Monster Hunting High School

The cold wind of Thanksgiving howled in the school all night.

It didn't stop until the next morning.

After getting up, Zheng Qing was not surprised to see dead branches and fallen leaves all over the ground. Rooked crows and gray squirrels braved the cold wind and hurriedly picked nuts blown down on the ground, collecting gifts from nature and preparing for the foreseeable cold winter.

Fatty Xin was full of praise for the Thanksgiving gifts given by the elves yesterday.

“I thought I would never need these things in my life.”

On the way to class, he tugged on the thick scarf hidden in his hood and collar. His round nose was blown red by the wind, and his voice sounded a little loud in the wind: "I will bring them a bottle when I come back tonight. Apple cider, that’s a drink that unicorns like!”

"You should have given them to them last night to show your sincerity, instead of just tearing off the leaves from your laurel stick one by one and putting them into the box where the fried chicken was placed." Zheng Qing hid behind the fat man's broad shoulders. , said sarcastically without any hesitation.

Although Thanksgiving will not be celebrated enthusiastically, it does not mean that the students of Jiuyou College are completely indifferent to this day. Especially for such a high-profile holiday, it is inevitable that the bad habit of giving gifts to each other will inevitably arise. Of course, unlike big days like Valentine's Day, New Year's Eve, and Christmas, giving gifts to each other on Thanksgiving Day is mostly focused on the relationship of 'thank you' group.

For example, the store owner gave gifts to his employees. This year was the first time D\u0026K had a holiday. Zheng Qing’s gift to Brother Ear from the Rat Clan and Hank, the accountant from the Fox Clan, was a half-day holiday without any discounts. It was neat and tidy after 12 noon. The dropped door panels gave them a break.

Another example is the gifts given by student unions and school clubs to their respective members. The gifts given by the student union have been a tradition for many years, and they are nothing more than Dharma books, classics, talismans or cinnabar, nothing new; while the gifts from the club are all kinds of different.

Because of the high profits from selling straw men and "Zheng Qing peripherals" during this period, the provident fund of the community for forgiveness this year was very generous. After a brief discussion with Dr. Xiao Da, Zheng Qing gave each team member a wave of his hand. The festival fee of a jade coin, including the young monk Shiyuan who rarely participated in club activities, and Li Meng who forcibly joined the hunting team were no exception.

There is also a small episode in this.

When making a list of money distribution, Zheng Qing asked casually, "Do you want to send one to Qingqiu Mansion?" As soon as the words came out, he immediately realized that something was wrong. He raised his head, and sure enough, he saw several pairs of meaningful eyes. .

"That's the bad thing about being a scumbag," Fatty Xin hugged Fat Cat and sighed with emotion: "No matter what you do, you need to be considerate and steady. If there is not a bowl of water that is balanced, the world will be destroyed."

"You really can't be a scumbag if you don't have any family background." Xiao Xiao also commented.

Zheng Qing was annoyed and couldn't help but argue: "What I mean is that during the school hunting competition, Su Shijun was our forgiveness instructor and was a great help. Shouldn't we give her a gift?" ?”

"It should, it should, it must be sent!"

The fat wizard hurriedly stood up and bowed deeply in the direction of Qingqiu Mansion to show respect for the great wizard. Finally, he tilted his head and glanced at the young public-funded student: "That's you... If anyone else is so big He called Councilor Su by his real name, and he had already gone to the school hospital to lie down. "

Zheng Qing was speechless and gave up arguing with him.

Of course, it was a debate, and the jade coin was eventually included in the expenditure column for the Thanksgiving Day. However, Zheng Qing doubted whether Miss Qingqiu would notice this in her long gift list. A very inconspicuous little gift.

In addition to the obvious gifts from shops and clubs, Zheng Qing, or dormitory 403, also received some other special gifts - scarves, gloves, hats and woolen sleeves knitted by the group of elves raised by Zheng Qing - Compared to last year, everyone received a four-piece set this year.

Because these elves gave Zheng Qing a great surprise on Thanksgiving last year, so this time, the young public-funded student had prepared a small bottle of lucky magic oil as a return gift. The recipe for preparing this bottle of magic oil also comes from the "Shamanic Magic Dictionary" recommended by Jiang Yu. It uses grape seed oil as a carrier, adds comfrey root, fool's gold (pyrite) chips, cinnamon, and essence. , holly, etc., can make the user maintain good luck for a certain period of time.

Xiao Xiao's return gift was a set of exquisite brass pendants that could decorate the elves' paper houses; Dylan's return gift was a beautiful cyan gauze skirt, one set for each elf, with a hood.

Only Fatty Xin completely forgot about it. After receiving the woolen gloves from the elves, he hurriedly took out a laurel branch, picked off the leaves one by one, and gave them to each of the elves. one slice.

At this moment, hearing the sarcasm of the young public-funded student, the fat wizard was still a little unconvinced: "My sincerity is much more expensive than yours! Is your bottle of magic essential oil worth three golden beans? My laurel stick has been passed by the great wizard. Blessings! It was originally intended to be a Christmas gift for... but the market price is not enough for seven or eight jade coins. Now I give all those leaves to the elf, okay?"

"There is no necessary connection between sincerity and the value of the gift." Xiao Xiao seriously refuted the fat wizard's remarks: "Don't you hear the allusion of 'sending goose feathers from a thousand miles away'? In this sense, Brother Zha personally prepared the gift with beautiful meaning. Magic essential oil is more precious than your leaves!"

"I didn't say he wasn't precious!"

"Don't use that nickname outside!" Zheng Qing looked around nervously first, and after confirming that no one was around, he glared at the doctor angrily, then turned to look at the fat wizard and changed his expression: " Compared with whether it is precious or not...I care more about the name he didn't say clearly...Who did you originally intend to give the laurel branch to?"

"This Dharma book of yours is very beautiful. Is it a new one?" The fat wizard looked at the brand-new Dharma book in Zheng Qing's arms and looked at him.

"You clearly know that this is a Thanksgiving gift from the Student Union at public expense, and I'm not the only one receiving it!" Zheng Qing chuckled without wavering: "Don't change the subject!"

"But the doctor doesn't like the new and hates the old. He just uses the new ones casually." The fat man replied with a gun and a stick: "If you say you don't have any other thoughts, I won't believe it."

Jiang Yu is also a government-funded student, and this time he received the same Dharma book as Zheng Qing.

"Don't bullshit me. My bamboo slips are used well and don't need to be replaced." Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses, feeling speechless, and turned to look at Zheng Qing: "As for his laurel stick, I probably gave it to him for editing. Senior Sister Linda in the ministry... I heard that she is going to participate in off-campus practice, and she really needs a little luck. "

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