Monday afternoon is a talisman class. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As the basic discipline of modern wizards, the Fu Gong class is a compulsory course, and the teaching address is in Room 101 of the Bishop's Building.

It's a large lecture theatre.

When Zheng Qing arrived at the classroom, the huge classroom was already full of students. Because this is a big class, I listened to the class with the Astronomy 08-1 class, and there were several other classes in the Nine Colleges and Universities. As far as the eye can see, the black pressure is overwhelming.

In the back left of the classroom, Xin Fatzi made a triumphant gesture to Zheng Qing.

Zheng Qing had a satisfied smile on his face.

In order to avoid Li Meng's pursuit, he asked Xin Fatzi and the other boys to rush to the classroom to help him occupy a seat. Then, a few minutes before class, he reached into the classroom through the back door.

This plan comes from Xiao Xiao's arrangement.

According to his explanation, Jiang Yu, as the squad leader, needs to play an exemplary role, so he will definitely sit in the first row. Li Meng will definitely sit next to Jiang Yu. If you carefully plan the time to enter and exit the classroom, you may not see each other once in a month.

Just like now.

There are unfamiliar faces in sight.

Zheng Qing sat quietly beside Zhang Jixin, as if a drop of water melted into the sea, without causing a ripple.

Satisfied, he opened his textbook and looked around.

In the corner of the back right of the classroom, Zheng Qing saw a familiar figure - the 'old student' Nicholas who led them to visit the campus yesterday.

Nicholas sat alone in the corner of the last row of the classroom, his face buried in the heavy notes, and no one sat next to him.

Zheng Qingzheng hesitated to stand up and say hello, and a familiar howl came from behind the classroom door:

"The teacher is here!

After a flurry of chickens and dogs, the classroom quickly fell silent.

......

The teacher's surname is Zhang, and the name is nostalgic.

Although the name reveals a strong old-school atmosphere, Lecturer Zhang is actually a delicate young woman.

Different from Lao Yao Hongliang's tough voice, Lecturer Zhang took a bite of Wu Nong's soft language, which made people feel intoxicated.

It's just that Zheng Qing's mind was completely focused on the red card in front of him, and he didn't pay attention to what the solemn female lecturer on the podium was saying.

The red card is an invitation.

The orange-red cover has no ornate ornamentation, only a pure heart and calm charm painted in the center. Under the talisman, three goose-yellow characters of 'invitation' were written with a brush, which looked solemn and elegant.

The inner background is pink and yellow, surrounded by strange symbols of milky white.

The text is written in small italics with a soft pen, and the content is very concise.

"Dear (Zheng Qing) students,

The First University Fu Gong Association will hold a welcome party mid-year festival celebration ceremony at 20 p.m. (just 20 p.m.) on August 15, 63 in Room 301, Bishop's Building (East).

Again, we sincerely invite you to participate!

The First University Association of Symbols (Chapter)"

Zheng Qing flipped through the pages and studied the words on the card repeatedly, and was a little confused.

On the way to the classroom just now, a polite sophomore stopped Zheng Qing, said some inexplicable words of blessing, and stuffed him with this red invitation.

Because he was in a hurry, although Zheng Qing took the card with a smile on his face, he couldn't talk to the senior more.

So now, he can only stare at this silent letter.

"This is an invitation!" Zhang Jixin nodded affirmatively beside him: "I've seen something similar in my brother's drawer." ”

The invitation Zheng Qing knew what it was.

In the first class in the morning, Lao Yao repeatedly emphasized that each student should be given at least one invitation letter in the freshman season. Each invitation can be redeemed for 0.1 credit. Originally, he was worried about how to find it, but unexpectedly, just after lunch, someone sent him an invitation.

If this card is the invitation that Lao Yao needs, then this zero point is too easy to come by!

"It's not as easy as you think. Xiao Xiao shook his head on the other side, denying Zheng Qing's thoughts: "You are a public-funded student, so you naturally have an advantage over many freshmen. Each club will give priority to you valuable students when recruiting new people. ”

The boys around him looked approving.

Zheng Qing's face turned red.

He doesn't like people to specialize him.

"In addition, whether what happened to you on the plane or the clash on the pedestrian street yesterday evening, it has already spread on campus. Xiao Xiao flipped through the notebook and said slowly: "You are also a celebrity now." ”

"It's spread!" Zheng Qing's face turned pale and looked at the others.

"It is said that there is a male public-funded student in Jiuyou College this year who brings his own broom to school. Fat Xin turned his head and laughed sullenly.

"I didn't bring a broom. Zheng Qing looked at Xin's fat face with a stupid expression.

Fat Xin's expression was stunned, muttered, turned his head, and did not continue to talk to Zheng Qing.

Zhang Jixin next to him explained: "It means that you are too unlucky. ”

Zheng Qing rolled his eyes.

Of course he knew the meaning of that sentence, but he didn't like the smug expression of the fat man.

"Invitations can be cheating. Turning his head to look at Xiao Xiao, Zheng Qing hesitated and asked, "I mean, since an invitation letter is worth 0.1 credits, if someone spends money to buy an invitation letter from these clubs or student unions, will they be able to get a large amount of credits?"

"What can be bought with credits, jade coins can also be bought, why waste jade coins on credits?" Zhang Jixin interjected next to him: "For those wizards who are either rich or expensive, credits are just a chicken rib. ”

"It cannot be denied that there is such behavior. Xiao Xiao shook his head and added, "But this kind of behavior of buying invitations is very rare. Only some freshmen who are in dire need of credits and have a strong background will make this decision. ”

"On the one hand, the price of buying an invitation is very high. Whether it is a student council or a club, their number is fixed. Every year, a few old students leave to vacate a few new students. The number of invitations is very limited. And each person can only get one invitation per organization. In short, even if you buy off all the student organizations, it will only cost you a dozen credits at most, which is very uneconomical. ”

"On the other hand, if the purchase is detected by the school – which is actually very easy to detect – it means a large penalty point. ”

"Of course, some students may not be able to get even a single invitation. In this case, they don't get much blame for getting an invitation or two in some way that isn't praised. ”

"Surely you don't have that kind of trouble. Zhang Jixin pinched the red card enviously and sighed: "You will only be troubled by more and more invitations." ”

"If you don't want it, you can give it to me. Fat Xin turned his head again and leaned over with his face skewed.

Zheng Qingluo tucked the invitation back into the drawer and shook his head firmly.

If you don't be firm, this dead fat man will definitely be unceremonious.

Before class, Zheng Qing just took this invitation out of his pocket, and it was smoothed into his hand by Xin Fatzi.

If it weren't for the other boys watching him from the sidelines, this card would definitely disappear completely into the fat man's USB space.

Zheng Qing stuffed the gray cloth bag into his pocket and turned his head to look at Xiao Xiao, intending to continue to ask about the invitation.

But this thought was rudely interrupted.

There was a clear gasping sound in the classroom.

Many wailed in despair.

On the podium, the soft-spoken and delicate lecturer just spit out two terrible words:

"Exam!"