Zheng Qing is not overly modest, vampires can fly, if they have been flying at a high altitude and refuse to fall, Zheng Qing can't do anything about it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Unless Zheng Qing has a long-range sniper rifle in his hand, or a super strong longbow, such as an English longbow.

But Mr. Banks apparently only thought that Zheng Qing was deliberately modest, "You are too modest, Mr. Zheng, if you can't deal with vampires, there are so many people on the scene, and no one can deal with vampires anymore." ”

Zheng Qing shook his head and did not respond to these words.

Undeterred, Mr. Banks continued, "At night, I'm going to fly and look for vampires from the air, and if they do appear, it will be easier to find them in the air. ”

"Mr. Zheng, if I find the vampire, will you be able to take it down in time?"

Zheng Qing shook his head and said, "Mr. Banksy, I have to regret to tell you that your request is too much. After all, I told you I wouldn't bother with vampires. So, you'd better tell the police, and I think they'll choose to help you. ”

Mr. Banks was disappointed, but he didn't give up, "All right, Mr. Zheng. Despite your regrettable decision, I still choose to tell you when I see a vampire. ”

Before Zheng Qing spoke, he added, "As for whether you want to capture the vampire, it's up to you to plan." You know, if you capture that vampire, the town will be at peace in no time. ”

"And you live in this town, and you definitely don't want the town to be chaotic all day long, do you?"

Zheng Qing didn't know how to answer for a while, and what Mr. Banks said made sense, since he lived in a small town, the existence of vampires would definitely affect his life.

However, on the other hand, he still didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing and make trouble for himself, so that there were some contradictions in his heart for a while.

When Mr. Banks saw this, he stopped talking about vampires. Proposed to introduce the mayor to Zheng Qing, Zheng Qing said that he already knew him.

And since the mayor didn't plan to meet him openly now, Zheng Qing felt that it was no good to go to see the mayor now, so he finally refused.

Mr. Banks walked away with a look of regret, and Zheng Qing returned to his seat.

It was Christina, after Zheng Qing came back, she couldn't help but whisper to Zheng Qing, "Boss, this Banks, is it for a vampire to find you?" ”

"How do you know?" Zheng Qing was stunned when he heard this.

I have to say that Christina is really smart, and it is so easy to guess the truth of the matter.

Christina smiled softly and explained in a whisper, "It's simple, boss, the first time you mentioned vampires was after meeting Banksy that day. And ever since I met Mr. Banksy, this Mr. Banksy, I have been approaching you, consciously or unconsciously. ”

"So, if my guess is correct, you must know about vampires from Banksy's mouth."

"Your strength is the only one who can deal with vampires. Presumably that's why Mr. Banks is looking for you. ”

This girl's cleverness made Zheng Qing a little uncomfortable for a while. But luckily, Christina didn't guess that Banksy had been bitten by a vampire and had become a half-vampire herself.

If she guessed, Banksy would be out of luck.

Nodding, "You're right, Christina, Banks told me." However, his own evidence is not very complete, and I am not very convinced of the so-called vampires. ”

"Oh!" Christina glanced at Zheng Qing strangely, but didn't ask.

Zheng Qing smiled bitterly, from this strange look, he realized that this smart girl must be doubting her own words, but she just gave herself face as a boss and didn't say it directly.

This made him feel that the girl around him was too smart, and it was not necessarily a good thing, and it was too difficult to keep it a secret from her.

The time didn't drag on for long, and the corn festival began.

First of all, the mayor of the town came to the stage to speak, generally about the corn festival, mainly blessings, praying that this year's corn planting will be smooth, the wind and rain will be smooth, and the autumn will be able to get a bumper harvest.

Then there was Mrs. Martin, who spoke much the same thing as the mayor of the town. But at the end of the day, there is a mention of the school's fundraising, which is called an auction.

All the children's works have been put away, and the next step is the public auction, and the money from the auction is considered the funds raised by the children.

Whichever child can raise the most money will win this year's championship. Queen of the Cornfields or King of the Cornfields.

Of course, the king is not important, the important thing is the queen of the cornfield, continuing the English tradition and some legends in Western fairy tales, and the final king chosen is the queen.

The other part, of course, is also due to the fact that a girl goes on stage, who is more eye-catching than a boy, and is more suitable for this kind of thing.

As for boys, Americans have always believed that the sports field is the field where they gallop, and as for this kind of beauty pageant, there is no need to participate.

So, although there is also a king of cornfields, in fact, it is just a foil for the girls. This king is not very important, it is the queen that matters.

To Zheng Qing's surprise, after Mrs. Martin finished speaking, Emily also said a few words. It's basically about the ballet dance company, and in three months there will be a ballet competition in Columbus, and she is confident that she will lead the children to win prizes, but due to a lack of funds, the school does not have a special ballet stage.

Part of the funds from this auction will be used to build a ballet stage, and I hope that the parents present will donate generously.

Emily stumbled over her speech, and when she heard it, she knew that she was so nervous that she even said the wrong thing several times, causing some of the parents of the students to laugh.

The laughter made Emily even more nervous, but she couldn't get angry when she asked for help.

Zheng Qing laughed when he heard it below, even in his impression, this chick was not good at doing this kind of thing. The chick's emotional intelligence is not high, and it's okay to fight with people, and for this kind of thing, she just reads the manuscript at most.

Seeing Emily, Zheng Qing thought of Anne and turned his head to look at the crowd, but it was strange that Anne did not come.

I hadn't seen Anne in days, so I didn't remember it. As soon as he thought about it, Zheng Qing found that he was unconsciously worried about her.

Zheng Qing actually didn't like this feeling of missing someone, and secretly scolded himself in his heart for being unproductive. People who have been reborn once will still have such low-level feelings, thinking about a girl for no reason, or a girl who has been married.

Looking back, I think I probably just looked at Anne in the right eye.

In fact, this situation is also common, there are some people who can control their emotions very well, and they will not be tempted by anyone, but they are afraid of meeting a special person.

Once encountered, he will like him (her) inexplicably, Zheng Qing feels that this must be the case when he treats Annie.

Otherwise, how could a person who has been reborn be more than fifty years old in two lifetimes combined?

He forced the thought down, and turned his head to see that Emily was already done and was staring in her direction.

The chick found herself, and her expression was a little angry.

Zheng Qing didn't know what was crazy about this chick, and every time she saw herself, her attitude was not good.

He didn't care about the chick getting angry, but deliberately sent a flying kiss to Emily.

Emily looked disgusted in her eyes, as a LES, it was her instinct to hate men. But she was obviously worried about being seen by the audience, and quickly lowered her head.

Zheng Qing is a little proud, what can the chick do if she drags it again? Didn't you get it with a flying kiss of your own?

Mrs. Martin took the stage again, and the auction began.

Emily pulled out a painting and read a name, and a black child quickly stood up and cheered.

Eventually, the painting was sold by the child's father for ten dollars at auction. Of course, he only paid ten dollars, and it was not surprising that no one fought with him at all.

Zheng Qing looked left and right, and Little Ryan next to him and Jenny on the other side of Mrs. Brown were a little nervous.

Reaching out and touching little Ryan's little blonde head, he noticed that Jenny was looking at him. But for some reason, Jenny's eyes were hidden in her heart, and she didn't dare to make eye contact with Zheng Qing, so she quickly turned her head.

Zheng Qing felt very strange, but in the end he didn't think much about it.

One by one, the works were quickly auctioned off, ranging from a minimum of ten yuan to a maximum of more than a hundred.

The higher ones don't have for the time being.

Since there was no competition at all, the auction was quite fast, almost a pair in a few seconds, and the price was shouted here, and the deal was immediately closed there. Someone wrote down the price, and the child came up to the stage to receive his work.

A little black girl's work was auctioned for a high price of 1,200 yuan, and the little girl happily walked to the rostrum and waved down.

Zheng Qing felt that this little girl was quite familiar, and soon thought that it was the black little girl who bullied Jenny with Jennifer that day.

With the general Chinese aesthetic, they will think that pure-blooded black children are ugly.

However, this little girl is an exception, except that her lips are still black and slightly thicker, and her facial features are very delicate.

With the most proud bodybuilding body of black people, anyone thinks that this little girl must be a big beauty.

The little girl got her work, glanced at it on the stage, and suddenly pointed her middle finger in the direction of Zheng Qing in the audience.

Zheng Qing couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, realizing that this little girl actually remembered herself.

At the same time, I heard the girl's laughter coming from several directions, and when I turned my head, I saw Jennifer and several other little girls looking at me in different directions.

Obviously, these little girls have discussed that they want to make a fool of themselves on stage.