For the students of First University, this year's Christmas is just as fun as in previous years.

For example, several great wizards with the title of druid in the school revitalized many tall pine and cypress trees, and then hung colorful small gifts on the trees, let them drag their heavy steps, strolling around the campus, every time they meet students with empty hands or alone, they will kindly give a Christmas gift - this is the traditional program of the first university Christmas day, which is part of the 'holiday care action for the disadvantaged groups on campus' led by the student union.

For another example, the school working committee has created a large number of puppet snowmen, the small ones are only a few feet high, and the large ones are only a little more than a meter. Because it's Christmas, it's customary to always have a thick layer of snow on campus, and having these snowmen active in this snow field adds a bit of vitality to the whole campus.

Of course, there's more to these snowmen than that. Their more important role lies in their fluffy bellies. Those thick snowballs are a great tool for obscuring your vision.

If a boy wants to give a Christmas gift to a witch of his choice, but is too embarrassed to give it out in public, he can stop a snowman wandering around in the snow, stuff the gift into the snowman's belly, and insert the paper crane charm into the snowman's head, and the snowman will follow the instructions of the paper crane charm and deliver the gift to the witch.

Because the snowman is non-verbal and loyal, he is regarded as a great 'Santa Claus'.

In comparison, the other group of postmen was a bit noisy.

This year, Santa Claus, who is in charge of delivering gifts to his classmates, is not a traditional talisman puppet, nor an elk and a sleigh as rumored, but a mouse and a pumpkin.

Yes, it's not the reindeer that pull Santa's cart this year, it's the big rats with smooth coats, and the carts that are flying around are not Santa's sleigh carts, but pumpkin carts with round mouths, and if any agile student lifts off the 'Santa' hats, they can see the snow-white bearded and pointy mouths under the brim of the hats – yes, this year's Santa Claus is also played by mice.

"It's not the Year of the Rat this year, why are there so many rats in the school!" a short witch whispered to her companion as she passed by Zheng Qing's side, "In the morning, I met three rats in a row in the cafeteria driving a pumpkin cart to give me gifts...... The sharp-mouthed ones spoke in a weird voice and looked dirty, and I don't know why the school chose them as messengers. ”

Although her tone seemed to be full of dissatisfaction, Zheng Qing always felt that she was showing off something in and out of her words.

"yes," the shorter witch's companion pouted, muttering, "I think the school is playing tricks too...... You say, the school told us to catch rats some time ago, could it be that they were going to pull the pumpkin cart? Is that cruelty to small animals? Can we protest to Dan Hag?"

Zheng Qing didn't know if letting the rats pull the cart was abusive, but he knew that there was something that the two little girls had indeed said wrong. It's just that before he could speak, Dr. Xiao, who was walking beside him, couldn't help but jump out.

"That," Xiao Xiao coughed, poked his head to interrupt the conversation between the two witches, and reminded in a low voice: "This year is the Year of Wuzi, although there is still a month to go before it is Chinese New Year's Eve, but it is indeed the Year of the Rat...... In addition, Danhag will not accept public interest lawsuits filed by natural persons, and if you want to protest the abuse of rats in schools, it is more likely that the relevant documents will be accepted by submitting the relevant documents to the court of the Moon's Lower Parliament. ”

The two witches, apparently startled by Dr. Xiao's sudden interjection, turned their heads and looked at him stunned, then hugged each other and ran away as if they had been stung by a wasp.

There was a trail of giggling laughter and a short wizard standing in the snow, his face red and white.

"Stupid move. Xin Fatzi, who was walking behind Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao, finally caught up with the footsteps of the two, gasped, and commented.

It's 1:50 p.m., and it's less than ten minutes before the start of life lessons.

Today is Thursday, and in the afternoon is a compulsory school-wide general education class, life class.

Although it is a compulsory course, because the course is simple and the credits are not high, everyone is not very motivated to take classes. In this period of time towards the end of the semester, students prefer to spend their limited study time on courses such as talismans, magic scripts, and pharmacy.

Including the Crime Hunting Team, the vast majority of students will squeeze the noon time to the limit - some students will also ask for a sick note from the school hospital to ask for an afternoon of sick leave - so it is naturally not too much for Zheng Qing and others to step into the classroom.

"Stupid indeed. Zhang Jixin nodded approvingly and analyzed: "Even if it is the Year of the Rat, there shouldn't be so many rats in the school...... In other words, is it possible that in the Year of the Dragon, there will be dragons flying around the streets like Ice Claws?"

Fat Xin's eyes widened, and his eyes were full of shock at his companion's words.

"That's not what I mean by stupidity!" corrected the fat man loudly, "Do you have muscles in your head?

"Does this have anything to do with what Xiao Xiao just said?" Zhang Jixin wondered.

While speaking, Zheng Qing, who was walking in front of several people, suddenly sighed: ", here you ...... again"

Before he could finish speaking, a yellow bolt of lightning swept down from the treetops not far away, and with a hint of whistling, plunged headlong into the snowdrift in front of the young public scholarship student.

When Zheng Qing was hesitating to slip away immediately, the snowdrift squirmed a few times, and out of it crawled out a little mouse in a red robe, with a ridiculous pointed hat, and a white beard on his face.

"Astronomy 08-1 class of Jiuyou College of the First University, Zheng Qing, student number 2008TW-1-002, you have a Christmas gift, please sign for it!"

"Bah, the ancestors are above, what a hellish weather!"

The little mouse complained sharply, and at the same time raised his head and looked left and right: "Excuse me, who will help me dig the pumpkin cart out of the snowdrift?

Xiao Xiao hugged the notebook, ignoring what happened to the little mouse. Xin Fatzi and Zhang Jixin also held their arms, looking like they were watching jokes.

Only Zheng Qing, after a few sighs, squatted down and helped the little mouse dig the pumpkin cart out of the snowdrift.

Judging by his skillful movements, it was obviously not the first time he had done this.