Chapter 32: The semi-finals, take it and play with it
Following the direction pointed by the passerby, Qi Qing rushed over aggressively and soon saw the culprit in a roadside morning tea shop.
The young man was eating his breakfast quietly. On the seat next to him stood a human-shaped stand made of a rough wooden board, with the words "Qi Qing" clearly written on it. In front of him was a similar breakfast.
Qi Qing couldn't help but laugh out loud.
He even remembered to order breakfast for the sign. Should I praise him for being thoughtful?
He did nothing but walked over and said gently, "Hey, did you remember to give me food?"
Yue Ji was slightly stunned. He turned around and saw the young man with a smile on his face. He sat down next to the sign without any hesitation.
Looking at the human figure that was exactly the same height as himself, Qi Qing nodded slightly and commented sarcastically, "Not bad, are you worried that your master will be hungry down there?"
The young man said calmly: "Master is awake?"
There were two empty bowls stacked in front of him. It seemed that he was very hungry after getting up early for the competition. He didn't even have time to go back to the City Lord's Mansion, so he started eating on the roadside.
Qi Qing took the bowl in front of the signboard and ate while looking at the signboard beside him. He said sinisterly, "The craftsmanship is quite good. Even the curvature of my hair is restored just right. It seems that this has been a long time in the making."
The young man heard the hidden meaning in his words, finished his third bowl of snacks, lowered his eyes and whispered: "Others have masters to accompany them, I also want a master to accompany me."
Qi Qing finished his porridge and looked at the sign, feeling indescribable: "So you prepared a substitute?"
The wood splinters and burrs were not cleaned up and the work was too rough, not recreating its original style at all.
Yue Ji's eyes drifted away for a moment, and he said shyly: "I made it before going on stage, it's a little rough, I will definitely improve it next time."
“…”
Qi Qing was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed, gritting his teeth: "Want to have another time?"
He pointed at himself unhappily and said, "How about I go back to Middle-earth and leave it here to accompany you till the end of time?"
Speaking of the master-disciple match, he immediately thought of another thing and asked, "Also, why didn't you let me know when you signed up for the master-disciple match? If I hadn't thought of your competition and come to watch, would you really have brought this sign into the finals?"
——Then his "death news" will be circulated in the classic poems of the Alchemy Conference.
Have you heard? The genius alchemist who brought his master's spirit tablet to the competition won the championship. His filial piety moved Liucheng!
Yue Ji quickly glanced at his expression and assured him, "Of course not."
"You can't bring the stand into the finals, or you didn't tell me?" Qi Qing glanced at him sideways, not being fooled by him.
Yue Ji put the stand away with such care that it was hard not to suspect that he would take it out and use it again on some occasion.
Qi Qing suddenly felt a headache and said speechlessly: "Yue Ji, Master has never treated you unfairly, right?"
I taught him sword skills, held him when he slept, accompanied him during his extra lessons, and gave him pocket money, but in the end, he was replaced by such an ugly person. How much hatred and resentment must I have?
The young man misunderstood and said seriously, "Master, don't worry. I will definitely redraw it after I collect it, and try to make it show one ten-thousandth of your spirit."
"Can't you just throw this thing away!" Qi Qing asked in despair.
Yue Ji shook his head firmly.
What a terrible thing.
Qi Qing complained in his heart and said disdainfully: "Forget it, finish eating quickly and follow me back to the City Lord's Mansion to have a good rest."
Unexpectedly, Yue Ji rejected him: "Master, please go back first. I have some important matters to deal with."
Qi Qing paused while drinking tea and looked at him in surprise.
This is the first time that Yue Ji has asked to act alone since leaving the sect. It is so rare.
He asked casually, "What's the matter?"
Yue Ji said: "Of course it's about the Alchemy Conference."
Qi Qing said "Oh", and lost interest when he thought of the pain of accompanying him to the alchemy class these days. He waved his hand and said, "In that case, I will go back first. Remember to come back for lunch at noon."
After saying this, the young man stood up and left, seemingly with no intention of asking any further questions.
——Until we turned the corner.
Qi Qing stopped, turned around, and rubbed his hands seriously.
Something is wrong. Yue Ji's behavior today is really abnormal.
Could it be that he has some little secret of growth? For safety reasons, it would not be too late to wait for his guardian to investigate before making a judgment.
Qi Qing did what he said, found a secluded corner, and made some hand gestures to hide his body.
He restrained his breath, blended into the crowd, and quietly returned to the morning tea shop, just in time for Yue Ji to pay the bill and leave.
Qi Qing followed him closely, and after walking for a while, he found the road under his feet was quite familiar.
Yue Ji returned to the preliminary competition venue of the alchemy conference.
At this time, the single-player competition was entering a white-hot stage. Many alchemists had sweat on their foreheads. They were exhausted due to controlling the fire for too long.
Yue Ji casually glanced at the stadium, walked around the periphery, and clearly locked onto the target.
——This is exactly where Miao Zheng is.
Qi Qing looked in the direction he was pointing and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, wondering if this kid had finally come to his senses and become interested in Miao Zheng?
But Miao Zheng’s real gender... He touched his chin in embarrassment.
Would Yue Ji like boys? Or, find a time to hint to him?
…
After two days of fierce competition, the preliminary round finally ended on the second day. Nearly half of the contestants left with regret.
The rematch was scheduled for five days later. Out of respect for being forced to participate, Qi Qing reluctantly suppressed his temper and made an effort to cram.
Unfortunately, alchemy is like advanced mathematics. You can’t pass the test just by knowing the formula.
In the semi-finals, Qi Qing looked at the various magical herbs and flowers in front of him and felt dizzy and disoriented.
How is the tutorial written in the book?
He tried hard to recall the non-existent memories, and watched other masters and apprentices selecting the raw materials and preparing to light the furnace, feeling extremely anxious.
Think quickly, stubborn guy, he will never allow Long Aotian to be dragged down by him!
Good news: He remembers the recipe he drew.
Bad news: He fell asleep during this class and didn't learn anything.
At this moment, a hand with distinct muscles passed over him and accurately picked out several spiritual herbs.
Yue Ji said softly: "Master, let me do it."
He looked calm and composed, as if he was confident. Qi Qing simply put down the spiritual herb and asked, "Are you sure?"
The boy nodded and turned on the stove quickly.
A strange scene soon appeared in the rematch.
While the masters in other groups were either methodical or nervously refining the elixirs with their disciples assisting them, Qi Qing's group was particularly leisurely.
——To be precise, Qi Danliang was taking it easy, while the responsibility of refining the elixir fell entirely on Yue Ji's shoulders.
Seeing the onlookers and other contestants casting condemning glances at Qi Qing, Qi Qing whistled guiltily, finally picking up his responsibility as a master, and asked with a clear conscience: "Is there anything I can do for you, Master?"
Yue Ji stared at the fire in the stove intently, without even looking up, and handed him a few spiritual herbs that were good for nothing except sweetness: "Here, Master, take them and play with them."
Qi Qing: “…”
Is he looked down upon?
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