Looking from the street to the bookstore window, the store was pitch black, and it seemed that the owner had already closed. Even if some reckless wizards sneaked in the door and picked the lock and sneaked in, they could only see the dusty tables and chairs, and felt the cold air lingering between the bookshelf.
But in the eyes of Huanghuali, the scene is completely different.
The orange light filled the whole room, and together with the fire in the small red mud furnace in the store, dispelling the chill of the twelfth lunar month. Although the tables, chairs and benches in the store were not shining, they were also clean and tidy. The owner was leaning on the recliner, with an open book "Stairs Manor Story" on his chest, half-squinted and drowsy. The cat wore the owner's black-framed glasses, and his flat face tightly against the window glass, looking out.
Woo woo...
The copper pot on the small stove made a faint cry, indicating that the tea in its belly had been cooked and was looking forward to the owner's enjoying the scenery and having a drink.
"Do you really care about this?"
Huang Huali suddenly turned around and looked at the owner of the bookstore on the recliner, shouting with displeasure: "Brother Zheng's screams can be heard clearly in the whole island of Buji! You are not dead yet! A cat and a dog dare to pee on your face..."
Its yell seemed to wake up the owner of the nap.
The husband opened his eyes and touched his nose habitually, and then he realized that his glasses were being left by the cat.
“Not that exaggerated.”
He sighed helplessly, picked up the copper pot beside him, replenished the cup with tea, picked it up, moistened his throat, and added: "...No one except you have urinated on my face."
"This is a metaphor! A rhetorical technique!" Huang Huali pulled her ears in anger, and the glasses that were originally barely hung on its face immediately tilted to the side.
"The child didn't scream that loudly." The gentleman turned his ears, listened carefully, and nodded slightly: "I promise that most people on the island can't hear him chirping... At least, if it weren't for this bookstore, you can't hear his voice. Listening to everything is a abilities that only legendary wizards have... At best, he was a little scared. Young people always need to exercise more to be more stable in the future."
"You know I'm not talking about this!" The cat helped the glasses on the fat face.
"You also know that I am getting farther and farther away from this world." The gentleman put down the teacup in his hand and sighed softly: "...One day, I will really leave, and he also needs to face all this by himself. Although the children he deals with are not good children in the traditional sense, they are by no means "bad children" in our usual sense. Overall, I think the strength is just right."
Having said that, after hesitating for a moment, the gentleman added: "Of course, if you really can't stand it, you can go to school to slap Ruoyu."
"I can't beat Him!" Huang Huali looked annoyed, not knowing whether it was Mr. Angry's suggestion or that he could not scratch the old man.
"Oh, then you splash the water from my cup." The gentleman gave the second suggestion. Of course, he did not forget to clear the relationship: "It was you who poured it, it has nothing to do with me."
The cat shook his ears and showed a disgusting expression on his face.
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The first university.
Vice President's Office.
Professor Monteria bowed and was about to leave.
A stream of clear and shiny tea suddenly appeared, falling from the sky, pouring its head and face on the vice president of the First University. The guests' eyes twitched, and they were stiff and froze in place, not daring to move.
This tea seemed to fall from the Milky Way, with a star-like color, emitting a rich tea fragrance, illuminating the originally dark office. From the corner of his eyes, Professor Monteria noticed that there were many stone sculptures around him that seemed to be planning to attack him. They did not expect that the house would suddenly brighten, and the sharp claws raised in the air were about to be retracted but not, and his ferocious and astonished expression seemed very funny for a moment.
But that's not the point.
The professor quietly raised his eyelids and glanced up quickly.
Old Man Ruoyu stood above the steps, as if he had just come to his senses, licked the tea stem that was stuck to his lips, stretched out his fingers and scratched his wet cheeks, then leaned in front of him, and looked at the yellow and white cat hair on his fingers and remained silent for a long time.
for a long time.
Professor Monteria silently prayed in her heart that the old man would dry the water stains on his body so that he could raise his head and then take his leave. But the old wizard on the steps seemed to forget that he could use magic.
"Is it fragrant?" The owner of the office suddenly spoke, shocking the guest.
The fragrance is naturally fragrant. The clear tea fragrance spreads throughout the office, as if it can cleanse the soul. Professor Monteria cannot speak lies with his eyes open.
But if you admit Xiang, does it mean that you have witnessed the embarrassing scene of a senior legend? In particular, the other party is Vice President Ruoyu, who has always been known for his old-fashionedness.
For a moment, Professor Monteria fell into hesitation.
"That's how it feels." Old Man Ruoyu nodded thoughtfully, leaning on a wolf-headed crutch: "Your hesitation is just like my hesitation."
"Hesitate?" The professor had no choice but to pretend that he could not hear and raised his head carefully.
"Yeah, hesitate."
The old man Ruoyu showed a hint of melancholy on his face, and his tone was faint: "Hesitation is to slap you to death now and then report a laboratory accident so as not to cause greater trouble to the school in the future, or pretend that nothing happened and let you leave."
It can be seen that the old man did not look like a joke.
Professor Monteria's face turned pale. I don't know why the old man who was quite kind just now suddenly changed his face. But he knew that he had no right to choose now, so he could only continue to remain silent.
Old Man Ruoyu did not care about the professor's stiff expression under the steps, but lowered his head, gently rubbed the yellow and white cat hair with his two fingers. After calculating for a long time, he suddenly showed a meaningful smile: "Actually, if you think about it carefully, some surprises are not completely that bad... Although it looks a bit bad, in a higher sense, it strengthens certain bonds and connections."
Professor Monteria had no idea what the old man was saying.
But he was sure that the old man's words meant more than just one level.
Just as he was thinking hard, the sound of crutches and pestles on the floor came from the steps.
Dong, Dong.
"You go."
The old man Ruoyu did not pat Professor Monteria to death in the end, and just a brief reminder: "By the way, when someone makes his own decisions, it affects the stability of the school. They must be clear that those actions have consequences. Everyone must respect the 'order' belonging to this school... Fortunately, the result does not seem to be that bad, and you still have a chance to remedy..."
Another thing that makes people incomprehensible!
The professor became more and more confused.
"Sir, I don't understand..."
"You will understand later."
The office owner waved his sleeves impatiently, and the strong wind surged up, rolling up the guests under the steps, rolling and throwing them outside the office.