As we hurried to the sixteenth week of school, an atmosphere of anxiety began to permeate the school. ◢ with ◢ dream ◢ small ◢ .lā

On the one hand, many students were surprised to find that they only had three short weeks left before their final exams - it seemed as if the frenzy of Moon Hunting had just passed a night, and the incident of the demon attack on the Four Seasons Square and the First University admission plane before the start of the semester seemed to be coming to an end. Everyone had to run wildly to see where they were going during their time, trying to keep up with the passing of time in the library and study room.

On the other hand, in the next three weeks, there will not only be a series of festivals and solar terms such as winter solstice, winter hunting, Christmas Eve, Christmas, Laba, New Year's Day, Xiaohan, etc., but also two separate holidays of Christmas and New Year's Day.

It would be great if you could steal two days of leisure after studying weekdays. However, now is the stage of the final sprint, and students are facing huge exam pressure. This has forced many people to make a difficult decision between relaxing and hurrying.

This is also the main reason why the atmosphere on campus is a little anxious.

"I don't know who arranged the holiday schedule here!" Zhang Jixin grabbed the timetable in his hand and slapped it vigorously on the table, making a clattering sound, "Is it simply against the broad masses of toiling people? When you say that when he arranged it, why didn't he arrange the holiday on the Hunting Moon? Arrange it on the Double Ninth Festival? Or the Xia Yuan Festival?...... Scheduling the holidays for a few days before the final exams is a fart!"

"It doesn't work as a holiday at all. Xin Fatzi nodded with affection, and at the same time took out the notebook from his arms, then licked the tip of the quill in his mouth, and added, "I feel obliged to make a comment on this matter in the school newspaper, which is completely arranged without considering the feelings of the students......"

is different from the fat man's 'two completely', Zheng Qing habitually picks on the faults in Elder Zhang's words.

"It's a holiday for the next Yuan Festival," the young public scholarship student leaned lazily on the back of his chair, holding his head in his hands, although he was talking, the corner of his eyes involuntarily drifted to a corner of the classroom, "I remember that we had a day off that day...... There is also the Chung Yeung Festival, how old do you think people need to celebrate the Chung Yeung Festival? We are the sun at one o'clock in the morning, and it is a little too early to think about the Chung Yeung Festival now. ”

Before Zhang Jixin could comment on the attitude of the publicly-funded students, the fat man retorted with great interest: "You are a manifestation of rigid thinking! You only see the appearance of things, but do not grasp the essence!"

"What's the essence? It's that our vacation match is unreasonable!"

"Besides, even if you say two...... The next Yuan Festival holiday is a holiday, but we are not allowed to go out of the dormitory! What is the difference between this one and no holiday? It is even better not to have a holiday! We can still go out to bask in the sun without a holiday, and it is good on the day of the next Yuan Festival, and we are afraid of encountering wild ghosts when we go out. ”

"There is also the Chung Yeung Festival. We don't need to celebrate Chung Yeung Festival, but the old people do. The school can have a holiday, so let's help the old people have a good holiday. ”

Zheng Qing listened to the fat man's rebuttal, was silent for a few seconds, and couldn't help but admire, "You have said the right thing and the other thing, you are fat, you are reasonable, I am willing to bow down." ”

With that, he opened his arms as if at random, stretched his waist, tilted his head and yawned heavily. In another corner of the classroom, the gypsy witch was buried behind a few thick reference books, large burgundy waves hanging fluffily at her side, obscuring her delicate face.

"If you want to go over, go straight to it, don't sit here and sneak around, act like a thief. Dr. Xiao, who had been struggling with the black-covered notebook with his head down, said coldly behind the young publicly-funded student.

Zhang Jixin and Xin Fatzi, who were sitting in the front row, listened to it, and leaned back with a smile, attracting the surprised eyes of the surrounding students.

Zheng Qing's face turned red.

"What a sneak, what a thief! He slapped Dr. Xiao's head on the notebook, and after forcibly struggling for a sentence, he saw the increasingly ill-intentioned eyes of several companions, and suddenly relented, and obediently raised his hands in surrender.

"Don't mess up, big brothers, please don't mess around, okay!" the young scholar bowed repeatedly, lest he alarm the gypsy witch who buried himself between the reference books not far away. If it weren't for the fact that his two fists were invincible to six palms, he would definitely not spare a few pieces of rune paper, and took out a pile of various colored runes from the gray cloth bag and slapped them in the faces of this group of bastards.

"Hmm, you two have a conflict?" Xin Fat Man shyly belly, I don't know when he found a small box of chicken rice flowers, while eating with relish, while looking at the public scholarship student for a long time, "I remember you haven't been looking for Yelena to play for a week, right..."

To be precise, it was eight days and twelve hours, Zheng Qing corrected it in his heart. Thinking of this, he began to feel depressed again. He remembered very well that eight days earlier, it had been snowing heavily in the school, and it had been a Saturday, and he had spent a good afternoon with the gypsy witch.

Yes, in the eyes of the young government-funded students, that day was really perfect.

Beautiful snowy scenes, delicious snacks, wonderful atmosphere, and heart-pounding moments – his first date with Elena would have been a success had it not been for the sudden news of the sudden change on the white tower in the middle of the lake.

However, because of that incident, his date with the witch ended in a hurry, and finally ended in the school hospital. From that day on, the gypsy witch, who originally had a somewhat clear attitude, slowly distanced herself from Zheng Qing for some reason.

The paper crane that flew to her did not return.

I met it on the way, lowered my head and pretended not to see it.

The only time in eight days I had a face-to-face encounter was in a practical class last Friday. The friends of the Sin Hunting Team worked hard to put Zheng Qing and Yelena in a group. Sadly, Assistant Teacher Hilda asked everyone to review all the spells they had learned this semester from beginning to end.

As a sparring partner for witches, the young public student cycled between the spells of 'bound by vines, paralyzed, dizzy'. Perhaps because the effect of Yelena's 'Chaos Spell' was too strong, Zheng Qing's mind was blank until the end of class. He only giggles, and he can't even speak fluently, let alone say something to a witch.

Boys also have tempers.

And it's tougher than girls.

Zheng Qing felt that he had done nothing wrong, that he did not need and should not be treated like this.

I've done everything I can, and if you insist on ignoring me, then I'll have to be silent—the young scholar thought so, forcibly suppressing the irritability in his heart—of course, he would only repeat this thought silently in his heart, and would never tell anyone.

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