Vol 3 Chapter 92: The son of the owner of the Jota restaurant

"What did that vampire talk to your gypsy witch?"
"Elaine said, it's some homework..."
"You can talk about homework happily? They must be talking about fake homework... I think you stayed with her for a long time later, what are you doing? Don't tell us, you two are still talking about homework."
"...It's not homework, but it's almost the same." Zheng Qing looked at the burning gazes of the surrounding guys, and finally bit the bullet and replied: "It's the troublesome talisman. She has found a little idea of ​​understanding... So we Discuss it a little bit."
After speaking, he immediately lowered his head and sipped the corn soup in the bowl.
Even so, the young public-sponsored student still felt a few grim eyes around him.
"That is to say... You forgot to find a manager for the hunting team... As a result, you spent a long time studying the useless talisman?!" Zhang Jixin looked a little frustrated, and tore the croissant in his hand into bits and pieces and threw it on. On the plate in front of you.
"Isn't that talisman useless...Knowledge, it is always accumulated bit by bit." Zheng Qing looked at Elder Zhang sincerely, and tried his best to look away from the finely chopped bread on the plate.
"Anger is also accumulated little by little." Fatty Xin held up a shiny small knife, and carefully peeled the peel of a kiwi fruit, humming slowly: "When the anger is full, the valve Then I can't shut it down anymore..."
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A series of bursting sounds blasted in Zheng Qing's ears, and he was startled.
Looking back, he saw Xiao Xiao was tapping the peas on the plate with a spoon.
Those peas were as shiny as if they had been greased with oil, and the skin cells collapsed tightly. After being hit by a spoon, it will explode and burst into popcorn blossoms.
Dr. Xiao Da's little spoon seemed to be drumming quickly, crackling on those beans. The beans rushed to explode, and they rendered a more intense background sound for the rush of drums.
"This is the cafeteria, pay attention to the impact." The young public-sponsored student moved his chair back and whispered.
Perhaps this warning had an effect, and the chills lingering around his body were slightly dissipated, which made Zheng Qing breathe a sigh of relief.
"A spoonful?" Dr. Xiao Da dug a spoonful of ‘popped bean curd’ and held it up to the public-sponsored student with a smile on his face: "Today’s specialty in the cafeteria-grumpy beans."
"Good name." Zheng Qinggan smiled, shook his head decisively, and rejected those little beans that would explode.
It's noon.
After the curse class, Zheng Qing originally planned to go to the two hunting team manager candidates for a preliminary communication of intentions, but because he saw Matthew and Elena chatting together happily, he forgot about the matter. Rear.
When he reacted, a long time had passed.
Jiang Yu and Liu Feifei have long since disappeared without a trace.
For this reason, Zheng Qing found many study rooms in succession, and even ran to the Shushan Pavilion to take a look at the place where Liu Feifei often sits, but found nothing in the end.
The two witches seemed to disappear into the air, without leaving a shadow.
"This kind of thing happens often." The young public-sponsored student sat at the dinner table and explained to a few of his companions pretentiously: "Just like in our lives, when we go out to find the key, we can't find it. When we want to change the channel to watch TV, There is always no remote control...a nature."
"Why are you looking for the key? Do you live in a secret room? Besides, what is the TV..." Zhang Jixin stopped tearing the bread in his hand and looked at Zheng Qing suspiciously.
This answer stunned the public-funded students.
He immediately realized that he used his past life experience to explain the various magical worlds, which seemed unsuitable.
"So...excuses are like crumbs on a plate. If you pull it, there will always be something." The red-faced wizard sneered, took the plate in his hand, and poured the torn crumbs into the milk on the side. , And then stirred with a spoon.
Zheng Qing twitched the corner of his mouth, watching his greasy way of eating, cleverly remained silent.
If on weekdays, he would certainly not hesitate to speak, and Haosheng would persuade him.
But if you are wronged today, the vocabulary is naturally poor.
"Can you remember to find the manager of the hunting team in the afternoon?" Elder Zhang ate the milk and bread crumbs in the bowl, smacked his lips, and gloomily looked at the government-sponsored student opposite.
Zheng Qing nodded repeatedly.
"I think it's time for the Knights to introduce some rewards and punishments... Otherwise, the situation similar to our'Leader Master' passive sabotage will inevitably happen again." Xiao Xiao helped his glasses and put forward a pertinent suggestion.
This proposal was unanimously approved by everyone except Zheng Qing.
After lunch, the wizards did not go back to the dormitory to rest as they did in the past, but continued to sit together and stay at the large dining table in the cafeteria to discuss the upcoming moon hunt.
Of course, Zheng Qing's encounter in the morning will inevitably become the object of ridicule.
"So, you just simply discussed the principle of talisman?"
"I thought you would invite her to our hunting team."
"For such a dangerous thing as hunting monsters, Brother Qing must not bear to let that gypsy witch take risks."
"After all, you still didn't figure out what the vampire was doing." Xiao Xiao helped his glasses and looked at the young public student: "I don't think he is really discussing homework."
"Indeed, you should pay attention to this matter." Zhang Jixin also reduced his anger a little, frowned, and said slowly: "I heard Duan Xiaojian said that that vampire is interesting to your witch..."
Zheng Qing sniffed, curled his mouth, and said nothing.
"This situation and situation always make people singing." Fatty Xin hugged his huge belly and said in a low voice: "Let me use singing to bring you human thinking and moral summary. ."
"In that distant place…"
"There is a prairie..."
"People walk through the green grass..."
"Zhang...Wang, who has to look back..."
Before the song was finished, Fatty's singing career came to an abrupt end.
Instead of receiving flowers and applause, he received Zheng Qing's new suppressive charms and a few pitying eyes.
"Let's continue to discuss the training of the hunting team..." Zheng Qing sullenly turned his head to look at other people, letting the fat man roll his eyes and sit beside him stiffly.
At this time, a panic of footsteps sounded not far away.
When everyone looked back, they happened to see a thin wizard carrying a huge tray and running down the aisle.
The tray was filled with various foods, and there were also several big bowls full of soup.
"Ah!!!" a passing witch saw the tray hit head-on, and couldn't help screaming.
Seeing a ‘tragic’ scene about to take place in the cafeteria, not only did the slender wizard’s footsteps not lag the slightest, but he ran more happily.
It's just that at the moment when he and the witch intertwined, the tray seemed to have wings, and it flew smoothly from his hand, slid over the witch's head, and then landed on the palm of his already raised hand.
"No... good... meaning... thinking...!"
The thin wizard screamed in a long voice, and disappeared at the entrance of the cafeteria like a gust of wind.
This scene stunned the young wizards who were having a lunch meeting in the Knights of Eugene.
I haven't recovered for a long time.
"Who is he?" Zheng Qing asked dryly, licking his lips~EbookFREE.me~.
"I don't know." Zhang Jixin looked thoughtful. He squeezed his chin and added: "Looking at his robe, he should be a freshman in the Star Academy... Maybe we should ask Lan Que."
"Don't you know?" Zheng Qing turned around and looked at Xiao Xiao in surprise.
"You didn't ask me again!" Dr. Xiao Da snorted proudly, patted the notebook in his arms, and said lazily: "If I guessed correctly, the wizard should be called Omega... Maybe you I'm more familiar with his dad. The "Yota" restaurant on the pedestrian street is his house."
"The owner of the Jota restaurant?!" Zheng Qing looked shocked: "But I remember that the owner of that restaurant is two meters tall! And his arms are thicker than elephant legs! Why is his son so thin? ..."
"So, if you are stupid, you should read more." Zhang Jixin is obviously a bit dissatisfied with Zheng Qing's fuss: "There are countless magical exercises in this world... I know that there are no fewer than 20 ways to make a strong man , Exercise a delicate flesh and blood."