Hunting College - Vol 5.2 Chapter 223

Remember [New] for a second,! When Zheng Qing came to Qingqiu Mansion, it was already eight o’clock in the evening.

He hesitated for a long time on the road, still not sure whether to invite Su Shijun to be the instructor of Yusin.

On the one hand, in his impression, the owner of Qingqiu Mansion is only working in the school research institute and has no formal teaching position, which does not seem to meet the policy requirements of the hunting committee; on the other hand, if it is really suitable, it is difficult for him to tell his companions. They explained clearly why they could invite Su Shijun to be the captain of their hunting team.

In other words, why!

One is a great wizard who can participate in the Wizarding Alliance’s Great Wizarding Conference, and holds many dazzling titles such as the senator of the Moon Council, the first beauty in the wizarding world, and the heir to Qingqiu; Great Arcana ‘World’, Public Student, etc., but anyone with a discerning eye can see how big the gap is.

It is true that the Guilty Hunting Team is an excellent hunting team. It has won the Freshman Championship and participated in the Battle of the Black Prison, but that’s about it.

There are hundreds of small and large hunting teams in the entire Wizarding League, and nearly 30 registered hunting teams in the entire No. 1 University. There are so many people who want to invite Su Shijun to participate in similar public events or to act as an image spokesperson. Why are they pulled by an unknown small hunting team? Got a head start?

Zheng Qing has reason to believe that if the news of Su Shijun’s participation in the school hunting competition is announced, the deans of the four colleges may openly let them know and support the college teams of their respective colleges to find ways to invite Su Shijun to serve as their instructors.

It doesn’t need her to complete the guidance work very well, as long as the instructor stands on the stand to cheer for his hunting team, he can make more than half of the audience in the opponent’s hunting team’s stand “reverse the water” immediately.

It’s quite exciting to think about.

Zheng Qing shook his head vigorously to dispel the bad thoughts that had just slipped through. Young wizards can completely imagine what kind of sensation the whole school will be like after the news of Su Shijun serving as the instructor of the crime is spread in the first university.

At that time, I am afraid that not only the wizards of the Guilty Hunting Team, but even all the students of Tianwen 08-1 class will need to wear their hoods and walk next to the corner to prevent Su Shijun’s crazy fans from doing irrational actions.

This hesitation of worrying about gain and loss was finally dispelled after Zheng Qing received a paper crane from Xiao Xiao.

Two new pieces of bad news came from Zhihe.

One was sent by Xiao Xiao. Another professor of magic history he invited by Sima failed. The professor had just resigned not long ago and was unable to participate in similar competitions.

The other one came from the editorial office of the school newspaper. Fatty Xin told his captain in a letter that Andrew Taylor’s Ouroboros had invited a fish-man language professor as their instructor.

“The wolf cubs invited the murlocs, and it turns out that they are like similar groups, and evil is divided into groups,” the fat wizard wrote indignantly at the end of the letter: “…I have reason to believe that whether Iseni joins the hunting team of the Northern District Wizard Organization, or The fish-man language professor serves as the instructor of the Ouroboros hunting team, which is the restlessness of the ethnic group in Linzhong Lake… Rest assured, I will continue to pay attention to them.”

Zheng Qing didn’t want Fatty Xin to pay too much attention to the murlocs of Linzhong Lake.

Clearly, they now have more important things to worry about.

As the saying goes, professional things are handled by professionals – and he only needs to find a qualified instructor for You Sin.

So, he stood at No. 54 in the West District of Beta Town.

On the wooden gate, the Qingqiu badge made of nine tails swirls gleaming in the moonlight, like a cyan flower, which complements the colorful purple and red in the garden behind the gate, making it fascinating.

This made Zheng Qing a little unsure whether the fragrance he was smelling came from the small garden or the fox maid in front of him.

“Miss is in the restaurant.”

A delicate-looking maid bowed slightly to the wizard, revealing fluffy ears in her hair. Zheng Qing vaguely remembered that her name was Su Zhi, or maybe Su Hua-because she saw too many beautiful faces, it would always make her face blind.

“It’s hard work.” The wizard hurriedly bowed in return and smiled shyly.

“please follow me.”

The fox maid walked briskly in front, like a cyan butterfly, shuttled through the small garden, turned left and right, and quickly led the wizard to a room that he was a little unfamiliar with.

In the center of the room is a long wooden table covered with a white tablecloth. There are ten high-backed chairs surrounding the dining table, one on the front and one on the left and four on the left and right.

Sets of exquisite enamel porcelain tableware are placed on the tablecloth, the same color as the table and chairs, with red as the main color; above the table hangs a gorgeous magic lamp, from which the warm and bright light overflows and spreads throughout the room.

Zheng Qing entered the door directly opposite and on the left hand side, each with a tall floor-to-ceiling window with huge red velvet curtains hanging on the window. The difference is that on the right side of the floor-to-ceiling window opposite, there is a huge tapestry, which seems to be embroidered with a huge Kabbalah tree and many people’s names; while the floor-to-ceiling window on the left is two tall and thin shop windows. In front of the window is a golden nine-tailed candlestick, and inside the window are fine silver utensils.

“Since you’re here, let’s have a meal together.”

The owner of Qingqiu Mansion sat on the main seat farthest from the entrance, leaned lazily on the high-back chair, and greeted the boy very casually: “…What would you like to eat?”

“Whatever you want.” Zheng Qing was suppressed by the momentum of the room, his eyes subconsciously glanced left and right, and he was a little unsure of where he should sit.

The chair opposite the witch looks good, but is it too far away that she can’t hear what she’s talking about?

As if guessing the wizard’s hesitation, the hostess raised her finger and pointed to the chair closest to her left: “Just sit here, and by the way, you can help watch Poseidon… She always likes to make trouble when I eat.”

The fox maid led the wizard to that position, pulled out the chair, and made an inviting gesture.

Zheng Qing sat down nervously~www.mtlnovel.com~ always felt like he was sitting on a bomb.

He didn’t know whether it was his bomb with a high yield or the bomb under his ass.

“Look at it if you want!”

Su Shijun rolled his handsome eyes: “I’m wearing glasses, so don’t worry about you putting food in your nose… Do you know that when you peek out of the corner of your eye, it’s very obvious! Like this…”

She exaggeratedly demonstrated Zheng Qing’s small movements, and several fox maids standing beside her bowed their heads and smiled.

Zheng Qing immediately blushed and was speechless.

After a long while, he barely grasped a clear idea, and laughed twice: “You are a little late for dinner… The school ends dinner at seven o’clock.”

“Are you okay to say that?”

Su Shijun raised his eyebrows: “I’m busy in the lab at school, and I have to watch Poseidon do my homework when I go back to the mansion… She’s naughty right now, you should spend more time on her!”