Blue elves in costumes were flying around above the heads of the young wizards carrying huge open bottles.
The bottles are filled with colorful juices and drinks.
Compared with the common green elves on the market, these little blue guys are obviously stronger and smarter. They make cheerful noises and refill the empty burgundy cup in the hands of every young wizard.
It also deftly made beautiful arcs to avoid the greedy prying eyes of some light bugs.
For those bugs who like high-energy juice, juice is really an unparalleled enjoyment.
"Sorry, I don't need it at the moment, thank you!" Zheng Qing squeezed into the crowd while avoiding the warm reception of a blue elf in embarrassment.
Maybe it's because he has been blessed by the elves, or maybe it's just because a certain blue elf has a stronger sense of responsibility and mission.
She seemed to feel that it was a huge mistake for a young wizard to be empty-handed during this feast. So she held the jar in one hand and the slender stem of the glass in the other, trying hard to stuff the goblet into Zheng Qing's chest.
in hand.
Poseidon seemed to be very interested in the brightly colored juice in the jar. He raised his two front paws in Zheng Qing's arms, stuck out his pink tongue, and kept squeaking. Of course, maybe it
What is more interesting are the few fireflies flying around the jar.
After biting a few light bugs in a certain witch's office, the little fox regarded these juicy little bugs with different flavors as new snacks. So much so that Zhan Yuchen, the guard of the petting zoo, complained to the young public-funded student again and again.
, Complaints about a certain little fox harming the school's "public lighting facilities" have been growing rapidly recently.
Therefore, Zheng Qing tightened his arms holding the little fox, lest this daring little guy cause any trouble at today's dance.
And the young public-sponsored student obviously has no intention of drinking at the moment. However, it is difficult for him to make any rough expulsion against such an enthusiastic elf. It happened that the remarks of several old students next to him aroused his interest, so Zheng Qing
He apologized to the elf, hugged the little fox and squeezed into the crowd of onlookers, trying to gently stop the elf through the crowd.
The surging crowd really dampened the elf's enthusiasm.
As Zheng Qingsong sighed, he found that he had involuntarily squeezed into the depths of the crowd. He glanced behind him hesitantly. Apart from the colorful robes, there was no gap in sight.
So he simply hugged the little fox and continued to squeeze deeper into the crowd.
At the same time, the voices of other wizards discussing nearby also floated into his ears.
"... Long straight black hairstyle, soft and shiny, but it doesn't look greasy. Instead, it gives people a very clean feeling... I really want to know how she takes care of her hair!" A high-pitched female voice said.
Not far away, someone commented: "And her skin looks very good, shiny and smooth, like new porcelain... Even I want to touch it!"
There was a burst of laughter next to him.
Especially the wizards, their smiles were even more exaggerated.
"Her eyes are also very beautiful!" Beside Zheng Qing, the other two wizards were whispering in a low voice: "The eyes are very big, and although their expressions are a little unfocused, they are becoming more and more charming..."
"It seems that she is used to wearing glasses on weekdays... Gee, I feel like I can even imagine her noble temperament after wearing glasses!"
"The clothes she chose today are also very suitable!" Another voice said: "The fluffy purple tassels make her tall figure more symmetrical, especially the wide belt... the finishing touch!"
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Zheng Qing couldn't help but tilt his head slightly and glanced at the wizards who were talking.
They were several wizards wearing black attire. The three golden thin lines embroidered on the sleeves of the attire clearly showed their identities to Zheng Qing - they were junior students. But it was not clear where they came from yet.
College.
"Just take a look, don't think about anything else." A short, fat wizard sighed in a low voice and whispered to his companions: "Just by the way she walks and the proud look, you can tell that she is not ordinary.
Family origin..."
"A witch who outperforms Miss O'Brien at the ball will be of ordinary origin?" Another wizard snorted: "You don't need to emphasize this kind of thing."
"That's why I hate balls." The short, fat wizard lowered his head in frustration: "Always seeing those nearly perfect witches here will cause a mental imbalance..."
"Yeah... I don't know who is worthy of such an elegant and noble lady." His partner also sighed.
"Not many, but there are four or five." Someone nearby immediately reported out all the treasures: "Zhao Qiao and Zhang Shuzhi from Jiuyou College, Sir Friedman Black Cullen from Alpha College, Bomer...
Wolfe, Perfit of Atlas... these are the few single giants in the senior class."
Zheng Qing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard a few familiar names.
Unexpectedly, Sir Friedman is still single, and his brother Zhang Jixin, if he is as full of muscles as the red-faced wizard, it may be difficult to find a girlfriend.
As for the two names of Starry Sky Academy and Atlas, they are a bit unfamiliar to Zheng Qing. Maybe they are the bosses of some societies, he guessed.
While listening to their conversation, the young public-funded student moved a few steps forward.
The impromptu dance in the center of the crowd seemed to have come to an end. The crowd dispersed slightly. Zheng Qing finally squeezed through the crowd and saw the witch who had been praised for a long time.
The purple figure was holding up the hem of her skirt, slightly greeting the audience around her.
There were a lot of fireflies above his head. The young public-funded student squinted his eyes slightly, filtering out the dazzling light, and looked suspiciously at the figure who seemed a bit familiar.
"Hey!" After the witch turned around, she seemed to have discovered something and waved her hand happily.
Zheng Qing blinked hard and then was stunned.
"She's waving at me!" A wizard nearby shouted excitedly: "Tell me, this is not a dream!"
"This is not a dream," his companion told him very sincerely: "This is just your illusion... Of course, it is not your fault. If you turn your head, you will find that you are not the only one with illusions next to you.
"
Zheng Qing twitched the corners of his mouth, not knowing what kind of expression he should show.
If he hadn't known the witch in the center of the field, he might have had the same illusion as the wizards next to him.