Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

"Are you sure you want to put a textbook on magical physics on the table?"

Originally intending to put away the book that had been mistakenly brought, they were intercepted by Miya Xing midway.

The teacher of magical botany was an extremely serious old lady. Although the content of magical botany was boring and boring and easy to fall asleep, basically no student dared to sleep in her class.

Of course, that's not the main point for now. The main point is—it's said that the old lady has a very bad relationship with the teacher of magical physics.

It's one thing to forget my books, but wouldn't it be inappropriate to bring my magic and physics textbooks?

Miya Xing mysteriously shook her index finger: "It's okay, I have my own way."

The teacher, who appeared silently on the podium, cleared his throat, and the voices in the classroom gradually decreased until they disappeared completely.

The noise from the desks and chairs subsided, the students sat up straight in their seats, and after roll call, the school bell rang just in time.

As part of her routine pre-class reading, the old lady carried the book on her back and wandered around.

It's unclear what exactly Miya Xing did, but the old lady moved over here, stood by his table, and then left after a while, completely blocking Rui Bu Si's view.

He only whispered, "This is the last time."

After the old lady left, Miya Xing met Rui Bu Si's probing and curious gaze, blinked, and mouthed something—

"secret."

How annoying! I hate people who pretend to be mysterious.

Damn it, she really wanted to know.

Once I could barely understand what was written in the book, apart from the intervals when the teacher called roll, a class wasn't so hard to get through.

If it weren't for the unbearable curiosity I felt about the secret Mi Yaxing told me, like a cat's claws scratching at my heart, this class might have been easier to endure.

Of course, this is only Rui Busi's personal feeling.

For Genny, this class was still quite difficult.

He was called on by the teacher seven times.

Seven times, meaning he stood for most of the class.

The first time he was called on, Ya Ya reluctantly gave him the answer, even though the answer was wrong.

Later, the teacher stood by Ya Ya's desk, and poor Ginny had to rely on herself.

Rui Bu Si wanted to help in some way, but she was powerless to do so. She silently prayed for him for an entire class period.

—In the end, the prayers did not work.

Poor Genny was taking magical botany for the first time and couldn't understand any of the questions.

"This teacher is clearly targeting me, I really want to..."

Learning from past mistakes, Genny paused his anger halfway through his sentence.

Perhaps it's rare to see someone so unlucky, because students leaving the classroom and passing by covered their mouths and chuckled in twos and threes.

Those were the more polite ones; some just laughed out loud.

For example, sapphire.

But after being punched a few times by Genny, he became a little more polite.

"Magical botany is actually quite easy to learn~"

A strange, electronic voice came from behind Fufu. Having realized that the "social anxiety" Ya Ya was talking about was not the same as her own understanding of "social anxiety," Genny didn't want to talk to her at all.

"You have the nerve to say that? If I hadn't answered the first question wrong, I wouldn't have been called on so many times."

Blue Jade, who was hiding behind Ya Ya for fear of being beaten, poked her head out: "But Kenny, that question shouldn't have this answer no matter how you look at it."

The study of plants in magic usually begins with plants from Earth, and the plant chosen for this lesson is the potato.

Question: Potatoes are easy to grow. Give an example of a place where potatoes grow.

This is practically an easy question.

But Genny replied: The school garden.

Even if he had said it was his own backyard, the teacher might have let him off the hook.

"Alright, alright, it's all over now. How about we think about how to make Lan Bao more popular with girls?"

At first, I wasn't used to the electronic voice, but after listening to a few more sentences, I found it quite cute in the pauses between the words.

The adorable Fufu made cute gestures, and Kenny's anger, which had subsided, flared up again when his gaze fell on the magical plant science textbook on the table.

He turned his head away and snorted coldly: "The professor of plant science might just remember me like that. This matter won't be so easily forgotten."

That's what they said, but you can no longer hear any anger in their voice.

"Oh~" the electronic voice said in a disappointed tone, "If you can't forgive Fufu, Fufu will feel very sad."

"The teacher of magical botany was so strict, she remembered him..."

"If I treat you to a month's worth of meals, can you forgive Fufu?"

He was interrupted halfway through his sentence, and Kenny didn't continue, but it seemed like he had said everything.

He pulled Lanbao out from behind Yaya and looked her up and down: "What do you think we should do to make Lanbao more popular with girls?"

A month's worth of meals?

Rui Bu Si silently calculated that many of the dishes in the Meng Academy cafeteria were indeed free, and those that did cost money were generally not cheap.

But based on the meals she ate with Ya Ya these past two days, she...

Do we really have that kind of money?

Having recovered completely from the setback, Ginny looked at Lambo, who was still a bit dazed and confused, and wagged her right index finger confidently: "I have a plan!"

Under the expectant gazes of everyone, she explained the method in detail:

"First, pretend to be seriously engaged in something;

The second step is to wait for her to come over, then pretend to be surprised to see her, take half a step back, and smile shyly.

Third, look at her shyly, then feign embarrassment and place your fist in front of your mouth.

A soft chuckle, barely suppressed, came from the side. It wasn't loud, but there were only a handful of people left in the classroom, and the room was very close together.

Several people who were speaking and listening attentively looked over. Mi Yaxing raised her head and waved her hand:

"I just saw a really funny point in the book. It's okay, you guys continue."

Rui Bu Si was quite certain that the book that Mi Ya Xing was holding up was a textbook on magical physics.

Yes, it's the one she brought by mistake.

First of all, it's safe to say that there are no jokes in the monster studies textbook, so—did she take any funny notes in the book?

"It sounds useful, but it's a little difficult." Lan Bao believed it very easily.

And he decided to put it into practice: "Jenny, let's try it out later. I'm determined to make that girl like me even more!"

The two left without hesitation, and Miya Xing laid out the book open on Rui Bu Si's table:

"The drawing is good, but the problem is wrong."

painting?

Oh, in my extreme grief and indignation while writing the exam, I made some artistic modifications to the illustrations of the characters in the book.

I only spent a few hours solving one problem, and I still got it wrong?

"Where is the mistake?" I looked over, but I couldn't see it, I couldn't see it at all.

“The first step.” Miya Xing coughed lightly, barely suppressing a laugh.

"The formula here is wrong, but even if we calculate it according to this wrong formula... it still won't be right."