"stop!"
The middle-aged magician stopped Zhang Xing.
He saw that the child was competing with the magic ball, and he couldn't help laughing, but also deeply admired Zhang Xing's dedication.
I do n’t know if you do n’t know!
The magic ball is made by the dean himself. Not to mention that you are a small intermediate magician. Even a group of big wizards cannot burst this magic ball.
"Zhang Xing, magic power, mental power, etc., stand to me (body sh n), wait for other people to finish the test and make unified arrangements!"
"Oh!"
Everyone looked at Zhang Xing, and the scene was silent.
Not far away, the children, mentors and representatives of other urban families of the major families in Saint-Laurent, stared at Zhang Xing with fire (hot r).
All of them were thinking that, no matter what the method, they had to bring this child into the door of their family.
Even if you can't, you have to do a good job with him.
After the test, Zhang Xing was assigned to a room where two people lived.
Wait for the next day to officially start college study.
Although he had intermediate magical talents, he was assigned to the elementary magic class. A mentor told him that the first thing to learn about magic is the foundation.
Your talent is special, but it does not mean that you are a special student, you can be taken special care of.
Not to mention that you can become a great magician in the future.
It makes a lot of sense, but with such teachings, Zhang Xing listens to the teacher every day in Earth's schools and has been educated from elementary school to high school.
Now that I'm here, I've started the education of ideas. It's really annoying!
I am only six years old and expensive to be an intermediate wizard. Who of you sees me proud?
Did I say I don't want to go to first grade?
The tutor has been nagging since the assignment of the dormitory, and stopped teaching until Zhang Xing was familiar with the college's classrooms, restaurants, library, physical training hall, and magic laboratory.
When the last mentor left, he said, "Zhang Xing, this is the first time that I have been a mentor for students for so many years. This is your first and last time to enjoy special care because you are very good (love i) Yo!"
After that, the instructor froze Xiao Zhang's face and chuckled away.
Zhang Xing looked at this charming, beautiful, generous, but back of mother-in-law young female tutor, and could not help saying: "Such a good face and (body sh n) material, it is a pity not to make a movie! It is too good Hesitated, his ears are almost blocked. "
"Oh!"
The female tutor far away from twenty meters turned her head in an instant, with a happy smile on her face, and a strange look (color) appeared in her eyes (exposure): "Zhang Xing, are you talking about me?"
what!
Zhang Xing was startled. He could hear it so far. It was really amazing. It must be the magical talent of wind.
"No, I'm talking about this tree." Zhang Xing waved his hand and pointed at a tree road in the dormitory area.
The female instructor should not take a deep look at him and turned (sh n) away.
"This kid is (interesting) funny, it's so funny to speak an adult and show his behavior!"
But she immediately thought of Zhang Xing's last sentence, and her face (color) sinked again (yin yin): "This little devil, I still think I'm stingy."
"The seriousness he showed when he listened, and nodded like an adult from time to time to approve."
"The kind of glorious heart (qing) at that time was really beyond description."
"It turned out that this little ghost was tired of hearing it, and it looked like me, it was too bad! It was a bad child!"
No matter what Zhang Xingke thinks, Zhang Xingke will start the learning life of fantasy magic in the other world tomorrow!
