He dealt with two waves of "attacks" in a short period of time, which made Jiang Yu feel a little tired.
“I need to find a refreshing drink.”
She walked slowly around the dance floor with the male witch in her arms. She did not rush to dance, but pointed to the male witches gathered under the wall on the other side: "You can go there and wait for me, and chat with them for a while..."
Zheng Qing looked in the direction of the witch's finger.
"I don't seem to know them," he muttered, with a slightly hesitant expression - although he had participated in many social activities in the First University, he was with his friends he knew and had never had the experience of rushing into a group of strangers alone to chat.
This made him inexplicably see a strange scene of a duck breaking into the turkey flock and making noise.
Of course, the more important reason why he hesitated was that he was Su Shijun's rumored husband, but today he came to Shanglinyuan with another witch. In my impression, Congressman Su was very popular among young witches in the wizard family. Zheng Qing was very worried that he would take the initiative to come over and be regarded as a dissolute man or cheater, and be beaten by some emotional witches.
But he really couldn't explain the reason behind it to the witch.
"Just just smile at someone you don't know... It's right."
Jiang Yu seemed to have not seen the boy's face, patted his arm with encouragement, as if he remembered something, and took out a stack of small cards from his pocket: "Well, if you really don't have confidence, you can take a look at this first..."
Zheng Qing took it and flipped it briefly. It seemed to be a stack of business cards. Each card recorded the name, clan, portrait, specialties, hobbies, taboos and main interpersonal relationships of a young wizard. This stack of cards, Zheng Qing believes that any broker in Wandering Bar is willing to spend a lot of money to buy.
"... Many of the young wizards who participated in the spring hunt in Shanglinyuan are outside the school, and you may not be familiar with them. These business cards can help you integrate into them as quickly as possible."
The witch briefly explained the function of this stack of cards, and at the same time emphasized the tone: "In occasions like Shanglin Yuan Chunshou, every hunter present at the meeting is worthy of your recognition... You will graduate from the first university in a few months, and you can't ignore anything like you do in school..."
This tone is like a nagging parent.
Zheng Qing smiled dryly, shook her head, shook off the strange thoughts in her mind, looked through the small cards, and suddenly found a strange thing: "...Why are there only information about male witches in these business cards?"
As soon as he said that, he knew it would be bad.
really.
The witch narrowed her eyes and looked him up and down, with a rare sarcastic feeling in her tone: "Ha...what else do you want to know?"
She made the word "return" very seriously.
The young public student was like a frightened quail, shrinking his neck and shaking his head to the rattle.
Jiang Yu glared at him angrily and poked his chest.
Zheng Qing thought she wanted to warn herself.
However, the witch changed her mind and reminded: "I remember you have a gold Merlin Medal? Wear it now... and wear it here. The circle of male witches is different from that of witches. A gold Merlin Medal can give you the respect of all boys... at least you won't be beaten as soon as you meet... Well, wear the Academy badge, and it will help you 'actively screen' your chat partner."
"Is there any magic on the college badge?" Zheng Qing took out the round square hole of Jiuyou Academy, which was like a copper coin but crystal clear badge, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.
The witch sighed heavily.
“Not.”
She helped him adjust the position of the badge and patted his chest heavily: "But after seeing the badge of Jiuyou Academy, the wizard who doesn't like Jiuyou will pretend not to see you... This is good for everyone."
...
...
Jiang Yu said nothing wrong.
As it turns out, Jiuyou Academy’s badge screening ability is amazing.
Of course, perhaps this is also related to the identities of the young wizards who participated in the spring hunt in Shanglin Yuan - most of them come from wizard families of all sizes. As we all know, the college with the most children of aristocratic families in the first university is Alpha Academy, and the relationship between Jiu Ren and Alpha people has never been very wonderful.
In short, when Zheng Qing plucked up the courage to squeeze into the male wizard group with two badges, many people first showed a hint of praise when they saw his Merlin medal, and then they immediately restrained their appreciation after seeing another Jiuyou Academy badge, and turned their heads stiffly, as if they saw a cloud of air.
Zheng Qing suspected that many of them had recognized him, but because of the difficult environment around him, he deliberately neglected to show his dissatisfaction.
Similar to him.
Every male witch on the dance floor wore badges on her chest, but Zheng Qing didn't recognize most of them. She could only vaguely guess that a large part of those badges belonged to family badges, with clan emblems of different families engraved on them.
In contrast, his gold Merlin medal looks particularly outstanding.
"It's pretty, isn't it?"
When Zheng Qing heard this mindless word in his ear, he was standing under the skull of the beheaded Changbai Mountain, absent-minded, listening to a young hunter who didn't know constantly taught the hunting experience in the forest and wandering around the sky.
"What?"
Zheng Qing turned around in shock. At some point, a tall witch appeared beside her. She had curly hair, green eyes, and her skin was healthy bronze. Her face looked familiar, but Zheng Qing believed that she would definitely not recognize her.
"It's very beautiful, isn't it?" The tall witch raised the fruit wine in her hand and clinked with Zheng Qing's wine glass. Zheng Qing noticed the thick joints and thick hair on his fingers.
Zheng Qing thought he was talking about his Merlin gold medal.
"Oh, it's just luck."
It was rare for someone to praise him. Zheng Qing immediately cheered up and repeated the story he repeated many times a few weeks ago: "... At that time, everyone was trapped in Watre's black magic barrier. Only I was lucky and could move... It just so happened that Watre had been seriously injured by several great wizards in the school... So, after all, I just got a big bargain..."
The tall witch nodded repeatedly with a serious expression.
It was not until Zheng Qing shut up that he pointed to the fire dragon skull hanging on the wall above.
"I mean that thing is pretty."
He corrected it, and then noticed the embarrassment on Zheng Qing's face, and immediately added: "Of course, this Merlin Medal is not something that can be described as beautiful. It is simply amazing."
"Thank you." Zheng Qing said thank you very much.
"Sorry, I didn't make it clear before." The witch grabbed Zheng Qing's hand and shook it, introducing herself: "Michael Taport...I heard Dylan mention you... He is my cousin."