Chapter 119: Dormitory for trainees (1/2)
I'm afraid that No.1 didn't expect that he just put down his words in No.1 Middle School not long ago and said ”You let me manipulate these ants?”, but turned his head to find out more information about his rivals and monitor the other party's movements. Naturally, a puppet thread was installed on the head of the British short blue and white cat.
The key is to settle down. I didn’t expect to be caught on the spot.
The most important thing is that the magician did not touch his puppet line and did not divination. What went wrong turned out to be his most proud acting.
I have to say that this is simply a shame in shame for the devil who is keen on acting and provoking things.
But of course, Zong Jiu didn't care at all.
Originally, Zong Jiu was only a little skeptical about the abnormality of cats today, so he stood at the door of the bathroom and waited for the rabbits. As expected, things were just as he thought.
Haha, the no.8 black wizard mistake made in the copy of No.1 Middle School, Zong Jiu will never make it again!
The white-haired young man was only wearing a pair of pants. One hand was holding the cat, and the other hand cut the puppet line without hesitation. After confirming that it was correct, he put the cat down from mid-air and hooked it with his fingertips soothingly. Hook it on the back of the neck.
The blue and white pupils returned to the normal ice blue in the past, and he glanced at him very noble and coldly, as if saying, ”You human being, dare to carry the master in the air, brave!”
Zong Jiu: ”...”
Although I miss the cat that only clings to people just now, this is the normal temperament that a real cat should have.
The young man rubbed his blue and white chubby head, lost in thought, ”Speaking of which, it seems that I haven't named you yet.”
Zong Jiu was born with a great affection for cats.
When she was a child in the orphanage, the old nun also raised an orange cat.
It is a pity that the nun is old, and the orange cat is also old. Later, when the old nun died, the orange cat was entrusted to Zong Jiu.
When attending the funeral, Zong Jiu watched the coffin being buried deep underground, and the black iron cross above was shining brightly on the tombstone. The pastor chanted monotonously in the distance and chanted loudly: ”She has calmed down all the toil, and the soul has returned to the Lord's embrace, Amen!”
Later, the orange cat died, Zong Jiu found an iron box, took the cat to the cemetery at midnight, dug up the soil with a shovel and buried it in it.
The fashionable and young man only thought that he would go to heaven when buried here, so he hoped that the orange cat would be picked up by the Lord and rested in the Lord's arms as the pastor said.
Later, he was accepted as an apprentice by a magician and showed amazing magic talent. When touring around the world, it was difficult for him to settle down in any country or city because he was touring around the world every day. Has been shelved, and finally nothing came of it.
Later, when his hand was injured, he no longer had the mood to raise a cat. Unexpectedly, going around and around, it turned out to be a long-cherished wish after wearing the book.
”Yes.”
Looking at the blue and white icy blue eyes, Zong Jiu bends the corners of his mouth, ”Just call you the Great Devil.”
The Great Demon King was obviously dissatisfied with his new name. After glancing at him, he walked away on an elegant catwalk, and went to sleep. The magician who stayed alone shrugged his shoulders on the spot, and continued to return to his bathing career.
After taking a hot bath, it seemed to wash away all the exhaustion.
From the copy of the first middle school to the dormitory for the trainees, it is inappropriate to say that it is like passing from the 20th century to the modern civilized society.
Zong Jiu fastened his bathrobe, walked to the side of the dryer to dry his hair, returned to the bed, and turned off the light beside the bed.
”Ding.” With a sound, the entire suite went dark. Only the flame in the fireplace is still jumping, emitting a bright light.
It was so quiet for a while, and suddenly, there seemed to be sticky shadows cruising in the dark, and the unknown phantoms gathered and expanded, but at a certain moment, they suddenly disappeared like a tide.
On the soft big bed, the young man's long silver-white eyelashes moved slightly, opening his eyes vigilantly.
However, after more than ten minutes after he opened his eyes, there were no other changes in the suite.
To no avail, Zong Jiu slowly closed his eyes again.
Outside the window, the heavy snow was flying like fluttering cotton wool, wrapping the tall tree canopy in silver.
The big devil nestled by the fireplace, his tail rising and falling one after another.
Everything fell into silence.
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It was already the next day after Zong Jiu woke up.
This sleep made him refreshed and full of vitality.
He lay in bed and ordered breakfast with a light screen. After getting up and brushing his teeth, the butler in the tuxedo also pushed the silver dining car and knocked on his door.
The A-level exclusive butler poured a cup of hot soy milk for him, poured Dutch juice on the eggs Benedict wrapped in white bread and uncovered a cage of steaming Cantonese morning refreshments. The baked fried dough sticks are spread on the frosting paper, and a napkin is laid out for him and knives and forks are arranged for him. Before leaving, there was still a professional smile on his face, and he bent over to put a bowl of boiled chicken at the right temperature for the big devil, and then retreated respectfully.
Before enjoying this hearty breakfast, Zong Jiu first used the tarot card to fortune telling, and only after he made sure that the caring butler had not been manipulated by the increasingly boring No.1, he moved his head.
Unexpectedly, just as Zong Jiu was eating breakfast, an unexpected guest suddenly appeared outside the door.
”Tuk, Tuk, Tuk.”
When the knock on the door sounded, the magician was cutting the bacon while figuring out which part of the body should be strengthened with the 8,000 survival points obtained from this level-up.
Zong Jiu had this idea when the fight with the devil was downwind.
After he has adjusted his physical strength, it is not a no.1 punch.
His thoughts were suddenly interrupted, Zong Jiu lazily put down his knife and fork, and turned on the camera on the light screen.
After seeing the person standing outside, the white-haired young man raised his eyebrows.
Oh, he didn't expect that he didn't come to the door, but this person came to the door by himself.