Chapter 2525 Before the third week of class meeting
Sunday night.
Before the class meeting begins.
Zheng Qing was the first student to arrive in Classroom 601, East of the teaching building.
Because there was no one in the classroom, the villain seemed very impatient by simply drawing it. He just glanced at the young teaching assistant classmate, holding its head like a potato on the white paper, tidying up a few sparse hair on his head.
The reason why Zheng Qing came to the classroom so early is that it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon when he left the conference room of the teaching assistant group. During this period, he rushed back to the dormitory and after completing one or two homework, he had to hurry to the teaching building. After a while, he would waste at least half an hour on the road.
For Zheng Qing at this time, nothing is more precious than time.
Furthermore, during the nearly six hours of meetings from morning to afternoon, Zheng Qing spent most of his time studying in a state of more efficient than usual. The result of this high-intensity learning was that when he walked out of the conference room and bathed in the bright afternoon sun, he had a strong feeling. If he returned to the dormitory now, he would definitely fall asleep directly.
When going to the classroom, this situation can be avoided to a certain extent.
But obviously, Zheng Qing overestimated his perseverance and underestimated his fatigue.
Sitting alone in the classroom before he finished a homework - to be precise, after his quill just left the first line of words on the parchment paper - the young witch fell into a drowsy state. Fortunately, before he fell asleep, there was an invisibility talisman hanging on his body, so he didn't have to worry about being sacked in his sleep.
In the dizziness, the familiar voices of my companions came faintly in my ears—
"...The Star Hunter said that if Youzui participated in the competition, in addition to hunting and tickets, we also had a share of other income including gambling, competition surroundings, etc.... Of course, we would share it with other hunting teams..."
"...Wouldn't that be the fewer hunting teams you participate in, the more money you can get?"
"...This is not necessarily... the more hunting teams you participate in, the more supporters from different hunting teams will come. With more spectators, the more bargains around the hunting competition and gambling will be larger and the income will be more."
"…Does Yusu also have supporters? Why have I never heard of it?"
"...Why are you saying so much like what Brother Zha said! He doesn't know how to understand it. After all, most of his spirit is in hooking up with beautiful witches. As the main hunter of Yusin Hunting Team, you don't even care about the supporters of the Hunting Team? It's so embarrassing to your brother! Handling the relationship between the Hunting Team and its fans is a skill that every successful hunting team must master!"
"...Isn't the hunting team manager responsible for this kind of thing?"
"… Hunting Team Manager? Our Linguo? Are you kidding?"
Too presumptuous!
Zheng Qing opened his eyes in a daze, trying to see who was so bold. If nothing unexpected happened, he saw the fat wizard's oily face. At this moment, he was holding a manuscript with one hand and a donut with the other. He was reviewing the manuscript while having afternoon tea. Several quills of different colors were dancing happily on the parchment paper under the command of his eyes, outlining a series of circles of different colors and deleting and modifying symbols.
"Nonsense," he mumbled, his voice looking a little hoarse and low because he had just woken up.
The few quills dancing on parchment staggered. The fat wizard grabbed the donut with his hand tightened, and glanced around quickly. His eyes finally fell into the aisle, lowering his voice:
"Brother Zha is here?"
"He has been there all the time." Xiao Xiao put on his glasses, rolled up the bamboo slips that had been wiped in front of him, and signaled with his eyes: "He was here before I came."
"Can he hold back for so long without saying a word?" Fatty Xin opened his eyes wide and looked at Xiao Xiao with a complaint: "Why didn't you tell us earlier!"
"It must be asleep." Zhang Jixin stroked his chin and accurately estimated the truth.
"You didn't ask me either." The doctor spread his hands.
The small corner suddenly fell into silence. At the same time, a mottled light and shadow on Zheng Qing's seat trembled and retreated, revealing the figure of a young public student yawning.
"I heard you say bad things to me behind your back." Zheng Qing rubbed the corners of his eyes.
"That's your illusion in your dream."
The fat wizard calmly stuffed the donut into his mouth, and his voice vaguely changed the topic: "How was your day today? What is the content of the special meeting of the teaching assistant team? Are there really secret weapons? Don't be careless, we have signed the contract... the doctor can testify."
Zheng Qing's expression stuttered slightly.
After a while, he honestly replied: "I don't know."
"I don't know what?" The fat wizard frowned.
"I don't know how I'm doing today, I don't know the content of the special meeting, I don't know if there are any secret weapons." Speaking of this, the young assistant teacher couldn't help but yawn again, and the corners of his eyes felt sore.
Several companions looked at each other.
At this time, Xiao Xiao seemed to remember something, took out his black shell notes, turned over a few pages, and looked at Zheng Qing tentatively: "Ji Guang Jianyu?"
"Golden jade and red beetle." Zheng Qing answered lazily and asked in surprise: "I should have asked you the command... Don't you think this operation is too troublesome and refuse to execute it?"
Last weekend, Zheng Qing thought about using the "meeting code" to identify his identity. Several male witches in the 403 dormitory were interesting at first, but after only less than five days of persistence, they complained and protested against such tedious safety measures. Under pressure, Zheng Qing no longer forced everyone to remember the new passwords that were constantly changing in the past two days. Therefore, he was quite surprised when he heard Xiao Xiao recite the last password he used yesterday.
"Aren't you refusing to answer the fat man's question because of safety reasons?" Xiao Xiao obviously misunderstood the meaning of Zheng Qing's answer just now.
"Of course not!"
Zheng Qing couldn't help laughing, but immediately noticed the doctor's hanging eyelids, quickly restrained his smile and explained quickly: "I really don't know... Today's life is both hard, fulfilling and easy, so I don't know how to describe it; at the special meeting, we were arranged a little 'little hand task', and there was no other substantive content. I spent most of my time doing homework in the conference room; and that secret weapon, in Lao Yao's words, answered, "I know you have heard a lot of rumors, this or that, but I now have very clear needs to tell you that what you hear is not complete.'..."
"Is the special meeting of the teaching assistant team hosted by Lao Yao?" Xiao Xiao held up his glasses and interrupted Zheng Qing's words, his tone could not hide his surprise.
"Yes." Zheng Qing nodded and calculated with his fingers: "In addition to Lao Yao, there are also Qian Jiuzhou, deputy director of the school work committee, Sister Margaret, Vice Dean of Atlas, Professor Simon, Vice Dean of Starry Sky College, Professor Charles, Vice Dean of Alpha... and all members of the teaching assistant team."