The deadline for Nova Magazine was October 11, and Lu Yuan finally completed his masterpiece—nine lines of a small poem, counting punctuation marks, on October 9, which took more than half a month.
Since Lu Yuan was determined not to let Shen Mian read the manuscript, Dean Shen had to call He Xing to send the electronic manuscript to the three little dragon cubs.
"Then I'll go," He Xing held back a smile, "don't you really want to take a look?"
Shen Mian: "Don't go. He won't let him see it."
He Xing picked up Zhinao and buckled it on his wrist: "Really?"
Shen Mian was expressionless: "Tell me when you read it."
He Xing gave a ruffian military salute: "Good sir."
He Xing accompanied the little dragon cubs to the library and sent electronic manuscripts with the newly purchased desktop intellectual brain.
Shen Mian turned off the live broadcast that had been on all morning, and went around to the backyard to see the supernatural plants. Passing by the library under construction, he raised his head and glanced, Yan Tan grabbed a printed design and flew in mid-air with the construction workers.
The two black dragons whispered together. Even with Shenmian's eyesight, they could only rely on the size of the black dragon to tell which was the construction worker and which was Yantan.
Although Yan Tan is a road idiot who can't tell the direction, he is very good at reading pictures. Even if the lines are drawn intricately, as long as they are systematically classified by color, Yan Tan can clearly distinguish them.
Such a little dragon cub, painting and singing or being a designer, is more reliable than entering the military.
Shen Mian raised his brain and took a photo to send to Yan Zhou, who was probably training.
Unexpectedly, Yan Zhou immediately replied: Why does Yantan seem to be dark again
Shen Mian: "..."
Shen Mian raised his head and looked at it carefully for a while, feeling that there was something wrong with Yan Zhou. Re: You trained to amnesia? Can't even remember your son's color number? He was so dark.
Yantan was originally the darkest shade of black. Even if it was left in the sun for 180 days, it would not be able to get darker. After all, Yantan is a dragon cub with a black hole shade, and no matter how dark it is, it is not a creature. can be achieved.
Yan Zhou, who was far away in the imperial capital, was silent for a while, feeling that Shen Mian didn't care about his little dragon cub at all. One person and one dragon determined that the other party was incompetent across the network cable, and decisively blocked each other.
About an hour later, Shen Mian, who was preparing for the lesson, received a message from Yan Huan: My brother asked me to ask you, can you send me two more photos
Shen Mian took time out of her busy schedule to refuse: No.
Yan Huan, who was rejected so badly, obviously didn't mean to say good things to his brother, so he disappeared decisively when he was rejected, and he didn't come up to scold him again.
Shen Mian had been preparing lessons for almost two hours before He Xing came back. He took the package without opening it, and threw the courier package on the table. The black box didn't know what was in it, and it landed on the table with a bang.
He Xing leaned against the table and looked at Shen Mian.
The dragon's sight was particularly present, and Shen Mian was stared at for a while by him. Although his eyes were still looking at the pages of the book on the brain, the pen in his hand paused: "What are you looking at?"
It was rare for He Xing to not smile, "...the military dress has been delivered, let me try the size."
Shen Mian finally raised his head: "Are you going back?"
He Xing poured a glass of water for Shen Mian, "Well, it's been a few days, maybe you won't be able to wait for your unified examination results."
The scores of the unified examination of the kindergarten teachers will be announced on the 20th, but unfortunately he should not be able to stay in the kindergarten until that time.
Shen Mian put down the pen and took a sip of water: "Don't you want to try your dress?"
He Xing was a little disappointed. He didn't seem to be able to ask for any special treatment, so he turned his back and opened the package.
In addition to a complete set of military uniforms, there is also a velvet box in the box. He Xing opened it, took a look and put it aside, there was a brand new medal inside.
He Xing didn't pay attention when he put it down, the convex side of the box was facing down, and after shaking it on the table, it fell off the table.
Shen Mian caught it with one hand: "You still use this kind of box for the military medals here? It's like jewelry in human civilization."
The dark red velvet box, if Shen Mian glanced at it when He Xing opened it, he would have thought that the military had given out strange loot.
He Xing glanced at it: "It's the jewelry box. Originally, there was a video of a human marriage proposal on Xingxing.com that exploded the empire's network. Later, our empire also learned the way of human marriage proposal. Medals were sent with this thing, saying It saves us the money to buy jewelry boxes. If we save enough three medals, we can find logistics to exchange for a big one."
Shen Mian: "The box is beautiful, but it's also useful."
The velvet is smooth and feels similar to Lu Yuan's.
He Xing heard the compliment and hinted wildly: "I have a lot of boxes like this in my house, and they are all in the closet and no one uses them. Do you want to get some?"
Shen Mian rubbed the velvet face: "I don't wear jewelry."
He Xing hinted again: "Isn't it appropriate to take it back for Jie'an to put crystal thorn scales? And Xingfei will definitely buy it in the future. You see that the medal is so bright, Jie'an must like it."
Shen Mian glanced at him: "Don't give away this kind of thing. Don't try your dress."
If you get it, you will have a medal jewelry box, and if you put it on your body, you will have a scar. This kind of thing is also given away. Shen Mian still remembered the scars that ran across his chest when He Xing first became an anthropomorphic state.
He Xing failed to sell. He turned his back and took off his coat. The texture of his shoulder blades tightened and relaxed with the movement. He put on a black military uniform and turned to Shenmian.
The marshal's military dress was thick and heavy, with a crisp shape. It was cut according to He Xing's size and fit perfectly. The stern dress was softened and sharp, and the young marshal looked dignified and dignified.
He Xing tore off the epaulettes and stuck them on his shoulders.
Shen Mian took out the medal and pinned it on the chest of the dress: "Is it like this?"
The medal is decorated with red ornaments on a gold background, and the center decoration is the royal symbol of thorns, which is bright red in color. The flowers on the general's epaulettes are thorns, but not red, but gold.
He Xing looked down and said, "Well."
Shen Mian took two steps back: "It fits very well, I can praise the logistics."
He Xing sorted out Jinsui: "It should be the size of the entourage."
Shen Mian sat back in the chair, and as soon as he picked up the pen, he remembered something he had forgotten: "Lu Yuan is almost eight years old, and he should learn to practice anthropomorphic forms. I have to buy them clothes."
He actually forgot to buy Xingfei clothes.
It's been almost a month since the little girl came back, but he didn't prepare any new clothes, nor did he buy any of Yantan's clothes.
He Xing bent his knees and squatted in front of Shen Mian: "You saw my clothes, that's what you think? Is there nothing else?"
Shen Mian bowed his head.
The marshal in the black dress is very handsome, but his expression is a bit like a big golden retriever who doesn't get enough attention, no, a military dog.
Does the Dragon Empire have such a thing as a military dog? There should be no, some dragons can be completely responsible for the work of military dogs.
Shen Mian thought for a while, his fingers moved slightly, and he had the urge to touch He Xing's hair.
Too distracted, Shen Mian turned his pen: "Then I'll buy you two sets."
He paused for a moment and said with emphasis: "Big baby."
He Xing smiled, stood up, took off the medal and put it in the box: "I'll put it here to make you a decoration."
Shen Mian: "Why do you give me this? Don't you have to wear it when you attend important occasions?"
As an empire, the dragon family has a lord and a variety of contribution medals of course because of the royal family. Shen Mian didn't know the rank of the medal, but by placing the orthodox royal symbol on the medal, one could imagine what the medal represented.
After all, the thorns on the rank of general are only dyed, not the primary color.
He Xing closed the velvet box and handed it to Shen Mian: "Who cares if I wear it or not. It's just a nice decoration, nothing."
He still had the same expression, and tried to control it without any abnormality, but his heart seemed to be jumping out, and he rushed to Shen Mian and shouted "I like you".
But no.
They had only known each other for a few months, and it was too abrupt to suddenly confess. Shen Mian's character, how could she believe in love at first sight. His status in Shen Mian's heart may not be half as high as that of a dragon cub. It is similar to the Red Pig, who has been neglected for a long time and has no role in the live broadcast room.
Shen Mian was silent.
He looked at the velvet box, and He Xing squeezed it a little tight, which was different from He Xing's usual way of moving things to the nursery.
He Xing felt that his breathing was prolonged by this silence.
Shen Mian took the velvet box, "Thank you."
He Xing breathed a sigh of relief while Shen Mian received the medal, and couldn't help but wonder: Does he know what I mean? Am I being too obvious
Shen Mian turned around, picked up Zhinao and exited the interface of the electronic textbook.
He Xing cleared his throat, trying to relieve the embarrassment that didn't exist: "Why didn't you prepare for the class?"
Shen Mian was expressionless: "Buy clothes for the baby dragons."
He deliberately bit the accent on the word "baby".
He Xing: "… "
The dragon was silent for two seconds, and in the embarrassment of suffocating himself, his soul was sublimated (breaking the new lower limit), and he answered without shame: "The big baby is also a baby."
Shen Mian: "..."
Also, there is something embarrassing to say in the Eighteen Bans.
…
One day after the deadline, the bigwigs in charge of the draft selection opened their brains at the same time.
The review team for the new star solicitation brings together classic children's book authors, well-known poetry authors, education leaders, and deans of kindergarten. Fifteen short essays and fifteen poems are compiled into a volume, and the selected essay and poem authors can get bonus points for further education.
The most respected person in the poetry group is a poetry writer Edling, she is a female Omega, as a dragon under the fantasy dragon, as romantic as her appearance, has published many well-received poetry collections, her score It is very likely that it will affect the subsequent judges' scores.
After carefully reading the dozen or so submissions, Edling shook her head incredulously: "These children are really..."
Ms. Edling's human form is only the size of the palm of an ordinary human, with slightly outstretched wings and feathers like a starry sky.
Her husband came over: "What's the matter?"
Edling pointed to a poem on Zhinao, "Look at this."
Edling's husband squinted and looked closer, and subconsciously said, "My dear grandfather, he once took me soaring across the stars."
The first sentence is ok, quite satisfactory. Not right next.
Poem title "My Grandpa"
My dear grandfather, he once took me to the stars.
While swimming in the vast stars,
He told me that the more expensive starships fly farther,
So I planted a wish in my young heart,
I want to buy the most expensive starship!
I am a dragon cub with big dreams!
He is the dragon that has influenced me the most,
I want to target him,
Wander the sea of stars!
Edling's husband: "...it's practical hahahaha."
Edling shook her head amusingly. The Dragon Empire is very tolerant of punctuation in poetry. Many authors don't use punctuation at all. This little dragon cub must have added punctuation to every line.
She is very familiar with this situation - the little dragon cubs who are unwilling to write eight hundred characters will come to write poems, resulting in a huge workload for the poetry group. There are many poems of this level, and this one is more interesting than the others.
It is not difficult to write short poems, but to write excellent short poems, the difficulty may be higher than that of 800-character short poems, because short poems still maintain the ultimate romance and imagination after the short poems are simplified. No problem at all, condensed words can't do that. As for the adult dragons, there is no problem with streamlining, and the average level of romance and imagination is several grades worse than that of the cubs.
Edling scores the poem, passing a glance at the author and instructor.
Author: Lu Yuan
Instructor: Shen Mian
Belonging to: Qiming Nursery Home
Ms. Edling smiled, there must be a lot of dragon cubs who can write like this, but the instructor must be an interesting dragon who is willing to publish it.
After reading more than two dozen poems again, she took a break with a drink of water and reopened a contribution.
Unlike the poems that had to make up the number of words to show that she was working hard, this poem was so short that Edling was surprised.
Title: "Winter"
I pass by the stars and spring, summer and autumn, and see winter at the end
cold decorative surface
give me winter flowers
late night galaxy
as soon as I approach
There is a warm fragrance in the chest
Author: Xingfei
Instructor: Shen Mian
Belonging to: Qiming Nursery Home