Hunting College

When the bell rang at the end of get out of class, the students had not fully awakened from the shock just now.

The sound of applause, applause, the sound of tapping the table and pushing on the floor, the roar of hoarseness, and some crackling made by spells, the atmosphere in the classroom was very chaotic.

The elf school workers in gray uniforms were frightened by the grumpy performance of these young wizards and flew around. Some hid at the top of the curtains, some hid behind the overhead chandeliers, and some simply opened the cupboards in the back of the classroom and hid in the cracks of those heavy books.

Downton and a few students from Alpha Academy worked hard to finally drive these young people with the spirit of gossip out of the classroom.

Only Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao left in the classroom.

"You guys look at him," Before closing the classroom door and leaving, Downton poked his head into the classroom and exhorted: "In a few minutes, wait for the corridor to be clear before leaving... Watch him, don't let him go. What a fool!"

After all, the class leader Tang slammed the door of the classroom forcefully.

Across the thick classroom walls, some students could still faintly hear the voice of some students hoping to see the doctor, as well as the squad leader Tang's hoarse expulsion.

A few elves were bold, poking their heads from behind the curtains to inquire about the wind.

Then they found that there were still people in the classroom, so they screamed ‘xixi’ and quickly retracted.

Xiao Xiaoan sat quietly in his seat, standing upright, with his thick notebook on hand.

"Actually, this matter is not particularly stupid." Zhang Jixin suddenly grunted and laughed: "At least because he made trouble, Mr. Sima didn't leave us homework for this class."

The other boys suddenly laughed lowly.

Only Fatty Xin remained stern.

"I'm very disappointed!" The fat man stretched out the stubby index finger of his right hand, shook it vigorously in mid-air, and said in a voice that was almost gnashing his teeth: "Very, very, disappointed!"

No one asked why.

Everyone knows why he was disappointed.

"Xiao...big...Doctor!" Zheng Qing stretched out his voice and massaged Xiao Xiao's shoulders very friendly: "Don't you think... should you tell us something?"

"You actually carried us on your back and made such an accident!" Fatty Xin walked back and forth in front of Xiao Xiao, waving his hands vigorously, and exclaimed angrily: "It's so disappointing... you can follow We discussed it."

"What are you discussing?" Zhang Jixin tilted his head and cracked his fingers: "Will we discuss whether we should hold the book of Fa when he confessed and pray together? Or discuss to invite a bunch of Cupid elves to the classroom? Sprinkle flowers!"

"There isn't a word in his notebook!" Zheng Qing's head crossed Xiao Xiao's shoulders, and said in surprise: "I always thought his notebook was densely packed with notes."

"Key point!" Fatty Xin exclaimed heartily, "Is this the point? Is it time to care about whether there are words in his book? Our squad leader, squad leader Tang, is still outside the classroom to resist those innocent disasters. Now Is it when you care if there are any notes in his notebook?"

In the corridor outside the classroom, Downton was still faintly audible.

Zheng Qing shook his head decisively.

"I said," Duan Xiaojian walked around the classroom a few times with a kick, then suddenly came over and hummed: "Do we need to look at him so tightly? We have already confessed to him in class... What stupid thing can be done?"

"Did you think he would do this before?" Fatty Xin slanted his eyes, sighing.

Duan Xiaojian was stunned and shook his head quickly.

"So," the fat man emphasized, "why do you think he won't do anything... even more stupid things!"

"He won't go to Dongtaoyuan and try to break into the professors' residence." Zheng Qinggan smiled and turned to look at Xiao Xiao: "You can't, are you?"

Xiao Xiao still sat quietly in his place, without making a sound.

It's just that he took out a quill pen from nowhere, dipped in ink and quickly wrote something on the blank notebook.

After the pitch-black ink fell on the notebook, it quickly penetrated into the paper without leaving a trace of ink.

It is new, smooth and clean, like a new notebook that has just been opened.

Because the tip of his pen moved so fast, Zheng Qing did not understand what he was writing.

"This book is really interesting." The young public servant glanced at the fast sliding quill and muttered quietly, completely forgetting the question he had just asked.

"Are you a goldfish?" Fatty Xin hated iron for not making steel, and patted Zheng Qing on the shoulder again: "You forgot what you just said?"

"Huh?" Zheng Qing turned his head with a blank face, and then quickly became sober: "There is a problem with his notebook!"

"We all know that there is something wrong with his book," Fatty Xin squeezed Zheng Qing away, put his chubby arms around Xiao Xiao's head, flexed his fingers and pressed Xiao Xiao's notebook hard, and said angrily: "Like this master. ......There are problems!"

"I only know that Dr. Xiao is a person with extensive knowledge, but I don't know that his hobbies are so extensive." Duan Xiaojian praised with a numbing voice: "A truly worthy'Doctor'!"

"There is a cloud in the "Photobook",'The line is light and thin, and the eyes are slanting and cheap and silver.'" Zhang Jixin jumped onto the table at some point, sitting cross-legged seriously, quickly turning over the photo book in his hand. The head said: "Look at the appearance of Dr. Xiao Da, his face is very fire-colored, the tail of his eyes is slightly curved, his pupils often squint upwards, the mist in his eyes is hazy, and he looks like a flimsy, silvery wanderer!"

"I think the fire on your face is much heavier than the doctor." Zheng Qing looked at Zhang Jixin's red face~www.ltnovel.com~ and couldn't help but vomit.

"This is blood!" Zhang Jixin blushed and his neck was thick, and his gasping voice was much louder: "Blood, do you understand? The blood flowed up and refreshed... it was far from his peachy face!"

"I just said that he changed his belt again this morning, and he applied grease and powder, and spent an hour in front of the full-length mirror." Fatty Xin suddenly beat his chest beside him, with a sudden realization: "So because of this... Discuss, although I know less magic, I can still get a few roses from the flower bed."

While speaking, the noise outside the classroom has gradually become low, and eventually disappeared.

Zheng Qing took out his pocket watch from his arms and saw that half an hour had passed.

Because there was still Yao's philosophy class in the afternoon, he greeted everyone to leave.

The elves came out from all corners of the classroom and flew happily in the air to celebrate the leaving of these irritable young wizards.

The stick figure on the white paper behind the door weakly yelled "Retreat... towards..."