Therefore, he has nothing to say about the "unreasonable" rumors.
However, the spread of rumors did not stop a little because of Zheng Qing's passivity and patience, but instead became more and more unscrupulous.
By noon, the news that Zheng Qing planned to graduate early gradually spread to a wider range of people as the news of "teaching assistant" continued to ferment, and a new rumor was born - according to those magical rumors, Su Shijun wanted to give Zheng Qing
To build a perfect school resume, he wanted Zheng Qing to serve as the student union president for one semester, and even included Lei Zhe, the captain of the school hunting team and the divine will.
"Of course, not everyone thinks you will be the student council president."
In the dormitory, Fatty Xin brought some good or bad news to Zheng Qing: "Quite a few people think that you prefer the position of president of the Federation of Societies... Oh, by the way, dear brother Qing, if you
I plan to become the captain of the school hunting team. Will the captain of the forgiveness hunting team be vacant? Can I nominate myself? I feel that as the core of the hunting team’s second-level battle formation and one of the founders of the hunting team, I am capable enough to serve as
Excuse me, Captain!"
Zheng Qing had a dark face, lying on the desk, looking at the few elves who were still sleeping in the sunflower tray. From the corner of his eye, he saw the fat wizard dancing beside the table, and a certain famous book inexplicably appeared in his mind.
Pig head who plans to eat dinner.
The two chubby figures gradually merged into one in his mind.
He chuckled, feeling a little better, and then hummed feebly: "Xiao Zui originally had two main hunters. If you want to compete for the next captain, you must first find a way to convince Zhang Jixin... When can he come back?
?”
During the class meeting the night before yesterday, news came from Zhang Jixin that he was hunting dragons in the North Sea with his brother - his brother, Lei Zhe, had also not returned to school. Perhaps this was also the reason why some rumors about divine will began to spread.
Zheng Qing has reason to believe that the hypocrites of Alpha have played a role in fueling these rumors.
"The latest is the weekend, but I think he might be able to arrive at school tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
Xiao Xiao was playing with a handful of counters across the table, carefully looking at the wooden sticks of different lengths, adjusting his glasses slightly: "...Dylan will not arrive at school much later than the elders.
Probably within this week."
Zheng Qing sighed deeply and closed his eyes unconsciously.
The next second, he felt his arm being shaken hard.
"I just need to sleep on my stomach. Stop shaking."
He grunted and tried to raise his arm to knock off the hand shaking him, but a dense stinging pain spread from his fingertips to his elbow, causing him to wake up with a hiss.
"You'll be late if you don't." Fatty Xin rubbed his fingers and snapped his fingers in front of Zheng Qing's eyes, trying to make him more awake: "Mr. Teaching Assistant, it's already half past one in the afternoon!"
Only then did Zheng Qing realize that he had slept for more than an hour without realizing it!
And he felt like only one second had passed since he was last awake!
The chaotic thoughts reminded him of the concept of 'eternal second': a mountain made of diamonds, it takes a month to climb to the top, a month to go around the mountain, and a bird flies in every hundred years.
Sharpen its beak on the mountain of diamonds. When the entire mountain of diamonds is smoothed, the first second of eternity has just passed.
Zheng Qing didn't know if every second of the soul sinking into hell was so long. But when he thought that there was still another semester of such tortured days, he felt that his whole life was dim.
He had to find a way to cheer himself up.
The wizard raised his other arm that was not numb, hit his skull, rubbed his forehead, and tried to recall the last scene before he lost consciousness.
"I remember that during the divination class in the morning, Professor Yi talked about a knowledge point related to dreaming about temples." The young teaching assistant rubbed his forehead and wrinkled his face: "...What is it?"
Because after the divination class, he took another class called 'Second Level Battle Formation Theory' through time switching, so in fact, the distance between him and the previous divination class was farther than that of his roommates, so it was not surprising that he had a memory deficit.
"The ancients said that if you dream of the Dalang Temple, it will be auspicious." Xiao Xiao replied casually.
"Ah, yes, yes, that's it!" Zheng Qing suddenly smiled, feeling that this was probably the best news he had heard since the beginning of school for a day and a half - a really desperate number: "...I just woke up
Before I came here, I seemed to be sitting in a magnificent temple, preaching scriptures to a group of people below!"
The two roommates looked at each other.
All with compassion.
In the end, Dr. Xiao Da coughed slightly and spoke first.
"As the saying goes, what you think about every day is what you dream about at night." The short wizard adjusted his glasses and reminded him kindly.
The fat wizard followed closely and said, "In the divination class in the morning, you heard the words 'dreams about temples are auspicious'. It is a natural progression to want to dream about temples during your nap."
"It just so happens that you are going to teach the students of Fringe College again soon," Xiao Xiao continued to add: "Lectures in the classroom, lectures in the temple... Can you compare them? Are they very similar?"
"So..." The fat wizard spread his hands and made a funny face.
The smile on Zheng Qing's face dissipated visibly.
He shook his still numb hands.
"You should keep me happy for a few more minutes."
The teaching assistant muttered, struggled to push himself up, and walked towards the bathroom with three unsteady steps. At the same time, he muttered: "Where has the time gone? I woke up before I even slept well. I have been studying and attending class all day, and my mind is full."
It’s all about magic divination and talismans. Where has the time gone? My eyesight has been blurred even before I could read properly... Oh, you two, go and hold a seat for me first. I’ll be there soon! It’s still the elder’s seat!”
Boom!
The bathroom door slammed shut in front of the fat wizard's sight.
"Then let's go first?"
Fatty Xin turned his head and glanced at Xiao Xiao with some uncertainty: "Seeing how dizzy he looks...it doesn't matter if you leave him alone in the dormitory!"
"I can't die." Xiao Xiao lowered his head and played with a stack of tarot cards without raising his head: "Isn't Tuantuan still at home? No matter what happens, those elves will deliver the letter."
Snoring!
The fat cat lying on the fat wizard's pillow shook its tail in appreciation. Several lively elves flew around its tail, having fun.
The fat wizard sighed, lifted his belt, and walked out the door, with a hint of pity in his tone: "Even if I plan to graduate early, I will never arrange thirty classes for myself in a week... Living like this is really hard.
It’s so pitiful…”
"Maybe that's why he has three or four wives, but you don't have any. If you don't push yourself to the limit, how do you know how many wives you can get?" Dr. Xiao Da was like a buzzing and sneering wasp.
, gave the fat wizard a hard slap on the back of his head.
The fat man was furious.
Even more angry than him was Zheng Qing.
"I! No! There are! Three! Or! Four!"
The young teaching assistant was yelling in the bathroom, his voice was eerie and scary: "You two! If I hear such unreasonable rumors outside, I will never let you go!"
boom!
Along with the roar of Xiao, the bathroom door was forcefully pulled open, and Zheng Qing rushed into the dormitory with his head covered with foam, looking around with murderous intent, squinting his eyes.
As expected, the two gossips had already disappeared.