Hunting College

　　 "Sit down."

　　 "There are fruits on the table, take them and eat them yourself."

　　 "I still have some documents to process."

　　 In the small office deep in the two-dimensional evolution laboratory, Zheng Qing obeyed Su Shijun's arrangement, and honestly sat on a leather armchair, across a large desk, watching Su Damei handle the materials at hand.

　　 Compared with when Zheng Qing first came here, the bookcase in this office seems taller and heavier. But what is even more noticeable is the huge file cabinet behind Su Shijun. Stacks of files are piled on top of each other, filling the cabinet that originally looked very spacious.

　　 Those files should be data reports in the laboratory, Zheng Qing guessed this way, and at the same time involuntarily thought of the shadow he had been cut off, and the **** cat that was taken away by the relevant department.

　　The vines coiled between the bookcase and the file cabinet are dotted with glowing fruits and many large green leaves. Behind the leaves, there are many elves hiding half of their heads, looking curiously at the strange wizard sitting in this office.

　　 For them, there are too few wizards who can sit in this room, 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 has received blessings from the elves a long time ago, and he is very friendly with them. Therefore, although Su Shijun did not order, there were still a few bold little elves holding out teapots, cups, and hot towels, providing thoughtful and meticulous service to young public students.

　　 Su Shijun, who was sitting behind his desk, saw this scene, and the corner of his mouth ticked slightly without making a sound.

not long time.

　　 After finishing the work at hand, Su Damei finally breathed a sigh of relief, sat up straight, and then took off the pair of wide red glasses that she always wore on her face, and tied her long hair. At the same time, he snapped his fingers and closed the office door.

　　 The young wizard who just took a sip of tea in his cup was careless and coughed violently—he still couldn't get used to Su Shijun's undisguised true face.

　　 "Cough cough... cough cough cough... I'm sorry... cough cough, sorry, cough, I'm very sorry!" The young public servant stood up embarrassedly, wiping the spouts of tea on the table in a hurry.

　　 The witch gave a ‘tsk’, and the index finger tapped on the table lightly, and the tea that had just been splashed by the witch disappeared.

The elves who had been waiting around rushed up quickly and re-covered the desk with a plain tablecloth, newly arranged fruit plates and snacks; there were also two elves holding warm wet towels and small The mirror leaned in front of Zheng Qing to help him take care of his appearance.

　　 Su Shijun didn't wait for Zheng Qing to clean up before speaking.

"Have a nightmare again?" She reclined on the large recliner-her high-backed office chair just turned into a large and comfortable recliner a few seconds ago-with a small bunch of grapes in her hand, while biting down A grape asks lazily.

　　 Because of something in her mouth, her voice seemed ambiguous, but it also made her voice more delicate and charming, adding a touch of charm.

　　 Zheng Qing's eyes faintly saw the half of the witch's calf on the edge of the couch, and he shook his head vigorously.

　　 "Image, image." He murmured, reminding him in a low voice.

"Anyway, there are no outsiders... and you've seen a worse image." The witch waved her hand indifferently, and signaled Zheng Qing not to care about the details: "Speaking of business, the look of despair when you came just now... Have a nightmare?"

　　 Mentioning this incident, Zheng Qing's face suddenly darkened, and he nodded gently.

　　 "Or just remember a piece of red?" the witch asked.

"It seems that many people are talking this time, but they just can't hear what they are saying." At this point, Zheng Qing seemed to feel that his explanation was not comprehensive enough. He added: "There were also faint voices before. Vague, not clear this time."

　　 "Then is the sound you heard this time is clear or vague?" Su Shijun said helplessly with his hand on his forehead.

　　 "Very clear, someone is talking; very vague, I don't know what they are talking about." Zheng Qing explained with a mouthful. Perhaps he was also aware of the contradiction in his words, but he really couldn't explain it more clearly.

　　 Because his feeling in the dream is contradictory.

　　 "In other words, there are no more new symptoms?" Su Shijun tilted his head and looked at the young public student.

　　 Zheng Qing was silent for a few seconds before nodding.

　　 The witch sighed and sat up straight.

"Then what's the point of you coming to me... I have already given you all the examinations and suggestions that I can give you before. The symptoms that the professional therapists in the school hospital can't handle, do you expect me to be able to use it? Will a spell help you solve it?" Su Shijun pointed to his nose, and then realizing the indecent posture, he immediately put his hand down, and added, "Even if I am a great wizard."

　　 Zheng Qing closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then opened his eyes and looked firmly at the witch.

　　 Before he could speak, the witch waved her hands again and again: "I don't know, don't ask me, is it okay for you to find the answer yourself?"

　　 The breath that Zheng Qing just mentioned suddenly plummeted.

　　 "I only need a little hint!" He raised his right hand and rubbed his thumb and index finger together, indicating that all he needed was such a little hint~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I don't know at all. "Dame Su chuckled dryly, then lowered her head to deal with the small piece of tiramisu in front of her.

　　 Zheng Qingyu took his hand back.

　　 This is not the first time he has had these conversations with Su Damei.

　　 He wanted to inquire about things that he hadn't figured out before from Su Shijun--for example, what exactly is the identity of Fei Rui's mouse, does she know Mr. Wu, does she know the Huiji Collection, and who is Huang Huali?

　　 After the winter hunting was over, the young public-funded student had inquired from some channels that it was the yellow lily who asked Su Shijun to preside over the school guarding formation. It's just that even though he rummaged through the archives of the Shushan Pavilion and looked around for consultations, he never found a trace of information about the cat.

And the places most likely to know this information are still wandering-but the school is currently in a semi-closed state, and it is difficult to get the professor's approval letter under Zheng Qing's situation-even if you can go out, you may not be able to ask what news . Because according to some senior students who left school, they don’t know why, the Wandering Bar has recently been closed for rectification, and the reopening time is unclear.

　　 Maybe I know that it feels bad to be hidden.

　　 After hesitating for a while, Su Shijun finally suggested: "If I were you, I should complete the final exam first... Other problems, take your time, and you will always solve them."

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