Chapter 84: Flowering

Although (sleeping Shui) was late, Shen Mian woke up the next day under the urging of the biological clock. Morning light penetrated through the gaps in the curtains, Shen Mian felt a light waist, and an arm stretched out from behind, lifting the buzzing brain.
Shen Mian smelled for a while, he is now completely awake, and his nose is still lingering with a faint scent: "... you are actually bitter."
He Xing's pheromone has a hint of bitterness, like the taste of sun-dried (dry gan) medicinal herbs, very light.
He Xing smiled dumbly: "You are sweet."
Shen Meng's pheromone is a certain kind of wine, with a sweet and strange aroma. He Xing's wine volume has always been good, but he was drunk when he dipped in Shen Mian yesterday.
Shen Mian turned back and He Xingqin (kiss wen) his profile.
"It's the taste of gin."
Shen Mian slowly turned back, squinting her eyes, hard to get the time and did not want to move.
"Sorry, I couldn't hold back yesterday," He Xing kissed twice. "I especially like to see you sitting here after the shower."
Shen Mian got out of bed, grabbed the shirt and trousers on the side and put on, looked down at him.
He Xing sat up. He wore a (Shui Shui) coat, a button was unfastened, and he lowered his head to arrange the collar for Shen Mian while opening: "The villa is completed today."
He Xing hugged Shenmian's waist from behind and buckled his belt: "I just can't help thinking that you're sitting like this at home."
Shen Mian sorted out her clothes a little bit: "I was awake yesterday, and I wasn't drunk. Go and put my clothes on."
He Xing smiled, "Okay, Dean."
He let go of Shenmian, and pulled out a coat of the same style as Shenmian from the cupboard.
Today is also the day to wear couple clothes with the dean.
...
Both Lu Yuan and Jiean have followed the literary studies to change the anthropomorphic form.
Jay is a bit lucky than Lu Yuan. He belongs to the little dragon cub with little change in appearance. Jiean realized that his (body) body was taking a text class when preparing for the anthropomorphic form, and that kind of subtle and subtle feeling was found.
Shen Mian saw that Jiean did not leave after class, thinking that he was uncomfortable, and came over to ask.
Jiean pondered for a while, and told Shen Mian with certainty: "President, I feel like I am going to be transformed."
Shen Mian bowed her head and kissed the brain door of Jiean: "Are you going to become a cute anthropomorphic little Jiean?"
Jiean slowly grasped Shenmian's sleeve, focusing on the head: "Well! It's a big dragon cub!"
The anthropomorphic form is regarded as the existence of racial instinct for the little dragon cub. As long as it accumulates to a certain point, it will naturally learn. But this process is not a very pleasant thing for the little dragon cub-no matter how it is externally, the changes inside the body during this time will not stop, it will definitely affect the little dragon cub's mood and sleep. While preparing the lesson plans for the new class, I will study with Wen Yan to take care of the little dragon cub at special time.
However, as the dean observed, the two little dragon cubs at home did not seem to have any problems in this respect. Lu Yuan and Jie An were even more lively than before.
Before Jie An and Lu Yuan practiced the anthropomorphic state, Shen Mian's interest class started. At this time, it was already the second month of the spring of Mercury, the flowers of the nursery were in full bloom, and the little dragon cubs were obviously more energetic.
The set time is the first class in the afternoon, which only speaks for thirty minutes. As stated at the time, there is no requirement that the dragon cub must be present.
But how can Dean Shen's course be without Dragon Cub?
When Shen Mian walked into the classroom, he found that all the dragon cubs were sitting on the seats, and there were all nursery teachers in the nursery in the back row.
Shen Mian took a step and immediately walked to the podium, "The course is live broadcast, with a face protection system, which will only recognize my face. If you mind shooting, you can move to the dead corner of Zhinao."
The interest class is broadcast live. The camera is facing Shen Mian. The viewer's perspective is set to be fixed. The viewer cannot turn the perspective. The viewer can only see the back of the little dragon cub. The seats on both sides will not be included in the live broadcast room.
In order to facilitate the live broadcast of the live broadcast, cat-eye broadcasters have already withdrawn from the face protection system. When the faces other than the live broadcast appear in the live broadcast room, they will be added with the special mask effect of the live broadcast room, intelligent protection
Shen Mian had already informed Xiaolong and his parents about the live broadcast of the lesson. Parents directly agreed after knowing the protection . After all, in the live broadcast room of Dean Shen, his face was almost the same as the program of Shanghai Imperial Television. Appearing in the live broadcast room is not a bad thing.
Anyway, His Royal Highness Prince dangled in the live room.
"The dangling crown prince" put up his brain and waited for Shen Mian to take classes.
The kindergarten teachers didn't move, and Wen Yan patted his full stomach: "I'm too old, I just want to go to a TV station."
Other nursery teachers echoed: "Yes, the dean took us to the TV station."
Shen Mian: "..."
This group of young nursery teachers is full of longing for "net red". If Wen Yan is a rigid (sexual) character, he will not jump to this small nursery school at this age. Too.
Since they did n’t care, Shen Mian did n’t matter anymore. He turned on the lesson plan and looked up. He Xing in the back row kept looking at him with his face. After receiving Shen Mian ’s sight, he tapped on the Zhinao light screen , The live broadcast begins.
[Braised (meat rou): Here comes! The first barrage! 】
[Small fence chant: Is there a live broadcast this afternoon? ! Fortunately, I didn't go to work this afternoon. 】
[Gray Moonlight: I finally caught up with the director ’s live broadcast! After watching the half-month recording of the night trip (sexuality), the Dragon tribe was so sad. Why can't the dean's nightlife be more abundant? 】
[(Dew) Shui: Is that nightlife able to show you? 】
[The Seventh Legion Super God: Cough cough, the live broadcast in the classroom should be a class, everyone listen to the class. 】
Shen Mian put on holographic glasses, his brain was changed, and the holographic glasses were replaced with matching thin-rimmed glasses. He also wore a set of formal shirts and trousers today, and his speech was a bit dumb, and the whole person was gentle and cold: "Good afternoon, this is a cultural exchange lesson for human dragons."
"Don't be nervous," Shen Mian looked at the little dragon cub who had never taken his class underneath. "This is just an exchange class. You can speak at will, you can ask anything, or just listen to me. When you grow up, just You can verify it yourself. "
The barrage exploded:
[Small fence chant: Dean wants to talk about human civilization? ! 】
[Xue Lulu: ah ah ah-I can wait until this day, I can actually wait until the dean speaks of human civilization! I'm so proud! I am so proud of you! 】
[Pearl: Dragons are also looking forward to it! I live in Bo Cui Xing, and it takes 17 days to go to human civilization as a starship ... I can't see any human beings here. 】
[Southeast: Me too ... It's too far away. Humans generally don't come here. The interstellar navigation is too tortured. The dragons can't stand it even if they run far. 】
Shen Mian turned sideways, and the projector cast an interstellar map of the entire human civilization. Against a dark background, stars shining across the galaxy, and bright areas burned the fire of human civilization.
Shen Mian reached out and stroked the light screen, and a blue planet appeared in front of the dragon cub and the audience.
"This is the earth, where humans come. She is 18 million light-years away from today's human civilization. After five migrations, humans settled in the current galaxy."
He Xing held his jaw and looked at the blue planet, which was his lover's hometown.
Very beautiful, full of vitality.
Jiean raised his claws: "President. So why do human festivals celebrate the great migration?"
Shen Mian: "The great migration refers to the migration of human beings from the earth. That migration was the most severe loss for human beings, and lost part of civilization wealth and compatriots, but in exchange for a new life. So it is regarded as the most grand festival , Want mankind to always remember the great migration. "
"Humans do not have so many genera, but they also have different customs ..."
The sound of Shen Mian is not gentle, and even a little unreal in the slightly empty classroom, but this sound opened the door to another civilization for the little dragon.
Shen Mian did not pick up a heavy history of preaching, but the beginning was just a little selfishness-that is the earth, where his soul came from, and he could not help but miss it and love it deeply.
After the beginning, I entered the theme of this lesson-the fairy tale of human civilization, throwing out stories that Xiao Long Cuo could not understand and found interesting, which caused Xiao Long Cui to stop asking questions in one class.
Unconsciously, it was time for class. Shen Mian never dragged the class, and closed the lesson plan as soon as the bell rang, and the dragon cubs and the nursery teachers made disappointing sounds at the same time.
Qin Yi remembered several pages of notes, but she is now in the form of a dragon race. She wrote a dog with a very bold claw. She read the book for a while and found that she did n’t recognize a word. Fei goes ahead.
One page of Xing Fei is completely blank, and a layer of pink (color) fluff falls on the paper.
Qin Yi blinked, and looked up to see that there was not a lint-like fluff floating down on the small cotton dragon in the front row.
Xing Fei smiled a little, held out his finger against his lower lip, and motioned Qin Yi not to speak.
Qin Yi lay on the table, his tail quietly on the table, Chong Xingfei shook.
Shen Mian had already said that the class was over, and the little dragon cubs stood up one after another and began to prepare their own interest classes. The little dragon cub sitting in the front row slowly stood up and saw Xing Fei's notebook when he turned around.
Little Cotton Dragon: "!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Xiao Mianlong kept bowing. "I'm changing my hair now, so I'm a little shed. Are you ... aren't you allergic?"
Xing Fei lifted a velvet flower: "Not allergic."
The little girl smiled slightly and spread her hands. The fluff in the white and tender palms was like a little cotton: "You are like a flower."
Mianlong (Lu) stared blankly at her and whispered, "Thank you."