The twelfth week of regular meetings lasted for a short time.

Professor Yao is said to have an important business to do, but he just sent a projection to the classroom, and after a brief summary and arrangement, the projection dispersed, leaving the classroom full of students staring wide-eyed.

Liu Feifei was the first to come back to her senses.

After Professor Yao's projection dissipated, within a few seconds, she jumped up from her seat and ran out of the classroom with her books and review materials in her arms. There was a good-natured laugh behind her. Everyone knew that she went to Nicholas to review her homework.

Since the accident on the shore of Linzhong Lake, Nicholas has not been seen in the classroom of Astronomy 08-1 for a week. All his homework was tutored by Liu Feifei, and all his homework was also handed in through Liu Feifei.

Standing up immediately after Liu Feifei was Downton.

He shouted loudly, asking the students who had not handed in their homework before to hand in their homework quickly, and at the same time repeated a sentence that had been on the lips of all professors recently, "There are four weeks before the final exam, and this exam will determine whether you can advance to the second year, so you must hurry up and brush up on the past papers a few more times...... Has anyone asked to go to the library or study room together to occupy a seat?"

Immediately, several students raised their hands and responded to the call of the class leader.

As the end of the semester approached, both the library and the study room were very tight, so many students began to form groups to help occupy seats. Often one person can occupy an entire large desk with seven or eight books in his arms. Although the appearance is a little ugly, but at a critical moment, no one can care about that much.

In addition to Downton, there are a few more active guys in the class.

For example, Xiao Xiao, who is still looking for someone to sign an autograph, such as Li Meng, who dances with the elves, and Zhang Jixin.

Zhang Jixin was holding a thick stack of leaflets, handing them out all over the classroom, stuffing one when he met people, smiling brightly, like those evangelists of Atlas College who preached the "glory of the Lord". It's just that his leaflet doesn't have any god name or the name of the Holy Spirit, but Zhang Shuzhi's achievements.

Zheng Qing also has such a picture in his hand.

On the dark red paper, half of the page is the honest image of Zhang Shuzhi waving his hand and grinning, and the other half is crowded with the achievements of this classmate who tried to challenge the title of 'Lei Zhe' - such as the status of a public-funded student for three consecutive years, the vice captain of the No. 1 University School Hunting Team, the vice president of the Divine Will, the best hunter of the No. 1 University School Hunting Tournament in 2007-2008, the grade point average of 4.7 or above for three consecutive years, the "Magic Wand" Little Arcana Scepter Sequence 1, and so on.

The sheer number of achievements is breathtaking.

If it weren't for Zhang Shuzhi's red face similar to Zhang Jixin's, Zheng Qing would not have believed that Zhang Jixin had an older brother with such outstanding achievements—he was very suspicious that the spirituality of Yu Yin, the ancestor of the Zhang family, was occupied too much by Zhang Jixin's elder brothers, so that Elder Zhang Da only had muscles left in his mind.

"I think the elders will make you an officer in his brother's support group...... Or a consultant, or something like that. After all, you're a celebrity. Xin Fat Man held the notebook, and his chubby face was full of sighs: "I'm different...... Did you know that the elder had just asked me to write an advertorial complimenting his brother, and he was willing to buy me breakfast for a week? ”

"Great deal. Zheng Qing commented perfunctorily, but his eyes fell on the seat where Yelena usually sits.

The table was empty, as if it had been covered with a layer of dust.

In the past week, Zheng Qing has repeatedly and twice asked Mr. to visit the gypsy witch, but Mr. has refused. He also tried to pry open the window of the Sanyou bookstore next to D&K and sneak in to find his way home. But in addition to eating a mouthful of dust, only a few cat hairs were found.

The yellow civet was also gone.

According to the 'Ear Brothers', who work in the D&K shop, the flower cat has been looking for traces of his ancestor lately.

"That cat has bad intentions!" the slightly shrill voice of Jingle Bell still echoed in the wizard's ears.

When he came back to his senses, Fat Xin was still babbling about the incident just now:

“...... Writing advertorials is against my professional ethics!"

The fat man struggled to squeeze out a bit of seriousness on his face. It's just that because his sense of justice is not very abundant on weekdays, he forcibly squeezes it at this moment, which can only make that fat face more funny.

"Morality? Hey, that's a new word. Zheng Qing glanced at the fat man with a sneer: "Didn't the school newspaper publish Zhao Qiao and Hoffman's advertorials two days ago?

The fat man raised his eyebrows, and just wanted to say something, when Zhang Jixin's voice came from the side when he handed out the leaflet: "Please support Zhang Shuzhi to become the new 'Lei Zhe', he will definitely not make any concessions when dealing with Alpha!

Two 'absolutes' made the fat man who originally wanted to justify something shut up.

"Hey, Brother Qing, you haven't left yet, it's great!" Zhang Jixin walked to Zheng Qing's desk with a stack of brochures, and breathed a heavy sigh of relief: "...... I wanted to talk to you before the meeting, but I never got the chance. Well, do you have time in the evening? I remember you were free on Sunday nights...... My brother wants to find you for tea, it's on the pedestrian street, very close to ......"

The fat man stood behind Zhang Jixin, with a gloating look on his face.

Zheng Qing showed an embarrassed smile.

"I have other things to do in the evening...... It's already an appointment. He replied confidently.

"Have you already made an appointment?" Zhang Jixin glanced at him suspiciously: "You are not allowed to be blinded by me...... Don't you usually go to the library on Sundays to do your homework?"

"He's going to accompany me to the North District of Beta Town today to visit Colmar and talk about Nicholas. A flat voice suddenly came from behind Zhang Jixin.

Even Fat Xin was taken aback.

The head of the class Jiang was holding a few books, standing behind a few boys, and when she saw the wizards turn around, she blinked and showed a playful smile: "First come, first come...... We need to talk about rules. ”

Li Meng stood beside Jiang Yu and glared at Zheng Qing viciously, with several elves in gray uniforms lying on her shoulders. Zheng Qing felt that his earlobes were a little hot.

He cleared his throat quietly.

"Regulation...... Rules?" After hearing Jiang Yu's words, Zhang Jixin was obviously a little caught off guard, and was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted: "Didn't you go to Senior Sister Colma to talk about this matter before?"

Zheng Qing's visit to the Gini Huts last weekend had already been reported at the meeting of the Sin Hunting Team. Because of the possible Dark Wizard risks involved, he needed to make his fellow hunters a little more vigilant.

"Well, last week we talked about sending Nicholas over, and this week we talked about bringing Nicholas back. The witch pursed her lips, looking a little impatient, "Or are you willing to take charge of this?"

"No, no, no," Zhang Jixin waved his hand again and again, lest the head of the class Jiang throw this pot on his head: "I'm just curious...... Just curious. ”

"Then Zheng Qing's classmate ......"

"He's yours," Elder Zhang grabbed Zheng Qing's shoulders as if pinching the neck of a chicken, and pushed him in front of the witch: "There is no doubt about it...... He's yours!"

During the whole process, the young government-funded students had no power to fight back, and there was no place to beak.

I can only keep that embarrassed but polite smile on my face all the time.

The fat man hid his head in the hole in the table, and his shoulders shook violently, like a hamster stealing popcorn. Zheng Qing could faintly hear his painful moans laughing.