Every Monday morning class, there is no shortage of sleepy-eyed students.
In order to continue the cordial and friendly meeting with Duke Zhou and to truly find oneself in peace, the seats in the back row of the classroom are always very popular.
Of course, if there are those who are passive and slack in class, there will naturally be those who are proactive in facing them.
Among those who have a positive attitude in class, although there is no shortage of good students such as Downton, Matthew Cullen, Jiang Yu, and Liu Feifei who are truly eager to learn, opportunists like Xin Banner are also indispensable.
In order to leave a good impression on the dean of Jiuyou College, and to get an excellent evaluation in the report card of the magic class professor, Fatty Xin will definitely come to the classroom early every Monday morning and sit in the classroom
In front, show your vigorous youth with your fullest spirit.
However, this morning, the fat man came a little late.
Not only that, he did not sit in the front row seat specially reserved for him by the girls. Instead, he hugged the Dharma book and lay listlessly in the second to last row of the classroom, crowded with the 'degenerate' boys.
together.
This really surprised many people.
Of course, Fatty Xin cannot be blamed for this.
After all, he never thought about a cat coming to teach for him, nor did he think about how to teach a cat to play the role of a good student in the classroom.
After eating the chicken legs, due to the agreement reached with Zheng Qing not to run around, the fat man in the shape of the fat cat could only lie helplessly on the table, squinting and taking a nap to kill the rest of the leisure time in the morning.
Unlike the transformation potion, which completely transforms the person from the inside out, the mimicry only creates a decent-looking skin on the outside of a living body.
Any person or animal who has a rough understanding of the person being imitated can use this 'concept' to transform into another person.
This kind of illusion is too crude, even inferior to many sophisticated illusions.
But as a prop to fool the teacher in class, as long as it doesn't attract attention and keeps a low profile, it should be enough.
Maybe.
The young public-sponsored student rubbed the Dharma book under his hand and muttered uneasily, trying his best to restrain himself from driving the fat man in front of him out of the classroom.
Although Duan Xiaojian did not intend to drive Fatty Xin out of the classroom, he very much hoped that this good student with a "positive" learning attitude in the past could free up the seat under his butt.
This thin, hunchbacked boy stood pitifully next to the fat man's seat, shaking his arms feebly and pleading: "My dear brother, haven't you been sitting in the first row? Why are you with us sleepy students?"
Stealing space."
Although the orange cat could understand what he was saying, he had no intention of getting up.
Are you kidding me, if I make a seat for you, will you give me a chicken leg?
The fat man snored and lay lazily on the desk, ignoring the requests from the side. Being shaken so hard, he simply turned his head and changed to a more comfortable position.
Duan Xiaojian had no choice but to look back three times in one step and sat in the front row with full of complaints.
At the back of the classroom, Zheng Qing breathed a sigh of relief and gave a thumbs up gesture to Zhang Jixin next to him.
If you can deceive a student at such a close distance, you should be able to deceive a professor at a slightly farther distance.
The young public-sponsored student has regained some self-confidence.
…
Accompanied by the piercing alarm sound of the stick figure, the fiery figure of the Charms Professor once again broke into the sight of all the freshmen.
"good morning students!"
Lao Yao strode up to the podium, waved his hands to everyone, pulled the chair behind the podium and sat down: "Sit down, everyone, sit down..."
"Good morning, sir!" The students in the classroom bowed and sat down, while trying to yawn as softly as possible.
As a senior professor, Lao Yao was very aware of this situation and was not angry. He just raised his eyelids and scanned the classroom.
Then he saw Fatty Xin, who looked like a big orange.
So he blinked.
Zheng Qing tried his best to sit up straight, staring intently at the back of the fat man in front of him, praying to Zhou Tian and Buddha from the bottom of his heart, hoping that the professor would not notice this inconspicuous corner.
Old Yao paused, took out the dark pipe from his robe, stuffed some golden tobacco into it, then rubbed the sparks, and burned a wisp of green smoke.
He clicked his lips and looked at the young public-funded students who were pretending to read textbooks with interest. He cleared his throat and said in a long voice: "I'm not energetic in saying hello... Come on, come on, let me roll your names. Sober up."
,cheer!"
Roll call?!
Zheng Qing felt confused for a moment.
Although according to the teaching regulations posted on the back of the classroom door, the teacher who teaches in each class needs to be called by name.
But a wizard like Lao Yao can tell at a glance how many mosquitoes there are in the classroom, let alone about twenty or so living people. Because of this, professors rarely perform formal operations such as roll call.
, Zheng Qing ignored this when asking Tuantuan for help.
You know Tuantuan can’t talk!
The orange cat, who was nodding his head and dozing off, immediately raised his head, and his round ears stood up.
"Ears!" Zheng Qing gritted his teeth, stretched out his legs and kicked the fat man's stool in the front row: "That damn fat man can't prick his ears!"
Tuantuan's two ears instantly drooped.
Then it turned its head carefully, winked at Zheng Qing, and curled its lips.
Zheng Qing understood what it meant: I can't speak, you can do whatever you want!
"Downton!" Old Yao had already opened the roster and called his name seriously.
"Here!" Squad Leader Tang was always very serious. At this moment, he stood up and formally agreed.
Zheng Qing looked at Xiao Xiao for help, only to find that the busy doctor was flipping through a three-inch-thick dictionary, tossing the red form in his thoughts, and paying no attention to other things around him.
"Zheng Qing!"
Professor Yao's loud voice interrupted the uneasiness of the young public-sponsored student.
The roll call was surprisingly fast.
"Here!" After Zheng Qing answered, he did not sit down. Instead, he was heartbroken and said bravely: "Professor, Xin Banner accidentally took the wrong medicine yesterday... so his throat was injured. The doctor asked him to
Don’t talk today.”
The other students turned around and looked curiously at the fat man who had taken the wrong medicine.
The orange cat showed no stage fright, nodded around with a calm expression, and pointed at his throat.
"I took the wrong medicine!" Professor Yao looked stunned. He hurriedly walked down the stage, came to Fatty Xin, touched his head, and asked gently: "Is it important? Do you have a sick note from the hospital? Do you need it?
need to have a rest?"
Tuantuan's eyes narrowed as he was touched, and he snored comfortably.
Zheng Qing hurriedly poked it and said to the professor with a dry smile: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter...it's a small problem...you have to have a good rest today and just don't talk."
Tuantuan sat up straight, nodded solemnly, opened his mouth and said "ouch".
Zheng Qing couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.
"Oh, it looks like this!" Lao Yao continued to touch Tuantuan's head one after another, and said earnestly: "I remember Professor Li from the Department of Pharmacy said last time that it was you who stepped on a bowl of flowers in the medicine garden.
, and then licked the plate for a week... Why are you always so careless? Although you are all adults, I know that many of you are living independently away from home for the first time, so you must learn to
take care!"
Tuantuan could sit up straight at first, but as Lao Yao kept stroking him, he couldn't help but lay down on the table again, snoring happily.
Zheng Qing stood aside and explained dryly: "He took medicine in the morning and probably had some phlegm."
"Well, so do all of you." Lao Yao glanced at Zheng Qing with a smile, making his hair stand on end, and then added pointedly: "Don't think that you dare to do whatever you want because you are an adult. Otherwise, you should be a little in awe in your heart.
Today I’m just lying on the table, tomorrow I’ll be lying on the hospital bed!”
There was a noisy response in the classroom.
Old Yao raised his Dharma book, patted the young public-sponsored student's head gently but not harshly, turned around and walked back to the podium.
Zheng Qing covered his head and took a few breaths of cold air. Leng Buding saw Fatty Xin's furry tail protruding from the waistband of his trousers in front of him, and he quickly poked it again.
That ball of tail was instantly taken back by the fat cat.
"Originally, I planned to teach you about the 'Yuanchen Guardian Curse' in this class, but everyone's condition in the morning was not very good... Plus, some people are sick!" Professor Yao said this, paused, and scanned.
Zheng Qing and Xin glanced at each other and continued: "In this case, let's move the content of this class to Wednesday for the time being."
"Yuanchen Guardian is a very, very important spell. This spell is related to your registration for the wizard examination and the ceremony for your promotion to the witch. So on Wednesday, everyone must come to class in the best condition. Do you understand?
"
"clear!"
"knew!"
"Ouch!"
This time, there was a generally neat response from the audience.
"In this class, let's talk about the philosophy of magic."
Although Philosophy of Magic is only a general course for the whole school, the professors who teach it are senior professors from the four colleges. This course does not involve specific spells, prescriptions, spells and other specific operations, it is just a very simple theoretical class.
, tutoring is relatively simple.
"But Professor!" Downton suddenly raised his hand, interrupting the professor's lecture: "What about the others?"
Although he didn't elaborate in more detail, everyone knew what the question meant.
The spell class is a small class, and the only people in the class are students from Astronomy Class 08-1.
Philosophy of Magic is a big class, and the people taking the class include not only students from Jiuyou College, but also some students from Starry Sky College, Alpha College of Law, and even some old students who failed the course in their sophomore and junior years and retaken it.
Therefore, faced with Lao Yao's willful adjustment of the class schedule, the monitor expressed that he felt a little troubled: "Do we need to inform the students who have philosophy classes on Wednesday?"
"Also, how should I make notes on my daily class records..." Monitor Jiang Yu also raised his hand to express his helplessness.