Hunting College

Zheng Qing is under the table.

He was squatting on the feet of the table with a stomachache to relieve his breath.

A few minutes ago, because of the simple strokes of the villain on the white paper, he laughed inexplicably. The tears of laughter came out. When he laughed, he changed from sitting at the table to lying on the table, and finally slipped to Under the table.

Maybe this thing is not so funny.

Now, the Jamaican standing at the entrance of classroom 201 west of the Bishop’s Building is looking around with eagerness, hoping to find him as soon as possible.

"I'm looking for classmate Zheng Qing." The black man showed white teeth.

This sentence is like a gust of wind blowing through the classroom.

"He is looking for Zheng Qing!" Many people muttered, looking around.

The freshmen of Jiuyou College are very familiar with this name.

As one of the nine public-sponsored students this year, Zheng Qing silently produced thousands of characters in the grading examination of Fulu class, which was a sensation.

With the help of some senior students, some deeds related to him gradually spread, such as suppressing a violent demon in Four Seasons Square, or confronting the female demon Nikita on the admission plane.

For various reasons, freshmen in other colleges have some impressions of this name.

"Is Zheng Qing here?" the student of Alpha College shouted.

"Come here, here!" The two Alpha students sitting in the front row of Zheng Qing stood up busy, freeing up a space, and said quickly: "He is here...behind us!"

The eyes from all directions suddenly gathered around.

These sights may contain curiosity, or mixed with a little bit of malice, and are full of speculation, complicated, and all kinds of conditions are born.

Under this heavy pressure, Xiao Xiao finally put down the notebook in his hand, stretched out his hand, and forcefully pulled out the roommate who had slipped under the table.

Of course, Xiao Xiao could continue to play with the notebook indifferently under the eyes of dozens of freshmen.

But even he must consider the meaning of the name ‘Augustus’.

This name represents all the students of Alpha College.

Like Mike King Seprano, and conceited like Friedman Black Cullen, even if he is talented and powerful, he is still shrouded in the shadow of this name, without any rebellious intentions.

A freshman, when facing this name, should show some respect.

Even if he is a student of Jiuyou.

Zheng Qing struggled to crawl out from under the table.

Maybe because of the uneasiness under the eyes of everyone, maybe because of the embarrassment of being named by name, maybe just because of squatting for a long time, and the blood is surging up.

Zheng Qing flushed.

He tugged at the ruffled robe, patted the dust on the corners of the robe, took a few deep breaths, raised his head, and looked at the stranger at the door.

"Are you looking for me?" His voice was loud and abrupt.

Daly III stood there and did not move. He looked at the young public-sponsored student not far away with great interest. It was difficult for people to judge the specific look with his dark face.

Two sturdy figures squeezed through the crowd, standing behind Zheng Qing, holding their arms, and did not speak.

Zheng Qing turned his head, looking at Fatty Xin's tight robe and Zhang Jixin's red face, couldn't help but smile.

"Are you Zheng Qing?" Daly III asked quickly.

"Are you looking for me?" Zheng Qing repeated what he said just now.

He felt the corners of his robe tighten, and lowered his head. Xiao Xiaozheng clenched his fists and squeezed his robe hard, making his fists white.

The atmosphere in the classroom is a little dull.

The new students turned their gazes from the door to the back row of the classroom, their eyes rounded, like hunting owls, their expressions nervous and excited.

Many people have heard of the discord between Zheng Qing and Alpha Academy.

In some people's opinion, as the most important figure among Alpha students, it might not be that simple for the envoy of Augustus to find Zheng Qing.

"Maybe he just came here to warn?"

"After all, this is a school."

"If Lei Zhe's people knew about this, they would never let it go!"

"A wise person like Augustus will certainly not do anything stupid."

Similar whispers quietly happened among the freshmen.

Some people gloated in words, but more people looked at Zheng Qing with sympathy and encouragement.

This made Zheng Qing more and more uncomfortable.

"What's the matter?" He finally said again, asking the Jamaican.

Perhaps realizing that Zheng Qing was determined not to follow him out of the classroom, Daly III finally took a step forward and walked to the back of the classroom.

The eyes of the students moved slowly with his figure.

Jamaicans walk briskly.

But the atmosphere in the classroom is getting more and more tense.

"Nice to meet you."

Standing in front of Zheng Qing, Daly III smiled brilliantly, showing his big white teeth.

"It's nice to meet you." Zheng Qing reached out awkwardly, intending to show proper etiquette.

However, his hand touched a wooden box.

The Jamaican did not shake hands with him, but took out a rectangular flat wooden box from his pocket.

The wooden box is as long and wide as about half a meter, but only inch tall. The surface of the box is baked with red lacquer, it is smooth and can be seen, and a series of dark black textures emerge in it, and a few silver-white ribbons are bound on it, which is more gorgeous.

"This is a gift from the Lord Augustus, please accept it."

Daly III handed the wooden box he was holding to Zheng Qing's hands. There was no more to say. He walked away and said goodbye politely.

Zheng Qing stared blankly at the figure in the silver dress walking out of the classroom and disappearing into the corridor.

Others also showed surprised expressions.

"That's it?" Zhang Jixin grabbed his head and asked many people's doubts blankly.

"That's it." Zheng Qing held the box and looked at it in all directions, hoping to see something different on the surface of the box.

"Open it and take a look." Xiao Xiao said the voice of more people.

As if perceiving Zheng Qing's hesitation, the special enrollment student of Jiuyou Academy quickly explained in a low voice: "This is the university, and the first university...in full view...he is not so dizzy."

Suddenly, Zheng Qing tore off the silk ribbon on the wooden box.

The people next to him all leaned in.

The students who were a little farther away, some stood on the chair, some on the table, some even opened the book of Fa, quietly chanting a few spells.

Everyone is very interested in Augustus’s gift.

"It's not that every day I have a chance to receive a gift from that big guy." Fatty Xin rubbed his hands and lifted the lid in Zheng Qing's encouraging eyes: "Dangdangdang...dang!"

No colorful fireworks exploded from the box, and no strange black smoke steamed up.

There was just a piece of white linen neatly stacked in the box.

This is the most popular dress in Alpha Academy.

On the sackcloth, there was a white card.

There is an invitation letter written in swashes:

"I hope to be honored to invite you to the welcome dinner of our club,

Friday night at seven,

Alpha Castle,

Hall 1 of the Hemophilia Club,

We are looking forward to your visit!

Augustus (signed). "

The onlookers were silent for a moment, and then there was an uproar.

"It turned out to be an invitation letter written by Your Excellency Augustus himself!"

"so amazing!"

"I want to go too……"

"I knew that Lord Augustus would not spell spells on the box..."

"Belly sinister heart of a gentleman……"

"This is a classical style Ximachun, it's quite sophisticated depending on the material."

"I saw this dress in'Green Xifang'. The price is twelve jade coins!"

Zheng Qing shook his hand and almost threw the box out.

Twelve jade coins!

His scholarship is only ten jade coins.

Is this dress made of gold? I'm afraid it won't cost so much money to make gold!

When are jade coins so worthless!

He thought to himself, staring at the wooden box in his hand blankly. After a long time, he raised his head and asked in a low voice: "What does this mean?"

"What do you mean!" Fatty Xin closed the lid heavily, with an angry expression on his face: "It means literally...that big guy didn't know what to think~www.wuxiaspot.com~ invites you to go. Attend the Orientation Dinner of the Hemophilia Association."

"I didn't plan to join that club?" Zheng Qing hurriedly clarified, exclaiming: "I haven't thought of any club to join yet!"

"Who knows." Fatty Xin shrugged and turned to crowd out the crowd.

It can be seen that this gift rekindled the Blue Giant's resentment for the invitation, and he was very unhappy now.

"Can you not go?" Zheng Qing glanced at Xiao Xiao.

The students of Jiuyou College who were onlookers showed their admiring eyes.

"I always think Alpha's white linen has a weird feeling." Zhang Jixin said coarsely from the side.

"It's like crying." The thin Duan Xiaojian next to him added in a low voice.

"As one of the nine people, there are very good reasons not to choose...but some things may be clear in person." Xiao Xiao pushed his glasses, reopened his notebook, and concluded: "In short, this matter needs you. Make your own decision."