After Zheng Qing refused Xin's interview test, he immediately jumped into the six-poster bed and got into bed. Within a second, he snored loudly.
The other three people outside the tent looked at each other.
"I didn't say what I had to do." The fat wizard spread his hands innocently: "Brother Scumbag is just too sensitive... He gets startled by everything."
The snoring in the tent stopped suddenly, and the sound of grinding teeth was heard immediately.
He shrugged hard and turned to look at Dylan.
"Are you still going to class?" He asked eagerly: "Is it possible to get another extra job and come back... If you hadn't been beaten by Master Ni if you went out at this time, I wouldn't have bothered you."
The vampire werewolf took off his cufflinks, threw them to the elf, and curled his lips: "After such an incident, who would go to class... Evening classes are not compulsory, and missed classes can be made up during the day."
Xin sighed, and when he turned to look at Xiao Xiao, he found that the short wizard had also changed into pajamas.
Faster than magic.
This was a very polite refusal. Fatty Xin was very wise and did not speak again. He sat back on his bed obediently. The solid six-poster bed let out a heavy groan, and the ball that was snoring comfortably shook it off irritably.
Tail flick.
Diagonally opposite.
At the last second before he lay down in the coffin, Dylan propped up the coffin board with his elbows and stared at Zheng Qing's tent. After a while, he suddenly asked: "Brother Zha, you are indeed a wizard, right?"
The snoring in Zheng Qing's tent stopped for a few seconds.
Even through the curtain, others seemed to be able to see the young government-funded student looking dazed.
"Guaranteed replacement if fake!"
With a dark face, Zheng Qing sneezed very hard across the curtain: "Even if I were a demon, I wouldn't care about your tube of unevenly hot and cold blood... The doctor's brain seems to be more delicious."
"Ogres are susceptible to prions. It is said that they like to eat the brains of their own kind." A calm voice came from Xiao Xiao's bed: "Are you sure you still want to mess with my brain?"
A whimper that sounded like a smile but not a smile came from Fatty Xin's bed, as if he was wondering why his companions were still thinking of joking on this terrible night.
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…
The four young wizards in Dormitory 403's plan to get a good night's sleep finally came to nothing.
Just as Zheng Qing was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and hesitating whether to boil a glass of talisman water to help him sleep, there was a very loud knock on the door of the dormitory.
Bang bang bang!
"Who's out there!"
Dylan's coffin board was the first to lift up - night was not the time for him to sleep, so his voice sounded full of energy - the vampire werewolf yelled: "If you don't sleep at night, why are you knocking!"
The knocking outside the door stopped, and then became harder.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
This time, everyone in dormitory 403, including Zheng Qing, climbed out of bed. Obviously, everyone had not been able to get rid of the bad news and was in a state of insomnia.
The lights come on.
The bronze mirrors and evil-proof charms hanging under the ceiling did not respond at all, so it was obvious that the knock on the door was not something dirty. Of course, at First University, even if there is something dirty, it cannot be touched in the student dormitory.
The dormitory door opens.
Standing outside the door were two wizards in black robes, wearing wide hoods.
Noticing the wary looks of the young wizards in the room, the two men in black robes did not hesitate and immediately took off their hoods, revealing two faces that were familiar to everyone.
Thomas and Hilda from the teaching assistant team.
"Mr. Thomas?"
"Teacher Hilda!"
Surprised greetings sounded at the same time.
Zheng Qing put his hands behind his back and quietly stuffed the stack of talismans back into his pocket; the blue look on Fatty Xin's face quickly dissipated; Dylan put away the fangs at the corners of his mouth; only Xiao Xiao was holding his crystal ball from beginning to end.
I don’t know what it’s like to hug a ball under the quilt at night.
"Good evening, everyone."
Thomas greeted everyone gently, his eyes swept over the faces of the young wizards one by one, and finally landed on Dylan's big black coffin, and added: "Good evening, Mr. Talbot."
"Good evening, Mr. Thomas...Mr. Hilda." The vampire werewolf slid out of the coffin and bowed gracefully, with a bit of curiosity on his face: "What can I do?"
Thomas was silent, and several young wizards looked at each other. The dormitory fell into a subtle silence for a while. Only long and long snores were heard intermittently, making the silence a little less awkward.
Zheng Qing keenly felt that the two black-robed men's visit at night was related to the extra number of the Beta Town Post.
The silence lasted for a moment.
Hilda impatiently pulled out a roll of parchment and asked the four young wizards in the room one by one: "He, he, he, he... Do you think any of them don't know about that? You were young too.
, know how difficult it is for a young person to keep a secret!"
"This is prejudice, sir!" Fatty Xin shouted, waving his arms: "You have to believe in the integrity of a reporter, we will strictly protect the secrets that need to be protected!"
"Listen, this is their moral integrity." Hilda turned her face and looked at Thomas, with a hint of humor on her face: "They will only protect the secrets that need to be protected. "
Thomas cleared his throat, interrupting the small interaction between the two activists.
"Today at 9:43 pm, some criminals distributed illegal propaganda materials... The divination team confirmed that Mr. Dylan O'Brien Talbot was at the scene of the incident." The black-robed wizard looked at Dylan quietly.
Lun: "Entrusted by the school, the Divination Team of First University is responsible for confirming relevant matters. This is the authorization letter and identity document..."
He took out a parchment authorization letter covered with various seals and hurriedly waved it in front of several young wizards. The speed was so fast that Zheng Qing only caught a glimpse of "I hereby authorize" the First University Assistant Teaching Group to "assist"
"There must be no mistake" and other few words.
Thomas put away the parchment and continued to ask unhurriedly: "So... Mr. Talbot, have you participated in the distribution of illegal propaganda materials?"
"Did the 'illegal material' you mentioned refer to an extra note issued by the Beta Town Post?" Dylan confirmed cautiously.
"There is no such thing as an exception!" Hilda shook her head and interrupted angrily: "That is an illegal material! There is no doubt about it!"
"Of course, that material was very misleading and was distributed outside the Beta Town Post Office." Thomas added gently, confirming again: "So, Mr. Talbot, would you like to..."
"No, it has nothing to do with me!" Dylan defended himself quickly: "I just went to class. You know, I have the blood of vampires and werewolves. Generally, classes are scheduled at night. I went to class.
Then someone brought a bunch of extras, and everyone was curious, so they stepped forward to take a look..."
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