This time he did not stand, but sat on an ochre-colored wooden bench, holding a book with a black cover in his hand, and patiently flipped through it.

Because of the distance, Zheng Qing couldn't see the content of the black book clearly.

And the bench, he could see very clearly.

It is the kind of bench that is made of wide wooden strips on the top and back of the chair, with black metal armrests on both sides, and the armrests are mottled with patent leather, looking like they have been through the vicissitudes of life.

Under the bench, instead of white mist, there was a small patch of red mosaic floor tiles, and a dozen weeds poked their heads out of the cracks in the bricks, firmly welcoming their own sunshine and rain.

A second ago, Zheng Qing was still standing dozens of steps away, tentatively asking about the identity of the wizard on the bench.

The next moment he saw a man, who was already seated on a bench, holding a wooden box in his hand—as if he had been sitting here from the beginning, holding these things in his hands.

"Sir!"

Zheng Qing was a little speechless as he repeated the words he had muttered a second ago, and there were countless grooves in his heart that he wanted to vomit, but he hadn't thought about which one to start with for a while—whether it was from Mr.'s sudden attack to pull people, or from this unchanged meeting environment, or from the wooden box in his hand, or from meeting too often recently.

My husband has seen him more often lately than even before he came to First University. When I was in high school, my husband was not in the store most of the time, and Zheng Qing practiced talismans and took care of the bookstore, all by himself. After entering the university for more than half a year, my husband only appeared once, and he didn't even see him when he went home during the winter vacation.

On the contrary, when he returned from winter vacation, Mr. grabbed him for three days and two ends to meet.

Having said that, it would not be right to say that Zheng Qing was tired of meeting with his husband. On the contrary, Zheng Qing was very happy to chat with Mr. Sir was a very powerful wizard after all, and chatting with him, the young wizard had a solemn sense of being involved in some great thing.

And no matter how familiar you are with First University, this is not the world that Zheng Qing has lived in for nearly twenty years.

Zheng Qing always has a faint layer of separation from this world.

The appearance of Mr. relieved his mentality very well. After all, Mr. has been living in his world since he was eight years old, and his existence seems more real than that of First University.

There is a saying that 'if you don't see each other for a day, you will be separated by three autumns'.

It has only been a week since Zheng Qing and Mr. last met, but he already has the feeling that he hasn't seen him for a long time, and he feels that he has a belly that he wants to confide in his husband.

So, before the gentleman could speak, the boy started babbling.

All sorts of things have happened in the past week, down to Poseidon's moulting, and the blue markings on his body are getting lighter and lighter, the cat is really a liquid, and the hedgehog cat and the snake are real creatures.

Then there's Colmar's hard work, the viciousness of the wizards of the North End sacrificing magic, the old fish-man Professor Garcia inviting him to participate in the polder market of the 'Quankelai', and the blue giant of Xin Fatty's personal vendetta in the practice class.

The joint meeting of professors of the First University has changed to a new rotating chairman, another round of conflict has broken out between the Nine Universities and Alpha, and there are rumors that Lei Zhe and Augustus are going to leave class, and so on.

Of course, the most important thing is the big black sheep that Lin Guo lost - Xiao Xiao tried all kinds of methods and failed to find the whereabouts of the black sheep, and the Sin Hunting Team launched all channels, but they did not find any trace of the black sheep, they already planned to publish the sheep search revelation in the school newspaper and bulletin board, and at the same time open a jade coin reward in the wandering bar.

The gentleman listened patiently to him, without interrupting the whole time.

It's just that when Zheng Qing mentioned the missing black goat, his brows frowned slightly.

After talking for almost half an hour, Zheng Qing finally took a breath, feeling that a stone pressed in his heart was unloaded, and the whole person was a little relieved.

“...... Where do you think the black goat is hiding? Is it still alive?" He stole a glance at the gentleman's expression and said tentatively, "Or where do you think we should start looking?"

The gentleman closed the book with the black cover in his hand, tapped his fingertips on the cover, and muttered for a moment.

"You can do it. He finally shook his head: "After all, it's just a small thing, and it doesn't take much effort......

A speck of dust on a great wizard is a mountain when it falls on an ordinary wizard—not to mention you, who far surpass legendary wizards and even ancient wizards!

The little things in your mouth may not be a big deal to us!

The boy complained in his heart, but after all, he didn't continue to bother Mr. with this matter.

"Then do you have anything to do with me today?" Zheng Qing complained half-complainingly: "If there is something, you can fly a paper crane directly...... I can't stand it when I always do such a surprise attack. You know, my heart is new, and it's still in the run-in period. ”

This poor mouthpiece didn't succeed.

Because there was no smile on the gentleman's face, he was as serious as ever.

"There is something temporary on Sunday, and the agreed make-up class is advanced to today. The gentleman put away the black-covered book, raised his arm, and put his hand on the young wizard's shoulder: "...... Anyway, if you sleep now, it's fine. ”

This makes sense, Zheng Qing didn't know how to answer.

"In the wizarding world, is everyone used to doing things in their dreams?" Zheng Qing thought of the wizarding college entrance examination he had taken.

"Convenient. The gentleman's answer was concise and to the point.

Before the words fell, Zheng Qing felt a whirling sensation rushing towards him. A strong sense of weightlessness mixed with a sense of powerlessness groping in the dark filled Zheng Qing's senses, making him a little suffocated.

The feeling came quickly, but it dissipated quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the feeling of suffocation dissipated, and Zheng Qing regained control of his body.

When he opened his eyes, he was surrounded by an empty world, with a brilliant starry sky overhead. The gentleman was standing not far in front of him. The two of them seemed to stand in the void.

But that's not the focus of the boys.

Recovering from the vertigo, Zheng Qing's first words had nothing to do with the bad journey just now.

"You... Your reply... Memoir...... Aren't you writing it?" The boy gasped, concentrating, trying to get rid of the crazy vertigo in his brain, and at the same time picked up the record of the previous chat, and asked, "I remember, you said that you wrote your memoir on Friday." ”

Mr. Wu sighed: "Time is never enough, memoirs, let's write them slowly in the future...... Today's lesson is case studies, and first I will take you through two separate cases. ”

As he spoke, he stood with his hands down, only slightly bowing his head and glancing at his feet.

Zheng Qing followed his husband's gaze and looked down, gradually widening his eyes.

Although the world under his feet is somewhat unfamiliar, the boy can judge the identity of this world based on some familiar signs.

This is the town of Phuket, First University, outside Fort Alpha, Beta.

To be precise, Zheng Qing is now in the sky above Beta Town!