Hunting College

As a representative of Alpha Academy, Sir Friedman has always had a tight schedule.

This can be judged very clearly from outside his lounge.

Outside the jazz lounge, there are rows of large low-back sofas for the guests who come to visit. Between the two sofas, there is a low black coffee table. In the cabinet under the coffee table, there are several heavy reference books stacked, and on the coffee table, delicate cakes and fruits are placed on the tea tray embedded with gold threads and gems.

Matthew squinted and counted silently.

There are more than ten guests in front of him, but they can be roughly divided into two groups.

A group of guests are estimated to be new students this year. The white robe on their body still exudes the bright color that is characteristic of the new clothes, and their cuffs and collars have no special trim.

The group of guests was headed by a sturdy young wizard with a small flat head, about seven or eight people. They occupied a whole row of low-back sofas, moved the sofas and coffee tables recklessly, and sat together. They were supposed to be playing card games, and loud noises were heard from the crowd from time to time.

The portraits of the old nobles hanging on the walls seemed to be unable to bear the noise of the new life. One by one, they left their frames, not knowing where to hide.

Matthew also had a very bad impression of these guests.

They were not like Alpha's students, the young vampire thought so worriedly, and glanced at the door of the cousin's lounge. It would be an insult to let these vulgar guys get involved with the noble surnames like Karen or Black.

Even thinking about it is disgusting.

In contrast, the other group of guests appeared to be more disciplined.

These people should belong to Alpha's veteran, there are only two people. Their white robes shone with soft colors under the light of the torch, and they looked like satin-long-wearing robes would have this luster. The most important thing is that the exposed cuffs of these two men are lined with two black lines.

This should be a junior student, I don't know what they are looking for with their cousin. Matthew thought silently in his heart, and sat quietly on a sofa.

The two old students were not as noisy as the freshmen, nor did they show any disrespect to the freshmen.

They just sat patiently on the sofa, pulled out the book under the coffee table, and quietly waited for the call of Jazz.

This is the demeanor that Alpha people should have. The young vampire thought with satisfaction, and drew a copy of "Heisenberg and the Forbidden Curse" from the coffee table, and flipped it up carelessly at ~www.readwn.com~, time always passed quickly.

Before Matthew had read the first chapter of the book, he was interrupted.

"Hello, is this Lord Matthew Cullen?" The gray-eyed servant bent over and asked respectfully.

Matthew quickly put down the book in his hand, stood up, took a breath, and answered calmly: "Yes."

"Sir, please," the servant lowered his head and whispered, "please follow me."

The guests waiting on the sofa noticed the servant's behavior.

The vulgar freshmen in the farthest place stopped making noise, whispering one by one, looking at Matthew with a bad expression.

The two old students also raised their heads, their eyes full of curiosity.

Matthew nodded politely, tried his best to suppress his inner happiness, straightened up, and walked behind the servant to the arched carved door of the lounge.

But a figure rushed in front of him and blocked the door of Huadiao.

"We came earlier than him! Why let him go in first? It's not fair!" The stout wizard with the small flat head looked at Matthew angrily, roaring loudly, the spit star splashed into the gray eyes. The servant's face.

Matthew was shocked, even a little overwhelmed.

For the first time, he saw such vulgar and rude behavior on this occasion.

Even in his short life, less than twenty years, he has hardly encountered such a gaffe.

"If you want to be fair, why not go to a nerd's college." On the low-back sofa, the old student who waited patiently with his chin sneered: "To look for fairness in Alpha Castle, this is the most funny I heard this year Thing."

Xiaoping took a few heavy breaths, and suddenly averted his anger.

"Did he tip you?" The boy arrogantly glanced at Matthew, spreading his fat palms. His five stubby fingers were covered with magic rings; in the chubby palms of his hands, an emerald gem gleamed with charming colors under the white torch.

"Here, take it!" Xiaoping grabbed the gem, threw it away, and looked at the servant in front of him mockingly: "Can we go in now?"

Matthew stayed for a few seconds, then furious.

These rude freshmen are not only insulting their cousins, but also insulting themselves!

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

The young vampire's breathing slowly thickened, his eyes glowed red, and two sharp sharp edges were faintly revealed at the corners of his mouth.

But the cousin's servant took a step forward and stood in front of him.

The servant with gray eyes and curly hair did not speak, but quietly took a handkerchief out of his pocket, wiped the spit on his face, and then threw the veil in the trash can at the door.

"Jazz did not invite, please continue to wait." The servant looked at the rude guests in front of him with a dull tone: "Jazz did not agree, please keep your gems."

Is this a robot?

This is a puppet!

This must be an alchemy doll. Matthew looked at the tall servant in front of him reluctantly, his mouth slightly opened, revealing two little fangs that were bewildered.

He didn't expect his famous cousin to use only a few alchemy dolls as servants.

If it is known by other nobles under the moon, it will definitely become a laughing stock.

For a moment, he didn't know whether it was the rude freshmen that made people more irritating, or whether these dull dolls were more disappointing.

"Friedman's house has too many rules, and the threshold is too high. We can't afford to wait." The stout young man did not continue to make noise. He put away the jewel in his palm, gloomily glanced around, waved and greeted his partner They: "Alpha Academy is not a vampire academy...Go, let's visit Senior Serprano!"

After all, these newcomers went so far.

Only two stunned old students were left, and a messy sofa.

"Hello, Sir, please." The servant in front of him seemed to have nothing happened before, leading Matthew to the lounge again.

The young vampire put away his fangs, nodded stupidly, and followed the servant blankly.

He felt that his mind was now in a mess.

"Please dress up." The servant's soft singing pulled the distracted vampire back into reality.

There is a huge full-length mirror behind the Huadiao arch ~www.readwn.com~.

Matthew stood in front of the mirror, rubbing his face vigorously, trying to cheer up.

"You need to use a wet towel to get rid of the dust," an old woman with gentle brows appeared above the full-length mirror: "Also, your bow tie is 13 degrees to the left, and there is a small stain on the cuff of your right hand."

Matthew took the warm towel handed over by the servant, wiped his face, then pulled off the stained pair of cufflinks, and took out another pair of black square buttons engraved with the Cullen family crest from his pocket. Be patient. In the cuffs.

The old woman smiled gently at him.

The full-length mirror emits a soft green light.

Matthew stiffened his back, arranged a standard smile in the mirror, and turned to the lounge.

"Your Excellency Matthew Cullen!"

At the door of the lounge not far away, another puppet servant sang the guest's name softly.