MTL - Hunting College-v2 Chapter 33 Public-funded students and cranes

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   The milky white gas wrapped the azure colored liquid and gently slipped into his mouth.

   A slightly sour sensation spread in the mouth.

   a little bit of apple cider vinegar.

   This is Zheng Qing's first reaction.

   The cool liquid continued to slide slowly back along the tongue, but it unexpectedly brought a warm and mellow feeling; and the tip of the tongue where the liquid glided over gradually spread an astringent sensation. Zheng Qing seemed to feel that the back half of his tongue was soaking in the hot spring, while the tip of his tongue was dancing on the ice cube.

   This is the two heavens of ice and fire. Zheng Qing was confused, this thought came to mind.

   The cool sensation continued downward, sliding into the stomach, and then it was like a burnt lead that detonated the violent impact. Zheng Qing felt a rush of heat spread in his stomach and returned to his mouth along the esophagus, spreading the bitterness after the astringent sensation.

   opened his mouth and exhaled this breath, Zheng Qing immediately took a breath again.

   As if eating a spoonful of mustard and drinking a large glass of cold Coke, Zheng Qing felt a slight tingling sensation spreading along the nasal cavity, without tingling, just a very comfortable stimulus.

"A sip of wine, you have to feel the six sensations of cooling, slightly sour, warm, slightly astringent, warm, and slightly bitter in your mouth, as well as the aftertaste of the bee-like thorn when you drink it and exhale the first breath. It's complete." Duan Xiaojian squinted, his throat quivered, and he exhaled slowly for a while.

   opened his eyes, and he solemnly said to Zheng Qing: "Mist wine brings you physical pleasure, but Green Feng'er brings you more spiritual touch."

   Duan Xiaojian is a thin boy. Maybe because of reading books all the time, his back is a little bent. Whether sitting or standing, he looks like he is looking for something. This also allows him to always give people a sense of wretchedness.

"We are not Bai Ding, we are wizards, we will not just pursue a certain pleasure of the flesh like Bai Ding." It seems that because of drinking too much, Duan Xiaojian's body straightened a lot, and his tone of voice also appeared very serious. And Tan: "The body and the soul are inseparable. If you drink, only your body feels happy, but your mind is confused. The green bee produced by the misty wine can not only please your body, but also wash Your soul."

   Zheng Qing was still immersed in the fascination brought about by the cocktail just now, listening to the long talk of the guy in front of him, he would only nod repeatedly.

   "Just like your Baihuanong on Kunlun Mountain, it can also bring this effect." Duan Xiaojian added abruptly.

   Zheng Qing immediately raised his head sensitively.

   The thin boy in front of him was swaying the wine glass casually, as if he was wondering how the misty wine in the glass could produce a few swans.

   Zheng Qing rubbed her temples with a headache.

"I'm really not a descendant of Kunlun." He sighed, and a figure appeared in his mind, so he raised his spirits and asked: "Do you know Thomas? Thomas, the assistant professor of the first university! He is my interviewer, he knows I am not Coming down from the mountain!"

  Duan Xiaojian shook his head.

   Zheng Qing lowered his head in frustration.

   "Nicholas must know." Duan Xiaojian seemed to have just remembered, stood up, and looked around: "He has been in school for so long, he must know the assistant teacher you mentioned."

   "Nicholas? He is here too?" Zheng Qing shook his somewhat swollen head, feeling a little auditory hallucination: "What is he here? He is not from our class, right."

   While talking, he put his nose to the side of the wine glass, trying to absorb the mist of wine that wrapped the green bee.

"Liu Feifei brought him here. I ran into the two of them when I walked in." Duan Xiaojian originally tilted his head to search for Nicholas's figure, then suddenly lowered his head and leaned into Zheng Qing's ear, whispering: "I think they have something. Happening!"

   Her hand shook, the green bee in the cup poured into her nose, and Zheng Qing coughed violently.

"Don't get excited, I also think it's impossible." Duan Xiaojian patted him on the back and comforted: "Maybe it's just that I drank too much. They just happened to enter the store together...Neither of them spoke in class, basically If you don’t know him, how come...hahaha."

   "They met earlier than you." Zheng Qing blew his nose, took a tissue from the table and wiped it, muttering.

   "What?" Duan Xiaojian seemed a little surprised.

"They knew each other when they entered the school!" Maybe Zheng Qing's cough was a bit violent just now, and Zheng Qing's voice became hoarse: "Nicholas is our leading student. He took us to visit the school...Clash with the murlocs by Linzhong Lake At the time, Nicholas had helped Liu Feifei."

   "Oh! God..." Duan Xiaojian stood up again and searched the surroundings more hard: "I seem to have discovered something extraordinary."

   is really incredible.

   There are cases in which the public-funded student who ranked first this year and the crane truck that repeated the grade twice.

   I’m afraid I’ll be shocked if I say this.

   In a daze, he looked around.

   Not far away, Zhang Jixin didn't know what he had eaten. He held the bar dazedly and sprayed a string of smoke rings. A little further away, a few girls sat together grinning, holding a goblet full of misty wine, talking and laughing at Yan Yan. Around the table in the corner of the hall, a few classmates gathered together, yelling something. There were also people dancing a strange dance in the hall unscrupulously.

   Everything is so familiar, everything is so similar.

   The strong sense of sight made Zheng Qing almost forget that he has now entered a wizarding university called the First University. At this moment, Zheng Qing finally felt that there was something in his heart safely put down, and he embedded his life together again.

   Although the embedding on the clothing is not so clear. Zheng Qing looked at the wizards in various costumes such as long robes, curly rounds, bo clothing, etc., silently thinking.

   Then, the big red wavy long hair that came to his mind not long ago ~www.novelbuddy.com~Irina's dress is very close to the world of her original life.

   He couldn't help but raise his head, looking for the tall girl from the crowd. Not far away, Elena was among the girls, shuffling her tarot cards, seeming to be doing divination for those girls.

   Zheng Qing stared at a lock of long hair hanging down on her cheeks, falling on her white shoulders, and couldn't help feeling a little startled.

   Irina seemed to have checked, and looked up at him.

   He turned his head quickly, pretending to be casual, and took a sip of the cocktail.

   Every time I see a beautiful girl, it’s so boring.

   Zheng Qing complained silently in his heart.

   After the liquid entered his stomach, the warm feeling in his mouth gradually spread throughout his body.

   Zheng Qing rubbed his stiff cheeks, but the dizziness became more and more serious.

   "Huh!" Seemingly in a far away place, a vague voice said, "I got drunk so soon?!"

   Zheng Qing felt a pair of powerful hands massage his back, and he felt a lot more comfortable.

   is worthy of being the first university, and the way to hangover is so refreshing. Zheng Qing lay on the table softly, but his thinking was surprisingly divergent. Maybe you should learn some crafts so that you won’t worry about finding a job after graduation.

   rested for a while, although the dizziness almost disappeared, he still felt very uncomfortable, especially the bitter taste in his mouth, which lingered for a long time.

   "Why don't you have a piece of candy?" Zhang Jixin didn't know where he got out, and stood in front of Zheng Qing with a wine glass, and took out a piece of hard candy with concern.

   Zheng Qing took it gratefully, tore the red candy wrapper, and immediately threw it into his mouth.