Chapter 239 Zheng Qing’s Title

Half past six in the evening.

Less than half an hour before the class meeting started, Zheng Qing quietly slipped out of the bookshelf corridor.

He originally thought that a large group of wizards with torches and straw men would gather outside the library, marching, shouting, and demonstrating, trying to capture him and burn him to death.

But in fact, except for the wizard who checked in at the front desk and looked at him twice, the atmosphere in the entire library was the same as he remembered - the students coming and going were exhausted and in a hurry, as if the crowd he received in the morning was all a dream. and illusion.

This made him feel like a punch on cotton after a long period of psychological construction, and he felt an inexplicable emptiness.

"Are you sure you want to borrow this book?"

The librarian looked at the book in his hand, and then looked at the wizard who was looking around cautiously across from him, with a very cautious attitude: "If possible, I hope you can provide the reason for borrowing it."

What she held in her hand was the book "Near Death Experience".

Zheng Qing finally followed the bookshelf's suggestion and borrowed it.

"This is a suggestion from the bookshelf." The young public-funded student replied honestly: "And I have seen a great wizard reading this book, and I am a little curious about its content."

"Is it Congressman Su?" The librarian blinked and signed the borrowing form without waiting for his answer. At the same time, he said with a light smile: "The bookshelves in the library will not show up easily, but their recommendations are generally still It’s quite reliable…and you really need a book like this to adjust your mentality.”

Zheng Qing felt sad and nodded repeatedly.

He had briefly browsed through the books. Many of them dealt with death, souls, high-dimensional space, and classical mysticism, but there were also many that discussed magical philosophy related to near-death—including the fear of death and individuals near death. Re-evaluate life goals and self-worth, find the meaning of life, a sense of mission, higher goals and a more detached attitude, etc.

Detached.

This was the keyword that Zheng Qing finally took "Near Death Experience" off the bookshelf. He now really needs a book that can help him with psychological construction and face the clamor of public opinion.

Of course, in addition to this, there are many detailed cases in this book to help readers understand the feelings of individuals when they are dying under different circumstances - this is also what Zheng Qing needs very much. He feels that it is best for him to know more Understand what happens when you are close to death, so you don’t panic when it happens.

It's also very pessimistic.

"Wear a hood when you go out,"

When the librarian handed the book "Near-Death Experience" to the young public-funded student, he reminded him very kindly: "Although it is already dark, young people's eyesight is always very good, especially when they see what they want to see... …By the way, the hat on the courtyard robe is not just for protecting you from the wind and rain.”

Zheng Qing followed the advice and put a wide hood over his head before going out.

He soon discovered that this was indeed a good idea. When walking on campus wearing a hood, except for very familiar people, it would be difficult for passers-by to identify the figures passing by.

This is a compromise between the invisibility charm and the aboveboard choice.

Because it was the weekend, there were not many students in the teaching building - even in Jiuyou Academy, not every class had regular class meetings every week - when Zheng Qing came to East 601, it was less than ten minutes before the class meeting started. .

"Welcome! Warm welcome!"

The moment Zheng Qing took off his hood at the door, the little stick figure behind the door screamed at the top of his lungs: "Please invite me, the recipient of the Merlin Order, the owner of the wand's 'World' title, and the first publicly funded student of the University, please." The captain of the Sin Hunting Team, the meritorious wizard who participated in the Battle of Black Prison, the male owner of Qingqiu Mansion, the First Gentleman, Mr. Jiuyou, the Young Master of Qingqiu, the store manager, the Unburnt One, and the great Lord of Nightmares are here! "

It read a bunch of titles quickly, accurately, and clearly, so that after it finished shouting the long lines, the entire classroom didn't fully react and fell into a strange but reasonable silence.

Zheng Qing's front foot hung above the threshold of the classroom, unable to land for a long time. He began to seriously consider the possibility of cutting off the foot and slapping a ton of invisibility charms on himself.

Soon, he realized that he couldn't bear to chop off his feet, and he didn't have a ton of invisibility charms.

Relatively speaking, it seems more likely to tear the simple drawing behind the door to pieces. But before he could take action, the little stick figure behind the door added in a very low voice: "... Paragraph 3 of Article 17 of the "First University Campus Management Regulations" stipulates that it is strictly prohibited to destroy magical creatures on campus. Habitat, damage to the living environment of magical life, violators will be subject to corresponding sanctions such as warning, serious warning, or probation!”

It spelled out the four words "detention and probation" very clearly.

The arm that the young public-funded student had just raised suddenly froze in mid-air.

Then, there was a sudden uproar and noise in the classroom - since the school hunting game ended and the Bugle report came out, Zheng Qing has never really appeared in school again. Even if someone vaguely guessed that he was still in class, But no one confirmed it, and the atmosphere in the school was weird. As time went by, everyone tacitly agreed to his disappearance.

Therefore, it is inevitable to be in an uproar when we see young public-funded students openly showing up.

There was an endless stream of whistles, table slapping, screams, greetings, etc. Many people couldn't wait to leave their seats and squeezed in front of Zheng Qing, hoping to get the most authoritative answer as soon as possible.

Of course, some people expressed anger at Zheng Qing's arrival.

"How dare you show up?!"

As soon as Li Meng saw Zheng Qing's figure, he immediately jumped up to his seat, but before he could finish a sentence, he was pulled back by his cousin and suppressed under his homework book.

"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive." Downton patted Zheng Qing on the shoulder with a sigh on his face.

"What am I talking about!" Duan Xiaojian loudly showed off to the left and right, with an excited expression: "I saw Brother Qing in the cafeteria in the morning, and he said at that time that he would definitely come in the evening!"

Although, Zheng Qing clearly remembered that he had never said such a thing.

"Brother Qing, the bugle report said that you are moving to Qingqiu Mansion, is it true?"

"Rumors!" Zheng Qing answered very decisively and loudly.

"Brother Qing, when will you bring Poseidon here again... He especially likes to eat the cookies I baked! And your elves, I prepared new paper houses for them!"

"Let's do it when the time is right." Zheng Qing could not directly refuse the witches' request.

"Boss, how did you escape so many curses?"

"Did you know about the parade last Saturday?"

Not only did I know about it, I also participated; not only did I participate, I even burned a little straw man with my own hands.

While Zheng Qing was complaining about everyone's weird questions in his heart, with an awkward yet polite smile on his face, he squeezed through the noisy crowd and quickly slipped on tiptoe to the back of the classroom.

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