"Wow... I actually became a 'recipient of the famous Order of Merlin'!"
"What does this 'tricky' question mean? Do you think I'm not troublesome enough?"
"And this, this 'wizard named Duan', is he Duan Xiaojian?... Then who is this anonymous wizard from Alpha Academy? When did you do the interview..."
Zheng Qing held the newspaper and read the extra note written by Fatty Xin with relish, shouting from time to time to express his views and stance.
It is not the first time for young public-funded students to have such an experience as an individual, to be included in a certain report in black and white, and to become the "others" in the eyes of others.
But this does not prevent him from changing his perspective and watching this report from a third-party standpoint.
I must admit that the "Spring and Autumn Calligraphy" that Fatty boasts is indeed good.
At the very least, Zheng Qing did not read the fat man's two "unsatisfied" questions from the article, but he did read the answers to those two questions in the article.
However, as I read it, the young public-funded student always felt that this article was a bit inconsistent.
"Why do I feel that your article is a bit... out of touch with the actual situation?" Zheng Qing looked at the newspaper report, studied it for a long time, and finally put forward some opinions of his own.
"Is it out of touch with reality?" Fatty Xin cried out like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "Sir! This is a very serious accusation! For a person who aspires to be a great reporter, there is nothing better than your words.
More hurtful words!"
Apparently, he was so dissatisfied with the accusation of public-funded students that he even used honorifics in his speech.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Zheng Qing shrugged and replied seriously in a very insincere tone: "If what I just said made you feel uncomfortable, I will take it back immediately and apologize to you... But I just said it.
Facts you see yourself.”
"No... you don't need to apologize to me," the fat man said with a straight face, "You need to point out the so-called 'out of touch with reality' in my article... otherwise I will treat what you said as nothing.
Such a provocation!"
"Even if he provokes you, what can you do?" Dr. Xiao Da suddenly interrupted with a slightly subtle expression: "You know, when you signed the contract at Wandering Bar, I was standing next to you..."
This reminder is just right.
The fat man immediately stood there, speechless.
At the beginning of the school year, when Astronomy Class O8-1 held a party at the Wandering Bar, Zheng Qing and several of his friends each chose an amulet at the suggestion of the Wandering Wizard. Since the drunk Fatty Xin and Zhang Jixin were unable to fulfill their payment obligations, in
Under the advice of Dr. Xiao Da, and with the 'agreement' of the three parties involved, Zheng Qing signed a magic contract with the two of them.
A private employment agreement valid for one year, commonly known as a 'deed of sale'.
Although several people would occasionally joke about this matter, due to the naturally kind-hearted mentality of the public-sponsored student, he did not force the two wizards to do things such as striptease in public or act as thugs for off-campus clubs to make money.
The true effectiveness of this magical contract was slowly forgotten under the tacit understanding of a few people.
Until today, the doctor revealed this matter again with a bit of ridicule.
The young public-funded student looked at the fat man whose face was turning white and blue, and his breathing began to become faster and faster. He suddenly felt something bad. He quickly smiled and changed the subject: "Don't get excited, don't get excited... Let's talk about the matter.
This report is good!"
The looming blue color on the fat man's face slowly faded away.
This made the public-funded student complain endlessly - how could he, who was promised to be an 'innerpiece', turn into the Big Blue? Why would he tend to turn into the Hulk whenever he disagreed?
But now is not the time to complain.
Spreading out the newspaper in his hand, Zheng Qing pointed at the above paragraphs with a serious look at the flickering light balls above his head, and raised his own doubts: "I'm not nitpicking, you are also here, you can listen.
Is there anything wrong with what I said..."
"First of all, the biggest problem is the chronological order."
"Look, in the article you wrote, she first answered the fifth question, then turned back to the third question, then the fourth, and finally the first and second... It's completely out of touch with reality.
What’s the situation!”
"You..." The fat man seemed to have something to say.
"You finish listening first!" Zheng Qing quickly interrupted him and continued to add: "Secondly, there is also this...about Su Ya's wording - 'rigorous style and serious speech. Although she is short in stature, she is
Strong aura' - are you serious?"
"Among these four short sentences to describe her, apart from the fact that 'short stature' is realistic, nothing else has anything to do with that little girl who loves to cry!"
"If the details above are not important, here is the place!" The young public-funded student waved his arms vigorously, stopping the fat man from speaking again, and continued to express his opinion: "About Su Shijun's child!"
Hearing Zheng Qing's question, Fatty immediately became quiet.
He raised his head and glanced at Xiao Xiao, just in time to see the doctor calmly shaking his head.
"...If I remember correctly, the congresswoman only said a few words about the child. All we can get is his nickname, current location, etc."
"But look at your reports... Tsk, tsk, long articles, various analyses, baseless speculations based on various connections... If something goes wrong in the future, you will be responsible, do you understand that?!"
The fat man opened his mouth, and finally sighed: "You should be grateful to me... for not continuing to dig deeper into the name 'Neptune'. If this article was written by someone else, I'm afraid more information would be related. In that case, your
I'm afraid there will be more trouble."
"What?" The young public-funded student looked confused.
"Is Poseidon a male fox or a female fox?" Xiao Xiao suddenly interjected and asked, with a somewhat searching and curious look on his face.
"What, what, what?" Zheng Qing became more confused.
"Tsk...You are as innocent as a boy." The fat man murmured in a low voice and shook his head.
"Can you speak human words?!" The public-funded student became more unhappy - he always felt that the two guys in front of him seemed to have bad intentions, and there was something in their words.
"I mean... let's take a look at this hunting painting of Sam's Hunting Team first." The fat man dragged the public-funded student and walked to a huge oil painting not far away from a few people, pointing and talking.
Absolutely said:
"This is the famous Super Hunting Team series, first edition in 1939, original illustration."
"The author of this series, Maul Cormax, has created a series of classic looks of wizards and monsters in his works."
"For example, this painting shows the classic appearance of Sam Hunting Team."
"The main hunter Clark, the left assistant Stark, the right bute Stephen, the hunter Peter, the hunter Natasha, and the eternal enemy, the Lich King... In fact, I would rather see Dr. Bruce in this painting
, he is one of my favorite hunters, and as for my uncle, he seems to be somewhat distantly related to my family."
Fatty Xin sighed with regret.
Zheng Qing thought of Fatty's other identity and couldn't help but nodded, deeply convinced.
"Of course, that's not the point." The fat man regained his energy, continued to gesture, and said: "Pay attention to Clark's heroic square chin, righteous cloak, and perfect inverted triangle figure."
"As for the Lich King, the size of his head is always disproportionate to his body, with scarlet eyes and skinny and sharp fingers."
"The most fascinating and attractive thing about this painting is that it uses such an illusory technique to depict an amazing realistic scene."
"Absurdity breeds truth."
"Just like any news, when it appears in the newspaper, it will always be exaggerated, distorted, and changed beyond recognition. But the truth is contained in it."
"This is how the world has always been."
"We can no more deny the truth in news reports than we can deny the truth in this painting."
Zheng Qing was speechless for a moment when he heard the fat man's defense.
"Okay, okay! What you said is really great!" A sudden voice sounded from the side, greatly appreciating the fat man's insights: "As expected of the main writer of today's special issue, this insight is unexpectedly outstanding!"
The young public-funded student immediately turned his head and looked dissatisfied at the stranger who interrupted his train of thought.
In other words, this stranger is not a stranger.
Andrew Taylor, Alpha College.
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