Since the news of the Green Dragon accident in the Silent Forest again broke out last weekend, Zheng Qing has been paying special attention to the reactions inside and outside the school. But what made him speechless was that the whole thing seemed to be living in the report of Beta Town Post. The Daily Horn and Ganges Daily, which usually chased all kinds of rumors like stinky flies, all silenced in this matter, as if they didn't know about the bloody incident in the forest.
Even Wandering Bar and every corner of the school have very few discussions on this matter. It is understandable that the students are slow to react to the green dragon in the dead and silent forest. Why are the black wizards of Wandering Bar shut up?
This is very abnormal.
It is difficult to make people think about it carefully when it comes to the school's quick and perfunctory handling of crow-related cases.
Zheng Qing had a vague feeling, as if the longer he pursued, the thicker the fog in front of him was, making him at a loss. The clues about the crow at hand could almost be weaved into a robe, but the few key buttons were missing, making the robe unable to be formed.
"…Did your devil friends not ask about this recently?"
In the study room on Thursday afternoon, Xiao Xiao was a little annoyed by Zheng Qing's nagging, and finally couldn't help but complain: "If even the devil doesn't care about the green dragon, you really don't need to spend so much effort on it. There are two weeks left to be the final exam week. What you should care most about now is your test scores of nearly thirty courses! And your graduation thesis!"
Thursday afternoon was originally a Fringe Academy course.
However, as the end of the period approaches, Jianzhi Fringe Academy is preparing for the establishment ceremony in full swing, and coupled with the unexpected impact of the experimental accident of the "Giant God Soldier" project, Zheng Qing's class was cancelled. In addition, the young wizards of Astronomy Class 08-1, who followed him to carry out "volunteer service" also lost their mission.
Then, everyone had an extra afternoon of "freedom".
At this time, it is impossible to have a holiday. There is no reason why everyone else in the college is taking classes, and only a class is on vacation. But as the end of the period approaches, it is not necessary to arrange other volunteer services. After a while, Lao Yao simply asked everyone to study for themselves.
This is good news for everyone.
"It's not that I'm spending more time on this."
Hearing the doctor's complaints, Zheng Qing sighed exhaustedly: "There is a word called 'like a thorn in the throat'. Do you know? The fish bones are stuck in the throat, making it uncomfortable to swallow... But who can hold back for a few weeks without swallowing? As for those devils, probably because the end of the period is approaching, they have been very low-key recently and no one has arranged for meetings."
"You can drink some vinegar, as vinegar can soften fish bones." Fatty Xin, who was reviewing the submissions of the proof newspaper, gave his suggestion without raising his head: "Or with your physical fitness, directly cutting the throat and removing the fish bones will not have much impact."
"What he needs is not vinegar, but ginger cat fruit."
Zhang Jixin on the other side was very confidently repeating his brother's experience: "My brother said that students who are about to graduate will experience this kind of situation - distracted, unconscious, mentally weak, etc. - Jiangse Maoguo is prepared for this time."
The cat fruit here is not the fruit on Zheng Qing's cat fruit tree, but the active ingredient used in many placebos. Turmeric is a sign of its ripening. Among them, the most widely used reliever by students can be used to calm irritability and help wizards concentrate.
Of course, the most important thing is that this potion is not a banned drug like the dried feces powder of fox squid. Especially for fourth-grade students, they can always get a satisfying dose when they go to the school hospital and say a few words they are "disturbed" and "can't sleep".
Listening to these unreliable suggestions, Zheng Qing knew that he could not give more expectations from his companions.
He sighed again, lowered his head, and re-examined his magic cosmology homework. In dimensional theory, Tomsheng atomic model was used to explain the possible forms of the universe. Ask, this cosmic model is also called (): A, date cake model; B, plum pudding model; C, raisin pudding model; D, concentric ring model.
Zheng Qing skillfully outlined the three options ‘A, B, C’.
He was very impressed by this cosmic model because in the entire magic cosmology, there seemed to be only one model using various foods to describe the cosmic form, which made him very doubt whether the wizard who named the model was a dessert lover.
Xiao Xiao pushed his arm.
"...You said 'What's wrong' just now, reminding me." The doctor held his glasses and looked curious: "You said you wanted to divine some things about Professor Monteria the day before yesterday. What is the calculation result?"
Fatty Xin and Zhang Jixin looked up together and looked at Zheng Qing.
For these young people, the courage to "provoke" a great wizard is worthy of admiration no matter what the result is. This fun is much more interesting than boring homework or manuscripts.
Zheng Qing drooped his face and said angrily: "Since I'm still full of energy sitting here, there is no result... Can you believe that I calculated that Professor Monteria is a dead person in three consecutive games?"
The other three people immediately started to giggle.
In everyone's opinion, the only possibility to draw this ridiculous conclusion is that Zheng Qing hit the confusion spell of the great wizard while divining.
Xiao Xiao wanted to say something, but there was a sudden commotion in the study room.
Several people looked at the place where the commotion occurred.
It is the door of the study room.
A strange witch stood at the door, looking around, wearing a black robe, tall, with a long silver hair on her forehead, and her whole body was filled with an incompatible aura of the First University.
Zheng Qing had a sudden striking heart and suddenly had an unknown premonition.
Maybe I noticed the curious eyes in the room.
The witch simply took a step forward, entered the study room, and spoke politely: "—I'll look for Zheng Qing."
A crisp and pleasant voice echoed in the small study room, completely shattering Zheng Qing's last little hope. The classmates in the class skillfully looked up, turned their heads, smiled, and looked at a corner of the room.
Zheng Qing felt that this scene looked particularly familiar, as if it was not the first time he had experienced such a thing - and it was indeed the case - almost as this thought flashed through his mind, the classmate sitting at the door repeated the appeal of the strange witch: "Zheng Qing? Zheng Qing! Someone is looking for you!"
The boy glanced carefully at the direction of Jiang Yu's seat. Thank God, she did not turn around with the others, and also stopped Li Meng from joining in the fun.
But Zheng Qing was a little uncertain whether this was a good thing.