As a young man who grew up in the Internet era, Zheng Qing is no stranger to the concept of 'seed'.

But he didn't expect that he would be able to access 'seeds' with similar concepts in the wizarding world - of course, unlike the indexes on the Internet that record download addresses, wizarding world seeds have a 'real' seed form.

This cannot but be said to be a coincidence.

The young public student looked at the two blue-gray, peanut-sized seeds in the fat man's palm, and sighed.

"That's a lot of insight...... I guessed what the fat man had brought back. He sighed repeatedly: "I always thought that wizards did not have such a pastime...... It's just that it's really good for so many of us to watch it collectively? I think it's better to watch this kind of small video separately and privately......"

“...... I always feel like you've misunderstood something. The fat man stared blankly, and his tone seemed a little strange.

"Whose seed?" asked Dylan, ripped open the tent and staggered out of the coffin, tucking cufflinks into his cuffs.

Because of the lack of sleep, his face was a little blue, and there were two big bags under his eyes.

"The upper member of the Yuexia Council, the pearl of the Qingqiu Su clan, and the number one beauty ...... wizarding world" For this question, the fat man obviously looked forward to it for a long time, so he did not hesitate to pile up nouns, and his eyes scanned every face in the dormitory, hoping to see the expression he wanted to see.

"Shhhh

"The film of the goddess??" Zheng Qing couldn't help but widen his eyes: "There was no riot in the school?"

He still vividly remembers that a few weeks ago, just because of a newspaper report, many students in the Astronomy 08-1 class were mourning and wailing.

Therefore, when he heard that the fat man got back Su Shijun's seeds, his first reaction was not the clarity of the film, but whether the school would riot because of it.

So, do you have any misunderstanding about seeds...... Or 'prejudice'?" Xiao Xiao squinted and repeated Fat Xin's previous question.

Zheng Qing frowned, thinking about whether to popularize some common-sense concepts about 'seeds' and 'teachers' to a few of his peers.

Clearly, Dylan didn't have the patience to listen to them gossip here.

He broke through the obstacles of the sleepy insects and came to his senses for some clearer purpose.

"Where did the seeds come from?When did they get them?How much did they cost?Is there a 'seed'?How is the clarity??," He said quickly, throwing out a lot of questions, and then took out a black cloth bag from his pocket: "I have a bag of Dongmao green soil, which is the most suitable for projection grass to grow, give it to ......."

As he spoke, the cloth bag in his hand slanted, and a handful of moist cyan soil hulala poured into the flower pot that Xin Fat had just prepared.

"It just so happens that I was hesitating to go outside and dig some soil casually," the fat man clapped his hands happily: "The nobles under the moon are arrogant, and they are so particular about planting grass......

Of course, he didn't have the appetite to continue to hang Mr. Vampire.

"I got the seeds from the editorial department, and I don't know exactly who got them...... Although it didn't cost much, the seeds should have been banned and there was no way to continue breeding. ”

Dylan sighed in disappointment.

The seed is still very new, and it is said that it was taken by Su Damei in Würzburg last weekend, as if she left it before she went to the Alps to stop Prince William from dueling with the Duke of Milton. ”

"As for the clarity and sound effects, I don't know...... Didn't you just get your hands on it, and you came back in a hurry!"

As he spoke, the fat man looked around proudly and emphasized: "Except for food, I have never eaten alone in other aspects...... If you have my share, you must have everyone's share!"

This statement won unanimous praise and warm welcome from the other members of the 403 dormitory.

As he spoke, two cyan seeds had been poked into the soil of the pot.

"Turn off the lights, turn off the lights!" the fat man waved his hand back vigorously, and his eyes did not leave the flower pot for a moment: "And the curtains!

Dylan snapped his fingers twice, and the fluorescent lights on the ceiling went out immediately, and the half-hidden curtains closed automatically.

The dormitory was in a state of darkness.

The orange cat Tuan Tuan Tuan has completely sobered up, it squatted in front of the flower pot, with a straight face, silently looking at several excited faces around it, and its yellow and clear eyes looked particularly terrifying.

The elves sat scattered on the shoulders of several wizards, flapping their wings and making curious noises from time to time.

"A bag of sand in time, half a lamp of shaped water. ”

Xin Fat Man muttered, and took out a small packet of crystal particles and an inch-high glass bottle from his USB drive.

"Slow down, slow down, the water is going to be completely soaked in the sands of time. Dylan stepped forward and nervously commanded, "The sand of time is not evenly paved! The sand of time is not evenly paved!! The left side is a point thicker than the right side...... Why hasn't there been a reaction yet? Is the hole you just poked a little deep? Is it your sandy of time expired? Is that bottle really set water? You're not mistaken!"

"Shut up, I've planted more seeds than you have cufflinks!" Xin Fat Man couldn't help but roar in a low voice, "Don't you need time for seeds to germinate?"

"It's grown!Look!" Zheng Qing saw a little light blue spike bud emerging from the soil, and hurriedly shouted. This sentence immediately extinguished the fire surging between the two companions.

Under the influence of magic, these shoots grow rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, the soil in the pot was covered with a small patch of three-colored grass. The grass is only an inch tall, and each slender grass stem has three blades of grass, which are red, green and blue.

A faint trichromatic fluorescence emerges from the blades of grass, intertwining with each other as the branches and leaves sway slightly, blending into a thin white halo.

Immediately afterwards, a vine poked out from the edge of the pot, and after the vine circled the pot, it stretched out its leaves and squeezed out pink flower bones.

"A bunch of trumpet flowers, three-color projection grass. Dylan patted the fat man on the shoulder convincingly: "Sure enough, the old farmer, he has a good seed!"

"Projection grass has the distinction of having one leaf, two leaves, and three leaves. Trumpet flowers also have the distinction of one, two, and bunch. Xiao Xiao habitually explained to Zheng Qing:

"The image displayed by the one-leaf projection grass is very similar to that of a ghost, while the image of the two-leaf projection grass is black and white, and only the image of the three-leaf or more can be restored. In the same way, a bunch of trumpet flowers also has a much stronger sound effect than a trumpet flower. ”

"Mono, two-channel, surround multi-channel. Zheng Qing couldn't help but complain.

Fat Xin looked serious, and solemnly poked the leaves of the trumpet flower, and a 'poof' sound came from the trumpet flower.

"Well, the sound is good. He clapped his hands, sat on the circle chair, and threw the ball on the chair onto his shoulder: "Everyone can enjoy it!"

Small points of light slowly floated on the projection grass blades, like floating dust, and like a starry sky.

The dots of light are slowly spliced together, outlining the ancient castle in the distance, the lush trees, and the gentle river and quaint sculptures nearby.

In the end, the picture freezes on a vicissitudes of stone bridge.

The stone bridge is paved with blue bricks, and it is covered with rust of history. The bridge is flanked by large chunks of neat sandstone, which look rough and heavy.

The quiet sound of the river could be heard from the trumpet flowers, the applause of the leaves brought by the wind, and the frolicking of children seemed to be in the distance.

A hand as white as jade rested lightly on the sandstone stone railing, and the Yiren wore a bright red cloak and a belt casually in his pocket, silently watching the flowing river.

"The picture quality is okay...... But the plot is a little too bland. Zheng Qing commented in a low voice.

"Being able to appreciate the demeanor of Su Da Beauty up close, what are you not satisfied with?!" Fat Xin squinted his eyes and said angrily.

"You two, shut up!" Dylan growled.

Before long, the soft singing voice floated from the river, and through the trumpet flower, it was injected into the hearts of several audiences:

Tick-tock clocks

Tap, tap, step

Time rings softly in my ears

The sound of dripping rain

Hee-hee-ha reminiscences

They hold me around

Winter goes to spring, another year, another day

The end of summer and the autumn solstice are another day and another year

No matter how much I slow down

It's all like that

Glide casually and nonchalantly

Glide through

Holding the penny of memories

In the sparkling time

Leave a faint trace

Tap, tap, hee, hee

The echo that will eventually fade away