Hunting College

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Every word in these two sentences made Zheng Qing feel a cold sweat on his back. He always felt that the great wizard behind the desk had something to say, but he couldn't comprehend it for a while.

Heck, you are a great wizard, even if there are no servants around, can't you drink fresh juice or hot tea? !

What about the magic of brewing tea?

What about the serving elves?

While muttering in the bottom of his heart, the young public Feisheng tried his best to squeeze out a slightly flattering smile, and responded repeatedly: "No, no, very thoughtful, very thoughtful."

"Oh? You mean I handle it well by myself?" The witch raised her eyebrows: "...buy a coffee grinder but not coffee beans, tea bags but not tea cups... Do you think this kind of life is very thoughtful? ?"

Zheng Qing felt that white smoke was rising above his head.

"Zhou...No way...isn't it?" The young public fee student answered with difficulty, and at the same time realized that he could not continue to let Su Shijun take the initiative in the topic, otherwise he would be unable to fight back sooner or later, and he would be completely defeated.

"What about the rest?"

He stabilized his mind, immediately changed the subject, and said casually: "I didn't see anyone on the way in just now, not even the parrots in the hall...Did they all go to the opening ceremony?"

After guessing the exit, even he himself couldn't help laughing dumbly.

Parrots are nothing, they always like to be lively, and it is not uncommon to go to the opening ceremony. But the researchers affiliated with the Institute of Applied Magic are not students, and never participate in such activities in the school—even the school hunting party, these researchers seldom participate.

Surprisingly, this time he didn't guess wrong.

"That's right, they did attend the opening ceremony." The owner of the laboratory posed, her tone and attitude indicated that she felt very bored: "It is said that the new vice-principal candidate may be announced at the ceremony, and everyone is very excited... "

Zheng Qing couldn't help but slap his heel.

He also wanted to know who the new vice-principal was!

But there are more important things at the moment, so the wizard has to suppress the restlessness in his heart and continue the boring and tense conversation: "...Su Man and Su Ya also gone?"

As the head maid of Qingqiu Mansion, in Zheng Qing's impression, Su Man was always by Su Shijun's side most of the time. In theory, they do not belong to the staff of the First University and should not be interested in the new vice-chancellor.

"There is a small matter at home, I sent them back." Su Shijun stretched out, not caring about showing his beautiful lines in front of the wizard.

Zheng Qing strives to maintain a certain delicate balance between avoidance and can't help watching, natural and deliberate.

The little fox on the coffee table snorted and looked at his old father with contempt.

This made the wizard feel a little ashamed.

Snapped!

A piece of fluffy parchment flew from behind the desk, slapped it heavily in front of the young public student, rolled up a small wind, and swayed the long hair of the little fox lying on the coffee table.

"What?" Zheng Qing hesitated, not touching the parchment for the first time.

"Didn't you come to cut shadows?" Su Shijun pushed his glasses and glanced at him.

Before the wizard could speak, the shadow under his feet hurriedly climbed onto the coffee table, transformed into five slender fingers, like octopus tentacles, and rolled up the parchment.

For the first time, Zheng Qing knew that his shadow could still shake the real thing!

"How do you..." He stared at his shadow in a stunned manner, his mouth stunned, and for a moment he forgot what he wanted to ask: "... how can this still be done?"

Shadow didn't make a sound, just held the rolled up parchment in front of Zheng Qing.

This made the wizard feel a little better. If his shadow can not only move around, but also chat, Zheng Qing feels that he will definitely be depressed.

"What's so strange about that."

Behind the desk, Su Shijun held one on his chest, the other grabbed a feather, scratched his chin with the long feather, looked at the shadow of the parchment on the coffee table, and thoughtfully said: "It is also A super-dimensional creature. Although it is only two-dimensional to two-dimensional, super-dimensional is super-dimensional... The weight of a piece of parchment cannot weigh it."

This sounds reasonable.

After Zheng Qing was stunned for a few seconds, he lifted up, lifted his chin, closed his surprised mouth, and looked down at the parchment in front of him.

It is a contract in a standard format, which stipulates the rights and obligations of the shadow cutter, including the authorization required by Ms. Su Shijun, the 'shadow cutter', to cut the shadow, and the renunciation of Zheng Qing, who is the 'shadow cutter' The rights claimed by the shadow part also include that the 'independent shadow' shall not have any behavior that harms the ontology and friendly third parties, and so on.

The terms and conditions are very detailed.

At the end of the contract, in addition to the one-way signature blank, there are also watermarked angels and demons as an independent third-party authentication incantation seal.

Zheng Qing noticed that the signature belonging to Shadow already had an indistinct line of signatures that looked like sticky phlegm marks.

He didn't sign it right away.

Instead, he looked up at the witch behind the desk.

"What is this?" The boy confirmed with some uncertainty: "When I cut the shadow last year, I don't remember it being so troublesome..."

He remembered it very clearly. Last year, Su Shijun took a laptop. After opening it, he tricked him into randomly clicking an x, and then the shadow was lost inexplicably.

Dear, this chapter is not over, and there is another page at the end of ^0^, but I haven't signed a similar contract.

I don't know if it was an illusion or not, Zheng Qing felt that Su Shijun's face behind the desk showed a bit of embarrassment.

"There are so many whys!"

The witch's voice sounded a little embarrassed: "Last year... last year was laboratory behavior! After you join the project, you automatically make rational commitments... This year, you will cut your own shadow~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and follow up. There's no such thing as a copper coin in my lab!"

As she spoke, she threw the feather hard and smashed it towards Zheng Qing. The emerald green feather drew an elegant arc in mid-air and landed lightly on the parchment. Long Feifeng danced and signed the witch's name.

Zheng Qing shrugged.

In fact, he doesn't care about the difference between this year's shadow cutting and last year's shadow cutting, but once bitten by a snake, he always has a little ptsd stress response in this laboratory, and it is inevitable that there will be more nonsense.

Signed.

A very pale flame suddenly appeared from the four corners of the parchment, and it turned into four tongues of flame in an instant, surrounding the entire contract, and then from the outside to the inside, the entire contract was burned into black ash in the blink of an eye.

Zheng Qing hesitated, took a half step to the side, revealing his figure. Poseidon, who was originally lying on the coffee table, also curiously stuck his head out of the edge of the table and looked out.

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^