Hunting College

Zheng Qing stood in the quiet corridor and licked his dry lips.

Most of the students in the Astronomy 08-1 class have followed Professor Yao and turned into the new classroom. Originally, he and a few other companions were a few steps slower to discuss the matter of going to the Council of Social Security after class, but unexpectedly he was left halfway by a few unscrupulous guys.

Of course, he can catch up with those figures that are drifting away.

But this is not his intention.

Zheng Qing's fingers involuntarily touched the gray cloth bag in his arms. In the bag, there was a long bohemian dress that had been'stored' for a long time and had not been handed over to her owner.

Is now the right time?

This thought flashed through the young public-sponsored student's mind, and then immediately dismissed it.

No one is to give a gift to give a gift, naturally he did not wait so long to give a skirt.

It's class time now.

There was no one in the empty corridor. The portraits of the sages hanging on both sides of the corridor dozed off under the dim light, and the cold draughts flowed quietly along the smooth floor. In front of the windowsill in the distance, several ghosts who had committed suicide by jumping off the building were looming in a row, basking in the sun with silver intestines.

Scentofagirl.

Zheng Qing's mind suddenly slid this beautiful word, and couldn't help taking a deep breath.

The sweet smell that filled his nose gave him great courage.

"Hi!" He pulled out a big smile, turned quickly, looked at the gypsy witch in front of him, and tried to say in a very surprised tone: "What a coincidence... I thought you had already entered the classroom. ."

Maybe his efforts were a little too much, his voice was particularly loud in the empty corridor.

Even the ghosts basking on the windowsill in the distance couldn't help but glance back.

This allowed the young public-sponsored student to quickly ran past a group of alpacas.

However, the gypsy witch on the opposite side did not notice the boy's slightly exaggerated voice. Wearing a large red shawl and holding a few thick reference books in her arms, she seemed to have just recovered.

"It's not a coincidence." Irina tucked her long hair behind her ears, revealing her white neck, her big eyes flashing, and she looked at the public student in front of her and said very seriously: "I'm waiting for you. "

Maybe because of exhaustion, although her voice is still pleasant, it looks a little hoarse. His face was paler than before. I don’t know if it’s because I have applied too much foundation or I haven’t seen the sun for a long time. She wears heavy eyeshadow around her eyes, giving people a very depressed and decadent feeling.

This made Zheng Qing's heart a strong desire for protection in an instant.

So that he didn't even feel complacent secretly because of the witch's answer just now.

"What's the matter?" He took a step forward, pulled the distance between the two, and asked eagerly: "I noticed that you haven't come to class on time recently... Is it the reason for the witches? Yes? What can I help you?"

His attitude is very sincere.

This gave the witch's eyes a little more brilliance.

"I haven't had time to congratulate you on receiving the Merlin Medal." Irina avoided Zheng Qing's question, smiled, and said in a brisk tone: "Maybe we can pick a time for a casual meal... I invite Yours, as compensation."

The topic turned too fast and the change was too large, which made Zheng Qing feel caught off guard.

A second ago, he was still full of sadness, wondering if Elena was in trouble and if he could help; a second later, the gypsy witch invited herself to dinner with a smile on her face.

She invites to dinner? !

Is this a date?

Where is the location, do I need to buy a dress?

Oh, and that skirt, that skirt can finally be sent out!

Zheng Qing's mind was immediately filled with the image of two people sitting in a small box: colorful light bugs hung among the vines flashing, and the naughty elves carrying flower baskets sprinkled petals and flower sperm on their heads. The guqin is accompaniment by the side, and then there are various pink pictures.

As Mr. Lu Xun said, the car cannot be stopped at all.

"A date?" Zheng Qing couldn't help but utter the word that was in his mind, and then he awakened with a joke, and his face flushed red to make up for it: "I mean, where do you need a treat... as usual , Should also be my treat."

Irina seemed to like to see his embarrassed expression, and she stood beside her with a smile.

"You just said you were waiting for me, what's the matter?" After struggling for a long time, Zheng Qing finally grabbed a rope and saved himself from the suffocating environment.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and his face quickly returned to normal.

Then he noticed the reference book in the witch's arms.

"Principle of Rune Structure", "Encyclopedia of Runes", "Source of Ci", "New Meanings of Ancient Prose" and so on.

Almost all of them are relatively advanced research books in the field of Fuluology.

"Is it a matter of Fu Luxue?" The young public-sponsored soul blessed his soul and asked this question first.

Jelena was stunned, the smile on her face slowly reduced.

"Isn't it?" Zheng Qing noticed her face and looked a little frustrated, and apologized: "I'm sorry, I thought..."

"You don't need to apologize." Irina said softly: "You didn't say anything wrong... I am looking for you, and indeed there is a talismanic question that needs to be answered."

With that, she didn't wait for the young public-sponsored student to speak, so she pulled out a notebook from Kun's bag.

The notebook is a bit old, and there are many greasy marks on the black cover, which looks like the blood of some kind of creature.

Irina turned quickly, but Zheng Qing still noticed the deep rune images flashing between the pages. Most of the runes seem to have been analyzed patiently, and dense notes are marked next to them.

The witch turned the notes almost to the last few pages.

Then she pointed to a rough talisman outlined in pencil on a blank page, and eagerly asked: "This talisman, can you recognize what it means...or what is its original shape?"

Zheng Qing stretched out her hand and wanted to get closer, but unexpectedly, as if she had been shocked, she quickly retracted her notebook.

Zheng Qing's outstretched hand froze in midair.

Irina also showed an embarrassing expression on her face~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but Zheng Qing reacted quickly, opened his notebook and used a brush to outline the traces of the talisman.

"This talisman looks very complicated... I have no ideas for a while." The young public-sponsored student said in an apologetic tone: "If you don't mind, I will reply to you later, okay?"

"Trouble," Elena tried to thank her lightly.

Obviously, this behavior does not relieve the awkward atmosphere between the two.

But no matter what, Zheng Qing must show the wisdom that a boy should have: "This is my honor!"

At the corner of the corridor, several students from the same class appeared. They looked curiously at the young wizard and witch, biting each other's ears, and whispering something.

Irina quickly put away the notebook, passed the young wizard, and whispered:

"About eating... I'll come to you again after class."