Hunting High School

Zheng Qing drank the small cup of tea for an hour.

He absolutely did not dare to ask Su Ya to make him a second cup of tea. Who knows what kind of troubles she will make. He just wanted to huddle quietly in the corner alone, waiting for Miss Su's call.

But even this small wish, Su Ya refused to let him come true.

Every two minutes, the little fox girl will politely ask him if he wants to drink tea, if he wants to eat fruit, if he wants some snacks, if he wants a hot towel, if he wants to take a bath and change clothes, if he wants to find a singer Qu'er's little girl, or a young boy who can juggle, and so on.

After the sad reminder of the first cup of tea, Zheng Qing was not sensitive to the later "whether or not" and besides, he couldn't understand at all, as a wizard, why he had to watch other people do tricks.

An hour later, Su Shijun returned to the Qingqiu mansion.

Zheng Qing stood up and heaved a sigh of relief, feeling the urge to burst into tears.

"came back!"

Perhaps it was because the emotion contained in his words was too rich, which made Su Shijun stand at the door in fright and did not dare to come in for a long time.

With one foot hanging in the air, she carefully sized the young wizard a few times, and after confirming that he was fine except for a little agitation, she finally put her feet on the floor and walked into the drawing room.

"What's the situation?" Su Shijun helped her pair of glasses that lowered her charm, and looked at Zheng Qing: "You look like someone cheated you of hundreds of jade coins... Su Ya, bring me a cup of green tea. "

As she spoke, she glanced at Zheng Qing's bottomed teacup, and added, "Two cups, give him one too."

Zheng Qing couldn't help hiccupping.

The little fox girl who had been standing by the side responded happily, and did not run away as usual, but trotted in a well-behaved manner in accordance with the requirements of the maid's norms, and went to the tea room.

"I only drank a cup of tea." The young public fee student said emphatically to the hostess of the Qingqiu mansion.

"Well...it means you're not thirsty." Su Shijun didn't understand the deep meaning of Zheng Qing's words, and just followed his meaning to perfunctory.

Zheng Qing was speechless.

Because there were no outsiders, Su Shijun seemed very relaxed, and collapsed on the big sofa without any image. After eating some fruit and a few snacks, he finally noticed that there were still people in the room looking at her eagerly.

Su Shijun helped the pair of big red-rimmed glasses on his face, sat up a little bit, and coughed softly: "Well, I know why I called you here."

The corners of Zheng Qing's mouth twitched.

I don't know, no one has said that, and you didn't 'call', but 'dragged' from the air.

He shook his head honestly: "I don't know."

Su Shijun sighed heavily.

"You are now in the Major Arcana, so be aware of risks." She held a purple-red grape between her fingers. She didn't see her casting a spell or other actions, and the thin skin on the grape popped up. Peeled off, revealing the crystal clear flesh. By the way, two grape seeds squeezed out of the pulp were also wrapped, and they fell into the fruit plate on the coffee table.

"Is it dangerous to be a Grand Arcana?" Zheng Qing suddenly thought of a challenge from a certain professor a few years ago, and said in horror: "Is it because Professor Trudeau asked me to duel? Can I abstain...or, can I Relinquish the title of the Major Arcana?"

That damn title doesn't seem to do much other than make him stand out and get him in a lot of trouble. The Order of Merlin has a hardened Summoning Charm on it, and it's a powerful talisman; You can get a scholarship of ten jade coins. These are real benefits.

Relatively speaking, the 'world' of the Greater Arcana is too 'bland'.

It is not difficult to understand why Zheng Qing is willing to give it up.

Hearing this, Su Shijun gave him a blank look: "It's so fresh...so naive. You don't need to worry about Trudeau, he is not troublesome, he just drank a few cups of cat urine and his brain short-circuited. The school has already stopped it for you. His unethical demands."

Zheng Qing suddenly felt the haze covering his heart dissipate a little.

This incident was like a small thorn in his heart, and he would think of it from time to time when he returned home during the Chinese New Year. Every time he thought of it, he would feel sad. The sorcerer hanged up and beat him, making him scream and scream, and a large group of onlookers beside him laughed.

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"It's not him, so what's the danger!" Zheng Qing's tone became much lighter after the pressure in his heart went away: "Or, the school requires the Grand Arcana to submit a thesis every year? Then I will definitely not be able to complete it."

The witch pinched the grape pulp with her fingertips, pondered for a moment, and seemed to have finally made up her mind.

"This question is a bit complicated... Let me start from the very beginning." Su Shijun looked at Zheng Qing quietly: "Do you still remember when I explained Poseidon's life experience to you?"

The young public fee student suddenly felt that there were many small thorns or stones on the chair, which made him uncomfortable from left to right, so he couldn't help but twisted his body, and said 'um' in a strong nasal voice: "I remember you said, Bo Saidon is the witch fetus that you abandoned part of your blood and condensed, right?"

Su Shijun nodded.

"I also said that when you met me, I was fully prepared, only a little short of 'seed'." When the witch discussed this topic, there was no embarrassment on her face, but she looked abnormal Seriously, but it still can't completely quiet Zheng Qing's messy mind.

"Yes, that's right." He echoed softly.

In fact, from the very beginning, the last time the two of them discussed this issue, he really wanted to ask Miss Su, what happened to the so-called 'seed'.

But this question is really difficult to ask.

"I think you've always wanted to know what happened to the 'seeds' I got from you, right?" Even though Su Shijun's state of mind was stable, but she repeatedly mentioned such details, a hint of sadness appeared on her face involuntarily. flush.

Zheng Qing focused his eyes on a peeled pomegranate on the table, nodded his head undetectably, and then quickly returned to its original state.

"That'seed' is a wisp of 'breath' from your body," Su Shijun's answer made Zheng Qing feel relieved, but for some reason, he felt a vague and indescribable sense of regret.

In order to get rid of this strange feeling, he raised his arm, exaggeratedly sniffed the smell on his body, and said to Su Shijun with a smile: "The breath on my body still has this effect? ​​How about those little elves who live with me?" Not very dangerous!"

This joke was a bit vulgar, and the young public finance student immediately regretted it before he finished speaking.