Hunting College

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"If the principal is there."

This seems to be an unquestionable premise-if the president of the first university is not in school, where can he be?

But when Xiao Xiao said this sentence with a serious face, it became a little strange.

Until he left the school hospital and returned to the dormitory, Zheng Qing still heard the words Xiao Xiao said from time to time. Although a little ignorant, he keenly noticed the meaningful expression on Dr. Xiao Da's face when he said this.

Of course, this doubt quickly disappeared over time.

The young public-sponsored student is still weighing a lot of troubles.

For example, the Linzhong Lake night tour on Saturday night, such as the appointment with Jiang Yu on Sunday afternoon, or if he wants to make time to go wandering. Dr. Xiao Da finally refused to help Zheng Qing run errands, but asked You The leader of the crime hunting team will go wandering in person and discuss the purchase of'public opinion' with the thin and gloomy old wizard.

There is no time on Friday night. In order to prepare for the freshman competition some time ago, Zheng Qing accumulated a lot of homework. Although the professors tolerantly allowed him to delay handing in, the delay does not mean exemption-there are several courses of homework close to the deadline, if the parchment papers are not lying on the professors' desks before midnight on Friday. On the previous page, Zheng Qing has no doubt that the credits he just earned from the freshman game betting will be deducted.

Saturday is not ample time. On the one hand, he has to continue to make up work, on the other hand, because he needs night patrols at night, Zheng Qing has to stay in bed during the day to keep up his energy.

As for Sunday, I have to sleep in the morning, and there will be a regular class meeting in the evening. In the afternoon, I have made an appointment with Jiang Yu to find Dr. Duzem to help the elves re-examine. After all, there seems to be some time at noon on Sunday. .

According to Zheng Qing’s plan, after patrolling on Saturday night, try to get up before 12 o’clock on Sunday morning, and after lunch, go straight to the pedestrian street to wander around, discuss the'big deal' with the vagrant wizard, and strive to make an agreement with Jiang Yu Before time, get this trouble out.

The plan was rigorous, and nothing went wrong in execution.

Just five minutes after 12 o’clock noon on Sunday, the young public student was already standing at the door of the Wandering Bar, with a cardboard box in his arms — this box was made by the witch of Astronomy 08-1 class for the little elves Although the little elves are not in a deep sleep at present, they can fly around to follow Zheng Qing, but because of the wanderings, there are many people and troubles. Just in case, Zheng Qing still arranges them to stay in the paper house. , Waiting obediently.

It's slightly different from the first time I visited the Wandering Bar a few weeks ago. At noon, this prestigious entertainment venue in the first university was a little scarce.

Pushing open the door, the shadow in the corridor immediately shrouded, blocking the bright sunlight outside the door.

Zheng Qing skillfully took out an admission ticket and stuffed it into the mouth of the big frog squatting at the door-I don't know why, many wizards like to treat this greasy creature as food, pets, or even totems.

The gatekeeper frog bulged his cheeks, chewing and chewing. After a few bites, he spit out a hand with a little transparent mucus, and then handed it to the public student who was waiting by his long tongue.

Zheng Qing smoothly took out a handful of salted dried flies from his pocket and fed it to the gatekeeper frog. After receiving some preferential treatment from a certain parrot, the young public-sponsored student learned to accumulate various kinds in a gray cloth bag Pet rations so that these annoying little beasts can be bought anytime and anywhere.

"Here, please, Master Wandering Wizard will be here later." After receiving Zheng Qing's gold card and request, a waiter of the multi-armed tribe immediately led him to the private room on the second floor with a smile on his face.

This quiet and small room is as dim as ever. Perhaps because it was noon, the light worms were a little sleepy, lying among the vines of the spider plant, gleaming weakly.

Zheng Qing sat on the sofa, tilted his head, and noticed that a bottle of amber liquid was placed on the bar in the corner of the room. The dots of light were circling in the liquid, which was absolutely beautiful. He vaguely remembered that it was the personal aging of the wandering wizard, and it seemed to have a pretty name.

"Ah, rare guest, rare guest."

Accompanied by a few old greetings, the old wizard in a large gray robe strode into the private room: "The strongest freshman of the first university, the future star of Jiuyou Academy, the undoubted leader of the freshman competition... Zheng Classmate Qing!"

"Welcome, welcome... Sorry, the room is a bit dark."

As he said, the wandering wizard reached out and snapped his fingers.

The sleepy light bugs who were lying on the vines seemed to be shocked by an electric shock. They blew their wings and lit their belly lights. In just a moment, the originally dim private room was shrouded in bright light and became bright.

As if noticing Zheng Qing's surprised gaze, the old wizard added with a smile: "Sometimes, necessary reminders can save a lot of time... Certain little bugs always lack memory."

Zheng Qing frowned, feeling that the old wizard said something else, but couldn't grasp the essence of it. Then he thought whether he was thinking too much. Some old guys always like to talk about things, but they say things like verses.

"Something to drink... Green bee or amber light?" The wandering wizard interrupted the young public student's reverie and asked kindly.

Zheng Qing subconsciously glanced at the bottle of amber liquid in the corner of the room.

"Ah! Golden years!" The wandering wizard exaggeratedly exclaimed, "What a picky guest! But you must admit that you have a very keen eye... That is the best drink in this bar!"

The face of the young public student immediately flushed.

He opened his mouth ~www.readwn.com~ to try to explain, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by the wandering wizard again.

"Let me guess what you came from... The harvest of the freshman competition is a bit too rich, and the price offered by the school is not appropriate, so you plan to sell some through the wandering bar, right?" The old wizard is holding a Burgundy cup. The foot of the cup, filled with'golden years', stuffed it into the hands of the young public-sponsored student without refusal, while sighing:

"...This is my personal aging! I want to drink it while the stars in the wine have not dissipated, so that it tastes the most mellow... Not every gold card customer has the opportunity to drink it."

Zheng Qing had to look up and take a sip first.

Compared with the green bee, this cup of "Golden Years" is slightly softer and less irritating; but compared with the authentic amber light, this cup of "Golden Years" looks much warmer, and the wine is mixed. The starlight burst in Zheng Qing's mouth, seeming to make his blood burn.

"I'm not here to sell things." The young public-sponsored student didn't care about the taste of wine. After waking up, he immediately replied, "I'm here to buy things."

(= one second to remember)