Yesterday's rain lasted until midnight and it was not until early morning that it would stop.
Early in the morning, Zheng Qing pushed open the window, and a cold and wet breath mixed with the smell of earth and the fragrance of flowers came to his face, making him tremble involuntarily and tighten his robe.
When the drizzle of raindrops in the early spring fell on the ground, it was already in a semi-solidified state. When the cold wind blew, it was filled with smoke, like dry powder, and the snow was moist and crystal clear. It can be called a low-end version of diamond dust, covering the whole world in its translucent net.
The Chinese New Year just passed, and the cold air between heaven and earth has not completely dissipated. The ancient saying goes: Three colds and four warms, which means that if there are three consecutive cold days in late winter and early spring, there will be four warm weather. After this phenomenon continues repeatedly for a period of time, spring will truly come.
Considering that tomorrow is the day for students to return to school to register, if tomorrow continues for the cold these two days, then the first week of school should be warmer - at least the first four days of next week should be warmer.
This climate arrangement is very considerate and friendly to the young wizards returning to school after the holiday.
After breakfast.
Zheng Qing did not take a small duster to supervise Boseidong's reading like he used to, nor did he squat beside the small garden and stare at Su Ya for work.
He has something more important today.
A green parrot flew from the office building of Jiuyou Academy and told the young witch that Lao Yao came to the office this morning. This was the "friendship" he had been bribing the office front desks of the green feathers with delicious bird food all year round.
Before the fog had dissipated, Zheng Qing walked back to Lao Yao's office with his hands behind his back.
The door gods may have gone for breakfast and are not on the door panel.
Zheng Qing knocked on the door obediently, and bowed to say hello when he entered:
"Happy New Year, professor! Good morning!"
Lao Yao glanced at the male witch, suddenly became alert, and subconsciously looked at the sky outside the window: "It was very good... Why did you suddenly come to my office? Did you blow it up again? Or did you accidentally kill a student? I must remind you that the school has limited shelter for any student!"
While speaking, he quickly counted on his fingers.
After a while, the professor quietly breathed a sigh of relief: "I just said... After drinking tea in the morning, the tea residue was very stable, and there should be no trouble today."
Zheng Qing felt a little hurt.
Perhaps he noticed the boy's slightly frustrated expression. The dean of Jiuyou Academy coughed dryly, took out his pipe, stuffed it into his mouth, and praised in a vague voice: "Well, by the way, I heard that you killed a great wizard during the winter vacation? Not bad, not bad, it's worthy of being a public-funded student at Jiuyou Academy, it really gives the college the face."
Zheng Qing reluctantly cheered up a little: "I came here today to ask about early graduation..."
"Oh, that thing."
Lao Yao looked suddenly, opened the drawer, searched through it, found a few booklets, and handed it to the young public-funded students: "This is the "Interpretation of the First University on Several Issues Concerning Graduation Early", "Detailed Rules for the Management of Academic Registration of the First University" and "The First University (2009-2010) Annual Teaching Plan", which contains courses you can take... Do I need me to prepare a course schedule for you? After all, you need to complete five semesters of courses in one semester, and the time will definitely be a little tight..."
"Not a little nervous."
While whispering the professor's words, Zheng Qing took out the class schedule he prepared yesterday from his pocket and handed it over: "I have read all the booklets, I want to ask you to take a look at this class schedule..."
When Zheng Qing looked at Lao Yao happily taking the class schedule filled with spaces with dense classes, he suddenly wondered whether the old man in front of him wanted to use these countless courses to maximize his spare time, so as not to cause other trouble for him.
Considering Lao Yao's performance when he first entered the door, Zheng Qing felt that his guess was very likely.
"Is there anything wrong with this class schedule?" Lao Yao rubbed his pipe and shook the parchment paper, with a hint of confusion in his tone: "The course schedule looks good, there is little room for adjustment. In addition, in terms of time..."
He frowned, as if he had thought of something.
Zheng Qing came back to his senses and remembered the discussion at Qingqiu Mansion yesterday, and quickly took a step forward: "There are indeed two small questions. One is about credit exemption... I noticed that you have an elective course of "Philosophy of Death", which is two credits... I would like to ask if you can get credit exemption from you."
"Do you know what this course is about?" The professor looked at the young public-paid student with great interest.
"It is said that by describing the world after death to students, students can understand the concept of death independently and clearly." Zheng Qing tried hard to recall the course introduction he had read, and finally added in a low voice: "I think I have enough understanding of the information conveyed by this course, so..."
He hesitated whether to describe his experience in the blank place in detail to Lao Yao.
Behind the desk, the dean of Jiuyou College frowned, lowered his eyelids, and his fingertips quickly flicked between his knuckles. He calculated the relationship between Zheng Qing and this course. After a while, his brows slightly stretched, raised his eyelids, and glanced at the boy.
"Can."
The professor concisely agreed with Zheng Qing's slightly abrupt request and underestimated: "The two credits elective courses are not expected to really understand the concepts related to death. In comparison, your understanding of it now exceeds most registered wizards... What is the other thing?"
"One?"
Zheng Qing didn't expect that the difficult things he had been thinking about for a long time did not encounter many obstacles. He was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses and quickly pulled out an application form: "The other thing is about 'plus points' for graduation early... I heard that the first university has a 'special contribution award', which rewards students who have made great contributions to the school... I mean, is Yuzui participating in the black prison battle last year considered a 'special contribution'?"
When the last sentence was said, the witch looked shy and her voice became much smaller, obviously feeling a little embarrassed.
"Think, of course."
Lao Yao laughed, unable to hear any sarcastic sarcasm: "You can easily do things that tens of thousands of demon coalition forces have not done. If you don't record this shocking contribution, how can you warn your juniors?"
Zheng Qing's face suddenly turned dark.
Dongdong!
The brisk knock on the door interrupted the slightly awkward atmosphere inside the house.
Jiang Yu entered the door.
In the morning, she went back to Zhongshan Mansion in advance and said that there was something about a hunting club that needed to be discussed with her family, so she came to Lao Yao's office a few minutes later.