Vol 3 Chapter 37: Difficult starting point

Midday.
403 dormitory for boys.
Zheng Qing, Xiao Xiao, Xin, Dylan, Zhang Jixin, Blue Bird, Linguo.
The orange cat leaned on Fatty Xin's pillow, squinting, and snoring comfortably; the elves crawled up and down on it, weaving the long hair on the orange tail into various pigtails.
Zhang Jixin is playing chess with Lin Guo-this is a complex game born out of a hunting game. It seems that with the arrival of the hunting moon, it has regained the favor of many students overnight-Dr. Xiao Da holding his notebook , Sitting aside, listlessly recorded the scores for the two.
Zheng Qing sat cross-legged on his bed, arms folded in front of his chest, looking at a blank sheet of paper floating in front of him with a serious face. Above the white paper, the shorthand quill that I just bought from the Green Grocery Store is happily drawing long and thin lines.
"Listen to me, right!" The red-faced boy seemed to have eyes behind his back. Although his gaze was still fixed on the chessboard in front of him, he knew everything behind his back: "I'll just say it. The Green Grocery Store offers good prices. inexpensive!"
Xiao Xiao snorted long.
"It's closed!" Linguo waved his fist and exclaimed happily.
On the chessboard, the assistant hunter belonging to the Alpha Wizard had just cut off the retreat of the opposite wild demon group and tightly tied the entire hunting pocket.
Lan Ting originally leaned against the bedpost behind Lin Guo with his arms, and seeing the excitement of the little wizard, he couldn't help reaching out and rubbing his neat watermelon head.
Ling Guo turned her head and bared her teeth with a bright smile.
"If I were you, I would definitely not be happy so early." The red-faced boy sitting opposite rolled up his sleeves and enthusiastically directed his wild monsters to form a full defensive formation, and followed the most conservative posture. Guard the Wild Demon King at the very center, and wait for the assault from the opposing hunting team.
"You two go lightly... a chess game is like a battle." Fatty Xin muttered, and tightened the pillow on his chest. He languidly slumped in the chair, his legs widened apart, and he looked half-dreaming.
"Are you going to sit here for noon?" Dylan's a little annoyed voice came from the tent not far away.
It was the hottest day of the day when the vampire werewolf in the dormitory was obviously not satisfied with this environment. So although the tent on his bed had been hung up, Dylan insisted on sitting in his coffin, hiding his whole body in the shadow behind the tent.
There was still a little lifeless in the dormitory.
Now, even the two players who are playing chess have given up using explicit commands to direct those chess pieces to run around on the sandboard, and instead try to use the small walking stick configured on the chessboard to command silently.
Just when the atmosphere was so suppressed that it was about to explode, the fat man who was lying on the chair stood up.
"Yes!" He yelled, his eyes widened and his arms raised high: "How about calling ‘No. 403’?!"
The elves who were weaving pigtails on the orange cat's tail were taken aback by the roar, and screamed, quickly hiding behind the fat cat's generous body.
Tuantuan stopped snoring, shaking his beard, opened one eye in dissatisfaction, and gave the fat man a warning glance.
"You scare the soul!" Zheng Qing was also frightened by the roar. The shorthand pen floating in front of him could not be controlled for a while, and a series of transparent holes were punched in the white paper.
He put away the pen and paper, looked at the fat man again with an annoyed look, and asked weakly, "What did you just say?"
"I mean, our club is called'No. 403', how about it?" Fatty Xin solemnly waved his arms, as if he was speaking on the stage, and exclaimed impassionedly: "Although it looks quite satisfactory, there is something between the lines. The true meaning of'order'! Not only is it formal, but it is also clear at a glance, giving people a very rigorous feeling."
"I don't know whether it's rigorous or not, I only know that your saliva star just landed on my Wild Demon King's face." Zhang Jixin broke his fingers unkindly, and made a threatening click.
"I can't see the formal feeling of using our house number as a name at all, let alone being rigorous." Zheng Qing stuck the white paper on his face and lamented: "Maybe the Federation of Societies will only The name feels our perfunctory attitude..."
"I didn't shine, I just felt blind." Dr. Xiao Da said concisely.
"Also, also, I, Big Brother Lan, and Big Brother Zhang, not from the 403 dormitory..." Lin Guo kept his fingers busy, and added at the end: "Oh, there is also the little atlas. Master, he is not in the 403 dormitory either."
The blue did not speak, but expressed his attitude with disdain.
"Neither does this, nor that... You guys gave a good idea!" Fatty Xin sighed up to the sky, and fell back into his chair, his voice full of despair: "It's just a name, do you need to be so serious? We have wasted almost half an hour on this issue!"
This time, even the coffin in the shadow made a faint sigh.
Zheng Qing turned over the letter paper in front of him, and looked at the various names on the back, and felt very headache.
After returning to the dormitory from the pedestrian street, the "Society Inaugural Meeting and the First General Meeting of League Members" of the young wizards came to a halt within less than five minutes.
A simple problem that no one had anticipated baffled everyone.
What should be their new name? !
"So, if you want me to say it, you should choose my opinion." Ling Guo raised a chess piece, letting the hunter who was lurking threaten him with teeth and claws, and made a serious suggestion: "I think'Xingkong is invincible.' The hunting team' or the'world's first hunting team' can express our purpose very clearly. UU reading www.uukanshu.com can fully bring out our courage and fearlessness."
There was silence in the dormitory for a few seconds, and then everyone laughed heartily without asking the children.
Xin's laughter is the most exaggerated.
"The name is too big, I'm afraid it will flash to the waist." The fat man vetoed with a smile.
"Fatty has no waist." Ling Guo squinted at him, and sat back in his chair angrily.
Student Xin opened his mouth, lowered his head and glanced at his chubby belly, pulled a blanket from the bed, and silently covered his face.
"Then what do you think of the name'Gentlemen's League'?" Dylan's voice came from under the shadow of the tent, and explained in a graceful tone: "This is a very famous hunting team in Europa history. I have hunted and killed many famous monsters...just a small borrowing...They won't mind the simple ideas of the young wizards in the school chasing their dreams..."
"Gentleman or something, it sounds abnormal." Zheng Qing waved his hands quickly, repeatedly vetoing: "Maybe the girls would sound like a ‘abnormal alliance’...no, no."
"Why!" Dylan's voice was full of puzzles and doubts: "Isn't gentleman a very elegant and beautiful adjective?"
"That's an old antique how many years ago... You are already out of touch with society." Zheng Qing vomited: "Maybe you should look through a dictionary of modern buzzwords... You know, the ancient'walking' is running, modern To'walk' is to walk on two short legs."
Dylan’s account was quiet for a few seconds, and finally there was a long sigh: "This is also no way...you know, as an old man of one thousand and two hundred years old, he is always not so sensitive to changes in time."
"It's 1200 years old again?" Xiao Xiao snorted.