The sound of the coffin board being lifted interrupted the young public-funded student's slightly pessimistic last words.
Dylan's confused voice then sounded: "Tombstone? Where can I get a tombstone? I know an 800-year-old shop, and the tombstone is super beautiful..."
The attraction of cemeteries and death to Mr. Vampire Werewolf is roughly equivalent to the attraction of a gourmet magazine to a fat wizard. It is no wonder that he can climb out of the coffin despite being sleepy at noon.
But the response coming from the coffin - such a bad omen - is very inappropriate at the moment and can only make the young public-sponsored student even more depressed.
Zheng Qing made a strange hum in his throat, like a whimper or a feeble laugh, in response to the voice in the coffin.
The series of accidents also interrupted the anger that the fat wizard had been building up for a long time.
He frowned and glanced at the pile of letters and paper cranes piled in front of the young public-funded student. He picked up a few letters and read them. The blue look on his face immediately dissipated a lot.
"Don't think that I will forgive you if you are scolded,"
He was all muttering, and his figure gradually returned to its original shape, and he began to groan: "I stopped doing this kind of retreat after I was ten years old..."
As he said that, he glanced at the vampire werewolf who was resting on the edge of the coffin and seemed about to fall asleep again, with a hint of malice on his face: "Ha, Dylan doesn't know yet... our Congressman Su's husband has been found!"
Zheng Qing lowered his head and let him instigate him.
"Look...find it...find it?" Dylan Momo Huhu heard a few words, and his slow brain seemed to be thrown into ice water, and he suddenly woke up: "Found it? Who? From our school? Alive or dead? Professor? Researcher? How old are you?"
At a glance, he saw the newspaper held by Xiao Xiao who had just walked in. He jumped out of the coffin like a gust of wind, grabbed the newspaper, and read ten lines at a glance.
Xiao Xiao shrugged and looked at Zheng Qing.
"What are you going to do?" In the entire dormitory, it seemed that only the doctor was calm enough to know what the most pressing problem was at the moment.
"Fuck!" Classmate Dylan exclaimed next to him.
"Stop yelling, Poseidon is really an accident!" As soon as Zheng Qing said these words, four figures sitting neatly in a row appeared in front of him - including Tuan Tuan - while the elves enthusiastically gave Several 'listeners' prepare hot coffee.
The young public-funded student twitched his lips, lowered his eyelids, and with a sullen face, he briefly explained the special relationship between himself, Su Shijun, and Poseidon.
"In other words, Poseidon is indeed your and Su Shijun's child?" The doctor grasped an important point.
"Um."
"And you and Su Shijun have no relationship other than holding hands?" Dylan grasped another important point.
"……Um."
"Well, this makes me feel better." The fat wizard's face became much better.
"It's not good at all... There's no way to explain this kind of thing to others." Zheng Qing looked irritated and took a deep breath: "So... I'm not kidding... I want to confirm that it's not Yin Year. Is it possible for a wizard born under the yin moon and yin sun to be reincarnated into a zombie?"
"Ordinary wizards may be able to do it, but you can't."
Mr. Vampire Werewolf also came back to his senses. He sighed and picked up the newspaper again. While reading, he carefully looked at the young public-funded student. At the same time, he did not forget to sarcastically say: "Don't think that your husband will become a member of the Parliament under the Moon."
, you can do whatever you want, if you want to be a vampire, you can be a vampire, if you want to be a zombie, you can be a zombie..."
"I didn't want to be a vampire." Zheng Qing defended listlessly.
Dylan turned a deaf ear and continued to say sarcastically in a "respectful tone": "...You are really good! I have lived in the same room with you for a year and a half, but I didn't know that you had a family! I'll see you later
When it comes to you, should you bow and call me 'Mr. Senator'...wait, this word has ambiguity...how about 'Mr. First'?"
"I'm planning to die, what else do I want to do!" Zheng Qing was a little angry.
"What's wrong with who hasn't died yet?"
Dylan had already read the report. When he heard this, he rolled his eyes and said in a weird voice: "Among the zombies, vampires, and ghost students at First University, one of them has never died? If you die once, you can
If you become Su Shijun's husband, even in name only, how many people in the school do you think will commit suicide immediately?"
Then die more than once!
Inexplicably, this idea popped into Zheng Qing's mind, and then spread out - it seemed that he had died once, last time in Yin Liana's magic circle... Could it be that he had been cursed by some evil spell, and he needed to give it to everyone?
Will a woman with a slightly special relationship die once?
"For a wizard, an ordinary death is the most insincere apology."
Dr. Xiao Da adjusted his glasses and interrupted the young public-funded student's random thoughts: "If you don't die for a long time, a family with a little bit of accumulation can set up a spiritual summoning circle... If you die for a long time, the worst thing is that you will be reincarnated as a zombie or a ghost.
,Bloodlines……"
"Then what do you think I should do?" Zheng Qing had no idea at all. He opened his hands and his whole body collapsed on the ground, like a pile of water-filled mud.
"Take a break from school, young man!"
The fat wizard snorted coldly and gave a seemingly reliable suggestion: "The sooner the better, it's best to do it now, leave school in the afternoon, at least you can go home without a trace... This is your best solution now... Big deal
Apply to the school to re-enroll next year with a different appearance and name, and start over from the first grade."
"Suspensing school will not solve the problem."
Xiao Xiao shook his head and turned to look at Fatty Xin: "If I remember correctly, not many people subscribe to the "Daily Bugle" No. 1 University, right?"
"No one subscribes."
The fat wizard corrected the doctor's wording: "This kind of third-rate tabloid has no chance to land on Phuket Island... That is to say, the school newspaper needs to draw on the best of others, so all kinds of publications can be seen in the editorial room... This newspaper was delivered this morning
At that time, it happened to fall into my hands... In other words, there is a high probability that not many people in the school know about Brother Zha."
Zheng Qing's eyes lit up, and a glimmer of hope suddenly rose in his heart.
"joke!"
Dylan raised a finger, shook his head, and shook his head: "Such big news... I bet that a group of emails will fly to the school this afternoon, asking every First University student they know... If I
When I go to class, instead of being surrounded by people gossiping, I will dance naked next to Linzhong Lake at noon tomorrow!"
This vicious oath immediately shattered the young public-sponsored student's newly raised hopes.
"Fuck me!" Zheng Qing groaned and slapped her face.
"It's a little tough, man."
Dylan patted him on the shoulder, with a hint of pity in his tone: "The people living in our dormitory are all good kids who don't have those rare hobbies...I can't do it either...I'm too old, my heart is tired, I don't have any
That's exciting... If I had an attack of misanthropy four or five hundred years ago, I might have responded positively to your request."
Zheng Qing slapped this guy who was talking nonsense away and pushed him away.
"Well, compared to the others, there is one more deadly one." Dr. Xiao Da pushed up his glasses and his voice suddenly became very low: "What happened to Poseidon...does the monitor know?"
Although he didn't mention anyone by name, everyone in the room knew who he was talking about.
Zheng Qing could definitely feel his ears standing up.
He hesitated for a few seconds, nodded slightly, and answered in a lower voice: "Yes."
"Ouch!"
"sharp!"
"As expected of a scumbag!"
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