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Chapter 231 The Tradition of the Ball

 “Very good, very good!”

The old professor in the life class stood on tiptoes and patted the young public-funded student twice on the shoulder: "It is really a commendable achievement to be able to summon such a perfect snail elf at once and successfully communicate with it... If you

Wouldn't it be better if you could also share with everyone some of your experience in casting this spell?"

Several wizards in the back row of the classroom clapped their hands vigorously and shouted loudly to encourage their captain.

"Well, I think the most important thing about this spell is the communication with the snail elf," Zheng Qing scratched his head and sounded a little unsure: "And the most important thing about communication is to stay focused... because practicing runes

It also requires concentration when playing, so I can enter that state skillfully."

After that, he looked back at the old professor and asked him with his eyes if he could go back to his seat.

The professor did not immediately pay attention to his inquiry, but sighed with emotion at what Zheng Qing had just said.

"In anything, your efforts are always proportional to your gains. Your gains are not here, but there; either now or in the future." She rubbed the cane in her arms and glanced meaningfully at all the students in the hall.

, and added: "Just like this spell, although it is very easy to use, it is only a means after all, not our real pursuit... One more point for classmate Zheng Qing!"

Zheng Qing touched his student card and watched the bright red number on it change back to thirty-three. He couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction. Since he had placed a bet at the opening ceremony of the school hunting party a few days ago,

After three credits, the total number of credits on the student card has remained at thirty, and it has not returned to the previous level until today.

"Now it's time to practice spells freely."

"Students who can master this spell proficiently by the end of class will receive an excellent grade in this class's assessment... If someone can compress the entire process into ten seconds, I will award him an extra credit!"

"You know, when a truly skilled wizard uses this spell, you can only see the starlight flash by, and your clothes will become clean... There is no need to concentrate on communicating with the snail elves."

After determining the basic direction of the second half of the class, the old professor stretched out his cane to hook the public-funded student who wanted to sneak back to his seat, and arranged another errand for him: "You, guide these female students in the first row to master this spell.

Then go back and get credits in my class, so you have to work harder."

Zheng Qing glanced at Miss Li Meng, who was frowning and copying the mantra word for word, and felt like crying without tears.





Generally speaking, the girls sitting in the first row all have the physiques of academic masters. They can always quickly grasp the various knowledge points taught by the teacher. Zheng Qing 'basically' completed what Professor Tian delivered with little effort.

I think - the reason why it is 'basic' is because among the students sitting in the first row, there is one person who failed to successfully cast the cleaning spell.

Seeing that the little witch copied the spell analysis three times and was still full of errors, Zheng Qing couldn't help but sigh.

He knew that for a wizard of Li Meng's age, the spells in the first year of college would definitely seem much more complicated and advanced. But she is a genius, isn't she? Who has seen a genius who can't even copy the spells clearly spelled out on the blackboard?

!

Zheng Qing strongly doubted that the little witch was specially recruited into the First University because of her status as a spiritual witch. For comparison, Zheng Qing had also read the law book of the little wizard from the Alpha Academy, Lin Guo's classmate.

.Whether it is the square handwriting or the neat layout, it is not inferior to most adult students.

Not to mention this naughty little girl.

But for Li Meng, not being able to master a cleaning spell didn't seem to be a big deal.

"No real wizard would learn such messy spells!" The little witch raised her chin and said proudly: "My grandfather has never used a laundry spell in his life, but this does not prevent him from successfully becoming a great wizard.

!”

"That's because the family assigned him a dozen snail girls." Jiang Yu pinched the little witch's cheek, pulled her back to the desk, pointed to her Dharma book and emphasized: "If you don't want to stay in the first grade,

This spell must be mastered throughout your life... I will demonstrate it to you again! Look clearly!!"

But when Jiang Yu copied the spell again, classmate Li Meng deserted again.

"Who is your dance partner at the 'Campus Cup' dance on Saturday?" While Jiang Yu was preparing the cleaning spell, the little witch suddenly approached Zheng Qing's ear and asked mysteriously.

The smile on Zheng Qing's face suddenly stiffened.

"What kind of dance is there without a partner?" He laughed dryly, turned to glance at the little witch, and denied vaguely: "I haven't decided whether to participate or not! Maybe staying in the dormitory and sleeping is a good choice. I have been training too much recently.

Thank you for your hard work, we still have a game on Sunday, we must keep up our spirits..."

While Zheng Qing was talking nonchalantly, he glanced vaguely at the corner of the classroom.

But like many times he had seen it today, the Gypsy Witch's seat was still empty.

"This is not possible," Jiang Yu had just finished casting the cleaning spell and was instructing Luo Niang to clean up the dirty clothes in the sink in front of her. Hearing this, she said briskly: "All public-funded students at First University must participate in the 'College Cup' dance.

The opening dance... This is tradition, don’t you know?”

Zheng Qing suddenly opened his eyes wide.

This is the first time he has heard of this traditional requirement.

The young public-funded student couldn't help turning his head and looked at Liu Feifei for verification - as the first-year chief student of Jiuyou College and also a public-funded student of Jiuyou College, her words were obviously more convincing.

"The student union has already informed us about this." Liu Feifei didn't know what she thought of, and suddenly a bright smile appeared on her face: "I have already thought about it, and let Nicholas take me to the opening dance... Of course, he is a little shy,

But it doesn’t matter, just practice more and you’ll be fine! There are still two days left, so there’s still enough time!”

Zheng Qing chewed the dog food that was forced into his mouth and looked up at the corner of the classroom.

The yellow-faced senior was concentrating on chanting mantras over the Dharma book, completely unaware that he had been given extracurricular homework by a certain chief student.

"No one told me!" the young public-funded student muttered, feeling the deep malice of the world.

"Now you know it!" As she said that, Li Meng moved closer to Zheng Qing, raised her chin, and said in a vague way: "If you really can't find a dance partner... for the sake of your classmates,

I can help you."

Zheng Qingxu looked at little Luoli's neat figure, twitched his lips, pointed at the furry bear in her schoolbag, and whispered: "I think it suits you quite well..."

The stuffed bear, who was struggling to break free from the restraints of his schoolbag, was immediately happy when he heard this.

"Okay, okay!" It slapped its furry bear paws, its two glass eyes shining brightly: "Our family hasn't been to a dance yet!"

"Go to hell!" the little witch was furious. She grabbed the round ears of the furry bear, pulled it out of her schoolbag, and smashed the bear head and face into the public-funded student.

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