The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 349 The Blood Feud Between Fat Cat and Takin

"Alright, go to sleep!"

After trying out the new live streaming equipment, A-Qing put the little fox on her shoulder, untied the elastic band, patted its bottom, and gestured for it to go play somewhere else.

After all that fuss, it was already 5 a.m., and going back to sleep was out of the question.

Everyone in the dormitory was washing up. Lingren walked out of the bathroom with a resentful look on her face, slumped on Tang You's single sofa, and muttered, "Other schools' dormitories support double rows of bathrooms. Why did our crappy school's dormitories have to be so new? They can't even have double rows. It's so inhumane."

An Sheng, who was perched on the windowsill waiting for the fat cat to come over, turned around and looked at Ling Ren upon hearing this.

A-Qing and Tang You went to the bathroom, while Mo Yiqing stood in front of the sink tidying up her appearance.

Because of the air conditioning, the dormitory area and the balcony area are separated by a double-glazed sliding door.

The performer made remarks as bland as aluminum and copper, which went unnoticed by the people on the balcony.

"You don't treat me like a human being at all! Making such outrageous remarks in front of me, you better watch out or I'll go and tell Ah Qing on you."

The little fox whimpered twice to the performer, indicating that there were still people inside and that he should be mindful of his appearance.

The performer noticed the little fox who wasn't asleep and was almost blending into the curtains; she was taken aback.

then.

The performer glanced furtively at the bathroom, then crept up to the little fox, reached out, pinched the fur on the fox's tail, and tugged hard.

"Hey?"

An Sheng tilted her head and looked at the performer, somewhat unfamiliar with her current performance art.

After the performer finished plucking the fox's fluffy tail fur and confirmed that he hadn't pulled any fox hair out, he immediately moved on to the fox's rump and started tugging at the fur with both hands.

"I thought Ah Qing was just being mischievous, but it turns out the little fox really is a genetically mutated individual. She even said she wanted to pluck some of the little fox's white fur to weave felt."

Seeing that the little fox was so stingy that it wouldn't give away a single hair, the actor's eyes revealed a look of disappointment.

Her family runs a teahouse, which has evolved from a tea stall at the docks in her ancestors' time to a large commercial teahouse today.

In the mouths of storytellers and in the writings of ancient scholars, foxes are auspicious or mysterious creatures, or they may even carry a sense of taboo, as if they were not tolerated by heaven and earth.

The wicked concubines who brought ruin to the country and the people in the writings of scholars, and the fox fairy's hatred in Sichuan opera, which is adapted from the story of the fox fairy who repays kindness in the Sichuan opera, are all childhood memories of the actors.

She grew up listening to those stories and developed a vague fascination with mysterious creatures like foxes.

But the Arctic foxes in Harbin were a huge disappointment to the performers; they showed none of the legendary spirituality.

Forget about expecting them to repay your kindness; you should be thanking your lucky stars if they don't poop in your pants.

"Pull my fur to weave felt?"

An Sheng was stunned when she heard this. She tilted her head to the left, unable to understand the logic. She tilted it to the right, but her right brain shut down.

But after understanding the meaning behind the actor's words, An Sheng flew into a rage.

"unbelievable!"

"Pull my wool felt, come here, I'll pull your wool pants!"

The little fox's mouth lashed out quickly, launching a rapid attack on the actor's chest and abdomen.

But after bumping into it a few times, the little fox withdrew its mouth and rubbed its sore nose with its hand.

The performer was taken aback, looked at the little fox who was covering its nose with both hands as if it had been hurt, and asked a question.

"No! Are you being polite?"

"Why didn't you cover your nose and rub it when you rubbed Momo, Aqing, and Tang You, but I did? Is that polite? Little fox, do you even have any manners? Huh!?"

"What's wrong?" Mo Yiqing asked curiously as she saw the actor stagger back and fall to the ground, as if he were performing a major opera.

"Waaaaah—MoMo, you humiliated me, you fox!"

Feeling wronged, the courtesan nestled in Mo Yiqing's arm and told him the whole story.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yiqing suddenly thought of a joke.

He berated me?
How to curse?
He told me everything I had done.

Mo Yiqing placed one hand on his chest, briefly measured, and then moved it to the actor's chest, where it was clearly three sizes smaller.

The actor, barely suppressing his joy, said with a wronged expression:

"Waaaaah, Momo, even you're cursing me."

…………

The cause started by the little fox unknowingly became the result of the actor seeking comfort everywhere. "Brother! What do you need me for?"

"If you're asking about the car, it's the principal. He drove up the hill while drunk."

Time flew by amidst the playful banter in the dormitory. A chubby cat with brown and white fur waddled into the dormitory and asked An Sheng what he wanted.

"Let's find another place to talk; it's not convenient to talk here."

An Sheng jumped off the windowsill and landed on the fat cat's broad back.

"Okay!"

Fat Cat staggered downstairs and, in front of all the students, rode his new electric scooter to the administration building.

The students who witnessed the panda driving were stunned.

Even An Sheng was taken aback.

"Aren't you afraid Wang Qiqi will twist your panda head off if you parade around like this?" An Sheng asked.

"Hey, what era are we living in? First, there was the black bear showing off his unicycle and balance bar. We're both felines, so what's wrong with using an electric scooter for convenience?"

"Even those foreigners' dogs have gotten driver's licenses."

"You are a bear."

"No, no, no, I am a feline."

Although Master Fuli is very powerful, Fat Cat has to defend himself when it comes to this matter of his livelihood.

Felines can live in cat beds.

Bears need to live in tree hollows!
Even if it offends Master Fuli, Fat Cat will still try to argue his way out of it.

Riding the electric scooter he bought with his commission from the chemical plant, Fat Cat carried it straight upstairs. Before dawn, he sped down the corridor and crashed into the principal's office.

"boom--"

After breaking the lock on the principal's office door, Fat Cat expertly turned on the air conditioner and took out two bottles of room-temperature mineral water from the small refrigerator, tossing them to Master Fuli.

"Don't be shy, bro. Just make yourself at home. We'll finish taking a dump before 7:30 and then we'll be on our way."

"You really don't hold back."

An Sheng muttered a complaint, sat down on the sofa, crossed her legs, and said, "Did you know something happened?"

"Huh? What happened?" Fat Cat asked, puzzled.

"A takin secretly gave the order for the animals in the Animal Science Department to ambush the students. Such a big thing, and you knew absolutely nothing about it?" An Sheng said.

"It even said that fat cats are heartless, so don't blame the takin for being unjust."

"What? The takin is back?"

Upon hearing the name of the takin, the fat panda visibly tensed up, its expression changing as if it had encountered a natural enemy, its face turning grim.

Unexpected

"The takin actually dared to come back. Hasn't it learned its lesson from what happened a few years ago? It actually dared to cause trouble at the school while I was in the back mountain."

"You two have a grudge?" An Sheng frowned and said, "If you have a grudge against each other, why are you harming those innocent students instead of seeking revenge on me?"

"There's a blood feud between us," the fat cat said in a deep voice.

"Two years ago, I fought with it for two days in the forest to secure a permanent position at the conservation base."

quiet:"???"

What the hell is this?! They're scrambling for government-affiliated positions!

This is something that An Sheng doesn't understand.

Both pandas and takins are Class I protected animals, and moreover, they are Class I endangered animals whose population sizes have been marked.

They can't be like foxes, who can just lean on humans and act cute to freeload.

For both of them, who are familiar with government-affiliated positions, they would do anything to secure a job.

The takin is back.

It's going to bring down the fat cat.

It also aims to kill the principal of the emerging agricultural science academy.

(End of this chapter)