But Lao Yao chose a high-profile and loud method, like cracking a whip. Miraculously, Zheng Qing could hear a bit of teasing in that crisp voice.
He rarely showed a trace of embarrassment and glanced at the witch secretly.
After the professor's projection disappeared, Jiang Yu quickly cleared the books on the table, took out delicate small plates one by one from the small bag, and placed them neatly on their desks.
"This is……"
The wizard, who was holding the black jade and trying to transform it, noticed this scene and was a little dazed. In the blink of an eye, the large desk between the two of them was already filled to the brim. The white jade kitten raised its tail and nimbly shuttled between them.
Between the dishes, I sniffed left and right, with a satisfied look on my face.
"Oh, a simple afternoon tea."
The witch clasped her hands and replied happily: "Studying is too hard and can easily lead to hypoglycemia. And since the professor is not here, it's just the two of us...can we be a little more free and not so restrained...can we have some?"
Zheng Qing received intensive training from Qingqiu Mansion.
Although he didn't recognize many of the 'tea breaks' that the witch brought out, he only recognized a few - such as the Italian appetizer bruschette (Buchetta); thin slices of meat that seemed to be Carpaccio (Carpaccio) or Sassimi
, Zheng Qing had reason to suspect that it was dragon meat; and honeydew melon wrapped in thin ham meat, etc. - just looking at the exquisiteness of these dishes, they had nothing to do with the word 'simple', which made him feel...
An astonishing feeling.
Is this afternoon tea for rich families?
"...What do you want?" The witch looked at him again.
Zheng Qing hesitated for a few seconds, raised his hand over the plate of buchetta piled with tomatoes, cheese and black caviar, and pointed at the simplest plate of bread in the corner——
"That one."
He glanced outside the classroom nervously. It was fine, no one was there.
Jiang Yu replaced the white porcelain plate in the corner in front of the boy.
"What is this? A sandwich?"
Zheng Qing picked up a piece of pastry from the plate and stuffed it into his mouth. The sweet and sour sauce made his eyes light up, as if he had tasted the brewing sunshine: "What kind of jam is this?"
He couldn't wait to ask.
The witch's eyebrows are curved.
"Orange and strawberry jam." She turned the plate carefully and pushed another piece of pastry on the plate to the wizard: "It tastes really good. I heard that wizards like it very much."
Zheng Qing turned his face sideways and coughed violently, hoping very much that this was an April Fool's Day joke - when he went to see Su Shijun on Tuesday, he had 'synesthetically' experienced this jam in her office.
The problem is, at that time, when he was just looking at the sun, his cheeks and lips, a few thoughts flashed through his heart. There was no reason for someone to peek into his thoughts at that time.
But if it is a coincidence, then this coincidence is too exquisite, so exquisite that it seems like someone used a small carving knife to figure it out bit by bit.
"Why would you... This kind of jam is rare." He considered it, carefully looking at the witch's face from the corner of his eyes, always feeling like someone was reading her mind.
"It was sent by an elder in the family."
Jiang Yu's tone was brisk and she didn't notice the boy's nervous look at all: "That's the elder who talked to me about Senior Colma's current situation... How is it? It tastes good, doesn't it?"
The witch held the small and exquisite tea cup, blew on it, looked at the sparkling water in the cup with her eyelids lowered, and naturally brought the topic back to the 'little question' before class: "...I see you
I’m wearing a new string of haha beads. Where did I buy them? They look very good.”
Zheng Qing, who had just stuffed a pecan into his mouth, froze in mid-air with his raised hand.
He first glanced at his wrist - it was empty, without any ornaments. Before class, just in case, he had taken off the new string of beads - and then he carefully glanced at his eyelids that were still hanging down.
The girl's brain began to spin crazily as she took a sip.
There is no doubt that since such a question was asked, it means that Jiang Yu must have seen the string of beads he was wearing before, and may have even observed them carefully when he was not paying attention.
It makes no difference to Zheng Qing whether she saw the string of beads in the magic literature class on Tuesday afternoon, or only noticed it in the potion class on Thursday morning, or whether Li Meng's little tongue said something random.
Because both of Zheng Qing's hands were in the open at this moment, he couldn't find a chance even if he tried to calculate.
The single most reliable option is 'honesty'.
"I didn't buy it."
The young teaching assistant conscientiously took out the new string of beads from the depths of the gray cloth bag, held it in both hands, handed it to the witch, and simply explained: "After the incident on the Forbidden Day, the Two-Dimensional Evolution Laboratory came to me to understand the situation.
Knowing that my string of haha beads was ruined, I gave me a new one for temporary self-defense..."
Even if it is the truth, narrative skills must be paid attention to.
The witch put down the teacup without comment, took the string of beads from Zheng Qing, looked at the crystal clear jade beads on it, and nodded slightly: "No wonder it looks so familiar... I saw Sister Su wearing it before.
.”
Zheng Qing felt a layer of white sweat coming out of his back.
"...Better than the string I gave you." She stroked one of the jade beads and gave a very impressive evaluation: "I just held it in my hand for a short while, and I felt that it was not only refreshing but also calming.
, still helping me sort out the magic power...Have you tested its combat power? It should be very powerful."
"After a simple test, each one is almost equivalent to a registered wizard-level monster." Zheng Qing pinched a pine nut unnaturally, pried open its shell, wiped off the thin layer of oily skin outside the pine nut, and then added
Said: "...Well, this bead is different from yours. What it creates is not alchemy dolls, but alchemy foxes."
"One, two, three..."
Jiang Yu twisted them one by one, and finally praised: "There are nine beads in total, which is equivalent to nine registered wizard-level helpers. She is indeed the eldest lady of the Qingqiu family."
Zheng Qing must pretend not to have heard this.
It's just that sometimes, you can pretend not to hear, but you can't pretend not to see.
When the string of beads was returned by Jiang Yu, what also fell into Zheng Qing's hand was a furry knot-like thing, squirming in his hand, vividly like a little dragon.
"This is..." He looked at the witch in shock.
"It's a gadget made from the down under the big hairy jaw," Jiang Yu didn't give Zheng Qing a chance to refuse: "After injecting magic power, it can transform into a small Zhongshan hairy dragon, which is a good transportation tool... I also have one
.”
She showed her other wrist, revealing a braided knot that was almost identical to Zheng Qing's, except that one had horns and the other had no horns.