Fatty Xin seems to be interested in Senior Sister Linda, and everyone can vaguely feel it.
But many of the young witches who come to the Moonlight Ball are looking for a good family, and everyone at the venue knows this.
Therefore, after seeing the blonde witch, Zheng Qing couldn't help but mourn for the fat man for a few seconds.
"You never said that you were from the Alpha Academy," the young public-funded student said with a bright smile. He took the lead and stretched out his hand to the witch who was coming towards them: "It's really surprising."
Linda Barnes, who was wearing a white ceremonial robe, smiled slightly, took three of the boy's fingers and squeezed them gently, then immediately took them back. This attracted the disappointment of many prying eyes around her.
"The stubborn problem of First University lies in the various cliques."
She did not reveal her intention immediately - of course, her intention was fully expressed during the D&K anniversary, and Zheng Qing could guess it at this time - but followed the boy's lead and talked: "The school newspaper is the school newspaper after all.
Although the position is different from that of the Beta Town Post, no one stipulates that an Alpha person cannot serve as the editor-in-chief of the school newspaper.”
"So, the public opinion of the entire Phuket Island is under Alpha's control." Zheng Qing complained in a low voice: "Do you usually practice fighting each other?"
"This is a malicious speculation on the professional ethics of journalists." The witch blinked and replied happily, without any angry expression on her face.
Only then did Dylan find the opportunity to interrupt.
"So, do you want to leave your rune gun to me for safekeeping?" He poked the young public-sponsored student's back and traced a topic from a few minutes ago.
Zheng Qing shook his head decisively and resolutely rejected Mr. Vampire Werewolf's kindness: "Don't worry, I still have this little self-control. The worst I can do is get spit on my face..."
This naughty sentence made the blonde witch burst into laughter like a silver bell, attracting many sizing eyes, and making the boy secretly feel bad - he had no idea what was so funny about the sentence just now.
The next second.
Zheng Qing, who was about to walk out of the corridor, felt as if he had passed through a layer of gauze. He couldn't help but stop and looked back. The male and female witches and wizards who came from the corridor were in pairs, gentle and elegant, and as far as he could see, they
There is no 'gauze'.
At the same time, the surrounding temperature suddenly rose. The cold air outside the house disappeared at this moment, leaving only a warm feeling lingering around. Along with it, there was brisk and melodious music, and there was even a faint and beautiful sound coming from behind the hall.
The singing makes people feel relaxed and happy when they hear it.
"Did you feel the slightest obstruction just now?"
Linda Barnes raised the fan in her hand, covering half of her face, and looked at the young public-funded students with a smile - she seemed to have made up her mind to stay around the boys in order to realize her long-cherished wish to interview Su Shijun, so she was very active in playing a guiding role; and
At this time, Dylan's guy slipped away somewhere and disappeared without a trace without even saying hello. After receiving the curious look from the wizard, she fanned the ball in her hand with satisfaction and pointed upward:
"above!"
Zheng Qing looked up.
His eyes passed over the white walls and classical paintings all the way up. His vision suddenly rose up at a certain edge and fell into a huge arc-shaped dome like a sea of stars. The dome was majestic and there was no chandelier, but it seemed that
There are lights everywhere. Those lights are like candlelight, like starlight, like fluorescence, like the dark moon. They overlap and stack on each other, illuminating the center of the dome extremely brightly.
Maybe he noticed the wizard's gaze.
The scene like a sea of stars in the center of the dome slowly separates to both sides, like Moses standing in front of the Red Sea, and like the curtain of a historical drama slowly opening.
"The dome has opened again!"
"Who? Which big shot has arrived?"
"The last person to open the dome was Sir Friedman. I thought Congressman Su was the only one left..."
"It has something to do with Councilor Su, her dance partner, that so-and-so from Jiuyou."
"Oh, so and so."
There was a 'whisper' all around that was not afraid of being heard by a certain wizard. Zheng Qing's mind was filled with questions - when did he no longer deserve a name - but immediately, all the questions were abruptly eliminated by the picture behind the 'dome curtain'
Straight, it turned into an exclamation point.
Behind the dome, there is a huge "image of all living beings".
To describe it in more popular terms, it seems more appropriate to understand it as a classical group photo.
Hundreds of young witches and wizards in gorgeous attires mingled with each other in the portraits, chatting and laughing. Zheng Qing analyzed them carefully and saw many familiar faces - from Friedman to Matthew, from Linda to Dylan, and even
There is also Su Shijun. She occupies most of the portrait like a giant. Most of the time she looks up at the starry sky, with her back to the world under the dome. Young wizards gather around the hem of her skirt, looking very inconspicuous.
If she hadn't turned around and waved to the young public-funded student who had just raised his head, Zheng Qing might not have even realized that the tall, vague shadow was his dance partner.
Of course, as expected, her turning back - or bowing her head, 'favoring' would be more appropriate - triggered a subdued and surprised cheer in the hall, and more people then cast sharp glances at a certain wizard.
"As you can see."
Linda seemed to have noticed the heavy pressure coming from the surrounding eyes. She used the words of honor very carefully and smiled dryly: "The shadow of every guest attending the ball is engraved on the dome painting. If you don't mind, you can
You can also leave traces of your visit tonight..."
As everyone knows, Zheng Qing is particularly sensitive to the rhetoric of "leaving a shadow".
But considering the need to reduce the resistance of the young wizards present as much as possible, he reluctantly nodded.
Just as he nodded his head, the corridor he had just passed behind him suddenly moved, and a breeze came out. He turned around and saw a little light flying out of the corridor, as if being pulled by an invisible rope and thrown into the dome.
That little light was just an ink dot at first.
But soon, the drop of ink spread out countless fine lines, extending in all directions, expanding, and interweaving to outline the portrait of the young public student, which was lifelike. Even the pointed wizard hat and obsidian cufflinks he wore tonight were lifelike, just like
reality.
Zheng Qing watched the whole process with admiration and was about to comment on his portrait on the dome when he saw the 'giant Su Shijun' bending down slightly and stretching his hand towards his portrait.
Surprises and exclamations were heard all around.
Zheng Qing wanted to fall into the cracks in the ground where his toes were digging.
The witch's slender white fingers fell in front of the wizard. The wizard picked up a finger, kissed the fingertip gently, and then nimbly jumped into her open hand. She slowly lifted it and placed it on her shoulder.
Both of them turned their backs to the people under the dome and looked at the boundless starry sky.
Ps, I also planned to end the Moonlight Dance Party on Christmas Eve and end Christmas Day on Christmas Day... Sure enough, I thought too much. I didn’t know what to do_(:з ∠)_