Hunting College

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"Where is my Pipi Rat?!"

"Who saw my Pipi Rat?!"

Early on Saturday morning, before the sky was bright, Fatty Xin began to rush all over the room, turning his bed upside down, and screaming from time to time.

The "Leather Mouse" he mentioned is an activated alchemy mouse made of plasticine. It is only the size of a fist, and its two eyeballs are just glass balls, which are not valuable. Since he bought this alchemy product from a mobile vendor on the pedestrian street a few weeks ago, this little mouse has become a good tool for communication between fat people and fat cats.

But now, Tuantuan is squinting, drooping his face, lying in a narrow stone crevice outside the window sill, refusing to take care of the fat man's sale to beg for mercy. Earlier, after returning from the bathroom with dim eyes, Fatty Xin turned his body He fell directly on his bed without noticing that there was another meatball on the bed also sleeping.

Then the fat man firmly pressed the fat cat's tail, screamed the fat cat who was sleeping comfortably, awakened directly from the dream, and subconsciously scratched the fat cat's paw.

Suffering from such an injury in a daze, it naturally stirred up a bit of fat man's anger. Without opening his eyes, he stretched out the slap of the fan, and pulled the fat cat a few somersaults around, and then left the bed.

Although Tuantuan who wakes up has a bit of hairy, he also knows that he can't care about the fat man who is angry-it is not that he does not report, the time is not yet. As the so-called fat cat revenge, from morning to night-after watching the fat man fall asleep again, he quietly touched back to the bed, flipped his paws flexibly, and took off the watch from the fat man's wrist.

Fatty's watch is similar to Zheng Qing's gray cloth bag, both of which are space equipment. It's just that Zheng Qing's gray cloth bag belongs to very traditional and very old space equipment; while Fatty's watch belongs to the latest trend of space equipment, with a large space and a light curtain catalog.

The watch not only stores Xin Fatty's homework, textbooks, paper, ink, pen and inkstone and other learning tools, but also many test supplies such as crucibles, test tubes, tweezers and so on. Of course, the most numerous and occupying the largest space are all kinds of snacks.

For example, a variety of bulk roasted seeds and nuts, dried fruits, prepared butchers, jerky, whole roast chicken, roast duck, and even barrels of beer, aging of different years, and many carbonated drinks purchased from the world of white Ding.

It can be said that as long as he wears a watch, the fat man can fully maintain the wilderness life for most of the year without worrying about the shortage of supplies.

But now, this watch has been taken away by the fat cat.

After waking up in the morning, the fat man habitually touched his wrist, intending to wake up with a cold beer, but he felt empty. After reacting, he rummaged around on the bed, but apart from a few cat hairs, he could not find the watch.

Then he saw the fat cat walking leisurely outside the window sill.

Tuantuan's tail was raised high, and a wide watchband hung on the base of the tail. The bright dial Shi Shiran in the sun was attached to the fat cat's chrysanthemum, and the fat man looked pale.

That watch was the watch that Fatty couldn't find.

When Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao came back from outside after their morning class, they saw this scene-Fatty Xin looked around for any small toys, food, gifts, etc. that might impress the group, hoping that the fat cat would lift his paw The watch is back.

It's just that most of the food and toys he used to bribe the fat cat were stuffed in his watch, and very few left in the dormitory. Among them, the ‘pipi rat’ is the most popular fat cat.

"Have you seen my Pipi Rat?!" Seeing the two young wizards who had returned from morning exercises pushing the door in, Fatty Xin rushed forward as if grabbing the life-saving straw, screaming: "I My watch! My watch!!!"

"Slow down, slow down!" Xiao Xiao raised his arms high and warned loudly: "I have your breakfast in my hand! If you don't mind adding a bit of snot to the millet porridge, you can continue. Pounce..."

This warning is very timely and very effective.

Fatty Xin grabbed Xiao Xiao's skirt, hesitated for a few seconds, then turned to look at Zheng Qing.

The young public-sponsored student hurriedly passed the paper bag in his hand, and said with a smile: "Youtiao, biscuits, fried dumplings, xiaolongbao...Would you like to pad your stomach first?"

Fatty Xin finally calmed down.

"My Pipi Rat...my watch!" He took the paper bag in Zheng Qing's hand, and held the Xiaolongbao with his chopsticks, one by one. Every time I ate one, I babbled and added: "I only knew that Tuantuan’s temper was very bad, but I didn’t expect it to be so bad... It took my watch away while I was sleeping... Maybe it found the leather. Leather Rat, there is still a chance to get back my watch... Any one of you saw my Leather Rat?"

Zheng Qing lowered his eyelids in silence.

He knew the whereabouts of the alchemy mouse, but he was still hesitant to tell the fat man in person—the day before yesterday, that is Thursday night, when he returned to the dormitory from outside as a black cat, he was full of everything he carried with him. In addition to the anger, there were a few drops of bird feces on his body.

And all this is thanks to a certain mouse in clothes.

Just when the black cat was furious, a gray-skinned mouse--that is, Fatty Xin's skin-skinned mouse--suddenly ran past him. There is no doubt that the old and new hatreds added together to welcome him. It was the powerful slap of a certain black cat.

Zheng Qing still clearly remembers how he felt when he slapped the head of the gray-skinned mouse with a slap—different from the flesh-and-blood mouse~www.ltnovel.com~ Most of the skin-skin mouse's body is made of plasticine. So the claws are a bit sticky, not at all hearty.

The black cat who came back to his senses before Fatty Xin had returned to the dormitory, Seven Claw Bawei swept the dismembered alchemy mouse between the desk and the corner of the bed, and then went back to his bed casually.

"...Everything was an accident, I definitely didn't mean it at the time," the fat man dripped with grease on the corners of his mouth, holding soy milk in one hand, and fritters in the other. Silly, how can I notice that there is a cat on the bed?...You all know, I fell asleep, like a dead pig, completely unconscious..."

"This description is very appropriate." Zheng Qing whispered.

Fatty Xin took a bite of fritters viciously, and looked at the young Gongsheng angrily.

Zheng Qing quickly smiled and handed over a small plate of pickles, and said: "Come and order some food, don't rush, eat slowly, eat slowly..."

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