Hunting College

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When the yellowish sun appeared directly above the roof of the distant building, the report of the chief assistant in the dean's office was also coming to an end.

The pipe beside Professor Yao's mouth has not been extinguished, as if a full-powered engine is always gurgling white smoke, submerging the entire upper half of the office in dense smoke.

"Anything else?" After discussing the pile of reports on the table, the professor rubbed his sore eye sockets, took the pipe from his mouth, and then stuffed the tobacco into the pan while raising his head. , Looked at the chief assistant in front of him.

The long question and answer consumed a lot of Zhang Yu's physical strength and made his voice hoarse.

"The work in the plan is like this." The assistant teacher said in a low voice with a dumb voice, "But there are a few things that need you to determine a general direction first."

Old Yao Chang let out a sigh of relief and didn't speak immediately, but raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

"Snapped!"

Several little elves in gray overalls appeared in front of the professor suddenly, some holding a fruit plate, some dragging a teapot, some holding a rag, and some dragging a copper trumpet flower with an open mouth and rushing into the crowd. In the smoke above the head.

Although the professor did not explain, Zhang Yu knew that when he reported to the professor before, these elves had been restricted from the office by the magic of the professor. Until permission is granted, they can come in to sweep and serve.

The low whine of the smoker hovered overhead, and the color and taste of the sweeper had nothing to do with the fresh air; a few white rags quickly swept across the surface of the desk, window sill, and bookcase, staining them in the blink of an eye. Layers of dusty colors; and the elf pulling the teapot, followed by a string of clinking little tea cups, and stopped in front of the young assistant teacher.

"Xie Xi?" She looked at the wizard with a pair of shining eyes, and made a pleasant inquiry.

"Thank you." The gray-haired young assistant nodded slightly and thanked gently.

The little elf smiled brightly, and with a wave of her small arm, a small tea cup flew out from behind her, floating in front of the young wizard. Then with another finger, the teacup suddenly expanded, and in a short while, it changed from centimetres to several inches in size.

"Enough, enough." The young teaching assistant repeatedly stopped, his voice a little embarrassed.

"Hahahaha!" Behind the desk, Professor Yao let out a series of loud laughs: "You shouldn't be so polite to them...they are all solid little things, hahahahaha..."

Loud laughter reverberated in the office, not only frightened the elf who was pouring tea, and paused for a few seconds the smoker that was whirring in mid-air. It also frightened someone in the corner of the office. The young wizard resting on the sofa was awakened from his sleep.

"It's over?" Thomas opened his sleepy eyes and struggled to get up from the sofa. But then he staggered and almost fell down again.

"Oh yo..." The professor waved his hand quickly, and several vines spread out from the void, flexibly set up a shelf behind Thomas, and supported his leaning body.

"It's almost over, you can sleep for a while." The professor snapped his fingers after watching the young wizard stand steady, and took the vines back, and said with a smile: "Or some big leaf tea? This is Sitang Uncle Da sent it to me a few days ago, saying that a little ground dragon in the Baicao Garden lost his temper and knocked down an old tea tree... So he sautéed the leaves that could be used on it and gave it to each of us Pack a little."

"Uncle Stendhal?" Thomas rubbed the corners of his eyes and murmured subconsciously, but then he realized his position and immediately added: "Well, let's have some tea... After a long sleep, my mouth is a little dry."

As if hearing his request, the little elf not far away, after pouring Zhang Yu tea, dragged the big teapot, flew over in a hurry, and slowly poured a large cup of tea for Thomas.

The yellow-brown tea soup showed a strangely clear color in the thin light of the room. Thomas shook the cup. Several waves of water rippled from the center and hit the wall of the cup, then receded, poured up again, and so on. , Weekly.

On the other side, Zhang Yu has continued to report to the professor.

"...It will be Christmas in a few days. The Student Union hopes to approve the arrangement of a few elk and sleigh or pumpkin carts to send gifts to the students..."

"Tell me about this kind of thing?" Professor Yao raised the pipe in his hand.

The chief assistant teacher standing in front of him did not change his expression, even his tone of voice did not fluctuate at all: "...Because flying elk are dangerous magic creatures with three stars or more, they need your approval to enter the institution."

"Oh, so...how do I remember that there were no such arrangements before?" Old Yao took back his pipe and coughed dryly.

"The main reason is that there are a lot of things happening in school this semester. In order to soothe everyone's emotions, the student union has studied for a long time and finally selected this plan."

"Huh, I don't do business all day, and I have a meeting to study all these messy things... No wonder someone is thinking about opening a grocery store!" The professor bit his pipe and glanced over the red and black card on the desk, as if remembering. What? I vomited a few smoke rings displeasedly, and scolded: "It's simply that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked!"

Thomas, who was drinking tea not far away, heard the professor's words and almost squirted the tea out of his mouth.

"The school is not peaceful now, so don't add any more mess, and bring in some messy things from outside." After taking a few puffs of cigarettes, Lao Yao finally set the tone: "...As for the elk or something, they are everywhere in the school. Look for petting gardens, paradise gardens and so on. I remember there are many small things that can pull carts and fly. If there is no elk, you can find a few long-haired dogs. If you really can’t find it, you can discuss with Mr. Su and make arrangements. The big fox will do."

Thomas, sitting on the sofa, held his forehead with his hand~www.ltnovel.com~, trying to block the unreliable idea of ​​a professor not far away.

"Okay." Zhang Yu considered the professor's suggestion very seriously, and then put forward a new problem: "It's just that Mr. Su needs your help to coordinate..."

"Well, it's easy to say, easy to say." As he said, the professor reached out and tore off a light blue note from the note pad on the table, wrote a few words on it, and then rubbed it and dropped it. The paper ball was in the air. There was a roll in the middle, and it suddenly turned into a paper crane.

The cyan paper crane seemed to have not fully adapted to its crumpled body. It took a long time before it stabilized in the air. After a few chuckles, it hovered over the professor's head and went straight to the direction of the window. Fly away.

With just a flutter, he passed through the closed glass windows.

The thick layer of glass on the window does not seem to exist, even the shadow of the paper crane is not blocked. It only left a few circles of ripples, rippling on the glass, scattering the sunlight outside the window into several layers of colorful halos, and falling in the dim office, it looked particularly stunning.

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