"As the saying goes, there is something to think about the day and dream about the night. You have been obsessed with those crows, and they will definitely echo in your dreams... Don't be furious, and the plants and trees are all soldiers."
"Is it possible that you have been in a hallucination recently?"
Zheng Qing lay on the table, listening to Xiao Xiao and Fatty Xin's analysis, and yawned weakly, and a hint of regret arose in his heart. He knew that he shouldn't tell the two of them that speculation, but he still couldn't help but want to ask everyone's opinions - this is probably what people often call indecision.
Of course, because of the silent contract, he could not describe the specific tasks last night in detail. He just vaguely mentioned his "sense of déjà vu" several times, and his "intuition" to the image of a crow once again yesterday.
Perhaps this is why several companions acted carelessly.
Thinking of this, he blinked his sour eyelids, opened the silver case of the pocket watch, and glanced at the time.
It's Sunday afternoon at 5:43.
There are less than twenty minutes left, and the weekly class meeting is the regular meeting.
The survey work last night continued until after six o'clock in the morning. The assistant team found a total of 1,131 traces left after the activities of the black wizard hunting team in the north area where the accident occurred. These included black magic secretions similar to those found by Hilda, as well as some plants that died abnormally, as well as some birds and insects that were affected by the black magic. Don't think that this number is very large. Considering the huge and abundant natural resources of the Silent Forest, these traces of being discovered have been screened by this forest.
"...Crows are originally a very common bird. Do you still remember the freshman trial before the start of school last year? How many crows we encountered at the trial ground!"
Zhang Jixin's voice came from his ears.
Zheng Qing closed his pocket watch, sniffed, and lying in a more comfortable position. He felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier.
Fat Xin continued to nag about his previous views, as if he was talking to him, but his voice became more and more distant: "...Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Of course, I said before that you had a little bit of hallucination because of the pressure, but we have all heard Professor Yi talk about the relationship between dreams and divination... Linda has arranged a little more rumors recently... This kind of pressure is temporary, and it will be fine as long as you bear it..."
Xiao Xiao seemed to say something, but Zheng Qing didn't hear it clearly.
Then Zhang Jixin's voice immediately became louder-
“Nothing is possible!”
The tone of the red-faced witch was a bit decisive: "...The word 'whim' is really too high-end and has nothing to do with little wizards like us... Even those talented fortune tellers, such as doctors... Doctors, do you think you have a whim?"
“It’s possible.”
Xiao Xiao did not deny this possibility, his attitude was a bit tactful. Although he closed his eyes, Zheng Qing seemed to see the doctor pushing his glasses when he said these words: "...Magic is good at creating miracles. In fact, every wizard, regardless of strength, may be "on a whim" at some point... The most common thing is that when facing death, many people will burst out with extraordinary spiritual awareness..."
"Do you think the scenes that Zha Ge'er saw in his dream can bring him death?" Zhang Jixin retorted.
Who knows?
Zheng Qing answered in his heart, yawned again, and his eyelids closed completely.
Because the task execution time of the teaching assistant team last night was on the weekend and did not take up Zheng Qing's study time, after the task was over in the morning, Zhang Yu was very sorry to say that "the new conversion time cannot be approved according to regulations" - this means that Zheng Qing can only squeeze out valuable homework time from his limited vacation to supplement the sleep time he lost last night.
It's simply funny.
And it is extremely feasible.
For students at Jiuyou Academy, they can stay sleepless, but they must not leave homework. Especially for students like him who are known as "publicly paid student", if they do not hand over their homework several times, they may immediately spark new public opinion and rumors - for example, his qualification for publicly paid student is cheated; or his head is severely damaged during the winter vacation and becomes stupid, so he can't keep up with the pace of learning; or, he had a lot of fun with a few witches on weekends, which led to a loss of yang, so he always looked listless these days, etc.
He has no doubt that Linda Barnes will actively take advantage of this opportunity.
And he also had every reason to believe that if the rumor appeared in the end, many people would come forward and swear that they would work part-time in a small hotel. At some point, they saw Zheng Qing bringing XX into the hotel until the next day.
When Zheng Qing thought of those possibilities, he couldn't help but fight a cold war.
After returning to the dormitory in the morning, he forced himself to sleep for a few hours, then forced himself to get up and pour a few bottles of sobering potions to make up for his homework.
The homework of twenty-eight courses is like a hill.
The heavy pressure made him breathless until the class meeting was about to begin, and there was still some that had not been finished. He had no energy to continue writing.
Just like now.
Even if he just sat in the classroom and listened to several companions chatting, he felt his head was drowsy and could not keep up with everyone's rhythm. He needed a nap to regain his energy.
But as soon as he closed his eyes, he felt someone shaking his arm hard.
"Don't move, I'll take a moment."
The witch muttered, her head changed in a daze, but she caught a slightly rushing voice in her ear: "...Old Yao has looked at you several times, I suggest you go to bed later."
Zheng Qing lay on the table, as if he didn't hear it.
But it only took a few seconds.
He sat up straight, wiped the saliva remaining on the corner of his mouth, rubbed the marks pressed from his face, and looked at the podium with a clear look.
Sure enough, I was not dreaming just now. At this moment, Lao Yao was standing on the podium and talking, as if he noticed that the boy was awake. He glanced at this corner with a smile.
"I'll emphasize it again! Students who haven't heard it clearly just now hear it clearly!"
Lao Yao grabbed the pipe and emphasized his tone slightly. Although he did not speak frankly, Zheng Qing clearly knew that this 'referred emphasis' was for himself: "...For some objective reasons, the spring outing for the Forbidden Demon Festival will be temporarily cancelled tomorrow, but the holiday will not be cancelled. Just like on the weekend, you should eat, drink, and play, but don't go to the silent forest privately to do outings, spring outings and other activities. If you find out, remember the demerits directly, the advocate remembers the demerits... have you heard them clearly?"
"It's clear."
There was a sparse response under the podium.
"Hmm?" Lao Yao snorted with his nose.
"I heard it clearly!" This time, everyone's answers were neat and clear.
"Why didn't you let the spring outing suddenly? During the class meeting last week, Downton collected the spring outing project plan from everyone." Although the fat man used a questioning tone, his eyes kept aiming at Zheng Qing, and his face filled with smiles: "Do you think so, Brother Zheng!"
Zheng Qing yawned weakly.
Chapter completed!