Vol 3 Chapter 97: 1 large bouquet of roses

In the late autumn, the sun is shorter, and after the sun goes down, it gets dark quickly.
From the pedestrian street to the tree-lined road in the academy, it seemed that the sky was completely dark in the blink of an eye.
The various decorations on both sides of the road for moon hunting are getting fuller.
The tall plush doll wandered around feebly, occasionally caught by a few passing witches and took a group photo together; colorful flags were hunting in the night breeze, and several dazzling lights flashed on the flag from time to time. The upcoming hunting game adds a bit of tension.
The most striking thing is the lanterns floating in every corner of the school.
Most of these lanterns are palace lanterns, chubby and round, they look very festive. Their skeletons were imprinted with spells by the wizards, and they could only wander and wander slowly in a narrow space of one meter five to two meters above the ground.
The red candles were sitting on the thin wooden frame in the lanterns and weeping secretly. The light of the candles penetrated through the thin gauze skin to clearly show the "curse riddles" printed on them. Many students stood under these lanterns and meditated. Try to crack the mystery.
This is the warm-up done by the organizers of this year's school hunting club before the official opening of the hunting moon.
From the time the sun goes down to the middle of the moon, all kinds of lanterns will float around the whole school. There are various mysteries about spells on the lantern. As long as the answer is answered, the lantern will burst, exploding a mist of Venus and a bunch of random bouquets.
There is also a talisman in the bouquet—a standard talisman corresponding to the spell of lantern riddles.
This kind of prize-winning guessing activity obviously aroused the interest of many students.
Therefore, in the past few days and nights, the academy seems to be a lot of lively, and finally set off a sort of moon hunting atmosphere.
Zheng Qing followed Jiang Yu and strolled around the campus-although he did so on the excuse of sending the witch back to the dormitory, everyone knows that it is difficult for a wizard to have an accident in a school, even if it is late.
Without Zheng Qing, Jiang Yu naturally had no reason to ask.
She walked slowly, answering the lanterns that floated in front of her from time to time, and Zheng Qing also occasionally went up to make fun.
It must be admitted that wizards from a family often have unique advantages in terms of magic foundation. The lantern in front of Jiang Yu slammed into a golden mist every three to five times. After a while, the witch was already holding many bouquets in her hand.
But for some reason, the witch's bouquets are all roses.
Red, white, golden, blue, roses of various colors competed for beauty in the arms of the witch.
"Take it." Jiang Yu suddenly turned around and motioned to Zheng Qing to take the bunch of bouquets. Perhaps it was the reflection of the flower, or the rendering of the lantern, and there was a faint blush on the witch's white cheeks.
"I want to collect the talisman between the flower bouquets." She muttered, explaining.
This is indeed necessary.
Zheng Qing looked at the shining talisman paper inserted between the flower bouquets, nodded repeatedly, and quickly reached out to pick up the flowers, but accidentally touched a hand under the flower bouquet.
The hand was slightly cool, which made the young public-funded student tremble.
Jiang Yu lowered his eyelids, his eyelashes moved slightly.
"One, two, three..." she whispered, looking for her trophy among the rose bouquets.
"It's amazing." The young public student exclaimed heartily.
"It's so normal... When I was young, I often played this kind of "curse mystery" game." The witch pursed her lips, her chin raised slightly, her long black hair on her shoulders rising and falling in the wind.
Zheng Qing suddenly felt that now is a good opportunity.
"That," he asked tentatively, "Do you like hunting?"
"I like to watch hunting games, but I don't like hunting." Jiang Yu seemed very happy that there was finally another topic between the two, and immediately opened the conversation: "The family holds a large hunting meeting every year, usually in spring or autumn. ...Sometimes, I would like to invite those wizard families with better relationships to come to watch the ceremony...Last year Yunmeng Qiuhun, the hunting team in the clan hunted a big monster...The Wizarding League also specially issued a letter of recognition. "
Zheng Qing sniffed, feeling very stressed.
He was suddenly a little uncertain whether his sesame-sized matter could arouse the interest of this young lady.
"...According to tradition, we all need to watch the night alone in the hunting ground for our coming-of-age ceremony... It's really scary. There is no one in the dark hunting ground. Except for a book, not even a talisman is allowed in."
Zheng Qing listened to the witch talking about hunting, while typing in his heart.
Finally, after Jiang Yu finished her coming-of-age ceremony, the young public student couldn't help but ask: "Have you participated in this year's school hunting meeting?"
"School hunting club?" The witch looked at him in surprise, as if she had noticed something, her expression suddenly became a little strange: "I am the representative of the class who is responsible for communicating with the school hunting club organizing committee. I must have participated... or Say, you mean "in person" to participate?"
She bit the word ‘in person’ very hard.
Zheng Qing nodded quickly: "The school hunting will have a spin-off event..."
"Freshman hunting competition." Jiang Yu helped his forehead, his expression slightly collapsed: "Do you want to talk about this? Are you planning to participate in the freshman hunting competition?"
"Do you also know?!" Zheng Qing didn't notice the subtle expression of the witch, but asked very excitedly: "The freshman hunting game only allows us freshmen to participate... The rewards are very rich. Are you interested in participating?"
"Whose hunting team did you join, Downton? Or Matthew?" Jiang Yu didn't answer Zheng Qing's words, but asked a question that made him a little confused.
"Downton? Matthew?" Zheng Qing chewed the two names in his mouth for a moment before he realized: "They are also going to participate in the freshman hunt?"
"Don't you know?" The witch's beautiful eyebrows were frowned together: "Then whose hunting team did you join?"
"I built it myself." Zheng Qing scratched his head and smirked.
Jiang Yu finally stopped talking.
She blinked and looked up and down the wizard with a hurtful look.
After a long time, the witch slowly said in an exploratory tone: "If you are the main hunter, even if I agree to be your auxiliary hunter, it will be difficult for our hunting team to perform well on the hunting ground."
Zheng Qing smiled bitterly.
"You are too euphemistic." The young public student laughed at himself and shook his head: "Although I am the captain of the hunting team, the main hunter is Zhang Jixin, and the auxiliary hunters Xin Banner and Xiao Xiao are looking for hunters. It's the blue bird of the Star Academy...I only serve as a soy sauce hunter."
Jiang Yu's face flushed slightly.
"Since your hunting team has Elder Zhang and Dr. Xiao Da, it should be no worse than other hunting teams." She lowered her head, and continued to look for talisman paper in the bouquet of roses, while muttering: "I think your hunting team is full. Now... Are you looking for me as a substitute?"
"If there is a substitute~EbookFREE.me~ that is also me." Zheng Qing immediately rejected this possibility, he paused, and finally said his request: "I am looking for you, I hope you will be the hunting team. The manager of... The doctor once said a famous saying in the wizarding world, "Behind every successful hunting team, there is an excellent manager.'... I hope you can become the figure standing behind our hunting team."
Jiang Yu did not reply immediately.
But she finally finished picking the talisman paper in the rose bouquet.
"Give me the flowers." The witch gestured.
Zheng Qing held the large bouquet of roses and carefully handed them into the arms of the witch. This time, he was very careful and did not touch the witch's hand.
"What are you two doing?!" A surprised voice interrupted the two young wizards who were handing over flower bouquets.
Zheng Qing turned around.
Li Meng stood not far away, holding a stuffed bear, looking at them in shock.