Hunting College

Under normal circumstances.

After lunch, Zheng Qing will stroll back to the dormitory and take a nap with a pillow for an hour, so as to save enough energy for the afternoon class. And Xiao Xiao would hug his huge notebook and plunge one end into the Library of the Book Mountain, and would not slowly come out of the library until the bell rings before class in the afternoon.

But today is special.

Several boys from Astronomy Class 08-1 came out of the cafeteria, did not go back to the dormitory or the library.

They turned into a secret corridor, and they didn't walk long before they heard the gurgling water of Linzhong Lake.

This promenade around the lake is the transportation hub of the school. Even in the hottest hours at noon, there are always many people coming and going.

It's still early, and it's just lunch, so the boys are not in a hurry.

Because of Xiao Xiao's intimidation at the lunch table, Zheng Qing felt strange as he thought about it.

"The last time I had a headache, it should have been on the special plane that came to the first university-you should have all seen it." He cocked his fingers and said carefully: "Normally, a headache will have a nightmare for about a week. ."

"It's been almost a month since school started." Fatty Xin squinted, his chubby face almost wrinkled into a ball of flesh: "This is very abnormal!"

"Very abnormal." Zheng Qing nodded and emphasized again.

"Do you remember when you had a nightmare the last time?" Xiao Xiao held the notebook and tilted his head with great interest: "Perhaps some clues can be found through dreams... For wizards, there is no baselessness. illusory."

"Yesterday or the day before yesterday?" Zheng Qing squeezed his chin, thinking hard for a long time, and finally gave up: "I can't remember the exact time...but I remember this nightmare clearly! I have never remembered it so clearly before."

Mentioning this nightmare, he immediately became more energetic: "A huge foot...very big, I am not as high as its toes!"

The young public-sponsored student stood on tiptoe and made exaggerated gestures, trying to prove the size of the terrifying monster in his dream:

"A huge existence with this kind of foot chased me from the wheat field to the top of the mountain... It roared, and it made a roaring sound... It was like thunder... I ran hard, that big foot always Almost crushed me."

"But I definitely didn't step on it." Zhang Jixin turned his head boredly, searching for the pretty **** the road.

Then he saw a figure with long hair fluttering, his eyes lighted up, and he yanked Dr. Xiao who was beside him.

"You'll wake up when you step on it." Xiao Xiao replied perfunctorily, his face changed immediately following Zhang Jixin's fingers.

Zheng Qing did not notice the passing of the attention of his friends.

He is still vigorously exaggerating the helplessness and fear in his nightmare.

"I was awakened by falling down the cliff in the end," he concluded, still having lingering fears: "When I woke up, I was sweating...very standard nightmare."

"How do you know that you have not been stepped on by that big foot?" Fatty Xin's fat palm was slapped on the back of the young public servant, and he grinned with shock.

"Anyone with a brain can know it!" Zheng Qing endured the pain and roared: "That horrible guy, step on your head, will you forget it?"

"Hello, teacher!" The roar of Qi Shushu rang in his ears, overwhelming his roar, and startled the young public servant.

He turned his head and saw Mr. Sima Yangyun walking past several people holding the handout.

This greeting obviously shocked the beautiful Sima.

Her face was flushed, and she looked a little annoyed.

But after seeing Xiao Xiao's stunned eyes, he couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

"Good for you," she smiled slightly and nodded, but her steps were a little faster unconsciously, and in the blink of an eye she turned into a corridor next to her, disappearing without a trace.

Xiao Xiao let out a long sigh, and walked towards the bishop's building dejectedly.

Zheng Qing smacked his lips and gave up the plan to discuss his nightmare.

Obviously, in this atmosphere, Dr. Xiao Da was not in the mood to help him.

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Since Professor Emma established her rules in the first astronomy class, the classes in the following weeks have been very smooth.

In other words, law brings habit.

Every Tuesday afternoon, Ms. Emma will release a homework list at the end of get out of class, which lists the daily exercises for the next week; every Monday to Friday, Downton class leader will knock on each male dormitory to ask for homework, and then in the next Delivered to Ms. Emma's office in the morning before class starts.

According to class leader Tang, that office never seemed to be closed-no matter what time it passed, Professor Emma would correct the homework in it.

This made the young wizards of Astronomy 08-1 class more and more trembling, afraid to make a slight discount on their homework.

Don't dare to be late for her class.

Such as Zheng Qing.

He would even give up the habit of going back to the dormitory to squint for a while after lunch, and roll his eyelids to 202 in the bishop's building.

He would rather lie on the desk of the gangster and take a nap than face Professor Emma's angry eyes.

202 in the bishop's building is the classroom for the astronomy class.

Similar to the divination course, it is a school-wide basic course, and the courses are relatively difficult. The astronomy course also adopts a small class teaching model.

So when a few boys walked into the classroom, all they could see were familiar faces.

Under the leadership of Liu Feifei and Jiang Yu, the girls came even earlier than the boys—Zheng Qing very much doubted where their lunch was settled.

"You **** little ghosts, don't you have a break at noon?" The stick figure villain behind the door howled feebly, splashing and rolling on the narrow white paper.

It's just that the freshmen have become accustomed to its various weird behaviors, which is not surprising.

No one cares about it.

Everyone held their textbooks, squinted, and tried to squint for a few more minutes before the formal class.

Li Meng was even sound asleep. She lay on Jiang Yu's lap, purring like a kitten, and even the footsteps of the boys passing by the table did not wake her up.

This harmonious and quiet atmosphere stopped abruptly at half past one~www.readwn.com~ Humming, humming footsteps sounded in the corridors.

It works better than an alarm clock.

Almost everyone bounced off the desk in an instant and sat upright.

The stick figure figure behind the door also stopped playing, and silently hid in the corner of the white paper, shrinking himself into a ball of thread.

The little elves who used to clean the classroom slowly put away their tools, neatly lined up on the blackboard, folded their translucent wings, and smiled at the young wizards who worked hard to cheer up. They.

The door of the classroom was pushed open with a cry.

"Class!"

Ms. Emma's angry voice rang in everyone's ears.

"Might... Wu..." Zheng Qing beat a drum in his heart.