When the bell rang for class, the students had not yet fully woken up from the shock just now. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The clapping, the applause, the slapping of the table against the floor, the hoarse roaring, and the popping sound of some spells were mixed in, and the atmosphere in the classroom was very chaotic for a while.

The gray-uniformed elves were frightened by the young wizards' irascible performance. Some hid at the top of the curtains, some behind the chandelier overhead, and some simply opened the cabinets in the back of the classroom and hid in the cracks of the thick books.

Downton and a few Alpha Academy students worked hard to finally kick these gossipy young people out of the classroom.

Only Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao were left in the classroom and had not yet evacuated.

"You guys are watching him," Downton said, poking his head into the classroom before closing the door and leaving, "in a few minutes, wait until the hallway is clearer...... Keep an eye on him, don't let him do anything stupid!"

With that, the head of Tang's class slammed the classroom door hard.

Through the thick classroom walls, the voices of some students who want to see the doctor can still be faintly heard outside the door, as well as the hoarse expulsion of the head of Tang's class.

A few elves were bold enough to poke their heads out from behind the curtains to inquire for the wind.

Then they noticed that there were still people in the classroom, so they immediately screamed and shrank back.

Xiao Xiao'an sat quietly in his seat, his body straight, and his thick notebook spread out in his hand.

"Actually, it's not particularly stupid. Zhang Jixin suddenly snorted and laughed: "At least because he made trouble, Mr. Sima didn't leave us homework in this class." ”

The other boys burst into chuckles.

Only the fat man Xin still had a straight face.

"I'm 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 gritted teeth: "Very, very, disappointed!"

No one asked why.

Everyone knows why he was disappointed.

Xiao ...... Big...... Doctor!" Zheng Qing stretched out his voice and gave Xiao Xiao a very friendly shoulder massage: "Don't you think...... Should you tell us something?"

"You actually carried us behind our backs and made such a show!" Xin Fat Man paced back and forth in front of Xiao Xiao with his hands behind his back, waving his hands vigorously, and shouted indignantly: "It's so disappointing...... You can talk to us. ”

"What are you discussing?" Zhang Jixin tilted his head and snapped his fingers: "Discuss whether we should hold the law book and pray in unison when he confesses?" or discuss inviting a bunch of Cupid elves to come to the classroom to scatter flowers!"

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

"The point!" Xin Fatzi exclaimed bitterly: "Is this the point? Is it time to care about whether he has any words in his notebook? Our senior class leader, Tang Da class leader, is still outside the classroom to resist those unwarranted disasters, is it time to care about whether he has notes in his notebook?"

In the hallway outside the classroom, Downton's voice was still faintly audible.

Zheng Qing shook his head decisively.

"I said," Duan Xiaojian walked around the classroom a few times, and suddenly came over and snorted, "Do we need to look at him so close......ly?" What else could he do stupidly?"

"Would you have thought that he would do this?" Xin Fatzi squinted his eyes and sighed.

Duan Xiaojian was stunned and shook his head quickly.

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

"He won't go to the East Taoyuan and break into the professors' house. Zheng Qing smiled dryly and turned his head to look at Xiao Xiao: "You won't, right?"

Xiao Xiao still sat quietly in his place, without squeaking.

However, out of nowhere, he found a quill pen and dipped it in ink and wrote something quickly on the blank notebook.

After the pitch-black ink fell on the notebook, it quickly seeped into the paper, leaving no trace of ink.

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

Because the tip of his pen moved so fast, Zheng Qing didn't understand what he was writing.

"This book is really interesting. The young scholar glanced at the swiftly sliding quill, muttering quietly, completely oblivious to the question he had just asked.

"Are you a goldfish?" Fat Xin hated that iron could not become steel, and patted Zheng Qing on the shoulder: "You forgot what you just said?"

"Huh?" Zheng Qing turned his head, his face was dazed, and then he quickly sobered up: "There is something wrong with his notebook!"

"We all know that there is something wrong with his notebook," Fat Xin squeezed Zheng Qing away, put his chubby arm around Xiao Xiao's head, bent his fingers and buckled Xiao Xiao's notebook hard, and said angrily: "Just like this master...... All have problems!"

"I knew that Dr. Siu was a man of great knowledge, but I didn't know that his hobbies were so wide-ranging. Duan Xiaojian praised in a voice that was extremely numb: "What a worthy 'doctor' who is expected by everyone!"

"The "Photo Book" has a cloud 'walking like a fire, light and thin, and the eyes are slanted and dewy and silver'," Zhang Jixin jumped on the table at some point, sat cross-legged in a serious way, quickly turned over the photo book in his hand, and said: "You look at the appearance of Dr. Xiao, the face is fiery, the tails of the eyes are slightly curved, the pupils often squint upward, the mist in the eyes is hazy, and the end is a light and silver prodigal look!"

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

"This is blood!" Zhang Jixin's face was red, his neck was thick, and his panting voice was much louder: "Blood, do you understand......? It's far from his peachy face!"

"I said that he changed his belt this morning, put on grease and powder, and tossed in front of the dressing mirror for an hour," Xin Fatzi suddenly beat his chest next to him, and looked suddenly realized: "It turns out that it's because of this incident...... If I had discussed it earlier, I would have been able to get a few handfuls of roses from the flower bed, although I would have had little magic. ”

As he spoke, the noise outside the classroom had gradually become muffled, and finally faded into obscurity.

Zheng Qing took out his pocket watch from his arms and looked at the time that half an hour had passed.

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

Elves emerge from all corners of the classroom and fly happily in mid-air, celebrating the departure of the irascible young wizards.

The stick figure on the white paper behind the door shouted weakly, 'Retreat...... Towards ......'