Hunting High School
Chapter 184 Classmate, Something Happened To You
"In divination, the most subtle part is the guessing of people's hearts."
"Any small change in a person's thoughts will cause huge and different consequences after several layers of transmission... This is the variable, which is the most fascinating part of divination, and it is also what every fortune-teller tries to answer. Confuse."
"If time is the most powerful and authoritative embodiment of magic, then the human heart is the most mysterious and delicate part of magic."
On the podium, Professor Yi burned a cluster of dead leaves with a small fire and asked everyone to record the state and thickness of the smoke in detail. At the same time, he described the divination magic in his eyes to the freshmen present with a singing aria.
In the past, this short sentence similar to chicken soup was Zheng Qing's favorite.
He always took the trouble to extract these sentences from the professors, and recorded them on the title page of the textbook, the folder of the notebook, and even some blank bookmark pages.
But today, he doesn't have that spirit.
Because of the insomnia last night, the young public-funded student is now drowsy, and the soft voice of the professor on the podium seems to be floating from the distant sky, dreamlike and unreal, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.
His eyelids were too heavy, as if someone had applied a thick layer of glue on them. Every time he forced his eyelids to open, they would always close again under the sticky glue.
In a daze, Zheng Qing couldn't help but put his hands behind his ears, trying to catch a few unwarranted sleepy bugs.
Of course, he didn't catch anything except the scratching of his ears.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
There seemed to be a faint knock on the door in the distance.
Could it be that he was in a dream? The young public fee student asked himself in his heart.
It must be. He immediately answered himself like this - you know, it's class time now. Especially divination, a course that pays great attention to secrecy and safety, has stricter requirements on the teaching environment.
Few people would close their eyes and come to interrupt the professors when they were in class.
You should know that almost all the professors at First University are senior registered wizards, and there are even some great wizards! To make them angry is not something that can be passed by blowing their beards and staring at them.
Zheng Qing was asking and answering himself in a haze, with all kinds of messy thoughts passing through his mind like a whirlwind, so that he didn't notice the slight commotion in the surrounding atmosphere.
Outside of the consciousness of the public-funded students, in classroom 1001 of the East Attachment, the students in Class 08-1 of Astronomy, who are taking a divination class, do not have as many knocks on the door as their public-funded students. Suspect.
Because it is.
Someone was indeed standing outside the classroom, knocking on the door.
The tiny flame on the dead leaf in Professor Yi's hand shook slightly and was almost extinguished. The rising smoke also trembled violently with the swaying flames.
The professor snorted dissatisfied, and threw the discarded dead leaves into the trash can next to him.
The elves in overalls who were sitting on the edge of the blackboard immediately rushed up with wet rags, and hurriedly knocked out the dead leaves that were still smoking in the bucket.
The classroom was quiet, everyone's eyes were on the door of the classroom and on the face of the professor, only the sound of the elves knocking out the fireworks echoed in everyone's ears.
Professor Yi frowned, and the corners of his mouth were slightly turned down, looking a little unhappy.
But he still maintained his own demeanor very well.
"Open the door." The professor of the divination class ordered softly.
"Deling!" The stick figure behind the door raised a thin line drawn arm to salute, and stood at attention—compared with the stick figure behind the door of classroom 601 in the east of the teaching building, this The life of stick figures is obviously a little happier.
Because the author named may sketched a dog in the blank space of the drawing paper.
Although there is no painted mouth, the dog can't bark, but having a playmate is obviously much more comforting than Kuhaha staying alone on the drawing paper.
The classroom door was slowly opened amidst creaking noises.
A young witch with a stern face, wearing a long black dress and a small white ruffled apron stood at the door.
"Excuse me, Professor." The young witch saluted solemnly, but said firmly to the professor, "Excuse me, is Zheng Qing in this classroom?"
The classroom continued to be silent.
But with the slight sound of hula la, all the students involuntarily turned their eyes to the back row of the classroom, looking at the young public fee student sitting in the corner.
...
As a child, Zheng Qing had many unrealistic daydreams.
For example, sitting in class, he once imagined that the classmate named Huanhuan in the next class knocked on the door of the classroom, and in front of everyone, came to him with her melodious and crisp voice like a lark, and said something personal—— He had fantasized about everyone's reactions many times: shock, envy, jealousy, curiosity, etc., any kind of strange gaze made him feel satisfied in his fantasies.
This kind of daydream is similar to Cinderella's dream that the prince riding on five-color auspicious clouds will marry her. Although the subject is slightly different, the nature is the same.
But dreams are dreams after all.
Throughout the entire elementary and middle school days, that girl never knocked on the door in his classroom, even when she saw him on the road, she would bow her head and walk away quickly, let alone say something in full view.
As an adult, he should have passed the age of dreaming, and he involuntarily entered a more dreamy world, so that those little thoughts from a long time ago were unknowingly buried deep in his memory.
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When there was a knock on the door of the classroom, perhaps it was a blessing to the soul, but Zheng Qing unconsciously remembered the daydreams she had when she was a child.
Until Xiao Xiao, who was next to him, poked him vigorously with the brush holder, the young public fee student raised his head in a daze, still feeling a strange sense of absurdity deep in his heart.
"Excuse me, let me find classmate Zheng Qing." The young witch stood at the door of the classroom, repeating her own request.
After seeing the witch's attire, Professor Yi's dissatisfied expression disappeared immediately, but he raised his eyebrows, showing a slightly surprised expression.
"What's the matter?" The professor tilted his head, his tone very gentle.
"I have some personal matters, and I need to communicate with Zheng Qing." The witch replied politely, but everyone in the classroom could feel a trace of suppressed anger in her tone.
Zheng Qing rubbed his sore eyelids, and quietly pinched Own's tiger's mouth.
The clear pain told him that this was not a dream.
He couldn't help but gasped.
"Tsk tsk," Xin Fatty, who was sitting in the front row of him, turned around, with a look of pity or jealousy on his face, and hummed in a gloating tone: "What should I do... Brother Qing, let's go along ... something happened to you!"
"What's my business!" Gong Feisheng murmured, still confused.
"What else can you do! You make people's stomachs bigger, and you start messing and abandoning things..."
Zheng Qing's eyes widened immediately: "Fog Grass! Fatty, I warn you, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately..."
Before he finished speaking, Professor Yi waved to him on the podium.
The young public finance student had no choice but to stuff the words he had prepared to argue with Fatty back into his stomach.
"Student Zheng Qing? Classmate Zheng Qing...Someone is looking for you." The professor looked at him with a smile: "It's just right, take this opportunity to go out and have a shower, don't sleep in the classroom, the air in the classroom is not circulated, it is not good for your health... For the rest of the class today, I will tell you when I have tutoring tonight."
Zheng Qing smiled awkwardly, her ears were a little red.
As a good student, it is not a glorious thing to be caught sleeping in class.
Fortunately, he was able to escape this embarrassing atmosphere now—full of doubts, he followed the young witch out of the classroom with the curious eyes of the classroom behind his back.
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