Zheng Qing was a little uneasy during the entire magical literature class.
He felt that Professor Monteria must have regretted recommending him as a teaching assistant, otherwise why would he look at him a few more times during class, and his eyes were full of blame?
Fortunately, he is now a transparent person and can pretend that he does not exist.
Yes, transparent people.
Zheng Qing, who had experienced many situations, felt that the upcoming doubts and noise were noticed before the public opinion storm broke out, and wisely chose the same plan as last year's response to the "Su Shijun incident" and began to become an invisible person.
The advantage of doing this is that he can focus more on the scary new course schedule with many subjects; but the disadvantage is that it has added another new rumor in the institution - under the strong operation of a well-known member of the Moonlight, a sophomore young public-funded student is about to receive the first university honorary graduation certificate, and can be recognized by the school without the registration of a wizard assessment. He has obtained many formal teaching positions that outstanding graduates have been eagerly aware of. Recently, someone will not attend classes again.
When I first heard this kind of remark, Zheng Qing smiled on his face, but his heart was invisible.
He has become desensitized to this level of rumors.
But when a transparent person is truly transparent, he is ultimately different. As two vice deans of the Fringe College recommended at the same time, the dean of Jiuyou College notified that the assistant professor recognized by the First University, he could not be truly transparent.
Originally, he thought that the magic literacy class was over, so he immediately asked Professor Monteria for instructions on the syllabus, but after the course, the podium was immediately crowded with a group of enthusiastic young wizards - some of them were asking about content they didn't understand in the class or questions about after-class exercises; but more people were curious about the newly established academy.
Even there were many curious people coming from the classroom entrance.
Professor Monteria is one of the few places where everyone can get first-hand news.
Seeing that the people around him were reluctant to disperse for a while, Zheng Qing had no choice but to take the time-changing course first.
Tuesday afternoon was a secret text of the talisman, which was about the content of the ending part of the talisman. For Zheng Qing, this was a rare and light course. After the class was over, the lecturer on the stage had just left, and he rushed out of the classroom and ran all the way, waiting at the door of the office building in advance for Professor Monteria who had not yet been "off".
The classroom for this class of Fujiao Miwen is on the first floor of the teaching building.
The high-level magical literature is on the second floor of the teaching building.
Because the two classes were over at the same time, in theory, Zheng Qing must have arrived at the office before Professor Monteria. This is true. When he ate the third bacon sandwich at the door of the office, the professor with a stern expression and gray temples returned to the teaching building.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Zheng Qing felt that Professor Monteria smiled at him.
This must be an illusion. The boy told himself in his heart that he had worked as an assistant in Professor Monteria's laboratory and knew that the harsh old wizard almost never smiled.
"Thanks for your hard work."
This was the first sentence the professor said to Zheng Qing, which immediately moved the young wizard.
At the same time, the boy also noticed that compared to the situation when he met at Qingqiu Mansion some time ago, the illusory feeling that seemed close to the distance surrounding Professor Monteria is almost gone.
In my impression, it took Colma several months to restrain the abnormality after advancement.
This is probably the difference between a senior registered wizard and a lucky wizard after advancement.
"Not hard, no hard work."
While the above thought flashed through Zheng Qing's mind, he tried hard to swallow the sandwich in his mouth, and was choked to death, with an extremely embarrassed expression: "You... do you know I'm waiting for you here? What I mean..."
"Just just went downstairs to meet Professor Yi. He suggested that I go back to the office and someone would look for him."
Professor Monteria pushed open the office door and signaled the boy to come in too, and then hung the pointed hat on the hanger at the door: "If it weren't for his reminder, I'd probably have gone to the Sakura Tavern now... Well, I probably guessed your purpose... Qingcha? Black tea? Sorry, there are only these two kinds of drinks in the office... Old Yao said that you still have classes tonight, so thank you for your hard work."
With these idle but compact words, two glasses containing different drinks clashed around Zheng Qing, and the water flew away, but miraculously, no drop of tea was splashed out, as if two acrobats with superb skills.
The young wizard respectfully took the cup of light green tea.
"No, no, no, no, no, no..." He repeated these words vaguely like a repeater, took a few sips of tea, and finally felt that his throat was not so blocked.
Because there is only one hour off between afternoon class and evening class, he must seize every minute and every second, including dinner, which he asked Fatty Xin to help him buy it in advance.
"Thank you hard, don't fool yourself like this."
Professor Monteria suddenly stopped, turned around, and pinched Zheng Qing's arm and shoulders twice. Her blue-gray eyes stared at the young wizard in front of her like an eagle-eyed look, looking up and down: "Have you discovered something unusual?"
The muscles on Zheng Qing's arm subconsciously tensed, and the glass in his hand immediately made a faint sound of rupture. He blinked his eyes and showed a little embarrassment on his face.
He knew that the cup in his hand seemed intact now, but the inside was broken. It was likely that when he made tea, it would shatter and splash the elves in glass scraps.
Professor Monteria raised an eyebrow, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, but she immediately disappeared.
"No, there is no abnormality." Zheng Qing held the teacup and suddenly became restrained, murmured: "Hug, sorry, professor, I didn't mean it..."
"But it's much better than before, right?"
The professor waved happily, and the door of a standing cabinet in the distance opened with a whirring sound, and rows of shiny laboratory tools flew out of the cabinet, like a group of little angels with spreading their wings: "Compared with the last time at Qingqiu Mansion, this time, at least you didn't crush the cup directly. This is a very gratifying progress, isn't it? So, this time you want to do a further inspection? Indeed, compared to outside, the school's inspection conditions are better, and the inspections that can be done are more comprehensive."
Zheng Qing slowly reacted, and Professor Monteria seemed to have misunderstood his purpose.
At the same time, from the corner of his eyes, he also noticed that among the experimental supplies lined up in neatly, there were dozens of different types of knives, all of which were large and small. He looked straight and his eyes were straightened. The battle between the two suddenly appeared in his mind as he was lying on the laboratory bench and being sliced finely.