Hunting High School

The most pleasant thing in life is not sleeping until you wake up naturally, but waking up on the weekend morning, urinating and rolling back to the bed, and your drowsy mind tells you that there is still plenty of time, and you can sleep as long as you want.

In the same way, the most tormenting thing in life is not when someone talks about an embarrassing topic with you, but after someone has talked about this topic with you, this embarrassing topic lingers in your mind repeatedly and refuses to leave for a long time.

Just like a few days ago, Su Shijun casually mentioned Jiang Yu's incident before leaving.

Zheng Qing had reason to suspect that the woman who was a senator in the next month's parliament had found an opportunity to embarrass him, but he didn't have evidence, and he didn't dare to confront her face-to-face.

What else can I do? Life is always going to go on, even if you hold your nose.

Right now, Fatty brought up the question again, making Zheng Qing want to shove his head in the toilet and gurgle for a while. In order to divert the topic from Jiang Yu, Zheng Qing had to take out the talisman post he had just thought of and show it to his roommates.

"What do you guys think of this gift?" He raised his hand and rattled the talisman posts: "A set of posts, and simple notes... just tick the foot of the talisman and note the spirit, and you can Use it as a serious basic character."

Sure enough, Fatty's attention was drawn away from the post.

He snuggled up to Zheng Qing, took the post, and started researching it with Dr. Xiao Da. This made Zheng Qing heaved a sigh of relief.

On the other side, Dylan tapped on his coffin board.

"Captain, let me take a look at the mask you bought." Mr. Vampire Werewolf said, touched his fair skin, and sighed: "I haven't had enough sleep recently, and my skin has always felt a little rough."

Zheng Qing felt a chill in his heart, raised his hand and threw the small jar of mask over.

Dylan didn't reach out, but a dark red Blood Qi protruded from the coffin under him, and rolled back the can of mask. Zheng Qing made up her mind to take back that can of facial mask later and wipe it off.

"Compared with a facial mask, the Django red tube is better as a gift." Dylan looked at the instruction manual on the jar in his hand and commented: "Now our Django sw series is popular...Irina is a gypsy, Django is just right. If you don't like red pipes, black pipes or blue pipes are also good. No witch can refuse a whole set of Django."

Django is a very popular luxury brand in the modern wizarding world. Its products include wizard robes, hunting suits, timers, cosmetics, and even flying carpets and broomsticks.

For example, Django's status in the wizarding world is roughly equivalent to the Integrated Union of Armani, Rolex, Rolls-Royce and other brands in Zheng Qing's original world.

The Django Red Tube is a lipstick with a red tube body. The full name of the sw series recommended by Dylan is the 'scarletwitch (scarlet witch) series', which is very famous among young witches.

More importantly, Django is a brand created by gypsy wizards, and it must have a special meaning for Elena.

After hearing Dylan's recommendation, Zheng Qing felt a little heartbroken.

"I'm not rich enough to buy a whole set of Django." The young public servant muttered, trying to swallow the more straightforward words "I have no money".

When Lin Jinghua was buying facial masks, he also noticed the rows of django suits behind the counter. Different colors and models are neatly arranged, like soldiers waiting for inspection, and they look very stylish.

Then I looked at the price of the whole set of 99 Jiang Ge sw series, the price is nine jade coins, nine gold beans and nine silver corners, and the most popular sw400 is also quoted for one gold bean and three silver corners.

This made the wizard dismiss the idea early on.

"It feels disingenuous to buy one, and I think she must have already bought the popular color." Zheng Qing also has good reasons for not buying: "If I buy a set, the budget is not enough. At that time, I still bought it. That jar of mask is not expensive, but it’s not cheap either, it’s just right.”

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Dylan shook his head, didn't say anything, but called the elves to send Zheng Qing's jar back.

"Since you are going to give away talismans now, what do you do with the cosmetics you bought?" Fatty, who was studying the post with Xiao Xiao, suddenly raised his head and asked a very sharp question: "You don't need that can, isn't it a waste? "

Zheng Qing was stunned when she heard this.

Before he could think of a solution, Xin Fatty gave his solution: "If you want me to say, you should give that jar of facial mask as a gift, anyway, Irene won't mind... As for this This talisman post, if I post some golden beans, how about selling them to me?"

Zheng Qing weighed the can of mask in his hand, and estimated how big a hole it would make if it hit Fatty's face.

After weighing it a few times, the own solution suddenly popped up in his mind.

"You guys say, how about I give this can to Su Ya or Li Meng?" He tentatively asked the roommates: "Give it to them, no one will misunderstand it, right?"

Xiao Xiao and the others looked at each other and commented on one word in unison: "Pervert!"

Zheng Qing rolled his eyes and started teasing the elves on the tent again.

At this moment, there was a crackling sound outside the window, as if a bunch of leaves were hitting the glass. Zheng Qing lay lazily and motionless on the bed, Dylan hid in the coffin and pretended not to hear, while Dr. Xiao was seriously looking through Zheng Qing's talisman.

Only Xin Fatty, impatient to read page after page of talisman posts, is the closest to the balcony window.

"A bunch of slobs."

With a grunt, Fatty struggled through the narrow door between the balcony and the dormitory, and opened the window.

The cold wind outside the house sneaked into the dormitory, making the young public fee student shiver.

"Close the window!" Zheng Qing yelled at Xin Fatty without raising his head, "Not everyone is like you, wearing a natural bearskin coat!"

"It's not a bearskin, it's an oil fur coat at best." Dylan corrected him solemnly while sitting in the coffin.

"Boom!"

Xin Fatty closed the window forcefully, and squeezed back into the dormitory angrily.

"You say what you just said again?!" He opened his eyes wide and grinned at Zheng Qing, waving a small blue paper crane in his hand: "I didn't hear you clearly just now, can you say it again?"

Zheng Qing glanced at it, and immediately rolled off the bed.

The little elves who were playing with him were taken aback, they fluttered their wings and floated into the air, complaining in shrill voices.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The young public fee student folded his hands together, and the first slap was aimed at the elves, and the second slap was vaguely at Fatty, but most of them were still aimed at the elves.

There is no doubt that Fatty can only be so arrogant if he gets his soft spot. From a simple guess, it can be known that the origami crane came to find Own.