Hunting College

　　 The white robe who questioned the location of the meeting was only the first shot of the quarrel.

Immediately afterwards, a red robe from Jiuyou College stood up and expressed deep concern about one more student representative of Alpha College than that of Jiuyou College, while another white robe pointed out that Jiuyou College’s student representative professional The lack of sexuality, the selection of personnel who are not proficient in the "Witcher Code", and the inability to understand that the "representative group" does not mean that the number of people is equal. One more student representative of Alpha Academy happens to be the subtlety of the institutional arrangement, and so on.

　　The representatives of the two sides are chattering and talking on both sides of the conference room. It's so lively.

The representatives of the Star Academy, which has always liked to fight, and the Atlas Academy, which has always been good at debating, sat in the center of the conference room. They looked left and right. Their necks were strained, but they both closed their mouths. The appearance of the theater.

　　 The host on the rostrum had to hit the gavel in front of him hard, and yelled and yelled to control the gradual collapse.

　　 During this process, Zheng Qing remained silent and a good smile on his face. And Seprano maintained his usual somber temperament, sitting behind the table like a king.

　　 "Today is just an informal hearing. I invite you all to come and sort out the accidents that happened some time ago! No votes or declarative documents are involved! Don't dwell on such details!"

　　 The wizard who presided over the hearing on the podium loudly comforted the red and white robes on the left and right sides, but his answer did not satisfy everyone.

　　 "The number issue involves basic fairness, this is not a detail, this is the element!" a red robe yelled.

　　 "Seprano-student was deliberately attacked! It was not an accident!" The other white robe was not to be outdone.

　　 Zheng Qing sighed slightly, quietly took out his pocket watch, and glanced at the time. In the afternoon, he has an elective Murloc language course, and he hasn't eaten lunch yet, so he doesn't have much time to waste here arguing with other people. It's just that as a party, and the party who is currently slightly disadvantaged, turning around and leaving not only means that he gives up defending his rights, but also means that after offending Alpha Academy, he gave his Academy a slap.

　　 He didn't want to be a student isolated by two colleges at the same time like Nicholas did.

　　 "Quiet." A handsome wizard sitting on the right side of the rostrum said softly. His voice was not loud, but he immediately reaped an amazing effect-the representatives of Alpha Academy all shut their mouths.

　　 Zheng Qing knew the wizard and had dealt with him. He is the chairman of the Alpha College Student Union, the president of the Hemophilia, and the current His Excellency Augustus.

　　 Sitting on the left side of the rostrum is another sorrowful and tall wizard. Although Zheng Qing is not familiar with him, as a student of Jiuyou College, he can still recognize Lei Zhe this year.

　　 Unlike Augustus, Reggie just glanced quietly at the left side of the conference room, and the red robes' menacing aura fell.

　　 is worthy of being the two best student leaders of the First University. Zheng Qing secretly admired him in his heart, but couldn't help but imagine what he would look like if he sat behind the rostrum.

　　 Sitting in the middle of the rostrum is the host of this meeting, and also a young wizard in a yellow robe, with a pair of half-rim glasses, and a pale face. Zheng Qing remembered that he was the chairman of the Atlas College Student Union, but could not remember his name.

　　 "Very good," the host cleared his throat, "Since everyone has reached a consensus, let's start now. As usual, we should first introduce the identities of everyone present."

"But since it is an informal meeting and all acquaintances, we can simply skip this step. The six on the podium, including me, are representatives sent by the Presidium of the First University Student Union. They are in no particular order. I also know..."

　　 "Seven!" A slightly sharp voice sounded abruptly, interrupting the host's voice: "There are seven representatives on the rostrum!"

　　It was the three-headed parrot speaking.

　　 The host glanced at it and immediately changed his words: "Yes, yes, we have a total of seven representatives who are responsible for overseeing the entire hearing process."

　　 The three parrots nodded in satisfaction.

The host lowered his head, helped his glasses, and continued: "Today is April 29th, Wednesday; it is now 11:45 at noon; what is about to happen is'April 11th, Saturday night , The hearing of an accident near Linzhong Lake. Both parties..."

　　 Having said that, the host raised his head and glanced at the separate seats on the left and right sides of the rostrum: "One is Seprano from Alpha College."

　　Seprano stood up and bowed politely to the rostrum and the student representatives under the rostrum.

　　 "...and Zheng Qing from Jiuyou College."

Zheng Qing stood up awkwardly, and nodded to both sides like Seprano ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Very good," the host nodded with satisfaction, and looked at the student representatives in the audience: "Now I announce , The hearing officially began. Colmar students will conduct the first round of questions. Students who have questions can put a note on the elf's plate. After confirmation by the presidium members, they will join the second round of questions. "

　　 said, the host pointed to a large group of green dill hanging under the ceiling.

Zheng Qing noticed that Luluo was clinging to a group of elves in gray uniforms. They were dragging small plates the size of palms woven from vines. After hearing the voice of the host, a group of elves lined up the vine trays. The team floated lightly above the heads of the student representatives, and another group of elves distributed papers and feather pens.

　　 "Are these quill pens sent to us?" Zheng Qing heard a red robe wizard who was not far from him whispering to another wizard next to him.

"Yes," his companion's voice was also very low, "but I think I can see what other people do...I remember the senior said that the quill pen issued during the meeting of the student council can't even write 10,000 words, and the tip of the pen Will become bald."

　　 Listening to these interesting conversations, Zheng Qing laughed secretly in her heart, and the tension that was aroused by the host could not help dissipating a lot.

　　 He glanced at Ceprano.

　　 The fat wizard sat blankly behind the table, crossed his fingers on the table, and stared at his fingers. On the window sill behind him, through a thin curtain, the heads of two mice were vaguely exposed.

　　 But before Zheng Qing carefully distinguished whether there were really two mice there, on the podium, Senior Sister Korma had already started asking him questions.