Monster Hunting High School

"Social dances have a strong purpose. The Yuexia clan are not fools. They hold extravagant Yuexia balls not just to bring everyone together to commemorate the birthday of an old wizard thousands of years ago."

"Especially at First University."

"As the students have reached adulthood, the advantages of bloodline have gradually emerged, and marriage between male and female wizards has become the primary goal of all Alpha students to participate in similar dances. This is not only their choice, but also a requirement of their bloodline."

Jiang Yu slowly cut a small piece of steak. Her voice was low, but she clearly explained her understanding of the Moonlight Dance to the wizard sitting opposite:

"...Compared to those mixed dances outside the school, the moonlit dance held at First University has a lower limit above the benchmark because the most popular candidates are ordinary students of First University."

She drew a line in mid-air with a silver knife:

"This benchmark is the 'registered wizard'. The lowest level for any graduate of the First University is also the registered level. It is far higher than the level of most wizards in the alliance."

"Wizards of ordinary blood are ambitious and want to achieve greater achievements, while wizards of noble blood can condescendingly choose a spouse that best meets the family's requirements...and those whose qualifications and blood are neither above nor below, shouldering the future and hopes of the family, can only In such dances, they have the opportunity to make ‘friends’ that they may never be able to make under normal circumstances.”

Su Shijun never told Zheng Qing about these background and obscure things.

The young public-funded student carefully handled the food on his plate and nodded repeatedly, indicating that he had gained a lot.

In view of his special status, the two of them did not go to the pedestrian street for this lunch, but had it in the chief student lounge provided by Liu Feifei.

Jiang Yu also arranged for a personal chef, a snail girl who belonged to the Jiang family in Zhongshan, to help prepare several side dishes.

This made Zheng Qing feel very uncomfortable.

Especially when the witch mentioned the word 'ambitious', he couldn't help but think of the wording in a report in the Beta Town Post some time ago. He became more and more frightened, and even breathed a lot lighter.

This feeling is like a running hedgehog crawling under the buttocks, making the person restless.

"wrong!"

The witch's slightly abrupt voice interrupted the boy's restlessness. Her eyes fell on his dinner plate and reminded her seriously: "I used the wrong fork. If you can't remember, use the fork with the most teeth to eat barbecue." Eat fruit with the fork with the fewest teeth.”

Zheng Qing lowered his head and realized that he had stabbed the veal steak in front of him with a three-pronged fork.

"Ah, oh... I just think it's lighter."

The young public-funded student tried hard to recall all the knowledge that had been crammed into his mind in the past few days. His eyes quickly drifted to the row of seemingly indistinguishable forks on the silver-white bone china plate next to him - except for the difference in size and length, there were two The difference between teeth, three teeth, and four teeth - he suddenly felt blessed, and a hint of enlightenment appeared on his face: "That's right! When I bought a fruit plate on the street, the plastic fork that was given as a gift had two teeth!"

The witch nodded reluctantly.

"And your table spoons, the big one for soup, the small one for desserts; the bread plate is smaller and placed in front of the left side of the main plate; the amber light wine glass is placed in front of the right side of the main plate... Silver is generally not seen in moonlight gatherings. Most of the tableware is made of brass or porcelain. If it is porcelain, be careful to handle it carefully. If you accidentally crush the porcelain, you will be secretly laughed at as a rude fishman... Also, you need to use it when eating different foods. Different cutlery…”

As she spoke, she skillfully used a three-pronged fork to poke a small piece of fried fish, then used a two-pronged fork to poke a cherry tomato, then used a knife with a flat and rounded tip to cut a small piece of butter, and used The other knife with a spoon-like handle was used to scoop out the bread and spread it on the bread; he used a slightly shorter and slender knife to cut some salad and put it on the bread. He also used the longest knife with a four-pronged fork to cut himself some Small steak.

The whole process was extremely smooth. Eating, talking, and the movements of the hands did not interfere with each other. They flowed smoothly, as if a highly skilled pianist was playing a beautiful piece of music. The young public-funded student was dazzled by the sight, and made more and more mistakes with his hands.

The witch caught a glimpse of his stiff movements, sighed suddenly, and shook her head slightly.

"Anyway,"

She put down the knife and fork in her hand, and her tone was a little calmer: "According to the basic principles of classical etiquette of old-school wizards, when everything is undecided, use a fork. Because a fork is not as violent as a knife, nor is it as childish as a spoon. Relatively speaking, it seems Most polite...so hold on to your four-tine fork, you can’t go wrong.”

Zheng Qing breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and remembered these words firmly.

“Apart from the four-tine fork, the last thing you can’t do wrong is the posture.”

The witch straightened her body, raised her chin slightly, and used her eyes to signal the boy to sit up straighter: "Even if you sit down, you must maintain a straight posture. Your arms cannot be placed on the table, your body cannot touch the table, and your eyes cannot be rude and stare at someone. There are guests, but you can’t be distracted and lively... In short, you can sit down no matter how tired you are... If you feel very comfortable at a certain moment, then you must have slacked off in a certain way... For beginners, this kind of party It’s just execution and you have to accept the punishment with a smile.”

Zheng Qing sighed heavily, put down the fork in his hand, and wiped his mouth.

"I wish I were a witch."

He muttered, feeling a bit self-defeating: "I heard that the crinoline skirts worn by witches can help maintain the posture when sitting down, which will definitely make it a lot easier..."

In fact, he had some experience with this - after the school hunting party, Su Shijun's Pandora's box as a reward for forgiveness contained a female doll, which was unfortunately drawn by Zheng Qing. He was wearing that wide skirt at the time. Swaggering through half of the universities.

Apparently, Jiang Yu also recalled this interesting incident and couldn't help but chuckle. He immediately stopped smiling and kept a straight face.

"Not all witches wear Krinolin skirts. In fact, except for the ghost tribe, there are very few living witches who wear that kind of torture instrument."

She first corrected the boys' misunderstanding, and then added: "Even if you wear a crenolin skirt, you should first understand the power of the corset when dining... First of all, you must be able to wear a corset. Keep breathing. Secondly, many witches will squeeze their waists to the size of an apple. Finally, you can imagine whether you can eat an apple while breathing in small breaths. "

Absolutely not.

Zheng Qing recalled his past 'experience' and shook his head with deep emotion.