Hunting College

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It was a good night, but someone took me to the Silent Forest for a walk.

Zheng Qing felt a little tired.

He could have gone to the Maoguo Tree to bask in the moonlight, or trained the three great elves at the Qingqiu Mansion. But that's not necessarily a bad night.

Whether it was the verse given by the elder of the Utya tribe before leaving or the few bolides streaking across the night sky, Zheng Qing felt that the distance between him and the crow was getting closer.

But only a little.

Just like a tourist walking in the fog, his eyes are completely white and he cannot distinguish anything. Although he takes a step forward, the fog does not dissipate and his surroundings are still blurry.

Perhaps because of the gloomy air on the night of Qingming Festival, or perhaps because of those bolide stars, Zheng Qing had a very uneasy sleep that night, but he did not have any nightmares.

When I woke up in the morning, the nightmare doll was lying neatly beside my pillow, with not a single head missing.

He stretched his hand out of the tent out of habit. After a long time, he didn't receive the hot towel. Just when he was about to say something, he suddenly remembered that his elves were now living in Qingqiu Mansion, and he suddenly felt depressed.

It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

Even though it had been a few days, he still hadn't fully adapted to being without the elves.

But it only took one morning, and the suddenly intense study pace completely wiped away all his depression.

Writing homework, discussing homework with Jiang Yu, handing in homework, discussing graduation thesis with Su Shijun, previewing homework, remotely understanding the situation of the big elves on the first day of class, doing experiments, and taking time to prepare lessons - balancing the lives of students, teaching assistants, and nannies is In this way, one lid and eight pots always make people busy.

Fortunately, Zheng Qing was quite agile and would not miss any of the pot.

The good news is that strong external pressure stimulated Zheng Qing's internal potential. On Tuesday evening, during dinner, the black gem Zheng Qing had been holding in his hands for a long time finally turned into a cat.

It was already the seventh week of school, and more than a month had passed since he received this task from Lao Yao.

It’s also fun to say.

At that time, Zheng Qing had just picked up a piece of mushroom cream soup. At the next table, several witches were frying fish. No one knew why these first-grade girls chose to cook by themselves in the cafeteria. In short, they threw away a few lively fresh fish in a hurry. In the hot frying pan, the moment a palm-sized fish fell into the pan, it flicked its tail hard and jumped out desperately. By coincidence, it came straight to Zheng Qing's face.

Because of the sizzling sound next to him, Zheng Qing had been paying special attention, so he caught a glimpse of the shadow coming towards his face for the first time and subconsciously tilted his head back.

Fish, he dodged it.

But because he was nervous for a moment and needed to finish the bowl of mushroom soup, he used a little more strength with his other hand, and the black gem originally held in the palm of his hand slipped out of his fist. .

Like another black fish.

With his center of gravity unstable and his posture wrong, Zheng Qing had no time to catch his black gem. He subconsciously gritted his teeth and was already prepared to hear the crisp sound of the black gem falling to the ground.

As a result, just when it was about to land, the black gemstone was like a piece of melted plasticine. It gracefully stretched out its arms, legs and tail, and landed lightly on the floor. Then it looked back at Zheng Qing.

Although its face was still a little blurry, Zheng Qing swore that he read a bit of blame from the black gem cat's expression.

As if complaining about his clumsiness.

Just when Zheng Qing was stunned, the black gem cat flicked his Weibo, shot out like an arrow from a string, and nimbly pounced on the little fish that was trying to escape, and caught it back in its mouth.

"Hug, sorry!"

"We didn't mean it!"

"I'm so sorry...ah, your sleeves are dirty!"

Several witches at the table next to them stood up in panic and apologized profusely. One of them even took out a handkerchief, as if he wanted to help Zheng Qing wipe the stains on his sleeves.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter...it doesn't matter."

Zheng Qing put down the soup bowl, waved his hands repeatedly, and quickly took out his handkerchief to wipe off the stains on his cuffs: "...it was just an accident, it's okay."

The black gem cat jumped up to the dining table with the fish that was bigger than itself in its mouth, then stopped at the edge of the dining table, looked at Zheng Qing, and then at the witches, obviously hesitant about where the fish should be. How to deal with it.

"Wow! Is this your pet? It's so awesome!" One of the witches held her hands on her chest, leaned forward, looked at the black gem cat, and smiled cutely.

Zheng Qing noticed that her collar was a little loose, so he coughed subconsciously and avoided looking.

"No, it's not a pet, nor an alchemical creature...it's just transformation, ordinary transformation." He muttered, looked at his companions, and motioned for them to say something.

But Xiao Xiao and Xin were both focused on the steaks in front of them, as if they didn't notice the little commotion around them at all.

Zheng Qing was forced to face several witches on his own.

Turning around, he happened to bump into several pairs of shining eyes, which immediately made his back feel numb. UU reading www.uukanshu.net

"Transformation! This cat turned out to be a transformation! Senior, you are so awesome! This cat looks exactly like a living cat! It seems to be able to understand what we are saying!"

"This should be an advanced transformation technique... Are we going to learn such advanced content in the second grade? But now I can't even transform into a pumpkin car..."

"Then you need to find a suitable tutor."

"Senior, you are so good, can you teach us? I can grill fish for you! The fish I grill is delicious! Or we can also run errands for you. You are so good, accept us as your younger brothers!"

The witches were chattering and naturally gathered around Zheng Qing, teasing the black gem cat who was also at a loss. They seemed to have completely forgotten about their grilled fish.

Embarrassing.

Just blow hard.

There is no technical flattery.

Even though Zheng Qing held his breath, he could still smell several different aromas coming towards his face, mixed together, almost suffocating him.

"Sorry, I have a lot of homework and don't have time to help others with their homework."

The wizard refused dryly, subconsciously ignoring the other party's weird request to be a 'little brother'. At the same time, in order to avoid the awkward atmosphere, he tried to change the subject: "...Why do you guys fry your own fish in the cafeteria?"

"Because the canteen doesn't prohibit us from frying our own fish."

The leading witch looked at Zheng Qing boldly, as if looking at a oily fried fish: "Many things are not prohibited, but everyone is allowed to try them, right?"

"And 'raw fish is fried, dead fish is pickled', this is the basic principle of cooking fish," another witch added seriously: "We don't want to eat pickled fish, and we don't want to eat dead fish fried by others... so we brought Fry the live fish and eat it yourself.”

(End of chapter)

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