Time passes unconsciously in the chaos and noise.
A week has passed since the Qingming Festival last Saturday, and in the blink of an eye it is another Saturday night.
Zheng Qing felt that his time was becoming increasingly scarce.
After class every day, he has to do homework and complete extra intensive training assigned by professors - this is the punishment for his unsatisfactory test scores in the last semester as a publicly funded student.
When you have some free time after class, you should pay attention to the operation of the D&K store. From time to time, the school club association will call club leaders like him to meetings to fill in various useless forms and reports.
In addition, Zheng Qing needs to squeeze in his rest time to complete hunting team training, meetings, soliciting sponsorships, formulating tactics, and sometimes even requires him to sacrifice precious sleep time.
Friday afternoon is a little more relaxed, because after practical classes, many people often have enough time to lie down and rest in the school hospital for a while. If you are lucky enough not to be injured, then it will definitely not go wrong to take this opportunity to catch up on some homework.
.Even a chart accurate to the second cannot tell whether you will have time to do your homework the next day.
On weekends, Zheng Qing is even busier.
On Saturday morning, he would turn into a cat and have a meeting with Kolma to discuss how to find the 'Dr. Duzem' who was banned by the school. Until this meeting, Zheng Qing still had not found a suitable way to reveal himself to the witch.
Known information.
On Saturday afternoon, Zheng Qing needed to work as an assistant in Professor Monteria's laboratory. Although Professor Monteria had not completely solved the cause of Zheng Qing's 'pink eye', the young wizard still learned a lot in his laboratory.
Knowledge.
On Saturday night, Zheng Qing needs to restart the night patrol of Linzhong Lake - this is the price he needs to pay for casually leaving the group during the last Forbidden Demon Festival. 'Fortunately', he is quite familiar with this kind of punishment, and he quickly
Got it.
After getting up at noon on Sunday, Zheng Qing gave four or five hours of his precious time to the gypsy witch.
This is as it should be.
After all, there are no two witches and wizards in love who, like him and Elena, never get tired of being together in class, but then go their separate ways after class. Only on weekends can they find time to sit politely across from each other at a desk.
, write homework together.
That's right, Zheng Qing spent most of his time with Elena on Sunday doing homework instead of in the hotel.
Sometimes, he even doubted whether the two were in love. Or was this the same state when other people were in love? Because most of the other two couples he knew - Xiao Xiao and Sima Yangyun, Nicholas and Liu Feifei -
The time spent communicating is also about learning.
As for other classmates he was not familiar with, because it was about privacy, he couldn't inquire about others at will. He could only bury such things in his heart and be silently depressed. The kind of intimate and friendly state in his fantasy was just that after all.
Just a fantasy.
There is also a regular class meeting on Sunday afternoon.
The next day is a new week.
After a brief list, Zheng Qing found in despair that his schedule was full, his freedom had been taken away, and the cluttered pressure was suffocating. He envied Xiao Xiao for being able to stay in the library all day without any distractions; he also envied Fatty for being able to take
Zheng Qing would sometimes be inexplicably envious for a second of Zhang Jixin, who often went to Starry Sky Academy and then came back to class with a bruised nose and face.
He often touches his silver pocket watch, imagining that like Mr. Wu, he can put his fingers in, fiddle with the hands, and get a little more time for himself. Without exception, this kind of imagination will always be reflected in the sturdy case of the pocket watch.
It stopped abruptly.
"Focus! Stay alert!"
An old school worker with a gray beard and a square face punched the staff in his hand, gave Zheng Qing a stern look, and then turned his attention to the others: "Don't forget what I said before... During this period of time,
The night patrol of Zhonghu Lake is no longer as safe as it used to be. You need to be vigilant at all times and be careful of those smelly guys in the lake who drag you into the water and pickle you as food for the winter!"
Zheng Qing quickly let go of his left hand holding the pocket watch, tightened his grip on the staff with his right hand, raised his chest and raised his head, trying hard to show his concentration to the old school worker.
The old school worker's name is Hemingway. He replaced the old man Verne who was demoted and transferred due to work mistakes last semester and became the new leader of the Linzhong Lake night patrol team. Compared with the old man Verne, the old man Hemingway has a more grumpy temper.
He is also more severe. In addition, he does not keep dogs and does not like to drink.
"We didn't think the Linzhong Lake night patrol was safe last semester." Lin Guo muttered behind Zheng Qing in a low voice.
The corners of the young government-funded student's mouth couldn't help but curl up. During the night patrol at Zhong Lake last semester, Zheng Qing encountered situations more than once, such as fish-men who came ashore, turtles who were drained of time, demonized kappas, etc. Calculate carefully.
Come on, it's really not that safe.
Old Hemingway apparently heard the muttering of a certain little wizard in the night.
"That classmate, if you have any opinions, please speak up!" He slammed the staff in his hand again, and the angry wind lamp hanging on the head of the staff suddenly glowed with green light, illuminating the surrounding area.
The old man squinted, looked at Lin Guo, and frowned: "Are you from that patrol team? Why are you in my team."
As he spoke, he took out the roster from his armpit and gestured to open it.
Zheng Qing hurriedly jogged a few steps and whispered in the old man's ear: "Report to the leader, he is a member of my hunting team... Our hunting team also received corresponding safety inspection tasks from the school working committee, and we happened to have this opportunity.
, so I took him on patrol together.”
Because the protest from the Linzhong Lake Fishman Tribe caused a commotion among insects and rats on campus, the student union took this opportunity to arrange for each hunting team to strengthen night training. At the same time, it reached an agreement with the school working committee to combine part of the training content with campus safety inspections.
merge.
This is a win-win project, and Hemingway naturally knew it.
"Your hunting team?" The old man glanced at Zheng Qing suspiciously: "You are still a first-year student, right? You have your own hunting team?"
Many senior administrators and even researchers in the school have this common problem. That is, they hardly pay attention to current affairs and only focus on their own one-third of an acre. But even if they know this, they hear the old man say
After doubting his own words, Zheng Qing still felt inexplicably disappointed in his heart.
After all, he is also a publicly-funded student of the school, has received the Order of Merlin, and has been a Major Arcana 'World'. In this school, he can be considered a celebrity.
Of course, these flattering words are definitely not convenient to say to the elderly in person.
"Excuse the hunting team, the hunting team I organized last year." Zheng Qing immediately took out the badge of his hunting team from his arms: "Last year, our hunting team won the first place in the hunting competition for freshmen in the school hunting competition.
."
"Oh, it's that hunting team that cheated." The old man suddenly realized.
The smile on Zheng Qing's face immediately stiffened.
Literature Museum
This chapter has been completed!