The next day is Monday.
The 19th day of the seventh lunar month coincides with the Bailu solar term. Although the weather is sunny in the morning, there is already a hint of coolness in the morning light, which is refreshing, as if telling everyone on campus that autumn has really arrived.
This is not surprising either.
It has only been a week since school started, and the wizard who is responsible for managing the weather monitor is in a state of enthusiasm and hard work. If it comes to the end of the year or the days when their wages are paid, the weather will definitely not cooperate with the solar terms so smoothly.
To use a rumored joke, this is "celestial induction" - everyone can guess the mood of the weather monitor's wizards based on whether the weather changes drastically, and this does not even require divination.
Of course, for Zheng Qing, the mood of the weather monitor wizard has little to do with him. He still has to do the morning lessons and write the homework that should be done.
The first period this morning is the spells class. The analysis paper that Lao Yao left in the previous class on "Crying is a taboo" must be handed in before class. In order to avoid accidentally crashing due to mutual "learning", I need to go to the classroom earlier today to meet my classmates.
After comparison, we made some minor adjustments.
In addition, Lao Yao's words at the class meeting last night, "If you have any ideas, you can bring them to me in class tomorrow" also deeply attracted the young wizards of Astronomy Class 08-1.
After a night of fermentation, these young wizards have already filled up their minds with questions and can't wait to get answers from Lao Yao - in the wizarding world, being able to listen to a legendary wizard interpret the secrets in person is something that can only be encountered but not expected.
What's more, it involves a battle between wizards and demons, which is even more worth looking forward to for these passionate young wizards.
So early in the morning, Room 601 of the East Teaching Building was filled with students from Class 08-1 of Astronomy.
Even Fatty Xin rarely stayed in bed today and went to the classroom early.
This unknown sense of urgency prompted Zheng Qing to rush to the library and throw two books to occupy a seat after finishing his morning classes, and then hurried to the classroom.
On the one hand, he was worried that the fat man with a positive attitude would choose to sit in the front row of the classroom today. If he was distracted in class, Lao Yao would find out, which was not suitable for catching up on sleep. On the other hand, it was because the breakfast in dormitory 403 was bought by the fat man.
, but this fat wizard did not go to Feiyuan to deliver food today, which made the young public student who had finished his morning classes dizzy with hunger. He met a two-tailed squirrel on the road and unconsciously evaluated its fatness.
The hungry gaze frightened the little squirrel with keen senses. It screamed, dropped the chestnuts in its arms, ran away, its tail swung as if it was a windmill in a hurricane, and disappeared into a yellow leaf in the blink of an eye.
Thank God.
When Zheng Qing opened the door of the classroom and looked in, he found that Fatty Xin was still sitting in the corner where the Forgiveness Four usually stayed, in the corner at the left rear of the classroom by the window.
This made him breathe a sigh of relief.
Thinking that he would be able to eat soon, the young public-funded student happily greeted Jiang Yu, who was sitting in the front row, and also thought about flirting with classmate Li Meng, who was drinking milk tea.
"Drinking milk tea will make you fat!"
Zheng Qing swallowed a mouthful of saliva, gestured with the waist of a bucket, and threatened: "Especially if you drink milk tea on an empty stomach in the morning, a lot of fat and calories will accumulate in the body... Then you will turn from a little beauty to a big barrel mother.
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After saying that, he even laughed twice in amusement.
It's just that this homophone is so cold that no one understands its more connotations except him.
The little witch sipped the straw, puffed her cheeks, chewed the black pearls in the milk tea, and stared at Zheng Qing without saying a word, as if she could force the wizard away.
"Don't believe it!" Zheng Qing felt a little embarrassed on his face.
How pitiful God is, although his reminder was somewhat joking, it was also somewhat sincere!
Li Meng took another sip of milk tea, swallowed the pearls in her mouth, and after letting out a sigh of satisfaction, she raised her eyelids and glanced at a certain wizard passing by her table.
"Wipe your saliva before you speak."
She looked at Zheng Qing with disdain and almost pointed at his nose and said the word 'big liar'. At the same time, she glanced at her cousin and murmured in a low voice: "It's true that the longer you live, the longer you live...even the children's
Milk tea is also a lie!”
Zheng Qing laughed dryly and was about to sneak away quietly when a cup of warm milk tea was unexpectedly handed over to him. The hand holding the cup was white and slender, and there was a string of pea-sized jade beads hanging on his wrist.
It doesn't look like the cheap stuff sold on the pedestrian street.
"There happens to be an extra cup here, let's give it to you." Jiang Yu didn't even raise his head, still lowering his head to preview the chapters of "Standard Spells", and the quill in his other hand was still sketching quickly among the pages of the book. It seemed that
Very busy.
Zheng Qing hesitated for a second.
Then I saw the hand holding the cup shaking impatiently.
"Thanks!"
The wizard thanked him in a low voice and immediately took it obediently. His fingers accidentally touched the slender, cold yet warm touch. He vaguely felt that the color between the witch's earlobe and neck was slightly darker.
"Cousin, that's your milk tea! I bought the Roselle Passion specifically for you! I even asked the shop assistant to add an extra spoonful of honey for you!" Li Meng immediately shouted angrily, attracting the other witches around to look at her.
This obviously exceeded Jiang Yu's expectations.
"Quiet!"
She finally raised her head, glanced at Zheng Qing first, and signaled with her eyes to tell him to get out quickly, then looked at the little witch with a straight face, and tapped a few times on the textbook in front of Li Meng with her long fingers: "...Part 1
Do you still remember the several interpretations of the word 'taboo' that Professor Yao mentioned in class? Recite them for me! So that you won't be embarrassed by the professor later."
The only thing that can defeat magic is magic, and strategies to draw fire from under the cauldron will never go out of style.
Classmate Li Meng immediately forgot her previous "righteous indignation", and her face fell at a speed visible to the naked eye. She finally glared at Zheng Qing's back fiercely - if her eyes could be turned into sharp arrows, Zheng Qing would probably change on the spot.
Become a hedgehog.
Zheng Qing was slightly able to sense the resentment behind him.
This made him even more afraid to look back, and instead he slipped away faster. The corners of his red robe were picked up by the quick breeze and whistled in the narrow aisle.
While running, I sniffed and drank happily.
Perhaps because of his hunger, Zheng Qing felt that today's milk tea was particularly sweet. Even the sticky pearls felt particularly refreshing now.
"Hey, I drank pretty fast."
Fatty Xin had seen the small accident that broke out in the front row of the classroom early in the morning. When he saw Zheng Qing running towards his seat, he taunted him out of habit and at the same time moved the paper bag on the table: "It seems you don't need my help to buy it next time."
Breakfast?”
Please remember the first domain name of this book: ._
This chapter has been completed!