Just when Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu visited Dr. Duzem and mentioned their newly opened small shop, someone also mentioned this problem in an office less than a kilometer away from the Institute of Abnormal Life.

It was an office at the north-facing end of the first floor of the Jiuyou University Office Building.

The door to the office was clean, there were no door gods hanging on it, and there were no other guardian charms or magic patterns carved on it. It looks like an ordinary red wooden door. Although a bronze plaque hangs on the lintel, the words on it are shrouded in dim shadows because of the light, and it is blurry and difficult to read.

Contrasting with the clean wooden doors, the brass handles on the doors are also very clean and sparkle in the dim lights of the hallway.

The winter morning sun is not bright, and there is very little light that can penetrate the corridor through the window at the end of the corridor. But more or less, there is always a faint layer of light cast on the floor, leaving a long, narrow trail that seems to be covered by a light veil.

Then two shadows suddenly appeared in this halo, silently walking forward along the center line of the corridor, and the shadows stretched longer and longer as they advanced.

At the head was a tall, gray-haired young wizard, with a wide robe that seemed to have been washed with pulp, and it hung straight over his body, and even the collar that had been soft and lying on his stomach was raised high, almost covering the tip of his nose.

Standing next to him was a blond, blue-eyed Germanic man with a tall nose and a tall nose, but the large bags under his eyes and slightly shadowed eyelids tarnished his image a lot, and contrary to his companion standing beside him, the wizard's robe was crumpled and the corners of his robe were stained with mud, as if he had just traveled a long way.

"Thomas, you don't need to be in such a hurry, you can go back and rest before you report. The young wizard at the head lowered his eyelids, his gaze slid over the tired faces of his companions and the mud spots on the corners of his robes, and whispered, "At least change your clothes and take care of yourself." ”

"Lao Yao is not Ms. Emma, he will not care about such details. The corners of his companion, Zheng Qing's former interviewer Assistant Coach Thomas, twitched at the corners of his mouth, revealing a weak smile: "Doesn't this show that I am more dedicated......

Zhang Yu suddenly fell silent.

For a moment, the corridor fell silent again, except for the rustling footsteps of the two people, only the sharp and strange interrogation of the parrot on duty faintly came from the antechamber of the office building.

But as the two of them stood in front of the red wooden door, even the parrot's voice could not be heard.

"Oh, yes. Zhang Yu was about to knock on the door, when he suddenly remembered something, moved his hand away from the door, reached into his robe, touched it, took out a red and black card, and handed it to Thomas: "This is an invitation from your students, as if you are invited to attend the opening ceremony of a store...... You weren't there the other day, so I signed for you. Hilda in the office received a similar invitation. ”

"My students?" Thomas raised his eyebrows in surprise, "You didn't give me a fixed class schedule this semester, did you, where are the students?"

"The male public scholarship student in the first year of Jiuyou College, the one named Zheng Qing. Zhang Yu thought for a few seconds and replied, "If I'm not mistaken, Lao Yao arranged for you to be his interviewer, right?" ”

"Oh, it's that kid. Thomas suddenly realized, nodded, and held up the red card in his hand.

By the faint light cast from the glass window at the end of the hallway, he could faintly see the words 'D&K' and 'Scheduled for December 20th' on the cards.

"December 20, it's next Saturday. Thomas muttered.

"Yes, it's the day before the winter solstice...... Maybe you can bring a plate of dumplings with you. Zhang Yu chuckled softly.

At this moment, the red wooden door in front of them opened with a 'hula', and then a rough voice came from the room: "You two bastards, how long are you going to stay outside the door?! I came to the office early in the morning, not to sit here and listen to you gossip!"

The two teaching assistants looked at each other, laughed dryly, and hurriedly walked into the room.

As their shadows disappeared from the threshold, the red wooden door slammed back and closed tightly.

In line with the college color of Jiuyou College, the main color of Professor Yao's office has always been bright red.

A crimson carpet, tall mahogany bookcases, a maroon desk, and a few red-skinned upholstered chairs—the only difference from the last time Thomas was here was a pot of red-leafed plants on his desk today.

"It was a pot of deep valley flame reticulated grass, a Christmas gift from a classmate. Sensing Mr. Teaching Assistant's gaze, Professor Yao said angrily, "Maybe I should change the college as the dean...... I don't know why, it seems like everyone thinks I like red. Can you believe that I've collected almost 100 red scarves this year?

"You can donate those scarves to the Trickster's House in the North End. Thomas suggested with a smile.

"It's a good idea. Lao Yao snorted, pushed the small box of tobacco on the table to the edge of the table, and at the same time pushed a red and black card into the drawer.

Thomas blinked.

"Is that Zheng Qing's invitation? He also sent you an invitation?" he probably thought it was a very interesting thing, and couldn't help but stretch his neck, as if he wanted to see it clearly.

"Uh-huh, it's funny little guy, it's just not very peaceful. Lao Yao bit his pipe, sat on the wide seat behind him, and at the same time stretched out his fingers and knocked on the red and black invitation, and his tone was a little helpless...... Students should stay in school seriously to learn knowledge and open any store!"

"Restless? Not really...... I remember he was a pretty good boy. Maybe Thomas felt that Lao Yao's evaluation was a little biased, and couldn't help but say more: "Maybe this is the generation gap, today's young people are different from us at the beginning, and they don't necessarily like to devote all their energy to study and life." ”

"If you were safe, you wouldn't have received a penalty notice from the school working committee just after school started!" Lao Yao's nose spewed out two puffs of smoke, like an angry fire dragon.

"Well, the school working committee has a very good evaluation of him. Zhang Yu, who had been standing silently on the side, suddenly spoke and said: "In the practice reports in recent weeks, the school working committee has given them excellent evaluations. ”

"You two...... Do you have the slightest sense of talking to your superiors?!" Lao Yao sighed deeply, took a heavy puff of his pipe again, and muttered, "It's really self-inflicted...... Don't talk about this nonsense, Zhang Yu will report first, talk about the winter hunting arrangement, Thomas, you can take advantage of this little effort to squint on the sofa in the back for a while. ”

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