Poseidon really gave a gift.
After Zheng Qing pinched his nose and rummaged through the gifts from strangers for a long time, he finally saw what appeared to be the emblem of Qingqiu Mansion on a palm-sized square box - this emblem was probably drawn by the little fox himself, with nine circling foxes. The tail is painted like an octopus, which is extremely abstract. There is also a diamond-shaped plum blossom paw print in the center of the emblem.
If the paw print hadn't looked so familiar, Zheng Qing would never have opened the gift box easily.
The gift in the box is a green apple.
The young public-funded student weighed the fruit and carefully smelled it for a long time. After asking Dr. Xin to help check it, he finally confirmed that it was an ordinary apple with no magic power or magical effect.
"An apple is also good." Zheng Qing held the apple with an aunt's smile that belonged to his old father: "Apple, apple, be safe..."
Snapped!
Xiao Xiao snapped his fingers.
"Oh, I remember," the apologetic fortune teller flipped through his black notebook, with a hint of confusion in his tone: "Do you still remember that Poseidon stayed in our dormitory for a day on the Lantern Festival?"
"What's wrong?"
"The fat man asked me that day if there were any Christmas traditions in our college. I replied, 'Sending apples to each other... Poseidon probably took note of our conversation at that time."
After Xiao Xiao's reminder, Zheng Qing had a vague impression that there had indeed been such a conversation. But at the same time, he also remembered what Su Ya had mentioned when he sent Poseidon that day - he clearly remembered that apples occupied a very important position in the list of three meals a day provided by Qingqiu Mansion.
The young public-funded student suspected that the little fox gave the apple to him because he didn't want to eat it.
But such speculation is inappropriate in the current atmosphere.
"What a good boy."
Fatty Xin picked up a sleeve and wiped the corner of his eyes, pretending to be touched, and turned to look at Zheng Qing: "The child is so good, you can't give her an apple in return. What gift are you going to give him in return?"
Return gift?
Hearing this word, Zheng Qing suddenly came back to his senses. He still had two months of light treasure boxes waiting to be perfected! He exclaimed, took out his pocket watch and looked at the time.
It's past ten o'clock in the afternoon.
Class starts in less than fifty minutes.
"It's broken, it's broken."
The young public-funded student hurriedly took out two treasure boxes and placed them on the desk. He carefully took out the hair, but his eyes fell on the foxtail pen not far away. To be honest, the situation didn't seem too bad, because of the delay. During this time, he opened Su Shijun's gift and unexpectedly found that two light treasure boxes could be prepared completely.
"Is this the return gift you prepared?"
The fat wizard came over with great interest and carefully examined the decoration on the box. He raised his eyebrows and said, "From Hook Brothers Watch Shop? I haven't heard of giving clocks to people during the holidays... What do you think?" !」
"Brother Hu Ke is not only good at making clocks." Xiao Xiao answered the fat man's question for Zheng Qing.
So Zheng Qing didn't argue anymore, quietly opened the wooden box and displayed the two bubble-like crystal balls in front of his companions. Different from the dim light in the watch shop, the desk in dormitory 403 is close to the window. Under the bright light at noon, the two crystal balls exude a charming color. ….
Unlike when there is full moonlight, under the sunlight, the witch in the treasure box does not play in the garden, but quietly sits in the pavilion and pavilion playing the piano, painting and calligraphy. Through the transparent crystal cover, the melodious sound of the piano can be vaguely heard. Flow all around.
"Pull the curtains!"
Zheng Qing rolled up his sleeves and gave an order. The light in the room was too strong, and the witches were hiding in the exquisite pavilions, which was very detrimental to his next step in introducing the aura.
Snapped!
Wow!
Xiao Xiao snapped his fingers again, and the curtains seemed to be pulled forcefully by an invisible hand, and the dormitory suddenly became dark. The fat cat who was playing with the moon instrument suddenly yawned, stretched out his body, and jumped feebly into the fat man's bed.
The hair that Zheng Qing was holding quietly disappeared into ashes and turned into a wisp of breath lingering in the wizard's fingers. Then he followed Brother Hook's instructions and guided the wisp of breath bit by bit, as if using a crystal ball for divination. Into the crystal ball.
At the same time, he tried hard to visualize Jiang Yu's appearance, clothing, and makeup in his mind; visualized her every move, every frown and smile; visualized her tone when speaking, and her expression when she was angry.
Inexplicably, the little white cat on the cat fruit tree flashed through the wizard's mind from time to time - the little white cat with such a bad temper that he would kick the black cat off the tree at every turn.
"It's changed, it's changed!" Fatty Xin's fussing voice came to his ears.
Zheng Qing opened his eyes.
The fog on the face of the witch in the crystal dome gradually dissipated, revealing a dignified and beautiful face. The two fogs under her feet also turned into two kittens, one black and one white, chasing each other and playing happily.
Everything in the Moonlight Box follows Brother Hook's description.
The only problem is that the witch's appearance is slightly different from what Zheng Qing expected. Although her facial features vaguely resemble Jiang Yu's, the young public-funded student can be very sure that she is not her.
"who is she?"
Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and carefully looked at the witch in the crystal dome, with a puzzled expression on his face: "Who are you going to give this strange witch to? Congressman Su or Monitor Jiang?"
Zheng Qing's face was ashen, and he didn't know that Li Meng had done something wrong with his hair.
Just then.
The letter he had thrown aside long ago spontaneously ignited in the absence of wind. In an instant, it turned into a pile of ashes. Then a wisp of dark wind blew past, and the pile of ashes outlined a short gray figure, with his hands on his hips and shouting. Harsh laughter:
"Idiot! Scumbag! Shameless person!"
"Why would I give you my cousin's hair!"
"God knows what bad things you want to do to my cousin! No matter what bad things you want to do, just come here! Get over your aunt first! Hahahahaha!"
Zheng Qing rolled his eyes angrily and slapped the bastard to death.
have to.
Thirty jade coins were wasted.
Fortunately, as long as the gift is not given, there is still room for making amends for the mistake.
"Hmm... Do you think this person looks a bit like Li Meng?" Fatty Xin squinted his eyes and looked at the witch in the crystal cover, his tone was a little uncertain: "...I'm not talking about the little guy now, I'm talking about growing up. Later Li Meng."
As a pervert who once coveted the little witch, the fat wizard's eyes were much more accurate than those of his two companions.
Zheng Qing sighed heavily.
It was hard to tell which was worse, whether that hair belonged to Li Meng or another strange witch. The only thing he was relatively sure of was that his other thirty jade coins would not be wasted.
While thinking about it, he weighed the beautiful foxtail pen. .
solemn knight
