However, instead of an apology, she was met with a pinch from Tang Cheng.
"Ouch!" Lin Fu cried out in pain. When he looked up, he met everyone's gaze and quickly lowered his head.
"Cough..." Tang Cheng, the one who started it all, quickly withdrew her hand and lowered her head.
The teacher above, who taught the art of alchemy, coughed a few times: "Now, let's continue..."
Judging from his appearance, it seemed that he had no intention of taking care of the three of them anymore, and it was as if he wanted them to become self-taught.
Seeing that the teacher was no longer looking at him, Lin Fu lowered his head and whispered, "Why did you pinch me?!"
"I not only want to pinch you, I want to hit you!" Tang Cheng said fiercely. "If it weren't for your gossipy mouth, how could we have been caught by the teacher? And you're blaming me and Zhou Xuan! You're the real culprit!"
After saying that, her baby face fell: "I was planning to go find Gege while the teacher wasn't around during class, but it's all your fault!"
Hearing this, Lin Fu's expression turned strange: "You don't really think you can skip class right under the teacher's nose, do you? Sister, there are only ten people in our class, not twenty, not thirty, just ten, you know that?! In this situation, how are you going to escape? Even if the King of Heaven himself came, you couldn't escape!"
"You!" Tang Cheng was a little angry.
Although she knew that what Lin Fu said was true, today's events completely shattered her expectations.
Lin Fu was about to say something when Zhou Xuan stopped him: "Alright, stop talking and go back to your book. The teacher is watching us."
Lin Fu pursed his lips, gave a perfunctory reply, and immediately sat up straight.
Then, as if feeling somewhat apologetic, he turned a page of the book and glanced at Tang Cheng, noticing her disappointed expression and slightly reddened eyes.
He pursed his lips, raised his hand and gently patted Tang Cheng's shoulder, coaxing her. "Alright, don't be sad. At worst, Zhou Xuan and I will go with you to find Lin Jingge after school."
"Really?!" Tang Cheng suddenly looked up, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Lin Fu.
Lin Fu froze, somewhat stunned, under Tang Cheng's gaze.
Then, he nodded subconsciously and said, "Of course it's true, we'll go after school."
"Where are you going?" came the teacher's sarcastic voice.
The two turned their heads and saw that the teacher was hunched over, which was different from what they usually saw.
Lin Fu and Tang Cheng were so frightened they almost ran away with their stools.
"No, I don't want to go anywhere," Tang Cheng said in a low voice, her head down, avoiding eye contact with her teacher.
This demeanor is completely different from how she treated Lin Fu before.
After hearing Tang Cheng's answer, the teacher glanced at Lin Fu.
Lin Fu quickly nodded, "Yes, yes, we didn't go anywhere."
"Teacher, you must have misheard. We were talking about how to refine grade three pills. There was no mention of going anywhere."
After saying that, he looked at Tang Cheng again: "Don't you think so?"
"Yes, yes, yes," Tang Cheng quickly replied.
The teacher straightened up and snorted coldly, "I'm not deaf!"
"I can't control where you go after school, but you should focus on your studies now. Since you're reading, then read carefully. In the next class, all three of you will refine a grade three pill in front of me. I think you all have quite a bit of talent."
After saying that, the teacher snorted coldly and covered the page of the table of contents that Lin Shu had just flipped open.
The gesture seemed to be mocking Lin Fu's earlier remarks about discussing the refining of pills.
Lin Fu, being thick-skinned, didn't seem to mind, but Tang Cheng, with her cheeks flushed red, kept her head down.
After the teacher left, she dared not say anything that had nothing to do with the elixir.
As for her teacher's mention of refining third-grade pills, she wasn't worried, because she knew how.
The only one they need to worry about is Lin Fu.
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After leaving the academy, Qingjian went to the Hall of Contribution.
This group of array masters accompanied him on the mountaintop for more than half a month, enduring wind and rain; their contributions were indispensable.
As soon as Qian, the manager of the exchange counter stepped into the room, stood up and went to greet her.
Manager Qian had large earlobes and chubby cheeks; when he smiled, he looked exactly like Maitreya Buddha.
"Dean, are you here to exchange something?" Manager Qian stepped forward and looked at Qingjian.
Qingjian looked like a young man, and his handsome face made Manager Qian somewhat envious.
You should know that Qingjian is a whole cycle older than him.
But now, he looks old, while Dean Qing seems to be getting younger and younger.
"We won't be exchanging anything. Just like every year, we're here to distribute contribution points to the array masters in our academy," Qingjian said, and then sat down to the side.
Manager Qian stood beside the other person, watching him examine the jade slips on the table.
He sat for a while, then looked up and saw Manager Qian still standing beside him. He said, "Go ahead and do your work. Don't worry about me. I'll wait for them to come over."
"Okay, okay," Manager Qian quickly replied, and then went to the side.
Although he was the manager in charge of the items that the administrators contributed to exchange, Qingjian was the dean.
If it were anyone else coming, he would have to be wary of them stealing something.
Dean Keqing doesn't need to be on guard.
As he pondered this, he walked in the other direction.
Dean Qing quietly looked at the jade slips in front of him.
One of them was a mission to destroy a hornet's nest.
One hundred contribution points.
Just finished.
If he's not mistaken, wasps should only be found in the back hills.
A sudden thought flashed through his mind, and he abruptly stood up.
Manager Qian, who was still loading things onto the counter, instinctively turned around when he heard the sound of a stool being rubbed against the floor.
Seeing Dean Qing stand up, he quickly stood up as well and went to greet him.
"Dean, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with these jade slips?" Manager Qian asked nervously, his brows furrowed in anxiety.
Seeing the jade slip in Dean Qing's hand, Manager Qian subconsciously felt that there was something wrong with the mission.
The college handles matters involving contribution points with great caution. Thinking about the consequences of making a mistake, Manager Qian's forehead began to break out in a cold sweat.
In that brief second, he even thought about being expelled from the South Campus.
"There are no mistakes." Qingjian calmed himself down for a moment before speaking calmly.
"Then, what is this..." Manager Qian hesitated.
"I'd like to ask, who gave this jade slip the task?" Qingjian asked.
Manager Qian examined the jade slip for a long time but couldn't figure it out; he couldn't see anything special about it.
"Dean, I need to see the contents of the jade slip before I can know," said Steward Qian.
Qingjian nodded, then handed the jade slip that Lin Jingge was holding to Manager Qian.
Manager Qian took the jade slip, probed it with his divine sense, and after seeing the task on the jade slip, he understood what was going on.
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