Hunting College

"One apple is definitely not enough to fill my stomach."

The wizard made his own choice very wisely, and at the same time remembered what Xiao Xiao said to him on Monday: "The doctor gave me an opinion a few days ago... By the way, his opinion came from the joint staff of the 'Forgiveness Hunting Team' Conference', I don't know if you've heard of it?"

"I presided over the meeting." The witch replied calmly.

"Oh, um, yes."

The boy blinked, poked a small piece of orange with a two-pronged fork, moistened his mouth, realized that he hadn't finished his sentence, and quickly added: "I mean, the doctor advised me not to eat it at the dance. Don't drink anything that's handed to you...so I'm going to eat and drink before I go."

"Their worries are absolutely right. In this ball, you will be the most eye-catching one."

Perhaps thinking that such rhetoric would make the boys feel ecstatic, the witch then warned: "But I don't suggest you go to the ball after eating and drinking, because the white robes present have experienced countless baptisms similar to the ball, and their eyes are vicious. It's very easy to tell if you are planning to go to the toilet..."

"Will they still stop me from going?" Zheng Qing felt a little funny in his heart, raised the fork in his hand, and joked solemnly: "People have three urgencies... I mean, for such urgent matters, I wouldn't mind pulling out my rune gun one bit and killing anyone who gets in my way."

Jiang Yu lowered his eyelids, as if trying to block the smile that flashed in his eyes.

"Violence is indeed a way to solve the problem, but it is not 'under the moon'."

She unhurriedly processed a small piece of dessert on the plate: "They think they are 'civilized and elegant' nobles, and they will not rudely stop you from going to the bathroom. But they can always find a topic that you can't get rid of, Or create a situation you can't get out of, not even rule out putting a sphinx by the toilet door...to the point where you can't hold on any longer. Believe me, when it comes to disgusting people, born wizards are very good at it."

Zheng Qing imagined that he was forced to be embarrassed at the lively and gorgeous dance party, and suddenly felt a chill.

"Actually, I never quite understood,"

While viciously slicing the steak with a trace of blood in front of him with the biggest knife, he tried to recall the experiences of the two school hunting parties he had attended: "Why is there a banquet at the dance under the moon..."

"arm!"

Jiang Yu saw Zheng Qing's arm touching the table at a glance, first reminded him aloud, then snorted softly, and asked, "Didn't Councilor Su tell you?"

The young public fee student raised his arms obediently, and cut the steak in front of him stiffly, with a dazed look on his face.

The witch pouted and explained patiently: "As I mentioned at the beginning, the more important purpose of this kind of dance is 'communication', so before and during the dance, there will always be a buffet-style cold meal to ensure that everyone There is enough time and energy to make it to the end. In addition, the Christmas Eve ball will last until Christmas noon. After the ball, the ladies will invite their favorite wizards to meet for dinner, or the brave wizards will take the initiative to go to the Ladies of…"

Zheng Qing put down the knife and fork in his hand, dumbfounded.

"Until Christmas noon?"

He made no secret of his ignorance—it wasn't his fault, for ordinary Jiuyou Academy students, the inside story of Alpha Academy's high-end ball was like the house number of Qingqiu Mansion, few people knew—so the tone in his tone at this moment Full of shock: "Isn't Christmas on a Friday? Jiuyou College doesn't have a holiday that day! Do you want me to skip class? Why has no one ever told me about it!"

Jiang Yu suddenly appeared in a good mood.

"Perhaps Councilor Su thinks you should know about these little things."

She raised the corner of the napkin and wiped the corner of her mouth gracefully: "Normally, this is common sense for the members of the Clan under the Moon who are eligible to participate in the ball. As for the holiday, your invitation letter is the best leave note, the academy is Approved...in fact, I think several colleges would love for more communication between students, but the forces stemming from tradition and prejudice are so strong that it is difficult for anyone to leverage this stubborn perception."

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On Wednesday night, the black cat appeared again in the Qingqiu mansion.

The senator of the parliament under the moon is processing a thick stack of documents behind the desk, while Poseidon is holding a book that is bigger than her "Awakening Bloodline Power" and nodding his head.

"The dance under the moon will last all night until noon on Friday?" The black cat jumped onto the desk as if its tail was on fire: "You never told me about it!"

The owner of the mansion raised his eyelids, looked over the upper frame of the glasses, and landed on the black cat's paw, without saying a word.

Only then did the black cat notice the small string of plum blossom marks it had left behind.

It raised one paw and two paws in embarrassment, and then realized that this kind of "remedial action after a dead sheep" was meaningless. It wanted to jump off the desk, but it was worried about leaving a new "plum blossom mark" on the desk.

At this moment, Poseidon dropped the heavy textbook in his hand, jumped on the black cat with cheers, and complained to the black cat how seriously he read the book and how much new knowledge he learned today~www.readwn.com~ Now his eyes are blurred So sour—no doubt, she didn't say these words to the black cat, but the black cat is a very good tool cat.

Similar to it.

Taking advantage of the little fox's chirping, the black cat raised its hind paws calmly, grabbed the little fox's big tail, and quietly wiped off the "plum blossom marks" on the table, and wiped its paws on the little fox's body up.

Looking up, Su Shijun was squinting at him.

"Su Man!"

The owner of Qingqiu Mansion raised his voice slightly.

The tall figure of the head maid quietly appeared behind the black cat, frightening it to consciously clench its tail and crouch down. Fortunately, Miss Su didn't let Su Man throw it out.

"Take Dongdong to take a bath, and then watch her sleep." Su Shijun said the words that both the black cat and the little fox breathed a sigh of relief. The little fox flicked its tail and happily jumped into Su Man's arms, forgetting the tool cat in the blink of an eye.

After the head maid stepped back, the owner of Qingqiu Mansion's eyes fell on the black cat again.

"Does it make any difference if the dance lasts all night or all day?"

She put down the quill in her hand, stretched gracefully, and said casually: "You are my dance partner, don't you still plan to find a lady you like at the ball and participate in the sumptuous dinner she prepared for you at noon the next day?" Lunch?"

When she said the word lunch, she spoke with a slightly more emphatic tone.

The black cat unconsciously pulled its ears into an airplane shape, and rolled its tail to cover its paws, as if this would warm its heart.

"Well, I remember learning amber light recognition skills and drinking methods tonight, right?" It cheekily looked at a row of wine bottles that had already been placed on the desk—anyway, the black face couldn't see any color, so it wasn't afraid of being caught. People ridicule.

"whispering sound."

The witch's disdainful voice came from beside her ear.