Chapter 173 Invitation to the Hunting Painting Exhibition
The afternoon sun shines through the glass and falls into the dormitory, conveying a lazy atmosphere.
The orange cat lying on the window sill basking in the sun smelled the aroma of oil coming from the paper bag. He couldn't help shaking his beard and wagging his tail. He slowly got up and walked in front of the lunch of several wizards.
The green elves who had been taking a nap on the fat cat complained miserably, and flew back to Zheng Qing's tent in twos and threes to continue their lunch break.
Looking at these carefree guys, the young public-funded student suddenly felt the urge to turn into a cat again.
"Maybe if I become a cat, I won't have these worries anymore." He murmured to himself in a low voice.
"What?" Xiao Xiao just opened a paper bag and filled his mouth with hot meat buns. His voice sounded a little greasy: "What trouble were you talking about just now?"
"No. No. You heard wrong." Zheng Qing immediately waved his hands three times, denying that he had just spoken.
Xiao Xiao glanced at him suspiciously, and finally did not dwell on the matter anymore. Instead, he lowered his head and blew into the bowl of seaweed and egg drop soup in front of him, trying to get a sip of the delicious vegetable soup as soon as possible.
"Today's tomato juice is very fresh." Dylan held a cup of steaming bright red liquid, took a sip, and smacked his lips: "But it's a little sour... It's unpleasant to the teeth."
"I guess the blood used in the cafeteria has been used for a long time and has deteriorated... Also, can you please stop drinking this in front of us." Xiao Xiao looked at the bottle with disgust and complained: "And don't ask me to help you next time.
Bringing lunch... When I was queuing up at Yuexia Restaurant, the eyes of the vampires around me glowed green when they looked at me!"
"Red light, red light." Dylan corrected very friendly: "Vampires' eyes light up red when they are hungry... Only ghosts and werewolves have green eyes."
Zheng Qing watched the two roommates chatting and eating lunch with gusto, and then looked at the paper bags in front of him that still exuded a strong aroma, but there was no desire in his stomach.
He stared melancholy at the stack of challenge letters on his desk, wondering whether to take leave from the afternoon talisman class.
Anyway, I'll have nothing to do when I go there.
Why not go?
Once this idea emerged, it spread uncontrollably in his mind.
To be honest, as the leader of a new club & hunting team, Zheng Qing feels that his time has not been enough recently.
For example, he needs to find time to complete the hunting team training plan and then submit it to the school's hunting team management committee; he also needs to find time to learn the hunting team's tactical arrangements from the senior hunters who judge the hunting team; in addition, it is said that there are new hunters in the school.
For the team support plan, he still had to find time to study the terms and conditions in the document to see if he could apply for some funding subsidies for Xun Zui.
In the evening, I have to go to the library to help Elena translate the ancient and obscure rune notes - although the gypsy witch often disappears for fun, the task of translation has always been heavy on the young public-funded student.
Not to mention those assignments that will never be finished. Even though it is the hunting moon, the professors have not relaxed their teaching plans at all, assigning more assignments than the last.
In addition, there are Professor Yi's private lessons from 7 to 9 pm on Tuesday night; and the night patrol mission on Saturday night.
After a rough calculation, Zheng Qing felt more and more that there was not enough time.
However, if I can find an excuse to be absent from the talisman class this afternoon, the originally tight time may become a lot more generous.
There may even be enough wealth to allow Zheng Qing to roll into the tent and sleep early tonight.
"If you don't go to class in the afternoon... you can finish writing the hunting team's training schedule early in the afternoon, and then deliver the materials to the office building before five o'clock." Zheng Qing clasped his fingers and silently calculated: "... maybe
You can also take this opportunity to go to the office to find Professor Li. I wonder if you can apply for the next issue of transformation potion from him in advance."
Thinking of this, the young public-funded student couldn't help but look up at the calendar hanging on the wall.
It had been less than two weeks since his last transformation.
According to Lao Yao's previous arrangement, he could only apply for one transformation potion approximately every month - under special circumstances, he might be able to apply for one or two more.
There will definitely be no more.
After all, this is also a high-end potion, so it is quite interesting that the school provides it to him for free. Even Zheng Qing himself is too embarrassed to push it too far and just drinks it as sugar water.
"Why don't you eat?" Dr. Xiao's surprised voice interrupted the publicly funded student's reverie.
"No appetite." Zheng Qing muttered.
"Oh, by the way...there's something here for you." Xiao Xiao shook his head, suddenly remembered something, took out something like an invitation from his pocket, and handed it to the young public-funded student.
Zheng Qing's expression changed and he jumped back like a cat with explosive hair.
"Another challenge? Or an application for a duel? Whose? I tell you, I don't have time to deal with those idlers!" He yelled angrily, with an annoyed expression reappearing on his face.
Mr. Vampire Werewolf holding the drink burst into gurgling laughter from his throat.
Like a bubbling drink bottle.
"You're just laughing, you are my roommates... If I were beaten up on campus, you would have no face." Zheng Qing snorted angrily.
"Perhaps I can help you apply for a bed in the campus hospital in advance." Dylan licked the canines at the corner of his mouth, with a gloating expression on his face: "You know, our Starry Sky Academy always has discounts in the campus hospital...
"
"Yes, more than half of the income of the school hospital depends on you crazy people." Zheng Qing complained.
"Application for duel?" Dr. Xiao Da's eyes glanced at the pile of envelopes that had not yet been confiscated in front of Zheng Qing, and a clear understanding finally appeared on his face: "Are these applications for duel? For you?"
"If you want it, I'll give it to you for free... all of it to you."
"Why?" Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows.
He was asking why Zheng Qing received so many challenge letters.
"Because many people are mentally retarded." The public-funded student dejectedly took out a challenge letter and handed it to the doctor.
Xiao Xiao took the envelope and adjusted his glasses.
"I'm glad to hear that my 'young talent' has won the praise of Councilor Qingqiu Su. I can't help but feel brotherly. I take the liberty to ask for advice. Don't refuse. The second year of Starry Sky Academy..." Before he finished reading, Xiao Xiao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Beginning: "Is this the challenge letter sent to you by someone in the second grade?"
Zheng Qing sniffed heavily.
"The writing is half-written and has no literary grace and logic, so I have the nerve to show it out!" The tone of the young public-funded student was full of resentment.
"I thought that Miss Su's last words would cause you trouble... I didn't expect it to happen so soon." The doctor sighed and threw the letter on the table again: "Fortunately, this is not a duel book."
Xiao Xiao shook the envelope and handed it to Zheng Qing again: "This is an invitation letter."
"Invitation card?"
"Invitation to the opening of the Hunting Painting Exhibition."