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The pigeon is snow-white, without a trace of variegation, its eyes are dark and agile, its paws are yellow and tender, and it looks unusually clean. The little fox opposite it also has snow-white fur, but some pale blue patterns on the fur.

At this moment, the little fox is rubbing its paws, shaking its big tail, and touching the head of the white pigeon.

The white dove is the pet of the little girl in pink, and after the owner sat down, it flew over from nowhere, stood on the little girl's shoulder, and cooed non-stop. The fox is Poseidon. Originally, Poseidon was a little tired all the way, but after seeing the new white bird next to him, he somehow had a spirit again.

The pigeon spread its wings slightly, held its head high, and stared at the restless little fox in front of it, with a threatening cooing sound in its throat. The white dove has no severed beak, its mouthparts are sharp, and its translucent cuticle gives it an orange hue in the sun.

The little fox carefully withdrew his paws, glanced at Zheng Qing, snorted a few times aggrievedly, and recoiled his tail and wilted.

Zheng Qing smiled awkwardly.

He hadn't recovered from the shock he had just had.

Turning his head sideways, he looked at the little girl again, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Are you really going to the first university?"

The little girl puffed out her mouth and did not answer, like the white dove on her shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I'm just a little scared. Feeling that he was also a little abrupt, Zheng Qing honestly apologized, took out the snack box from the ash bag, opened it, and handed it to the little girl: "Do you want something delicious?"

There are pine nuts, hazelnuts, figs, peas, peanuts and other dried fruits in the box, which are some fried goods that Zheng Qing bought in the huiziji, all of which have been shelled and are very convenient to eat.

Before the little girl could reply, the white dove on her shoulder had already actively jumped onto Zheng Qing's wrist, stretched her neck and picked up a melon seed, raised her head and swallowed it.

This time it was the little girl's turn to be embarrassed.

"My name is Li Meng, and I was admitted to Jiuyou College, the first university. Here is my offer letter. The little girl took out a hard-shell notice from the small schoolbag on her back and let Zheng Qing take a look.

The notice has a triangular symbol wrapped in a circle, which is the logo of First University.

"I am also from Jiuyou Academy, Astronomy 08-1 class, Zheng Qing. He smiled and stuffed the snack box into Li Meng's arms, and praised him: "You are amazing! I thought that the school only admits students over the age of eighteen, but I really didn't expect it." ”

"I'm also in the Astronomy 08-1 class. Li Meng picked a pecan, chewed it, and said excitedly: "I fell asleep during self-study last night and was pulled into the examination room of the first university." According to my interviewer, I am basically the youngest candidate in the nearly 100 years of First University!"

The little girl looked at Zheng Qing proudly, with an expression of coming to praise me.

"It's amazing!" Zheng Qing smiled and admired, but couldn't help but ask: "Why do you say 'basically the youngest candidate in the past hundred years'?

Li Meng pouted and shook her head, indicating that she didn't know.

"Because there is also a twelve-year-old freshman who is enrolled at the same time this year, he is the youngest student to enter the first university in the past 100 years. Nearby, a boy with a watermelon head joined the conversation.

"Twelve years old!" Zheng Qing was completely shocked: "Which academy is he from! Does the school allow such a young student to enroll?"

"I'm also twelve years old!" Li Meng exclaimed unconvinced next to him, "Why is he the youngest?" ”

The round-faced boy with a watermelon head glanced at the box of dried fruits in Li Meng's arms.

"I'm sorry, I don't understand yet, what do you call it?" Zheng Qing very obediently took out another box of dried fruits and handed it to the watermelon head: "You try this, this is the dried goods fried by Grandma Song's house on the Huizi collection, it is very delicious." ”

"Vocabulary collection?" The watermelon-headed boy glanced at Zheng Qing carefully, silently picked up a walnut, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Next to them, the white pigeon and Poseidon were already rolling together, both tired of Li Meng's arms, meekly waiting for the little girl to pick delicious dried fruits for them. Li Meng smiled and rubbed Poseidon's fluffy fur, scratching its big ears from time to time.

Zheng Qing glanced at the comfortable little bastard and pouted.

"Xiao Xiao, Xiao Se, laugh happily. The watermelon-headed boy ate the dried fruit in his hand, clapped his hands, re-spread the heavy black-shell notebook on the small table, and said quickly while flipping it: "I am also a freshman of Jiuyou Academy." In other words, the freshmen in this cabin are all from Jiuyou Academy. ”

"This year, First University has two very young entrants, both 12 years old. One girl, the little girl next to us, and another boy, Lin Guo, enrolled in Alpha Academy. Xiao Xiao glanced at Li Meng and helped his black-framed glasses: "As for why he is ranked in front of you, it is because Lin Guo is admitted without examination." In fact, he was already able to enter the school when he was ten years old, but because of his age, the school delayed his enrollment. ”

"Don't call me a little girl, call me a college student!" Li Meng shouted unconvinced.

Xiao Xiao didn't reply, just lowered her head and tugged at the corners of her pants.

Zheng Qing saw a yellow-colored, palm-sized turtle come out from under Xiao Xiao's seat, biting his trouser legs, stretching his neck, and tugging hard.

Xiao Xiao sighed, picked up the turtle, put it on his lap, and asked Zheng Qing for some pine nuts.

The turtle looked very old, its eyes were cloudy, white eyelids grew from the corners of its eyes, a bunch of tiny folds were squeezed into its rough skin, and its withered yellow back shell seemed to have been violently struck, revealing many cracks.

As if he had discovered a new toy, Poseidon broke free from Li Meng's arms, jumped into Xiao Xiao's arms, raised his two front paws, and pressed the old turtle hard.

The old turtle took a bite of pine nuts and ate them slowly, completely ignoring the small things jumping on his body. It was only when Poseidon tried to bite its head that it shook its head, showing a little impatience.

"Poseidon, come back!" Zheng Qing felt a little blushing, leaned in, grabbed the struggling little fox back into his arms, and gently twisted its cheeks: "You settle down!"

Poseidon whimpered, his big tail flicking around, resolutely uncooperative.

"Poseidon! Li Meng combed his white pigeon with feathers, and raised his head enviously: "Unlike my Xiaobai, the name was too simple at first, and then I couldn't change it if I wanted to." ”

The corners of Zheng Qing's mouth twitched, looking at the white pigeon with his head held high, with a proud face.

It was very happy with its name.