The person is cursing and is a conjurer

Chapter 17 The end of the rain, and the road ahead.

As the last day of the weekend approaches, junior high school students always feel a sense of comfort, a joy that high school students will never experience again.

In the first class in the afternoon, everyone responded to the teacher's questions as if they had been given a shot of blood. The smart foreign language teacher wearing a naked Mediterranean looked pleased and enjoyed the learning atmosphere. He mustered up his energy for the first time in a long time and stood up. On the podium, he taught the important knowledge points in the textbook with great energy.

In fact, very few people in the class were listening carefully, and most of them were carrying out their enthusiasm for the weekend.

There are even more extreme ones, such as: Shigure Qian, that student who always seems to have no motivation.

At this moment, he was lying under the upright foreign language book, falling asleep. The spring breeze blew lazily on his face through the window, and the warm sunshine reflected the desk. An hour after finishing lunch, it was difficult to Don't you want to sleep in this weather?
And as an excellent and diligent middle school student, how do you manage to not feel sleepy in the first class in the afternoon?Shiguqian couldn't understand, so he chose to lie down quietly.

"It's a happy decision. I'll study hard next class."

Quietly, time passed bit by bit, and the initial enthusiasm of the students finally waned. The foreign language teacher, who felt a little wrong, resumed speaking Japanese with his Kansai accent and began to patrol around. He attempted to rekindle the enthusiasm of his students.

The one he looked at and focused on was naturally the student who was sent out of the classroom last time.

"How can it be repaired? What happened to this guy? Why did he fall asleep in my class again?"

The long ruler hit Shiguqian's table, and the standing foreign language instantly fell on Shiguqian's head. This movement quickly woke up Shiguqian.

"What? Is school over? Did I sleep for that long? I remember I just squinted for a short while." Shi Yuqian stood up in a daze, wiped the remaining saliva from his mouth, and put the book away Put it in your school bag and get ready to leave.

The foreign language teacher wrinkled his already wrinkled face, and his expression became increasingly gloomy. He asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Isn't school over? Of course I have to go home, otherwise..." Shi Yuqian suddenly stopped mid-sentence, looking at the gloomy black face, he murmured: "Oops."

The whole class burst into laughter. This was the second time Shi Yuqian made a joke in foreign language class.

The foreign language teacher's lion's roar came from the classroom: "You, stand outside with your book and see what you look like!"

"I know." A figure fled the classroom in despair.

Afterwards, the foreign language teacher did not forget to alert the others. He kept tapping the ruler during the lecture, and the crisp sound reached everyone's ears: "Look, look at his lazy look. If all of you are like him, then How are you preparing for the next entrance exam?"

"Sensei, Shigure Qian's grades have always been the first in our class."

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Standing at the door, Shigure Qian leaned against the wall boredly, with the open book lightly covering his face, "What happened? Why did the teacher catch me again? I think about it, I should be writing a self-criticism this time, right?" .”

"Hey, I don't know why, but I always miss the big tree."

There was a crisp sound of footsteps in the empty corridor. Listening to the sound, it seemed that they were getting closer and closer.

At this moment, a cell phone rang, and the figure stopped where he was and answered the phone, "Jie, what's wrong?"

What's going on with this guy?He spoke so loudly, as if he didn't pay attention to the class that was in class at all. If this person was a student, he must be the kind of guy who doesn't follow discipline. It's not like he has excellent grades, listens in class, and respects the class. A good student with mentors and friends.

Shi Yuqian thought like this in her heart, completely forgetting why she was standing here.

The footsteps were still approaching, and the tone of his voice gradually became frivolous and exaggerated, "Ha!? What did you say? Gone?"

"How is that possible? Are you sure you're not presbyopic, Jay?"

"Being exorcised? And there is no curse left behind, as if it was carefully erased? Who else can exorcise a curse of that level besides us? Ah, it's really a headache. Wait for me to talk about it later, I I'm still looking for our co-contemporary, well, let's not talk about it for now, I'm here." After hanging up the phone, his voice went straight past Shi Yuqian.

"Very good~ It's finally here."

At the same time, Shiguqian opened the foreign language book and looked at the white-haired figure standing at the door of the class.

He seemed to be thinking about something.

"Ah? Are you still in class?"

"Wait a minute, isn't there another one?" While muttering to himself, the white-haired figure walked towards Shiguqian, "Hey, classmate~"

"wrong."

What's wrong?Before Shi Yuqian could react, he had already appeared in front of Shi Yuqian.

"What's going on? Is that really human speed just now? No, it's more like a flash in a game."

Involuntarily, Shiguqian smelled a hint of danger from the man in front of her.

As the man in front of him pulled down his sunglasses, Shi Yuqian saw a pair of eyes that were different from ordinary people's. There was a faint white mist in the pale blue eyes, like sky-blue gems.How could it be a pair of eyes like this?What is going on with this guy?

"I almost missed it. The magic power was well hidden, but I still discovered it. This invisible magic power is almost as much as mine. It's really scary~" The white-haired man revealed a A frivolous smile looks annoying.

"So, who are you?"

ha?Ask me who I am?Shouldn't I ask you this?

Wait, the uniform he's wearing doesn't seem to be our school's uniform. Could it be that he's from the Conjuring College?
Shigure Qian thought for a while, and finally replied succinctly: "Shigure Qian."

The white-haired man in front of him was stunned for a moment and repeated in confusion: "Shigure Qian?"

"Well, what happened?"

Just nodded slightly, and the white-haired man put a hand on Shiguqian's shoulder, "Very good, as expected of me. The efficiency of finding people is really very high."

"This is the first time we meet. My name is Gojo Satoru. I come from the Tokyo Metropolitan College of Magic. You must have heard of us already, right? What do you think, do you want to join us?"

"The story of a hot-blooded Japanese male high school boy secretly saving the world is not bad, right? Whether he becomes a brave man or a hero, he will be worthy of praise." Gojo Satoru, the second-year middle school boy, started a long speech.

"Good middle school, good social cow." Shi Yuqian complained secretly in her heart.

"I know, I'll join."

"Ale? Don't you want to hear me finish reading? This is a passionate little composition that I stayed up all night to recite, and I finally wrote it out." Gojo Satoru was a little surprised, as if he didn't expect Shiguqian to agree so happily.

"No need. I remember you just said the word "same period", right? Does it mean that as soon as I enter the school, I will be a first-year student in the high school? I am only in the third year of junior high school now, does it matter?"

"Well, it doesn't matter. It's probably because one of the second-year students was killed by a curse spirit during the dispatch mission. Now the college's senior officials value the new spellcasters very seriously, so even this is not a problem. "

"Killed by a curse spirit?" Shigu Qian murmured, "Life is really fragile."

"What? Are you scared now?"

"No, I want to ask what the Conjuration College will teach you after you go to school?"

Gojo Satoru touched his chin, thought about it carefully and replied: "There will be physical arts, spells, and barrier arts, but there is a high probability that there will be more actual combat."

"I agreed, when will I enroll?"

"In a few days, we will go back to school together."

Tokyo, Japan time, 15:30.

"Ding Ding."

As the bell rang for the end of get out of class, a large crowd of black people rushed out of the school gate. The afterglow of the setting sun was just right, and the mottled tree shadows,

Swinging on the metal guardrail, Shi Yuqian stood in the corridor outside the classroom and looked down at the scenery of the campus. The snow-white cherry blossoms slowly fell, following the distant figure as they drifted into the distance.

"It's time to say goodbye here and pursue my future."

Shiguqian knocked on the teacher's office with the filled-in transfer information.

"Please come in."

Chizuru Ozawa looked at the transfer information with confusion, then turned to Shigure Qian, with a strange tone of confusion: "Are you kidding me? Are you going to transfer to an unknown vocational high school?"

"What? I've never heard of Tokyo Metropolitan College of Magic. Isn't this a liar? I advise you to think carefully."

"With your current grades, you can definitely go to any famous university. Even in the future, as long as you work a little harder, Tokyo University and Waseda will not be a problem. Why would you choose to go to a religious school?"

"Although you have a lazy temperament, it is a good choice to go to a prestigious university and become a civil servant waiting to die. The teacher advises you to think about it carefully."

"Sensei, students at this school not only have free tuition during schooling, but also provide students with living expenses. More importantly, they are directly assigned to jobs after graduating from high school. The salary is high, the work is less, and various insurance premiums are also paid."

"Do less and get more. Getting something for nothing has always been my dream. Please don't stop my bright and beautiful future."

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(End of this chapter)