Chapter 7 Goodbye Wandering Wizard

"If the principal is here."

This seems to be an undoubted premise - if the president of First University is not in the school, where else can he be?

But when Xiao Xiao said this sentence with a serious face, it became a little strange.

Until he left the campus hospital and returned to the dormitory, Xiao Xiao's words still sounded in Zheng Qing's mind from time to time. Although he was a little confused, he was keenly aware of the meaningful expression on Dr. Xiao Da's face when he said these words.

Of course, this doubt quickly disappeared as time went by.

The young public-funded student still has a lot of troubles on his mind.

For example, the night patrol of Linzhong Lake on Saturday night, the agreement with Jiang Yu on Sunday afternoon, and the fact that he still had to take time to go on a wandering trip - Dr. Xiao Da finally refused to help Zheng Qing run errands, but asked for forgiveness. The captain of the Sin Hunting Team should go to Wandering Bar personally to discuss the purchase of 'public opinion' with the skinny and gloomy old wizard.

There's no time for that on Friday night. In order to prepare for the freshman competition some time ago, Zheng Qing accumulated a lot of extracurricular homework. Although the professors graciously allowed him to delay the submission, the delay did not mean exemption - the assignments for several courses were approaching the deadline. If those parchments were not lying on the professors' desks before midnight on Friday, Zheng Qing had no doubt that a few of the credits he had just earned from the freshman game betting would be deducted.

There is not much time on Saturday either. On the one hand, he has to continue to make up for his homework, and on the other hand, because he needs to patrol at night, Zheng Qing has to stay in bed during the day to recuperate.

As for Sunday, I have to catch up on sleep in the morning, have a regular class meeting in the evening, and have made an appointment with Jiang Yu in the afternoon to see Dr. Duzem to review the elves - after all the calculations, there seems to be only some time left at noon on Sunday .

According to Zheng Qing's plan, after patrolling on Saturday night, he would try to get up before twelve o'clock on Sunday morning, and then go straight to the pedestrian street wandering bar after lunch to discuss the 'big deal' with the wandering wizard, and strive to win the deal agreed with Jiang Yu. Get rid of this trouble before time.

The plan was rigorous and nothing went wrong during execution.

Just five minutes after 12 noon on Sunday, the young public-funded student was already standing at the door of the Wandering Bar, holding a cardboard box in his arms - this box was made for the elves by the witches of Astronomy Class 08-1 Although the elves are not in deep sleep at present and can fly around with Zheng Qing, because there are so many people in Wandering Bar, Zheng Qing still arranges for them to stay in the paper house just in case. , waiting obediently.

It was slightly different from the first time I came to Wandering Bar a few weeks ago. At noon, the number of customers at this prestigious entertainment venue in First University was somewhat sparse, and the crowds were empty.

When the door was opened, the shadows in the corridor immediately shrouded the room, blocking out the bright sunshine outside.

Zheng Qing skillfully took out an admission ticket and stuffed it into the mouth of the big frog squatting at the door. For some reason, many wizards like to use this greasy creature as food, pets, and even totems.

The gatekeeper frog puffed out his cheeks, chewed and chewed. After chewing a few mouthfuls, he spit out a piece of hand sign with some transparent mucus, and then handed it to the public-funded student who was waiting with his long tongue.

Zheng Qing took out a handful of salted dried flies from his pocket and fed them to the gatekeeper frog. Ever since he received some preferential treatment from a certain parrot, the young public-funded student had learned to accumulate various kinds of dried flies in a gray cloth bag. Pet rations so that you can buy these annoying little beasts anytime and anywhere.

"Please come this way, the wandering wizard will be here shortly." After receiving Zheng Qing's gold card and request, a waiter from the multi-armed tribe immediately took him to the private room on the second floor with a smile.

This quiet, small room was as dim as ever. Perhaps because it was noon, the light bugs were a little drowsy, lying among the vines of the spider plants, weakly shining.

Zheng Qing was sitting on the sofa, tilting his head and noticed a bottle of amber liquid placed on the bar in the corner of the room. Dots of light were swirling in the liquid, which was really beautiful. He vaguely remembered that it was the wandering wizard's private wine, and it seemed to have a pretty name.

"Ah, rare visitor, rare visitor."

Accompanied by several old greetings, the old wizard in a wide gray robe strode into the private room: "The strongest freshman at First University, the future star of Jiuyou College, the undoubted leader of the freshman competition... Zheng Classmate Qing!”

"Welcome, welcome...Sorry, the room is a little dark."

As he spoke, the wandering wizard stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.

The light bugs that were lying drowsily among the canes seemed to have been shocked by electricity, blowing up their wings and lighting up their belly lights. In just an instant, the originally dark private room was shrouded in bright light and became brighter.

Seemingly noticing Zheng Qing's surprised gaze, the old wizard added with a smile: "Sometimes, necessary reminders can save a lot of time... Certain little bugs always lack memory."

Zheng Qing frowned, feeling that the old wizard's words meant something else, but he couldn't grasp the essence of it. Then he wondered if he was overthinking things - some old guys always liked to talk in a garbled way, and even though they were very simple things, they said it like a verse.

"Want something to drink... Green Hornet or Amber Light?" The wandering wizard interrupted the young public student's reverie and asked kindly.

Zheng Qing subconsciously glanced at the bottle of amber liquid in the corner of the room.

"Ah! Golden years!" the wandering wizard exclaimed exaggeratedly: "What a picky customer! But I must admit that you have a very keen sense... That is the best drink in this bar!"

The face of the young public-funded student immediately turned red.

He opened his mouth and tried to defend himself, but before he could speak, he was interrupted again by the wandering wizard.

"Let me guess your reason for coming... The harvest from the freshman competition is a bit too rich, and the price given by the school is not suitable, so you plan to sell some through the wandering bar, right?" The old wizard grabbed a Burgundy cup. Fill the bottom of the cup with 'Golden Years' and put it into the hands of the young public-sponsored student without refusal, while sighing:

"...This is my private aging wine! You have to drink it while the starlight in the wine has not dissipated, so that the taste is the most mellow... Not every gold card customer has the opportunity to drink it."

Zheng Qing had to raise his head and take a sip first.

Compared with Green Bee's, the taste of this cup of 'Golden Years' is slightly softer and less irritating; but compared with the authentic Amber Light, this cup of 'Golden Years' seems much more intense, and the wine is mixed Starlight exploded in Zheng Qing's mouth, seeming to make his blood burn.

"I'm not here to sell anything." The young public-funded student ignored the taste of the wine. After regaining consciousness, he immediately replied: "I'm here to buy something."