Hunting High School

Chapter 140: The Butterfly Flying Out Of The Window

When the pale yellow sun appeared directly above the distant roof, the report work of the chief assistant in the dean's office was coming to an end.

The pipe in Professor Yao's mouth has never been extinguished, like an engine running at full power, puffing white smoke all the time, submerging the entire upper half of the office in thick smoke.

"Is there anything else?" After discussing the pile of reports on the table, the professor rubbed his sore eye sockets, took the pipe out of his mouth, and stuffed tobacco into the pipe while raising his head , looking at the chief assistant in front of him.

The long question and answer consumed a lot of Zhang Yu's energy and made his voice hoarse.

"That's the work in the plan." The teaching assistant said in a low voice with a hoarse voice: "However, there are still a few things that need you to determine a general direction."

Old Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and instead of speaking immediately, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

"Snapped!"

Several elves in gray overalls suddenly appeared in front of the professor, some were holding a fruit plate, some were dragging a teapot, some were holding a rag, and some were dragging a brass morning glory with a wide mouth, rushing into the crowd In the layer of smoke above the head.

Although the professor didn't explain it, Zhang Yu knew that when he was giving a report to the professor, these little elves had been kept out of the office by the professor's magic. They can only come in to clean and serve until they are allowed.

The low whine of the cigarette smoker hovered above the head, sweeping away the Impurities whose color and smell had nothing to do with the fresh air; a few clean white rags quickly brushed over the desk, window sill, and bookcase surface, staining it in the blink of an eye. Layers of dusty colors; there is also an elf holding a teapot, followed by a series of tinkling small teacups, and stopped in front of the young assistant teacher.

"Xixi?" She looked at the wizard with a pair of bright eyes, and made a pleasant questioning sound from her mouth.

"Thank you." The young gray-haired teaching assistant nodded slightly, thanking him gently.

The elf smiled brightly, and with a wave of her small arm, a small teacup flew out from behind her, floating in front of the young wizard. Then with another finger, the teacup suddenly swelled up, from a centimeter height to a few inches in size.

"That's enough, that's enough." The young teaching assistant kept stopping, his voice looking a little embarrassed.

"Hahahaha!" Behind the desk, Professor Yao let out a series of loud laughter: "You shouldn't be so polite to them...they are all small things with solid eyes, hahahahaha..."

The loud laughter reverberated in the office. Not only did the little elf who was pouring tea tremble in fright, it stopped the whining cigarette smoker in mid-air for a few seconds, it also shocked a certain person in the corner of the office. The young wizard who was napping on the sofa woke up from his sleep.

"It's over?" Thomas opened his sleepy eyes and struggled to get up from the sofa. But then he staggered and almost fell again.

"Oh..." The professor waved his hand quickly, and several vines spread out from the void, nimbly built a shelf behind Thomas, and supported his leaning body.

"It's almost over, you can sleep for a while." The professor snapped his fingers again after seeing the young wizard stand still, put the vines back, and said with a smile: "Or some big leaf tea? This is Si Tang Uncle Da sent it to me a few days ago, saying that a little ground dragon lost his temper in the Baicao Garden and knocked down an old tea tree... so he fried the leaves that were still usable and gave them to each of us Pack a little."

"Uncle Stendhal?" Thomas rubbed the corners of his eyes and muttered subconsciously, but then realized his own position, and immediately added: "Well, let's have some tea... I slept for a long time, and my mouth is a little dry."

As if hearing his request, the elf not far away poured tea for Zhang Yu, dragged the big teapot, flew over quickly, and slowly poured another big cup of tea for Thomas.

The yellow-brown tea soup showed a strange clear color under the dim light in the room. Thomas shook the cup, and several waves of water rippled from the center and hit the wall of the teacup, then receded, then surged up again, and so on. , week in and day out.

On the other hand, Zhang Yu has continued to report to the professor.

"...It will be Christmas in a few days, and the student union hopes to approve arranging a few elk and sleighs or pumpkin carts to give gifts to the students..."

"You want to tell me about this kind of thing?" Professor Yao raised the pipe in his hand.

The face of the chief assistant standing in front of him remained unchanged, and even his tone did not fluctuate at all: "...Because the flying elk is a dangerous magical creature above three stars, your approval is required for them to enter the academy."

"Oh, that's it... how do I remember that there were no such arrangements before?" Lao Yao retracted his pipe and coughed a few times.

"The main reason is that there are many things happening in the school this semester. In order to calm everyone's emotions, the student union has studied for a long time and finally selected this plan."

"Huh, I don't do business all day long, and I only study these messy things in meetings... No wonder someone is thinking about opening a grocery store!" The professor bit his pipe, glanced at the red and black card on the desk, and seemed to remember What, he spit out a few smoke rings in displeasure, and scolded: "It's simply that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked!"

Thomas, who was drinking tea not far away, heard the professor's words and almost spit out the tea in his mouth.

"The school is not peaceful right now, so let's stop adding trouble and bring some messy little things in from outside." After taking a few puffs of cigarettes, Lao Yao finally set the tone: "...As for the elk and so on, they are walking around in the school. Look for it, pet garden, spiritual garden, etc. I remember that there are many small things that can pull carts and fly. If you don’t have elk, you can find a few long-haired dogs. If you can’t find them, you can discuss with Councilor Su and arrange some A big fox will do too."

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Sitting on the sofa, Thomas put his hand on his forehead, trying to block the unreliable idea of ​​a professor not far away.

"Okay." Zhang Yu considered the professor's suggestion very seriously, and then raised a new problem: "It's just that Representative Su needs your help to coordinate..."

"Well, it's easy to say, easy to say." As he spoke, the professor reached out and tore off a light blue sticky note from the pad on the table, wrote a few words on it, and then crumpled and threw it away. There was a roll in the middle, and it suddenly turned into a paper crane.

The cyan paper crane didn't seem to have fully adapted to its wrinkled body. It fluttered in the air for a while before stabilizing its figure, chirping a few times, and after circling around the professor's head, it went straight to the direction of the window. fly away.

With just a pounce, he passed through the tightly closed glass window.

The thick layer of glass on the window didn't seem to exist, not even the shadow of the paper crane was blocked. Only a few circles of ripples are left, rippling on the glass, scattering the sunlight outside the window into several layers of colorful halos, which fall in the dim office, looking extraordinarily stunning. (to be continued)

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