Although it was already late autumn, the large windows effectively blocked the cold wind from outside. After being patiently filtered through the glass, the sunlight falling on the desks was still as warm and lazy as in summer, making one instinctively squint their eyes.
In the entire classroom, besides Zheng Qing, only Jiang Yu and Li Meng belonged to the Astronomy Class 08-1.
Other classmates in the class were from Jiuyou Academy and three other academies. Looking around, the four-colored robes seemed to blend seamlessly yet distinctly fill every corner of the classroom. Under the sunlight, they resembled the colorful lights in front of a barber shop, shimmering with a mesmerizing hue that could put one to sleep.
Although only halfway through class, Zheng Qing felt as if an eternity had passed. Yet at the same time, the faint fragrance emanating from the witch sitting next to him gave him a sense of time passing in the blink of an eye.
