Li Qing swore that if he had put this kind of effort into studying back in the day, he would have been able to consider whether to attend Peking University or Qinghua.
On the last day, after finishing a day's work, Li Qing took an early shower, then clicked on the Magic Scroll, where the blue font was now displayed, indicating the collection period had begun.
The school uniform could only be collected within the twenty-four hours before the school officially opened, and there was no chance to collect it later. If it wasn't collected on ti, entering the school could lead to terrifying consequences.
Li Qing rubbed his hands excitedly, took a few deep breaths, and cald his excitent.
Magic, at midnight tonight, the school will officially start, and he will truly co into contact with the Extraordinary.
As for work, so far there's no real conflict. Gray Magic Academy starts at midnight, and ever since he completed the Basic ditation Technique and lit the Light Ball, he only needs to ditate for two hours to be full of energy.
Although he's currently feeling a bit unsteady on his feet due to over casting fireballs and feels weak, it's okay. After completing the Basic ditation Technique, Spiritual Power will nourish the body, granting abundant energy.
Though the process is lengthy, it's the most important guarantee for a mage's healthy body.
Free from illness!
He gently touched the school uniform, and the magic runes on the Magic Notification Scroll began to change rapidly, forming a funnel-shaped passage.
Li Qing rubbed his fingers, then cautiously reached into the funnel, touching a soft piece of clothing and pulling it out.
It was a black, wide robe with an attached hood, the overall style was rather dark, giving one an instinctive sense of aversion at first glance.
It's completely a robe in the style of an evil cult.
Li Qing felt sothing was a bit off in his heart.
Once Li Qing donned the robe and hood and stood before the floor-length mirror, apart from the Gray Magic Academy emblem embroidered on the chest, there wasn't anything flashy.
There was definitely sothing he didn't know about, maybe magical runes, or perhaps a particularly special dium.
Otherwise, a simple robe wouldn't emit such an intimidating aura, cold and sinister, making one feel there was sothing very wrong.
"If I wore this out, people would definitely think I'm an evil cultist and be arrested by the police within half an hour."
Muttering to himself, he confird there were no issues with wearing the robe, and even the Light Ball in his mind shone brighter because of it, he felt a bit more at ease.
Four more hours.
Li Qing absentmindedly ordered takeout, ate it, and felt as if every second was endless.
It was like sothing was about to co forth, a feeling of anticipation without any sentint.
Sitting at the edge of his bed, unable to stop jiggling his leg, he was feeling quite antsy when his phone rang.
"Iron pot, tearfully calling for a repair of the broken, chipped pot, changing pots haphazardly. Chasing pots in the wind and rain, no tears stitching a layer of chimney, the iron pot still expands in the rain nest, ill with pots."
"Blocked sweeping stops, easily hit by wolves and stoves, onion-slted oil breeze black pot fills with dumplings aroma. Odor fits the panic cast, scattered oil drenched steel pots."
"Eighty-hastening eighty already bogged in mud lovelessly..."
Looking at the phone, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, it was the motherly manager from his company's admin departnt, very approachable, highly competent, but she loved matchmaking.
To put it bluntly, she liked playing matchmaker, all done out of personal interest, focusing on the single older employees, especially soone like Li Qing who hadn't found a girlfriend in four years at the company.
And this persistent admin manager never gave up, repeatedly trying and failing.
Li Qing truly admired and simultaneously felt frustrated by the shrewd manager's efforts.
Until once, when the manager personally witnessed Li Qing's conversational skills, which even she couldn't gloss over—deeply awkward conversations. After a period of silence, she finally took her efforts underground.
After thinking it over, he decided to answer the call.
"Hello, Sister Li, have you eaten?" Li Qing cheerfully greeted.
Sister Li got straight to the point, "Xiao Qing, I've arranged for you to et Chen Chencheng this Saturday, my seventh uncle's third niece's cousin's uncle's son's classmate. This girl is quite pretty, never been in a relationship, and I've matched your birthdate, zodiac sign, and personality together, your compatibility should be at least ninety percent.
et at 5 PM on Saturday at Jiaojusansan A17. Don't forget!"
Li Qing replied helplessly, "Sister Li, are you sure you want to et her? I don't think I can do it."
In normal interactions, he was fine, even getting along well with many female colleagues, but when it ca to relationships, it was a different story.
He once saw a psychologist, who told him it was 'cross-gender communication disorder syndro', before taking two thousand yuan emotionlessly from Li Qing.
"No, you can do it, you have to believe in yourself!" Sister Li insisted firmly, "Don't worry, she's also a conversation ender, by today's internet slang, she's a super alloy steel girl! I believe you two will have a lot in common! Her family background is good, and she has a good job."
"I..."
"That's decided, regardless of the result, you have to try first to have an outco. Being indecisive here won't change anything, you're in your thirties now..."
"I understand, Sister Li, I'll be there on Saturday!"
After hanging up the phone, Li Qing sighed deeply. He was indeed not getting any younger, and he should really start considering it.
Even though he was learning magic, slowly embarking on a path differing from ordinary people, from his studies, he knew the path of magic wasn't easy. Strong mages always had exceptional talents, or various opportunities.
In the end, Li Qing sighed deeply, not expecting to be passively accepting a problematic woman as a blind date.
Getting to this point, Li Qing felt his life had been quite a failure, well...pretty much a failure.
Clearing all these thoughts away, Li Qing silently waited for midnight to arrive.
He looked at the ti, less than three minutes left, placed the admission notice scroll on the ground, then donned his hood, hiding his face in shadow.
Three minutes quickly passed.
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