Dressed blue elves flew over the heads of the young wizards with huge open bottles.

The bottles are filled with colourful juices and liquors.

Compared to the common green elves on the market, these little blue ones are obviously stronger and smarter. With a cheerful squeak, they refilled the empty Burgundy cup in the hands of each young wizard, and from time to time they deftly curved in a beautiful arc to avoid the greedy snooping of some lampworm.

For those bugs who love high-energy juices, juice is an unbeatable treat.

"I'm sorry, I don't need it for the time being, thank you!" Zheng Qing squeezed into the crowd while embarrassingly dodging the warm hospitality of a blue elf.

Maybe it's because he's been blessed by the elves, or maybe it's just because a certain blue elf has a stronger sense of responsibility and mission.

She seemed to feel that in this feast, a young wizard was empty-handed was a huge mistake. So he held the jar in one hand and the slender leg of the glass in the other, trying to stuff the goblet into Zheng Qing's hand.

Poseidon seemed interested in the brightly colored juice in the jar, propping up his two front paws in Zheng Qing's arms, spitting out his little pink tongue and squeaking - of course, perhaps more interested in the few lightworms flying around the jar.

Ever since biting a few lightworms in a witch's office, the little fox has taken these gravy and flavorful little bugs as his new snack. So much so that Zhan Yuchen, the duty guard of the pet farm, repeatedly complained to the young public-funded students that the complaint of a certain little fox harming the school's 'public lighting facilities' has been growing rapidly recently.

Therefore, Zheng Qing tightened the arm holding the little fox a little tighter, lest this bold little guy make some mess at today's dance.

And the young government-funded students obviously have no plans to drink drinks at the moment. It's just that it is difficult for him to make any rough expulsion methods against such an enthusiastic elf, and it just so happens that the words of several old students next to him aroused his interest, so Zheng Qing apologized to the elf, and at the same time hugged the little fox and squeezed in among the onlookers, trying to gently stop the elf through the crowd.

The surging crowd really stopped the elf's enthusiasm.

Zheng Qing breathed a sigh of relief but found that he had involuntarily squeezed into the depths of the crowd, he hesitated to glance behind him, except for the colorful robes, there was no gap.

So he simply hugged the little fox and continued to squeeze deeper into the crowd.

At the same time, the voices of some other wizards discussing it continued to drift into his ears.

“...... The hair is long and straight, and the hair is soft and shiny, but it does not look greasy, but gives it a very clean feeling...... I really want to know how she takes care of her hair!" A shrill female voice commented not far away: "And her skin looks very good, shiny and jade, like new porcelain...... I want to touch it!"

There was a burst of laughter next to him.

The wizards, in particular, laughed even more exaggeratedly.

"Her eyes are also very beautiful!" beside Zheng Qing, the other two male witches were whispering: "The eyes are very big, although the eyes are a little sloppy, but they are more and more revealing a coquettish demeanor......"

"It seems that she should be used to wearing glasses on weekdays...... Tsk, I feel like I can imagine her nobility when she wears glasses!"

"The clothes she picked out today are also suitable!" another voice said, "That purple fluffy tassel sets off her tall figure more symmetrically, especially the wide belt...... What the finishing touch!"

Zheng Qing couldn't help but tilt his head slightly and glanced at the few male witches who were speaking.

It was a few wizards in black dresses, and the three thin gold lines embroidered on the cuffs of the dresses clearly indicated their identities to Zheng Qing - they were juniors. It's just that I haven't seen which academy they're from yet.

"Just look at it, don't think about anything else. A short and fat wizard sighed under his breath and whispered to his companions, "Just by her walking temperament and that proud look, you can see that she is not from an ordinary family......"

"A witch who outperformed Miss O'Brien at the ball could be of ordinary origin?" another wizard snorted, "This kind of thing doesn't need you to emphasize. ”

"That's why I hate proms. Humpty Dumpty Wizard lowered his head in frustration: "Always seeing those near-perfect witches here, it will cause an unbalanced ...... mentality"

"yes...... I don't know who is worthy of such an elegant and noble lady. His companion sighed as well.

"Not much, but there are four or five. Someone next to him immediately reported it: "Zhao Qiao and Zhang Shuzhi from Jiuyou Academy, Sir Friedman Black Cullen from Alpha Academy, Pomer Wolf from Star Academy, and Boffitt from Atlas...... This is one of the few single giants in the senior class. ”

Zheng Qing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard a few familiar names.

I didn't expect Sir Friedman to be single, and Zhang Jixin and his brother, if he was also full of muscles like a red-faced wizard, I am afraid it would be difficult to find a girlfriend.

As for the two names of Star Academy and Atlas, they are a bit unfamiliar to Zheng Qing. Maybe it's the boss of the club, he guessed.

As they spoke, the position of the young scholarship student moved a few steps forward.

The makeshift dance in the center of the crowd seemed to have come to an end, and the crowd dispersed slightly, and Zheng Qing finally squeezed through the crowd and saw the witch who had been praised for a long time.

The purple figure was lifting the corners of her skirt and greeting the surrounding audience.

There were a lot of lights and fireflies overhead, and the young public student squinted slightly, filtered through the dazzling light, and looked at the figure that seemed to be a little familiar.

"Hey!" the witch turned around, as if she had noticed something, and waved her hand in glee.

Zheng Qing blinked vigorously, then was dumbfounded.

"She's waving at me!" a wizard next to him shouted in an excited tone, "Tell me, it's not a dream!"

"It's not a dream," his companion told him very sincerely, "it's just your delusion...... Of course, it's not your fault. If you turn your head, you'll see that you're not the only one with the illusion next to you. ”

Zheng Qing tugged at the corners of his mouth, not knowing what kind of expression he should show.

If he hadn't known the witch in the middle of the field, he might have had the same delusion as the wizards next to him.