Hunting College

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Zheng Qing didn't feel surprised after hearing the little mouse's request to take them as a guest-this was the normal reaction of a mouse when facing the combination of a cat and a wizard.

If the little mouse doesn't say anything else and takes them to the mouse hole with joy, the young public-sponsored student will whisper in his heart and use the worst malice to speculate on the mouse's intentions.

Shaking his ears, the black cat raised his mouth slightly, and squeezed out a forgiving smile: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I can't go this time, I will go again when I have a chance. Once you are born, you will be familiar with it again, and everyone will be familiar with it. Now... If it’s not convenient for you to take us to your house, you can come to our dorm to play."

"Our dormitory is on the big mountain dormitory behind Linzhong Lake. Linzhong Lake, you know, is the big lake beside the small forest where we stayed before... Oh, yes, I almost forgot..."

As he said, the black cat raised his paw and motioned to the big cat guarding the little mouse to let go.

"Meow!" The big cat whispered, opening her mouth on the collar of the mouse. The little mouse that was originally suspended in mid-air lost its support, and slammed into the mud with a'plop' under the action of gravity, and fell on all sides.

No wings grew, no tails used as propellers, and no spells floated. The black cat squinted at the little mouse that fell on the ground, weighed its response, and judged in his heart what abilities it possessed.

As of now, apart from wearing clothes and speaking, and a little brainy, he has not yet discovered some of the more prominent performances of this little mouse.

"It's really rude... the cat below is ignorant, and it's causing you trouble." The smile on the black cat's face became more kind: "When we meet for the first time, please advise me. I am Andrew from Jiuyou College, First University. Tyler, the few next to me are classmates on the hunting team with me."

The black cat's tail hooked and swung from side to side, and the tip of the tail passed in front of several partners.

"Andrew?!" Linguo's slightly surprised voice stopped abruptly as soon as it sounded. Fatty Xin had quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed a piece of orange he had just peeled, and put it into the little wizard's mouth, blocking the voice behind him.

"Quiet!" Lan Que reached out and patted Linguo's shoulder lightly, and whispered.

The little wizard is just a little young, inexperienced, and not stupid—on the contrary, as the youngest enroller in the first university in decades, he has a very high IQ—just in the blink of an eye, he realized that the black cat is talking nonsense For this reason, he obediently closed his mouth and continued to **** the sweet and sour orange juice in his mouth.

"Damn the big cat!" The little mouse got up from the ground cursingly, patted the dust on his body, and then took care of his beard in time, and politely gave the black cat a meeting ceremony: "Let you laugh , The noble cat leader. You can call me Ding Dong Ears."

The corners of the black cat’s mouth twitched. I don’t know if he should talk about the little mouse as his earthy "cat leader" or talk about the little mouse by his "name"-it makes sense, although the name he told the little mouse is fake, But at least that is also a name. There are surnames, formats, standards, and allusions can be found in the Oxford Dictionary.

And the "Ding Dong Ears" that Little Mouse calls himself, no matter from which point of view it is, it doesn't look like a real name.

"Dingdong ears, right?" The black cat repeated the little mouse's name with difficulty, and laughed twice: "A very funny name, rarely seen... is your last name Dingdong or ears?"

"What is the last name?" The little mouse glanced at the black cat strangely: "People call me "Ding Dong Ear"... isn't this my name?"

Why would someone give you such a weird name!

The black cat roared in his heart, took a deep breath, and a lot of concepts and terms emerged in his mind—such as concepts of paternity, blood relationship, family, etc.—and planned to talk to the little mouse. But when I thought about what he was facing was only a mouse, I felt bored.

After a moment of silence, Zheng Qing finally decided to stop struggling with this issue.

The black cat tilted his head and glanced at the fat man next to him.

The fat man immediately woke up, took out a small packet of shredded squid from his watch and stuffed it under the little mouse's nose: "Hey, the first time I met, it's disrespectful...I just scared you, this counts as my apologize."

The little mouse twitched his nose and opened his eyes suddenly. Two small paws stretched out involuntarily. While receiving the small bag in Fatty’s hand, the little mouse gave in, “How embarrassing is this? I’m so embarrassed... Everyone is wrong, but I’ll forgive you if my ears are good."

While muttering incomprehensible words, he tore open the mouth of the bag, and pulled out a golden squid thread from it, stuffed it into his mouth three or two times, chewing with enjoyment.

The fat man rolled his eyes and tried to suppress the hum in his throat.

As the chat atmosphere became more and more active, the black cat finally began to ask some more sensitive questions: "You said before that you came out of the house to find a spiritual mouse... Then how could it be'brought back' by my subordinates? "

As he said, he pointed to the forest cat not far away.

Because there is no need to lead the way, the forest cat is lying lazily under a big tree, enjoying the fun of other cats licking its fur. Suddenly seeing the black cat raise its paws at it, a spirit jumped up and wagged its tail to please.

The little mouse chewed on the shredded squid and glanced at the big cat with its tail wagging ~www.readwn.com~ and muttered: "Because the ancestors said that if we meet a cat outside, we should not run around and learn to play dead... School The cats here don’t eat dead bodies."

"I was stalking a litter of big mice. The little mice that they gave birth not long ago looked very spiritual, so I blocked their hole and planned to ask for a few to take back. Then I was at the mouth of the hole and talked to you. The big cat met."

"I was very well-behaved. I saw a cat jammed behind and immediately lay down."

"As a result, your cat doesn't pay attention to...I was lying there stiffly, and he took me back."

Speaking of this, Dingdong Ears sighed with emotion, shook his head, then nodded again, raised his little paw, stroked his beard, and added: "By the way, you are not as fierce as the book says... …"

The wizards looked at each other with subtle expressions.

"Are you still reading?" The fat man finally couldn't help himself, and asked gruffly: "What book did you read? Where did you get the book? Who taught you to read? Your family...a mouse like you reads. ?"

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