"The world is getting worse and worse, but people's hearts are not as good as ever!"
"The Yuzui Hunting Team participated in the private hunting competition, but their captain looked dark and knew nothing. Is this just a matter of saying?"
"What does it mean to 'no need to talk, no need to think, no need to vent your anger'! I am still alive, so they plan to seek power and usurp the throne and undermine me as the captain. If I lie in the school hospital one day, they will not be able to take out the funds of the hunting team?"
During the clone deformation class on Thursday afternoon, Zheng Qing angrily complained to Jiang Yu about some of the remarks of Xiao Xiao and Fatty Xin last night. Although most of these complaints were joking tone, it is undeniable that the captain, who was rarely "active" once yesterday, was splashed with several basins of cold water, so that he was still resentful until this afternoon.
Jiang Yu listened with a smile, but without any pause in his hands, he unfolded the magic book and turned a kitten carved from wood into a living, and ran around the two of them in a hurry.
Now is the practical part of the transformation class. Lao Yao is lazily lying on the rocking chair by the window, biting his pipe, enjoying the beautiful sunshine of spring. The green mist that rose up wrapped him inside, making Zheng Qing almost forget his existence.
"Okay, don't get angry about such trivial matters. Bad mood will not only affect your spells and learning progress, but will also make you unlovable," perhaps I felt that the last word was a little strange. After the witch said this, she paused and added as if nothing had happened: "... Just like Li Neng, Li Meng and I don't like how it looks when we are in a bad mood."
Zheng Qing was scratched by the words "cute".
But he couldn't continue to ask the witch where he was cute. Zheng Qing clearly remembered that when he first entered school in his freshman year, he went wandering for the first time. Ilena once said that he was "cute" - different people used the same word to describe themselves, so what must be the place he really suited to that word.
"Plush bears will also be in a bad mood?" He asked without saying a word.
Li Neng is the name of Li Meng's plush bear alchemy doll. In addition to his endless chattering mouth, what Zheng Qing is most impressed with is its name. In the words of Fatty Xin, Li Neng is Li Neng's name after cutting off his nails.
"certainly."
The witch replied seriously: "A healthy plush bear has clean hair, fluffy body, and shiny glass eyeballs. A plush bear in a bad mood has dark eyes, the cotton wool in the body will be clumped, and the smell will become smelly... This classmate in a bad mood, you don't want to become smelly either!"
Speaking of this, she couldn't help laughing first.
"Okay...it's your turn."
After holding back the laughter, the witch put away the magic book, bent down and took the running wooden kitten on the ground into her arms, scratched its chin, then pulled the long hair that had fallen by her ears, reached out to make an invitation, and signaled Zheng Qing to start practicing deformation.
The kitten cried, lying obediently between the witch's arms. The movement of raising claws, shaking ears and shaking tails is no different from that of a real cat, and it almost makes people ignore that it was originally made of wood.
Zheng Qing couldn't help but step forward and touch the little wooden cat first. The hard wood became soft and fluffy under the influence of magic, as if it was covered with a layer of real flesh and blood.
"It's so amazing."
He praised, his eyes involuntarily landed on the white jade that Jiang Yu hung on his waist - the jade had almost turned into a real kitten, but it was still a dead thing - and his black jade that he had gotten at the same time as the witch had only a vague cat shape at this moment.
The boy felt his cheeks slightly hot, and he quietly stuffed his black jade deeper into the belt. At the same time, he opened the copper-plate Dharma book, looked at another piece of wood in the open space, cleared his throat, and recited the front spell:
"It is a break or a move, and the square is a pious!"
An invisible chisel seemed to appear in the air, landing on the piece of wood, hanging it in the air, cutting, cutting branches, and shaving, slowly processing it into the shape of a cat. The wood chips fell like snowflakes under the witch's gaze. In just a moment, the second wooden kitten appeared in the open space in the classroom.
However, compared with the witch's kitten, every detail of Zheng Qing's wooden cat looks much rougher.
Then, the male witch recited the subsequent spell, which drove the wooden cat to start to move slowly, from nodding, shaking its head, shaking its ears, pulling its ears, shaking its claws and shaking its tail. Perhaps because there was a cat living in his heart, the wooden cat under his spell performed more like a real cat than Jiang Yu's, and every move appeared vividly.
"...So, are we going to watch the private hunting competition held by the Starry Sky Hunter Team on Saturday?" Mumao's outstanding performance finally gave Zheng Qing the courage to chat again: "There is no need to participate in the whole process. I took a look at their competition schedule. If we seize the time, after the afternoon class, we can have dinner while watching a game in the viewing area...it will not affect the two classes in the evening."
“Saturday?”
Jiang Yu took out a small notebook and checked her itinerary. Just when Zheng Qing thought it was basically right, a witch heard a small scream from her ear: "Ah! I almost forgot... Saturday won't work, neither of us has time!"
The male witch looked up with a confused look on her face and looked at the witch, not understanding what it means to "we both have no time".
Losing his gaze, the little wooden cat on the ground immediately began to have fun, shaking his head and running to the witch's feet, climbing on her calves, trying to play with its only companion.
"This Friday to Sunday is Shanglin Yuan Chunshou. You have to go with me to deal with the scene on Saturday and Sunday." The witch threw out a big bomb in an understatement. He noticed that the male witch was bombed and looked confused. She emphasized: "You have agreed to me for this matter!"
Bang!
Zheng Qing's wooden kitten suddenly grew bigger due to his imbalance in magic, turning into a tiger, almost knocking the witch down. While the male witch was rushing to shrink it again, she finally remembered that she had vaguely agreed to such a thing.
But that seemed to be before the new semester schedule was confirmed. The heavy workload in the past month of school had already made him forget all this troublesome thing.
"Shang Lin Yuan Chunshou?" He murmured and repeated the word.
"That's right!"
Jiang Yu put away his small notebook and nodded happily: "So, on Saturday, they participated in their private hunting competition, we participated in our Shanglinyuan Spring Tournament, and we will not interfere with each other!... It will be Friday tomorrow. Remember to hand over the fake note to Feifei. I have already greeted the professors. Professor Yao agreed to you and I leave the school."
Zheng Qing subconsciously turned his head and looked at a legendary wizard basking in the sun by the window.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that at this moment, the smoke covering Lao Yao’s body became more intense, covering his body more and more blurred.