You blush like a bubble teapot!
Zheng Qing roared silently in his heart, and at the same time glanced at his dinner plate melancholy - what was on the plate was not the steamed buns and millet porridge he wanted, but steaks, juice and egg rolls.
The sauce smeared on the steak exudes subtle magical fluctuations, a layer of fine light spots like stars floats on the juice, and the egg roll is covered with a thick layer of caviar.
This is not a breakfast he can afford.
But if I return it now, it will really embarrass the little girl in the window.
"How much?"
The young public-funded student sighed silently and touched his still full gray cloth bag.
"Hello, senior!"
The little girl behind the window seemed to have been shocked by an electric shock. Her body suddenly stiffened. She poked the clip in front of her face randomly and said an incomprehensible answer: "My name is Chen Peizhi, I am a magician from Jiuyou Academy 09-
Class 1... I am currently studying in a work-study program. Nice to meet you, senior! Can I ask you to sign your name?"
She looked longingly at the young government-funded student.
Zheng Qing had the urge to throw a ball of ice water on her head, but after careful consideration, he finally sighed, took out a golden bean, and handed it in with a face full of pain.
This was definitely the most expensive breakfast he had ever eaten in his life!
He felt that he could go without eating for a day, no, for a week.
"You are indeed a wizard who can fall in love with Councilor Su," Duan Xiaojian walked closer to the young public-funded student, looked at the food on the plate, and exclaimed: "This is the level of breakfast that the younger wizard family eats all year round.
Not even a meal!"
"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute!" Zheng Qing glanced at him angrily.
The little girl behind the window took the golden bean in disappointment, completely unaware of the difference between it and the five copper coins. Although she seemed a little disappointed not to get the signature, her eyes were still eager: "Next time you can
Bring Poseidon to the restaurant, we have the most extensive menu selection on Phuket!”
The little fox has always been very popular among witches.
Zheng Qing mumbled and walked towards an empty dining table with his dinner plate.
As if Moses was standing in front of the Red Sea, the young wizards in front of Zheng Qing rolled away to both sides one after another, leaving a wide passage. At the same time, they were still staring at the public students rudely, biting each other's ears and whispering, the wizards
Their eyes were subtle, and the witches looked more excited. They looked Zheng Qing up and down, as if they wanted to know what Su Shijun liked about him.
Duan Xiaojian followed him, as if enjoying the gaze.
"It must be said that it is not a wise decision for you to appear in public now." He held an empty dinner plate and chattered: "...Is this the doctor's idea? Or do you have anything to improve the situation?
plan?"
As he spoke, he looked around with inquiring eyes, and then whispered in the ear of the young public-funded student: "Do you really have a great wizard guard beside you? Is it from the school or from Qingqiu?"
The wizards who pretended to be passing by with their ears perked up all had expressions of "Sure enough" on their faces.
Zheng Qing no longer wanted to explain anything.
He knew that no matter what he said now, it would be in vain.
So, he just mumbled, while dealing with the hunchback wizard who was nagging in his ears, while finishing the most expensive breakfast as quickly as possible - so fast that he could almost finish it with the black cat eating the roasted breakfast last night.
At the same time, he had to maintain a certain degree of 'demeanor' to ensure that no photos of gobbling food would be sold - he had reason to believe that there were definitely more than 100 people in the corner that he couldn't see.
A photographic flower bloomed in front of me in the morning light.
When he drank the last bit of juice in the cup, cleared the plate and stood up, a group of people stood up in the cafeteria, mostly junior witches. They were laughing and joking, looking like they had plenty of time.
"I can guarantee that some of them definitely want to poach Councilman Su." Duan Xiaojian looked around enviously and said to the young public-funded student in a very low voice with great certainty.
It took a lot of effort for Zheng Qing to control himself from taking out a bunch of tongue-checking charms and sticking them on his classmate. For this reason, he had to walk out faster.
In a picture frame hanging at the door of the cafeteria, a chubby wizard wearing a white chef's uniform jumped out of the picture frame with extraordinary agility, like a fat rabbit being chased by a wild wolf, and disappeared without a trace.
Zheng Qing guessed that it might have gone to other photo frames in the school to tip off the news.
This is one of the reasons why gossip and rumors spread so quickly in the wizarding world, because you can't shut up the dead, and it's hard to stop a ghost or an effigy from jumping between virtual dimensions.
Sure enough, when Zheng Qing came to the library, he saw the chubby cook in a portrait of a certain late professor hanging at the entrance on the first floor.
It stood unabashedly next to the short professor, and the small photo frame was crowded with portraits watching the fun. They pointed at the young public-funded students and bit each other's ears, as if it were a festival.
Similarly, the living wizard also looks like this. Although there are not many people in the library on weekends, the visitors who came after hearing the news still crowded the entrance on the first floor. Some students who arrived late had to stand on the second floor.
At the corridor, leaning forward and looking down, there was a constant buzzing sound.
Zheng Qing didn't feel like a 'popular star' at all. Instead, he felt more and more like a rare animal in a zoo being watched by people.
Luckily there is a library here.
There are administrators in the library.
Mr. Zhang Da, who was waving eight tentacles, angrily spat out a series of sharp black characters, sternly warning those who were noisy and pushing in the library, and then he threw three wizards and five witches out of the library by their necks.
Finally, the onlookers finally calmed down a little, and Zheng Qing finally felt like he could breathe again.
He grabbed the book list and rushed into the depths of the bookshelf corridor without hesitation.
No one can find a figure who deliberately hides his traces among the mountains and seas of bookshelves.
The little confidence he had accumulated while doing morning classes was completely consumed in the experience between the cafeteria and the library. Zheng Qing couldn't help but wonder if his mind was disturbed by nightmares when he woke up in the morning, leading him to do this.
Irrational decision.
"Hold on a little longer."
He stood in front of a quiet bookshelf, silently encouraging himself: "As long as we show up for a while, everyone will eventually look like what they were used to before..."
"Persistence cannot solve all problems. You look very bad." A frowning face appeared from the bookshelf. He looked at the young wizard and recommended in a weak voice: "Maybe you should read this book... and refer to it.
experience of."
As he spoke, a thick book squeezed out of the bookshelf.
Zheng Qing noticed the title "Near Death Experience" on the spine of the book, and he vaguely remembered seeing this book in Qingqiu Mansion.
"No, thank you." The boy politely put the book back on the bookshelf and refused dryly: "I'm just a little anemic. I just need to take a breather."
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