Hunting College

Zheng Qing actually said a little less.

In addition to Poseidon, edamame, green snake, and the little elves, he also managed a group of cats on the cat fruit tree, and kept two rat men in the shop on the pedestrian street.

From this point of view, his reasons for choosing magic creatures were more than sufficient, it was justified.

Of course, the real reason for the wizard to choose this course is not the cats, cats and dogs. This matter involves privacy and is not for outsiders.

Not even the few companions beside him.

Otherwise, Zheng Qing dared to use the tongue in the mouth of the little snake in his ears to bet that they would surely know that the whole teaching building would be noisy in a second.

Just thinking of the teaching building in the wizard's mind, he heard these three words in his ears.

"The stinky old nine who has misunderstood the child has entered the teaching building!"

The stick figure villain behind the door yelled, and Zheng Qing looked up and saw that it finally got up from the ground, began to rub its eyes and comb the sparse short hairs on his head.

This time, everyone in the classroom finally heard what it was yelling.

"It's talking about Old Yao, right?" Fatty Xin was a little uncertain, hesitated, and asked his companions.

Zhang Jixin hissed: "Then he is too courageous... Did he say that Lao Yao is a ‘monster’ before? Aren’t he afraid of being torn his mouth by the professor?"

"Probably it thinks that the professor will not be as knowledgeable as it." Xiao Xiao scratched his head infrequently.

Zheng Qing unfolded the mulberry paper crumpled into a ball, staring at the cat and fruit tree drawn on the paper, and teasing Fatty Xin: "It seems that you don't need to paint two tigresses next to it."

In the classroom, other classmates were also whispering and whispering. From time to time, they looked at the lifeless stick figure man behind the door with weird eyes, as if they were calculating how long it would last.

Soon, the stick figure villain confirmed the guesses of the students, and shouted again: "Professor Yao Xiaomi appeared at the entrance of the corridor on the sixth floor!"

After the sound was over, the stick figure villain yelled again in his loudest voice:

"...The great legendary mage is coming to his loyal classroom!"

The classmates didn't care to despise the simple-stroke villain who was stubborn and respectful. Everyone looked up and looked in the direction of the classroom door, wanting to witness the honor of the legendary wizard for the first time.

The stick figure villain behind the door has a shy belly, his head held high, and he is pacing back and forth in its square inches, as if acting as a guard of honor for Lao Yao.

Zheng Qing finally stopped hesitating, and crumpled the mulberry paper in his hand into a ball of paper, and quietly threw it on the ground.

After the ball of paper fell to the ground, he hesitated for a moment, then rustled, stretched out his paws and tail, and turned into a round little mouse. It lifted its slender nose and twitched it around. After finding the right direction, it immediately moved its four short legs, along the gap between the tables and chairs, and quickly crawled to the front row of the classroom.

The whole process was very fast, and because everyone's attention was at the door, almost no one's attention was drawn.

The reason why he said "almost" is because Zheng Qing vaguely felt that Dr. Xiao Xiao who was next to him seemed to have glanced at him, but when he looked back, he found that Xiao Xiao was looking at the door without squinting, as if that glimpse was him. Illusion.

boom!

The classroom door was pushed open hard, and Professor Yao took a big step and walked into the classroom like usual, holding the handout in his left hand, took the pipe from his mouth with his right hand, and pressed down skillfully:

"Sit all, all sit... How was your summer vacation?"

The big smooth back head, the sallow face, the squinted eyes, the familiar tone-everything, it feels as if the professor at this moment has not changed much compared to the professor in the last class of last semester.

Except for the pipe in his hand, a new wine-red style was replaced.

The young wizards in the Astronomy 08-1 class raised their heads and looked at the professors on the podium. They seemed to have not figured out how to speak, and simply answered his greetings in silence.

Professor Yao tilted his head and blinked: "This is... after two months, how come you have become reserved?"

"Professor, it just said bad things about you and called you the smelly old nine!" Duan Xiaojian suddenly jumped up from his seat, pointed his finger at the stick figure villain behind the door, and reported in awe-inspiring manner.

Immediately, he was madly cursed by the stick figure villain.

"Liar! Traitor! Scum!" The stick figure villain grabbed the sparse long hairs on his head and jumped on the slippery white paper, heartbroken: "I work hard and work hard, I will inform you all my life. In exchange for the current betrayal... won't your conscience hurt?!"

Listening to it howling like a theater, the classmates burst into laughter, and the originally tense atmosphere suddenly became a lot easier.

Professor Yao smiled and looked at the humpback wizard: "Swearing? This is a very serious accusation... Do you have any evidence?"

"Yes, do you have any evidence!" The stick figure behind the door suddenly stopped sloppy, stood up straight, and pointed to Duan Xiaojian: "If there is no evidence, I will sue you for a false accusation! I will report to the school work committee, Xiang Dan Hagg..."

"I have!"

Sitting in the first row, Li Meng actively raised a palm-sized daffodil in his hand: "I recorded everything it just cursed!"

The stick figure villain's scream stopped abruptly, and he looked at the little witch with a **** of expression.

Zheng Qing couldn't help being happy. He didn't expect that classmate Li Meng would make such an appearance, nor did he expect that the simple-lined face of the stick figure villain could make such a rich expression.

The little witch proficiently opened the petals of her own trumpet flower, forcing it to repeat what she had heard before. As a result, not only the ‘Smelly Laojiu’ was confirmed, the earlier ‘monsters’ and the ‘unexplainable cannibals’ and other words echoed in everyone’s ears once again.

Even Lao Yao couldn't help but become curious~www.wuxiaspot.com~How can you record this kind of thing? "He asked everyone in the classroom what he thought of the stick figure man behind the door.

Classmate Li Meng replied very honestly: "Oh, I just think it sounds pretty good, I want to learn."

Zheng Qing silently mourned for the child for three seconds from the bottom of his heart-sitting in the back row, he clearly saw the tight lips and stern face of Squadron Jiang-it is hard to imagine how she would be affected when she returned. punish.

"Ugh."

Professor Yao stepped off the podium, patted the little witch on the shoulder with relief, motioned her to sit down, and at the same time popped a piece of chalk with his fingers and hit the stick figure figure behind the door.

The chalk touched the paper and turned into ashes, rustling, and instantly buried the little man in a piece of white snow.

Classmate Li Meng consciously made a great contribution. He sat down with joy and looked left and right. He looked at his cousin triumphantly, as if he wanted to get two compliments, but when he saw Jiang Yu's stern face, he immediately turned into a quail again.