Towards the end of the semester, throughout the sixteenth week, the Nine Universities were shrouded in an invisible but unusually heavy pressure. In addition to the revision plans arranged by the professors of various subjects in class, students can also be seen studying hard in the library and self-study room.

For this reason, from this week, the school working committee also deliberately postponed the closing time of the library and self-study room, and after communicating with the dormitory manager Ni Wuye, the door of the dormitory was relaxed, allowing some students to return to the dormitory later.

However, it is the first time that the secondary class time has been crowded out by the main class time.

"Although it is compulsory for the whole school, the teaching content of the practical course determines that it depends on other courses. Xiao Xiao had a bowl of millet porridge in front of him, and he was slowly stirring it with a long-handled silver spoon to slowly crush the rice cereal on the surface of the porridge.

While stirring, he explained unhurriedly: "...... This can be seen from the arrangement of teachers in the practical classes. As far as I know, there is no well-known professor who is responsible for teaching practical classes. If you look at the schedule, you will see that almost all of the teachers in the practical classes are young teaching assistants arranged by the school. ”

The pale yellow millet porridge swirls under the stirring of a silver spoon, rolling out a funnel-shaped whirlpool. Xiao Xiao nodded with satisfaction, put away the spoon, picked up the bowl, and added the last sentence:

"Moreover, as the end of the semester approaches, it is a common practice for the main course to encroach on the time of the practical class, which is the tradition of the Nine Colleges and Universities. You should be mentally prepared for this when you talk to the old students. ”

With that, he tucked the rim of the bowl to his mouth and began to squint to enjoy the warm millet porridge.

Downton, who was standing next to the table of several people, glanced enviously at the millet porridge Xiao Xiao was holding, and couldn't help but sigh: "In addition, the final grade calculation of the practical class is a weighted average, and the weight of the in-class test is slightly higher on weekdays, the weight of the teaching assistants' scoring is second, and the weight of the midterm and final exams is the lowest...... It is said that this is due to the limited time available for the exam, and in order to prevent students from practising magic within the scope of the exam and ignoring other magic that is less important. ”

"So, for a couple of weeks, the marginal benefit of dedicating Friday afternoon to other main classes is probably a little bit higher. ”

Zheng Qing grabbed the bun blankly and took another bite.

He doesn't care about the concepts of weight, margin, or efficiency.

All he cared about was how he would have been injured if he hadn't had the afternoon practice class, and what would he do if he had a plan to stay away from the Qingqiu Guild?

"I really want to sit down and eat with you!" Downton looked at the dining table and swallowed, "What a heart-stopping thing...... I'm going to inform seven or eight people that they don't bother to eat lunch at all. ”

"It's really heart-wrenching. Zheng Qing nodded with affection, picked up a bun from in front of him, and stuffed it to the class leader: "Oh, let's have a bun first...... Not bad for a few minutes. Pork and green onion filling, there is no taboo. ”

Downton immediately shook his head, but hesitated for a few seconds before taking the bun and biting it viciously.

"Who took the afternoon practice class?" Seeing that Downton would not leave immediately, Zhang Jixin also asked a question. Unlike other people's complaints, he is more concerned with the facts that have happened.

"It's a talisman class. Downton quickly chewed a few bites, swallowed hard, and took a breath before he said, "Teacher Zhang of the Fu Sect." It is said that it is because the class was pulled during the moon hunting, and the teaching plan for this semester has not been completed...... And in the last monthly exam, everyone didn't master the basic talisman very well. Therefore, Mr. Zhang deliberately approached Dean Yao and applied for additional classes. ”

The teacher of the Fu class is a young lecturer who is said to have graduated less than five years ago, but she passed the examination as a registered wizard while still in college - and she is a beautiful woman - and she is a top student who values both beauty and talent.

Because of his blockbuster appearance in the preliminary examination at the beginning of the school year, Lecturer Zhang has a good impression of Zheng Qing, and his daily schoolwork or study requirements are not strict, and he can even be called quite conniving.

Hearing that it was Teacher Zhang's class, Zheng Qing breathed a sigh of relief - his third plan is estimated to take a lot of time, and it is very likely that he will have to ask for leave halfway through the afternoon class. Originally, this plan was only used as a backup plan, but the plan could not catch up with the changes, and the second plan was stillborn before it could be implemented.

Fortunately, it was Mr. Zhang's class.

This way, he will be much less stressed when he takes time off.

After Downton ate the bun handed to him by Zheng Qing in three or two times, he wiped his mouth, and finally advised: "Don't be late in the afternoon, bring your talisman pens, talisman paper and other tools... Belch...... Well, I should go buy a bottle of water. ”

With that, he patted his chest, waved his hand, and hurried to the window.

"Let's go after you've finished eating! There's still time!" the fat man shouted behind him.

Then turning around, the fat man shrugged his shoulders laboriously, and his tone seemed a little incredulous: "There are still people who work first without eating......?"

"It's like we can't understand that you stuff your mouth twenty hours a day twenty hours a day...... Where did everything go?" Zhang Jixin habitually sarcastic.

Fat Xin was already immune to his sarcasm, and he didn't even bother to roll his eyes when he heard the words.

"Speaking of which, if the afternoon is changed to a talisman class, the happiest person should be our Dagong-funded students. The fat man suddenly remembered something, turned his head to look at Zheng Qing, and teased: "Teacher Zhang has always been kind to you, and he will reward you with credits every time he goes to class." Tsk, if only I could meet a teacher like that......"

"The premise is that you first write all the basic talismans as if they were fluent. Zhang Jixin scoffed at the fat man's dream, but he also looked at Zheng Qing and suggested: "Having said that, since it is the Fu Zheng class in the afternoon, then I think you can go to the Qingqiu Mansion early and help us fight the front station...... I think as long as you apply, Mr. Zhang will definitely give you a fake. ”

"It's indeed a good idea!" Xiao Xiao nodded approvingly.

This suggestion was like a knife, and it stabbed the young public-funded student again in the heart that was already full of holes, causing him to heat his throat and almost spurt blood on the spot.

"It's better not to be special. The wizard tugged at the corners of his mouth and showed a difficult smile: "The final exam is coming soon, and if there is any change in the exam questions this year, it will be bad if you are caught off guard...... I don't want to walk around campus after an exam and be pointed at my back and say, 'Look, that's the wizard who has mastered all the basic talismans and didn't get a perfect score on the talisman exam?' ”

"It's heart-wrenching just to think about. ”

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