However, it turned out that Song Jiao's prediction was correct.
Less than three minutes after the man disappeared, an explosion occurred in a nearby hospital.
Na Ronglan finally felt that his body had recovered, but before he could ask the other party what happened, he fainted again the next second.
As the saying goes, "When you are at home, disaster may come from the sky." That's how it is.
When Song Jiao saw this, she couldn't help laughing out loud. These people are so good at playing, but it makes the heroine suffer.
It makes the already poor health even worse.
Even Shen Haoyi, who was on the same floor, was affected.
The entire floor was practically ruined.
If the doctors had not collectively protected the intensive care unit, there might have been casualties.
Soon this matter was discussed by everyone, and in the end the Magic Association even blamed everything on Li Xingling, because she was the only known black magician in the entire empire.
School Grove
Song Jiao sat on a wooden bench by the roadside, listening intently to the gossip of the people around her, and it was really hard to suppress the smile on her face.
That Li Xingling is an absolute scapegoat.
She opened the system screen and looked at the status of the two people. It would have been fine if she hadn't looked at it, but when she did, she almost burst out laughing.
Shen Haoyi was just stunned by the magic before, but now he has broken bones. Both legs are in plaster and he is completely unable to move.
The school also expressed sympathy for the injuries of the two people, so it organized students to visit them.
As soon as they entered the ward, everyone immediately surrounded the bed. If it weren't for the bed in the middle, this sense of ritual would have seemed like they were surrounding a dead person.
Shen Haoyi had just woken up. He looked around and finally landed on Song Jiao. He said in a weak voice, "Yunxi, you're here?"
Everyone else's eyes immediately shifted to Song Jiao. After all, he was engaged, but when he woke up he only saw his fiancée.
One by one, they made joking noises.
Song Jiao just looked at him quietly, pretending to be thoughtful. After a while, she said, "What happened to you? Wasn't it a magical injury at first? How did you suddenly break a bone?"
You're asking even though you already know the answer. I'm talking about her.
She moved closer on her own, sat sideways on the bed, and looked at him with concern.
Trying hard not to laugh out loud.
A perfectly good foot was wrapped into a big lump.
It's so funny.
"Tuanzi, I always feel like this mission is for me to be funny!"
Song Jiao was almost unable to control herself.
Tuanzi: “…”
Is it possible that it's not the mission that's funny, but you, the host, are the one making fun of me?
"It's okay, Brother Haoyi. Even if you become disabled in the future, the Narong family will not despise you, so you have to get better quickly. If you can't, forget it."
Everyone: ???
What the hell is this? What kind of comfort is this?
Shen Haoyi: “…”
At this moment he didn't know what to say.
The consolation sounded like comfort, but something felt wrong.
"Thank you, Yunxi. I will get better soon."
The corners of Song Jiao's mouth curled up slightly, and she waved her fingers gently, and an invisible magic flew out.
Then the entire medical building began to shake violently.
Everyone began to stagger.
Shake it, move it, eat it, and hit it.
Seeing the shaking was getting worse, Song Jiao wanted to stand up and grab something to hold onto.
Another fierce look.
She rushed directly towards Shen Haoyi's injured leg.
"ah"
A scream rang out.
Everyone turned their eyes to the source of the scream.
The shaking also stopped at this time.
Song Jiao pretended to stand up in a panic and began to apologize quietly, "I'm sorry, Haoyi! I didn't mean it." That's right! I did it on purpose.
Shen Haoyi took a breath and cursed just on the tip of his tongue, but when he thought of Narong Yunxi's strength.
He immediately stopped swearing.
He shook his head palely: "It's okay, I know you didn't mean it."
Hold on, it's not time to get angry yet.
Song Jiao nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "The situation was quite urgent just now. I wanted to get up, but I didn't expect to bump into you directly."
Several students around had already fallen to the ground, and they only stood up after the shaking stopped.
There's really no way to avoid the situation just now.
Shen Haoyi was still saying that everything was fine, forcing a smile, "Okay, please help me contact the nurse. I can't talk to you today."
"Student Shen, have a good rest. We will come to see you another day."
"You must get better soon!"
Various comforting voices were heard.
Song Jiao also echoed: "We will wait for you and come to see you another day."
Anyway, this guy won't be able to participate in the actual combat in the next two days, and as for whether his leg can get better, I don't know.
After making trouble, Song Jiao walked out of the ward with her classmates.
As for the previous explosion at Naronglan, she was at the center and is still in the intensive care unit.
She couldn't get in even if she wanted to show some concern.
Returning to school happily, Song Jiao immediately applied to the school to become an intermediate magician to participate in actual combat.
Every year, the person with the highest points will be sent to the magic academy in the imperial capital as a recommended admission.
Principal's Office
The principal sat in front of his desk and looked at Song Jiao with a serious expression.
"You can participate, but we'll first test your magic. As long as you meet the requirements, you can participate."
"But if you haven't achieved that, just go back."
Song Jiao nodded, "Okay."
The principal raised his hand slightly, and a crystal ball appeared on the table. He looked at her and said, "Let's begin."
Song Jiao walked forward and placed her hands on the crystal ball.
Colorful light blooms from the crystal ball.
"this……"
The principal stared at the crystal ball in disbelief. Narong Yunxi's magic power had actually reached that of a Star Spirit Magician!
She is only in her teens now but she already has such magical powers.
after……
He couldn't believe it anymore.
However, what he didn't know was that Song Jiao had suppressed this bit of magic power to the limit.
If it were based on her original strength, the crystal ball would have exploded long ago.
"Is that all right? Principal!"
Song Jiao said this calmly, but only she knew that she was just a little bit away from being able to suppress herself.
The principal was a little worried at first, because Narong Yunxi was indeed a favored girl in the past.
Now it seems that not only does she not have to worry, she doesn't even have to participate in actual combat and can go directly to the magician preparation department.
"You want to participate in actual combat? Instead of just going there?"
"I just don't want to go to a place where there are too many things going on."
Song Jiao directly expressed her attitude, saying that she went to the imperial capital just to get away from Na Ronghua.
"Okay, I'll arrange it right away."
"Thank you very much, Principal. I hope you can keep my true strength a secret, especially from Patriarch Narong."
"good."
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