On the first weekend after the beginning of summer, it rained heavily.

If the spring breeze in March is like scissors, then the strong wind in May is a machete.

Slash the whole world into pieces.

The rain in May has already had a bit of summer passion. Before dawn, raindrops as big as beans hit the glass window, playing lullaby to the young wizards in their sleep.

No classes today.

Zheng Qing slept in a long time.

It was not until Dylan was wet when he returned to the dormitory when he was in the evening class that he slowly rolled down the six-poster bed and walked towards the bathroom. The fat cat did not put himself in a ball, but stepped on the fat wizard's chair, tiptoed, hung his tail, and his forehead against the glass, and looked at the rain outside with a deep look.

"What are you looking at?"

When Zheng Qing was driven out of the bathroom by Dylan with his toothbrush, he found that the fat cat was still standing by the window. He suddenly felt curious and couldn't help but lean against the fat cat's head and looked out the window.

The rain curtain connects the world, like a huge brush, smearing the whole world into gray. There are almost no figures on the campus, but there are some small animals that are having fun in the rain.

Zheng Qing followed the fat cat's sight and happened to see a few three-cat cats playing and playing in the rain. He looked familiar with those cats, and they were also vaguely fruits on the cat fruit tree.

He tilted his head and glanced at the fat cat.

"Men."

He shook his head, his mouth was full of foam, and he sighed vaguely - in the cat world, the three flowers with rich fur are synonymous with beauty. The three flowers are to ordinary male cats, like the Victoria's Secret Angels to the loser men, and the three flowers are playing in the rain, like the beautiful women in cool clothes during the Water Splashing Festival or the beauty of bikini by the sea.

No wonder Fat Cat is so focused.

"I suspect those cats are seducing you." Dr. Xiao, who was lying on the table writing, suddenly looked up and gave Zheng Qing a possibility that scared him: "——I have never seen a cat playing in the rain."

"Nonsense!" The boy was so scared that he quickly knocked on the table.

Bang!

The door of the bathroom was pushed open by the Vampire Werewolf. While wiping the wet hair cleaned, he complained without hesitation: "—You won't get up if I don't come back! You're thirty-six hours a day, as for snatching me up for these minutes?"

He was talking about the collision between the two of them when they were washing up.

"When there is class, I only have 36 hours a day." After spitting out the foam in my mouth, Zheng Qing poked his head out again and corrected carefully: "I only have 24 hours on this weekend..."

"Hurry up and let the female cats downstairs drag you away..." Dylan's vicious curse came from the dressing mirror.

"Why is he so bad today?" Zheng Qing wiped his hands and came out of the bathroom, and couldn't help asking Xiao Xiao, "Even if he stole his chicken legs, he has a good temper..."

"It's probably because of that seal of decree." Behind him, a lazy voice came from the fat wizard's bed.

"What hexagram?"

"The gentleman came up with a divination he calculated when he was a child a few days ago, saying that when he was 1,350 years old, he would have a hurdle, and if he could pass it, he would have a bright future. If he could not pass it, he would have a hard time internally and externally..."

"One thousand three hundred and fifty years old?"

“This year…”

Zheng Qing couldn't help but shook his head. Not to mention how credible Dylan's age is to be so rude, just a letter from a child's hexagram that can see such details makes people suspicious. He looked up at Mr. Vampire Werewolf's bed and half-jokingly said, "What's the hurdle? Your coffin is fermented?"

Dylan didn't care about Zheng Qing's jokes.

After wiping his beautiful little fangs in front of the dressing mirror, he turned around and looked around: "Where is your cat? The gem turned into? Don't you come back every morning?"

“It came back yesterday afternoon.”

Thinking of the news that the Black Gem Cat brought back yesterday afternoon, Zheng Qing scratched his head a little - the good news was that the Black Gem Cat met Lao Yao yesterday; the bad news was that Lao Yao politely refused to be a bodyguard for the three big elfs, and just suggested that Zheng Qing apply for help from the school work committee; Fortunately, the beautiful Su took over this task very hard, so that the Black Gem Cat would return without success.

Then again.

Zheng Qing felt that with the ability of the legendary wizard, since he already knew the troubles of the three big elves, there was no reason to turn a blind eye when they were in danger.

This is a big conspiracy.

After coming to his senses, Zheng Qing pointed out the window again and blew: "In addition, it's so heavy rain outside, would you dare to expect a cat to return to the dormitory in the rain? I bet that it must be dozing in a dry and warm room now... If it weren't for it's not coming back, I wouldn't have slept so late before getting up!"

The transformed clone can be used as an energy medicine package, and the young wizards in the 403 dormitory also know about this. But when he heard that he blamed a cat for his laziness, Xiao Xiao shook his head.

"What are you doing when you shake your head?!" Zheng Qing glanced at the fortune teller with a bad look.

"I remembered what she commented on you when Li Meng asked me to chat yesterday." Xiao Xiao pushed his glasses.

"You can continue chatting with that little girl?" Dylanton was amazed.

In comparison, Zheng Qing was very curious about what the little witch said, and his tone was unconsciously alert: "She? Commented on me? She must have said nothing good..."

"It's not bad, it's quite pertinent."

Xiao Xiao grabbed the quill and clicked on the parchment paper in front of him: "But she made a very interesting example. She said, you are like her cousin's newly bought sugarcane..."

"Sugarcane? Sweet? Conscientious?" Zheng Qing was confused for a moment.

Xiao Xiao looked at him deeply: "No, it was sweet when eating, and the mouth was full of scum after eating... So yesterday she asked me to ask how to deal with sugarcane bagasse in the alchemy factory."

Zheng Qing suddenly turned black.

Sure enough, I can't have any confidence in that little girl.

"How did you answer?" The fat wizard, who was originally sleepy, suddenly became interested and forced his eyelids to ask.

"What else can I say?" Dr. Xiao shrugged: "There are so many functions of sugarcane bagasse, making paper, fermenting fertilizer, making wine... I think Li Meng seems to be very interested in the method of fermenting fertilizer."

Zheng Qing finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"What are you writing? You're busy early in the morning..." He forced his way around the topic, looked at the parchment paper on Xiao Xiao's hand. In addition to the dense small words, there were many tables and images, which looked extremely complicated.

"A paper about your elves transformation." Xiao Xiao happily ended the previous topic without hiding it at all. He naturally pushed the manuscript in front of him to Zheng Qing: "—It's a pity if you don't sort it out."

"You really started writing?"
Chapter completed!