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Chapter 62 Cat's Eyes Look at the School

 It’s very cold when I wake up early, and my toes are covered with frost.

Zheng Qing's claws touched the cold stone floor, and he could always feel a vague coolness eroding his internal organs through his toes.

The black cat couldn't help but scold the wizards on duty in the school's astrology department from the bottom of his heart.

The cold dew had just passed on Wednesday, and there were still about ten days until the frost. The newly appointed teaching assistants and school administrators in the Astrology Supervisor couldn't wait to have several frosts fall on the whole school.

Not only were the leaves of the sycamore trees on both sides of the avenue turned red, but even the four-season greenery around the lawn couldn't stand the drastic weather changes and looked a little wilted.

Not to mention the black cat who is actually in a "semi-naked" state.

Having been protected by the dormitory before, Zheng Qing didn't feel too deeply about it. It wasn't until he ran on the empty stone road for a while that he noticed the chill of the late autumn morning under the stimulation of the cool air.

But after running more than half the distance, it would be a bit uneconomical to go back and go through all the trouble for nothing.

Since the stone road is too cool, I think it will be relatively warm on the lawn.

These thoughts were just swirling in my heart, and the black cat that had been trotting along quickly twisted its waist and jumped into the lawn beside the road.

Sure enough, through the thick grass blades, the cool air was not so overwhelming.

The black cat's figure flashed across the lawn, hardly attracting anyone's attention - in fact, there were no people on the campus on Saturday morning.

Especially on this early chilly morning, most students still tucked themselves into bed and had cordial and friendly conversations with Duke Zhou. Except for those diligent students doing morning classes, few people were willing to hone their skills in the cold wind.

will.

Of course, the lack of pedestrians does not mean that the campus is empty.

With the arrival of the hunting moon, more and more colors have made up for the beauty taken away by the summer and began to fill the school surrounded by high walls.

Flower beds, colorful ribbons, and colorful sculptures are placed in various directions on both sides of the lawn and road.

The cadres of the student union need to sort out this mess before the opening ceremony of Hunter Moon - let the flower beds be filled with flowers of various colors and ribbons fluttering between the branches of the trees and the buildings; adjust the rude sculptures,

By the way, give their mottled bodies a new coat of paint.

Compared with the complicated affairs of the Student Union, the work of the Association of Societies is much easier.

They just need to promote the outstanding clubs in the club and the hunting teams under those clubs from time to time to build up some popularity for the upcoming school hunting party.

And their propaganda methods are also very traditional.

Banners with fluorescent text flashing were hung on the tall trees on both sides of the road in an orderly manner. Each banner represented a member of the Federation of Societies - Zheng Qing vaguely remembered that the 'Knights of Forgiveness' also pulled a banner, but

He walked around the forest two or three times, but except for a few posters of all members of the hunting team, he did not find his own banner.

Seeing someone greeting him in the poster, the black cat raised his head proudly and snorted disdainfully.

This sound attracted the attention of a 'staff member' nearby.

"Excuse me!" The staff member staggered to the black cat, hung a small domino around the black cat's neck with a smile, and promoted in an enthusiastic voice: "We let our youth fly and chase our dreams! Hunters will never

Stop running - the YPO community welcomes the arrival of the hunting moon with you..."

This 'staff' is actually an alchemy doll. He is covered in a deerskin-tanned coat stuffed with cotton and ramie. His eyes are two buttons, and his mouth looks like a girl's hairpin.

Made of flowers, holding a bouquet in his hand, humming energetically, greeting every living creature passing by.

There was a sense of stupidity all over his body.

The alchemy dolls under other banners do not look any more exquisite. After all, these dolls are made by students themselves, so compared with the results in professional alchemy workshops outside the school, they will naturally be much inferior.

Zheng Qing fiddled with the domino hanging around his neck with his paws.

The workmanship of this small gift is also very rough. It seems to be made of ground cow bones. It has three large letters "YPO" engraved on it in clumsy handwriting.

There are no engraved magic patterns, no nested talismans, and even the dominoes have not been dipped in olive oil or consecrated in front of the statue of a god - pure, unpretentious gadgets.

Zheng Qing had heard of this association, and its full name seemed to be the 'Young Hunters Association'. Members must have more than one experience of hunting monsters. Invitations were also issued to young publicly funded students.

Zheng Qing is very glad that he did not join these societies casually.

After all, not everyone has the courage to shout out the second explosive slogan in front of everyone.

Wagging its tail, the black cat got rid of the encirclement of other dolls, passed through the gap in the bushes, and ran straight to Shushan Pavilion.

He has not forgotten his destination.

Compared with other places on campus, the atmosphere near Shushan Hall is much livelier.

The semester has started for more than a month, and the midterm exam is no longer far away for everyone. Although the midterm exam will not affect the promotion exam at the end of the school year, as a periodic summary, most professors will invest a lot of money in this test.

points reward.

Many diligent and motivated students have begun to prepare for the sprint, and the library is the best place to study.

The black cat's brisk steps passed the figures queuing up one after another, and in the blink of an eye he arrived at the door of Shushan Pavilion on the first floor.

When he was about to slip in through the crack in the door, a wooden stick stood in front of him.

The look of the wooden staff was very familiar to Zheng Qing.

When he was on night patrol at Linzhong Lake, he would also hold one of these in his hand. This is the standard equipment for school workers at First University.

"Have you brought your student card or staff ID?" The school worker guarding the door looked at the black cat with a tigerish face.

"Ouch?" Zheng Qing looked at the school administrator with big innocent eyes.

"That's not how the cat meows..." The school guard's face was full of black lines, and the wooden stick in his hand paused on the stone slab, making a threatening sound: "If you bring your ID, go to the queue... and stand at the end of the queue.

"

"If you can't even stand in line, what's the point of entering the library?" Another slightly younger school janitor came over and looked at the black cat with a smile: "You look a little unfamiliar... just recently.

Have you learned the art of transfiguration?"

Zheng Qing's beard slowly drooped.

Oh, he forgot again, this is the First University, and no one will relax their vigilance against a strange black cat.

"You can't enter the library without a card." The old school worker looked at the black cat seriously and waved his hand: "Bring your ID card first when you go back."

The black cat sniffed, shook his beard, looked at the densely packed talismans and formations carved on the library door not far away, and finally gave up the plan of sneaking in quietly.


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