Professor Monteria wasn't the only teacher who expressed displeasure with classroom discipline this week.

On Wednesday morning, Sima Yangyun also lost his temper once in a while.

"Zheng Qing! Xiao Xiao! You two stand up and listen to the class!"

The history of magic lecturer closed the handout with a 'snap', the gloom on his face was like a dark cloud before a summer rainstorm, the air pressure in the whole classroom suddenly dropped, and the two wizards stood up in unison, frightened.

Zheng Qing was mentally prepared for being named, because he practiced dance steps in the Qingqiu mansion last night until midnight, which caused him to suffer from severe lack of sleep. Before entering the classroom in the morning, he reminded the doctor that he would probably fall asleep in class , hoping to take advantage of the doctor's 'special relationship' to get a little bit of preferential treatment.

Now it seems that if he didn't get the preferential treatment, he became the chicken that was killed to make an example to the monkey.

He glanced at the short wizard next to him.

Xiao Xiao was named, most likely because he was unscrupulous in writing homework for other subjects in the History of Magic class—Zheng Qing suspected that the doctor had started to accept private orders for homework or papers again—heavy reference books were clearly placed on the table, as long as it wasn’t Blind people can see that he is not doing his job properly.

"The final exam is one week away, don't think that it's just the final of last semester that you can be unscrupulous!"

She glared at Xiao Xiao viciously, biting the word 'unscrupulous' very clearly, then changed the subject, and glanced at the others: "Furthermore, you are students of Jiuyou Academy, not Alpha or Atla. Christmas isn’t that important, students of Stuart! Test scores are all that matters! Will receiving a bouquet of roses for Christmas get you into third grade?”

"cannot…"

A slightly messy and feeble voice sounded from the hall.

"Louder!" the witch raised her voice.

"cannot!

"

The classroom of Tianwen Class 081 was immediately hummed by the earthquake.

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"Did you mess with her yesterday?"

As soon as get out of class was over, Zheng Qing couldn't help but rubbed his sore legs, and complained to Xiaoxiao: "If there are any housework to be done in private, don't bring your emotions to class...it will hurt innocent people."

Last night, he spent too much time practicing dance steps, which caused his legs to be a little sore until now, and then Sima Tili stood for most of the class. Zheng Qing felt that his legs no longer belonged to him.

Hearing the complaints of the young public finance student, Dr. Xiao Da adjusted his glasses and glanced at him through his nostrils.

"Are you innocent?"

The disdain in the doctor's eyes almost overflowed the lens, and his tone was full of annoyance: "You can go to sleep when you sleep, the sound of snoring scared the birds outside the window away, I poked you three or four times, your snoring On the contrary, it’s even bigger! How dare you say ‘innocent’ to me? I’m the one who got involved! If you weren’t sitting next to me, would I have been picked up together?”

"I can testify to this." Fatty Xin turned around impatiently, gloating on his face, "I mean, Duan Xiao Jian was doing his homework on potions in class just now, but he didn't get hurt."

Zheng Qing wants to say something else

Dongdongdong!

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound of knocking on glass.

Several young wizards turned their heads to look out the window, and saw a blue paper crane flapping its wings and hovering in the air, its sharp beak striking the transparent glass.

Zheng Qing recognized at a glance that it was the paper crane from Qingqiu Mansion—he has been entertaining these little guys a lot recently.

"Paper crane? Looking for you? Why don't you open the window?"

A pleasant voice came from my ear, it was Jiang Yu, and she came to the back to collect homework. Zheng Qing couldn't help but greeted the family members of the Goddess of Destiny seriously from the bottom of his heart.

The fat wizard and the doctor looked at each other in a tacit understanding. After handing in the homework, they quickly packed up and left without stopping for a second.

Zheng Qing hurriedly opened the window, grabbed the irritable little paper crane into his palm, and before he even had time to watch the two disloyal companions slip away, he looked at Jiang Yu with a dry smile, and changed the subject: "I'll do the homework later for you." No, I'm not done with the Knights Templar's impact on early banking...there's always a shortage of time these days."

He tried to replace the topic of paper cranes with a slightly less bad thing.

This method has been tried and tested.

But immediately, the witch told him with reality that it was not always a good thing to change the subject.

"not enough time?"

She raised her chin slightly, revealing her white neck, and a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Are you preparing for tomorrow night's dance under the moon? Or, are you going to participate in Alpha's Christmas Eve parade under the moon?"

The little paper crane in his hand wriggled persistently, and finally managed to get its pointed head out of Zheng Qing's fist, and then began to peck his fingers hard.

Physical exhaustion, mental stress and itchy palms were intertwined, so that for a second, Zheng Qing had a feeling of 'tired' and 'quickly destroyed'.

"More than a dance."

Zheng Qing opened his mouth dryly. The young public finance student saw this very clearly, and he must not deny it, but he could not fully admit it: "In the past two days, there have been a lot of rumors about the 'crow'. Clues, everyone at UU Read Book www.uukanshu.com has worked very hard to identify the true and false."

Since he sold the news to the Seven Deadly Sins, with the small actions of the 'devils', more and more organizations have noticed the anomalies of the Winter Hunt covered up by the First University, and voices have gradually begun to demand the Three-pronged Sword or Dan Hag Intervene in relevant investigations.

After the hustle and bustle of public opinion spread to the campus, the few clues of crows sprung up like mushrooms after rain and began to emerge. From a suspicious crow calling in a grove in the academy, to a dead crow outside Alpha Fort, to rumors from unknown sources that wizards wearing crow masks will make a big fuss on Christmas Eve and Christmas.

Hearing that the topic was related to crows, the witch finally turned her attention to 'business'.

"Indeed, there are too many clues to catch wind and shadows, and the student union is also overwhelmed."

She nodded slightly, and told Zheng Qing a new piece of news: "Because of the bad influence of the 'crow incident', this Christmas Eve masquerade under the moon and the parade later, the student union temporarily issued a document prohibiting anyone from wearing crow masks."

Zheng Qing was full of approval and nodded repeatedly.

Suddenly.

The witch spoke again, and changed the topic: "The little paper crane in your hand is about to have its neck broken... Hurry up and open it, is there any shameful news?"

Zheng Qing swallowed quietly, and honestly opened and removed the paper crane under the sharp eyes of the girl.

Thank goodness.

In Su Shijun's letter, she didn't mention the hair she was going to dye, nor did she talk about the collision during the dance last night, but simply reminded the boys, don't forget to practice table manners, so as not to be picked on by those little boys under the moon.

"Let's have dinner together at noon, and I can check it out for you." The witch made a small suggestion inadvertently: "My moon manners are definitely better than yours."

The sorcerer naturally followed suit.