Maybe because they are both highly practical courses.
The alchemy classroom, like the pharmacy, is located in the laboratory building.
The difference is that the pharmacy classroom is located in the large staircase classroom in Room 301 of the East Annex of the Experimental Building, and more than half of the classroom space is occupied by various test benches and experimental cabinets.
The alchemy classroom is located in 503 East of the Experimental Building. It is just an ordinary teaching classroom and is relatively small in scale.
It is said that the classroom used for the alchemy experimental class is located in the basement. However, the freshmen of Astronomy Class 08-1 have not yet had the opportunity to come into contact with that world.
They are just freshmen who have been in school for just over a week.
There is no class yet, and the noise and fighting sounds of other classes can be heard faintly in the corridor, which is in sharp contrast with Classroom 503.
The sunlight outside the window is a bit dazzling.
Zheng Qing raised his eyelids and glanced slightly.
Several elves in gray uniforms were dancing in the sunshine, holding small buckets and rags in their hands to wipe away the dirt in the blind corners of the window edge.
These little things are always so carefree, Zheng Qing thought with envy, and couldn't help but think about his group of little elves.
Because of what happened in the pharmacy class yesterday, he had some reservations about the safety of the laboratory building, so he left the elves under the care of Dylan and Tuan Tuan early in the morning.
Although vampire werewolves tend to be sleepy during the day, but with Tuan Tuan watching them, there shouldn't be much of a problem.
Zheng Qing thought so and subconsciously ignored the fact that Tuantuan was just a cat.
The curtains on both sides of the window were hung high, and through the bright glass, one could see the tall, silent figure in the office building opposite the laboratory building.
That office building is used by all the faculty and staff of Jiuyou College. Unlike the three-story small black building of the School Working Committee hidden deep in the school, the office building used by the professors looks much more impressive from the outside.
Zheng Qing withdrew his gaze, breathed a sigh of relief, and gave up the urge to lower the curtains.
The unconventional old professor on the podium seemed to be in a bad mood. It would be better to do less than to do more. He might as well bask in the sun more.
A finger poked his back.
"What's going on?" A voice like a mosquito rang in his ears.
It's Duan Xiaojian.
Zheng Qing spread his notebooks and Dharma books in front of him, looked at his nose and heart with his eyes, and shook his head slightly, indicating that he was not clear either.
Like most of the boys, he was sitting in a group at the back of the classroom. He and the good students in the front row who were listening carefully to the class, especially Downton, Jiang Yu and others, had not yet had time to breathe, so it was inevitable that some information was blocked.
The preparation bell for class rang.
The little elves that were originally hovering in the sky flew back to the top of the blackboard with a huff, and sat quietly on their little stools, making no more noise.
Professor Tesla stood up and knocked the desk hard with the spine of the metal law book in his hand.
"Boom!"
The breathing in the classroom was stagnant.
The silver-white classroom door slammed shut with this heavy sound.
Not even breathing could be heard in the originally quiet classroom. Everyone was sitting upright, silently waiting for the old professor's instructions.
"Are you the freshmen in Astronomy Class 08-1?" the old professor asked with a thick nasal voice.
"Yes." The freshmen in the audience answered neatly and softly.
"Then you should have reminded me in the last class!" The old professor patted his metal book in dissatisfaction and raised his voice: "Did anyone fully understand what I taught in the last class?"
There was silence under the stage, no one made a sound.
"What did I talk about in the last class?" The old professor adjusted his glasses and scanned the classroom with sharp eyes.
In the front row of the classroom, Downton was sitting upright, looking intently at his Dharma book. He seemed to be able to see a flower from above. Not far from him, Matthew Cullen also lowered his head silently and fiddled with his sleeves.
buckle.
In the group of girls, Li Meng followed the example of her cousin and the chief student beside her, lowering her head in an effort to reduce her sense of presence.
As for the boys at the back of the classroom, they couldn't wait to huddle under their desks.
No one answered Professor Tesla's obvious question.
"Zheng Qing!" Professor Tesla flipped through the roster and clicked a name.
Tough luck!
Zheng Qing wailed in his heart and stood up neatly.
He vaguely felt a sigh of relief in the classroom.
The students in the front row took this opportunity to turn their heads back, out of sight of the old professor above the podium.
Zheng Qing watched Li Meng winking at him without changing his expression. His brain was spinning crazily, trying to squeeze out every bit of memory he heard in the last class.
"Are you a publicly funded student of Jiuyou College this year?" Although Professor Tesla still had a straight face, his tone was obviously much gentler.
Zheng Qing resisted the urge to cry bitterly.
Once again, he felt that being a publicly funded student was not a happy thing.
"Do you remember what I taught in the last class? Do you understand?" Professor Tesla closed the roster in his hand and asked the question again.
"Well, the content of the last class was 'The probability problem that time is normally distributed in multi-dimensional space'... It mainly discussed the existence, flow rate and change trend of time in different spaces under the dimensional theory..."
Zheng Qing blinked and tried to put together the few words in his notebook.
"...The great wizard Gauss in the 18th century was the first to combine the flow rate of time with multi-dimensional space to verify... In many experiments, wizards discovered that in multi-dimensional space, the speed of time flow is different... The great wizard Lapra
On this basis, Si conducted a quantitative analysis and proposed the theory that time is normally distributed in multi-dimensional space..."
After briefly recounting the main content of the previous class, Zheng Qing obediently closed his mouth and stopped breathing.
"Huh?" Professor Tesla raised his gray eyebrows and raised his voice slightly: "That's all?"
Zheng Qing smiled awkwardly.
"What about the derivation of formulas? How is quantitative analysis? Didn't we all teach it in the last class?" Professor Tesla slapped the metal-cased Dharma book in his hand on the lecture table: "Your last class was a history class.
Is that all you have learned in alchemy?"
I also want to learn more! Zheng Qing roared in his heart, but he couldn’t understand it!
"I don't particularly understand the other content." Zheng Qing lowered his head and answered in a low voice.
There were slight voices of approval from other people in the classroom.
It's just that these voices of support were too weak, like a breeze blowing across the water, causing only a ripple.
"I don't understand why you don't speak!" Professor Tesla grabbed his metal law book and paced back and forth on the small podium, repeating in a very dissatisfied tone: "Why don't you speak!"
Matthew spoke, Zheng Qing answered silently in his heart, and glanced at the vampire in the row in front of him who was observing the cufflinks.
Of course, he didn't have the guts to question the old man on the podium face to face.
"Alchemy is a very rigorous subject."
“Very rigorous!”
“The language of alchemy is rigorous!”
"The system of alchemy is also very rigorous!"
"The attitude towards alchemy requires more rigor!"
“What is rigor?”
"You must not fool around with something you don't understand clearly."
The metal Dharma book slammed heavily on the desk, causing everyone's hearts to tremble: "You don't even know what it means, how dare you use it to infer your conclusions? Do you dare to test the conclusions you inferred?"
You are messing with your own lives!"
Zheng Qing swallowed silently. Although he still didn't quite understand why he was risking his own life by not speaking in the last class, he still decided not to speak.
He felt that his skull was definitely not as strong as the desk board.