Therefore, he had nothing to say about the rumor of "unreasonableness".
However, the spread of rumors did not restrain a little because of Zheng Qing's negativity and patience, but instead became more and more unscrupulous.
At noon, the news that Zheng Qing planned to graduate early also spread to a wider population as the news of "teacher assistants" continued to ferment, and new rumors were born. According to those magical rumors, in order to create a perfect school resume for Zheng Qing, Su Shijun wanted Zheng Qing to serve as the president of the student union for one semester, even the captain of the school hunting team and the sacred will Lei Zhe.
"Of course, not everyone thinks you will be the president of the student union."
In the dormitory, Fatty Xin brought Zheng Qing a piece of news that was not good or bad: "A considerable number of people think that you prefer the position of the president of the club and federation... Oh, by the way, dear Qing brother, if you plan to be the captain of the school hunting team, will the captain of the Yusu Hunting Team be free? Can I recommend myself? I think as the core of the second-level battle formation of the hunting team and one of the founders of the hunting team, I have enough ability to serve as the captain of the Yusu Hunting Team!"
Zheng Qing was lying on the desk with a dark face, looking at the few elves who were still sleeping in the sunflower plate. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the fat wizard dancing by the table. Inexplicably, the pig head in a famous book, which was planned to eat a breakup after the master was caught.
The two chubby figures gradually merged into one in his mind.
He yelled, feeling a little better, and then he hummed weakly: "Yuzui originally had two main hunters. If you want to compete for the next captain, you can find a way to convince Zhang Jixin first... When will he come back?"
At the work meeting the night before yesterday, Zhang Jixin heard that he was hunting dragons in the North Sea with his brother - his brother, Lei Zhe, had not returned to school yet. Perhaps this is also the reason why some rumors about the sacred will have begun to spread.
Zheng Qing had reason to believe that Alpha and the hypocrites played a role in fueling the fire in the process of raging rumors.
"At the latest weekend, but I think he may be able to arrive at school tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
Xiao Xiao fiddled with a plan across the table, looked at the wooden sticks of varying lengths, and held his glasses a little: "...Dylan won't be too late for school than the elders, it's probably within this week."
Zheng Qing sighed deeply and closed his eyes unknowingly.
The next second, he felt his arm shaking hard.
"I'll just sleep on my stomach, don't shake it."
He mumbled, trying to raise his arm and knock off the hand that was shaking himself, but a dense stinging pain passed from his fingertips to his elbow, causing him to wake up in the cold air.
"If you don't shake, you'll be late." Fatty Xin rubbed his fingers and made a string of crisp snaps in front of Zheng Qing's eyes, trying to make him feel more awake: "Mr. Assistant, it's already 1:30 p.m.!"
Zheng Qing then woke up and unknowingly, he had been sleeping for more than an hour!
And he felt that only one second had passed since he woke up last time!
The chaotic thoughts made him involuntarily think of the concept of "eternal second": a mountain made of diamonds takes a month to climb to the top of the mountain, and a month to walk around the mountain. Every hundred years a bird flies, grinding its beak on the Diamond Mountain. When the entire Diamond Mountain is smoothed, the first second of eternity has just passed.
Zheng Qing didn't know if every second of the soul that fell into hell was so long. But when he thought of this kind of devastated life, he felt that his whole life was dark.
He had to find a way to cheer himself up a little.
The witch raised another numb arm, hammered the head, rubbed the forehead, and tried to recall the last scene before he lost consciousness.
"I remember during the divination class in the morning, Professor Yi talked about a knowledge point related to dreaming of a temple," the young teacher-assistant rubbed his forehead and his face wrinkled: "...what is it?"
Because after the divination class, he introduced a "second-level battle formation theory" through time conversion, so in fact, the distance between him and the previous divination class was farther than that of his roommates, and it is not surprising that his memory was vague.
"The ancients said that whenever you encounter a dream in a large corridor and a temple, it is auspicious." Xiao Xiao replied casually.
"Ah, yes, yes, that's it!" Zheng Qing suddenly smiled, feeling that this was probably one day and a half since the start of school - a desperate number - the best news he had ever heard: "... Before I woke up, I seemed to be sitting in a magnificent temple and preaching scriptures to a group of people below!"
The two roommates looked at each other.
All are compassionate.
Finally, Dr. Xiao coughed lightly and spoke first.
"The so-called "that day, there is something to think about and dream about at night." The short witch held her glasses and reminded her kindly.
The fat wizard followed closely and said, "In the morning divination class, you vaguely heard the words "The dream of the temple is auspicious". It is a natural development to want to dream about the temple during a nap."
"It just so happens that you are about to teach students from the Fringe College again," Xiao Xiao continued to add: "Talking in class, preaching in temples... How about you compare it? Are they very similar?"
"So..." The fat wizard spread his hands and made a funny face.
The smile on Zheng Qing's face dissipated with naked eyes.
He shook his hand, which was still a little numb.
"You should make me happy for a few minutes."
The assistant teacher muttered, stretched his body hard, walked towards the bathroom three times, and hummed, "Where has time gone? I woke up before I could sleep well. I have been studying all day long, and my mind was full of spells, divination and talismans. Where has time gone? I have been reading books and my eyes were dazzled... Oh, you two, go and take my seat for me first, and I will arrive later! It's still the elder's position!"
Bang!
The door of the bathroom was closed heavily in the fat wizard's sight.
"Then let's go first?"
Fatty Xin turned his head and looked at Xiao Xiao with uncertainty: "Looking at his dizzy look... It doesn't matter if you leave him alone in the dormitory!"
"I can't die." Xiao Xiao lowered his head and played with a stack of tarot cards, without raising his head: "Aren't Tuantuan still at home? No matter how badly, those elves will also deliver letters."
Snore!
The fat cat lying on the fat wizard's pillow shook his tail in admiration. Several lively elves flew around its tail, having fun.
The fat wizard sighed and lifted his belt, walked out the door, with a hint of pity on his tone: "Even if I plan to graduate early, I will never arrange thirty courses for myself in a week... It's so pitiful to live like this..."
"Maybe that's why, he has three or four wives, but you don't have any. If you don't push yourself to the limit, how do you know how many wives you can get?" Dr. Xiao Da was like a buzzing sneering hornet, sticking his butt behind the fat wizard's head.
The fat man was furious.
Zheng Qing is more angry than him.
"I! No! There are! Three! Or! Four!"
The young assistant teacher roared in the bathroom, his voice grimly and terrifying: "You two! If I heard such uncontrollable rumors outside, I would never let you go!"
Bang!
With the roar, the bathroom door was pulled open with force. Zheng Qing rushed into the dormitory with foam on his head, squinting his eyes and looking around.
Unexpectedly, the two scattered mouths had already escaped.