Hunting College

"Here! And here! Put flower baskets!"

"There is a pit under the table, are you all blind? Why not clean it up!"

"There are carpets, black carpets? Put them on quickly! Do you want the big people to walk on the mud?"

The little mouse in the cyan waistcoat walked back and forth in the small shop with his hands behind his back, pacing powerful steps, waving his arms from time to time, shouting loudly, and arranging various reception matters.

A group of rats wearing the same green vests tightly surround it, and from time to time a few rats rush out, adjusting the layout and deficiencies of the store according to the wishes of this green-skinned mouse.

Zheng Qing stood on the side of the counter, holding his arms, watching coldly.

Fatty Xin stood on the other side of the counter, guarding the rows of cages by the wall, carefully looking at the actions of the uninvited guests in the store. There are also fat cats Tuan Tuan. At this moment, they also left the hard work surface, lying on the fat man's head, with the corners of his mouth slightly tilted, casually looking at the noisy mice, the chubby cat's face was faintly mocked.

Since Ding Dong's ears informed them of their intentions a few minutes ago, Zheng Qing and his companions had a brief discussion, and they conditionally agreed to all reasonable demands of the rats-they were also guests, and they had reason to demand all of them.

This distinct tacit understanding finally broke down after Dingdang's ears arranged for mice to lay black carpets inside and outside the shop. The young public student had to clear his throat, stepped forward, and blocked the mice.

"Ahem," he stood on tiptoe, squatted on his heels, resting his hands on the ground, and staring at the ears of jingle from a lower angle as much as possible: "I need to remind you... Wizards don't use black carpets. They When celebrating festivals, if you need to use carpets, only red carpets will be used."

Originally waving his arms and pointing at the country, the spirited Dingdang's ears stagnated. After a long while, he turned his head, looked at its companion, and said in surprise: "Is that right?"

"Seems."

"Yes!"

"Yes, that's it, our rat clan is different from wizards."

The green vest mice around it nodded, and echoed.

This conclusion made Ding Dang's ears look a little ugly-especially when it thought that in a huge office, the carpet was black, and its mood was even worse.

However, after all, this is not the mouse race world below.

This is the surface of the earth, a world with a yellow moon and a red sun, the world of wizards.

Walking in such a world, the weak rat race must learn to compromise.

"In that case, let's change it to a red carpet." Ding Dong's ears reluctantly nodded, and the long tail was retracted from mid-air, and it was looped twice around its waist, making a knot.

Hearing that, a few mice wearing blue vests immediately re-rolled the black carpet that had just been spread a few meters, rolled it into a bucket, then carried it on their shoulders, and was'expanded' along the corner to a black cave one foot high, and hurried away. go with. I believe that within a few minutes, there will be a group of equally busy mice in the blue vest, carrying a red carpet back.

After pointing out the inconsistent aesthetics with mice, Zheng Qing did not continue to interfere with their subsequent adjustment work, but stood up straight, sighed, and looked around.

In a small shop, on the originally clean walls around, from time to time, one or two rats in red vests quickly crawled past-whether it was the baseboard at the bottom or the plaster statue at the top, or the soft light shining Ceiling headlights, and furniture surfaces covered in purple and black lacquer--there are the figures of mice in red vests everywhere.

After seeing a red vest rat kicking over a small mahogany horse, and then using its small paws to leave a few strange nicks on it, the young public servant finally couldn't restrain his curiosity and looked towards Jing Dang's ears.

"Excuse me, can you ask what they are doing?" The wizard kindly offered his own suggestion: "Or, if they are looking for something, they can tell us... they don't need to be so rude."

"They?" Ding Dong craned his ears and looked at the mouse in the red vest next to Maza, curling his lips: "Oh, they are not a system with us... They belong to the internal guards and are responsible for the safety of the big men."

"You would never think that we would arrange for big people to come and inspect your shop without doing any security checks."

Zheng Qing tried hard to curb the urge to roll his eyes-God knows how hard it takes him to resist the strange thoughts of not complaining about these little mice. The half-year career as a wizard has honed his will well, allowing him to have enough patience to accept any seemingly strange ordinary things encountered in life.

Yes, this sounds strange.

But this is normal, isn't it? After all, this is a wizarding world.

Ding Dong Ear didn't care about the inner entanglement of the young wizard, and still arranged the reception work of the blue vest mice happily. Suddenly, it raised its head, looked at Zheng Qing, and curiously said: "Yes, I've been very curious just now, you How did you know Dingdong Ear? That little idiot rarely comes to the wizarding world... and it seems that you know me too? But I don't remember meeting you."

"But your eyes look very familiar."

Zheng Qing was stunned for a while when he heard the words.

Indeed, whether he was dealing with Dingdong Ears or Dingdong Ears, he used the identity of the black cat. Especially Ding Dong's ears, when I quietly tracked it with a pair of red eyes, it must have left a very deep impression on it.

And now in the house, he happened to not wear sunglasses.

It's just that a little mouse catches such tiny details, which always gives people a strange feeling.

"Ah~www.ltnovel.com~ Wizards, there is always one way or another." The young public-funded student said vaguely, and changed the subject: "Excuse me, when will your big man arrive? Our time Very nervous..."

As he said, he pretended to take out the silver pocket watch in his arms, opened the cover, stared at the ticking pointer on the dial, and slightly raised his eyebrows: "...It's the end of the day, and it's less than a quarter of an hour. Shishi."

"Yes, yes, good days and auspicious days, I know this, the old almanac!" Dingdang's ears were easily deflected by the young wizard, and excitedly said: "I remember a short wizard with you. There is also a black cat who talked about this matter. The day of your choice today is good... It is a good day for Yi'anjia Real Estate to open the market. But I have never been clear how you can determine the good time. Can you teach me ?"

"If there is time!" A slightly grumpy voice came from the door of the store.

Dr. Xiao Da, holding his notebook, stood at the door with a long neck stretched out, and looked at Zheng Qing: "If you can, I suggest you come outside now... Some guests have already arrived. In the house, stay. Xin can follow Tuantuan."