"It is also a very powerful thing to be able to keep up with other people's rhythm... You know, in the entire Wizards League, not everyone can keep up with Senator Su's dance steps."
Betassi Black looked at Zheng Qing with great meaning.
The other witches also fell silent.
If the winner of the Merlin Gold Medal, the captain of the formally registered hunting team, the public-funded student of the First University and the on-the-job assistant coach, has already put on a gorgeous coat, then the name of Su Shijun's rumored husband is a luxury brand that makes this exquisite coat more expensive.
This luxury item, after a further display on the stage earlier, directly brought its value to the highest point of the entire Shanglinyuan Spring Shou, even Lei Zhe was a little inferior in front of it.
After all, Lei Zhe has it every year.
However, it is very rare to have a title of rumored partner of Congressman Su, the youngest assistant in the First University. Not to mention that this young wizard threw a thousand talismans on the stage of the show, his arrogant aura directly made the young wizards on the Crescent Lake stunned.
Originally, Su Shijun's name was pressed on it, so Zheng Qing would not have been coveted by these young witches.
But when Jiang Yu held his arm, the atmosphere in Shanglinyuan unknowingly changed subtly. In the words of an old man on Lishan, my girl is no worse than the Jiang family.
The monk can touch it, I can't touch it?
However, Zheng Qing is no longer an ignorant young man who broke into the magic world a year and a half ago. For him, there are too many things to worry about now - whether it is the pressure of graduation early, the seeds planted by crows in his body, the little green snake sleeping in his ears, the lost gentleman, etc., the urgency and importance of everything is far greater than the inexplicable topics at such social dances.
Not to mention that he is currently overwhelmed by the relationship between Jiang Yu and Su Shijun.
"It's too much, it's too much."
Zheng Qing tried hard to maintain a low-key and humble appearance, and moved her eyes away from Betasi and Vivian, looking at the end of the strip dining table, hoping that a certain witch would come back as soon as possible, and said absent-mindedly: "...I really can't dance, but Councillor Su was particularly tolerant and slowed down his dance steps appropriately."
Balash Sassan looked at him with a weird look.
It is a long time since I saw such a fresh and refined show-off. The word "tolerance" is also very subtle.
Perhaps I felt the urgency in the heart of the witch.
Jiang Yu's figure appeared at the end of the dining table.
However, at some point, several strange male witches appeared beside her, surrounding the witch with diligence. When he noticed Zheng Qing's gaze, Jiang Yu turned around, gently pulled the long hair that had fallen down his ears, and smiled at him, as if he wanted to relieve him.
But this smile disappeared immediately after she saw the young witches surrounding Zheng Qing.
She reassured him.
But he made her feel worried.
It is true that she dared to leave Zheng Qing alone to pick up the meal because she had enough confidence in herself. But the confidence and force were different. In the face of the same temptation, there was not necessarily a confidence of equal size and opposite directions.
Coincidentally, the one who is currently on the other end of the temptation is a guy with a criminal record, which is certainly uneasy.
Moreover, the witches surrounding that guy did not have a fuel-efficient lamp. Jessica and Betassi were not allowed to do so. The former was a famous coward in the circle, while the latter was asking for trouble for Vivian. Just the remaining guys, whether Vivian or Balash, were very outstanding and independent witches. Such people would never be as reserved as ordinary witches when they saw what they like.
"As appropriate modesty is virtue, and excessive modesty is dishonest."
Vivian chuckled, and reached out to take the wine glass handed by the elf. However, his arm suddenly changed direction halfway, landing lightly on Zheng Qing's shoulder, and taking the lead among the witches.
Zheng Qing suddenly felt two sharp arrows shooting from a distance.
"I'm not... dishonest."
He trembled slightly in his heart, smiled bitterly, and shook his shoulders unnaturally, as if he wanted to shake off the suddenly falling hand, but the latter cleverly grasped the rhythm of intimate behavior, and flicked his fingers a few times along the movement of Zheng Qing shaking his shoulders, as if he was helping him dust off the dust falling from his shoulders.
Then she successfully retracted her arm, took the fruit wine handed by the elf, raised it in the air, and clinked glasses with several other witches, as if celebrating her victory.
Betassi looked at the sly smile on the corner of the pink witch's mouth, curled his lips, and showed a hint of disdain - this little bitch was sneaky no matter what he did, and he didn't have the ability of a high-sect witch at all.
"There is no dishonesty, that is, Councillor Su knows that you are here for Lin Yuan today?" Betassi Black went straight and did not hide his purpose. He stretched out his hand to Zheng Qing: "Since Councillor Su doesn't mind, then you probably won't mind asking me to dance! It doesn't matter if you can't dance, I can also slow down my dance steps appropriately."
She bit the appropriate two words very seriously.
Zheng Qing felt a little overwhelmed by this step-by-step invitation.
In Jiang Yu's words, he came to Shanglinyuan to make friends, not to make enemies. But rejecting the dancing invitation of a witch from a noble family in public is definitely the worst of all ways to make enemies.
Bang.
Betasi's outstretched hand was intercepted by another white and tender little hand.
Vivian grabbed Anna Wintour's hand and put it on Betassi's hand, covered her mouth, and chuckled: "Others who can't dance should not force an invitation. If you really want to dance, I can lend my dance partner to you... Yes, Anna will definitely keep up with your dance steps."
Zheng Qing and the round-faced witch who was inexplicably pushed out were both confused.
However, Balash Sassanne and Louise Coty were enjoying it, and they almost applauded and praised it on the spot. Among all, perhaps only Jessica Nott did not understand what happened from beginning to end. She just lowered her head and felt the confrontation of energy that was looming around her.
Then Vivian turned his head to look at Zheng Qing, her big eyes flashing, and her whole body seemed to be emitting pink bubbles: "At the same time, if you really can't dance, I can teach you! Xiao Yuyu knows that my teaching ability is one of the best in the whole circle..."
"Is that true? Why don't I know?"
A slightly cold voice sounded behind the pink witch, causing the smiles on the faces of all the witches present to fade away, and also made Zheng Qing breathe a sigh of relief.
He turned his head with joy, and then Jiang Yu's gaze poked seventeen or eighteen large holes from head to toe.
He was so scared that he immediately copied his hand and stood aside with a stern regret that he could not get out of the spot.
Ps, these pictures are particularly hard to write. After all, it is not easy to expand the content of hunting. The previous volumes have already written a lot of hunting in the traditional sense. So this time, the theme of the Spring Hunting in Shanglinyuan will try to innovate - including the identity of hunters and prey, hunting methods and techniques, etc., and I find it very difficult to write it_(:з」∠)_If you follow the normal process, the previous chapter has entered the most intense part of the entire spring hunt. I personally feel that the information density is extremely high... But perhaps it is because I stuffed too much in one breath, which has weakened the sense of conflict┓(`)┏The ability is limited, just let me ~