"Are there smaller particles in nature?" Cecil fell into a long silence.
From the medieval times when magic emerged to the present day, countless great magisters have succeeded one after another, devoting all their efforts and still working in circles to improve elemental affinity.
It never occurred to them that there were smaller things than invisible and intangible elements.
Magicians have always believed that elements are the smallest things in nature, and they are the gods they always believe in.
You can't touch it, let alone study it in detail. Anyone who offends the elements is a heretic in the eyes of the magician, and they are all bastards who will be burned to death.
Cecil wanted to put down the paper, but an unusual sense of absurdity prompted him to continue reading.
"What can be proven is that there are smaller particles underneath the elements, which we assume here are atoms. In fact, I originally called atoms elements."
"The water element is composed of hydrogen and oxygen atoms. The existence of hydrogen-oxygen bonds makes water very stable. This may be why water magic is the most basic and widespread magic."
"By the way, hydrogen is the most abundant substance in the atmosphere, and oxygen is the most abundant and widely distributed element in the earth's crust. It is also the most important substance in the abiotic and biological worlds."
"Water is a colorless and odorless transparent liquid at normal temperature and pressure. It is called the source of human life and an important substance for sustaining life..."
"Perhaps, what we are communicating with is not the water element, but the smaller oxygen and hydrogen elements..."
"The paper is too small and the proof cannot be written in it. Please reviewer's forgiveness."
…
Seeing this last sentence, Cecil was almost amused.
This willful tone and irresponsible conjecture...are simply nonsense!
but……
If true, this is really a shocking conjecture and will definitely bring a new glory to Paristia!
Cecil had a vague feeling that what the magician named "Little Bear Doesn't Eat Gummies"...may be true.
Even he didn't notice it, and an imperceptible hope arose in his heart.
He hopes to see the innovation of magic in his lifetime, and also hopes that he can explore new realms before he gets completely old.
He has been trapped in the realm of the Grand Mage for too long.
Finally, he glanced at the source of the paper, and his pupils shrank instantly.
The Floating City Branch of the Magic Council...
Cecil didn't care to continue reviewing the paper. He hurried out of the office with this paper that might shock the magical world. He notified several members of the Magic Council in succession and wanted to convene a meeting immediately.
...
On the first day of school, Monday evening, Jiang Qiao was called into the office before the evening self-study started.
The office was so quiet that I could hear the shouts of the basketball game on the playground in the distance.
"Teacher, I brought you the complete chemistry textbook." Jiang Qiao was the first to speak.
"Yeah." Li Wan sat at the desk, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of water, looking at him with a smile.
"Teacher, if you have anything to say, please tell me. It will be late for self-study soon." Jiang Qiao said bravely.
Li Wan once again demonstrated her unparalleled sarcastic skills: "Hey, when did you, the hegemon of Jiang University, care about studying in the evening? Don't you usually hide there and read books?"
Jiang Qiao raised his eyebrows: "Teacher, do you look down on people? As a well-known and good student of No. 2 Middle School, my time is also very precious, okay? Besides, who said that what I read is not just idle books, but life.
Longing is..."
"Okay, okay..."
Li Wan hurriedly stopped: "Assuming you can say it... Actually, the main reason why I came to you this time is to supervise your study. The monthly exam is coming soon, so I'll work harder and raise it up. It won't take long.
It’s time to take the college entrance examination.”
Jiang Qiao said honestly: "I know, thank you, teacher."
To be honest, in these ten years of life, Jiang Qiao feels that he is still lucky.
Even though there is always more pain than happiness, there are still many, many people around him who care and love him.
For example, Cheng Ruoxi, or his class teacher Li Wan.
"Jiang Qiao, you must be serious and take responsibility for your own life." Li Wan said, her tone as gentle as the evening breeze.
"By the way, I may not be able to return your textbook to you for the time being." Li Wan said as if he suddenly remembered something.
Jiang Qiao was a little confused: "Why, wasn't it just a matter of fooling around in the past?"
Li Wan leaned on the back of the chair, holding the teacup in both hands, with red dates and wolfberry floating in it.
"I don't know either. It is said that this time the city is collecting students' science textbooks and notes, physics, chemistry, biology, and their test scores, and they are required to report them."
Within the city? Then Cheng Ruoxi... Jiang Qiao suddenly understood something.
As a top student in No. 1 Middle School, Cheng Ruoxi must have received similar requests from her teachers.
But she didn't say anything and lent the textbook to herself without hesitation.
Jiang Qiao suddenly felt his nose was a little sore.
"Jiangqiao, Jiangqiao?" Li Wan called him.
"Ah, teacher?" Jiang Qiao came back to his senses.
"Forget it, it's nothing. You can go back. Your heart has already wandered away, right?" Li Wan said calmly, not angry at all.
"Oh, okay, teacher." Jiang Qiao ran out of the office quickly and said with a smile before leaving:
"Teacher, isn't your tea too healthy?"
"Hey...come back!"
…
The slogans hanging on the top of the blackboard have faded and turned yellow. The heat of early autumn has not dissipated, and the fan is whirring.
Jiang Qiao put away the exam papers and textbooks he had reviewed. Instead of taking out the youth romance literature he had been reading, he took out the parchment Sylvie gave him and read it.
He didn't want to miss any opportunity to study magic, even if it was less than half an hour before get out of class ended.
Zhou Cheng, who was at the same table, noticed the movement on Jiang Qiao's side, put down his comic book and came over.
"Hey, Brother Qiao, what kind of game peripherals did you buy?"
Jiang Qiao didn't even raise his head, and used a pencil to carefully draw the magic circle on the draft paper: "Nothing, it was given to me by a beautiful sister I met by chance."
"Brother Qiao is indeed humorous," Zhou Cheng obviously didn't believe it, and even touched the parchment:
"I'm super, this realistic rough feel costs a lot of money, right?"
"Believe it or not, I said I picked it up."
"Believe it, of course you believe it! Can you not believe what I, Brother Qiao, say?"
The little fat man said a few words of haha, and continued to read the comics he bought from the island country, and occasionally let out a few silly laughs.
But Jiang Qiao didn't care and seemed to be completely immersed in the world of magic circles.
One light point after another condenses in the quiet air of the classroom. Only those who are very close to the elements can feel these light points.
However, Jiang Qiao was focused on the pencil sketch under his elbow and did not notice the changes in the surrounding environment.
He only felt that if he went back tonight and tried drawing the magic circle again, he would have a high probability of success.