Hunting College Chapter 591

The next morning.

The main restaurant of Qingqiu Mansion.

Su Shijun sat on the main seat and flicked through the newspaper that had just been delivered in the morning, carefully reading the accident that happened at the celebration dinner after she left last night.

"Haw, chirp..."

Poseidon sat on the side of the newspaper, complaining endlessly to the witch on the main seat. The topics ranged from the bad weather today, to the nightmare she had last night, to a flower sperm that just flew by the window, almost every sentence None are repeated.

It stands to reason that speaking at the dinner table is not quite in line with the rules.

But one is that it's not time to eat breakfast, and the other is that the disciplining nun who is in charge of etiquette is not present, and there are no outsiders. There is an extra sparrow in the ear, and it is deaf to the little fox's twittering.

In the early morning of winter, before the sun has fully risen, the cold white light falls on the maroon tables and chairs through the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, forming a narrow and long strip of light that gradually expands. The big witch and the little fox sitting in the light strip look like The two pieces of jade nestled together are clear and clear, exuding soft colors.

When Zheng Qing walked into the restaurant, what he saw was such a harmonious picture.

"Feel sorry…"

He had just said two words when he saw a white light 'swoosh' from across the dining table to across the dining table, like a ball hitting his arms, interrupting what he was saying.

"Chirp chirp..."

The little fox wagged his tail happily, and couldn't wait to show off to the boy that he had mastered a few more spells, learned a few magic herbs, and learned how many rune combinations. Pet Yuan played with Jiu Lama and the others, and so on.

Su Shijun put down the newspaper in his hand and glanced this way.

Zheng Qing hurriedly put the 'furball' in her arms back on the dining table, and at the same time pinched her ears calmly, indicating that someone was watching her. The little fox groaned, and became quiet listlessly.

"I didn't see you doing morning class today." Su Shijun motioned Zheng Qing to sit closer, and at the same time picked up a slender silver hammer and knocked on the copper bell placed on the corner of the table.

Ding!

Accompanied by the crisp bell, an oval porcelain plate with a silver plate cover suddenly appeared in front of Zheng Qing. A fox maid quietly walked to his side, put a cup of green drink beside the porcelain plate, took away the silver plate cover at the same time, then bowed slightly and retreated.

Zheng Qing's first feeling was that there were too many links in this process that could be omitted by magic, but he was very wise and did not discuss this topic with Su Shijun.

"I slept a little late yesterday, so I woke up a little late this morning." He answered the witch's words with a smile, not mentioning that it was because the few books he saw in the study last night made him think about it for a long time. , leading to insomnia.

"Is it because of the dinner party yesterday?" The witch pointed to the newspaper on the table. Zheng Qing blinked, took the newspaper, and scanned the contents before realizing what she meant.

"Hmm... umm, almost." The wizard Mohu agreed, picked up the cup of green drink in front of him, took a sip, and at the same time scanned the contents of the newspaper.

Although it looks a bit weird, the taste of this drink is not as dull as it looks, with a touch of sweet grass taste, and the taste is quite smooth.

"Why didn't you tell me about this last night?" Su Shijun held a knife and fork, gracefully cutting the fried egg and toast in front of him, and at the same time raised his head and glanced at Poseidon who was sitting on the other side of Zheng Qing.

The little fox sat on the table in an orderly manner, with a white napkin tied around her neck by the maid, and the hanging white cotton cloth firmly covered her fluffy tail under her paws, looking like a lady.

"Last night... my mind was a little messed up last night, so..." Zheng Qing chose his words carefully—what he said was not completely nonsense, because the stack of books he saw in Su Shijun's study last night really made his mind stuck for a period of time. Confusion—just following the words of the witch at the moment, it seemed that his confusion was caused by an accident at the dinner party.

After a while, Zheng Qing put down the newspaper and frowned.

The contents of the newspapers about yesterday's events are very rich, from the news of the death of the black wizard, to the details and destruction of the crow organization; The sincere cooperation of the university, the great role of the school in protecting the magic circle, etc., are almost all-encompassing.

Only about the banquet that night and a certain 'episode' at the banquet, there is very little ink, only a few hundred words. If you are not the person involved, it is easy to overlook this detail.

"They would rather spend a lot of space describing the evil deeds of the black wizard Whateley and the scale of the illegal laboratory set up by the crows, rather than write one more sentence about the attack on the dinner party..." Zheng Qing poked directly with a fork He picked up the fried egg~www.mtlnovel.com~, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed viciously.

"You said a bean got into your body?"

"It's absolutely true!" Zheng Qing looked at the witch seriously. In order to strengthen his persuasiveness, he also took out a golden bean from the gray cloth bag, and gestured: "That bean is about this big, made of brass...we used to Saw it while chasing crows..."

"Didn't you go to the school hospital?"

"Went, but the healers couldn't find..."

"Extend your hand, let me see." The witch ordered in an unquestionable voice.

Zheng Qing didn't think that Su Shijun's skills were more exquisite than those of the great wizards at the dinner party or the professional therapists of the school hospital, but he still stretched out his hand honestly, letting the witch's slender fingers rest on his wrist.

The sunlight outside the window fell on her shoulders and hair tips, making the already dazzling witch even more eye-catching. For some reason, Zheng Qing suddenly felt that the sunlight was like a swarm of fluffy bees that had just discovered a blooming flowerbed and were buzzing. Landing on those blooming flowers, a sweet smell brewed in the air.

"Hmm... Do you think I should ask Fatty Xin to write an article to remind everyone that the crows haven't been caught yet?" Zheng Qing forced himself to look away, trying to get his brain to work.

"not so good."

The witch narrowed her eyes, while carefully capturing the subtle changes in magic power in Zheng Qing's body, she said meaningfully: "With porcelain in your hand, there is no way to punch hard. For the school, reputation, face, etc., are those Precious china. Do people avoid **** because it's scary? No, it's just because it's dirty. Anything to do with dark wizards, it's dirty...it's easy to get dirty, avoid it if you can. Since your The task is over, so stay away from it early, it will never be wrong."

Chapter end

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