Chapter 17 This Tutor Is so Long-Winded

"Stop!"

The middle-aged magician stopped Zhang Xing.

He saw that the child was struggling with the magic ball, and he couldn't help laughing in his heart. At the same time, he was deeply impressed by Zhang Xing's perseverance.

Ignorance is not blame!

The magic ball was made by the dean himself. Not to mention you, a small intermediate magician, even a group of great magicians can't burst this magic ball.

"Zhang Xing, magic power, mental power special, stand behind me, wait for others to finish the test and arrange together!"

"Swish!"

Everyone looked at Zhang Xing, and the scene was silent.

The children, mentors and representatives of the major families of Saint Laurent Castle not far away, and other city families, all stared at Zhang Xing with fiery eyes.

They all thought in their hearts that no matter what, no matter what method, they must accept this child into their family.

Even if they can't, they must have a good relationship with him.

After the test, Zhang Xing was arranged to live in a room for two people.

Waiting to officially start studying in the academy the next day.

Although he has intermediate magic talent, he was still assigned to the elementary magic class. A mentor told him that the first thing to learn in magic is the basics.

Your talent is special, but it does not mean that you are a special student and you can be given special care.

It does not mean that you can become a great magician in the future.

It makes so much sense, but Zhang Xing has been educated by teachers every day in the school on Earth from elementary school to high school.

Now that he is here, the education of ideas and concepts has begun again. It is really annoying!

I am only six years old, and I am an intermediate magician. Who of you sees that I am proud?

Did I say that I don’t want to go to the first grade?

This mentor has been nagging since the dormitory was assigned, and he stopped educating until he took Zhang Xing to familiarize himself with the classrooms, restaurants, libraries, physical training halls, and magic laboratories of the college.

Finally, when the mentor left, he said: "Zhang Xing, this is the first time I have been a guide for students in all these years as a mentor. This is the first and last time you will enjoy special care, because you are very cute!"

After that, the mentor pinched little Zhang Xing's face and walked away with a giggle.

Zhang Xing looked at the back of this graceful, beautiful, but fussy young female tutor, and couldn't help saying, "It's a pity that such a good face and figure don't make movies! But she's too talkative, my ears are almost blocked."

"Shua!"

The female tutor, who was 20 meters away, turned her head instantly, with a happy smile on her face and a strange look in her eyes: "Zhang Xing, are you talking about me?"

Ah!

Zhang Xing was startled. It was amazing that she could hear from such a distance. She must have a talent for wind magic.

"No, I'm talking about this tree." Zhang Xing waved her little hand, then pointed to a tree in the dormitory area.

The female tutor looked at him meaningfully and turned away.

"This kid is quite interesting. He speaks like an adult and behaves like an adult. It's so funny!"

But she immediately thought of Zhang Xing's last sentence, and her face darkened again: "This kid thinks I'm nagging."

"He was so serious when he listened, and nodded like an adult from time to time to show his approval."

"I can't describe the feeling of being an extremely honored mentor at that time."

"It turns out that this kid has been tired of listening for a long time, and he pretends to be so similar to me. He's so bad! He's a bad kid!"

Zhang Xing doesn't care what she thinks in her heart. From tomorrow, the study life of fantasy magic in another world will begin!