On Thursday morning, there was a Magic Potion class.
Because of the Dragon Boat Festival's ritual of paying tribute to the Dragon Ancestor and praying for blessings to ward off evil, Zheng Qing and his companions left later than usual. Along the way to the teaching building, many students, both known and unknown, would suddenly come over and tie a five-colored silk thread around the wrists of strangers. This is an ancient blessing that no one would refuse.
So today, everyone spent more time than usual to get to the classroom.
Just before the class bell rang.
The Stick Figure behind the door unexpectedly did not utter any sarcasm as usual, and upon closer inspection, Zheng Qing realized that some kind-hearted person had smeared some cinnabar on the Stick Figure's forehead.
The orange hue was exceptionally conspicuous on the entire Simple Sketch, almost glowing.
This kept it happily rolling on the spot.
