Chapter 115: Extra book

Qin Yi wore a red (color) suit and found his little hat on the simulated battlefield. +++ Ranking of the latest Danmei novels: www.sto123.cc
She and Xing Fei took the same chain of elementary schools, far away from the kindergarten, is a very famous elementary school, called Lianxing Elementary School, one of the organizers of Xinxing Call for Papers.
Because the college entrance examination is much earlier than the final exam, the little cubs in the lower grades of the kindergarten are about half a month away from the final exam. The sixth grade cubs have temporarily left the bitter sea.
Qin Yi lost a deer antler hat in the simulated battlefield before the exam, but still lost it in the simulated scene, so he didn't find it after searching for a long time.
The little dragon cub stepped on the ladder and looked down for a while, but still couldn't find the hat. He sighed in pain and decided to go back and ask the chief for a hug.
Halfway down the ladder of Qin Yi, the little dragon cubs who came to the fighting class in the afternoon came. Ten or so little dragon cubs of different grades came in line. The first one was a fourth grade little dragon cub. Qin Yi didn't know a little dragon cub, but the little dragon cubs who came to the fighting class knew her-there were only a few little dragon cubs in the sixth grade, which is easy to remember, and Qin Yi is a little dragon often mentioned by the teacher in the fighting class Cub.
However, as a senior dragon cub, Qin Yi is basically lazy when not training or fighting, and is sleeping on a soft sofa. The little dragon cubs in the lower grades have barely contacted her. Today, for many little cubs, it is already the closest.
It's not yet time for class, the nursery teacher Kyle hasn't come yet, the little dragon cubs can't help but be surrounded by the ladder, looking up at Qin Yi.
Qin Yi stood on the ladder and was stunned by the young dragons.
Qin Yi is a bit difficult-how can she go on? She looked at her clothes. If she suddenly changed back to the dragon form and flew down, she would definitely break through the newly bought clothes.
Fortunately, when the class bell rang, Kyle stepped in with the sound of music.
When he saw Qin Yi at a glance, he was stunned for a moment. Although he is currently in charge of fighting class, the fighting class of the sixth grade little dragon cub has always been the Crown Prince's belt.
After all, the sixth grade little dragon cubs have always learned the real moves, but most of the fighting classes in ordinary nursery schools only teach some basic physical exercises.
Qin Yi leaned on the ladder: "Good teacher."
Kyle smiled at her: "Come to exercise? Isn't your Highness or the Dean accompany you?"
Qin Yi shook his head: "It's not exercise. I forgot a little hat decorated with antlers here last week. I came here to find it. I'm disturbing you for class."
Kyle shook his head quickly: "Just started class. Our content today is basic exercise. You don't need this simulation area, you can look for it again." The little dragon cubs of the whole Saturday grade are preparing for the entrance exam, just yesterday Finished, come here today, it must be a very important hat.
Qin Yi smiled: "I'm not in a hurry, please go to class first."
Kyle nodded and clapped his hands to signify the little dragon cubs standing in line in front of him. Before starting basic training, Kyle took the dragon cubs to do some warm-up exercises. Qin Yi glanced down and went down the stairs to find another time.
She likes that antler hat very much, and is still a gift from the dean. If it weren’t because the entrance exam was too important, she would come over during the review.
Is it in the weapon cabinet? The robots that cleaned the simulation field are not very well classified. On one occasion, they also lifted the giant jet that had just finished spraying fire and classified them into heavy thermal weapons.
Jiean stood in a variety of laser guns, especially at a loss.
And now that only the weapon cabinet is left, Qin Yi walked to the cabinet and opened the cabinet door.
Qin Yi is relatively tall in the tidal dragons of the same age. The anthropomorphic form of this age is almost one and a half meters, and you can reach the highest level of the weapon cabinet by stepping on the cargo elevator.
Qin Yi looked up layer by layer. Sure enough, she saw her little hat on the top layer and put it together with a bunch of bladed army daggers.
Qin Yi carefully photographed the black and gray on the hat and decided to go out and go to the Jiean complaint-can't think it is a weapon because the cloth is sewed on the hat. Is the robot's camera and recognition system broken?
Qin Yi got the hat and was about to leave the simulation field. When he lowered his head, he just met the sight of a little dragon cub.
Qin Yi glanced at teacher Kyle, the warm-ups of the little dragons were over, and they were reviewing the skills they learned yesterday with their own equipment. Kyle was being pulled by a little dragon cub and talking, not paying attention to himself for a moment.
This is a fascinating dragon under the genus Draco, a medium-sized dragon family with a light pink (color) body and a scarlet (color) scarf. She kept looking at Qin Yi and found that Qin Yi noticed herself and asked quietly, "Sister, can you help me get something?"
Qin Yi nodded: "What do you want?"
She was talking, her eyes turned around in the cabinet now, here are heavy weapons, and she didn't know what the little dragon cub wanted.
Huilong: "It's the third layer of load-bearing belt."
Qin Yi glanced at the third floor, where several sets of weight belts were placed. She is very familiar with these things, which is what she usually uses to exercise.
She estimated the age based on Xiaohuilong's body shape, probably a first-year dragon cub, so she picked the lightest set and gave it to her: "Can you use this?" These weight belts are designed for cubs. Yes, there is no problem in safety, but Qin Yi is worried that Xiaohuilong will not be able to carry these weight belts.
(Meat rou) Dudu Xiaohuilong took the weight belt with both hands.
These things are indeed a bit heavy for a dragon cub who has just entered the kindergarten, but it is still acceptable. After all, Huilong belongs to the phagocytosis dragon. Although it is a medium-sized dragon family, it is only slightly smaller.
Xiaohuilong (milk Nai) tune (milk Nai) thanked: "Thank you sister, I'm too short to reach the ladder."
This weight is only dangerous if the dragon cub is taken up.
Qin Yi walked down the ladder to tidy up Xiaohuilong's small scarves that were crumpled with weights. "No need to thank, the dean used to help me get things."
Too heavy and too heavy to get, there will always be a dean or uncle He come to help.
"When you grow up, you can also pass heavy things to other dragons."
Xiaohuilong focused on his head.
Qin Yi smiled, took Xiaohuilong to Kyle, and let the teacher watch Xiaohuilong's seat belt on the weight belt before turning and leaving.
Today was a particularly good day. Qin Yi reached out and put on his hat, and decided to pick a bunch of flowers and go back.
To my dean and beautiful little dragon cub.
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Xing Fei was talking with Yan Tan, who was also studying this year. Yan Tan packed a box of paintings and sent them over, saying that he wanted to decorate Xing Fei's room.
The two little dragon cubs talked without delaying their work.
She graduated from the kindergarten and wanted to send the things in the dormitory back to the villa because it was a girl’s room. Shen Mian and He Xing thought that the little girl had grown up and did not come in to add chaos. After the little girls sorted and packed up, he Let the robot come over and move things.
Xing Fei's clothes were mostly in the cabinets of the villa, and they were packed in a while. Qin Yi, who helped to find a hat for a long time, also packed up his clothes. Now he is sorting out his notes.
The ethnicity (sexuality) allows Xingfei to have more time than other dragons, so the number of notes is terrible. She even has electronic manuscripts, all in her head of mind.
Yan Tan is also arranging his paintings, keeping them close, and can't help but lie in front of Zhinao, "Xing Fei, you wrote a lot, much more than I painted."
Xing Fei picked up a loose-leaf book and opened it, which was already full.
This is a travel book. After she (body) is well, the dean will take them out when available.
The eleven-year-old Xing Fei was wearing a cotton-white skirt, and the corners of her mouth had not been bent, and her eyes were smiling like waves of light: "That's because it takes a long time to draw a picture."
Yan Tan looked at the notes stacked around Xing Fei: "Wouldn't it be a little annoying?"
He sometimes takes a long time to draw a picture, and he may overthrow his original idea halfway through the painting, so he has to restart a new drawing on the manuscript paper. Inspiration takes time to conceive, and it can be annoying if you draw more.
Xingfei spends more time on it, is it really boring?
Xing Fei tilted his head and thought for a while: "No, it won't, now it will not."
For Xing Fei, the words are the solace that accompanied her through countless nights.
The pain caused by Longhua is long and clear, and the painkillers are too much, and gradually become useless. The drugs that inhibited her Longhua alleviated the pain, but it also made the process of Longhua more delayed.
With the Longhua, the basic characteristics of her body are gradually beginning to move closer to the Dragon race. The whale song dragon's racial characteristics (sexuality) also appeared on her-she had less and less sleep, but the pain of the body did not disappear at all.
The night was dragged especially long.
When staying at the couple's house, everyone fell asleep late at night, she was in a small room, waiting silently for dawn. Occasionally turning to a book or two, it is the most comforting thing that night.
If there is no book, then pick up the pen and write something casually. But this is not the case in the kindergarten. Every night when the lights are on, there will be a light footstep outside the door, and then the door of the dormitory is pushed open, and you can see the silent but gentle eyes.
She has seen the coldest person and has the warmest embrace.
When I grow up, the dean will not enter her room casually, but there is Qin Yi in the room-the white (color) little dragon cub always sleeps heavily, with four claws and a tail, and I don’t know how many strange sleeps can be put on Pose, Xing Fei can laugh all night just by looking at her sleeping position. When I wake up, I will be around, the small engine is grunting, the tail is rubbing, I don’t know whether it is coquettish or playing, if the tail is not allowed to move, the little dragon will open his belly, Chong Xingfei (lu ) With an innocent look.
Xing Fei smiled at Yan Tan, who waited for the answer. "It may be because...I don't need inspiration. Everyone is so cute, and I don't need me to find inspiration."
I haven’t seen anything before. I can only let the soul run through the pages of the book. Now I feel that everything around me is not completely written.
Xing Fei clicked on the light screen: "Brother Yantan is so cute when he looks confused, otherwise why would Uncle Yanyan have thousands of pictures of his life in his brain."
Yan Tan: "..."
Speaking of this, I'm so angry. Dad actually took videos and photos of him falling from (bed chuang) sleeping! They also took it out to the Dean and Uncle He! It made Yan Tan faceless in front of his sister.
The two little dragon cubs were talking, Qin Yi came back with antlers hat, holding a bottle of flowers, and fragrant breath floated in the dormitory.
Qin Yi sat down next to Xing Fei, some big hats pressed down, blocking Qin Yi's sight.
Qin Yi blinked under his hat: "Ah, I can't see it anymore."
Xing Fei smiled and lifted her hat for her.
Qin Yi picked two flowers and blew them in front of Zhinao's light screen, and smiled at Yan Tan: "Happy graduation, congratulations on entering school."
Yan Tan suddenly picked up the pen: "This picture is good! Can be painted!"
The black (color) little dragon cub grabbed the pen and found his artboard.
Qin Yi and Xing Fei laughed together.
The curtains were lifted slightly by the wind, the sunlight in the dormitory was separated by the pile of books, and downstairs there was the playful sound of the little dragon cubs, which followed the wind into the dormitory.