The time for self-study next night is half past nine, squeezing into the last subway, and it is almost ten o'clock when I get home.

From Monday to Friday today, he lived almost exactly the same life.

I go to school during the day, take out my parchment paper to figure out the magic after completing my homework in the evening, and I can't wait to draw a magic array when I get home at night.

More than 996.

However, aside from a deeper understanding of minor spells such as ignition and condensation, the two spells of fireball and arc are still making no progress.

The difficulty coefficient is not half a star compared to the others.

......

On Friday night, Jiang Qiao took out the items for drawing the magic array as usual and ran to the small backyard.

There is a black mark about a meter long on the wall of the backyard, which is smoked by the smoke from the burning of fallen leaves.

On the night when he first drew the magic array, Jiang Qiao didn't expect that a beam of flames that were only a few tens of centimeters would quickly rise to one or two meters after being released, and even almost burned the ceiling.

Luckily, he had filled a basin of water in time to extinguish the fire, otherwise the house might have burned through.

Isn't it talking about the technique of igniting fire, how is it like setting fire to the mountain...... He said with a lingering feeling afterwards.

......

At ten o'clock in the evening, the neon lights in the distance came from the hustle and bustle of the city, and Jiang Qiao squatted on the concrete floor and slowly drew in circles.

The powder in the glass bottle is almost at the bottom, and there are about ten more chances to draw.

As his proficiency increased, it only took about fifteen minutes to draw a complete magic array the size of half a person.

After the last stroke, Jiang Qiao stood up.

This time, he still has to challenge the fireball technique.

"Nature's Elven ......"

"Best wishes to you......"

"Answer my prayers."

Smooth but still stiff spells slowly came out of his mouth, like the oldest echoes of the world.

The silence was followed by the hottest burn.

No ethereal voice sounded in his heart this time, but he already knew it.

Jiang Qiao raised his left hand, and the bright and pure flames condensed in his hands.

From a spark, it grows into a flame and then to a torch, growing bigger and hotter......

It doesn't change until it finally grows to the size of a basketball, and the dynamic flame is blown out by the wind from time to time with a few sparks, and then turned to ashes in the air.

It's incredible...... Once again, Jiangqiao was shocked by the great power of heaven and earth.

This kind of shock is different from the shock of the light gate that day, it is the pleasure of despising everything and extremely inflated after mastering the power.

It's an animal instinct that's rooted in genes.

Jiang Qiao was soon attracted and even confused by the brilliant fireball in his hand.

A strange desire to destroy quickly crept through his mind, and he couldn't help but want to throw the fireball out, to that wall in the backyard, to the telephone pole outside.

Burn to death the stupid dog that barks incessantly in the morning, and burn the chirping sparrows......

Jiang Qiao suddenly broke out a few drops of cold sweat, he realized all kinds of dark thoughts of his previous self, and he couldn't help but feel a little afraid.

This fireball in his hand is really lethal......

So his heart moved, and he quickly canceled the spell, and the fireball in his hand suddenly spun to the ground, and disappeared into the air, without a shadow.

Ehashi was stunned for a while, something he had never encountered in the five days he had been studying magic.

In other words, the previous impact was too small, and the freshness and excitement brought by learning magic were overshadowed.

Could it be that learning magic distorts people's minds to a certain extent and magnifies their inner desires?

He stood there for a long time and didn't come back to his senses, and that self made him a little frightened.

The moonlight was like frost, spilling in through the backyard window and spilling onto Jiang Qiao's shirt, where there were a few holes burned by sparks.

It doesn't seem like it's time to do magic practice tonight.

I'll have to ask Sylvie tomorrow night what the hell is going on......

Jiang Qiao looked at the moon for a while, and then walked into the house.

……

Jiangqiao's high school is still relatively humane, with a day off every Sunday.

Therefore, Saturday evening self-study is usually the hardest time.

There is no teacher supervision for evening self-study.

Jiang Qiao sat in the last row by the window, although it was not the "hometown of the king", but it was also a rare throne.

When you open the window, you can feel the evening breeze in early autumn, and when you are tired from studying, you can look at the stars outside and the trees in the mountains behind the school.

and the bare desolate ground around the perimeter.

According to Mr. Zhou, an enthusiastic student, this is because there are often lonely couples who go to the back mountain to do something about the maple forest...... After the matter was revealed, the principal was furious and uprooted the trees in the outer circle, and set up surveillance in various corners.

Since then, even the people who go to the back mountain to make up their homework have almost disappeared.

Jiang Qiao, who was looking out the window, thought of this, and suddenly smiled, telling him that this legend was Zhou Cheng at the same table.

But at this time, Zhou Cheng actually buried his head on the table, didn't say a word, and didn't even read his favorite comics and novels, and the whole person looked a little depressed.

"Oranges." Ehashi lowered his voice and called him by his nickname while shaking his shoulder.

The latter has no action.

"Zhou Cheng?"

Jiang Qiao shouted again, Zhou Cheng slowly turned his head, a handful of snot and tears on his face, and he didn't know that he thought he had been raped by Brother Jie.

This scared Jiang Qiao a lot.

"Orange, what's wrong with you?"

Jingle Bell –

At this time, the school bell rang. The classroom finally had some buzzing sounds.

"Brother Qiao......" Zhou Cheng cried, he only said one sentence, and then there was a tearful silence.

Jiang Qiao's heart tugged.

"Brother Qiao," Zhou Cheng wiped away his tears, "My confession today was rejected—woo woo." ”

......

The two of them are walking in the direction of the school gate, and usually at this time, they usually take the subway home together.

Zhou Cheng still had a bitter face.

Jiang Qiao asked him: "Tell me again, who rejected it?" ”

"Luo Shanshan from the next class."

"I don't know."

"It's the girl who brought you snacks and was rejected by you."

Jiang Qiao finally remembered that there was indeed such a girl.

A few weeks ago, Jiang Qiao kindly told her about the topic of waves, but the other party pestered him about it.

The girl came over to deliver snacks as soon as she got out of class, which made Jiang Qiao complain in class.

"I'm sorry, but I have a girlfriend." Finally, the helpless Jiang Qiao made up a wave of nonsense, and then watched Luo Shanshan cry and run out of the classroom.

It turned out to be her...... Jiang Qiao said with emotion.

"How did you confess?" Jiang Qiao asked Zhou Cheng.

"I didn't confess," Zhou Cheng was aggrieved, "I just told her every day that I had good morning, good afternoon, good evening, and happy Mid-Autumn Festival, Happy New Year, and Happy Qingming." ”

"And then?"

"Then she told me to."

"Zhou Cheng, being a licking dog is also a matter of skill." Jiang Qiao looked at the sky and sighed, "We students, it's best not to get entangled in love and love, and pass the college entrance examination first." ”

"Brother Qiao, then what is your relationship with Cheng Ruoxi?" Zhou Cheng asked rhetorically.

"Uh, this ......," Jiang Qiao asked, "What does it matter, ordinary friends." ”

When Zhou Cheng heard this, his big face twisted his eyebrows, "Yo yo yo...... Still ordinary friends? Will ordinary friends be waiting for you at the school gate with a cake? ”

Jiang Qiao was stunned.

He looked at the school gate.

On both sides of the gate are lush trees, and under the big trees stand dim street lamps, the lights shine on Cheng Ruoxi, and the shadows are full.

She was tiptoeing into the school.