Monster Hunting High School

"Can I still make it? Can I make it?"

"Day by day... endlessly!"

In the window of the bookstore, the yellow fox man whose conversation was interrupted stood with his two paws scratching the wooden fence on the window, like a prisoner imprisoned in a prison, looking at the fox shopkeeper who was knocking the tuning fork respectfully outside the window. I couldn't help but bang my round head against the glass window, cursing in my mouth: "...I can't survive this day!"

Completely forgetting the scene when it praised "It's great to be young" on the night of the Lantern Festival.

However, no matter how loudly it banged against the window, passers-by outside the house turned a blind eye, and no one in the house echoed its performance.

So, after bumping for a while, the tabby cat turned around angrily, Ji sat by the window, its two long furry legs unscrupulously opened, and maliciously exposed two furry balls in the direction of the small stove.

Its beautiful long tail is like a poisonous snake with half of its bones removed. It droops its neck and hangs between its legs, swaying from side to side, as if it has escaped the control of the cat's brain.

The bad attitude finally managed to attract the attention of the bookstore owner.

"If you want to live a more comfortable life this season, I can help, free of charge." Mr. Wu raised his eyelids, glanced at the unseated tabby cat, and made an empty slash with his right hand in mid-air.

The yellow raccoon boy immediately crossed his legs to cover the two balls.

He immediately became indignant and pointed at the fox shopkeeper who had just left outside the window: "Either you give the sapling on the bookshelf to Mr. Zheng and let him knock on the wooden fish at home every day, or you close the window tightly and don't A trace of sound leaks in...how can it be like this...not letting the cat go out to play, but also letting in a sound of 500 Hz every day, disturbing people's dreams! "

"Five hundred and twenty-eight Hertz, not five hundred Hertz." The bookstore owner carefully corrected the tabby cat's wrong wording: "...By the way, you are a cat, not a human."

"At least a cat won't just abandon its servants and run away." The yellow tabby looked at the owner of the bookstore, full of resentment: "You are a human and I am a cat. This reminds me of the Hebrew wizard named Abraham. What I said to the rich man - there is an abyss between you and me!"

Click!

There was a clear sound of thunder outside the window, as if to embolden the tabby cat for its disobedience.

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Rumble.

The gentle spring thunder sounded far away outside the window, waking up Zheng Qing from his deep sleep.

He closed his eyes, touched the pillow stuffed in it, which was a good sign, and opened his eyes happily.

The sun hadn't come out yet, the sky was only slightly brighter, and Zheng Qing could vaguely see Xiao Xiao getting up in the dark.

"Are you going today?" Xiao Xiao obviously noticed Zheng Qing getting up and asked in a low voice. He asked Zheng Qing if he wanted to go to morning classes together.

Since attending the Seven Deadly Sins meeting, Zheng Qing decided to reduce the risk exposure opportunities as much as possible, so his daily morning classes were also held on the balcony. Although the balcony of the school dormitory is a little narrow, as long as he moves a little slower, it does not affect Zheng Qing's completion of morning lessons - when he was at home, he also did morning lessons on the balcony every day.

"I'm not going." The young public-funded student answered vaguely but firmly. He grabbed the nightmare doll with its head missing and threw it into the trash can.

Xiao Xiao put on his polished glasses and straightened his belt: "Then I will go directly to the library after my morning classes. Breakfast..."

"Don't worry, I made an agreement with Qingqiu Mansion and they will bring me meals in the past few days." Zheng Qing took the hot towel brought by the elf and applied it on his face. He suddenly felt awake. : "By the way, the secret code for today's meeting is 'long life without end', I say 'long life', you have to answer 'without end'!"

"Every day, there are so many tricks." Xiao Xiao waved his hand to indicate that he understood, with a speechless face.

The measure about the 'meeting code' was just figured out by Zheng Qing yesterday. In order to prevent the devils from the Seven Deadly Sins from approaching him by pretending to be acquaintances, Zheng Qing and several companions agreed to use secret codes to confirm each other's identities when they met. Fatty Xin and Dylan both found this simple and crude security measure very interesting, but Xiao Xiao felt a little bored.

As for asking Qingqiu Mansion to deliver meals, the owner of Qingqiu Mansion also agreed when he met with Su Shijun yesterday.

Xiao Xiao left not long ago.

Zheng Qing came to the balcony wearing baggy pajamas - another advantage of doing morning classes in the dormitory is that there is a lot of freedom and there is no need to dress neatly.

After the Waking of Insects, everything revives, and spring finally takes hold.

As if overnight, the earth grew a piece of fluffy green, and tiny lives emerged from corners, cracks in rocks, under trees, etc., greedily absorbing the vitality of the world.

While Zheng Qing was doing "Bu Fist" and admiring the spring scenery, a blue paper crane came and landed outside the balcony of dormitory 403. Through the window, it touched the glass in front of the boy in a serious manner. , then tilted his head and looked at Zheng Qing who was looking at him.

It is the official paper crane of the school.

Zheng Qing easily discerned the message from the paper crane and put it into the house with a puzzled expression.

After the paper crane circled the room a few times, it landed firmly on Zheng Qing's shoulder, pecked his earlobe, spread it out obediently, and turned into a piece of letter paper——

"Meeting Notice: The members of the First University Teaching Assistants are hereby scheduled to hold the first teaching assistantship for the special project of Fringe College from 9:00 am to 15:00 pm on March 14, 2010 in the large conference room of the First University Teaching Assistants. "Plenary Meeting" (Confidential Level), please confirm your participation before 12 noon on March 8th. If there is no reply, you will be admitted to the meeting by default. First University Teaching Assistants Office, Seal.

Zheng Qing looked at the bright red seal at the end of the letter and subconsciously scratched his head.

He originally thought that as a teaching assistant, he did not need to participate in such troublesome matters. Looking at the time in the notice, he calculated in his mind that today is March 7th, which means that if he does not participate, he needs to give it before 12 noon tomorrow. reply.

He resisted the urge to reply and refuse immediately, and first wrote a letter to Su Shijun, Thomas and Lao Yao respectively, briefly describing the notice he received.

Before breakfast came, three replies appeared on his desk.

Thomas just told Zheng Qing that refusing this task would not hinder his work as a teaching assistant; Su Shijun replied with two words, 'participate'; while Lao Yao's attitude was a bit ambiguous, saying that participating in more college work after school can increase his knowledge. In addition, young teaching assistants are specifically reminded not to use time converters in other places other than studying.