After a long night, I was pulled to the silent forest for a walk.
Zheng Qing felt a little tired.
He could have gone to the cat fruit tree to bask in the moon, or trained three big elves in Qingqiu Mansion. But if this night was so bad, it might not be possible.
Whether it was the verse given by the elder of the Uteya tribe before leaving or the fire meteors that crossed the night sky, Zheng Qing felt that the distance between him and the crow was a little closer.
But it's just a little bit.
Just like a tourist walking in the fog, his eyes were covered in white and he couldn't tell anything. Although he took a step forward, the fog did not dissipate and his surroundings were still blurred.
Perhaps because of the yin energy on the Qingming Festival night, or perhaps because of the fire meteors, Zheng Qing was sleeping poorly that night, but he did not have nightmares.
When I woke up in the morning, the nightmare doll next to my pillow was lying neatly, and my head didn't fall off.
He habitually stretched out his hand out of the tent. After a long time, he didn't receive a hot towel. He was about to make a sound when he suddenly remembered that his elves had moved into Qingqiu Mansion and suddenly became a little depressed.
It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.
Even though a few days have passed, he has not fully adapted to the days without the elves.
But after only one morning, the sudden nervous learning rhythm polished his little depression completely.
Do homework, discuss homework with Jiang Yu, hand in homework, discuss graduation thesis with Su Shijun, prepare homework, remotely understand the situation of the elves on the first day of class, do experiments, and take time to prepare lessons - taking into account the lives of students, teaching assistants and nannies. This is how the life of a lid is always a mess.
Fortunately, Zheng Qing is quite agile and doesn't miss any trouble.
The good news is that the strong external pressure has stimulated Zheng Qing's internal potential well. On Tuesday evening, during dinner, the black gem that Zheng Qing had been in his hand for a long time finally turned into a cat.
It was already the seventh week of school, and it had been more than a month since he received this task from Lao Yao.
It's also very interesting to say.
At that time, Zheng Qing had just picked up a mushroom cream soup. At the dining table next door, several witches were frying fish - no one knew why these first-grade girls chose to cook in the cafeteria - in short, when they were busy throwing a few lively fresh fish into the hot frying pan, a small fish as big as a palm fell into the pot, swung its tail hard and jumped out desperately. By chance, they came straight to Zheng Qing's face.
Because of the sizzling sound next to him, Zheng Qing was paying special attention, so he immediately caught a glimpse of the shadow that was coming to his face and subconsciously glanced backwards.
Fish, he avoided it.
But because of his nervousness and the need to serve the bowl of mushroom soup, he used some strength with his other hand, and the black gem that was originally pinching the palm of his hand suddenly slid out of his fist's eyes.
It's like another black fish.
The center of gravity was unstable and the posture was wrong. Zheng Qing had no time to catch his black gem. He subconsciously gritted his teeth and had already done it and heard the black gem falling to the ground and making a crisp sound.
As a result, just as it was about to land, the black gem seemed like a piece of melted plasticine, stretching out its hands, feet and tail gracefully, landing lightly on the floor, and then looked back at Zheng Qing.
Although its face was still a little blurry, Zheng Qing swore that he read a little bit of blame from the black gem cat's expression.
It seemed to be complaining about his clumsy.
Just as Zheng Qing was stunned, the black gem cat actually threw his Weibo and shot it out like an arrow from the string. It nimbled on the little fish trying to escape and took it back.
"Hug, sorry!"
"We didn't mean it!"
"I'm so sorry... Oh, your sleeves are dirty!"
Several witches on the dining table next to them stood up in panic and apologized repeatedly. One of them had even taken out a handkerchief, as if he wanted to help Zheng Qing wipe the stains stained on his cuffs.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter...it doesn't matter."
Zheng Qing put down the soup bowl, waved his hands repeatedly, and quickly took out his handkerchief and wiped off the stains on the cuffs: "...it's just a little accident, it's okay."
The black gem cat took the fish that was bigger than it and rushed to the dining table in a few seconds, then stopped at the edge of the dining table, looked at Zheng Qing, and then looked at the witches, obviously hesitating about what to do with this fish.
"Wow! Is this your pet? It's so amazing!" One of the witches held her hands in front of her chest, leaning forward, looking at the Black Gem Cat, smiling cutely.
Zheng Qing noticed that her collar was a little loose, and subconsciously coughed dryly to avoid her sight.
"No, it's not a pet, nor an alchemy...it's just a metamorphosis, an ordinary metamorphosis." He muttered, looking at his companions, signaling them to say something.
But Xiao Xiao and Xin were both focused on dealing with the steak in front of each other, as if they had not noticed the small riots beside them at all.
Zheng Qing was forced to face several witches on his own.
Turning back, he happened to collide with a few pairs of bright eyes, which immediately made him feel numb on his back.
"Transformation! This cat turned out to be transformed by a deformation! Senior, you are so amazing! This cat is exactly the same as living! It seems that it can still understand our words!"
"This should be an advanced transformation technique... Do we have to learn such advanced content in the second grade? But now I can't even become a pumpkin cart..."
"Then you need to find a suitable tutor."
"Senior, you are so powerful, can you teach us? I can give you grilled fish! My grilled fish is delicious! Or we can also run errands for you. If you are so powerful, please accept us as your younger brother!"
The witches chirped and naturally surrounded Zheng Qing, teasing the black gem cats who were also helpless, as if they had completely forgotten their grilled fish.
Blowing awkwardly.
Just blow it.
No slight technical content.
Even though Zheng Qing held his breath, he could still smell several different fragrances coming to his face, mixing them together, almost making him suffocate.
"Sorry, I have a lot of homework and don't have time to tutor others for homework."
The witch refused dryly, subconsciously ignoring the other party's strange words to be a 'little brother'. At the same time, in order to avoid the awkward atmosphere, he tried to change the topic: "...Why are you frying fish by yourself in the cafeteria?"
"Because the cafeteria does not prohibit us from frying fish by ourselves."
The witch in the lead looked at Zheng Qing with courage, as if looking at a fried fish with oil: "Many things are not prohibited, just allow everyone to try, right?"
"And 'fried raw fish in oil, dead fish is marinated', this is the basic principle of making fish," another witch added seriously: "We don't want to eat marinated fish, and we don't want to eat dead fish fried by others... so we brought the live fish and fryed it ourselves."
Chapter completed!