Zheng Qing, who had a "red name", immediately became much more obedient and honest. [Read the novel with the correct chapters, search on google]
The next day on Saturday, he had five classes to attend. Because of the meeting last night, the young wizard did not take off his invisibility charm and dust-proof charm for the entire day. For safety reasons, he even went to Qingdao for lunch.
Qiu Mansion.
Those devils wouldn't poison a great wizard's mansion.
Of course, he didn't come to Qingqiu Mansion just to have a meal - nearly a week had passed since the last time Su Shijun discussed his graduation thesis with him. During this period, Miss Su did not give him any tasks.
It seemed that after the conversation that day, the incident had passed and ceased to exist.
Thinking that Jiang Yu usually had to squeeze out time between classes to search for information related to the graduation thesis, but he had nothing to do, Zheng Qing had a strange feeling of being abandoned by time.
"I have assigned you a task a long time ago!"
The owner of Qingqiu Mansion was very surprised at the uneasiness of the young teaching assistant: "Didn't I ask you to take the time to go to the relevant department to chat with the shadow cat? Do you have your chat history?"
As she spoke, she spread a little pomegranate jam on the grilled cod with a table knife, then cut it into equal-sized cubes and placed them neatly on the dinner plate.
Zheng Qing watched her cutting the fish meat and couldn't help but think of his own cut off shadow.
The last time he and his shadow were 'separated', the situation was not very pleasant - in order to escape from Zheng Qing's feet, the shadow did some ridiculous things, such as riding on Jiang Yu's shadow in the sun and making
Some shameless and obscene actions, or hooking up with the shadows of other witches in broad daylight, etc. - This is why he always subconsciously wants to forget this task.
"I don't know where the relevant department's office building is."
The boy muttered, slicing the omelette in front of him vigorously, while searching for objective factors: "And there are five classes every day, and there is not enough rest time between classes... When I have time in the evening, there will be no one in the entire school."
"Isn't Baoyangzi giving you a lesson? I've said hello to him, you can go to him directly." Su Shijun picked up a small piece of grilled fish, stuffed it into his mouth, and glanced at Bose Dong: "
Don’t bury your head in the milk tray!”
Immediately, two fox maids came forward. One used a hot towel to wipe the milk stains from the corners of the little fox's mouth, and at the same time rearranged the dishes and other dishes neatly. The other helped her sit upright, tie her napkin, and did not forget to tie the napkin.
The bow tied at the tip of her tail adjusted.
The little fox drooped his ears and glanced at Zheng Qing with a sigh.
"Don't sigh at the dinner table!" Su Shijun reminded without raising her head: "You are a lady, don't be like the dog hiding in the corner of the room."
Zheng Qing subconsciously searched several corners of the restaurant, but did not see Maodou.
"It's worried about having its eggs cut off by me, so it only dares to show its face when I'm not around."
The owner of Qingqiu Mansion calmly cut a small piece of baklava with cream and put it on Poseidon's plate. At the same time, he glanced at the young assistant teacher: "...do you want it?"
Zheng Qing was still shocked by the indecent word that just popped out of the witch's mouth. He subconsciously closed his legs and replied repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I want it."
The owner of Qingqiu Mansion gave him a strange look, cut another large piece of baklava, and put it on his plate.
Only then did Zheng Qing come to his senses. Su Shijun asked him if he wanted dessert. Feeling embarrassed, he lowered his head and began to eat honestly. He refused to say another word for the rest of the lunch.
After lunch break, before leaving the mansion, Zheng Qing found that he had a sachet on his belt at some point, stuffed with some processed herbs, such as mugwort leaves, mint, neem, lavender, etc.
Regarding the origin of this sachet, Su Man, the head maid who sent him out, did not hide it: "Jingzhe today, this is the insect repellent sachet that Miss Dongdong prepared for you...Miss Dongdong also has it."
Zheng Qing looked back at the mansion behind him with a complicated mood.
In the small garden, the peach blossoms are red, the pear blossoms are white, the roses are yellow, the grass grows and warblers fly, the robins chirp softly, the little fox reads diligently in front of the window, the mist rises slightly at dusk, the spring colors are gentle, and the hard bluestone is wetted.
The two classes on Saturday afternoon are small classes, one is an introduction to dimensionalism, and the other is the principle of convergence.
The principle of convergence is the time-switched course. Zheng Qing is the only student, and the teacher is Bao Yangzi. After this class, Zheng Qing mustered up the courage to stop the old wizard who had not left the classroom and mentioned that he needed to talk to the shadow.
Cat chat.
"Ah, I'm sorry, people tend to forget things easily when they get older...Both Mr. Yao and Councilor Su have mentioned this to me."
Bao Yangzi raised his hand and knocked on his head, but there was no apology on his face. His expression was as old-fashioned as ever: "But I need to remind you that since it 'self-destructed' during the battle of the Black Prison last year and returned to your feet,
Its memory of its initial detachment from the two-dimensional world will definitely be distorted to some extent... Well, to use an inappropriate analogy, it's like you are playing the 'passing the word game', it is the one who sees the words,
It has been passed on to you several times, and it is difficult to retain the original 'true meaning'... Can you understand this explanation?"
The young wizard nodded repeatedly: "Understood, understood... I just had a brief chat with it and made a note... I will use it in my graduation thesis, it doesn't need to be very profound."
"Graduation thesis?" Master Baoyangzi became interested: "What is the title of the thesis?"
Zheng Qing frowned and recalled the name Su Shijun told him: "Well, it is a preliminary proof of the 'Christian-Moonlight Conjecture', which is to demonstrate the help of low-dimensional transcendental experience to the high-dimensional transcendental process..."
"Oh, yes."
There was a hint of understanding in the old man's eyes: "That black cat was born in Xiao Su's laboratory, right... It's a very good topic. I will review it carefully after you submit it."
Outside the window, there was a faint continuous thunder in the distance, which made Zheng Qing feel that he had heard wrongly.
"You reviewed? My graduation thesis?"
He laughed dryly - in his impression, the papers of First University graduates were reviewed by a joint meeting of professors, and he had never heard of a situation where the relevant departments needed to be alerted.
Master Baoyangzi took out a piece of letter paper from his pocket, patiently folded out a small blue paper crane and handed it to the wizard.
"When you want to see the cat, just follow the paper crane." He briefly introduced the role of the paper crane, and finally looked at the boy meaningfully: "As for your graduation thesis... In addition to us, the school also has
Which department has the authority to review? Like this section on 'Principles of Convergence', can you find this course on the syllabus?"