Monster Hunting High School

Although it is late autumn, the large windows block the cold wind outside very well. After being patiently filtered by the glass, the sunlight falling on the desks is still the same as in summer, warm and lazy, making people squint unconsciously. Eyes opened.

In the entire classroom, apart from Zheng Qing, only Jiang Yu and Li Meng belong to Astronomy Class 08-1.

There are nine other students in the class who are from one college, and there are also three other colleges. Looking around, the four-color robes are integrated but distinct and scattered in every corner of the classroom. Under the sun, they are like colored lamps in front of a barber shop, shining brightly. Drowsy colors.

The class was only half over, but Zheng Qing felt as if a lifetime had passed. But at the same time, the faint fragrance coming from the witch at the same table made him feel that time was fleeting.

In addition to the above-mentioned contradictory mentality, there are also distractions from time to time - a few words from the teacher on the podium, trivial things about the hunting team outside the classroom, the rat man in the store, the shadow under his feet, etc., all of which seem to be one piece. Wall bricks were laid on Zheng Qing's back one after another, firmly building him under the heavy pagoda.

Just when Zheng Qing was about to fall asleep completely, a transparent glass bottle as big as a thumb appeared under his nose. The bottle is filled with transparent emerald green liquid, and the liquid is also mixed with many tiny bubbles. Those bubbles are motionless in the liquid, as if they have solidified.

The two fingers holding the glass bottle were as green as jade, and the white skin exuded a charming sheen like amber in the sunlight.

"Energy potion."

Jiang Yu still did not raise her head, but explained in a low voice at a very fast speed: "It is prepared by the pharmacist at home. It can improve concentration, reduce mental fatigue, relax the mood... and has the effect of restoring magic power... Reach out and any Just fine.”

Zheng Qing spread his hands obediently.

The witch tilted the bottle slightly and poured a drop of energy potion into Zheng Qing's wrist: "You can wait for it to take effect naturally and penetrate into the blood vessels under the skin of your wrist, or you can smell it directly, which is faster."

The wizard immediately raised his wrist to his nose.

A refreshing coolness full of healing hits my face, just like walking barefoot on the bluestone road after a heavy rain in the mid-summer morning. The air is filled with the fragrance of soil and grass, and the magic of life is surging between heaven and earth.

Feeling relaxed and happy, Zheng Qing could only think of this word in his mind at the moment.

Immediately, he subconsciously analyzed the smell he smelled: "Lemon oil, mint, sage...and hawthorn? I always thought that hawthorn was used as an anesthetic and a magic power amplifying potion."

"awesome."

The witch finally stopped the quill in her hand, tilted her head and looked at Zheng Qing, with a hint of surprise in her eyes: "Very few people can smell the smell of hawthorn grass... Only a little bit is used in it to use its stimulating effect on magic power. "

This look and tone are very useful.

Before he could think of how to praise himself in a reserved and non-arrogant way, classmate Li Meng, who was sitting on the other side of Jiang Yu, sneezed very loudly and at the same time glanced at Zheng Qing with contempt. One glance.

Her annoyance was justified.

If she was distracted in class, her cousin would just stretch out two fingers and use the oldest method to call her attention back, without wasting precious magic potion.

The little witch did not dare to blame her cousin for the different treatment, so she could only choose to express her dissatisfaction in a more subtle way.

Zheng Qing has long been accustomed to the little witch's low-key protest method.

"Not great, not great."

The young public-sponsored student waved his hands repeatedly, ignoring the dissatisfaction of classmate Li Meng, while trying to look modest: "After staying with Xiao Xiao for a long time, I will always remember all kinds of strange knowledge..."

At this point, the wizard's voice suddenly stopped.

Out of the corner of his eye, he discovered with horror that his own shadow had made a sultry appearance at some point, and was sitting on Jiang Yu's shadow, making some shameless and obscene moves.

Because of the class, no one noticed this abnormality for the time being.

The boy turned his head away and moved his shoulders, trying to get the two shadows farther away, but this only made his own shadow become more arrogant - Zheng Qing dared to bet with the little green snake in his ears and eyes that this shadow was definitely intentional. .

"Is there any problem?" Jiang Yu immediately noticed the wizard's abnormality, and the quill he just lifted stopped in place again, and asked with concern.

"without!"

Zheng Qing almost shouted this word, but at the last moment, he finally realized that he was still in class and suppressed the shout. After the air flowed in his throat for a few times, it turned into a short breath. Dry laugh:

"No... no problem, I just think what the teacher just said makes sense! Just like what he said before, 'violating the rules of nature requires you to pay a corresponding price.' The two words 'natural' in this sentence Excellent use of words.”

Although the adjective "excellent" was used in the review, when Zheng Qing said the word "natural", he still glanced at his own shadow unconsciously, with great resentment in his voice, almost gnashing of teeth. .

The witch nodded slightly and nodded in agreement. Then, as the wizard prayed, as he wished, she pointed the feather behind her pen in the direction of the blackboard, signaling him to listen quickly.

This means she won't be looking left or right.

Zheng Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but at the same time he felt a little disappointed. If his shadow didn't wander around, he would very much like to chat with Jiang Yu for a while longer.

This different attitude towards the classroom is completely different from Zheng Qing's usual feeling in class - if Fatty Xin or Dr. Xiao were sitting next to him, they would inevitably chat a few words at this moment to eliminate the boring atmosphere in the classroom.

It's a pity that Jiang Yu and Li Meng are sitting next to him now.

Perhaps realizing that his tricks had lost the most important audience, Zheng Qing's shadow suddenly lay down lazily like a slug, sometimes twisting himself out of the twist, and sometimes dividing the position of his head into seven or eight branches. , as if turning into an ink-colored octopus.

Hooray!

Zheng Qing stood up decisively and pulled the large curtains to block the bright sunshine outside the window. The shadow of the curtain fell, completely drowning Zheng Qing's shadow.

The Potions lecturer on the podium nodded slightly, not paying attention to the wizard's sudden behavior, but pointed to a classmate sitting in another corner of the classroom:

"...Classmate, do you have any questions?"

The classmate Gan Ning mentioned was also an old acquaintance of Zheng Qing, Andrew Taylor from the Alpha College, the young patriarch of the Quebec werewolf clan, and a well-known rich man. It is said that in order to join Serprano's circle, he made a one-time Donated hundreds of jade coins to Cheung Kei Association.

Seeing his figure, Zheng Qing subconsciously thought of Lin Yan who stopped him in front of the library last week.