I Punch the Tailed Beast Ball

Chapter 613: I am honored to publish the new book Ninja School Teacher, I can become stronger by teaching by Takeshi Takeshi

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"Alfred Coke."

"arrive!"

"Ao Xiaobao."

"exist!"

"Benjamin Bottorf"

The old professor on the podium called out the names slowly. Zheng Qing only heard a few names before realizing that he might not be called until the last one, because Professor Xihua was obviously calling the names in alphabetical order.

That's nothing.

The only thing that concerned Zheng Qing was that the old man on the podium had read out less than twenty names, and the man in blue robe next to him had already "answered" three times - this was the first time he had seen such a legendary scene. Compared with the well-behaved Jiuyou students, the wizards born in the starry sky were more innovative - two of the answers used ventriloquism, and one used ventriloquism, pure technique, without the slightest bit of magic power, and the three responses had very different voices, and even the directions of the voices had some deviations, which made people have to sigh at the magic of the Creator.

Zheng Qing couldn't help but look at the man in blue robe a few more times.

As the saying goes, gaze not only has weight, but also warmth.

The fiery and heavy gaze from the side made Jiang Huai a little fidgety. While Professor Xihua was turning the page, he turned his head and whispered with a smile: "We are all friends, it's only natural for us to help each other... You are not from the patrol team, right?! Not really, not really. I checked the almanac before I went out today, and I shouldn't be so unlucky... Next time you can't come to the classroom due to something, I can help you! It's about a paper crane! Leave it to me!"

He patted his chest so hard that it made a loud noise.

The attitude was good, but Zheng Qing felt that he would not be able to use it. Because until the end, Professor Xihua did not mention the name of the invisible man. Of course, the reason was also very clear.

"Well, there's another 'red name' student in the class, and I've seen you... One-on-one, you don't have to answer."

The old man pointed his index and middle fingers at his own eyes, and then at the seat where Zheng Qing was sitting. He did not explain what the "red name" was, nor did he say what he saw. He just lowered his head and began to read the handouts by himself, completely ignoring the other students in the classroom who turned their heads in unison or whispered to each other.

Dense gazes came and went, lingering in the corner of the back row for a long time, but did not cause any trouble to Zheng Qing.

To him, being stared at by a group of curious kids was nothing more than a minor issue. He had encountered even scarier situations before. Moreover, he was still invisible, so he could completely ignore those gazes.

Jiang Huai, the captain of the Star Hunter Team, was not at all stressed by the gazes of the crowd. He even raised his hands and waved left and right, looking like a big star.

“… The name of Modern Ancient Alchemy may sound like a summary course such as Magic Philosophy, Introduction to Alchemy, etc. But in fact, this subject is very profound in my class.”

"… In this classroom, you must discard the existing modern magic theories in your mind—whether it is the theory of dimensions, the theory of information unification, or any other weird theories, discard them all, completely—and then use the classics of ancient sages to refill your blank brains."

"…I cite various classics in my class, whether it is "Duren Jing Annotations", "Nanhua Jing Annotations", "Laozi Annotations", "Taiping Qinglingshu", "Fangshu Liezhuan", or "Suwen", "Nei Jing", "Kanyushu", etc., the content I quote is what you will most likely encounter in the final exam..."

"So... cheer up! Take good notes!"

The old professor on the podium tilted his head and read his lecture notes in a rhythmic manner, as if a wizard in the scripture hall was chanting scriptures. It only took him a dozen minutes to successfully extinguish the enthusiasm of these young wizards who had just returned to school.

When Zheng Qing finished taking notes, he looked up and noticed seven or eight people dozing off on the table. He wondered if there was a new variant of post-holiday syndrome this year or if the old professor had inserted a powerful hypnotic spell in his lecture notes.

After confirming that Professor Xihua did not attach much importance to classroom discipline, the man in blue robe next to Zheng Qing also completely let himself go.

Less than an hour into the class, Jiang Huai had already folded three paper frogs, sent away five paper cranes, finished flipping through a comic book, and then drew a dozen special variations of the battle formation on his empty notebook.

"I'm the captain of the Starry Sky Hunting Team. I have a lot to worry about. Don't blame me, don't blame me." Perhaps he noticed the gaze of Pinpin next to him, and while replying to the letter from somewhere unknown, Jiang Huai explained to the invisible man in the empty seat: "... When you become the captain of the hunting team, you will know how tiring this job is! There are too many things to worry about in all aspects!"

The quill floating above the notebook paused for a moment.

Zheng Qing wanted to say that he was also the leader of the hunting team, but he was definitely not as busy as him. However, due to the time limit, he finally kept quiet and continued to take notes.

If Fatty Xin came to take the time conversion class, he would probably be swollen even more after the class. This thought flashed through his mind and he smiled silently, but the smile disappeared immediately.

Without Dr. Xiao, he can only rely on himself for this subject.

"Wow! Your notes are so beautiful!"

After throwing another paper frog on the ground, the man in blue robe stretched his neck to take a look at Zheng Qing's notebook, his face full of admiration: "You must be from the Jiuyou Academy... Alpha's wizards rarely take notes like you do! How about referring to your notes before the exam? I'll give you some VIP tickets to the Star Hunter Team's competition. Of course, it's a private competition, but you can definitely learn the hunting skills of the best hunting team of the First University up close..."

The feather pen floating above the empty table tilted back and swayed a few times.

That's Zheng Qing scratching his chin with a feather.

He had never thought that the school hunting team could sell tickets for the game. In theory, the Forgiveness Hunting Team was not much worse than the Starry Sky Hunting Team. It didn't make sense that the Starry Sky Hunting Team could sell tickets and make money, but the Forgiveness Hunting Team couldn't!

He wrote down this idea and decided to discuss it with Xiao Xiao after returning to the dormitory in the evening.

At this moment, a paper frog accidentally jumped onto Zheng Qing's legs, and then it spread out its belly and unfolded a piece of letter paper. Zheng Qing saw the words "Zheng Qing" on it, and he shuddered suddenly and subconsciously grabbed the paper.

Jiang Huai leaned over and glanced at the piece of letter paper.

"Tsk, I told them a long time ago that they need to master the secret language skills, otherwise they won't be able to fold a paper frog properly."

While complaining about the unreliable messengers folded by his companions, he nodded thoughtfully: "Hmm... Indeed, you also saw the news, right? Really amazing... This guy should be the youngest teaching assistant in the school... Do you think he got this teaching position by relying on Councillor Su? I really don't know how he did it! I bet that all the wizards in the school - I mean the four colleges, not including that marginal college - want to knock open that guy's head and see what weird girl-chasing skills are hidden in his brain grooves! I mean, if there is a chance."

The letter floating in the air seemed to be blown by the wind, shook slightly, and then slowly fell in front of its real owner.

Zheng Qing, who was in invisible state, calmly took out another invisibility talisman from the gray cloth bag, hung it on himself, activated it, and superimposed the state, just in case.

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