The lecture in the small square in front of the library did not last long, but after the speech, the lively discussion and noise among the students could not be dispersed for a long time.

Holding a quill and a notepad, Xin Fat Man was jumping around the square, interviewing every student who was willing to be interviewed by him, while Xiao Xiao held his notebook, looked at the six roads, listened to all directions, and recorded every side he could record.

Only Zhang Jixin and Zheng Qing have no work needs or related hobbies, just joining in the fun. It's just that this bustle took a little longer, and when the noise in the small square stopped for a while, and the fat man and the doctor packed up their things and prepared to leave, more than an hour had passed, and it was ten o'clock at noon.

According to the class schedule of Jiuyou Academy, the afternoon class is from 14 to 17 o'clock, and there are still more than 40 minutes before the bell rings for the afternoon Fu Gong class, and Zheng Qing and his party have not even eaten lunch.

"Didn't I tell you to go and eat first?" The fat man was surprised when he saw the two companions standing on the outside of the crowd: "You have been standing here, so what are we going to eat at noon?!"

"What an indifferent world. Zheng Qing tilted his head, looked at the bare branches and the gray sky above his head, sighed long, and said, "Do you only have eating and writing manuscripts in your mind?" Normal people, when you see your companions waiting for you for so long, the first sentence should be moved and greeting-such as 'You have stood for so long, are you tired?' or 'You haven't eaten yet?' I have a lot of delicious food in my watch, let's eat together!'"

"Now the cafeteria is closed. Xiao Xiao put the notebook into his arms and added half a sentence at the right time: "So ......"

Fat Xin didn't have an interface, just stared at the young public scholarship student with an expressionless face.

"Your main purpose is the last word. He squinted, his small bean-sized eyes were wrapped in fat on his eyelids and cheeks, almost invisible, but he couldn't stop the sharp gaze: "How do you know I bought fried chicken and beer?"

Zheng Qing blinked, looking innocent: "I didn't know you bought fried chicken beer...... I just remember that you have a lot of goodies in your memory card that you can use for lunch. But I know now. ”

"Fried chicken is OK, but for beer, we still have classes in the afternoon, isn't it inconvenient. Xiao Xiao lifted his glasses and gave his advice very seriously: "Do you have any juice or green tea in your storage card?"

"Beer, are we drinking at noon?" Zhang Jixin had been staring in a certain direction on the periphery of the crowd just now, not participating in the daily exchange between several other people, and only after hearing his companion repeatedly mention beer did he turn around with interest and glance at the fat man's wrist: "Hmm, since you are ready, then let's eat fried chicken and beer." ”

The fat on Fat Xin's cheeks shook violently, he gritted his teeth hard, and spit out three words from between his teeth: "I haven't ...... yet"

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Qing raised a finger and shook it in front of the fat man's eyes: "You can interview a few of us during the meal, as a full onlooker, we can give you the most pertinent comments." ”

When the fat man heard this, his little eyes suddenly lit up.

Zheng Qing threw out another jujube at the right time: "I think the doctor must have a very professional point of view...... And I, well, contemptible, for the world of the Great Arcana, if I would comment a few words, I think I can add a lot to your manuscript. ”

The fat man's fat fist slammed into his fat palm with lightning speed.

"Deal!" With a degree of agility beyond that of a fat man, he dragged Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao towards a gazebo not far from the lakeside: "Go together, go together, it's almost time for class after lunch!"

Zheng Qing was pulled by him, so he fell to the ground.

"What about the festival?" Zhang Jixin looked at the fat man's back speechlessly: "Have you eaten it all?"

"Otherwise, how could he be so rich? Zheng Qing barely turned back half of his face, and greeted with a smile: "Hurry up and keep up, there is not much time to beat the fat autumn wind now." ”

In summer and autumn, there are many young wizards sitting in the pavilions chatting and dating, but in winter, there are very few.

After all, it's not a dormitory or a study room, and it's impossible for the school to carve a warm charm for everyone in the gazebo.

It's just that this shortcoming is not a problem in front of Zheng Qing, the great talisman master. He just took out a few inferior warm charms from the gray cloth bag, and solved the biggest problem of the gazebo lunch.

Soon, several people sat around the small stone table, watching the fat man pull out the tablecloth, cutlery, and the long-awaited fried chicken and beer from his watch.

"Speaking of which, I was curious just now, what have you been staring at in a certain direction by the lake?" Before eating, the fat man looked at Zhang Jixin curiously: "I know you are not such a boring guy." ”

"Didn't you see it?" Zhang Jixin raised his eyebrows and shook his head again and again: "It's really big-hearted...... I'm looking at the people in the Blood Friends Club. You're jumping around the venue like rabbits, and someone has to help you look at your back. Who knows if those Blood Friends guys will suddenly go crazy and throw a bunch of curses into the venue. ”

"Blood Friends?!" The fat man gasped, "They're here too?, why didn't I see that?!"

Zhang Jixin added: "Seprano and Friedman are here, but they are standing in a relatively remote position, not far from those fishmen......

"I think they made a special trip to find the fish people," Zheng Qing interjected on the side, "It doesn't make sense that a small gathering here will alarm the only two heirs of the Blood Friends Society." They didn't get to the point of being idle. ”

As he spoke, the young scholar suddenly remembered the scene of the fish-man Iseni and Seprano that he had seen in a glade on a night patrol a long time ago. His intuition told him that there was some kind of inevitable connection between these things.

"This possibility is not ruled out. Zhang Jixin shrugged: "But we always have to prepare for the worst...... Give me a butterbeer, amber light is better...... I don't want to drink green wasps today. ”

"I want green tea. Xiao Xiao raised his hand.

"I want juice. Considering that there were still classes in the afternoon, Zheng Qing also did not choose beer.

The fat man stinked and took out the corresponding drinks for several companions.

"I wish Banner good health!" the young student raised his cup and said in a loud voice. Behind him, wisps of green smoke emitted from those inferior thermal charms, supporting a pale yellow magical barrier.

"That's not what I want. Fat Xin's mouth was already stuffed with fried chicken, and while chewing, he turned his head to look at Xiao Xiao: "Regarding today's speech, I want to hear the doctor's opinion." ”