Happy Wind Man of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 47 Vodka (Part [-])
"Okay, I understand..." The conductor put down his phone, looked at Jiang Xun like a monster, and said, "There is no problem with your ticket, and the machine is not broken, but because you are the only Z-class in the history of Kassel College , there is no information about you in the database of the train system, and now the update has been completed, you can follow the normal procedure to get on the train when you get off and get on the train, let’s go, we can’t stop here for too long.”

Jiang Xun and the other three followed the conductor onto the platform. The high-speed train stopped on the tracks with its dazzling headlights on.

The car is black, with a streamlined body, dazzling silver and white arabesques on the black paint surface, gorgeous as a work of art.

Outside the only sliding door, stood an old acquaintance, Professor Guderian, Lu Mingfei's mentor.

After getting on the bus, the three of them changed into the uniforms of Cassel College in the cloakroom, including white shirts, dark green suits with thin silver edges, dark rose scarves, and the world of Cassel College embroidered on the chest pockets. Tree school badge.

The tailor at the college had never measured Jiang Xun's figure, but he made the clothes fit perfectly. He felt that this suit was no worse than the custom-made suit that Su Xiaoqiang gave him before. Thinking about the number of students at Kassel College every year, just School uniforms are a lot of money.

He couldn't help lamenting that the academy was so rich that he had to find a way to rip off the academy again.

Jiang Xun opened his cuffs and saw the name embroidered with dark green thread inside, Xun Jng.

Xun Jiang?Xunjiang sounds like a river or a place name.

The English custom is to put the first name first and the surname last, and the pinyin of his name is Xunjiang when it is reversed.

This name is too frustrating and does not fit his persona as a great dragon slayer. He is now a dragon slayer who has a record of breeding ancient dragons.

In the history of the secret party, there are probably not many dragon slayers who have actually killed the next-generation ancient dragon. Each one of them should be a great hero who will leave his name in history.

If there were history classes for mixed-race people, Jiang Xun's name should be included in the history textbooks.

But when I think of those mixed-race children naming the great dragon slayer Mr. Xunjiang, I feel weird, and I still have to think of a catchy English name.

Jiang Xun followed Fingel and Lu Mingfei into the carriage where Professor Guderian was.

Professor Guderian was preparing to tutor Lu Mingfei for freshmen. Jiang Xun wanted to join the class out of curiosity, but was ruthlessly rejected by the old man.

Guderian drove Jiang Xun out on the grounds that his research team was going to have a small meeting.

In fact, Professor Guderian is not such a stingy person. The main reason is that he has a sense of crisis.

He and Professor Schneider went to China to recruit students. He was an S-level player with a strong starting hand, while Schneider's was a Z-level player with a loose hand.

As a result, the Z-level students killed an out-of-control A-level hybrid and a second-generation ancient dragon before they entered school. His S-level students had been fishing for a month.

But Professor Guderian firmly believes that Lu Mingfei has great potential. Lu Mingfei is the mythical beast and elf in Pokémon, with a very high race value.

As for Professor Schneider, he was just lucky enough to pick up a green caterpillar that could mutate into an empty seat, that's all, and he wasn't jealous at all.

Professor Guderian believes that the potential of Ming Fei Beast is S-level after all. Although it looks like a waste now, it may not even be as good as E-level students, but it doesn't matter, as long as it is cultivated carefully, it will definitely shock the world in time.

Jiang Xun angrily cursed, and angrily walked away with a bottle of vodka on the table.

Fingel, an alcoholic, wouldn't know how many famous wines he drank in the past two days. A bottle of mid-grade vodka from Fingel's mentor wouldn't be too much, right?
Jiang Xun walked through the connecting passage to the compartment assigned to him, pushed open the door, and saw a petite girl sitting in the corner of the compartment.

The girl was wearing the dark green uniform of Kassel College, her skin was so white that it was cold, and her blond hair, which was so light that it was almost pure white, was braided and tied into a bun on the top of her head, exposing her slender neck.The whole person looks like an ice sculpture.Jiang Xun thinks this girl is very beautiful, but her hairstyle is not suitable. It would be better to change it to double ponytails.

Golden twin ponytails match perfectly with lolita.

"Classmate, can I sit here?" Jiang Xun walked to her side and asked.

"There are still a lot of empty seats over there." Zero said calmly.

"The chair over there feels bad for farts. My butt is as delicate as Princess and the Pea." Jiang Xun made random excuses and sat opposite Zero.

Zero didn't drive him away, nor did he speak, just quietly looking out the window.

Jiang Xun then took a look outside the porthole. The train was traveling at a speed of more than 200 kilometers per hour. It was pitch black and empty, and she didn't know what she was looking at.

Could it be that you don’t want to see my face?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Jiang Xun felt that although he was slightly inferior to Wu Yanzu, he was still indistinguishable from the mediocre Gu Tianle.

"Hello, classmate, nice to meet you. My name is Jiang Xun. I come from Wuqian City, China. I am 18 years old. My favorite sport is basketball..." Jiang Xun used the few English sentences taught in middle school English. Start a conversation with the blond loli in front of you.

"Zero," Zero said the word with a Russian accent, and then said in fluent Chinese: "Russian.

"Zero is English, right? Zero?"

"It's also a Russian word, it's 'zero'. I don't have an official name. The number they gave me is '0'." The girl said lightly, "You can call me zero."

"I would also like to ask you Russians to call her whatever she is, such as Sharapova," Jiang Xun looked into her eyes and said meaningfully, "or Renata."

"Who are you?" Upon hearing the name Renata, Zero's originally indifferent eyes became sharp, and her body tensed up, like a small animal with explosive hair.

The thinner the legs, the more painful it is to kick people. Jiang Xun has no doubts about the powerful explosive power hidden in that petite body.

Jiang Xun didn't answer her question directly, but kept smiling, took out two cups from the drawer under the table, raised the vodka in his hand and asked, "Do you want a cup?"

Zero nodded, and she stared into his eyes, as if to see through this guy.

The two drank glass after glass of vodka.

Vodka is a strong liquor, a specialty liquor of fighting peoples. It sounds strong, but in fact it looks and tastes like water. It is far less harsh on the throat than white wine.

The definition of vodka in countries such as Canada and the United States is a colorless alcoholic beverage with no special aroma or characteristics.

It does not have the astounding aroma of gin, the spiciness of Chinese liquor, the richness of whiskey, the mellowness of brandy, or the sweetness of rum. It is smooth in the mouth and has no complex taste. It does not hang on your throat and slides slowly along the esophagus. Towards the stomach wall, causing a slight twitch, and a ball of warmth gradually unfolded.

(End of this chapter)