The school working committee office building is not within the scope of the school.
This building is part of the public area of the school and is hidden deep in the forest of silence by the school working committee. Both students and professors can only access it through a limited number of passages.
The corridor at the feet of Zheng Qing is the passage connecting Jiuyou College and the School Working Committee.
This secluded corridor starts from Xihua Garden, is built close to the school wall, and finally disappears near Linzhong Lake.
The entire corridor is covered under thick vines, with only occasional small pavilions for pedestrians to enter and exit.
These pavilions are built in different areas of First University, like nodes, connecting unrelated worlds. They are not only places for pedestrians to rest, but also the doors for students to enter and exit the corridor.
The main body of the corridor is made of obsidian, and the top of the corridor is decorated with many exquisite carvings, which looks dazzling.
It's just that Zheng Qing is not in the mood to appreciate these exquisite arts now.
Xiao Xiao's warning still echoed deep in the corridor, making Zheng Qing always feel like there is always a demon who wants to harm me.
He held a talisman in each hand and scanned the stone pillars on both sides vigilantly.
The ivy clinging to the stone pillar stretched out its branches and leaves unscrupulously, its red tentacles curled up, emitting a faint red light under the drunken sunset.
The breeze passed by.
The leaves of the ivy collide with each other, making a rustling sound that is disturbing.
The vines are like ropes and the blades of grass are like swords.
Zheng Qing felt that these ordinary scenery seemed to contain huge risks.
Fortunately, he didn't encounter any dangerous creature without eyes until he walked out of the corridor.
"Pavilion No. 7." Xiao Xiao flipped through his notebook, looked at the wooden plaque hanging above the pavilion, and nodded: "That's it. Beyond the pavilion is the office building of the school working committee."
Zheng Qing breathed a sigh of relief, put away the deformed talisman in his hand, and stuffed it back into the gray cloth bag.
"I have always felt that wizards' ability to name names needs to be improved." Looking at the warm sunlight outside the pavilion, Zheng Qing felt much better and couldn't help complaining: "Not to mention the First University, the First Hall is so frustrating.
As for the name of these pavilions, I think they can be modified with some more beautiful words."
"for example?"
“For example, the pavilion leading to the school working committee can be called ‘school workers’ pavilion’, the pavilion leading to Baicao Garden can be called ‘baicao pavilion’, and the pavilion leading to Beita Town can be called ‘Beita Pavilion’.”
"What's the difference between these names and Pavilion No. 1 or Pavilion No. 7?" Zhang Jixin looked at Zheng Qing with his eyes lowered.
"It will help us know the location of the pavilion." Zheng Qing said affirmatively.
Zhang Jixin made a vomiting expression.
"Actually, these names are not confirmed by the wizards. Have you forgotten that Nicholas once mentioned when the semester started that this university is a living university?" Xiao Xiao volunteered to explain: "The names on these pavilions are all number one.
The university named it itself. Maybe the university prefers these names with clear logic."
Zheng Qing's hand touching the obsidian pillar seemed to have been burned, and he quickly retracted it into his pocket.
"Alive!" He looked at the corridor covered with vines in horror, feeling unbelievable: "I always thought that was an exaggeration."
"There is no such thing as exaggeration in the wizarding world."
After Xiao Xiao finished speaking, he walked out of the pavilion first.
Not far away, Lin Guo, wearing a white robe, was jumping towards them.
Behind him, Lan Que stood holding his long sword and smiling.
It's late afternoon.
The sun left only a blurry shadow in the sky.
The slightly white sky is filled with the mysterious atmosphere of the coming night.
There is tension in the air.
In front of the freshmen, a dark three-story building lay quietly there.
Silence.
Bluebird said nothing.
After Lin Guo's crackling explanation, the freshmen who had just arrived understood why the two of them were standing outside the building.
"We went around many times, but never found the door." Lin Guo said as he led everyone around the small building again.
The entire building is wrapped in cold, hard black boulders, and the shortest windows are more than three meters above the ground.
As Lin Guo mentioned, this building has no gate.
Several freshmen were helpless in the face of this silent building.
"Didn't the punishment notice mention the method of entering and exiting the building?" Zheng Qing unfolded the bright red notice, facing the blurry sunlight, squinting, trying to find a few secret spells in the corners.
"No." Lan Que replied simply and simply.
"Your cufflinks are really nice, are they alchemy products?" Lin Guo, who was younger, seemed very relaxed at this time, pointing to the decoration on Zheng Qing's cuffs, with a look of curiosity on his face.
Zheng Qing quickly retracted his arms and put his hands into his pockets.
Is this the first student to notice the cufflinks? He can't remember exactly.
After the night party in the dormitory yesterday, Dylan actually found a pair of Bagua cuffs in his collection and strongly asked Zheng Qing to wear them.
According to this werewolf with blood training, hood, belt and cufflinks are the three essential elements for wearing wizard robes.
School uniforms are all custom-made, and the hoods and belts have corresponding specifications, so there is not much room for change.
All that was left was the cufflinks, which became a battleground for the tasteful students of First University to compete for the slightest difference.
This is indeed the case.
After wearing the pair of Bagua cufflinks, Zheng Qing received more attention.
In the alchemy class on Friday morning, Matthew Cullen, who had always been arrogant, said hello to him for the first time! The jaws of the classmates around him dropped in shock.
But this is not what Zheng Qing wants.
Thinking of this, he glanced at Xiao Xiao angrily.
The watermelon-headed boy buried his head in the black notebook and ignored the murderous gaze.
"It's just a small decoration, not a magic item." Zheng Qing was vague and turned to look at Lin Guo: "I forgot to ask before, which class of Alpha are you in?"
Lin Guo looked at him in confusion.
"I'm in Astronomy Class 08-1 of Jiuyou College. What about you?" Zheng Qing added.
"Alphas are not divided into classes." Xiao Xiao's voice came from the side.
"No classes?" Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Aren't there fixed classes?"
"Yes, we don't have fixed classes." The little boy somewhat understood what Zheng Qing meant, and explained: "Alfa only has credit requirements for all students. As long as they pass 60 or more courses in their four-year college career, they will graduate.
If you have the required required credits, you can graduate normally."
"The most important thing is that Alpha has no repeaters." Zhang Jixin looked into the distance with some melancholy.
"Don't you have a corresponding major?" Zheng Qing couldn't help but continue to ask.
"Yes, I major in alchemy. But the college's education committee only stipulates some required courses."
"Like you, I also have three compulsory courses in my freshman year: Fu, Yi, and Wen. But we can choose the teacher we want for each class. For example, this month I chose the Fu Lu class taught by Zhang Huaigu.
Next month I can switch to Professor John’s talisman class.”
"Except for the required courses, you can choose any other courses. The college only requires you to produce a qualified thesis upon graduation."
This chapter has been completed!