Hunting High School

For the students of First University, Christmas this year is as interesting as previous years.

For example, several great wizards with the title of druid in the school activated many tall pine and cypress trees, and then hung colorful small gifts on the trees, making them drag their heavy steps around the campus. Students who are empty or alone will kindly send a Christmas gift. This is a traditional program on Christmas Day of First University, and it is part of the "Festival Care Action for Vulnerable Groups on Campus" led by the Student Union.

For another example, the school work committee has created a large number of puppet snowmen, the small ones are only about a foot high, and the big ones are only a little over one meter. Because today is Christmas, according to the usual practice, the campus will always be covered with thick snow. With these snowmen active in this snow field, it adds a bit of vitality to the whole campus.

Of course, there's more to these snowmen than just that. Their more important role lies in their big fluffy bellies. Those thick snowballs are a great tool for obscuring sight.

If a guy wants to give his favorite witch a Christmas present but is too shy to give it out in public, he can stop a wandering snowman in the snow and stuff the gift into the snowman Then insert the paper crane talisman into the snowman's head, and the snowman will follow the guidance of the paper crane talisman and deliver the gift to the witch.

Because the snowman can't speak and is loyal, he is regarded as an excellent "Santa Claus".

In contrast, another group of postmen seemed a bit noisy.

Santa Claus who is responsible for delivering gifts to students this year is not the traditional talisman paper puppet, nor the rumored elk and sleigh, but mice and pumpkins.

Yes, this year it is not the reindeer that pulls the cart for Santa Claus, but a big, smooth-coated mouse; and the cars that these mice pull around are not Santa’s sleigh cart, but round, chubby mice. If there are nimble students who lift up those "Santa Claus" hats, they can see the snow-white beards hanging under the brims, but they have pointed mouths. Yes, this year's Santa Claus is also Mouse plays.

"This year is not the year of the rat, why are there so many rats in the school!" A short witch complained to her companion in a low voice when passing by Zheng Qing: "I met three rats driving a pumpkin cart in the cafeteria this morning. Sending presents... those sharp-mouthed guys have weird voices and look dirty, I don't know why the school chose them as messengers."

Although her tone seemed to be full of dissatisfaction, Zheng Qing always felt that what she said seemed to be showing off.

"Yeah," the short witch's companion curled her lips and muttered, "I also think the school is playing some tricks... You said, the school asked us to catch mice a while ago, did they just let them pull the pumpkin cart? Does that count as animal cruelty? Can we protest Dan Hager?"

Zheng Qing didn't know whether letting the rats pull the cart was considered abuse, but he knew that the two girls were wrong about one thing. But before he could speak, Dr. Xiao Da, who was walking beside him, couldn't help but jumped out.

"That," Xiao Xiao coughed, poked his head to interrupt the conversation of the two witches, and reminded in a low voice: "This year is the Year of the Wuzi, and although it is one month away from New Year's Eve, it is definitely the Year of the Rat... Besides, Dan Hager will not accept public interest lawsuits brought by natural persons, if you want to protest against the abuse of rats in schools, the possibility of submitting relevant documents to the court of parliament next month is more likely to be accepted."

The two witches were obviously taken aback by Dr. Xiao Da's sudden interjection, they turned their heads and gave him a blank look, then surrounded each other, and ran away suddenly as if they had been stung by a wasp.

All that remained in the snow was a string of giggling laughter and a short wizard with a red and white complexion who stood there in a daze.

"Stupid move." Xin Fatty, who was walking behind Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao, finally caught up with the two of them, panted, and commented like this.

It's 1:50 in the afternoon, and it's less than ten minutes before the start of Life class.

Today is Thursday, and this afternoon is a compulsory school-wide general education course, Life.

Although it is a compulsory course, because the course is simple and the credits are not high, everyone is not very motivated to take the class. In this time period near the end of the term, students hope to spend their limited study time on courses such as talismans, runes, and pharmacy.

Including the Forgiveness Hunting Team, the vast majority of students will squeeze the noon time to the limit, and some students will even ask for a sick leave note from the school hospital to ask for an afternoon of sick leave. Therefore, people like Zheng Qing and others stepped into the classroom , Naturally, it is not an excessive thing.

"It's really stupid." Zhang Jixin nodded in agreement, and analyzed: "Even if it is the Year of the Rat, there shouldn't be so many rats in the school... In other words, in the Year of the Dragon, there will be ice chinchillas all over the streets." Do dragons like qiu fly around?"

Xin Fatty's eyes widened, full of shock at what his companion said.

"That's not what I mean by stupid!" Fatty corrected loudly: "Is your brain full of muscles? Can you flexibly think about the taboos and points when wizards and witches communicate!"

"Does this have anything to do with what Xiao Xiao just said?" Zhang Jixin wondered.

While talking, Zheng Qing, who was walking in front of them, suddenly sighed, "Damn it, here we go again..."

Before the words were finished, a yellow lightning bolt wrapped in a cloud of snowflakes swept down from the top of a tree not far away, and plunged into the snowdrift in front of the young public fee student with a whistling sound.

When Zheng Qing was hesitating whether to run away immediately, the snowdrift wriggled a few times, and crawled out of it was a little mouse in a red robe, a ridiculous pointed hat, and a big white beard hanging on its face. .

"Student Zheng Qing, Class 08-1, Astronomy, Jiuyou College, First University, student number 2008tw-1-002, you have a Christmas present, please sign for it!"

"Bah, bah, my ancestors, it's really a hell of a weather!"

The little mouse complained shrilly. At the same time, he raised his head and looked around: "Excuse me, who can help me dig the pumpkin cart out of the snow? It's hard work to give you gifts in heavy snow. It’s not that I’m not helping you at all!”

Xiao Xiao hugged the notebook, turning a blind eye to what happened to the little mouse. Xin Fatty and Zhang Jixin also hugged each other, looking like they were joking.

Only Zheng Qing, after sighing a few times, knelt down and helped the little mouse dig the pumpkin cart out of the snow.

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Judging by his skillful movements, it is obviously not the first time he has done this.