Hunting College

　　 Zheng Qing went to the playground for morning exercises with a dark circle.

　　 He has no complaints about this.

　　 Because he also admired Xiao Xiao with two dark circles under his eyes.

　　 For this reason, Xuantou refused to go to the playground with him for morning exercises, and insisted on meditating in the dormitory.

　　 But when Zheng Qingchen finished his training and returned to the dormitory while holding the fried dough stick and soy milk, he was shocked to find that Xiao Xiao's dark circles had disappeared.

　　 "You cheated!" While accusing the watermelon head of shamelessly, he looked at the full-length mirror in the dormitory and carefully checked the scar on his eye socket.

　　 Unfortunately, the dark hematomas are still clearly visible on his eye circles.

　　 "I'm a qualified wizard." Xiao Xiao slowly applied ointment to his eye circles, and said clearly: "A qualified wizard can formulate proper ointment for himself."

　　 "Part me... I want to see Jiang Yu later." Zheng Qing lowered his head somewhat discouraged, and muttered, "You still have a lot in your bottle."

　　 "You weren't so polite when you beat me." Xiao Xiao looked at him with a dark face, gritted teeth.

　　 "I brought you breakfast." Zheng Qing shook the paper bag in his hand, and the aroma of the food overflowed into the whole dormitory with the sound of clattering: "And I gave you a gift last night..."

　　 Before Xiao Xiao spoke, Fatty Xin's bed exploded.

　　 Accompanied by a muffled sound of ‘咚’, the desk shook his body uncomfortably.

　　 The fat cat squatted on Xiao Xiao's notebook, staring in fascination, sniffing his nose, and shook his tail obediently at Zheng Qing.

　　 Zheng Qing looked at the fat cat's silly flat face blankly, twitched the corner of his mouth, and looked at Xiao Xiao again.

　　 "Breakfast for a week." Xiao Xiao put forward her own terms without hesitation: "I am a poor man... The cost of these medicines is quite expensive."

"You're crazy!" Zheng Qing shouted loudly, "I'm a poor man too! Yesterday the wandering wizard robbed me of 500 standard talisman, you know... at most one breakfast tomorrow, and you want Responsible for running errands."

　　 "The five-day breakfast can't be less." Xiao Xiao pushed his black-rimmed glasses with sharp eyes: "As a fringe benefit, I can run errands to buy you breakfast."

"Two days, without your benefits, I'll run errands for you." Zheng Qing looked at him angrily: "This is the bottom line. If you don't agree, I will go to Nicholas... He knows many excellent pharmacists at school. "

　　 "Three days, I run errands." Xiao Xiao immediately compromised unscrupulously: "Nicholas is a repeater, and there must be a gap between those senior students... and you will be out soon, and my ointment can be used immediately."

　　 "Meow!" Tuantuan had long been impatient with the dispute between the two newcomers in front of him. Hearing this, he immediately raised his paw and patted heavily.

　　 Zheng Qing glanced at the fat cat with its tail dangling, and finally nodded and agreed.

　　 But when the ointment got in hand, Zheng Qing regretted a bit.

　　 The recipe for the morning sober medicine resurfaced in his mind.

　　 "What kind of medicinal materials do you use in this ointment?" Zheng Qing looked at the yellow-green sticky ointment in the palm of his hand, and tried to ask in a calm tone: "It looks...not very good."

　　 "There are a lot of things..." Xiao Xiaogang spoke, and Zheng Qing immediately stopped him from speaking.

　　 "You can use it anyway, so you don't need to tell me the formula." He looked at the watermelon head sincerely: "If you say something inappropriate, this ointment is probably not enough for both of us."

　　 Xiao Xiao laughed and snorted, but he didn't argue, he really closed his mouth.

　　 Zheng Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and began to carefully smear his blue-purple eye sockets against the tall full-length mirror.

"Do you know why Dylan went?" Zheng Qing frowned, and muttered as he applied the medicine, "I haven't given that Taishan stone to him... if you don't return all night, will something happen?" "

"Xia Chong can't talk about ice, you and him are not the same species, so don't speculate." Xiao Xiao tore the breakfast package, divided the soy milk, fried dough sticks, side dishes, eggs, etc. into three, and multiplied them on the blue and white porcelain plate. Shaking his head and shaking his head: "For his kind of creature under the moon, what you understand is all night, maybe his day."

　　 Zheng Qing pouted his lips and felt that it made sense, so he didn't respond.

"By the way, there is a letter from you on the desk." When picking up the fritters, Xiao Xiao seemed to think of something. He knocked on the desk with his fingers and reminded: "It's under the vase. Take time to look. "

　　 Zheng Qing glanced over the books stacked on the desk, paused on the cardboard box covered with towels, and finally landed on the vase with a bunch of dry daisies.

　　 "A bunch of sloppy ghosts, when did you lose this daisy and change it to something fresh?" He moved the vase away, looked at the letter, and muttered, "I can't even stand it anymore."

　　 The fat tabby cat chewed on the dough sticks and licked the soy milk. Hearing these words, he raised his paw and meowed in agreement.

　　 Xiao Xiao sniffed.

　　 "Who sent it?" Zheng Qing asked vaguely, biting the fried dough sticks: "It wasn't there when I left."

　　 Although he had a dark circle when he left the dormitory, Zheng Qing remembered very clearly whether there was an envelope under the vase.

　　Because when he was beating the watermelon head violently, he thought about whether to hit the watermelon head with a vase.

"It flew in from outside the window." Xiao Xiao washed his hands, picked up a fried dough stick, frowned: "Don't buy such a greasy breakfast next time... Eating too much oil will not affect the wizard's mind~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ There is so much shit." Zheng Qing rolled his eyes and picked up the letter from under the vase.

　　 This is a white envelope.

　　 The cover does not have the name and address of the sender, nor the name and address of the recipient, there is no postmark, no zip code, and even the letter mouth is not sealed.

　　 "How do you know this is for me?" Zheng Qing shook the bare envelope with a puzzled face.

"It flew directly to your six-poster bed. It took me a long time to draw it with a belt before it lay on the ground." Xiao Xiao took a sip of soy milk and chewed on the fried dough sticks in small sips. It’s not that you put the tent down before you leave. I guess this letter should be lying on your pillow now."

　　 Zheng Qing shrugged and declined to comment on this pure wizarding view.

　　 Because the mouth of the letter was not sealed, Zheng Qing pinched a corner of the envelope and shook it slightly, and a white card fell out of the envelope.

　　 "Don't move!" Xiao Xiao shouted, preventing Zheng Qing from picking up the card.

　　 Zheng Qing glanced at him inexplicably.

　　 Xiao Xiao didn't explain, but pulled out a tweezers from the toolbox, picked up the card, pushed his glasses, and looked carefully.

　　 "This is the school..." Zheng Qing muttered, "You are too careful."

"Don't touch things of unknown origin at will. This is common sense in the wizarding world! Because they are very likely to belong to black magic items." Xiao Xiao gave him a warning look, brought his face close to the card, and immediately showed a look of disgust: "There are people at school sending you this kind of stuff. You are so disgusting."

　　 "What is it?" Zheng Qing scowled and leaned forward, ignoring the watermelon head's sarcasm.