After returning to his seat with his swollen and sore head in his arms, Zheng Qing began to fill out those annoying application materials.

At the same time, Lao Yao kept calling different students forward and assigning them different tasks according to their own situations.

The regular meeting time is coming to an end in a blink of an eye.

Before leaving, Lao Yao looked around while packing up the materials on the lectern and said, "If there are no other problems, then this semester is over...... I wish you all a happy winter holiday and a happy new year in advance!"

"Happy winter vacation to Professor!"

"Happy New Year, Professor!"

The classroom immediately resounded with a chaotic chorus of greetings.

This was mixed with a certain student's loud question: "Professor, when will the final exam results come out?!"

"The final grades will be brought to you by your pet a week before the start of the next semester, on the day of the Lantern Festival. Lao Yao waved his hand with a smile and began to walk outside the classroom: "So after you have a holiday, you must be friendly to your animal companions, lest they get angry and eat your report card." ”

"I wish the results were eaten...... I don't think I'll be able to score 90 points in my magic class. Fat Xin rubbed his chin a little frustrated: "...... It's a pity I don't have a pet. ”

Zheng Qing immediately grabbed one of the fat man's arms, raised it, and shouted at the professor, "Professor, what if you don't have a pet?"

"The school will arrange for other small animals to be delivered to your home, so don't worry. The professor pressed his hand down and motioned for Zheng Qing to put the fat man's arm down.

"Professor, I'll miss you!" the fat man howled dryly.

The classroom burst into laughter.

Lao Yao was also amused by the fat man's words.

He stopped walking out of the classroom, turned around, and looked at Fat Xin: "I'll miss you too...... Especially when it comes to grading your papers. ”

With that, he said no more, and finally waved his hand and turned to leave.

The noise in the classroom grew louder.

......

......

After the last regular meeting, in theory, the winter break has already arrived.

But because the regular meeting is held in the evening, most students still stay at school for one night and then leave home the next day. It's just that Zheng Qing doesn't plan to stay this night longer.

He has already applied to the school and will leave tonight. And the school also agreed to his application, and scheduled his departure time for 9:45 p.m.

Different from taking a special plane to enter the school, the school arranges a special 'grandfather clock channel' to send people home one-on-one when they go home during the winter vacation.

The reason for this arrangement, on the one hand, is because of the restrictions of the school's guardian array, which cannot be opened to special planes outside the island twice in a year, and on the other hand, because there are only a few students who go home during the winter vacation, and most of the students of the first university do not need to spend the Spring Festival and have no need to go home, so the pressure on the school transmission is naturally much less, and they can choose a faster way.

It's like a 403 dormitory.

Zheng Qing is the only one who has a plan to go home during the winter vacation - Dylan and Xin have never had the custom of celebrating the Spring Festival, and during this time, Dylan has to be busy with family affairs, and Xin also has to go to the laboratory of a certain pharmacy professor to help, so he chooses not to go home.

Xiao Xiao's reason, which also didn't go home, was a little pale.

"My family is very busy, and even when I go back, I will spend the holiday alone. The watermelon-headed boy sat on the bed with a gloomy face, and was a little perfunctory to Zheng Qing's inquiry: "And my budget for travel expenses is not sufficient." ”

Zheng Qing thought of the poor father-son relationship that Xiao Xiao vaguely mentioned before and his slightly embarrassed clothes before, but he believed the doctor's statement.

But Xin Fatzi didn't think much of Xiao Xiao's explanation.

"I heard that Mr. Sima is not going home during the winter vacation," he 'lowered' his voice and whispered to Tuan Tuan lying on his lap in a volume that everyone in the dormitory could hear...... So, there is a good reason why the doctor did not go home. ”

Zheng Qing struggled to contain the laughter he wanted to make loud.

Worried that the doctor would tear up with the fat man again, the young public-funded student hurriedly turned his head, looked at Xin, and asked, "Aren't you going to complete the investigation report in the northern district of Beta Town, why do you want to go to the professor's laboratory to help?"

"Professor Dorag Barton," Fat Xin corrected Zheng Qing's words, reminding, "He is the director of the Institute of Magical Biology of the First University, a quasi-grand wizard, and an honorary member of the Wizarding Council...... You've probably heard of the name. ”

Zheng Qing racked his brains, and finally shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he was not impressed.

"Okay," the fat man looked a little frustrated, but he quickly picked himself up and explained, "Professor Barton has raised a batch of Ouroboros, and recently needed to mix a little potion to promote growth and ward off diseases, so he asked a few students to help...... Because it's all very simple work. When Linda found out, she recommended me to help. ”

Linda is the editor-in-chief of the editorial department of the school newspaper and the direct superior of Xin Fatzi. On average, Zheng Qing hears her name from the fat man's mouth once or twice a week. This made the young public scholarship student very suspicious of what was wrong between the two.

It's just that this suspicion has been fermenting and has never been hammered.

“...... Professor Barton's part-time job will only take two weeks, from tomorrow until February 1. Speaking of this, the fat man paused and glanced up at Zheng Qing: "I remember that you came back on February 2nd?"

"Yes," Zheng Qing nodded: "The 'grandfather clock channel' arranged by the school is 4:45 p.m. on February 2...... If all goes well, I'll be back in my dorm at five o'clock in the evening. ”

"Well, that's a good idea...... I'll have a day off on the 2nd, you will come back on the 2nd, and then we will be able to go to the North District on the 3rd to finish my investigation report. The fat man nodded contentedly: "If there is anything that needs to be run, I can help you urge it during this time." ”

The procedure he said was that Zheng Qing submitted an application to the school working committee to complete a public welfare project in the northern district of Beta Town.

"It's done," Zheng Qing stuffed the last roll of cover into his gray cloth bag, then put on a somewhat clumsy coat, patted the thick bulging pocket, and his tone was full of ease and joy before going home: "I heard that I plan to go to the North District to complete a public welfare project, and the people of the school working committee are very happy...... It took me five minutes to get the formalities done. ”

"You won't be able to go back to the dormitory on February 2nd," Xiao Xiao suddenly spoke, interrupting the conversation between the two: "The dormitory has changed." ”

Zheng Qing was stunned for a few seconds.

"Oh, Shet. He couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

Hearing the doctor's reminder, he realized that all the students who stayed on campus needed to be temporarily placed in the designated dormitory according to the requirements of the school, and could not live back until the beginning of the next semester.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take out his pocket watch and looked at the time on the watch, it was already half past eight in the evening.

"Go home safely, just leave those applications to me." Xiao Xiao rarely took the initiative once: "Anyway, there is not much to do in D&K, I can help you deal with it by the way." ”