On Monday night, Zheng Qing had another 'beautiful-terrible dream' similar to the previous day's.
Upon waking the next morning, he sat on his bed for a while, holding his head and seriously pondering whether he had taken too many blood-replenishing medicine pills recently, causing the material to affect his consciousness.
Originally, he wasn't so superficial.
But to be honest, superficiality was indeed quite alluring, and no wonder everyone liked it.
The first class on Tuesday morning was Divination.
For this class, Professor Yi, for a change, didn't have everyone sit in the classroom listening to dull lectures, but instead took everyone to the Astronomical Tower, setting up a series of oddly shaped brass telescopes.
Compared to ordinary telescopes, these appeared as if they were wearing thick tortoiseshell glasses.
"—these are filters that can assist you in observing stars during the daytime."
