Monday morning was a painful morning.

Zheng Qing listened to the wind whistling outside the window in the bed, and every cell in his body resisted the idea of getting up.

But this is the school hospital.

He was still lying in a school bed.

The stern Lady Bella would not allow a recovered student to lie in bed and not get up.

A cool breeze came to his face, accompanied by the sound of rustling, Zheng Qing felt as if his cheeks were being pricked by needles.

He gasped and barely opened his left eye.

A white paper crane was flying up and down from the pillow to the pillow, leaping and leaping, flapping its wings to his cheek and pecking him a few times with its angular beak.

The young public student grunted in his throat, and a hand reached out from the bed and grabbed the little thing that was fluttering wildly.

The paper crane symbolically flapped its wings, then bowed its head obediently and spread its body.

Zheng Qing closed one eye, used one hand to roll the paper crane indiscriminately, and with the faint white light outside the window, he saw the familiar handwriting of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing on the letterhead:

"Brother Qing'er, the rivers and lakes are in an emergency! In an emergency, I can't go to Lao Yao's class, help me hold it up, and thank you again......!

"Hell!" Zheng Qing let out a long breath of turbidity, clutched the letter into a ball, and smashed it into the air.

"Xixi!" A caretaker elf rushed out like a wind, caught the paper ball, and shook it in front of Zheng Qing complainingly, and the two thin tentacles swirled like a circle.

"I was wrong," the public-funded student immediately raised his hands and expressed his most sincere apologies to the hard-working laborers: "It's all to blame on that fat man......"

fat man.

I haven't been discharged from the hospital yet, so I threw such a troublesome thing over.

"Which fat man, what's wrong with the fat man?" Lin Guo's curious voice came from the other corner of the ward.

Zheng Qing glanced at the little wizard who was wearing a robe and sighed deeply.

It's good to be young, feel less, and forget a lot. What a bad thing, sleep one night, and wake up the next day with nothing. Yesterday I was depressed and lay in the tent and didn't get out of bed for a day, but this morning I was alive again.

"Sheen Banner, you know, the Germanic man. Zheng Qing replied lazily: "He doesn't want to go to class in the morning, so let me help him skip class...... Do you have a class in the morning?"

He suddenly remembered something, cheered up, propped up his upper body, and stared at Lin Guo tightly.

The little wizard knew what he was planning in the blink of an eye.

"We had a divination class on Monday morning...... Oh, I finally got it...... When Professor Yi left the last class, he warned the people in our class that if anyone wanted to skip class in the next class, they should be mentally prepared to write a 30,000-word paper. Lin Guo suddenly realized, waved his hand quickly, and refused repeatedly: "Besides, I don't have a transformation potion...... Do you think the professor is blind? What class do you have on Monday morning?"

"Spells. Zheng Qing re-entered the bed and hummed weakly.

"Huh!" the little wizard let out a short, shrill laugh, "You nine have the dean's class, does that fat man want to be expelled from the school?"

Zheng Qingba pursed his mouth and did not refute.

Choosing to skip this class on Monday morning is indeed a very risky thing to do.

But since the fat man joined the school's newspaper, he has become a bit of a chatter, not only often going out early and returning late - the good name is 'picking the wind' - but also doing some very risky things from time to time.

For example, sneaking around the Book Hill Pavilion for a night, listening to the ghosts wandering in the maze of the Book Hill singing and writing poems, or attending the 'Fresh Meat Feast' hosted by Dylan's companions as a special guest.

Not long ago, he even planned to eat a water pill and go to the fishman's lair to do a street interview - Zheng Qing firmly believed that if Xiao Xiao hadn't found Zhang Jixin to stop him, this fat man must have become the cured meat of the fishman tribe for the winter. Even on the reservation, the Fish-People have an uncanny control over the Great Lake.

In contrast, skipping classes doesn't seem to be that risky to do.

In the Charms class on Monday morning, according to the previous plan, Lao Yao would discuss the homework assigned before in class and analyze the troublesome 'Yuanchen Guardian Charm'.

Zheng Qing squinted, hiding in the quilt, enjoying the last few minutes of comfort before getting up, worrying about how to help the fat man get by.

He's not helpless—as Xin Fat Man writes in Paper Crane, he has a way.

It's just that he's missing a little bit now.

A gray dove was swept away by the wind outside the house and staggered to the stone platform outside the window. The pigeon flapped its wings and made an uneasy and hurried cooing sound.

In the ward, an orange figure scurried to the balcony, opened the window, and reached out to grab the pigeon in distress. The pigeon struggled in terror, screamed, jumped and flew, and soon planted the ledge, escaping the fat claws.

The orange cat meowed in frustration, the window was not closed, and he rolled back into the ward with his tail down, and climbed back into Zheng Qing's hospital bed.

Tuan Tuan had followed the wizards to the ward last night.

In the words of Xin Fatzi, Zheng Qing will inevitably feel lonely and cold when he stays alone in the hospital, and the 403 dormitory has the obligation to help his partners through this difficulty.

Zheng Qing was very moved, and then put the fat cat into a ball and stuffed it at the end of the bed to warm his feet.

For orange cats, there is not much difference between being in a dormitory and being in a ward, as long as there is a quilt for him to stretch, it is enough.

The cold wind squeezed through the gap between the windows and burrowed into the ward, making Zheng Qing shiver several times in a row.

He suddenly sobered up a lot, and the thoughts in his mind were a little clearer.

The young public student tilted his head and glanced at the fat cat nestled at the foot of the bed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

It wasn't until breakfast that he revealed his plans to Lin Guo.

"It?" Lin Guo pointed to the fat cat lying on the dining table sniffing millet porridge, looking like a hell.

Zheng Qingle nodded and smeared a layer of peanut butter on his whole wheat bread.

"Three questions," the little wizard raised three fingers with a serious face, "First, does Sheen Banner know that you are going to do this?"

"He knew I had a solution...... He did not refuse. Zheng Qing picked up a cherry tomato with a fork and stuffed it into his mouth, contentedly enjoying the freshness and sweetness of the morning.

"Does she say yes to this cat?" Lin Guo put away a finger and glanced at the fat cat squinting and snoring.

Tuan Tuan's head didn't move, only the tip of his tail swept slightly outside the table.

"A chicken leg!" Zheng Qing turned his head to look at the fat cat. The civet in their dorm room glanced at him and yawned widely, baring its fangs.

"Three chicken legs! One is cashed out now, and two are cashed out after the matter is done!" Zheng Qing patted the table, and found a lunch box from somewhere.

In the box, a greasy chicken leg is still steaming, and it is drizzled with a rich soup sauce.

"Meow!" the orange cat immediately put its paw on Zheng Qing's hand.

Zheng Qing turned his head to look at Lin Guo, with a smile on his face.

"Third question, where did you get the Transfiguration Potion!" The little wizard's eyes widened, revealing an extremely confused expression: "Besides, this cat can't speak......"

"Use mimesis!" Zheng Qing confidently pulled out his small gray pocket: "I used this kind of trick to guard the store in junior high school, and there is no problem at all." As for Tuan Tuan, it can't speak, it's better to do, anyway, it can understand what others are saying. ”