A Jamaican wearing a silver dress stood at the door of West Classroom 201.
He has small dreadlocks, dark and shiny skin, and a strong body. Even through the wide robe, you can feel the huge power contained in the bulging muscles.
There are still more than ten minutes left before class begins, and the classroom is buzzing with people, either talking about the upcoming moon hunt, discussing the recent mysterious monsters on the shores of Linzhong Lake, or simply sleeping with their textbooks in hand to make up for the never-enough sleep.
.
No one seemed to notice the guest standing at the door of the classroom.
The Jamaican looked at the freshmen with a subtle expression, with a somewhat nostalgic look on his face.
A few years ago, he also sat here, chatting with his friends, arbitrarily speculating on the majesty of the great wizards, and casually commenting on the rookies on the wanted list.
But now, he has matured a lot.
Although he is only one or two years older than these young people in the classroom, he already knows that some things are true or false in a matter of thoughts. Some people who make wild speculations will be punished by the secret rules of magic. Sometimes, even from youth,
It only takes a few months to reach maturity.
The midday light shines through the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, leaving spots of light of varying depths on the floor.
The breeze blew and the clouds in the sky flowed, causing these light spots to tremble violently, bringing the absent-minded Jamaicans back to reality.
After a moment, he knocked on the classroom door with his fingers.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The voice was neither soft nor loud, but just enough for everyone in the classroom to hear clearly.【】
The originally lively atmosphere calmed down a bit.
Many people were looking at this uninvited guest with surprise.
"who is he?"
"I've never seen him before...are you a third-year freshman?"
"Is it possible to fail a history class? It's unbelievable... I've never heard of it..."
"It does look like he is quite old...maybe he is the new assistant coach?"
"Oh... no, I came to this class honestly because of the great beauty Sima... If I had to look at this dark face all morning... I would do it all night
Nightmare!"
Perhaps the last harsh comment was made a little louder and seemed a bit abrupt and rude in the empty classroom.
The stranger at the door looked stagnant. He resisted the urge to throw a few small-scale harmful spells into the house and tried to straighten his body upright.
Because he remembers his mission.
So be sure to pay attention to your image.
"Ahem!"
The little stick figure on the sticker on the back of the door woke up at some point and coughed twice.
There are still two snot bubbles hanging on its nose, and dark ghosts can be faintly seen under the monotonous coils at the corners of its eyes.
"The teacher is not here!" It first solemnly announced this important message.【】
Many people breathed a sigh of relief.
This means that the strange black man at the door of the classroom is not the acting teaching assistant of the history class. The beautiful teacher Sima will still appear on the three-foot-wide podium in the near future.
But some remain skeptical.
After all, the bad behavior of these stick figures can be described as "notorious", and many freshmen have been fooled by their lies. Therefore, it is very necessary to be cautious.
"Vice-President of the Student Union of the First University, President of the Alpha College Student Union, His Majesty the King in the Arcana Pentacles, Third-Level Publicly Funded Student, Leader of the Blood Club, the Great Augustus..."
The little stick figure spoke in a high-pitched voice, reading this title with many adjectives in one breath, and then got stuck on the word.
"What's your relationship with Augustus?" It tilted its head, covered its mouth, and whispered to the Jamaican in a loud voice: "What's your name?"
There was silence in the classroom for a second.
Then burst into laughter.
Many people slapped the table, held their stomachs, and cried tears of laughter.
"It's so funny!" Zheng Qing's expression was distorted, he squeezed Xiao Xiao's shoulders, banged the table hard, and said with a smile: "I never knew that simple drawings could be so funny..."
"Image," Xiao Xiao tried his best to adjust the crooked glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his voice was trembling: "Pay attention to your image... You are a publicly funded student of Jiuyou College."
Zheng Qing didn't know where he was being poked, so he smiled and slid under the table.
The Jamaican at the door couldn't help but laugh.
"I'm sorry," he waved to the freshmen and said in a brisk tone: "Although I don't often come to the school for classes... but in my impression, these simple drawings are not so bad."
His voice was not loud and his speaking speed was still fast, but every word he said was very clear and everyone could hear it clearly.
"What did you say?" The simple figure on the white paper behind the door asked loudly with his hands on his hips: "Young man, you must speak responsibly! What is bad..."
The Jamaican ignored it and snapped his fingers.
An elf on the edge of the blackboard quickly rushed down, holding a piece of white chalk, and handed it to the black man.
"As a senior, I am here to give you a little trick."
As he said that, the Jamaican grabbed the chalk and began to paint on the simple drawing with great force. As he painted, he said:
"Although the predecessors used very interesting magic techniques on these simple drawings, it is only a painting after all... and it is just a simple drawing... Don't expect too many magical mysteries hidden between those lonely lines...
You can’t expect this bare white paper to have a profound anti-stain spell attached to it.”
As he spoke, the figure in the simple drawing was covered by thick chalk dust.
Soon, its figure disappeared on the white paper.
"Just like a window, when you don't like the view outside the window, just close the curtain." The Jamaican ended his performance and flicked the chalk into the air.
The elf in overalls flapped his wings, swooped quickly, caught the piece of chalk, and put it back into the pencil case.
There was warm applause in the classroom.
The Jamaican straightened his dreadlocks, tilted his head slightly, covered his chest with his right hand, and bowed lightly.
"Thank you so much."
He raised his head, the humorous smile on his face disappeared, and said in a slightly serious voice:
"I'm very sorry to bother you."
"I am the envoy of His Excellency Augustus."
"You can call me Daley III."
The noise in the classroom quickly died away, and everyone read some important message from the serious expressions of the Jamaicans. Although many people had not heard of the name Daley III, everyone knew the name Augustus.
This is the most distinguished title among Alpha students.
It also represents a huge energy.
The expressions of the Alpha students in the classroom immediately became serious. They understood the meaning of this name better than people in other colleges. Some even stood up nervously, lowered their heads slightly, and used actions to express their respect.
"I'm looking for classmate Zheng Qing." Daley III resumed his brisk tone. He raised his head slightly, his eyes swept through the dark crowd, with a decent smile on his face: "Excuse me, is classmate Zheng Qing here?"
This chapter has been completed!