When the two big figures on the podium discussed issues and the students in the audience exchanged opinions, Su Ya, who was sandwiched between the two, seemed a bit redundant.
She bit her lip for a while and turned her head slightly to look at her young lady; for a while she kept her face sullen and looked around at the magical halos in the classroom.
As Su Shijun's personal maid, she cannot have fun like her peers.
At most, when you are bored, you can stand on tiptoe and feel the movement and changes of the body's center of gravity under different conditions - but this little pleasure must not be discovered.
So, when the little stick figure behind the door greeted her, the little fox girl immediately tensed her muscles and stood up straight.
"Little fox!" the stick figure shouted in a low voice: "That little fox at the table?!"
Su Ya tilted her head and glanced at it, wondering if she should agree.
Theoretically, in this 'informal' situation, she does not need to fully adhere to the eighteen rules of maid work.
Besides, the young lady was busy talking to the old man who smelled of cigarette smoke, so he probably wouldn't have noticed her desertion.
"Excuse me, can you draw a hat for me... It's going to be winter soon, and it's very cold without a hat." The stick figure noticed Su Ya's gaze, and immediately got excited, jumping up and down and making gestures.
Originally, he could ask the young wizards from Astronomy Class 08-1 for help.
However, in view of the poor performance of this magic portrait in the past, the students in the class united the front and insisted on refusing to draw a hat on it - this is already very interesting, if according to the views of Fatty Xin and others,
Everyone should add two strokes of cold wind to the painting to let that terrible simple painting feel what real winter is.
When Su Ya heard this simple request, she immediately hesitated.
To be honest, she was very happy to have a proper reason to relax her stiff body. But the little fox girl was afraid that there was some profound magic added to the painting, so she randomly sketched a few strokes, but it had no effect, so she lost it.
The lady's face.
The stick figure seemed to be aware of Su Ya's hesitation.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter... Just make a hat shape." It waved its arms made of lines vigorously, wishing that the two thin black lines would break through the paper, turn into two ropes, and tie up the little fox girl.
past.
"The hat is not on my head. It doesn't matter if it doesn't move... I can take off my head and stuff it in." As he said this, the stick figure took his round head away from his body like a ball.
Kicking around.
The three solitary long hairs on its head flutter messily as its head rolls, which is really interesting.
"Pfft..." The little fox girl couldn't help but laugh.
"If I were you, I would never agree to any strange request from a strange magical portrait." A crisp voice interrupted the interaction between Su Ya and the stick figure.
Su Ya turned around.
The speaker was a little witch sitting in the first row of the classroom. She seemed to be about the same age as her, but she had already put on the red robe of Jiuyou Academy.
Maybe it was the red robe that stimulated the little fox girl's self-esteem, or maybe it was the age of the little witch that made the little fox girl feel dissatisfied, and she felt that she should be a little more proactive.
"I have known this kind of common sense since I was three years old." Su Ya raised her chin and said proudly.
"I've known this since I was two years old!" Li Meng immediately refused to be outdone.
"Look at you wearing a red robe...are you going to school here?" Su Ya's big tail twitched slightly.
"Huh, that's natural." Li Meng immediately said proudly, "I am one of the youngest entrants to the First University this year..."
"So you're already a college student..." Su Ya hummed in a subtle tone: "I'm so sorry, I didn't notice it at all... I thought some kid was playing house in the classroom."
Seeing that Li Meng was about to explode, Fatty Xin, who was sitting in the second row, quickly intervened and changed the subject. Jiang Yu took this opportunity to push Li Meng back to his seat.
"You are Su Ya, I have admired you for a long time." As he said that, the fat man handed a brand-new Dharma book forward: "Excuse me, for the sake of our long-standing friendship, please help me get a copy of Councilor Su's book.
Sign it..."
Su Ya did not take the Dharma book from the fat man's hand.
Her eyes were full of confusion, and even the big tail under her skirt couldn't help but droop.
"Do I know you?" The little fox girl frowned, thinking hard.
"Sorry, sorry, wrong choice of words." As expected of someone who has stepped into the reporter circle, Fatty Xin changed his words very quickly: "I mean...because we are so destined, please help...
…”
"But...do I know you?" Su Ya still couldn't remember where she had seen this fat man.
"You don't know me, but I have a good friend who you must know." As he said that, Fatty Xin pulled the young public-funded student out from under the table, patted the dust on the corner of his robe thoughtfully, and smiled.
Hehe said:
"Zheng Qing! Meet him... You even borrowed his little fox! It's Poseidon, the little fox with blue water patterns on the white fur! A very smart little guy... I have to say, your
Great taste!”
As he said this, he felt good and gave a thumbs up to express his inner appreciation.
Zheng Qing, who was dragged out of a hidden corner by the fat man, suppressed the anger in his heart, raised his head, and reluctantly twitched the corner of his mouth.
"Hi!" He raised his hand and waved to Su Ya: "Nice to meet again!"
The little fox girl's eyes widened.
Looking at the familiar face with a red right eye, she took a deep breath.
Zheng Qing carefully looked around, waiting for an opportunity to find a safe escape route.
Perhaps because there were so many people in the classroom and the atmosphere was chaotic, Fatty Xin did not notice the strange atmosphere between Zheng Qing and Su Ya, but he still seemed to be in high spirits:
"I'm not lying to you...this is fate!"
"From now on, if you want to use a fox, just fly the paper crane! We will deliver the goods to your door... That little guy Poseidon likes to play with you the most. Just look at it, and our 'sir' will feel relieved."
Zheng Qing twitched the corner of his mouth and began to wonder if there was any suitable 'shut up charm' in his gray cloth bag.
Before Su Ya could speak, Li Meng was attracted by Fatty Xin's words just now.
"Sir?" The little witch turned around and said confusedly: "Who is the 'sir' you just mentioned?"
This question immediately attracted the attention of the two great wizards on the podium.
Lao Yao subconsciously grabbed the pipe and stuffed it into his mouth.
Su Shijun tilted his head slightly and glanced at the young wizards who were speaking.
"Of course it's our great Merlin Medal holder, our publicly funded student, classmate Zheng Qing!" Fatty Xin handed Zheng Qing his title unceremoniously, patted him hard on the shoulder, and said proudly: "...he
The codename in our hunting team is 'Sir', how about it, isn't it great!"
"Old Master." Li Meng wrinkled her nose and did not continue to comment.