The 'Campus Cup' dance party on Saturday night is mandatory for all state-funded students at Dai-ichi University.

Zheng Qing only learned about it during life class on Thursday afternoon.

Although the life class is only half a year long, and there is only one three-and-a-half-hour class per week, for students in the first half of the freshman year, the importance of this course is almost no different from that of symbolism, astronomy, and divination.

This is because the vast majority of students at First University are living independently away from their parents for the first time, so it is the responsibility of the school to teach some of the daily life magic to everyone—such as common escape spells, communication spells, repair spells, and cleaning spells—to ensure that no one runs around the campus in dirty robes because they can't do laundry.

That's a shame for all wizards.

In view of the importance and necessity of this course, First University has included it in the university-wide compulsory courses, that is, the general education courses that are fully prepared in the curriculum. This means that every new student admitted to the school must have a passing grade or above in this course.

The life class is held in the west 402 of the school building, which is a small classroom, but it is also a professional classroom.

In addition to the desks, chairs, benches and blackboard lecterns needed for normal classes, there is also a separate washstand next to each desk, and three brass faucets that provide water at different temperatures.

In late autumn, the afternoon sun is no longer so dazzling.

Because the tall glass windows block the cold breeze outside, the whole classroom can only feel the warmth of autumn, and cannot feel the bleakness of autumn wind. This made Zheng Qing, who was standing in front of the washstand, feel strong and drowsy.

In particular, the autumn wind blew on the window, and the glass and the window edge made a rhythmic clicking sound, like a continuous hypnotic spell, which added to his feelings.

"I think you should ask Professor Tian for a sick leave, your face looks ugly. Xiao Xiao stood beside Zheng Qing, her lips moved slightly, and she whispered, "If you fall asleep while standing, I'm afraid the professor won't be happy." ”

Professor Tian is the professor of life class, an old woman with a kind face but a hunched back.

She was always accustomed to walking slowly around the classroom with a cane thick at the top and thin at the bottom, carefully examining each student's learning results with the monocle she held in her other hand.

She was always afraid to wave the cane in her hand and 'knock' the young wizards' backs so hard that it hurt but didn't hurt them at all – and the professors' council seemed to turn a blind eye to the situation, and the school turned a deaf ear to the hundreds of complaints sent each year.

This made many young people who took life classes angry, but also a little more afraid.

As a publicly-funded student of Jiuyou Academy, Zheng Qing had not yet been subjected to Professor Tian's rattan cane, and he didn't want to anger the professor at all because of a stupid insistence.

Hearing Xiao Xiao's reminder, the young public scholarship student blinked vigorously, took a few deep breaths, and tried to open his eyes.

On the podium, Professor Tian was slowly writing mantras on the blackboard with his back to everyone, and it seemed that he was writing on Xingtou, and he couldn't finish it for a while.

"Forget it. Zheng Qing hesitated for a few seconds, and finally gave up the idea of disturbing the professor's interest, and shook his head: "Maybe it's just that I was a little late in training yesterday...... Just take it easy. ”

There are less than three days left before the freshman hunt.

With the help of the Judgment Hunting Team and Deng Zi, the Guilty Hunting Team spends nearly ten hours a day on training. In addition to the seven or eight hours of class, eating, and homework, there were almost less than five hours of sleep and rest left for the hunters to sleep and rest every day.

This almost perverted training program has been going on for almost a week.

"There are three more days, and it's okay to keep going. Zheng Qing stared blankly, feeling that he could faint to death in class at any time.

"We're all training the same, and the ruling has given us a potion of energy...... But you're in a particularly bad situation. The fat man in the front row tilted his head back and guessed in a low voice: "Could it be because your shadow was cut off?"

Zheng Qing wrinkled his nose, lowered his head, and glanced at the soles of his feet.

The afternoon sun shines through the tall glass windows and casts on the floor, leaving a swaying halo of flowing water. Standing in the halo, whether it is a table, chair or bench, or a student or a professor, it will leave a dark shadow.

Except for Zheng Qing.

Last week, when visiting Su Shijun's dimensional evolution laboratory, his shadow was 'tricked' away by a contract from Su Da Beauty. This has made young government-funded students have been feeling uncomfortable lately.

"It shouldn't be. Zheng Qing hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Didn't Dylan say it? There is no shadow, you will only feel slightly allergic to the sun, and there will be no other negative effects......

As another shadowless member of Dorm 403, Mr. Vampire Werewolf has a fair say in this regard.

"You're different from him," Xiao Xiao shook his head, "Vampires are born without a shadow...... And you have a shadow, but the shadow is 'stripped away'...... Who knows if this magic will have any negative effects?"

"Maybe you should talk to Su Da Mei about this matter again. Zhang Jixin finally couldn't help it, and also turned his head, looking eagerly at the public scholarship student: "When are you going?" I can be your bodyguard!"

"And me, and me!" Fat Xin was not to be outdone, and said continuously.

The corners of Zheng Qing's mouth twitched, and he smiled weakly.

"Let's wait until the freshman hunt is over. He sighed slightly: "Anyway, there are only two or three days left, and I can still hold on to this little time...... Big deal, I won't go to the Saturday night dance and sleep a little more in the dorm. ”

"It's okay not to go. Xin Fat Man pinched his chin and nodded thoughtfully: "Ever since Lao Yao warned everyone not to toss anything at the dance party in Charms class on Monday, I always have a feeling of panic...... It always feels like something is going to happen. It's okay not to go, it's okay not to go. ”

"Knock knock!"

From the podium, there were several heavy wooden canes striking the ground.

"Young gentlemen sitting in the back, please be quiet. Professor Tian looked at the wizards with a smile and stomped the rattan cane in his hand heavily, attracting the attention of the students.

The others turned their heads to the back, looked at the wizards, and then turned back in unison, quietly looking at the professor on the podium.

Professor Tian seemed to be in a good mood, and he didn't get angry and walked down from the podium and beat a few wizards.

"Today we are learning a 'cleansing mantra'...... It's going to be the 'House Cup' ball, and I'm sure everyone wants to pack up and dance the night away with their dance partners in the moonlight...... Instead of wearing stinky robes, like dung beetles crawling out of a dung pit. ”

As she spoke, the old woman stomped the cane in her hand again.

In the sink in front of everyone, there was suddenly a pile of dirty, stinky robes.