Seeing Andrew, Zheng Qing's first reaction was a little confused - has it reached this level? - He thought that Andrew was sent by the school to be a security guard for him.
But immediately, the boy woke up and denied his guess.
This is the First University, one of the safest places in the wizarding world. Even if there are some fanatical "witch hunting" enthusiasts among the demons, they will not do anything wrong to a budding young hunting team here.
A sensible move.
Moreover, the members of Yu Zui are spread across four colleges. There is no reason to only assign "security guards" to himself, and it is impossible not to communicate with himself, the captain of Yu Zui, in advance.
Take ten thousand steps back, even if it is necessary to send security guards, First University will not have to call in someone with the three-pronged sword.
You know, the person who is in charge of the school's work now is old man Ruoyu, and the director of Sancha Sword is Ms. Shi Hui's disciple. After Ms. Shi Hui resigned as the vice president of First University, it is rumored that many of Sancha Sword's cooperation with the school are facing suspension and
Cleaning up will never be unnecessary.
With this inhumane embarrassment, the young public-funded student quickly ran out of the classroom.
Andrew was holding a cigarette in his mouth and holding a magazine in his hand with the busts of the seven members of the Forgiveness Hunting Team printed on the cover - Zheng Qing noticed that the magazine was "The Glorious Road to the Hunting Team", which was a well-established magazine.
The hunting competition publication has a very wide influence in the entire Wizards Union.
He didn't even know when Yu Zui was published in such a professional publication.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Commissioner."
The tone of the young public-funded student was slightly confused. Although he knew Andrew, he didn't have much contact with him. He didn't know why the commissioner of the Three-pronged Sword came to the door of the classroom: "...How can I help you?"
"Good afternoon." The chubby Mr. Commissioner wiped the sweat from his forehead: "What a damn weather... Qiuhuhu is really awesome. It's already October and it's still so hot!"
Zheng Qing looked at the sunshine outside the window. It was indeed bright, but it was autumn after all, and it couldn't be said to be very hot.
"It's really not cool enough."
The boy sipped his eyes and glanced at the magazine in the commissioner's hand: "Sorry, this is a classroom, there is no coffee or tea to serve..."
Zheng Qing remembers very clearly that when he first met Andrew, the Trident Swords commissioner talked with his guide about betting on the World Cup - at that time they were discussing the Venus and Flamingos.
Who has the better odds - The boys were very impressed by everything that happened that day.
"I didn't plan to drink coffee when I came to the teaching building." Mr. Commissioner laughed and thrust the magazine in his hand into the wizard's arms, along with a green quill.
"This is……"
"Do you still remember the first time we met?" After Zheng Qing took the quill, Andrew's hand wrapped around his shoulders, and his tone was very warm: "...At that time, I thought you had an extraordinary temperament, and I wanted to take a photo with you.
Wait... look, it has only been so long before your hunting team has already boarded the "Glory"! In my impression, yours is the first student hunting team to board the "Glory" so quickly!"
Zheng Qing blinked.
If I remember correctly, it was after Thomas mentioned that he was a public-funded student that the little fat commissioner showed similar enthusiasm as he does today. But at that time, it was more like he was taking the opportunity to talk to Thomas, and he was just a compliment.
"Then this is..." The young public-funded student raised the quill in his hand.
"Oh, please sign an autograph for Thomas." The pudgy wizard wiped the sweat from his forehead again: "He has been busy on a business trip recently. He heard that your hunting team performed very well, so he asked me to ask you to sign an autograph... Whatever you write
Just ask for something...that is, I know I can find you at the door of the classroom."
He looked very proud.
Zheng Qingxu looked at Andrew with eyes: "If I remember correctly...Assistant Hilda has already asked Mr. Thomas for his signature, and it is the signature of all the members of the Forgiveness."
The air was quiet for a few seconds.
Several students from Astronomy Class 08-1 left the classroom, greeted the public-sponsored students at the door in a friendly manner, and looked curiously at the short, fat wizard standing by the window.
"That guy," Mr. Commissioner said without any embarrassment on his face, "that guy Hilda likes to pull off tiger skins. I suspect that he ate the tiger skin when he was a child..."
The False Beast is a magical creature that looks like a rabbit. Its meat is delicious, but people will tell lies after eating it. Zheng Qing has only read about it in books, but from what Andrew said, it seems that it is still
This creature can be found.
"So, what about the signature?" Mr. Commissioner looked at the young public-funded student eagerly.
"my pleasure."
Zheng Qing grabbed the quill, opened the title page, chose a blank space and signed his name. After hesitating for a few seconds, he added another sentence - 'This is dedicated to Mr. Andrew, who made me know for the first time
The World Cup was held on October 16, 2009, at the entrance of No. 503 East of the teaching building.
Then return the magazine to Mr. Commissioner.
"Thank you very much." Andrew took the magazine, rolled it up, and stuffed it into his arms. He stared at several young wizards passing by and smiled kindly at them. He didn't speak again until there was no one around: "... Too much
It’s not easy. After watching hunting games for so many years, this is the first signed magazine I have saved.”
"Thank you." Zheng Qing's voice was a little weak.
He really didn't know how to face this situation.
Just at this time, several other hunters from You Zui walked out together, with Xiao Xiao in front, Fatty Xin and Zhang Jixin following closely behind - as for Jiang Yu, she was still in the classroom giving Li Meng a lecture on the exercises after class.
"What's the matter?" The doctor stopped in front of the two of them.
"These are the members of the Exoneration team. They are indeed talented people." Andrew opened his arms and smiled exaggeratedly: "If I haven't admitted my mistake, you are Xiao Xiao, the school's special admissions student who serves as a fortune teller? What follows?
Those two are Zhang Jixin and classmate Xin?"
The doctor noticed the badge on Andrew's chest and narrowed his eyes.
"The man with the three-pronged sword found himself at the classroom door," he said softly, "This is not a good sign."
"As expected of the fortune teller who forgives sins... But things are not that bad," Andrew laughed dryly: "To be honest, the bureau knew that I knew classmate Zheng Qing, so they sent me here... If anyone else comes,
It is inevitable that there will be some rumors... You know, during the school hunt, there is never a shortage of dark topics in the Beta Town Post."
"He just wanted an autograph." Zheng Qing was still a little belatedly aware of it.
Xiao Xiao ignored his captain's slowness and looked directly: "What do you want to know?"
"I just want to know how well you master the second-order battle formation."
"for example?"
"For example, how long have you mastered this battle formation? In addition to Bo Fu's battle formation, have you mastered other second-level battle formations." The commissioner of the Three-Forked Sword lowered his eyelids and his voice became softer: "And... before the competition on Tuesday night
,Have you ever conducted activities such as hunting team training?"
Zheng Qing finally tasted that something seemed wrong.
This chapter has been completed!