Hunting High School

"What does this mean?" Zheng Qing stopped Xiao Xiao's plan to continue talking.

"Obviously." Xiao Xiao is used to Zheng Qing's slowness, shrugged, and explained: "You and I know the existence of Nicholas because of prophecy or various coincidences... The school may know, but according to their previous practice , there is a high probability that they want to calm things down."

But those reports just now are promoting the existence of Outer Gods from various angles.

"You mean, some people don't want the school to suppress this matter?" Zheng Qing understood what Xiao Xiao meant.

"Obviously." Xiao Xiao raised his hand, stopped Zheng Qing from speaking, and continued to analyze: "The question is not whether you want to or not—in fact, those guys are already doing it... The question is, what will the school think?"

"how to think?"

"The school will be annoyed at such an ignorant guy, find him out, and clean him up."

"What does this have to do with us?" Zheng Qing was confused.

Xiao Xiao sighed heavily, and looked at him sympathetically.

"If I remember correctly, you have reported the loss of the black goat to the school work committee twice in a row." He is always very patient in such matters:

"...But the school has been delaying, and you are very annoyed, and even complained to the student union... If the school wants to find the mastermind behind these news, they only need simple divination magic, and you will find your figure appearing in many pictures Coincidentally, you were interviewed by the Beta Town Post, and there was a school newspaper reporter among your companions."

"I have nothing to do with those reports!" Zheng Qing screamed like a cat whose fur has blown.

"It doesn't matter whether it's related or not. The important thing is that you and we are already involved." The doctor put away the newspaper, stopped the topic, and patted the shoulder of the young public-funded student: "Do you want to go to the library after class? Do you want to?" Reserve a seat for you?"

"I need to be quiet." With a dark face, Zheng Qing stared at the newspaper under the doctor's armpit, resisting the urge to read it several times: "Help me take the seat too..."

"How can I find you if there is something?"

"Flying Paper Crane... No, forget it, you know Maoguoshu. If you need something, you can find me at Maoguoshu after class in the afternoon."

"Wait... why are you going now? Lao Yao's spell class is only half an hour away!"

"Lab task."

Zheng Qing answered vaguely, waved his hands without looking back, and disappeared into the depths of the path.

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The so-called "laboratory task" did not come from Professor Montelia's laboratory, but Su Shijun's ascension laboratory. When doing morning classes in the morning, the young public-funded student received a paper crane from Su Damei, and asked him to go to the laboratory to find her after finishing morning classes.

A note for leave was also tied to Zhihe's feet, with the signatures of Professor Yao of the Charms class and the teacher of the Talisman class on it.

It's a full day off.

From the beginning to the present, Zheng Qing has never taken such a long leave of absence—except for the days when he was lying in the school hospital. And even if you are hospitalized, most of the time it is on weekends, and it rarely takes up normal class time.

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Zheng Qing was very curious about what Su Shijun wanted from him.

Today's campus is very refreshing. Perhaps because the weather was too hot yesterday, the weather monitor received too many complaints. Today they adjusted the temperature very well. Thin clouds covered the morning sun, and the air was filled with comfortable moisture. Shrubs and lawns took advantage of the opportunity to grow wildly. It took Zheng Qing longer than usual to find Su Shijun's laboratory.

"I didn't look for you." Behind the desk, Miss Su was checking several experimental reports. After seeing the wizard, she pointed the quill in her hand to the side: "It was looking for you."

The witch is wearing a coat that looks like a doctor's white coat today, with a simple bun on the back of her head, and a few strands of long hair hanging from her temples on both sides, revealing her fair and slender neck. She wore hexagonal gold-rimmed glasses on her face, and her lips were a little bright red. The blinds behind her were not closed tightly, and the sporadic sunlight fell on her body through the cracks of the window, making her whole body seem to be glowing.

It took a lot of effort for the young public finance student to look away from Su Shijun.

"Who, who is looking for me?" He murmured, turning his gaze to the corner of the office.

A big black cat was lying on the sofa boredly, with a plate of goat's milk in front of it. Perhaps because it had been left for a long time, a thin layer of milk had formed on the goat's milk. The black cat is folding the layer of milk skin bit by bit with its tongue, as if it wants to fold it into a flower.

The wizard was taken aback.

"How did you come out?!" He exclaimed.

The big black cat rolled its bright red eyes and dropped the milky flower around its mouth.

"Why can't I come out?" It snorted.

Zheng Qing suddenly lost his composure, and quietly glanced at the desk next to him from the corner of his eye. Su Shijun was staring at the experiment report in front of him with a serious face, as if he didn't notice what the boy was talking at all.

"I mean," Zheng Qing slowed down, and finally regained some confidence: "Didn't 41 mean that you will be placed in a safer place?"

He bit the word "placement" a little bit harder, hoping that the black cat could understand the meaning. Ever since the secret realm Minor World was blown up and Mr. Wu told Zheng Qing that he had a forbidden curse seed in his body, the young wizard had a little more understanding of the power of the black cat.

There's no way the school would let such a dangerous guy wander around.

The boy subconsciously glanced around, thinking that he would see a figure in a bun and a green robe.

The whiskers at the corners of the black cat's mouth curled downward, looking a little annoyed.

"Is this what you asked after we met?" It yelled at the wizard, and then yelled at the witch behind the desk: "This kind of guy, you can entrust your child with confidence? His head is a mess, except for himself. I don't think about other people... It looks very generous, buying things for friends casually, taking care of the little elves who have nothing to do with it, but in fact it is extremely selfish. You can throw away things that are useless to him without hesitation, and it is not his things that are ruined It doesn't hurt to wake up."

Zheng Qing was dumbfounded.

He didn't know where the black cat got so much resentment.

"Calm down, calm down." The boy took a step towards Retreat, fearing that the black cat would be agitated for a moment, and give him a flick with its thick arm and big tail—it would definitely break the bones, the boy thought worriedly.

Hearing Zheng Qing's words, the black cat immediately stopped yelling, lay down on the sofa again, and licked two mouthfuls of milk.

"I was calm until I saw you," it muttered, seeming confused by its own faux pas just now.

Zheng Qing quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking back, Su Shijun was holding his chin, watching the interaction between him and the black cat with relish. After noticing the wizard's gaze, the owner of the laboratory gave a dry cough.

"Go ahead, don't care about my work." She comforted in a nonchalant tone, and then flipped the pages of the experimental report in her hand loudly, as if just holding her chin to watch a play was an illusion of Zheng Qing.