Hunting College

The learning of wizards is rarely purely theoretical, so even in the Shushan Hall, there are laboratories equipped by the first university for students. Of course, compared with the comprehensive laboratory in the teaching building or the professional testing field like Baicao Garden, the laboratory in the Shushan Pavilion is relatively simple, but it is enough for students studying in the library to simply verify the inspiration that has just burst in their minds. .

Moreover, because the cost of using the affiliated laboratory of the Shushanguan is included in the service catalog of the Shushanguan, in order to save a little credit, many freshmen will use the experimental equipment here to complete their studies as much as possible.

So most of the time, the laboratory downstairs is crowded.

When Zheng Qing stood in front of the test bench, there was a moment of confusion in his mind—because he did not remember applying to the librarian today to use the laboratory—but soon, the aroma permeating the gypsy witch made him ignore That's a bit confused.

At this moment, the two are standing in front of a test bench by the window.

The table is already full of yellow talisman paper, red cinnabar, clear and transparent sand-controlling fluid, and brushes of different thicknesses and models.

"I always feel that this glove is full of resentment."

The Gypsy Witch murmured, she was putting a pair of translucent long-sleeved gloves on her hand. Zheng Qing carefully helped her pull the cuffs behind her elbows, patiently smoothed out every wrinkle, and then tied her the tape buttons on the back of her apron.

Not far away, there seemed to be a faint chuckle from behind the other test stands.

The wizard felt a little warm on his cheeks.

He squinted and carefully glanced at the surrounding test bench. But I feel a little blurred vision. There seemed to be tears in his eyes, and it was like an old-fashioned picture tube television. You could only see the surrounding people, but not very clearly.

"Did you listen to me?!" The witch's annoyed voice came from the ear.

The wizard immediately recovered, and repeatedly agreed:

"Of course, of course... you can detect the resentment on the gloves, probably because you have a high divination talent and sensitive spirit... But in theory, these protective gears in the library have been repeatedly checked by professors, except for the protective patterns above. Besides, it is impossible for any negative power to remain."

Depending on the experiment done, the wizards also use different protection methods. For example, when doing alchemy experiments, wizards would wear dragon skin jumpsuits, deerskin gloves, and sometimes ugly protective masks; when doing drug experiments, wizards would generally wear ice silk robes, Put on plain goggles. When doing experiments on talisman and formation, the wizards would wear silkworm leather gloves and fish skin aprons.

The silkworm skin is thin and light, which can clearly feel the subtle difference between the pen tip and the talisman paper, while the fish skin can prevent most of the "dye" from falling on the beautiful robes of the young wizards.

In the long history, wizards have discovered that too much exposure to experimental materials and too many experimental behaviors will seriously affect the health of wizards and accelerate their aging and sub-health. Just like the great wizards in ancient legends, many of them have old faces and rickets.

With the development of modern magic theory and the continuous improvement of the knowledge structure, wizards are paying more and more attention to their own protection. Various exquisite protective patterns and spells have been developed, which greatly guarantees the safety of wizard experiments.

After tightening the straps, Zheng Qing raised her head, just in time to see Ilena smiling, turning her head, casually twirling her own burgundy wave, clamped it with a clip, revealing her white neck.

Zheng Qing couldn't help sticking out his hand, and touched the strands of blue silk hanging on her ears, arousing her annoying eyes.

"Beautiful and beautiful, with picturesque eyebrows."

Zheng Qing praised him cheeky, but was ridiculed by Irina again:

"Don't you know that being picturesque is a curse?"

"Swear words?" The young wizard felt baffled. How could this word be flattering.

"Faceless demon, you know, Huaxia also called them Painted Skins." The witch raised her hand, tucked the few strands of green silk back in her ear, and glanced at the wizard: "Picture-like brows are the words to describe them... …"

"Faceless Demon..."

The word sounded like thunder, and it blew up in the wizard's ears, and all the infamous classmates around him turned their heads and looked at Zheng Qing, revealing shaggy cat faces.

"Meow……"

The uniform cries of cats suddenly sounded, awakening the wizard from his sleep.

He turned over and got up from the chair. The desk he pushed made a huge creaking sound, and other students in the library who were reading carefully turned their dissatisfied eyes on him.

Zheng Qing wiped the thin cold sweat on his forehead and smiled apologetically at the surroundings.

At this time, he noticed that Xiao Xiao sat across from his desk at some point.

"When did you come?" The young public student sat back in the chair and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why didn't you wake me up just now?"

"Looking at you sleeping soundly, drooling, and smirking... I can't bear to wake you up." Xiao Xiao shrugged, and the corners of his mouth curled downwards: "I didn't expect it would become a nightmare... you are a dream. Did Jiang Yu fight with Senior Sister Korma?"

Dr. Zheng Qingchong rolled his eyes and did not answer the ridicule.

"Let's refresh your mind with a cigarette candy," the doctor tossed Zheng Qing a piece of hard candy: "It's mint flavored, light-smoky, it won't make you slobber."

Zheng Qing took the candy, tore off the cyan wrapping paper, and took a cautious look. A chubby panda's head is carved into the sugar, and several runes can be seen faintly flashing in the translucent candy.

"I remember you said that this kind of candy is more irritating and bad for our spirits." Zheng Qing reminded-the last time he came into contact with this kind of candy, it was the first time he wandered, when Zhang Jixin was tricked and ate it. He couldn't forget the taste of a chili-flavored tobacco candy until now.

Hearing Zheng Qing's reminder, Xiao Xiao sighed heavily.

"Alcohol hurts the liver, oil hurts the lungs, stays up late and hurts the mind... I haven't seen you drink two sips of green bees and go to bed early at night." Dr. Xiao Da's reasoning is always full: "It's right to eat less smoke and sugar, but When you need it, you should eat or eat."

Speaking ~www.readwn.com~ The quill in his hand was whirled on his fingertips and pointed around.

"...For the final exam, if a student doesn't prepare a few refreshing things, smoke candies are relatively mild things." At this point, he seemed to be awake and looked at Zheng Qing: "Or, you want to use it. Dragon Claw Powder or Hu Meizi’s dry dung? Although that thing can make your mind brighter in a short time, it is addictive and not a good thing."

Zheng Qing resisted the urge to stuff sugar into Xiao Xiao's mouth.

"I don't want to use anything." With sugar in his mouth, he muttered vaguely. The coolness of mint mixed with the sweet and sour of candy, blooms on the taste buds on the tip of his tongue, and the exhaustion that just woke up is instantly driven away. .

Zheng Qing took a breath.

Finally remembered another question.

He looked up at Xiao Xiao: "Didn't you say you are going to the study room? Why did you come to the library again?"

"Because I don't want to be kicked to death by the horse." The doctor replied.