After half a month, Zheng Qing finally had a good dream.

In the dream, he finally found a suitable opportunity to give the bohemian dress to the gypsy witch - Elena especially liked the box of carmine pearls.

"I can make two guardian necklaces out of them," said the witch happily in her dream, and tiptoe a few times like a joyful butterfly: "One for you, one for me......"

Before the young student could praise the witch's suggestion, he was awakened by a terrifying noise.

"Ahhh

Fat Xin howled in a neutral voice, tossing around in front of his desk:

"Where's my Charms homework! Where's my homework...... I'm sure I did...... 3,000 words of 'Understanding the Fa Book'!"

Zheng Qing took a deep breath, turned over, pulled the quilt, and completely covered his head.

But the fat man's shrill wails still pierced the barriers and burrowed into his ears.

"Doctor, did you see my assignment? I borrowed some of your work in the library, you know what I wrote...... Do you know where I put my homework? If I can't find it, Lao Yao will definitely call out a gorilla in class and strangle me......

Zheng Qing did not continue that beautiful dream in the end.

The breath of the early morning came slowly, and with the recovery of his spirit, Zheng Qing was horrified to find that the memories in his dream were disappearing rapidly. - The witch who spun on tiptoe, the laughter like a silver bell, and the charming eyes, like snow under the bright sun, quickly melted, turned into bubbling water, seeped into the deepest part of memory, and was never found again.

Zheng Qing seemed to hear the squeaking of the eraser in his head.

He didn't even remember how he had given away the dress in his dream.

"Oh...... No!" The young scholar curled up in a ball, wailed, tore open the curtain angrily, and shouted, "You are going to die, little red guy...... It's early in the morning, and the brain is wat!"

The elves were very happy that he had finally woken up, and with a cried cry, hula flew from his desk, landed on his hair and shoulders, and squeezed around.

Zheng Qing's originally blazing anger seemed to have been poured with a basin of cold water and was quickly extinguished.

"What time is it," he snorted weakly, his hazy eyes darting around the dormitory.

Xin Fat Man lay on his desk, pulling through every gap where he could hide a page, hoping to find his missing homework; Xiao Xiao sat cross-legged on his bed with his notebook in his arms, his hair messy and sleepy-eyed; Dylan's tent was open, and the coffin lid was open, apparently he hadn't returned all night.

Outside the window, it was still dark, and only the occasional chirping of birds and birds signaled the approaching morning.

"It's going to be six o'clock...... There are still two hours left until Lao Yao's magic class, and I'm going to die!" Fat Xin grabbed his thinning hair and continued to howl wolf.

"Why did you suddenly remember to turn over your homework so early?" Zheng Qing was very incomprehensible.

"I dreamed that a worm ate my homework paper one bite at a time," Xin Fat Man cried and mourned, mixed with the oily light of sweating profusely, looking like an upright slug: "Then I woke up and flipped through it, and I really couldn't find it...... I've looked for every place to put homework, and there's really no ......."

Hearing the word 'dreaming', Zheng Qing's face suddenly darkened.

It's like the sky outside the window.

"It's time to go to morning class. Zheng Qing ignored the fat man's wail, turned his head to look at Dr. Xiao, and said firmly, "Let's go early today." ”

Xiao Xiao had nothing to do, turned around and pulled out his practice clothes from the cupboard.

"Hey, you're just leaving???Do you have any sympathy!Conscience!Hey!What about your conscience?!" Xin Fatman's eyes widened, watching the two roommates slowly get dressed, and opened the dormitory door, his tone was extremely incredible.

"Shhh...... It's only October, and it's getting cold. When the door was opened, a cold wind poured into the room, Zheng Qing shivered, and wrapped the robe on his body tighter: "This little wind blows, swishing, and it makes my heart cold......"

Xiao Xiao silently put on his glasses, held his notebook, and followed behind Zheng Qing.

"You're leaving...... I've bought you food! I've taken a seat for you! I've signed a contract with you...... You can't do that! I'm going to see the professor in two hours......."

"Boom!"

The door to the dormitory was slammed shut.

It cut off the whining autumn wind, and also blocked the desperate howl of a certain fat man.

......

......

It wasn't until ten minutes before the spell class that Fat Xin ran into the classroom with a sweaty head and panting.

He grabbed a piece of mulberry paper and shook it in front of the two roommates with a smug expression:

"See, I can find my homework without you!"

"What idiot can't find his homework?" Xiao Xiao rolled his eyes and snorted.

Fat Xin was speechless.

"Where did you find that?" Zheng Qing was very interested in this.

"Tuan Tuan used it for supper, I gave it a chicken leg, and it took three seconds to pick it up for me from the table outside the window......" Xin Fat sat on the chair stupidly, regardless of the screams of the chair, leaned back hard, crossed his legs, and complained: "I want to break up with you! There is no such thing as you, when you see that your friend is in trouble, you will run ......away."

"There is roast chicken in the cafeteria at noon today, and I just ordered one. Zheng Qing held his chin and glanced at the fat man.

"Oh...... Well, I can understand your behavior. Xin Fatzi immediately straightened his sitting posture, slapped the homework of the Charms class on the desk, and said with a serious expression: "I'm really sorry for waking you up in the morning!"

"Do you have any principles!" Zheng Qing picked up the fat man's homework with two fingers.

As if crumpled and then stretched out again, the mulberry paper is full of tiny folds. In the margins of the pages, a suspicious dark purple stain can be faintly seen.

Zheng Qing was very suspicious that it was the last trace left in this world by some poor mouse.

"Principle, what is principle!" Xin Fat Man looked at his roommate solemnly, his face was full of divine brilliance: "In this world, is there anything more important than eating? Eating is my principle!"

"It's not clear if it's not true," Zheng Qing shook the piece of paper between his fingers and smacked his lips: "But if you hand over this piece of paper, Lao Yao has a certain chance of calling an orangutan out to eat your ......"

Before the fat man could refute, the stick figure figure behind the door screamed:

"The teacher is here!"

"Both... Fast... Sit... Good!"

"Lao Yao brought two thugs here!"