Mike King Soprano.
The president of the Blood Friendship Association, one of the two student societies of First University, is well-known even in the entire alliance and is regarded as one of the representatives of the new generation of wizards of the younger generation.
Therefore, Zheng Qing originally thought he would see him during today's spring hunt in Shanglin Garden.
For this reason, he had already drafted many times in his mind how he would deal with meeting the burly wizard - considering his current status, he would be happy to use his assistant's name over that guy's when they met.
Unfortunately, after looking at the scenery at Crescent Lake for a long time, he didn't see Seprano. Coupled with the successive changes, he forgot about it for a while.
At this time, Zhang Shuzhi came on stage, which aroused his thoughts again.
"Seprano?"
Before Jiang Yu could speak, Vivian, who was holding her arm, waved her hand with disgust on her face: "Why are you mentioning that fat man? His family is not high enough, and we don't like him... Who will send him an invitation?"
Xiao Xiao has analyzed the power distribution of the Alpha Academy for Zheng Qing many times, so it is obvious that the "we" she refers to should be the Alpha conservative wizards who originally supported Sir Friedman, that is, the children of the aristocratic family who pay more attention to blood.
Zheng Qing couldn't express his support for a certain faction in public, so he could only pretend to be deaf and mute, pretending that he only heard the previous sentence: "...isn't your family background not enough?"
Jiang Yu obviously knew what he was thinking, and interrupted with a smile: "How do you usually call Sir Friedman? And how do you call Serprano?"
Zheng Qing was stunned for a moment and then suddenly realized.
Friedman's surname is Karen, but people usually call him 'Sir Friedman' by his first name; and Soprano is his surname - in other words, even the young wizards at First University
, it is also generally believed that Soprano can represent his entire surname, while Friedman can only represent himself.
This angle was something Zheng Qing had never considered.
"Then why didn't Sir Friedman come?" He immediately thought of the leader of the conservatives at Alpha Academy.
"Because the Cullen family is one of the rare, very pure Yuexia vampires." When Vivian mentioned Sir, her attitude was obviously much more dignified: "Normally, he would not come to Shanglin Garden, but would go to attend Ba
Demington Winter Hunting...I remember that there was a classmate from the Cullen family in your class, didn't he come too?"
Zheng Qing nodded slightly.
A ball of blue flame quietly appeared in Jiang Yu's ear, turned into a blue bird, landed on her shoulder, rubbed her cheek and whispered for a moment.
The witch blinked at Zheng Qing.
"Sorry to disturb everyone's chat... we should go prepare dinner."
The last sentence she said was to Vivian.
When the pink-robed witch who was chatting with Zheng Qing heard the words 'prepare dinner', she took her arm out from Jiang Yu's arm without saying a word and said dryly: "Ah, I just remembered
I need to prepare for the acting..."
Before he finished speaking, a beautiful peach blossom bloomed on the spot, and the whole person disappeared in an instant.
He was so frightened by Jiang Yu's words that he directly used "Taozhi Yaoyao".
Zheng Qing looked at this scene and was quite stunned.
Jiang Yu smiled and took the wizard's arm again, and before others around him could react, he turned into a ball of flame and disappeared by the Crescent Lake.
When the fire in front of him dissipated, Zheng Qing found that the two of them were standing in a quiet tree-lined road. At the end of the winding path, the tall tower of an ancient castle could be vaguely seen.
He looked around.
There was no kitchen, no dining table, and no one around.
"This is..." There was a bit of hesitation in the wizard's tone.
"walk."
Jiang Yu straightened her long hair that was slightly messy due to the casting of the spell, and said in a brisk tone: "I'm going to prepare dinner in a while, and I probably won't have time to wander around with you... Vivian hates cooking, so I guess she heard this
The news will be lost.”
When she said the last sentence, she couldn't help but smile again, put her hands behind her back, and took two steps forward with a little bit of pride in her steps.
Zheng Qing trotted after him.
"Preparing dinner? You? Personally?"
There was a hint of disbelief in his tone.
After attending First University for so long, I have tasted countless delicacies, but I have never seen Zheng Qing in the kitchen. Including the time he lived in Qingqiu Mansion, the closest distance between Zheng Qing and dinner was the restaurant.
This experience made him believe that all delicious food was cooked by magic.
Hearing the boy's rhetorical question, the smile on Jiang Yu's face faded a bit and her bouncing steps stopped.
"Hmm...that's why I don't like coming to Shanglin Garden."
She turned around, walked backwards, looked at Zheng Qing and sighed heavily, with a hint of annoyance in her tone: "According to tradition, young witches participating in the spring hunt need to prepare dinner for the hunters, and elves are not allowed to
They help... This was originally due to the limited magic level of ancient wizards and lack of enough alchemy servants to do these things... Of course, there are also safety considerations. In short, letting the female relatives be in charge of dinner is both an assessment and a tradition...
...just like the wizards' sacrificial abilities of the "Three Ranks and Three Kills" are tested on the performance stage. But passed down from generation to generation, not only the wizards can do the Three Ranks and Three Kills, but also the witches. But the dinner is still the same.
The exclusive mission of witches...and I don’t know when it became an unchangeable tradition..."
There was quite a bit of resentment behind the words.
Zheng Qing carefully watched behind her, lest the witch walking backwards accidentally hit a tree or step into a pit and fall, and then beat herself up.
"It's so miserable." Zheng Qing showed perfunctory sympathy.
"After all, it is one of the Three Ancients and Four Paths." Jiang Yu also sighed again.
This is another new word that I have never heard of.
As if guessing the confusion in Zheng Qing's heart at this moment, Jiang Yu explained briefly with her fingers: "The so-called 'Three Ancients and Four Ways' are the seven virtues - or skills - that witches from aristocratic families need to master.
It refers to 'ancient etiquette', 'classical dance' and 'ancient cuisine', and Shidao refers to 'tea ceremony', 'Hua Dao', 'Fu Dao' and 'Yu Dao'."
The first three types of words sounded somewhat clear to Zheng Qing.
But the latter categories feel a bit vague.
"Is the Talisman a painted talisman?" he asked curiously.
Jiang Yu frowned, thought carefully, nodded, and then shook his head: "To be precise, it's just the 'style of drawing talismans'. You can understand it as 'the artistic expression of talismans'. Well, it's just like how you usually draw talismans."
You use a very traditional 'Kunlun style', with light horizontal strokes and heavy vertical strokes, a square and dense structure, and a solemn and majestic momentum... This is why people in the Ness family mistakenly thought you were from Kunlun... And we need to master different schools.
Learn to appreciate the style of drawing symbols, so that you can have a rough and intuitive understanding of strange wizards when you face them."
This chapter has been completed!