Bright classrooms with professors talking at the front desk.

The students at the forefront of the group sat on their desks, and some even bowed their heads and took notes.

In the back row, Xia Guang also lay down, looking sideways at the senior sister who was sleeping so soundly.

Beige clothes, long hair that was slightly disheveled, a touch of snow white on his cheeks, and even breathing that only he could hear.

The surrounding sounds are far away.

The surrounding light faded.

Although the classrooms are large, the high-rise buildings are large, the campus is large, the Sihai City is large, and the winter is large...

But it seems that there are only two of them.

Thinking of the person who accompanied him, he would be his wife in the years to come, and the two would never leave him.

After that, it will not be someone else who accompanies him and takes care of him when he is sick, but this senior sister.

In the romantic past, only the daily tea, rice, oil and salt, and the parents were short.

When the time comes, chatting about these mundane affairs, looking at each other's ugliness, will not kill others, but this senior sister.

Xia Guang's heart suddenly rose some warmth.

He leaned closer to Wen Li.

Maybe it was touching her shirt, Wen Li's body trembled, and she turned her head a little dazedly: "The lecture is finally over?"

Xia Guang clearly saw that her eyes showed a look of "my essence is actually a scumbag", and she couldn't help laughing.

On weekdays, Senior Sister Wen Li, who is high in the eyes of others, one of the three giants of Changfeng University, has taken off all her disguises at this moment.

It turns out that she can also be hypnotized by lectures.

The scumbag senior sister, who was sleeping in a daze, was seen through the essence under the heavy disguise, blushed a little, and said angrily: "What are you laughing at?"

Xia Guangdao: "What a boring lecture. ”

"Do you think so, too? I have more fun learning boring formulas than listening to lectures..."

"Then let's go. ”

Wen Li's pupils flashed with happiness: "Are you going back to the villa?" ”

Xia Guang paused, shook his head and said, "No, I'll take you somewhere." ”

After speaking, the two of them were short, and from the aisle of the lecture classroom, like two little mice, escaped from the bright lights and the crowd.

Walking out of the large classroom, the incandescent lights in the hall were a little dim, and when I stepped out of the hall, it was suddenly cold under the eaves outside the door.

In the orange street lamps, the snow fluttered, and the west wind swept the white sky.

Xia Guang moved his left hand and took the senior sister's hand.

Wen Li's body trembled.

The two of them interlocked their fingers.

Xia Guang held up the black umbrella, the umbrella surface rose, and the black circle was propped up, and the sound was even quieter.

"Where's the snack?"

One of the Big Three's senior sister revealed the essence of foodie in one sentence.

Learn scum and foodies.

The senior sister who was high, cold and unapproachable, and had an invincible aura became a mortal in an instant.

Xia Guang originally wanted to take her to the lake, but when she heard her say this, she found that she was also hungry.

So the two ran off campus.

On the side streets, there is a dark cooking road.

Wen Li didn't pay attention to anything, she ordered barbecue, called fried noodles, and shouted a spicy hot.

Foodie, super eaten.

The senior sister quietly put on the big hat with a beige coat.

Xia Guang looked at her curiously.

The senior sister explained: "You can't be seen, otherwise your image will be gone." ”

Xia Guangdao: "They all know me now, and when they see me, don't they know that it's you sitting opposite?"

The senior sister hurriedly said, "Then you also put on your hat." ”

Xia Guang shook his head.

Senior sister was anxious: "I don't have the face to see people, in their eyes, even outside, I am an elegant and unfathomable image, Su Fan, believe it or not, this meal can ruin my image."

Those in high positions need a proper mask.

Everyone knew that this mask was fake, but they all wore it, because it had a cushioning layer between the real thing.

Masks are either cold and unapproachable, or hypocritical and exquisite.

I've cultivated both masks at home. ”

Xia Guang asked, "If one day, I become a real third warlock, do I need to wear such a mask?"

Wen Li smiled: "Of course not, what mask do the strong wear?"

Xia Guang laughed, leaned forward, reached out and pinched the edge of the senior sister's big beige hat, and lifted it back.

Wen Li said angrily: "I hate it." ”

Xia Guang smiled: "The women of the third warlock don't need to wear masks either. ”

Senior sister rolled her eyes: "Let's wait until you do it, the transcendent road is not easy to walk." ”

At this time, the hot spicy hot came up, and it was super large.

Xia Guang only glanced at it, and confirmed Wen Li's other attribute: meat eater.

The oversized portions of spicy tang are soaked in no vegetables...

At the same time, this also exposes another attribute of the senior sister: eating meat does not grow meat.

Wen Li rolled her eyes: "It's time to eat, look at what I'm doing." ”

At this time she is more real and charming.

From time to time, the couple who caused harm to the single dogs around them, bowed their heads, used two pairs of chopsticks, and ate the same bowl of spicy tang.

The snow fell on the awning overhead, and there was the sound of stamping.

Students who went out to forage for food, passers-by, people came and went.

In the distance, there is the sound of car horns and motors.

Two people are really insignificant to this world.

But, in this way, it's quite warm.

After supper, it was already late.

The senior sister sent Xia Guang downstairs to the dormitory, and then said goodbye.

Xia Guang stood under the eaves of the dormitory in the heavy snow, looking at the figure who turned away, and felt a little like a world away for a while.

Next.

Wen Li changed into a burgundy and colorful shirt, holding a book and waiting under the big banyan tree.

Seeing Xia Guang, she ran forward again, grabbed the young man's arm, and opened the couple's class.

Stretching open the isolation hood again, Wen Li opened the tome she brought.

The book was interspersed with an old, yellowed page.

In the center of the page is a strange three-legged bird, surrounded by extremely small and dense characters, like dots, but if you stare at it, you can see that there are different images on it.

Wen Li took out two magnifying glasses from the bag and handed one to Xia Guang, "This is an ancient analysis, you can take a look at it first, it will be helpful to understand this formula." ”

Xia Guang picked up the magnifying glass and looked at the paper.

I don't know that line of words.

Wen Li took out a few more pieces of paper, and the paper was numbered with serial numbers, from one to four, "This is the translation." ”

Xia Guang took the paper curiously, looking at the yellowed paper of the three-legged flying bird while looking at the translation.

At the same time, the mind began to think, analyze.

The three-legged flying bird, also known as the golden crow, is a mythological species, and the four pieces of paper are an analysis of the four parts of the golden crow.

The white paper, numbered one, corresponds to the three legs of the golden crow.

The white paper, numbered two, corresponds to the pupils of the golden crow.

The white paper, numbered three, corresponds to the wings of the golden crow.

The white paper, numbered four, corresponds to the heart part of the golden crow's body.

The heart is the source of the flame, and the analysis is to refine the principle of the formation of the flame in it, Xia Guang quickly flipped through the picture, he could see that the source of the flame lies in a transformation from nothing.

And this transformation is achieved through red.

The word "source" was written on the paper.

Look at the pupils again.

The fiery red bird's eyes and even the surrounding eyelashes and skin were analyzed one by one and listed on the paper, and the word "accumulation" was written on the head.

The wings, the tripods, are also subdivided, and the heads are written "Mapping 1" and "Mapping 2" respectively.

In connection, the flames are born from the source, and after charging, they are mapped to the wings and three legs, thus causing a wide range of damage to the surroundings.

It seems that analysis is to understand in detail.

So... You still need to do it yourself.

After all, according to Wen Li, the red that everyone gets is different, and the fragments that are obtained through meditation are also different.

This golden crow is just an example from ancient texts.

I'm just learning how it is parsed.

Seeing this, Xia Guang had an impatient intention to meditate.