"What if some wizard is confused and stupid for a moment?"
Xiao Xiao did not mock the roughness and randomness of the 'free physical examination' plan. Instead, he was very interested in the physical examination coupon. He used various detection magic to carefully check the traces on it, and at the same time exclaimed: "It's very clean, very clean... and no effective information left. Letting several newly established small clubs of first-year students come forward will neither make people catch the handle nor leak your fox tail. The devil in your secret club is indeed very cunning."
Unlike the doctor, Fatty Xin is more concerned about another thing.
"You will attend the secret meeting of the assistant coach tomorrow, right?" The fat wizard held a small notebook in his hand, staring at Zheng Qing, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, with a full face full of enthusiasm.
Zheng Qing felt as if he saw an inflated version of edamame.
But he didn't react at the first time what the fat wizard was saying: "Secret meeting? What secret meeting? Isn't tomorrow a weekend?"
"It's the one held in the conference room of the teaching assistant group!" Fatty Xin stretched out his thick finger and knocked on his forehead: "I remember very clearly that you received an invitation last Sunday, and then you were so entangled that you didn't make a decision the next day!"
"Oh! You said that!"
Zheng Qing suddenly realized and then wondered: "There is indeed such a meeting, and I didn't refuse it in the end... It should be necessary, well, I mean I will attend. Why, are you very interested in it? When did it become a secret meeting?"
The "you" he said is naturally the "school newspaper editorial department" behind the fat wizard.
"Don't mention it!"
Fat Xin immediately showed a bitter and revengeful expression when he heard this: "Originally we thought it was just an ordinary meeting of the teaching assistant group. Who knew that the Beta Town Post got the news from somewhere, saying that this meeting was related to the creation of secret weapons by the Fringe Academy! So it was called a "secret meeting" in private... Of course, these statements were only circulated among well-informed people. If you sit in the wandering bar these two days, you will know that seven or eight tables of guests are discussing this matter... But in this way, we become very passive. If you don't interview, if you rob the headlines of the Post, we seem to be very unprofessional; if you interview, the teaching assistant group is very strict this time..."
Wander.
When Zheng Qing heard this familiar word, he felt particularly unfamiliar. He could not even remember when he last wandered and what he had done.
Xiao Xiao moved his attention away from the free physical examination ticket in his hand and looked at the fat wizard with interest: "The secret weapon of the Fringe Academy? What secret weapon?"
"If I know, do I still need to ask Brother Qing? If I know what weapon it is, can I still call it a secret weapon?"
The fat wizard used two consecutive rebellious questions, and rarely despised the doctor. Then he took out a dried fruit box from his arms with his backhand and sent it to Zheng Qing enthusiastically: "You have worked hard recently in your studies and can't eat well. These nuts are both nutritious and delicious. Chewing a few when doing your homework will not waste time... It's not enough to ask me to get it! Please send me a message if you want to eat!"
He slapped his chest with a thump.
Zheng Qing opened the wooden lid, stretched out his finger, picked up a big pine nut from it, weighed it, and pondered for a moment: "I remember you complained yesterday, saying that it would be troublesome to report a code to talk to me every day?"
"That's what Dylan said! It's definitely not what I mean!"
Fatty Xin pointed to the empty black coffin of the Vampire Werewolf at the moment, and said righteously: "There are too many villains in the school with ulterior motives. Just as Lao Yao emphasized in every class meeting, safety issues are more important than Mount Tai. Safety needs to be discussed every month, weekly, every day, and no matter how much you pay attention to it... The code system you invented is simple and effective. I think if you are willing to submit an explanatory manuscript, the editorial department will definitely be willing to pay you enough manuscripts!"
"Well, there is no need to go to the newspaper." Zheng Qing was a little self-aware and threw the pine nut into his mouth with satisfaction. After chewing it, he felt that the smell was full of fragrance.
Then he picked up a cashew from the box and squinted at the fat wizard with a smile on his face: "If Su Ya doesn't bring me breakfast tomorrow morning..."
Because she was worried that dining in a public cafeteria would be risky, Zheng Qing had been in Qingqiu Mansion for a week, and was responsible for delivering food to him. In the first few days, because she could come to school from time to time, the little fox girl was very active and could deliver it on time every time. But as time went by, she found that she had delivered it for a while early or late. After Zheng Qing could not starve to death, she immediately became much lazy.
For example, lunch today, less than half an hour before the afternoon class began, Su Ya hurried over and stuffed the lunch box into the hand of the witch. Zheng Qing clearly saw a few suspicious red short hairs on the lunch box, and suspected that she went to the pet garden to play with the little foxes.
"Didn't this meatball be bitten by the Jiu Lama?" The male witch fooled her with the dish on the plate. Jiu Lama was a red fox in the pet garden and was once Poseidon's fun companion.
Upon hearing this, Su Ya couldn't help but open her eyes: "Nine Lama never drank your meatball soup. It only ate a few shrimps, and it ate the whole thing!"
The wizard suddenly felt depressed.
"Aren't you afraid that I will tell Sister Su Man?" He picked up a fox hair with his finger and handed it to Su Ya.
The little fox's ears suddenly came out of his hair, and glanced at the boy with contempt, and said with a stern voice: "How old is you, you're going to complain... I'm obviously asking the fox to help you test the poison!"
In terms of sharp teeth and sharp mouths, Zheng Qing could not defeat this little fox, so he could only pinch his nose and finish it with a picky meal.
But he was determined to open up a new path of "just eat".
At this moment, Fatty Xin, the well-known gourmet, rushed over, and there was no better choice than him. Zheng Qing naturally wanted to give him a "opportunity".
The fat wizard is worthy of being an excellent reporter who once took golden feathers in the editorial department of the school newspaper. He knew the eloquence when he heard the song. He almost immediately showed a 'shocked and angry' expression: "That little fox is so irresponsible? There is nothing 'tomorrow' and 'the day after tomorrow'! I will give me all the morning, noon and evening meals for seven days next week. It is absolutely safe and absolutely nutritious, and I will try every dish before giving it to you!"
Zheng Qing rolled his eyes silently.
"I don't guarantee how much I heard at the meeting can reveal to you, but I will definitely tell you what I can say." While speaking, he pulled out a piece of parchment paper and a golden bean from his pocket and handed it to Xiao Xiao: "Doctor, according to what I just discussed, please help us draw a simple contract..."