What can an octopus do to you?

If someone had asked Zheng Qing this question before, he would have scoffed - could those soft and boneless animals still be able to do something to themselves?

For him, turning the question upside down might make sense to answer it a little. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In fact, he can do a lot to an octopus.

For example, steamed, braised in sauce, stir-fried in sauce, and stir-fried;

or smoked, marinated, stewed, stir-fried, souped, boiled, stewed;

The taste is heavier, washed directly, and the dipping sauce is cut raw, which also has a unique flavor;

When the time is sufficient, make some small balls and make a pot of thick soup, which is even more warm and satisfying;

If you don't want to eat it, you can also put it in the fish tank and watch them crawl around with their eight legs.

When Zheng Qing was roughed up by the eight-claw administrator of the Shushan Pavilion, these thoughts were tumbling in his mind.

A few minutes ago, when Mr. Octopus, who was rowing eight-legged, floated in front of Zheng Qing's eyes and asked him to leave the museum immediately, Zheng Qing still had a glimmer of hope - maybe the administrator was not as irritable as everyone rumored.

"Wait a minute. He stood up very politely and saluted the Octopus Administrator, "I'll pack up my books and leave right away." ”

"Very polite lad. The octopus administrator spat bubbles, and the font that spewed out became rounded: "Then I'll be lighter." ”

"Lighter ......" Zheng Qing was still chewing on the meaning of this word, and Mr. Octopus explained it to him with practical actions.

In fact, the librarian's way of dealing with students who are stranded in the library because of greed is also very simple.

Knock over, drag away.

It's literal.

"A few books have fallen to the ground, hey!" Zheng Qing held the book in his arms, struggled, and shouted.

But apart from the octopus not far overhead, there was not a single ghost in sight of the empty library.

"It's okay, my colleague will sort it out later. The octalaw caretaker grabbed the young student by the collar and dragged him to the ground, and as he floated out of the corridor, he unhurriedly sprayed a bunch of flowers backwards.

"You are violent!" Zheng Qing angrily accused: "Serious violation of campus management regulations!"

"Sue me. The Octopus Administrator continued to slowly spray flowers into the air.

"Hit someone!" Zheng Qing fluttered his legs and shouted, "I'm a student of the school! I'm a flower in the wizarding world! You can't do this! I want to see the principal! I want to see the principal!"

The Octopus Administrator's translucent skin slowly turned red and even slightly blackened at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Shut up!! Mr. Octopus was steaming hot in his head, waving his fist with tentacles, and rewarded Zheng Qing with a chestnut storm: "I've never seen you such a noisy newcomer!"

The hero doesn't suffer the loss in front of him, Zheng Qing honestly closed his mouth.

He soon discovered that it was actually easier to be dragged along.

Moreover, all the books can be piled up in your arms, so you don't have to risk losing them.

So, he obediently hunched his neck and let the Octopus Administrator use him as a mop to wipe the floor.

"Slow down!" As soon as he turned a corner, Zheng Qing couldn't help but shout: "Two more books have been dropped!"

"Nope. The octopus unceremoniously squirted two words back.

"So, can you stop for a moment?" Zheng Qing paused, spoke very sincerely, and asked, "The robe is very expensive, can I change into dirty clothes?"

"No!" the librarian added a huge exclamation mark to the font he spewed this time.

"Then can you help me get a few books?" Zheng Qing tried to hold all the books he had selected in his arms, and asked tentatively, "You have eight arms, and you still have four empty...... I guess I can take a lot of things. ”

The Administrator finally stopped, and put his head in front of the daring freshman.

Zheng Qing smiled weakly.

The Octopus Administrator's eyes widened, and the bulging, dark eyes gleamed in the faint light.

This time, it didn't spray words.

Instead, a circle of huge question marks and exclamation marks erupted around it.

Zheng Qing seized the opportunity to hug the rest more tightly, while carefully avoiding the string of symbols to prevent the ink stains from getting on his robe.

When he was thrown out of the bookshelf maze, the Octopus Librarian didn't spit another bubble, and turned around and ran into the depths of the bookshelf maze, leaving only the chattering and complaining young wizard.

"Name, class. A stern voice sounded above Zheng Qing's head: "How many times did the alarm be triggered?"

Zheng Qing quickly stood up.

In front of him was an old wizard in a gray school worker's costume.

He held a clipboard in one hand and a pocket watch in the other.

On the clipboard, four or five quill pens are cheerfully tap-dancing.

Around the old wizard, there were four or five red-robed students with dejected expressions lined up, waiting to be released.

"Zheng Qing, Astronomy 08-1 class, came to the library for the first time. Zheng Qing quickly put the few books that had accidentally fallen on the ground into his arms and replied in a proper manner.

"Freshman. The old wizard's stiff face was a little gentle: "Before entering the museum, didn't you hear the "Regulations on the Management of the Shushan Pavilion?" Why did you stay in it for so long? ”

"I hear you. Zheng Qing continued to answer honestly: "It's just that I saw too many books I liked, so I couldn't help but stay for a while." ”

"The most important thing in the library is not to be greedy. The gloomy librarian looked around at the young wizards who had been thrown out, and warned them in a stern tone: "I suggest that you do not stay too much in the depths of the library, not to restrict your study, but to make your study better." You know, a lot of complex knowledge is the easiest way to lose yourself. ”

Everyone nodded their heads and even claimed yes.

Once the identity information was registered, the old wizard asked the young men to leave the entrance of the bookshelf maze with the bookshelf.

"Remember, if Mr. Zhang is thrown out of the bookshelf maze three times in a row, he will be banned from entering the library for one month. Before leaving, the old wizard warned with a straight face: "After two consecutive lockdowns, you will be banned from entering the library for one year." Got it?"

"Who is Mr. Zhang?" Zheng Qing quietly turned his head and asked a chubby boy next to him.

"It's that octopus. The boy replied secretly.

"Still have questions?" the old wizard glared at the two of them.

"Report!" Zheng Qing hesitated again and again, and finally raised his hand: "I have a problem." ”

"Huh?" the old wizard raised an eyebrow.

"That ...... Mr. Zhang," Zheng Qing bit his tongue and ripped the title back: "When he brought me out, violence was used against me. I think this is inappropriate behavior. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to his forehead, on which he could still see a clearly visible red mark, which was the mark left by the octopus when it struck him on the chestnut.

"First, Mr. Zhang belonged to the ancient school of professors, and in his time, students needed to be educated with rulers and wooden sticks. The old wizard glanced at the red mark on his forehead, flexed his fingers, and tapped his own clipboard.

The dancing quills on the board sped back into the old wizard's breast pocket.

Zheng Qing pondered, this should mean not to record this conversation.

"Second, the bookshelf maze is huge and complicated, and ordinary wizards are not up to the task, and the great wizards have their own responsibilities. The old wizard grimaced and patiently explained to the young wizards, "If it weren't for Mr. Zhang, maybe there would really be an accident where students starved to death in the library." There was a time when the school had a ghost watch over the library, and it turned out that the deceased received more complaints...... Mainly in the claustrophobic environment, the terrifying atmosphere created by the ghosts is too strong, which seriously affects the students' reading. If you are willing, you can make a suggestion to the school, maybe you will like the ghost-guarded library?"

Zheng Qing's face turned pale and he shook his head frantically.

The octopus roams the library, and he's only going to be knocked a few times.

If you change it to a ghost, hehe, that picture is so wonderful when you think about it.

Perhaps the incidence of heart disease in schools will skyrocket.

In the end, Mr. Zhang's methods are mainly disciplinary and generally do not cause real harm to students. The old wizard concluded: "So, if you still have any objections, you can get the watch here and make an appeal. If there are no objections, get out of the way! There is still a large queue of students in the back. ”

Zheng Qing sighed, hugged his pile of books, and walked away dejectedly.