The shrill cries of stick figure figures echoed through the classroom.

The noisy atmosphere that had been chaotic was silenced almost instantly.

Everyone sat on their knees, waiting for the professor to come.

Zheng Qing quickly put away the newspapers and books on the desktop into the drawer, then opened the "Standard Mantra: First Year of College", put his arm on the desk, and made a serious pre-study expression.

"Bang!"

The classroom door was pushed open with a bang.

Lao Yao held the handout and strode onto the podium.

Zheng Qing raised his head slightly and glanced at it carefully. The professor had a straight face, and his expression was very serious.

"Knock knock!" Lao Yao knocked on the lectern with his pipe, attracting everyone's attention: "Put away the books...... There was no regular meeting last night, so let's talk about a few things before class today!"

"It's coming. ”

The wizards sitting in the back row of the classroom looked at each other silently, and sat more and more straight.

"The first thing is the one that happened yesterday afternoon on the hunting ground No. 1. ”

As expected, Lao Yao mentioned this incident at the beginning, which is also a topic that everyone is most concerned about: "Everyone was in the No. 1 hunting ground yesterday, stand up!"

The young witches and wizards in the classroom looked at each other cautiously, struggling to get up.

Zheng Qing sighed and took the lead in standing up before the professor on the podium went berserk.

As a public-funded student, he is always more embarrassed than others.

With him taking the lead, the others seemed to have put down their burdens and pushed away the stools one after another to get up, and for a while the classroom was filled with the sound of the squeak and whine of the chairs rubbing against the floor.

Soon, most of the classroom stood up - as freshmen, everyone was very enthusiastic about any group activity, if in the sophomore or junior class, it is estimated that there would be less than half the people in the stands, and in the senior year, the heavy academic pressure and registered wizard exams can drive most people crazy, except for those excellent students who have solved these problems early, few senior students are in the mood to sit in the stands with a group of junior guys chatting and laughing heartlessly.

Lao Yao crossed his arms and paced slowly back and forth on the podium, occasionally looking up at the young wizards standing, as if he was thinking about how to educate these young people.

Once, twice, three times.

"I'm disappointed. This was the first thing Lao Yao said: "I am very disappointed in you. ”

He stopped, stood behind the lectern, held the edge of the table with both hands, frowned, and said bitterly: "As a member of the Nine You Academy, like those students in blue robes, his mind is full of thinking about solving problems with violence...... Of course, I don't have an opinion about the style of the Star Academy, but I think that as a student of the Nine Talents Academy, you should have your own style and choice!"

"But the exam can't stop those fence goblins. Zheng Qing silently slandered in his heart, he really couldn't imagine what characteristics and styles Jiuyou Academy had besides the exam.

Is there any other way they can stop the Alpha Academy's attack than throwing spells at each other?

Maybe they can go to Danhag and appeal, provided they can get out of the guardianship of First University, and the judges of the Wizarding Supreme Court accept a conflict case caused by a group of young wizards over quarrels and ideological conflicts.

Oh, there seems to be a circuit court on Phuket Island, but the young government scholarship students are very skeptical that the circuit judge will accept their appeal.

On the podium, Lao Yao spat and reprimanded the young wizards in the hall. From their reckless demeanor, to their irresponsible behavior, to their untidy attire, to their loose grasp of spells—especially the last point, Zheng Qing felt that Lao Yao cared a lot about this.

Maybe the spells in the stands of the Nine Colleges at that time were thrown a little faster and more accurately, and the professor's attitude would have been slightly better? After all, he was the professor of the Charms class, and if the students had a good grasp of the charms, he would be able to get a little satisfaction in another way.

The young student bowed his head, his mind full of thoughts, and squeezed out a sad expression, nodding from time to time, as if expressing unconditional support for the professor's words.

This is a very sensible choice.

Lao Yao reprimanded for five minutes, maybe ten minutes, but in short, when the sprinkler elf in the classroom refilled him with a new cup of hot tea, the professor finally stopped and rested for a few seconds.

“...... All the students who participated in that incident yesterday, each and every one of them, handed me a review book of more than 5,000 words before the holiday this Friday!" Speaking of this, Lao Yao raised his voice and emphasized: "You must be profound! Deeply reflect on yourself, whether there is anything wrong and where is wrong! As a student of Jiuyou Academy, what should you do in the face of this kind of thing! There must be improvement measures, and there must be no perfunctory work!"

"If you don't write enough 5,000 words, one less word will be deducted one credit!"

"I'll see if you can improve your memory!"

Zheng Qing blinked, took a deep breath, raised his foot, and carefully kicked Zhang Jixin in front of him.

The red-faced wizard stared blankly at the professor on the podium and said nothing.

Zheng Qing noticed that on his desk, the review book that made up the number of words had just been written in less than twenty lines, and it was estimated that the total number of words would definitely not exceed six hundred words.

It's a sad story.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl.

"Poof......" The fat man Xin who was sitting in front of Zheng Qing finally couldn't help it, lowered his head, and tried to restrain himself from laughing.

"Banner, do you have an opinion?" said Lao Yao looked at the fat man with a stern face.

"No, Professor. Fat Xin raised his head quickly, his face was already full of tears at some point, and he said in a choked tone: "I just feel sorry for my behavior yesterday, and I feel ashamed of a nine-you student." ”

Hearing him say this, Lao Yao's face suddenly softened a lot.

Zheng Qing glanced at the fat man with admiration, he felt that he seemed to be unable to be so cheeky in his life.

The school should award him a small gold man, and the young public-funded student thought in his heart that even if he couldn't be a qualified reporter, he would definitely be able to become an excellent actor.

After the reprimand, Lao Yao mentioned a few other things.

One thing is this Saturday's 'House Cup' ball, and he wants everyone to try to find time to attend it.

"It's a great social occasion and I hope you will participate in more activities like this, which will be good for your growth. At the end of the topic, the professor once again emphasized: "...... If there is another accident like yesterday's, in the second half of the year, you should not think that the school will allow you to organize any activities!"

The other thing is the Freshman Hunt thing.

"Due to the change in schedule, the Freshman Hunt has been brought forward to this weekend, from 1pm to 5pm on Sunday. Lao Yao said, raised his eyelids and glanced around: "I remember that some students in the class organized their own hunting team and planned to participate in this year's freshman hunting competition?"

Zheng Qing couldn't help but pick up the shelf and straightened his body a little straighter.

He noticed that Downton and Matthew Cullen also seemed to be a little more focused.

"Very good, very good. The professor nodded, a smile on his face for the first time today, "This is a very good opportunity for you to exercise...... Everyone has only one chance to participate in the freshman competition in these four years. No matter what the result is, it is memorable, and no matter what the final result is, I will give every student who participates in the competition a little credit encouragement. ”

"You deserve it. ”