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Chapter 114 Mrs. Bella

 All students at Daiichi University have a practical course in their class schedule.

This course is a school-wide basic course and is a compulsory course for every student. However, it is not included in the annual teaching plan by the professors' joint meeting. Instead, it is like a temporary course.

The arrangements seemed very random.

For example, key subjects such as talismans, divination, and astronomy often occupy the class time of practical classes; for another example, the teachers teaching practical classes are basically teaching assistants. In the entire First University, almost no one has heard of any professors teaching this course.

Looking at the four-year study arrangement planned by First University for its students, the practical courses stand out from the rest in terms of class hours.

In the class schedule of freshmen, there is only one practical class per week; but in the class schedule of sophomores or juniors, this class will be arranged for a whole day; in seniors, many

Students may even spend more than half of their study time on this course.

The amount of class time occupied is so prominent, the credits are frighteningly high, and the practical classes do not help the young wizards at all in their many assessments as advanced registered wizards.

That’s why many people call this course ‘tasteless’.

Xiao Xiao once analyzed with Zheng Qing the reasons why practical classes became useless.

In his view, the emergence of this contradiction is inevitably related to the teaching objectives of practical courses.

The main goal of the practical class is to guide young wizards to become familiar with magic techniques, master the various magics they learn in daily life, and use them flexibly in monster hunting activities.

This means that in this class, students need to spend a lot of time practicing magic skills instead of consolidating the corresponding theoretical foundation of magic. However, in many assessments for registered wizards, magic theory knowledge accounts for a very large proportion.

To simply understand, the relationship between practical courses and other courses in the curriculum is similar to the relationship between 'body and function' and 'dao and technique'.

Of course, for the vast majority of young wizards who have just entered university, they do not pay too much attention to the secrets behind the curriculum, let alone the intricate relationship between theory and practice.

For practical classes, students are more concerned about whether they can really see those terrifying and ferocious demons in class.

Being able to see all kinds of monsters is the biggest expectation of many people in this course.

After all, freshness and excitement have always been extremely attractive to young people.

However, for freshmen, it is difficult to see real monsters in class in the first semester.

The school will not allow young wizards to face the most terrifying things in the world unprepared.

They need to practice their magic skills and become proficient in combat skills during the first semester's adaptation process.

Therefore, for Zheng Qing and his companions, this practical class may be more appropriately called a combat class or a fighting class.

"I just wanted to say one thing in the last class." Zheng Qing stood under a few thick purple bamboos, looking at the bustling crowd in the distance, and said thoughtfully: "Have you noticed the number of people in this class?

There are quite a few.”

Fatty Xin and Zhang Jixin stood a few steps away, competing with each other in front of a huge piece of granite, and ignored his question.

Xiao Xiao leaned against the bamboo quietly and silently looked through his notebook.

"Did you hear my question?" Zheng Qing shook the bamboo on which Xiao Xiao was leaning, and hummed feebly: "Aren't you tired of looking at that notebook all day long?"

"Annoying." Xiao Xiao replied with a pun: "According to the class schedule issued by the professors' joint meeting, almost all the practical classes for freshmen at First University are scheduled for this time period on Friday afternoon. There are more people.

, not surprising.”

"Why!" Zheng Qing was startled. He couldn't help but turn around and look at the number of people in the valley again, and shouted: "I just said, there are not so many people even during the morning exercise! Is there something wrong with the class scheduling system?

"

"What is the course scheduling system?" Xiao Xiao looked at him doubtfully: "The professors have their reasons for arranging it this way."

"Maybe it's just laziness." Duan Xiaojian suddenly emerged from the bamboo forest. He seemed to have heard what the two were discussing, and interrupted: "Maybe it's just for convenience."

"Convenient?" Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows.

"Didn't you hear what the old students said?" Duan Xiaojian seemed to be very keen on inquiring into all kinds of school gossip: "The old students said that the school arranged this class on Friday afternoon just to allow everyone to study in the next two days.

I have enough time to recuperate on the weekend, so that I won’t delay other classes next week.”

"Recuperate?" Zheng Qing's throat felt a little tight.

"Recuperate!" Duan Xiaojian looked serious and nodded affirmatively.

"It's not that serious," Zheng Qing laughed dryly, looking at the thin boy in front of him, trying his best to think on the bright side: "Maybe those old students are just scaring you."

"Whether it's a threat, I don't know." Duan Xiaojian shook his head, dragged Zheng Qing, pointed to a few figures in green robes at the edge of the crowd, and said, "Did you see that? That's Mrs. Bella!"

Mrs. Bella is tall and fat, with her cyan healer's robe tightly stretched around her body. Standing among a group of young wizards and several young nurses, she looks particularly conspicuous.

She is the head nurse of the First University Hospital. It is rare to see her on campus. Beside her, several young nurses are sitting on the huge medicine box, smiling at the energetic people in front of them.

figure.

"In addition to arranging lecturers for each practical class, the school will also arrange for Mrs. Bella to take the elves from the school hospital to stay at the edge of the Green Valley." At this point, Duan Xiaojian paused and changed.

An inevitable tone emphasized: "Doesn't this mean something?"

"There's no wind without fire." Fatty Xin left the granite at some point, walked over to a few people, shook his head and said, "She's there, so everyone can't help but think wildly."

Zheng Qing pursed his lips. Although he still had reservations about the rumor, he still felt nervous in his heart.

"'Green Valley' is not an open place." Xiao Xiao finally spoke again. He adjusted his glasses, looked around, and said thoughtfully: "Since Mrs. Bella is not a lecturer in the practical class, then she can stand in

This place only proves that she is needed here."

‘Green Valley’ is the classroom for practical classes, and all practical classes are taught here.

This is an open valley.

The valley is surrounded by rolling hills, and there is no steep mountain col.

There is ankle-deep grass under your feet, which is soft and elastic when you step on it, like a carpet.

Along the hills, there are rolling and lush bamboo forests on the slopes.

The breeze blows and the bamboo leaves rustle, which is refreshing.

"I have always felt that the grasses all over the mountains and plains in the green valley are a bit too soft." Duan Xiaojian squatted on the ground, stirring the soft grasses with his fingers and squeezing out their thick leaves: "Now it seems that maybe these grasses are too soft.

It is our protective pad that can minimize the damage we suffer in a fight."

Zheng Qing took a deep breath and resisted the urge to run away.

When he was a child, his husband always warned him that a gentleman should not stand behind a dangerous wall.

Now, he felt like he was standing in the crater of a volcano that was about to erupt.

"Don't be nervous." Zhang Jixin moved his body excitedly and clenched his fists loudly: "We will always face monsters. If you don't want to meet Nikita next time and be beaten like a dog by her, then this is the place

Our best whetstone!”


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