Chapter 239: Dancing and Talking About Philosophy

The dark purple dress lined the burgundy long wavy hair, and there was a charming atmosphere flowing in the light.

The dress had no sleeves, and the ivory-white arms were exposed from the shoulders, exuding a rich fragrance that looked soft and charming in the light of the lamps. The cinched waist and wide belt successfully set off the graceful figure of the gypsy witch.

The long skirt corners are dragged to the ankles, leaving a playful slit on the left side of the skirt that extends to the upper thighs. This hazy beauty attracts countless eyeballs, even if it is covered by fluffy tassels, it can't stop the looming gaze around them.

Even the witch's dance partner could not restrain her impulses, and could not help but lower her head and glance at her occasional beauty.

Yelena held a goblet in her left hand, containing half a glass of amber liquid, and gently placed her right hand on Zheng Qing's shoulder. Zheng Qing's held her left hand with one hand, and gently supported her waist with the other.

The two of them swayed slowly on the dance floor to the sound of soft music.

"You didn't play when we danced, so I thought you weren't going to come tonight. The gypsy witch chuckled, her eyes fell on the face of the student, and the corners of her mouth curled playfully.

"Let's dance?" Zheng Qing agreed in a daze, and reacted for a long time before he suddenly sobered up: "Oh, yes, didn't they say that they wanted the public scholarship students to dance the opening dance?" I wondered why no one called me...... Listen to you, the opening dance is over?"

The witch finally couldn't help it, lowered her head, and laughed as she leaned on Zheng Qing's shoulder.

Zheng Qing carefully held the witch's left hand to prevent the amber light from spilling out of her wine glass, while looking around in embarrassment, but his waist involuntarily straightened up.

"You're so naΓ―ve. After a long time, she finally straightened up, two blushes appeared on her cheeks, and her two big eyes were shining, which were particularly charming in the light.

But what she said was less glamorous.

"You're already a college student, don't always act like a child. She smiled and emphasized in an accentuated tone: "Now that you know that you want to do the opening dance, then you naturally have to find someone to ask for the time and place...... Don't always rely on others to push you forward. ”

These words are very pertinent, but they are a little harsh.

Zheng Qing didn't like to listen to it.

It just so happened that there was a minor seventh interval flowing in the dance music, which seemed a little abrupt in the whole dance music. The witch frowned slightly, shook her head, and said, "I don't like this music. ”

Zheng Qing thought thoughtfully, nodded and said, "That's true...... If you subtract a few intervals, it should be a little more comfortable. But if it is really reduced, this dance music will not be the same. ”

The witch raised her eyebrows in surprise: "You still know music......?

"Just a little bit of it. Zheng Qing never forgot the words she had just taught in her heart, and added casually: "Just like the discordant interval you just heard, you can find it in many classic dance songs and hunting songs...... To be able to become classics, the style of these songs is naturally very strict. But that doesn't mean they are necessarily harmonious. ”

As soon as the words came out, he vaguely regretted it, and immediately stopped talking.

But Yelena didn't seem to notice the meaning of his words, blinked, and added with great interest:

"Do you mean that if you want to be a classic, you have to mix a harmonious melody with a little bit of unusual notes?"

Zheng Qing smiled reluctantly, trying to distance this awkward conversation: "...... Maybe it's to set off, maybe it's to highlight the original melody, maybe it's just a small rule tossed up by some unknown being because of bad taste...... Just like geniuses are always a little crazy, there are always waves under the calm, and it seems to be smooth sailing, but in fact it can't help itself......"

The more the conversation became, the more strange it became, so that in the end, Zheng Qing no longer knew what he was talking about.

On the contrary, it was Yelena, who seemed to have a concern for his last few words, and muttered silently, with a little sadness in her eyes.

This greatly unnerved the young government-funded students.

An elf dragged a huge glass bottle over the heads of the two dancers, and seemed to see the witch's half-empty wine glass, and she fluttered her wings with great effort to tilt the glass bottle and fill it.

"No, no need, thank you. Zheng Qing immediately spoke up to stop the elf's reckless behavior.

"Huh?" The elf shook its tentacles, its eyes widening in confusion.

The gypsy witch finally woke up from her contemplation, turned her head to look at the hard-working elf, and smiled slightly: "It's okay, let's do it...... Pour it full. ”

As she spoke, she glanced back at the wizard and blinked, "It's okay to mix some juice...... It's also nice to be able to help her take a little bit of the load off her shoulders. ”

A bright smile suddenly appeared on Zheng Qing's face.

He immediately remembered the figure who was apologizing on the pedestrian street before school started, but stood firmly behind Lin Guo.

"I like that the most. He chuckled and muttered, the unhappiness of a few minutes ago vanished.

Memories are always like wild horses, and when he thinks of the scene when Elena helped Lingo against Arthur Ness in the pedestrian street, he can't help but think of what she was wearing at the time, her boots, her short skirt, and her slender thighs.

The witch couldn't help but bow his head again, his gaze resting between her bare arms and the looming seams of her skirt.

"Is it pretty?" asked the witch suddenly.

"Good looking. Zheng Qing replied subconsciously, but he reacted immediately, raised his head quickly with a red face, looked at the stars in the sky, and emphasized: "Very charming!"

"Are you talking about the starry sky, or something else?" asked the witch reluctantly.

"Every time I see the starry sky, I always feel my own insignificance, the greatness of life, and the meaning of life. Zheng Qing held Yelena's hand, squinted, looked at the bright existences above his head, and said something that he didn't know what he meant: "This process is very charming, very charming......"

Perhaps he himself believed that he really found the starry sky fascinating.

Maybe it's just a simple practice of being cheeky.

Zheng Qing felt that the heat on his face was fading rapidly.

These words sound very philosophical. The witch blinked, but her tone was a little disappointed.

Zheng Qing felt as if he should say something and make amends.

He felt a little dry in his throat.

It just so happened that there was a full wine glass at hand.

So he grabbed the glass that Elena was holding in his hand and poured himself a big sip.

The strange taste spread from the tip of his tongue, and there was a hint of sweetness in the sting, which made his eyes burst into tears.

"Is it good?" the witch tilted her head and looked at her glass.

Zheng Qing suddenly reacted that the owner of this glass of wine was not himself.

"Delicious. He stiffened, his face flushed again, but he didn't know whether he was stimulated by alcohol or embarrassed embarrassment.

The dance music in the trumpet flower came to an end at this time.

"I'll go get you a green bee. The young student said in a dry tone, "Matthew's amber light is estimated to have been drunk by those wizards......

"Okay. Yelena's voice sounded a little stiff, too: "There are indeed many more green bees...... It is said that because of this dance, the student union removed half of the owner's stock on the pedestrian street. ”