"There is fruit on the table. Take it and eat it yourself."
"I still have some paperwork to take care of."
In the small office deep in the two-dimensional evolution laboratory, Zheng Qing followed Su Shijun's arrangements and sat on a leather armchair. Across a large desk, he watched the beautiful Su deal with the materials at hand.
Compared with when Zheng Qing first came, the bookcases in this office seemed taller and heavier. But what was more eye-catching was the huge file cabinet behind Su Shijun, with stacks of files stacked on it.
Together, the cabinet that originally looked very spacious was packed to the brim.
Those documents should be data reports from the laboratory, Zheng Qing guessed. At the same time, he couldn't help but think of his own shadow that had been cut off, and the big black cat that was taken away by the relevant departments.
The vines winding between the bookcases and filing cabinets are dotted with glowing fruits and many broad green leaves. Behind the leaves, there are many elves hiding, with half of their heads exposed, looking curiously at the people sitting here.
There is a strange wizard in the office.
For them, there are too few wizards who can sit in this room, and it is too rare.
Of course, just staring at the guests through the vine leaves is not the way the elves treat guests. In addition, Zheng Qing received the blessing from the elves a long time ago, and he is very friendly with them. Therefore, although Su Shijun
There were no instructions, but a few brave elves still brought out teapots, teacups, and hot towels, providing attentive and meticulous services to the young public-funded students.
When Su Shijun, who was sitting behind his desk, saw this scene, he curled his lips slightly and said nothing.
not long time.
After finishing the work at hand, Miss Su finally breathed a sigh of relief, sat up straight, then took off the wide pair of red glasses she always wore on her face, tied up her long hair, and at the same time took a nap.
Snap your fingers and close the office door.
The young wizard who had just taken a sip of tea accidentally coughed violently - he still couldn't get used to Su Shijun's undisguised appearance.
"Cough cough...cough cough cough...sorry...cough cough, I'm sorry, cough, I'm so sorry!" The young government student stood up in embarrassment and hurriedly wiped the tea that had sprayed out on the table.
The witch clicked her tongue and tapped her index finger on the table, and the tea that had just been spilled by the wizard disappeared completely.
The elves who had been waiting around quickly rushed up and covered the desk with a plain tablecloth, as well as a newly arranged fruit plate and snacks; there were also two elves holding warm wet towels and small elves.
The mirror came up to Zheng Qing and helped him take care of his appearance.
Su Shijun did not wait for Zheng Qing to finish cleaning up before speaking.
"Are you having nightmares again?" She was leaning on the large recliner - her high-backed office chair had just been transformed into a large and comfortable recliner a few seconds ago - holding a small bunch of grapes in her hand and biting off them.
A grape asked lazily.
Because there was something in her mouth, her voice seemed unclear, but it also made her voice more delicate and charming, adding a bit of charm.
From the corner of his eyes, Zheng Qing vaguely spotted half of the witch's calf hanging on the edge of the recliner, and he immediately shook his head vigorously.
"Image, image." He murmured, reminding him in a low voice.
"Anyway, there are no outsiders...and you have seen worse images." The witch waved her hand carelessly, signaling Zheng Qing not to pay attention to those details: "Let's get down to business, the lost look when you came just now...again
Have a nightmare?"
When this matter was mentioned, Zheng Qing's face suddenly dimmed and he nodded slightly.
"Or do you only remember a patch of red?" the witch asked.
"It seems that there are many people talking this time, but I can't hear what they are saying clearly." At this point, Zheng Qing seemed to feel that his explanation was not comprehensive enough, and added: "There were also faint sounds before, and they were all very vague.
It’s fuzzy, not as clear as this time.”
"Then the sound you heard this time was clear or fuzzy?" Su Shijun put his hand on his forehead and said helplessly.
"It's very clear, someone is talking; it's very vague, I don't know what they are saying." Zheng Qing explained awkwardly. Maybe he was aware of the contradiction in his words, but he really couldn't explain it more clearly.
Because his feelings in the dream were contradictory.
"In other words, there are no more new symptoms?" Su Shijun tilted his head and looked at the young public-funded student.
Zheng Qing was silent for a few seconds and nodded.
The witch sighed and sat up straight.
"Then what's the point of coming to me...I've already given you all the tests I could do and the advice I could give you. Do you expect me to be able to treat symptoms that even the professional therapists at the school hospital can't handle?"
Can a spell help you solve it?" Su Shijun pointed to his nose, then realized that this gesture was inelegant, immediately put his hand down, and added covertly: "Even if I am a great wizard."
Zheng Qing closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then opened his eyes and looked at the witch firmly.
Before he could speak, the witch waved her hands repeatedly: "I don't know, don't ask me, why don't you find the answer yourself?"
The anger that Zheng Qing had just mentioned suddenly evaporated.
"I just need a little hint!" He raised his right hand and rubbed his thumb and index finger together, indicating that all he needed was a little bit, a hint.
"I don't know at all." Miss Su smiled dryly, then lowered her head to deal with the small piece of tiramisu in front of her.
Zheng Qing took his hand back gloomily.
This is not the first time he has had these conversations with Beauty Su.
He wanted to find out something from Su Shijun that he had not figured out before - such as the identity of Fei Rui's mouse, did she know Mr. Wu, did she know the Hui Zi Collection, and who was Huang Huali?
After the winter hunt ended, the young public-funded student had found out from some channels that it was the yellow civet who asked Su Shijun to hold the school's guardian formation. However, no matter how he looked through the archives of Shushan Hall and looked for people to consult, he still found no one.
I got a little bit of information about the tabby cat.
The most likely place to know this information is to wander around - but the school is currently in a semi-closed state, and in Zheng Qing's situation it is difficult to get the professor's approval to leave - even if he can get out, he may not be able to find out any information
.Because according to some old students who have left the school, for some unknown reason, Wandering Bar has recently been closed for rectification, and the reopening time is unclear.
Maybe you know how bad it feels to be hidden.
After Su Shijun hesitated for a moment, he finally suggested: "If I were you, I would finish the final exam honestly first...if you take your time with other problems, they will eventually be solved."