Chapter 140 The Butterfly Flying Out of the Window

When the pale yellow sun appeared directly above the distant roof, in the dean's office, the chief assistant's report was coming to an end.

The pipe at Professor Yao's mouth has never been extinguished. It is like an engine running at full speed, always emitting white smoke, submerging the entire upper half of the office in thick smoke.

"Is there anything else?" After discussing the pile of reports on the table, the professor rubbed his sour eyes, took the pipe out of his mouth, and then stuffed tobacco into the pot while raising his head. , looking at the chief assistant in front of him.

The long Q&A consumed Zhang Yu a lot of energy and made his voice hoarse.

"That's it for the planned work." The teaching assistant said in a low voice with a hoarse voice: "But there are still a few things that need you to determine a general direction first."

Lao Yao breathed a long sigh of relief and did not speak immediately. Instead, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

"Snapped!"

Several elves in gray overalls suddenly appeared in front of the professor. Some were holding fruit plates, some were dragging teapots, some were holding rags, and some were dragging a copper morning glory with an open mouth, and rushed into the crowd. In the layer of smoke overhead.

Although the professor did not explain, Zhang Yu knew that when he made a report to the professor before, these elves had been restricted from the office by the professor's magic. Until permission is given, they can come in to clean and serve.

The low whine of the smoking machine hovered overhead, sweeping away the impurities that had nothing to do with the color, smell, and fresh air; a few pieces of white rags quickly brushed over the desk, window sill, and bookcase surface, and in the blink of an eye they were stained with... There was a layer of dusty color; there was also an elf holding a teapot, followed by a bunch of tinkling small teacups, and stopped in front of the young assistant teacher.

"Xixi?" She looked at the wizard with a pair of bright eyes and asked in a sweet voice.

"Thank you." The gray-haired young assistant nodded slightly and thanked him gently.

The elf smiled brightly, waved her little arm, and a small teacup flew out from behind her and floated in front of the young wizard. Then with another finger, the tea cup suddenly expanded, from a centimeter in height to several inches in size.

"That's enough, that's enough." The young assistant coach kept stopping him, his voice seemed a little embarrassed.

"Hahahaha!" Behind the desk, Professor Yao let out a series of loud laughs: "You shouldn't be so polite to them... They are all solid little things, hahahahaha..."

The loud laughter echoed in the office, not only frightening the elf who was pouring tea, but also frightening the whining smoking device in the air for a few seconds, and also frightened a certain person in the corner of the office. The young wizard who was taking a nap on the sofa woke up from his sleep. 【* # x-on:x-on:Free reading】

"Is it done?" Thomas opened his sleepy eyes and struggled to stand up from the sofa. But then he stumbled and almost fell down again.

"Oh..." The professor waved his hand quickly, and several vines spread out from the void, and nimbly built a shelf behind Thomas, supporting his leaning body.

"It's almost over, you can sleep a little longer." After seeing the young wizard stand firm, the professor snapped his fingers again, took back the vines, and said with a smile: "Maybe some big leaf tea? This is Sitang Uncle Da sent it to me a few days ago. He said that a little earth dragon lost his temper in the Baicao Garden and knocked down an old tea tree...so he fried the leaves that were still usable and gave them to each of us. Pack a little bit.”

"Uncle Stendhal?" Thomas rubbed the corners of his eyes and muttered subconsciously, but then he realized his position and immediately added: "Well, let's have some tea... I slept for a long time and my mouth is a little dry."

As if hearing his request, the elf not far away finished pouring tea for Zhang Yu, then flew over with a big teapot, and slowly poured another large cup of tea for Thomas.

The yellow-brown tea soup showed a strangely clear color in the thin light of the room. Thomas shook the cup, and several water waves rippled from the center, hitting the wall of the tea cup, then retreated, and then surged up again, and so on. , week after week.

On the other side, Zhang Yu has continued to report to the professor.

"...Christmas will be in a few days, and the student union hopes to approve the arrangement of a few elk and sleighs or pumpkin cars to deliver gifts to the students..."

"Do you want to tell me this kind of thing?" Professor Yao raised the pipe in his hand.

The chief assistant teacher standing in front of him remained expressionless, and even his tone did not fluctuate at all: "...Because the flying elk are dangerous magical creatures of three stars or above, their entry into the school requires your approval."

"Oh, that's it...how do I remember that we didn't have these arrangements before?" Lao Yao took back his pipe and coughed a few times.

"Mainly considering that there are many things happening in the school this semester, in order to appease everyone's emotions, the student union studied it for a long time and finally selected this plan."

"Hmph, I don't do anything serious all day long, I only study these messy things in meetings... No wonder some people are thinking about opening a grocery store!" The professor bit his pipe and glanced at the red and black card on the desk, seeming to remember What? He blew out a few smoke rings in displeasure and scolded: "It's simply that the top beam is out of alignment and the bottom beam is crooked!"

Thomas, who was drinking tea not far away, almost spit out the tea in his mouth when he heard the professor's words.

"The school is not peaceful now, so don't cause more trouble by bringing in some random little things from outside." After taking a few puffs of cigarette, Lao Yao finally set the tone: "...As for the elk and other things, they are everywhere in the school. Look for pet gardens, animal gardens, etc. I remember there are a lot of small things that can pull cars and fly. If there are no elk, you can also find some long-haired dogs. If you really can't find them, you can discuss with Councilor Su and arrange some. Even a big fox will do."

Thomas, who was sitting on the sofa, put his hand on his forehead and tried to block out the unreliable ideas of a certain professor not far away.

"Okay." Zhang Yu considered the professor's suggestion very seriously, and then raised a new problem: "It's just that Congressman Su still needs your help to coordinate..."

"Well, easy to say, easy to say." As he said that, the professor reached out and tore off a light blue note from the note pad on the table, scrawled a few words on it, then crumpled it and threw it away, and the paper ball was in the air. It rolled over and suddenly turned into a paper crane.

This blue paper crane seemed to have not fully adapted to its wrinkled body. It fluttered in the air for a while before it stabilized its figure. After a few chirps, it circled above the professor's head and headed straight towards the direction of the window. Fly away.

With just one pounce, he passed through the tightly closed glass window.

The thick glass on the window seemed not to exist, not even the shadow of the paper crane was blocked. Only a few ripples were left, rippling on the glass, scattering the sunlight outside the window into several layers of colorful halos, which fell in the dim office, looking particularly stunning.