Hunting College

The most pleasant thing in life is not to go to bed until you wake up naturally, but to wake up in the morning on the weekend, and then roll back to the bed after taking a pee. The confused mind tells you that there is still plenty of time, and you can sleep as long as you want.

　　 By the same token, the most tormenting thing in life is not that others talk about an embarrassing topic with you, but after others talk to you about this topic, this embarrassing topic lingers in your mind repeatedly, and you will not leave for a long time.

　　 Just like the other day, Su Shijun mentioned Jiang Yu's incident before leaving.

　　 Zheng Qing has reason to suspect that the lady who is a member of the parliament in the next month has found an opportunity to block himself, but he has no evidence, and he dare not go to her to question her face to face.

　　 What else can I do? Life is always going on, you can live it with your nose.

　　 Right now, the fat man came up with this question again, which made Zheng Qing want to stuff his head into the toilet, grunting for a while. In order to shift the topic away from Jiang Yu, Zheng Qing had to take out the talisman he had just thought of and show it to his roommates.

"What do you think of this gift?" He raised his hand and threw the talisman clattering. "A set of posts, as well as simple notes... As long as you hook a talisman and give a spirit, it can be The basic talisman is solemn use.

　　 Sure enough, Fatty's attention diverted from the post.

　　He rubbed against Zheng Qing, took the post, and then went to study with Dr. Xiao Da. This gave Zheng Qing a heavy sigh of relief.

　　 On the other side, Dylan knocked on his coffin board.

　　 "Captain, let me take a look at the mask you bought." Mr. Vampire Werewolf said, touched his fair skin, and exclaimed, "I don't get enough sleep recently, and I always feel that my skin is getting rougher."

　　 Zheng Qing felt a chill in his heart, and then raised his hand and threw the small can of mask over.

　　 Dylan did not reach out, but a dark red blood came out from the coffin under him, and he rolled the can of mask back. Zheng Qing made up his mind to take back the can of mask later and wipe it off.

"Compared with a mask, the Jiang Ge red tube is better as a gift." Dylan looked at the instructions on the jar in his hand and commented, "Now we are all popular with the Jiang Ge sw series... Irina is a gypsy. Jiang Ge is just right. If you don't like the red tube, you can use a clarinet or blue tube. No witch can refuse a whole set of Jiang Ge."

　　 Jiang Ge is a very popular luxury brand in the modern wizarding world. Its products include wizard robes, hunting costumes, timers, cosmetics, and even flying carpets and broomsticks.

　　 For example, Jiang Ge's status in the wizarding world is about the same as Zheng Qing's original world of Armani, Rolex, Rolls-Royce and other brands.

　　 And Jiang Ge's red tube is a lipstick with a red tube. The full name of the sw series recommended by Dylan is the "scarleitch series", which is very famous among young witches.

　　 More importantly, Jiang Ge is a brand created by gypsy wizards, and it must have a special meaning to Elena.

　　 After hearing Dylan's recommendation, Zheng Qing felt a little embarrassed.

　　 "I haven't been a local tyrant to the point of buying a complete set of Jiang Ge." The young public-sponsored student muttered, trying to swallow the more straightforward words ‘I have no money’.

　　 While buying the facial mask at Lin Jinghua, he also noticed the rows of Jiang Ge suits placed behind the counter. The different color numbers and models are arranged neatly, as if the soldiers to be inspected look very versatile.

　　 Then I looked at the price-99 pieces of Jiang Ge sw series, quoting nine jade coins, nine gold beans and nine silver horns, the most popular sw400 quotation also costs one gold bean and three silver horns.

　　 This made the wizard dispel the idea early.

"It feels insincere to buy one, and I think she must have bought it a long time ago." Zheng Qing's reason for not buying it is also very good. "If you buy a set, the budget is not enough. At that time, we should count it and buy it. Can masks are not expensive, but they are not cheap either, just right."

　　 Dylan shook his head, not saying anything, but greeted the elves to send Zheng Qing's jar back.

　　 "Since you are going to send talisman posts, how do you deal with the cosmetics you bought?" The fat man who was studying the post with Xiao Xiao suddenly looked up and asked a very sharp question, "You can't use that jar of things, isn't it a waste?"

　　 Zheng Qing was stunned when he heard this.

Before he could think of a good measure, Fatty Xin gave his solution, "Let me say, you should give that jar of mask as a gift. Anyway, I'm full of heart, Irina won't mind... As for this book Fu Tie, I will post some golden beans, how about selling it to me?"

　　 Zheng Qing weighed the jar of mask in his hand, and estimated how big a pit would be if it hit the fat man's face.

　　 After a few clicks, his own solution suddenly appeared in his mind.

　　 "You said, how about I give this jar to Su Ya or Li Meng?" He tentatively asked his roommates, "Give it to them both. There will be no misunderstanding."

　　 Xiao Xiao and others looked at each other and commented on the word "abnormal!"

　　 Zheng Qing rolled his eyes and started teasing the elves on the tent again.

　　 At this moment, there was a crackling movement outside the window, as if a bunch of leaves were slapped on the glass. Zheng Qing was lying on the bed lazily and motionless, Dylan hid in the coffin and pretended not to hear, while Dr. Xiao Da was reading Zheng Qing's talisman carefully ~www.ltnovel.com~ Only Fatty Xin, not patient. It’s the closest thing to the balcony window.

　　 "A bunch of slackers."

　　 The fat man murmured, squeezing through the balcony and the narrow door of the dormitory room, and opened the window.

　　 The cold wind outside the house took advantage of the flow into the dormitory, causing the young public-funded student to shiver.

　　 "Close the windows!" Zheng Qing yelled at Fatty Xin without raising his head, "It's not that everyone is like you, wearing a natural bearskin coat!"

　　 "His ones are not bearskins, but oily leather coats at best." Dylan sat in the coffin and corrected seriously.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Fatty Xin closed the window hard and squeezed back into the dormitory angrily.

　　 "You say what you just said again?!" He opened his eyes wide and grinned at Zheng Qing, waving a small cyan paper crane in his hand. "I just didn't hear too well, would you say it again?"

　　 Zheng Qing glanced at it and immediately rolled off the bed.

　　 The little elves who were playing with him were taken aback. They fluttered into the air with their wings flashing, and they whispered.

　　 "Sorry, I'm sorry." The young public-sponsored student folded his hands together, the first one shot at the elves, and the second shot vaguely at the fat man, but most of them were still at the elves.

　　 There is no doubt that the fat man can only be so arrogant if he gets his weakness. A simple guess can tell that the paper crane came to him.

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