Hunting College

Amidst the applause, Liu Feifei was extremely vigorous.

Her slap-sized face was flushed, her eyes sparkling, her expression proud and proud.

The students in the class originally applauded just simply to express their appreciation for Nicholas' answer, but gradually, somebody started to slap the table and stomped their feet.

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

There was no extra booing, no excessive noise that violated classroom discipline, but just the rhythmic slapping and the unspoken smiles made the two young wizards flushed suddenly.

Liu Feifei turned around with a snap, rushed back to her position, and buried her head under her arm.

Nicholas stood bewildered, looked at this classmate, then looked at that classmate, and finally turned to Professor Li Qihuang, asking for help.

It is rare for the professor to express his views on classroom discipline.

He smiled and felt the lively atmosphere in the classroom. After a long time, after everyone's applause was a little messy, he raised his hand to signal that the students could calm down.

"The nostalgic youth will always bring surprises to people inadvertently." Professor Li sighed, twisting the slender pointer in his hand, which caused a echoing laughter.

"... But if you take my class seriously, you should remember that I once said in class-'Love made by magic is more like love than true love', because magic and love are not taught. It makes sense."

The professor cleverly brought the topic back to the classroom, skipped the potion processing technology just mentioned, and switched to the knowledge points involved in the textbook:

"Next, let us review several potions commonly used in the prevention of ecstasy..."

The quill pen held by Zheng Qing paused, and the nib left a deep ink mark on the parchment. The three words ecstasy made his thoughts drift away from the potions class immediately, to Sanyou Bookstore, and to Elena who fell asleep with the little tree.

He suddenly felt ashamed.

Because he had just realized that he was thinking less and less of the gypsy witch with long burgundy long wavy hair and wearing a bohemian dress.

It is true that he is very busy now-to prepare for the final exam, to help Linguo find the black goat, to beware of the external **** who may be lurking in Phuket, to deal with the work of the two laboratories of Professor Montelia and Su Shijun, Participating in the night patrol of Linzhong Lake on Saturday night, etc.-but a voice in the deepest part of his heart told him that these were all excuses.

He just started to get used to it. He was used to not waiting for the looming figure of Ilena in the library by himself. He was used to not acting stupid between the two figures, to the overbearing and rude little white cat on the cat fruit tree.

The wizard's confused eyes glided across the front row of the classroom.

He immediately seemed to be stung by a bee, quickly avoided, and returned to the parchment on his desk. The quill has left several deep stains in the blank spaces of the parchment paper.

Xiao Xiao, who was sitting next to him, caught a glimpse of this abnormality.

"Don't be absent-minded in class," he pushed the wizard beside him with his elbow, and reminded in a low voice: "The professor will call you up to answer questions at any time..."

Zheng Qing finally forced a bit of energy and tried to concentrate in class.

Reluctantly until the end of the potions class.

After Professor Li left the classroom, Nicholas and Liu Feifei also fled in the noise of the classmates. Zheng Qing's gaze followed them, with a hint of envy in his eyes.

He also wanted to have a passionate and free love like the two young wizards.

But the reality is like a quagmire, and he is stuck in it, and between his gestures, there is always one way or another that cannot be declared.

With this feeling of guilt and envy, Zheng Qing rejected Xiao Xiao's suggestion to go to the study room to review together, and went to the library alone.

I don't know if God is really caring for his thoughts in the dark. When Zheng Qing came to the third floor of the library, the two young wizards and wizards were smiling and packing away from the seat where he and Elena used to sit.

The wizard laughed mockingly, and sat down.

At noon in May, the sun is shining.

The orange light shines through the tall French windows of the library, sending the unpredictable cloud shadows and mottled tree shadows of the outside world into this quiet space.

Zheng Qing sat on a high-backed hardwood chair in the library, with a few textbooks spread in front of him, but he still couldn't concentrate. He hesitated for a moment, got up and found a copy of "The Nine Seals of Yunluo" from the bookshelf beside Fuluo.

Irina used this book when she was studying Fulu.

The wizard opened the cover of the book on his seat, revealing the dark black title page inside. Master Dong Hyun's gilded name shone in the sun with rumors. Several clever clouds and seals huddled together, hiding between the gaps in the book, spreading out lazily, avoiding the glare of the sun and the harassment of readers.

Zheng Qing stared at the few cloud seals, his eyelids getting heavier and deeper.

The wizard on the desk next door was struggling to write, rustling when the quill rubbed against the parchment, mixed in the quiet background of the library, like the rain in the spring night, slowly relaxing his tight spirit.

Zheng Qing vaguely remembered that when he raised his head, he used a brush to tick the clouds and seals, watching them squirming between the pages of the book, while the Gypsy Witch was blaming him for being absent-minded in explaining.

"Snapped!"

A ball of paper lightly smashed on the head of the young public student, causing him to shrink his neck.

Looking back, Jelena looked at him dissatisfied:

"This talisman hasn't finished speaking, why are you distracted again?"

"Not distracted, not distracted." Zheng Qing touched his head~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and slapped haha: "You just reminded me. I just remembered one thing... During this time, you have learned a lot in theory. I need to test my learning results through certain practice..."

Since the last appointment, the wizard has helped the Gypsy witch to learn about the talisman, and it has lasted more than a month.

It must be admitted that although Jelena has outstanding talents in divination, her comprehension of Fulu has always been somewhat unsatisfactory. Zheng Qing suddenly pondered over the paper ball just now, thinking that perhaps through practical operations, she can deepen the knowledge she has learned and consolidate the current learning achievements.

"Then why did you let me come to the Book Mountain Pavilion today?" The witch was still a little angry.

"There is a laboratory attached to the library downstairs, where you can do some safe theoretical tests." The wizard pointed to his feet and explained: "...we can learn theories for a while, then go down and do some experiments... Come up and review the theory. I think this can strengthen the learning effect."

The witch pursed her lips, seemingly moved.

As soon as the screen turned, the two were already standing in the laboratory attached to the downstairs of the Shushan Pavilion.