When Zheng Qing's consciousness came back to his senses, he found that he was not sitting in the classroom, but standing in a white mist.

Based on experience, it is easy for a boy to tell that he is still in a dream.

He looked up and down.

The fog around him was not very heavy, just below his ankles, like a babbling stream, flowing under his feet, cool and slippery. Stepping on it, as if stepping on a plastic runway, Microsoft, is not awkward.

The dream seems to have spied on the boy's thoughts.

As soon as he thought of the words 'plastic runway', the fog in front of him rolled over, revealing a dark red plastic runway. In the middle of the runway, there was also a black cat standing, turning its head and staring at him with a pair of yellow eyes.

"Whew~"

The black cat barked softly, turned its head and ran briskly forward.

A strong sense of déjà vu brought the boy a huge sense of security, and he didn't hesitate too much, raised his footsteps, and kept up with the figure of the black cat. Familiar running, familiar black cats, familiar plastic tracks.

ran a short distance with this familiar mood, and another familiar figure appeared in the boy's eyes.

It's Mr. Wu!

The black cat kicked and stomped, reluctantly slipped to Mr. Gentle's feet, and hooked his ankle with his tail.

"Oh, are you coming?" Mr. glanced down at the black cat, then looked back at the young public scholarship student, raised his hand and beckoned: "Since you are here, come and stand for a while." ”

With that, he put his hands behind his back and quietly looked into the distance.

Zheng Qing ran a few steps and came to the side of Mr., and looked at Mr. Gaze, there was still a white mist in front of him, and there was no scenery to enjoy.

Perhaps there is some amazing secret hidden in these fogs?

The boy clasped his hands and stood honestly behind the gentleman, looking at the white mist with the same seriousness, as if he wanted to see a flower in the mist.

"What are you looking at?" the gentleman's voice rang in his ears coldly.

"What are you looking at?" - Zheng Qing almost asked the rhetorical question, but fortunately, reason took control of his mouth at the last moment and changed the rhetorical question to a more intelligent wording: "I'm looking in the same direction as my husband." ”

This position is interesting.

Mr. Wu couldn't help but smile, raised his hand and pointed at the boy, and finally shook his head: "You, you...... If you want to break through the fog of fate, it is not enough to rely on the forbidden spell on your body. You still have to study one more in school. ”

Zheng Qing nodded in agreement.

"I'm here today to bring you something. The gentleman looked back at the mist.

But Zheng Qing felt that his hands were suddenly heavier.

He lowered his head, and at some point in his two hands picked up a wooden box, which was filled with various greeting cards and gifts wrapped in plastic flower paper, large and small, more than a dozen.

"Today, May 4th, your birthday. The gentleman's voice rang in his ears: "Your grandfather, your parents, and your former friends, I have gifts for you...... According to the normal way, it is estimated that it will take ten and a half months for these things to completely pass the inspection and be delivered to you. I happened to have a little time, so I brought it to you. ”

Zheng Qing flipped through the top greeting card with a picture of a beautiful girl, and inside it was the familiar handwriting of the former best friend: "Hurry up!"

The two words dragon flying and phoenix dancing, concise and to the point, are indeed that guy's consistent style.

Below, there is the father's greeting card, which is very serious: 'Happy 19th birthday to my son!' Today, you are a year older, and you are no longer a timid little boy, but a brave man......

Zheng Qing looked at those words, felt a little sour, and quickly closed the greeting card.

There are only about a dozen greeting cards in total, and it doesn't take much time to turn them over one by one. As for the gifts, there is time to dismantle them after returning to the dormitory, and Zheng Qing has no intention of dismantling them here.

"This is my gift. Mr. Wu handed over a cyan card.

Zheng Qing was suddenly excited, and an uncontrollable smile appeared on his face - think about what kind of gift a gift from an existence beyond the ancient wizard would be!

Is it a contract for a mage tower to change hands, or a powerful magic spell, or a precious potion prescription, or maybe even the code to a wizard's bank safe!

These imaginations froze in the deepest part of his mind after seeing the contents of the cyan card.

On the card is a lesson note.

"When you blew up the other day, I mentioned to you about individual tutoring. "The gentleman speaks always slowly, not in a hurry or slowly, like a pot of old soup that has been boiled for a long time:

“...... In the past two days, I have made a list of homework that you should remediate, and I plan to start this week. ”

Zheng Qing tugged at the corners of his mouth - giving the class schedule as a gift is really Mr.'s consistent style. He couldn't help but think of the first time he went to Huijiji a long time ago, when his husband said that he was going to give him a birthday present.

He has always been obsessed with keeping a little mermaid in the bathtub.

"This week...... When?" Zheng Qing looked back and forth at the card—it only had the learning content and outline, and there was no specific time schedule.

"When I have time. The gentleman replied succinctly.

"That ......"

"Well, I'll see, Tuesday...... The Middle-earth Hunting Group destroyed half of the world while hunting, and I have to sort out the rules of combing, otherwise that world will not be able to sell for a good price. You know, the school has a sharing agreement with those hunting groups. ”

No, I don't know - the boy complained to himself in his heart.

“...... Then, Wednesday and Wednesday were also on a business trip, alas, the two super hunting groups of 'Xianqin' and 'Shengtang' were mobilizing people again, intending to ...... I've got to be a peacemaker. Can't let them call around. The love is going to be gone. ”

"On Thursday, there were a couple of old friends from the depths of the stars who needed to be entertained. ”

"On Friday, I'm going to write my memoir. ”

"Saturday...... Well, that incident on Saturday should be able to drag on for a while? There are so many people in the school, there are not many more than me, and there are not many people who lack me...... That flower cat will do some for me. The gentleman touched his cuffs, tilted his head and muttered to himself.

Hearing those terrible words, Zheng Qing shrank his neck in awe.

But he still had the audacity to object.

"On Saturday afternoon I was going to Professor Montella's lab, and I had already been absent three times. The boy whispered: "There is also a night patrol mission in Linzhong Lake at night......

The gentleman lowered his eyelids and glanced at him.

"You're the most troublesome student I've ever taught. He commented, but instead of interfering with the school's punishment as the boy wanted, he changed the time: "...... Sunday, Sunday noon, you come to the pedestrian street Sanyou Book House to find me. That flower cat will show you the way. ”