Just one day later, the Shanglinyuan dance party on Saturday night became a little blurred in Zheng Qing's impression.
He didn't remember dancing with a few witches that night, nor did he know when Jiang Yu came to the dance floor to take him away, nor was he even sure if he finally agreed to Michael Taport's request that day to help them persuade Dylan to accept his zombie bride.
What impressed Zheng Qing the most was the slender light threads on the ceiling, wandering like a dragon, sprinkling hazy and gorgeous brilliance.
The glory was still flashing in front of his eyes until he sat on Maolong's back.
Of course, it may also be because he happened to be at night when he returned, with a brilliant starlight above his head. When the Maolong was speeding among the clouds, the starlight was pulled out with slender light, just like the light wire under the ceiling that night.
"Wake up, it's time to come back to your senses!"
Jiang Yu reached out and grabbed Zheng Qing two times, as if he wanted to catch his lost soul back, but said angrily: "Are you still thinking about dancing with those beautiful girls last night? Don't be so reluctant. If you miss it, I can take you around at the end of the year-end Winter Snatch at Badmington!"
Zheng Qing subconsciously shivered and shook his head hard.
"Didn't you let me dance with them? My legs were so weak!"
He tried hard to look annoyed and aggrieved. At this time, he could no longer fool him by swallowing his breath. He had to take the lead in occupying the moral high ground and gain greater living space for himself through rebuttal.
Sure enough, after hearing the boy's remarks, Jiang Yu's face rarely appeared in a hint of cramping.
"Do you need to press it for you?"
She glanced at Zheng Qing's legs and suggested in a low voice: "Or go to the school hospital for physical therapy after returning to school? The pain caused by this fatigue is not suitable for magic, so it is best to let it heal naturally."
Zheng Qing was quite moved by the witch's previous proposal.
But he knows how to stop when he sees good, and now is not the time to take advantage.
"Well, I won't be able to go to the school hospital." The witch pretended to be bent and stretched her legs, pretending to be pondering: "It's just a little sore, so it should be fine to rest... When you are watching the hunting art exhibition in the afternoon, what are you going to tell me?"
He quietly turned the topic elsewhere.
On the second day of the spring hunt, the young wizards mainly participated in various concerts, art hunting exhibitions, and hunting skills seminars. What Zheng Qing mentioned was a small episode when Jiang Yu accompanied him to participate in Mrs. Mesterley's collection exhibition in the afternoon.
"oh!"
Jiang Yu raised his hand and held his forehead, then unbuttoned his handbag, poured out a large pile of jade coins, and in a moment a hill was piled up, flashing charming colors under the starlight.
The jingling sound of jade fighting was very far away in the night. Big Mao, who was originally rushing to the road, couldn't help but turn around, staring at a pair of watery big eyes, looking at the pile of jade coins that were poured on its back, salivating at the corners of his mouth and illuminating his eyes.
"Stop watching! It has nothing to do with you... hurry on the road honestly!"
The witch waved her hand to drive away the silly Mao Long, then sat upright in front of Zheng Qing, splitting the pile of jade coins into two, half in front of him, and half to Zheng Qing: "At that time, I wanted to talk to you about the income sharing, but when Betassi interrupted, I forgot... Oh, these are the income you danced with last night... As your agent and salesperson, I can't charge half of the fee. Now, two more, these are mine, those are yours. Well, some of the customers paid for gems, herbs, magic materials and other non-equivalent items, and I'll exchange them for you to get jade coins."
The jade coins she transferred to Zheng Qing were about 150, which was not much compared to Zheng Qing's monthly reselling of "arms" but it was very much for most ordinary college students. You should know that as a public student in the first university, the annual scholarship was only ten jade coins.
Zheng Qing stared at the jade coins in front of him blankly, and did not come back to his senses for a moment.
After a while, he tentatively asked, "...the benefits of accompanying the dance?"
He just learned that he was having paid escort last night, and his mood was quite complicated for a while. In particular, the witch also used professional words such as "customer" and "agent", which made him feel even more amused and crying.
"Um."
Jiang Yu seemed to realize that this matter was a bit subtle, avoided the boy's gaze, nodded in a very small amplitude, and explained in a low voice: "Actually, I refused at the beginning, but Vivian gave me very generous conditions, and what she said made sense... You would have been under a lot of pressure when you came to Linyuan... But if you danced with many witches, the one in Qingqiu Mansion would not be easy to cause trouble for you."
Zheng Qing didn't know whether his expression was moved or helpless.
But he knew it must be very complicated.
"Thanks for your hard work."
The boy picked up a jade coin, felt the warmth above, and sighed. The hardship he mentioned was not the hardship of the witch, but the hardship of her restraining her emotions.
There is no doubt that watching him dance with witches after witch, she must have been in a less wonderful mood.
"It's of course very hard to make money... but who doesn't like the jade coins?"
Jiang Yu raised two jade coins and knocked them in his ear, with a playful smile on his face, and stopped. She seemed to remember something, and then reached out and handed out nearly half of them from her pile to Zheng Qing: "I almost forgot... these are the money for Dongdong to buy gifts! I originally planned to pick one or two pairs of Mrs. Mesterley's collection at the afternoon hunting exhibition, but after reading it, there was nothing suitable for children. So, you should choose it for her."
"No, I have money." Zheng Qing tried to push the small pile of jade coins back.
The witch held his arm and stared at him, speaking slowly, "Your money is your money, my money is my money. The gift you give to Dongdong is your gift, and the gift I give to Dongdong is my gift."
Zheng Qingfu finally got to his mind and said, "Oh...what gift do you think is better to give Dongdong? I mean, we can give one together."
Jiang Yu's mouth showed an inconspicuous smile.
"She definitely has no shortage of beautiful clothes or various magic books, nor is she jewelry or beautiful gems...and these gifts are a bit frivolous."
The witch thought about it, with a hint of distress on her face: "If we were older, we could give her an hourglass or a beautiful little rooster... Now at this age... Well, when I was five years old, my family gave me a small manor as a birthday gift. I think we can think from this perspective, how about buying a small shop for Dongdong in Beta Town? Three hundred jade coins can buy a good small property!"
Zheng Qing stared at her and realized the difference between herself and the wizards of aristocratic families again.