Hunting College

When the two big figures on the podium were discussing issues and the students in the audience exchanged information, the Su Ya sandwiched between the two seemed a bit redundant.

She bit her lip for a while, and turned her head slightly to look at her lady; for a while, she squeezed her face and looked at the magical halo in the classroom.

As Su Shijun's personal maid, she can't play casually like people of her age.

At most when you are bored, stand on your tiptoe and feel the movement and change of your body's center of gravity under different conditions-but this kind of little fun is definitely not discoverable.

Therefore, when the stick figure behind the door greeted her, the little fox girl immediately tightened her muscles and stood up straight.

"Little fox!" The stick figure villain lowered his voice and cried, "The little fox at the table?!"

Su Ya tilted her head and glanced at it, wondering if she should agree.

In theory, she does not need to fully adhere to the 18 rules of maid work in such an ‘informal’ occasion.

Besides, the young lady is busy talking to the smoky uncle, so she shouldn't notice that she is on the run.

"Excuse me, can you draw a hat for me... It's going to be winter soon, no hat is so cold." The stick figure villain noticed Su Ya's gaze, and immediately shook his head, making gestures.

Originally, he could ask the young wizards of Astronomy 08-1 class to help.

However, in view of the horrible performance of this magical portrait of the wolf before, the classmates united the front and insisted on refusing to draw a hat for it-this is very interesting. According to the point of view of Fatty Xin and others, Everyone should add two cold winds to the painting, let that bad stick figure feel what the real winter is.

Su Ya heard this simple request, and suddenly hesitated.

To be honest, she would be happy to have a proper reason to relax her rigid body. However, the little fox girl was afraid of any advanced magic attached to the painting. She just sketched a few strokes by herself, but it didn't work. She lost her face for nothing.

The stick figure villain seemed to notice Su Ya's hesitation.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter... you can hook the shape of a hat." It vigorously waved its arms made up of lines, wishing to let the two thin black lines break through the paper, turning into two ropes, and binding the little fox girl. past.

"The hat is not on my head, it doesn't matter if I don't move... I can take off my head and stuff it in." While talking, the stick figure villain took his round head away from his body, like a ball. Kick around.

The three lonely long hairs on its head fluttered messily with the rolling of its head, which is really interesting.

"Puff..." The little fox girl suddenly couldn't help but laugh.

"If I were you, I would never agree to any strange request from an unfamiliar magical portrait." A crisp voice interrupted the interaction between Su Ya and the stick figure villain.

Su Ya looked back.

The talking was a little witch sitting in the first row of the classroom. She looked about her age, but she was already wearing the red robe of Jiuyou Academy.

Maybe it was the red robe that stimulated the little fox-girl's self-esteem, maybe it was the little fox-girl's age that made the little fox-girl upset, she felt that she should be a little more proactive.

"I knew this common sense when I was three years old." Su Ya raised his chin and said proudly.

"I knew it when I was two years old!" Li Meng suddenly refused to be outdone.

"Look at you wearing a red robe...Are you going to school here?" Su Ya's big tail shook slightly.

"Huh, that's natural." Li Meng immediately said triumphantly: "I am one of the youngest enrollees of the first university this year..."

"I'm already a college student..." Su Ya hummed in a subtle tone: "I'm sorry, I didn't see it at all... I thought which kid was playing in the classroom."

Seeing that Li Meng was about to explode, Fatty Xin sitting in the second row hurriedly intervened and broke the subject. Jiang Yu took this opportunity to press Li Meng back into his seat.

"You're Su Ya, look up for a long time." As he said, the fat man handed a bunch of new books forward: "Excuse me, for the sake of our gods, help me ask for a copy of Senator Su's Sign it..."

Su Ya did not take the Fa book from Fatty's hand.

Her eyes were filled with blankness, and even the big tail under the skirt couldn't help hanging down.

"Do I know you?" The little fox girl frowned, thinking hard.

"Sorry, sorry, improper use of words." As expected of someone who stepped into the circle of reporters, Fatty Xin changed his words very quickly: "I mean...for the sake of our fate, please help... …"

"But...Do I know you?" Su Ya still didn't remember where she had seen this fat man.

"You don't know me, but I have a good friend. You must know it." After saying that, Fatty Xin pulled the young public student out of the table, patted the dust on the corner of his robe intimately, and laughed. Hehe said:

"Zheng Qing! Get to know... You borrowed his little fox! It's Poseidon, the little fox with blue water patterns on the white fur! Very clever little guy... I have to say, yours The vision is great!"

With that said, he still felt good giving a thumbs up to express his inner appreciation.

Zheng Qing, who was dragged out of the secret corner by the fat man, forced his anger on his heart, raised his head, and barely pulled the corner of his mouth.

"Hi!" He raised his hand and waved to Su Ya: "I'm glad to meet again!"

The little fox girl's eyes were wide.

Looking at the familiar face with the red right eye, she took a deep breath.

Zheng Qing cautiously checked left and right, waiting for an opportunity to find a safe escape route.

Perhaps because of the chaos in the classroom, Fatty Xin didn't notice the weird atmosphere between Zheng Qing and Su Ya, and still seemed excited:

"I didn't lie to you... this is fate!"

"In the future, I will fly paper cranes if I want to use a fox! We will deliver it to your door... The little guy Poseidon likes playing with you the most. You can look at ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Our ‘Mr.’ can rest assured."

Zheng Qing twitched the corners of his mouth and began to wonder if there was any suitable ‘shut up symbol’ in his gray cloth bag.

Before Su Ya spoke, Li Meng was attracted by Fatty Xin's words just now.

"Sir?" The little witch turned around and said confusedly: "Who is the'sir' you just said?"

This question immediately attracted the attention of the two great wizards on the podium.

Old Yao grabbed the pipe subconsciously and stuffed it into his mouth.

Su Shijun tilted his head slightly and glanced at the young wizards who were talking.

"Of course it is our great Merlin Medal winner, our public student, classmate Zheng Qing!" Fatty Xin stuffed Zheng Qing unceremoniously with the title, patted him **** the shoulder, and said proudly: "...he The code name in our hunting team is "Mr.", how about it, isn't it awesome!"

"Old Master." Li Meng wrinkled his nose and did not continue to comment.