Su Shijun sat on the main seat, flipping through the newspaper that had just been delivered in the morning, and carefully read about the accident that happened at the celebration dinner after she left last night.
"Chirp, chirp..."
Poseidon sat beside the newspaper and complained 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 outside the window. Almost every sentence
None are repeated.
It stands to reason that talking at the dinner table is not in line with the rules.
But it was not yet time for breakfast, and the nun responsible for etiquette was not present, and there were no outsiders. The contents of the newspaper in front of the third party attracted most of the witch's attention, so the owner of Qingqiu Mansion could only treat it as
There was a sparrow in my ear, and I turned a deaf ear to the chirping of the little fox.
In the winter morning, before the sun has fully risen, the cool white light falls on the maroon tables and chairs through the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, forming a narrow strip of light that gradually opens. The big witch and the little fox sitting in the light strip look like...
Two pieces of jade nestled together are clear and exuding soft colors.
When Zheng Qing walked into the restaurant, he saw such a harmonious picture.
"Feel sorry……"
As soon as he said two words, he saw a white light swoosh from the other end of the dining table to the other end of the dining table, like a ball, crashing into his arms, interrupting his subsequent words.
"Chirp chirp chirp..."
The little fox was wagging its tail happily and couldn't wait to show off to the boys how many more spells he had mastered, how many magic herbs he had learned, and how many runes he had learned. At the same time, he did not forget to complain in a low voice that someone was too strict and he hadn't been there for a long time.
The petting zoo played with the Nine Lamas and others, etc.
Su Shijun put down the newspaper in his hand and glanced this way.
Zheng Qing quickly put the fur ball in his arms back on the dining table, and at the same time pinched her ears quietly to indicate that someone was looking at her. The little fox snorted and became quiet listlessly.
"I didn't see you doing morning classes today." Su Shijun motioned for 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 clear ringing of the bell, an oval porcelain plate suddenly appeared in front of Zheng Qing, with a silver plate cover fastened on it. A fox maid quietly walked to his side and placed a green drink on the plate.
Next to the porcelain plate, he took away the silver plate cover at the same time, then bowed slightly and stepped back.
Zheng Qing's first feeling was that there were too many links in this process that could be omitted with magic, but he was very wise and did not discuss this topic with Su Shijun.
"I slept a little late last night, so I woke up a little late this morning." He answered the witch's words vaguely, without mentioning that it was because of the books he saw in the study last night that he had been thinking about it for a long time.
, which leads 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 content on it before he knew what she meant.
"Hmm... Yeah, that's about right." The wizard Mohu agreed, picking up the green drink in front of him and taking a sip while scanning the contents of the newspaper.
Although it looks a little weird, the taste of this drink is not as bland as it looks. It has a hint of sweet grass flavor and the texture is quite smooth.
"Why didn't you tell me about this last night?" Su Shijun held a knife and fork and elegantly cut the fried eggs and toast in front of him. At the same time, he raised his head and glanced at Poseidon, who was sitting on the other side of Zheng Qing.
The little fox sat neatly on the table, with a white napkin tied by the maid around her neck. The hanging white cotton cloth firmly covered her fluffy tail under her paws, looking like a lady.
"Last night... my mind was a little confused at night, so..." Zheng Qing considered his words - what he said was not entirely a lie, because the pile of books he saw in Su Shijun's study last night really made his mind confused for a period of time.
Falling into confusion - but according to the words of the witch at this moment, it seems that his confusion was caused by the accident at the dinner party.
After a while, Zheng Qing put down the newspaper and frowned.
The newspaper contained a lot of information about yesterday's events, from the death of the dark wizard to the details and destruction of the Crow Organization; from the names and achievements of the hunting teams participating in the hunt to the personal resume of the main hunter; from the three-pronged sword and the first
From the sincere cooperation of the university to the huge role of the school's protective circle, etc., it covers almost everything.
Only about the banquet that night and a certain "little episode" at the banquet, there is very little written about it, only a few hundred words. If you are not a person involved, it is easy to ignore this detail.
"They would rather use a lot of space to describe the evil deeds of the dark wizard Whateley and the scale of the illegal laboratory set up by the crows, rather than write one more sentence about the attack at the dinner party..." Zheng Qing used a fork to directly
He picked up the fried egg, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it fiercely.
"You said a bean got into you?"
"It's absolutely true!" Zheng Qing looked at the witch seriously. In order to enhance his persuasion, he took out a golden bean from the gray cloth bag and gestured: "That bean is about this big and made of brass... In the past
We saw it when we were chasing crows..."
"Didn't you go to the school hospital?"
"I've been there, but the therapists couldn't find..."
"Put your hand over here and let me see." The witch ordered in an unmistakable voice.
Zheng Qing did not think that Su Shijun's skills were more sophisticated than those of the great wizards at the dinner party or the professional therapists at the school hospital, but he still honestly stretched out his hand and let the witch's delicate white fingers rest on his wrist.
The sunlight outside the window fell on her shoulders and hair, making the already dazzling witch even more eye-catching. For some reason, Zheng Qing suddenly felt that the sunlight was like a swarm of furry bees. They had just discovered a flower bed in full bloom and were buzzing.
Falling on those blooming flowers, there is a sweet smell brewing in the air.
"Hmm... do you think I should ask Fatty Xin to write an article to remind everyone that all the crows have not been caught yet?" Zheng Qing forced himself to look away and tried to get his brain moving.
"not so good."
The witch squinted her eyes, carefully capturing the subtle changes in magic power in Zheng Qing's body, and said meaningfully: "You can't punch hard with porcelain in your hands. For the school, reputation, face, etc., are just those things
Precious porcelain. Do people avoid them because shit is scary? No, just because they are dirty. Things related to dark wizards are very dirty...it is easy to get smelly, so avoid it if you can. Since you
The mission has ended, so stay away from it as early as possible, and you will never go wrong."