Hunting High School

Zheng Qing glanced at Dr. Xiao Da, thinking that he looked like a little hedgehog with fried fur.

"What's going on with him today? Why is he so angry?" The young public finance student opened his mouth and asked Xin Fatty silently.

Fatty obviously doesn't understand what teamwork and low-key cooperation are.

"Oh, it's not because of Mr. Sima." Fatty said carelessly, with a very loud voice: "Winter vacation is coming soon, and Mr. Sima can't go home with him, so it's inevitable that I'm a little emotional... Don't you know? Having said that , who do you plan to bring home during the Chinese New Year?"

Zheng Qing's face turned dark, and he almost threw the book in his hand and smashed it on Fatty's face.

What do you mean, who do you plan to bring home this year?

Can these nonsense words be said so carelessly?

Zheng Qing was just 'almost', but someone took action.

Before Fatty finished speaking, the black hard-shell notebook that Xiao Xiao covered his face, which he never left his hand, slid a beautiful arc in mid-air, and hit his naked, white belly with a 'slap' superior.

The fat cat who was happily stepping on its belly screamed in fright, and its sharp claws popped out from between the toes with a 'shua'.

"Ah... ah!"

Sim Fatty immediately uttered two short, piercing screams.

The first scream was because Xiao Xiao's hard-shell notebook hit his belly, causing him severe pain.

The second scream was because Tuantuan's sharp claws pierced his belly without hindrance, causing secondary damage to Fatty's body and mind.

Dylan, who had been feigning sleep in the coffin, finally couldn't bear it anymore, opened the curtain, and laughed wildly.

Zheng Qing ignored Fatty's tragic situation and turned to look at Xiao Xiao.

"Will the school agree?" He had already begun to seriously consider Xin Fatty's previous proposal, and planned to take a stroll in the northern part of Beta Town. It's just that he still needs to confirm some details before making a final decision: "For example, after the holiday, it's okay for students to wander around between different colleges? Also, the atmosphere outside the school was so tense a while ago, will the school allow us to go to the North District?" ? Do I need to ask the professor for an approval note?"

"After the holidays, as long as you don't smash windows and set fires in the school, why does the school care so much about you?" Xiao Xiao rolled his eyes, commanded the elves to carry the own notebook back from Fatty's belly, and explained angrily: "The school has always said that one thing is worse than one thing less. If you can take less responsibility, you will never take more... Besides, the North District is not the Silent Forest, it just has more magicians. Other wizards don't want to go because they are afraid of Losing face. You will Is there such a concern?"

Zheng Qing shook his head decisively.

"So," Xiao Xiao took the notebook from the little elf, reopened it, pressed it on his face, and said in a low voice: "Everyone is an adult, and the school will not and can't control what you plan to do after the holiday. of."

Dylan, who poked his head out of the coffin, also stopped laughing at this moment.

He wiped the corners of his eyes and added: "The school is not a prison. There are only differences in the philosophy of running a school between different colleges. How can we never communicate with each other... As long as we are students of the First University, we can travel between different colleges." Yes. Otherwise, where would a student like me live during the winter vacation?"

When arranging dormitories, First University likes to arrange students from different colleges in a random way, which is called building a harmonious campus environment. Dylan's stay in dormitory 403 was the result of this arrangement.

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After listening to the analysis of the two roommates, Zheng Qing nodded, thinking it made sense.

"Oh, by the way, call me when you guys plan to go," Xiao Xiao suddenly raised a corner of the notebook, revealing half of his face, and snorted, "Count me in as well... The survey on the current situation of magicians sounds like a Nice research project."

"Did we say we wanted you?" Xin Fatty finally found a chance to fight back, Da Ma sat up from the bed, and shouted cursingly: "I Bayer will go to the North District by myself, with the mouse , I will go to the North District with the murlocs, and I will never go with you!"

Tuantuan squatted on Fatty's lap, wailing in response, looking like they were fighting against each other.

Zheng Qing stared at a fat cat and a cat expressionlessly... Oh, it was the two fat ones. He turned his head and looked at Mr. Vampire Werewolf lying next to the coffin: "Where's Dylan? You said you stayed in school during the winter vacation... you Are you going? Tsk, your dark circles look a bit serious today, did you not rest in the morning?"

Vampires are cold-blooded creatures, and they want to sleep when the weather is warm, especially in a warm room in winter, which is the best time to take a nap.

Werewolves, on the other hand, are warm-blooded creatures, always energetic and very active.

Dylan combines the contradictory characteristics of the two. He likes to sleep, but he can't sleep well. As a result, he often has dark circles around his eyes, his eyelids are half drooping, and he always looks lazy.

"I'm waiting for the bat at home to give me new cufflinks." Dylan hung his head on the edge of the coffin, humming weakly.

Unlike the state of laughing wildly while slapping the coffin board a few minutes ago, his current mood has fallen into a downturn again.

"Cufflinks? You still have a lot here?!" Zheng Qing raised his head and pointed to the mahogany wardrobe not far away with a surprised expression.

Although the cabinet door was not opened, Zheng Qing saw Dylan playing with the contents more than once.

To be honest, Zheng Qing felt that according to the stock of clothes in his wardrobe, he could wear them for four years without buying new ones.

"But those are all worn before." Dylan raised his arm, hooked his fingers, and the mahogany cabinet door opened with a 'snap', and then a series of cufflinks of different colors and styles flew out one after another. The twins formed a long snake formation along the edge of the bed.

Dylan followed the cufflinks with his fingers, and clicked them one by one. He said sullenly, "Hey, this, this, this...these are all worn. How can you wear them to meet people if you have already worn them?"

Zheng Qingxuan didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Although he often saw Dylan rubbing his fangs with a small brush, he never realized that Dylan was so particular about clothes.

"In principle, you only need three pairs of cufflinks." Xin Fatty said in a mocking tone.

Dylan ignored him.

"How about that tortoiseshell pair? I always think its color is very nice." Zheng Qing looked at the row of hundreds of pairs of cuff buttons, finally sighed, and pointed to one of them to suggest.

"No." Dylan shook his head firmly: "Because it's so beautiful, others will pay more attention to it...I can't let others notice that I have worn this pair of cufflinks before."

"But everyone can see you wearing the same robe to class every day." Sim Fatty curled his lips.

"Indeed, I never noticed before that you change your cuffs and bow ties every day." Zheng Qing echoed.

"Matthew will find out, Friedman will find out, Adam will find out... even the little cub of the Taylor family can notice it!" Dylan stubbornly rejected the suggestions of the roommates.

These reasons were so powerful that Zheng Qing was speechless.