Su Shijun sat in the main seat and flipped through the newspapers she had just delivered in the morning, carefully reading the accident that happened at the celebration dinner after she left last night.
"Ji, Jiji..."
Poseidon sat on the side of the newspaper, complaining endlessly to the witch in the main seat, from the bad weather today, to the nightmare she had a nightmare last night, to the fact that a flower sperm just flew past the window, almost every sentence was not repeated.
In theory, speaking at the dining table is not very consistent.
But one thing is before breakfast, and the tutor who was responsible for etiquette was not present, and there were no outsiders. The three things in the newspaper in front of us attracted most of the attention of the witch, so the owner of Qingqiu Mansion just pretended that there was a sparrow in his ears and turned a deaf ear to the little fox's chatter.
In the early morning of winter, the sun was not yet fully rising, and the cold white light fell on the maroon tables and chairs through the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, forming a narrow and narrow light belt that gradually opened. The big witch and the little fox sitting in the light belt looked like two jades nestled together, clear and clear, emitting soft colors.
When Zheng Qing walked into the restaurant, he saw such a harmonious picture.
"Feel sorry……"
He had just said two words, and then he saw a white light jumping from the other end of the dining table to the top of the dining table, like a ball hitting into his arms, interrupting the words behind him.
"Jijijijiji..."
The little fox shook his tail happily and couldn't wait to show off to the boy that he had mastered several spells, learned several magic herbs, and learned how many runes he had matched. At the same time, he did not forget to complain that someone was too strict with him, that he hadn't gone to the pet garden to play with Jiu Lama and others for a long time, etc.
Su Shijun put down the newspaper in her hand and took a look here.
Zheng Qing quickly put the "hair ball" in his arms back to the dining table, and at the same time, he pinched her ear quietly, indicating that someone was looking at her. The little fox hummed and calmed down listlessly.
"I didn't see you for morning class today." Su Shijun signaled Zheng Qing to sit closer, and at the same time picked up a slender silver hammer and knocked on the copper bell placed on the corner of the table.
bite!
Accompanied by the crisp ringtone, an oval porcelain plate suddenly appeared in front of Zheng Qing, with a silver dining plate cover on the plate. A fox maid walked to him quietly, placed a cup of green drink next to the porcelain plate, and took away the silver dining plate cover, then bowed slightly and retreated.
Zheng Qing's first feeling was that there were too many links in this process that could be omitted with magic, but he was very wise and did not discuss this topic with Su Shijun.
"I slept a little late yesterday, so I got up a little late this morning." He answered the witch's words vaguely, without mentioning that it was because of the books he saw in the study last night that made him think about it for a long time, which caused insomnia.
"Because of that dinner yesterday?" The witch pointed to the newspaper on the table. Zheng Qing blinked, took the newspaper, scanned the content on it, and realized what she meant.
"Um... Yes, it's almost the same." The witch agreed vaguely, picked up the green drink in front of her, took a sip, and glanced at the contents of the newspaper in one eye.
Although it looks a bit weird, the taste of this drink is not as bland as it looks, with a sweet grassy taste and a very smooth texture.
"Why didn't I tell me about this last night?" Su Shijun held a knife and fork and gracefully cut the fried egg and toast in front of her, and looked up at Boseidong sitting on the other side of Zheng Qing.
The little fox sat on the table in a proper manner, with a white napkin tied by the maid on her neck, and the hanging white cotton cloth firmly covered her fluffy tail under her claws, looking like a lady.
"Last night... I was a little confused at night, so..." Zheng Qing carefully used the words - what he said was not completely lies, because the stack of books he saw in Su Shijun's study last night did make his mind go into chaos for a while - but at this moment, according to the words of the witch, he was a little confused because of an accident at the dinner party.
After a moment, Zheng Qing put down the newspaper and frowned.
The newspapers have a lot of content about yesterday's events, from the news of the death of the Black Wizard to the details and destruction of the crow organization; from the achievements of the various hunting teams participating in the hunting to the personal resumes of the main hunters; from the sincere cooperation between the Three-Box Sword and the First University, to the huge role of the school's guardian array, etc., almost everything is included.
Only when it comes to the banquet that night and a "small episode" at the banquet, there are only a few hundred words. If it were not for the party involved, it would be easy to ignore this detail.
"They would rather use a lot of space to describe the evil deeds of the dark wizard Watley and how large the illegal laboratory set up by the crows were, than to write an extra sentence in the attack on the dinner party..." Zheng Qing poked the fried egg directly with a fork, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it viciously.
"You said a bean was drilling into your body?"
"It's true!" Zheng Qing looked at the witch seriously. In order to enhance his persuasion, he took out a golden bean from the gray cloth bag and gestured: "The bean is probably so big, it's of brass... We have seen it when we were chasing crows..."
“Didn’t you go to the school hospital?”
"I've been there, but the therapists can't find it..."
"Touch your hand and I'll see." The witch ordered in an unquestionable voice.
Zheng Qing didn't think Su Shijun's skills were more sophisticated than those of the great wizards or professional therapists at the dinner party, but he still honestly stretched out his hand and let the witch's white fingers rest on his wrist.
The sunlight outside the window fell on her shoulders and the ends of her hair, making the already dazzling witch more and more eye-catching. For some reason, Zheng Qing suddenly felt that the sunlight was like a group of furry bees. He had just discovered a blooming flowerbed, buzzing and falling on the blooming flowers, and a sweet smell was brewing in the air.
"Well... do you think I want Xin Pang'er to write an article to remind everyone that the crow has not been caught yet?" Zheng Qing forced himself to move his eyes away and tried to make his brain turn.
“Not very good.”
The witch squinted her eyes and carefully captured the subtle magical changes in Zheng Qing's body. She said meaningfully: "With the porcelain in her hand, there is no way to punch a fierce punch. For the school, reputation, face, etc. are those precious porcelains. Do people hide from them because they are scary? No, it's just because they are dirty. Things related to the black wizard are very dirty... It's easy to get fishy, and you can avoid them if you can. Since your mission has been over, you can stay away from it early and you will never be wrong."