Chapter 161: The Cat Deal
"Do your own thing...... Why don't you tell them yourself?!"
"You let me, a 1,500-year-old man, be a mouthpiece with you, and you still can't use the tone of command at every turn, and you don't even use the word 'please', have you considered the dignity of the nobles under the moon?
"Well, then again...... If I help you get the word out, can I take your place?"
"Anyway, according to what you said, you don't have time for a while, and you can't go to Qingqiu Mansion...... Help to the end, send the Buddha to the west, and I'll help you go to the mansion by the way to work for a while. β
"If we happen to meet Su Da Mei, do you need me to help you bring her signature? If so, where are you going to sign it...... Do you have a clean shirt or a new law book? β
"Hey, I'm going to do you a favor, so don't let me give a reply!"
"It's all a dormitory, a hunting team, you know the roots, are you still afraid that I won't be able to cheat you? Anyway, if I go in your place, do you need to find a guarantor? You will help me vouch, right...... It's mutually beneficial, isn't it? β
"If you don't speak, I'll take you by default......"
Dylan stood in front of the dressing mirror, holding his small ivory-handled brush and carefully polishing the sharp fangs on the side of his mouth, while chattering and complaining to Zheng Qing - he felt that he had every confidence to complain after being abruptly assigned a task by a young public scholarship student.
It's just that despite his eyebrows fluttering and spitting flying, there was never a trace of response in the tent covered by Zheng Qing's six-poster bed. If it weren't for the fact that he could still feel the vigorous vitality of the young public-funded students through the tent, Dylan would have been unable to suppress the curiosity in his heart and opened the tent to find out.
But until he had brushed the two fangs clean and polished the tips of his teeth, there was still no movement behind the curtain.
This made him feel a little uneasy.
After taking off the obsidian cufflinks for the third time and replacing them with two ruby cufflinks, the reserved nobleman under the moon finally couldn't help it and cautiously approached Zheng Qing's tent.
"Hello?"
"Zheng Qing, are you still there?"
"Public Scholarship Students of Jiuyou College ......"
He dragged his long voice, and with each change of title, he took a step closer to the tent, and after a few steps, the red curtain was within reach.
Several elves vibrated their wings, hugged their little arms, and blocked in front of his nose, looking like they would not give an inch.
"I just want to see if your master has been suffocated by the pillow. Dylan gave the elves a smile and said kindly.
I don't know if I understood what he said, although the elves responded 'awkwardly', they didn't mean to get out of the way at all, but moved closer and closer a few inches, almost rubbing against Dylan's eyelashes.
Just when Dylan was considering whether to use a little magic to solve these little troubles, a sound of urns finally came from the tent:
"As long as you bring the news, it doesn't matter if you want to follow them to be a coolie. β
"The premise is that Li Meng has no objection to adding you to the list of temporary workers. β
"As for the signature you mentioned, well, if it's convenient, you can bring one for me...... In the desk drawer there is an unopened law book, which is a Thanksgiving gift from the student union to the public-funded students. Enough for signatures. β
Listening to Zheng Qing's methodical arrangement, Dylan couldn't help frowning.
Compared to before, that is, when he entered the dormitory, the voice of the young public scholarship student was a little hoarse, as if he had not drunk water all night and then forced to speak. It feels extra laborious.
"Are you alright," Dylan poked his head and asked with concern, "Didn't you just say that Dean Yao had arranged for you to do something?"
"No, thank you!" the voice in the tent brutally interrupted the vampire werewolf's kindness.
As if sensing his faux pas, the young scholar immediately explained: "...... If you plan to participate in the work of Qingqiu Mansion for a while, it is best to go outside the teaching building and wait for Li Meng to get out of class now, so that there is room for discussion on both sides. Well, it's less than half an hour before class ends, and there's still time for you to run faster. β
"In addition, if I were you, I would definitely give her a little benefit before negotiating with Li Meng...... For example, a piece of Black Forest cake, or a small bag of crispy cream puffs would be fine. β
"Don't buy dim sum in the school cafeteria, the workmanship is too rough and the taste is too strong. I recommend you to go to the meow dessert shop on the pedestrian street, next to Shuangtang Ji, the newly opened shop, which is very popular, and Li Meng has chattered several times. β
"Also, you must carry Jiang Yu on her back when giving gifts, she doesn't like Li Meng to eat too many sweets, and she has been very strict recently......"
Before the nagging in the tent was finished, Dylan had already run out like a gust of wind.
Thirty seconds after running out, the dormitory door was slammed open with another 'bang'.
Mr. Vampire looked at the frightened elves with an apologetic expression, and quickly explained: "I was in a hurry, and I almost forgot our big public's book......
As he spoke, he jumped to the desk in a few steps, tore open Zheng Qing's drawer, and took out a thick bulging soft leather book from it.
"Tsk, the student council has always been so stingy. Dylan shook his head, then turned around and smiled at the elves surrounding Zheng Qing's tent, and ran out like another gust of wind.
In the whole dormitory, in this farce, the only thing that didn't react from beginning to end was maybe the fat cat that snapped on the fat man's pillow to take a nap after eating and drinkingβit just shook its ears when Dylan broke into the room again, and didn't even open its eyes.
But its 'steady' came to an end less than five minutes after Dylan left the dorm.
Because a black cat quietly slipped out of the crack in Zheng Qing's tent, and then stepped on the cat step and walked unhurriedly in front of the fat cat.
The distance was too close for the fat cat to endure, and he opened one eye angrily.
What are you doing?!
Tuan Tuan questioned the black cat with his eyes, and flicked his tail subconsciously.
"Ahem, I know you can understand me," the black cat squatted in front of Tuan Tuan and coughed fakely: "When they come back in the evening, if the atmosphere in the dormitory is good, they will fly me a red paper crane, and if the atmosphere is bad, they will fly me a white paper crane...... Ah, the paper crane is in my drawer, and it's already folded. β
The fat cat closed his eyes again.
"Five chicken thighs, two deposits. The black cat immediately raised its paws.
On the pillow, a claw poked out of the originally clumped hairball like lightning and slapped it on Zheng Qing's paw.
Deal!
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