When Zheng Qing returned to the 403 dormitory with the good news that "Spring Shou will most likely not be cancelled", Xiao Xiao and Xin also inquired about similar information from their respective channels.
With the confirmation of the three parties, it can be confirmed that the disappearing Horse tribe was the fuse of this temporary ban.
"It's a pity that this spring hunt has nothing to do with me."
Zheng Qing shook his head, shrugged his shoulders, stuffed a box of cake into Fatty Xin's arms. His tone was filled with a bit of gratitude and regret, and he seemed very begging: "...it's like your final exam, it has nothing to do with me."
Because of early graduation, the course arrangements of Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu are very different from those of ordinary sophomore students. Not only does he not need to participate in the mid-term and final assessments, but he also does not need to participate in any collective activities held by schools and clubs.
In other words, his only task this semester is to study and then graduate.
The fat wizard ignored Zheng Qing's "no matter" with a little hypocritical nature - compared to that, he cared more about the fragrant cakes in the cardboard box in his hand.
"So fresh! I can actually eat the delicious food that Brother Zha gave me... It's not the residue! It's really the sun hitting the west! Didn't you go to the office of the teaching assistant team? Where did the cake boy come from!"
He fussed and looked suspiciously at the box in his hand, then looked at Zheng Qing: "Don't tell me that you have hooked up with a new girlfriend in the teaching assistant team... Don't explain, I believe, but you really shouldn't be like this, it's too unreasonable!"
The fat wizard shook his head earnestly, looking worried, sighing that the world was getting worse and worse, but hesitating. In the blink of an eye, he had picked up a cake from the box and stuffed it into his mouth.
Then he narrowed his eyes with satisfaction.
"...But if your new girlfriend is willing to give you a box of cakes every day, I can also change my position a little bit," he added with a low principle: "Of course, it is not affected by the reputation of Councillor Su."
Zheng Qing looked at him silently.
Xiao Xiao kindly reminded the fat wizard: "If I were you, I would definitely not eat anything given to Zha Brother... How do you feel? Do you want to go to the school hospital?"
Xin's fat face immediately became stiff.
Gudong.
He finally chose to swallow the things in his mouth into his stomach, and then smiled reluctantly: "It's not that exaggerating... Maybe this was given to him by Squad Leader Jiang or Member Su?"
"Have you seen him share with us the delicious food given by Jiang Yu or Senator Su?"
Dr. Xiao Da exposes the fat wizard's fantasy incisively and smacks his lips: "As for whether it is exaggeration or not... Have you forgotten the gifts and greeting cards he received after his relationship with Senator Su was exposed last year? You have also been in contact with Senator Su's fanatical fans, and you should know that those lunatics can do everything. Not to mention that last Thursday, three beautiful little witches wearing Qingqiu robes held his legs and called him dad in his class, which definitely aroused the murderous intent of many people..."
"Not that exaggerated, not that exaggerated."
This time, Zheng Qing said this. He smiled dryly and corrected the doctor's description: "Zheng Suyi and Ersan did not hold my legs and call him dad... Moreover, if it was really a cake given by unknown people, I wouldn't be able to give it to the fat man directly, right? I still have a bottom line in doing things."
"Haha." The doctor sneered.
The fat man was furious and grabbed the cakes in the box, stuffed them directly into his mouth without looking at the quantity, and roared in a vague voice: "In other words, do you know that these cakes may have problems? Give them to me? Don't stop me! Let me poison myself! You will regret treating your friends so cold-bloodedly!"
Zheng Qing worked very hard to swallow the words "No one stops you" that rushed to his mouth.
"Who gave the things?" Xiao Xiao poked Zheng Qing.
"Thomas." Zheng Qing answered honestly.
"Thomas of the Assistant Team? The interviewer you entered?"
Xiao Xiao's frowning relieved a little. It was obvious that the cake given by a school teacher was completely different from that given by an unknown person. The fat wizard must have thought of this, and his anger immediately dissipated a lot. He picked up a piece of cake from the box again and stuffed it into his mouth, showing his enjoyment on his face.
"Why did he give you a box of cakes? Why do you think the things he gave are unsafe?" Xiao Xiao was not disturbed by the name of the assistant teacher, and he was very sober and threw out two very sharp questions.
Zheng Qing scratched his head.
"It's not that I feel unsafe," he glanced at the box in the fat wizard's hand and explained in a low voice: "It just feels a bit subtle, not a bad feeling, not a good feeling, somewhere between the two. As for why he gave me a box of cakes, I think it should be considered nutritional expenses..."
"Nutrition fee?" Fatty Xin finally became a little interested.
Zheng Qing hesitated, rolled up his sleeves, revealing a circle of white bandages wrapped around his arms. Then he untied the bandages. Below was a small concave wound, about the size of a soybean. You could clearly see a layer of translucent flesh film that had covered the bright red flesh inside, which looked like it was after applying white fresh skin powder.
Xiao Xiao and Xin were shocked and stunned.
The fat cat, who was originally curled up on the fat man's pillow, approached Zheng Qing in the blink of an eye, bowed his body, and was as cute as a real cat. His eyes were staring at the wound on Zheng Qing's arm, his tongue licked his mouth from time to time, and a hint of salivating expression appeared on his chubby face.
"Is this a lottery?"
The fat wizard looked at the wound on Zheng Qing's arm curiously, unable to hide his confusion: "I haven't heard of any movement in the teaching assistant team... And, with your current physical strength, how could such a wound appear at this position!"
"Unless he is voluntary."
Xiao Xiao pushed his glasses and looked at Zheng Qing with a serious expression: "You are no longer the freshman who just entered school last year. I believe that when you give this piece of flesh and blood, you must have made complete preparations, right?"
Zheng Qing nodded slightly, took out a piece of parchment paper, and slapped it in front of the two roommates.
“A risk-ban contract.”
He pointed to the words above the parchment, which were concise and had no further explanation.
As if he noticed the eyes of the outside world, strings of golden words and spells floated on the parchment paper, like little dragons, entangled and hovering, emitting obscure and powerful magic fluctuations.
There is no doubt that this is a very high binding contract, which is of great value. The anti-counterfeiting magic pattern on the side of the contract shows that it is a standard contract produced by Danhage. The end of the contract is also stamped with the official seal of the teaching assistant group, the official seal of the Fringe Academy and the private signature of Vice President Ruoyu. The authority and security are self-evident.