In addition to Poseidon, Edamame, Green Snake and those elves, he also manages a group of cats in the cat fruit tree and keeps two rat men in the shop on the pedestrian street.
From this point of view, his reasons for choosing magical creatures are not only sufficient, but also natural.
Of course, the real reason for wizards to choose this course is not the cats and dogs. This matter is private and not suitable for outsiders.
Not even with a few companions around him.
Otherwise, Zheng Qing dared to bet with the tongue in the mouth of the little snake in his ears and eyes that they would definitely make a noise and everyone in the teaching building would know about it in a second.
The wizard had just thought of the teaching building when he heard these three words.
"The stinky old nine who mislead students has entered the teaching building!"
The little stick figure behind the door shouted at the top of his lungs. Zheng Qing looked up and saw that it finally got up from the ground and began to rub its eyes and comb the few sparse short hairs on its head.
This time, everyone in the classroom finally heard clearly what it was shouting about.
"Is it talking about Lao Yao?" Fatty Xin was a little unsure and hesitated before asking his companions.
Zhang Jixin hissed: "Then it's too courageous... Did it call Old Yao a 'monster' before? Aren't you afraid of having its mouth torn open by the professor?"
"Maybe it thinks that the professor doesn't know as much as it does." Xiao Xiao scratched his head.
Zheng Qing re-unfolded the mulberry paper that was crumpled up in his hand, and while staring at the cat fruit tree painted on the paper, he teased Fatty Xin: "Looks like you don't need to draw two tigresses next to it."
In the classroom, other students were also whispering to each other, and from time to time they looked at the little stick figure behind the door with strange eyes, as if counting its last remaining days.
Soon, the stick figure confirmed the students' guesses and shouted again at the top of his lungs: "Professor Yao Xiaomi appears at the entrance to the corridor on the sixth floor!"
There was no lingering sound, and then, the little stick figure howled in its loudest voice:
"...The great legendary mage is about to visit his loyal classroom!"
The students didn't care to look down on the little stick figure who was arrogant at first and respectful at the back. Everyone looked up eagerly and looked in the direction of the classroom door, wanting to witness the honor of the legendary wizard for the first time.
The little stick figure behind the door has a shy belly, head held high and chest high, pacing back and forth in its small space with a serious look, as if acting as a guard of honor for Lao Yao.
Zheng Qing finally stopped hesitating, crumpled the piece of mulberry paper into a ball again, and quietly threw it on the ground.
After the paper ball landed on the ground, he hesitated for a moment, then rustled, stretched out his paws and tail, and transformed into a chubby little mouse. It raised its slender nose and twitched around until it found the right direction.
, immediately moved his four short legs and quickly climbed to the front row of the classroom along the gap between the tables and chairs.
The whole process was very fast, and since everyone's attention was on the door, it hardly attracted anyone's attention.
The reason why I say 'almost' is because Zheng Qing vaguely felt that Dr. Xiao Da next to him seemed to have glanced at him, but when he looked back, he found that Xiao Xiao was looking at the door intently, as if that glance was him.
the illusion.
boom!
The classroom door was pushed open forcefully. Professor Yao walked into the classroom with big strides as usual. Holding the handout in his left hand, he took the pipe from his mouth with his right hand and pressed it down skillfully:
"Sit down, sit down...how was your summer vacation?"
The smooth and noticeable back of the head, the sallow complexion, the smiling eyes, the familiar tone - all of this gave everyone the feeling that the professor at this moment has not changed much from the professor in the last class of the last semester.
In addition to the pipe in his hand, he replaced it with a new model in burgundy color.
The young wizards in Astronomy Class 08-1 raised their heads and looked at the professor on the podium. It seemed that they had not yet decided how to speak, so they simply answered his greetings with silence.
Professor Yao tilted his head and blinked: "It's been...two months, why are you still so reserved?"
"Professor, it just said bad things about you and called you a stinky old nine!" Duan Xiaojian suddenly jumped up from his seat, pointed to the little stick figure behind the door, and reported with great righteousness.
Immediately, he was cursed madly by the little stick figure.
"Liar! Traitor! Scumbag!" The stick-figure villain grabbed a few sparse long hairs on his head, jumped on the smooth white paper, and said heartbrokenly: "I have worked hard and worked hard to inform you all my life.
In exchange for the current betrayal... wouldn't your conscience hurt?!"
Listening to its howling like a opera, the classmates burst into laughter, and the originally tense atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed.
Professor Yao looked at the hunchbacked wizard with a smile: "Swearing? This is a very serious accusation... Do you have any evidence?"
"Yes, do you have evidence?" The little stick figure behind the door suddenly stopped acting, stood up straight, and pointed at Duan Xiaojian: "If there is no evidence, I will sue you for false accusation! I will report it to the school working committee and Dan Xiaojian.
Hag..."
"I have!"
Li Meng, who was sitting in the front row, very actively raised a palm-sized morning glory in her hand: "I recorded everything it just scolded!"
The scream of the stick figure stopped suddenly, and he looked at the little witch with a ghostly expression.
Zheng Qing couldn't help but feel happy. He didn't expect that classmate Li Meng would be able to do something like this, nor did he expect that the simple little face of the little stick figure could make such rich expressions.
The little witch skillfully opened the petals of her own petunias and forced it to repeat what she heard before. As a result, not only was 'Stinky Old Nine' confirmed, but earlier words such as 'monster' and 'the unexplainable man-eating devil' were also confirmed.
echoed in everyone's ears again.
Even Lao Yao couldn't help but become curious.
"How could you record something like this?" He asked the thoughts of everyone in the classroom on behalf of the little stick figure behind the door who looked hopeless.
Classmate Li Meng answered very honestly: "Oh, I just think its scolding is quite nice and I want to learn from it."
Zheng Qing mourned three seconds of silence for the child in his heart. Sitting in the back row, he could clearly see Squad Leader Jiang's tightly pursed lips and stern face. It was hard to imagine how she would be treated when she returned.
punish.
"well."
Professor Yao stepped off the podium, patted the little witch on the shoulder comfortingly, and motioned her to sit down. At the same time, he popped out a piece of chalk and hit the little stick figure behind the door.
The chalk turned to dust when it hit the paper, rustling, and instantly buried the little man in a blanket of white snow.
Classmate Li Meng felt that he had made a great contribution. He sat down happily, looked around, and looked at his cousin with a proud expression, as if he wanted to get a few words of praise. However, when he saw Jiang Yu's stern face, he immediately turned into a quail again.
Please remember the first domain name of this book: ._