Hunting High School

"Is it, is it our destination?"

"It should be here, but I think..."

"Yes, yes, no, no, how can there be so many feelings!"

"I mean…"

"Don't squeeze, let me take another look, it should be right here!"

"That's right, go out, what are you doing at the entrance of the cave?"

"I think, newcomers, maybe we should be more polite..."

"Polite? They're not rats, why should we be polite to them?"

"Because there's a big cat out there."

The shrill chirping sound came from the sudden hole in the corner, and in just a moment, the originally quiet corner of the shop became a vegetable market, and the hole also popped out like a mushroom after the rain. Four or five mouse heads.

The heads of a few mice were crowded with each other and refused to give in to each other. There was a lot of saliva and nonsense flying together, and it felt like the world was old when it flew. It wasn't until one of the mice spotted a big fat cat squatting on the counter and staring at them that the scene was under control and calmed down a bit.

"I heard that cats like to eat mice?" A mouse in a blue vest squeezed in the front turned its head and warned the companions behind in a low voice: "Remember, lower your head and don't look into its eyes."

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"Is that a cat? This is the first time I've seen a living cat!" Another short, slightly pointed mouse struggled to get its head out from under its companions. The trickle was running around, looking very excited: "Can I go over and touch it? Or ask it to sign my extracurricular practice sheet!"

"If you want to lie down and go home, you can go up and try." The mouse in front sighed deeply, even the beard at the corner of its mouth fell down involuntarily.

"Then shall we wait here forever?"

"In theory, if the cat doesn't go, who wants to go out?"

"Then when will we wait! Don't miss the important event of the ancestor!"

The other rats chattered wildly, and for a while, the scene that had just been quiet for a few seconds seemed to have a tendency to revive.

Zheng Qing stared blankly at the mouse in the blue vest squeezed in the front, and the cage "Ding Ling Bang Bang" in his hand hit the floor all of a sudden, attracting the attention of all the small animals in the room, including The group of rats wearing vests in the corner also includes the group squatting on the counter, as well as the rows of products behind the counter sleeping in cages.

Dozens of pairs of hundreds of small eyes of different colors stared at him, and the young public servant shuddered involuntarily.

"Dingdong ears?" Zheng Qing finally came back to his senses, looked at the mouse in the green vest in front of the hole in the corner, and asked tentatively: "Dingdong ears, is that you?"

"Hey! Little wizard, you actually know Dingdong's ears?!" The mouse in the front was overjoyed when he heard this, and the beard at the corner of its mouth couldn't help but tremble, following its smiling face: "That's good, that's great! But I'm not Dingdong ears, I'm Dingdang ears, and I'll talk better next time."

The corners of Zheng Qing's mouth twitched, and he ignored the words of Ding Dang's ears. Regardless of whether they can see clearly or not, these mice all look the same in Zheng Qing's eyes, and they can't tell the difference at all. Ding Dong ears, which one is Ding Dong ears.

In a sense, the names of these mice are all Schrödingerian.

The only way for the young wizard to distinguish Ding Dong's ears from Ding Dong's ears is that in his impression, Ding Dong's ears are a cowardly, timid mouse who will play dead in front of cats; Sting in front of the cats.

Therefore, when the mouse in front of him reminded the mice behind him with a solemn and admonishing tone, Zheng Qing's first reaction was that it must not be the stinging ears.

While the two sides were talking, Tuantuan, the fat cat who was originally arched back and squinted his eyes to attack these uninvited guests at any time, seemed to have thought of something, lay down again, fished out two beef cubes from the plate, and stuffed them into his mouth. The beard on the fat face twitched as it chewed unhurriedly. It lowered its eyes, looking unfathomable.

And the wild rats in the rows of cages behind the counter, after a brief shock, seemed to see a chance to seize freedom, screamed one by one, and began to slam the thin cage doors hard.

"What's going on, what's going on? Why come back to pick up an exhibit, and it can fry pots here?" An anxious voice came from the door with hurried footsteps.

Xin Fatty grabbed a small handkerchief, wiped the sweat stains on his forehead and neck, stepped over the threshold, and hurried in. Zheng Qing caught a glimpse of the heat steaming on Fatty's head, and felt admiration. It's really embarrassing for this Fatty, who can show such a hot look in such a cold weather.

"Excuse me, can you keep that fat cat away from us?" Ding Dong took a big step forward bravely, waving his arms, and screamed, "For the harmony and stability of the wizarding society!"

Tuan Tuan snorted disdainfully, and didn't even bother to raise his eyelids to look at those mice.

After hearing the request from Jingdang's ears, Zheng Qing hadn't figured out how to answer when Fatty's shocked voice came from beside him.

"Ding dong ears? Damn...how did you run into our shop?!" As he said, Fatty looked around, as if he wanted to see an open window, or someone hiding in a corner The old wizard who smirked at him.

"I'm not Ding Dong's ears! I'm Ding Dong's ears!" The mouse in the blue vest couldn't help but clenched its paws, flicked its tail, and several veins popped out of its forehead.

Behind it, there were low giggles from the group of other rats that squeezed into the room one after another.

"Well, yes, yes, jingle ears... Please tell me, what's the matter with you appearing in our store so 'suddenly'?" After throwing a meditation talisman, those restless 'products' After calming down again, the young public finance student finally recovered, looked down at the uninvited guests at his feet, and asked his doubts.

"Huh?" Ding Dang's sharp eyes glanced at the meditation talisman that Zheng Qing had just activated, and after realizing that there was no dangerous aura in it, the short hair on the neck that exploded slowly calmed down.

Then it coughed twice, and its tone suddenly became very serious: "Tell the boss of your store that a big person from our Rat Clan is coming to your opening ceremony, and you need to do some pre-cooperation work..."

Zheng Qing didn't know what the pre-coordination work was.

But he still knows who the owner of this store is.

"If you have anything to tell me, I'll just say the owner of this shop." Zheng Qing propped his hands on his knees, looked down at a group of dressed little mice in front of him, and smiled broadly.

Finally, as if to confirm his words, the young wizard pointed to the business license hanging on the wall.

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