Thanksgiving was not originally a holiday of Jiuyou College.
But this year’s Thanksgiving Day, Jiuyou Academy was particularly lively.
Because the "Please Give Me a Frog" campaign jointly launched by the Dharma Script Liberation Association and the North District Wizards a few days ago, after a long period of fermentation, gradually gathered a certain trend, causing chaos in the school.
This Thanksgiving gave them an excellent opportunity to relive the contribution of the North District wizards to First University and even the entire alliance. This contribution was not only reflected in the huge contribution of the North District people in fighting for wizard status in the Lich War.
Sacrifice is also reflected in the foundation they have laid for the growth of Beta Town with their cheap lives and labor over a long period of time - this contribution deserves everyone's gratitude to the wizards of the North District.
And the best way to express gratitude is to provide sufficient admission quotas for wizards in the North District.
"...The question is, why do the admission quotas for wizards in the North District come from Jiuyou Academy?"
Fatty Xin held his notebook and chewed an emerald green quill. He walked around the small dormitory like an anxious earthbinder, trying hard to perfect his manuscript:
"The First University has four colleges. There are also wizards in the North District who like to fight, have firm beliefs, or have outstanding talents. Why don't other colleges bear the quota for the wizards in the North District? Just because Jiuyou College is the most equal, the most important
Justice? This is unfair, very unfair... And justice is one of the most fundamental concepts of Jiuyou! Yes, that is the logic! No... This alone is not enough..."
Zheng Qing was lying in front of his desk, looking at the potions homework that he had written for a long time but only completed less than half a page. He sighed deeply, finally gave up sitting still, got up and walked to the balcony.
After winter, it gets dark very early. Although it is not yet seven o'clock, it is already pitch black outside, the moon has not yet risen, and the fireflies are all hiding in tree holes. Most of the specks of light in the night are
The biggest fire to celebrate Thanksgiving was in the direction of Linzhong Lake, which should be the place where the Dharma Script Liberation Association and the North District wizards jointly launched a rally.
It was because there was a grand gathering by the lake tonight that affected the library, so several young wizards in dormitory 403 were forced to stay in the dormitory to review their lessons.
Standing on the balcony, Zheng Qing raised his hand and pushed hard to open the window.
The night wind carried a chill and rushed towards him, blowing away the fatigue of sitting at the table for a long time. The fat cat that was lying in front of the table complained, lazily got up and jumped back to Fatty Xin's bed. The fat wizard was pacing back and forth.
The pace also stopped abruptly.
"You feel……"
As soon as he said three words, Zheng Qing raised a finger:
"Shh, listen!"
The speech of a suspected wizard from the North District drifted over from the direction of Linzhong Lake. It was faint and intermittent. The voice was high-pitched, but not hoarse. It seemed gentle and powerful:
“...We live in a society full of discrimination...We pursue a better world...a world where even if we have no talent, hard work can make us live happily; a world where even if we fail, hard work will not make us happy.
A world where we are disappointed; a world where it is not our abilities that make us who we are, but our choices!”
"...In this world, every ordinary soul should be bright and unique..."
“Those faces that look different—for example, the ferocious ones, or the solemn ones, or the ones that are so gorgeous that you can’t look straight at them—are just papery and superficial...their faces are clear.
It clearly says 'There is nothing special about us'... There is no difference between us and them!... When we open our eyes, what we see is the appearance and the whole world... Every time, when we use more patience
, when we want to discover a better version of ourselves, we can only find how bad the world is, but we still work hard for it... Even if we are at the bottom of the valley, we find that there is a deeper valley below..."
Snapped!
Zheng Qing shuddered and closed the window hard to block out the cold wind.
"Sad and powerful."
He briefly commented on the vague and distant speech at the lakeside, as if he had already seen the figures in the four-color courtyard robes cheering and shouting under the stage.
"In the words of those Alpha students, it is to 'use the light of freedom to illuminate the path of equality for the wizards in the North District, thereby consolidating the wizards' belief in justice.'" Fatty Xin shook his summary of the manuscript in his hand,
Hehehe smiled.
Freedom and justice are the concepts of Alpha Academy, while fairness and equality are the concepts of Jiuyou Academy, so this statement is particularly meaningful.
"It doesn't matter whether it's mourning or force, or the struggle for freedom and equality. The key is that those guys from the Dharma Liberation Association have turned this movement into some kind of deformed religious ceremony."
Xiao Xiao, who had been concentrating on his homework, also raised his head, held up his glasses, and rarely expressed his opinion: "Sometimes I don't know whether I am in Jiuyou Academy or Atlas Academy... Emotional speech, contradictory
And the fierce opinions and extreme attitudes... are simply no different from those yellow robes who 'agree with the party and oppose those who are different'!"
Fatty Xin was nodding his head repeatedly and writing down the doctor's rare speech with flying pen. Suddenly, the quill in his hand paused and he looked up at the short wizard at the desk with a slightly subtle expression: "The 'contradictory and intense opinions' you mentioned."
, does that include me?"
"What do you think?" Xiao Xiao glanced at him.
"I think the current direction of the wind is not to lead the conflict, but to use the spear to eat the shield, or to use the shield to eat the spear." Zheng Qing coughed lightly and mentioned what he saw during the day: "When I went to the office building at noon,
I happened to hear an Alpha student say this: 'If a society puts equality above freedom, there will be neither freedom nor equality; if it puts freedom above equality, it will have both.
A higher degree of freedom and equality'... It is said that this was said by Sir Friedman... or maybe the Duke of Milton, I can't remember clearly."
"Whether it's Milton or Friedman, they are both members of the Cullen family. From the perspective of Alpha, it's not surprising." Fatty Xin bit his quill and sneered: "It's been a long time since I've encountered such a standard argument.
…No wizard with normal logic would agree with this statement.”
"The problem is," Zheng Qing slowed down his speech slightly and reminded: "Old-school wizards, especially Alpha people who pay attention to blood, like to use illogical magic to do things, so they particularly recognize Milton or Friedman's magic.
These words."
"Next time you meet this kind of person, you can answer him like this," Xiao Xiao spread his palms and folded his fingers together like a cage: "The most reliable way to tame a prisoner is to make him think he is free."
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