Perhaps because they both have a notebook that can never be finished, Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao feel that they have a tacit understanding when getting along.
Just like now.
Both of them noticed the uneasy atmosphere slowly flowing in the air.
Xiao Xiao held up his black-shell notebook and quietly moved a few steps further away.
He hates trouble.
Zheng Qing put his hand into his gray cloth bag.
He is not afraid of trouble.
But the only thing that worried him was that there were almost no talismans for fighting in his gray cloth bag.
During his long career of practicing calligraphy, Zheng Qing spent most of his time reviewing talismans. His husband taught him very few complete talismans, and almost all of them were talismans for meditation.
The only thing that can have any effect on these sophomores is probably Zhenzi.
Zheng Qing took out a book of talisman stickers and began to tear out the talismans that were completely outlined in the post page by page.
This is a talisman calligraphy book with the character "zhen", and it is also Zheng Qing's daily calligraphy practice book.
The talismans in the post have been drawn and can be activated at any time.
To him, the talisman paper is the big characters he copied every day. As long as he tears up the posts, there will still be some.
Center of the venue.
The blond old man in white robe squinted his eyes, raised the goblet in his hand, raised it to the blue bird, turned to look at Lin Guo, and said slowly in a arrogant and reserved tone: "Accept the invitation, you will get
Sir Friedman’s Friendship.”
Friedman?
Some of the students watching seemed to know the name, and they were all whispering to each other.
The originally angry milk tea shop owner and several other neighbors hesitated and returned to their shop.
It seems like this guy is a celebrity?
Zheng Qing tore up the post and glanced at Xiao Xiao.
Xiao Xiao buried his head in his black notebook and said nothing.
"I don't want it!" Lin Guo refused loudly again.
The blond old man in white robe smiled and looked at the little boy expressionlessly.
The atmosphere in the venue suddenly solidified.
Lan Que patted Lin Guo on the shoulder and said very seriously: "You are very brave, I recognize you!"
Lin Guo looked at Lan Que, his eyes bright, and nodded seriously.
"Remember! Not everyone can gain my approval!" Lan Que raised his head proudly, leaning on his sword.
The blond man in white robes' face darkened, and the goblet in his hand was crushed to pieces with a 'pop'.
Scattered glass shards fell from his hands, shining unnervingly under the dim lights on the roadside.
Several other Alpha students slowly wandered around Blue Bird and looked at him with evil intentions.
The situation is about to break out.
The onlookers took a few steps back very consciously.
"Hey, Lan Que, have you seen where Shi Yuan is?" Zheng Qing said hello loudly, with his hands in his robe, filled with the talisman he had just torn off, and he walked casually to the tall white robe.
Lao Sheng was leaning behind him, looking around as if he was looking for someone.
Lin Guo looked at Zheng Qing happily.
Lan Que glanced at Zheng Qing, moved her lips, and finally only managed a smile.
Zheng Qing's expression was calm, but deep down he was complaining like crazy, imagining how he would look bruised and swollen later.
"Oh, I saw it." A boy with a medium build, a strong body, a red face, a bit dark skin, and a short hair on his head pushed aside the people around him and walked behind another person in a white robe, very casually
He waved to Zheng Qing, revealing the black gloves between his palms: "The young monk seems to have gone to eat vegetarian food."
It's Zhang Jixin.
A bright smile broke out on Zheng Qing's face: "What a coincidence!"
"What bad luck!" Zhang Jixin tightened his fists and muttered with a tangled look on his face: "Why do nothing good happen to you every time I meet you?"
"What?" Zheng Qing didn't hear clearly.
"I mean, if you don't care about this, if my brother finds out, your legs will be broken." Zhang Jixin looked at him fiercely.
More and more students gathered on the street, and everyone looked at them curiously.
The new students in red robe, blue robe and white robe will challenge the old students in white robe together?
Looks interesting!
"Yeah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I really didn't see you here!" A slightly panicked female voice said: "I'm so sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"
Zheng Qing turned his head, blinked, and couldn't help but smile.
The thin man in white robe who just disappeared into the air is squatting on the ground with his legs in his arms, grinning and gasping for air.
And a girl with a slender figure, a red short skirt, black high boots, big burgundy waves, and a pair of big black eyes was standing aside and apologizing hurriedly.
"I'm really sorry, I was playing cards and didn't see anyone in front of me." The girl looked apologetic, but the pair of light blue cards in her hand was making noisy sounds, and she had no intention of stopping.
"No, it doesn't matter." The thin man in black robe gritted his teeth and gasped. He tilted his head without confidence and stared at the blue card with a cold light shining in the girl's hand.
"Ah! Scoundrel!" The girl playing cards screamed, covering her short skirt with one hand, grabbing her cards with the other, flying up and kicking them out hard.
The thin alpha boy was covering his lower body, his eyes were bulging, his mouth was open, and he was gasping silently.
The onlookers all shuddered.
Zheng Qing swallowed, and the dull hair on his head quickly shrank.
"It's his eyes that are wandering." The girl pouted, still looking apologetic, but the blue cards were still flying in her hands like windmills.
"It's okay, this classmate!" A dull voice sounded next to him: "Which classmate can help me? He seems to have fallen quite hard!"
Zheng Qing looked around and saw a tall boy in blue robe supporting the skinny boy who had just been hit by the blue bird. He took one of his arms and held him aside. He kept talking about going to the school hospital, but his eyes kept looking towards the center of the field.
, his feet didn’t move at all.
Several people in blue robes shouted and crowded up, surrounding the skinny boy in the middle.
Looking around, Zheng Qing grinned and smiled stupidly. His mind was blank, but there was a strange impulse rolling and roaring in his heart.
Lin Guo cried loudly.
The blue bird patted his head gently.
The blond-haired and white-robed Alpha senior student sneered, slowly shook his index finger, and said with a smile: "Although I admire your actions very much, this is an internal matter of Alpha. Have a few alumni gone a little too far?"
He added an accent to the word "alumni".
"Go away, you little turtle. If you want to be beaten, hit me. If you don't want to be beaten, get out!" Zhang Jixin's blushing face became brighter and brighter. He loosened and tightened his hands and shouted impatiently.
Zheng Qing suddenly felt refreshed.
The blond old student's face froze, then sank.
Although his long-term reserve allowed him to swallow the harsh words in his mouth, his gloomy face showed his attitude more clearly than ever.
After a moment of silence, he finally asked slowly but firmly: "So, you are determined to tarnish Sir Friedman's honor."
"Who is Friedman?" Zhang Jixin shouted impatiently: "Don't talk about Friedman, as if he is your father."
The onlookers laughed loudly.
A few people in blue robes were even worried about the chaos in the world, so they shouted cheers and cheers from the sidelines.
The blond Alpha student did not expect to be verbally insulted like this. His face turned red and his whole body was shaking with anger.
Snap, snap, snap!
Streetlights within dozens of meters on the street exploded.
The dark sky has returned.
The onlookers screamed in shock.
The clear and deep voice of the blond man in white robes hovered over the street: "I, Arthur Ness, on behalf of Sir Friedman, express my regret for your unfriendly behavior."
The thickest man in white robe moved upon hearing the sound, opened his red eyes, roared, stepped heavily, and swung his fist at Zhang Jixin.
"Okay!" Zhang Jixin smiled happily, raised his fists and faced him fiercely.
Zheng Qing's tense nerves were cut off in an instant, and the talisman in his hand was thrown towards the center of the field, hitting Arthur Ness not far away.
Another tall and thin Alpha student spread his hands, floated up out of thin air, and muttered words. Two streams of flames slowly emerged from his hands.
Lan Que frowned, rubbed it with his hand a few times, and finally did not pull out the long sword, but just raised the sword body and pointed it forward.
Next to him, Xiao Xiao, who had been burying his face in his notebook, finally raised his head. He sighed and adjusted his glasses.
"Don't take out the Dharma book! Use your fists to solve the problem!"
Watermelon Head shouted, waving the black hard-shell notebook in his hand and rushing forward.