Zheng Qing glanced at Dr. Xiao Da and felt that he was like a fried little hedgehog.

"What's going on with him today, why is he so angry?" the young public student opened his mouth and asked Fat Xin in a silent mouth.

The fat man obviously doesn't know what teamwork and low-key cooperation is.

"Oh, it's not because of Mr. Sima. The fat man opened his mouth with a big grin, and his voice was very loud: "It's winter vacation soon, and Mr. Sima can't follow him home, so it's inevitable that he will be a little emotional...... Don't you know? Anyway, who are you going to take home for the Chinese New Year?"

Zheng Qing's face turned dark, and he almost threw the law book in his hand and smashed it on the fat man's face.

What do you mean by who are you going to bring home this year?

Can you say all this nonsense so aggressively?

Zheng Qing was just a little close, but someone put it into action.

Before the fat man's words fell, the black hard-shell notebook that Xiao Xiao had covered his face and never left his hand slid in a beautiful arc in mid-air and smashed on his bare, white belly.

The fat cat who was happily stepping on the belly screamed in fright, and the sharp claws popped out from between the toes.

"Ah...... Ahh

Fat Xin immediately let out two short, piercing screams.

The first scream was because Xiao Xiao's hard-shell notebook smashed on his belly, smashing him painfully.

The second scream was because Tuan Tuan's sharp claws pierced his belly without hindrance, causing secondary damage to the fat man's body and mind.

Dylan, who had been staying in the coffin and pretending to sleep, finally couldn't help it, tore open the curtain, and laughed maniacally.

Zheng Qing ignored the fat man's tragic situation and turned his head to look at Xiao Xiao.

"Will the school agree?" he had already begun to seriously consider Fat Xin's previous proposal, planning to take a walk around the northern district of Beta Town. It's just that before making a final decision, he still needs to confirm some details: "For example, after the holidays, students wander between different colleges, is it okay? Also, the atmosphere outside the school was so tense a while ago, does the school allow us to go to the North District? Do we need to ask the professor for approval?"

"After the holidays, as long as you don't smash the windows and set fire to the school, why does the school care so much about you. Xiao Xiao rolled his eyes and instructed the elves to lift their notebooks back from the fat man's belly, and at the same time explained angrily: "The school has always been better than less than one thing, and you can take a little less responsibility, never a little more...... Besides, the North End is not a Silent Forest, but there are just a little more tricksters. Other wizards don't want to go for fear of losing face, do you have that kind of concern?"

Zheng Qing shook his head decisively.

"So," Xiao Xiao took the notebook from the elf's hand, reopened it, buckled it on his face, and said angrily: "Everyone is an adult, what do you plan to do after the holiday, the school won't care, and you can't manage it." ”

Dylan, who poked his head out of the coffin, also stopped laughing at this moment.

He wiped the corners of his eyes and added: "The school is not a prison, there are only a little differences in the philosophy of running schools between different colleges...... As long as we are students at the First University, we can travel between different faculties. Otherwise, where do students like me live during the winter vacation? ”

When arranging dormitories, First University likes to arrange students from different colleges together in a disruptive manner, which is known as building a harmonious campus environment. Dylan's stay in dormitory 403 was the result of this arrangement.

After listening to the analysis of the two roommates, Zheng Qing nodded, feeling reasonable.

"Oh, by the way, call me when you plan to go," Xiao Xiao suddenly raised the corner of the notebook, revealing half of his face, and snorted: "Count me in too...... The Trickster's Situation Survey sounds like a good investigative project. ”

"Did we say we want you?" Fat Xin finally found a chance to fight back, sat up from the bed with a golden knife, and shouted cursedly: "Even if I go to the North District alone, I will never go with you even if I go to the North District with the rats and fish people!"

Tuan Tuan squatted on the fat man's lap, screaming and responding, looking like he was the same enemy.

Zheng Qing stared at a fat cat with an expressionless face...... Oh, it was two fat eyes, turned his head, and looked at Mr. Vampire Werewolf lying next to the coffin: "What about Dylan? You said you stayed in school during the winter vacation...... Are you going to go?tsk, your dark circles look a little serious today, and you haven't had a rest in the morning, okay?"

Vampires are cold-blooded creatures that want to sleep when the weather is warm, especially in a warm house in winter, which is best for napping.

Werewolves, on the other hand, are warm-blooded creatures that have always been energetic and very active.

Dylan combines the contradictory characteristics of the two, he likes to sleep, but he can't sleep soundly. As a result, his eye sockets often hang dark circles, his eyelids are half-drooping, and he always looks lazy.

"I'm waiting for the bats at home to bring me new cufflinks. Dylan hung his head on the edge of the coffin and snorted weakly.

Unlike a few minutes ago when he was slapping the coffin board and laughing wildly, his mood is now in a slump again.

"Cufflinks?, you still have a lot of them here?!" Zheng Qing tilted his head and pointed to the mahogany wardrobe not far away with a look of surprise.

Although the cabinet door was not opened, Zheng Qing had seen Dylan fiddling with the contents more than once.

To be honest, Zheng Qing felt that according to the stock of clothes and clothing in the wardrobe, he could wear them for four years without buying a new one.

"But those are all worn. Dylan raised his arm, hooked his fingers, and the mahogany cabinet door snapped open, and then a series of cufflinks of different colors and styles flew out one after another, two by two, and lined up on the edge of the bed.

Dylan's fingers tapped along the cufflinks one by one, and said sullenly, "Ah, this, this, this...... These have been worn. If you have already worn it, how can you wear it out to meet people?"

Zheng Qinghao didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

Although Dylan was often seen rubbing his fangs with a small brush, he never realized that Dylan was so particular about clothing.

"In principle, all you need is three pairs of cufflinks. Fat Xin said in a mocking tone.

Dylan ignored him.

"How's that tortoiseshell one? I've always thought it was beautiful. Zheng Qing looked at the row of hundreds of cufflinks, and finally sighed, pointing to one of the pairs and suggesting.

"No," Dylan shook his head firmly, "just because it's so good-looking, others will pay extra attention to it...... I couldn't let anyone notice that I had worn these cufflinks before. ”

"But everyone else can see that you wear the same robe to class every day. Fat Xin pouted.

"It's true that I've never noticed you change your cuffs and bow tie every day. Zheng Qing echoed and said.

"Matthew will find out, Friedman will find out, Adam will find out...... Even the little Taylor cub I think can notice!" Dylan stubbornly rejected his roommates' suggestion.

These reasons were very powerful, and Zheng Qing was speechless.