The white-robed man who questioned the location of the meeting was only the first shot fired in the quarrel.

Immediately after that, a red-robed man from Jiuyou Academy stood up and expressed deep concern that the student representatives of Alpha Academy were one more person than the representatives of Jiuyou Academy, while the other white-robed man did not shy away from pointing out that the student representatives of Jiuyou Academy lacked professionalism, that the selected personnel were not proficient in the "Wizarding Code", and that they could not understand that the 'representative group' did not mean that the number of people was equal, and that one more student representative of Alpha Academy was precisely the subtlety of the institutional arrangement, and so on.

Representatives from both sides of the conference room went back and forth, arguing with each other, and it was not lively.

The representatives of the two academies, Starry Sky Academy, which has always liked to fight, and Atlas Academy, which has always been good at debate, sat in the center of the conference room, looking left and right, their necks twisted and sore, but they also closed their mouths, looking like they were watching a play.

The host on the rostrum had to bang the gavel in front of him and shout at the top of his throat to barely control the gradual collapse.

During this process, Zheng Qing always maintained silence and a well-behaved smile on his face. Seprano, on the other hand, maintained his usual gloomy temperament, sitting behind a table like a king.

"Today is just an informal hearing, and you are invited to come and do a brief review of the accident that happened some time ago! There are no votes or declarative documents involved! Don't dwell on such details!"

The wizard on the podium, who was in charge of the hearing, loudly pacified the red-robed and white-robed men on the left and right, but his answer did not satisfy everyone.

"The number of people is about basic fairness, it's not the details, it's the elements!" exclaimed a red-robed man.

"Seprano was deliberately attacked! It wasn't an accident!" the other white-robed man was not to be outdone.

Zheng Qing exhaled slightly, quietly took out his pocket watch, and glanced at the time. He also had an elective fishman class in the afternoon, and he hadn't eaten lunch yet, so he didn't have much time to waste arguing with the others. It's just that as a party, and a party who has a slight advantage now, turning around and leaving not only means that he gives up protecting his rights and interests, but also means that he gave his own academy a slap after offending Alpha Academy.

He didn't want to be like Nicholas and be isolated by both colleges.

"Quiet. A handsome wizard sitting on the right side of the middle of the podium whispered, his voice was not loud, but it immediately had an amazing effect—the representatives of Alpha Academy all shut up.

Zheng Qing knew the male witch and had dealt with him before. He is the president of the Alpha College Student Council, the president of the Blood Friends Association, and the current Lord Augustus.

Sitting on the left in the middle of the rostrum was another tall wizard with a serious expression. Although Zheng Qing was not familiar with him, as a student of Jiuyou Academy, he could still recognize Lei Zhe in this year's class.

Unlike Augustus, Lei Zhe just quietly glanced at the left side of the conference room, and let the original turbulent momentum of the red robes drop down.

Worthy of being the two most outstanding student leaders of First University, Zheng Qing secretly admired in his heart, but he couldn't help but fantasize about what it would be like if he sat behind that rostrum.

Sitting in the middle of the rostrum was the presiding officer of the meeting, a young man in a yellow robe, with a pair of half-rimmed glasses and a fair complexion. Zheng Qing remembers that he was the president of the Atlas College Student Council, but does not remember his name.

"Very well," the moderator cleared his throat, "now that we've reached a consensus, let's get started." As is customary, the first step is to introduce the identities of all the people present. ”

"But since it's an informal meeting, and they're all acquaintances, we can skip this step. The six people on the podium, including me, were representatives sent by the Presidium of the First University Student Union, in no particular order, and all of them knew ......."

"Seven!" a slightly shrill voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the host's voice: "There are seven delegates on the rostrum!"

It was the three-headed parrot that spoke.

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

The three-headed parrot nodded in satisfaction.

The moderator lowered his head, held his glasses, and continued: "Today is Wednesday, April 29, and it's 11:45 p.m., and the upcoming hearing is 'April 11, Saturday night, an accident near Linzhong Lake.'" The parties ......"

Speaking of this, the host looked up at the separate seats on the left and right sides of the podium: "One is Seprano from Alpha Academy. ”

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 the sides in the same way as Seprano.

"Very good," the host nodded with satisfaction and looked at the student representatives in the audience: "Now I announce that the hearing has officially begun, and Colmar will conduct the first round of questioning, and students who have questions can put a note on the elf's plate, which will be confirmed by the presidium members and join the second round of questioning." ”

As he spoke, the host pointed to a large ball of pothos hanging under the ceiling.

Zheng Qing then noticed that a group of elves in gray uniforms were clinging to the left and right of the pothos, dragging small palm-sized plates woven by vines in their hands, and after hearing the host's voice, a group of elves holding rattan plates floated lightly over the heads of the student representatives, and another group of elves distributed paper and quills.

"Did these quills give us?" Zheng Qing heard a red-robed male wizard not far from him whisper to another wizard next to him.

"Yes," his companion said in an equally low voice, "but I think we can see what the others do...... I remember the senior said that if you can't even write 10,000 words, the tip of the pen will become bald. ”

Listening to these interesting conversations, Zheng Qing secretly laughed in his heart, and the nervous feeling that was originally aroused by the host involuntarily dissipated a lot.

He glanced at Seprano.

The fat wizard sat behind the table with a blank face, his fingers crossed on the table, his eyes fixed on his fingers. On the windowsill behind him, through the thin curtains, the heads of two mice were faintly exposed.

But before Zheng Qing could carefully discern whether there were really two rats there, on the rostrum, Senior Sister Colma had already begun to ask him questions.

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