That night, Mu Le was in a very good mood and was humming a song while taking a bath.
Gu Mingyuan was probably in a good mood too.
Specifically, the next morning, he gave Mu Le a new hairstyle.
This time, from the front it looks like an ordinary double ponytail, but from the back, you can see traces of a hair braid.
Of course, the little girl's twin ponytails themselves could not be ordinary.
The two braids swayed back and forth as she moved, making her look lively, cute and extremely lovable.
When Gu Mingyuan saw her smiling face, he wanted to hide her.
But he didn't do it.
On the way to send Mu Le to school, Gu Mingyuan casually mentioned: "The house decoration is almost done, you can go and take a look at it tomorrow at noon."
Mu Le nodded happily: "Okay!"
Although I was going to the Xingban Club at noon, their support activities were almost all scheduled yesterday. As long as there was nothing important, I could postpone the rest.
During the lunch break that day, Mu Le told his two friends about his plan to move.
"Wow! Congratulations!" Erte said, "My home is in the neighborhood next door. We can walk home together after school next time!"
Mu Le nodded happily: "Okay."
This way she doesn't have to trouble Gu Mingyuan to pick her up every time, which is also good.
Xiang Fei looked very lost, with his big elephant ears drooping, and he stood aside without saying a word.
Ort asked him, "What's wrong with you?"
He whispered, “… I want to walk home with everyone, too.”
Erte laughed out loud, and he patted Xiang Fei's arm vigorously: "Then let's go together! Don't be afraid, I will protect you if anything happens on the road!"
Mu Le laughed along.
This child was obviously the youngest and smallest among everyone she knew.
But he is so happy every day and seems to be fearless.
She suddenly remembered that when Ort was in front of Gu Mingyuan before, although he was a little scared, he still mustered up the courage to greet him.
At that time... they seemed to be arm in arm.
When Gu Mingyuan said “don’t let others touch it”, it probably doesn’t include Orte, right
After all, he is just an elementary school student.
Mu Le nodded in his heart.
Xiang Fei on the side was aggrieved and whispered: "My mother... will be worried."
"Then the four of us can go together!" Ort answered happily.
Mu Le: “…”
Did he regard Xiang Fei's mother as his new friend
This kid really makes friends regardless of race, gender or age...
Xiang Fei knew that there was no point in arguing with Orte.
He didn't say anything else, and the little elephant lowered his head in grievance.
Mu Le smiled and patted his shoulder: "Why don't you talk to your mother? I think Feifei's mother will be worried, but she will definitely be happy for you."
She had also met Xiang Fei's mother several times.
Every time his mother saw them, or other new friends playing with Xiang Fei, she was always pleased and looked like she was about to cry.
Maybe Xiang Fei inherited her crybaby nature from her mother.
In short, his mother doesn't seem to be opposed to the growth of this child.
With Mu Le's encouragement, Xiang Fei nodded slowly.
The first class that afternoon was art class. In the previous classes, the teacher was lecturing while they were painting.
In this class, Mu Le's favorite sheep teacher Linkla smiled and gave everyone a painting demonstration.
It was not until they started painting that everyone realized that Mr. Linkla's spirit resided in the paint.
Paints were not common in this era, and the orcs were apparently more accustomed to electronic drawing.
Traditional drawing methods have too many limitations, and their preservation and viewing quality are far inferior to the emerging electronic drawing methods.
But art never goes out of style.
In a society with complete material abundance, pursuing spiritual enrichment becomes something that requires more conditions and capital.
It is said that even though they are not so common and not convenient to store, Mr. Linkla's paintings are priceless.
As a new artist, she quickly entered the upper class society, but then retired from the front line of creation and returned to her hometown to take the teacher's qualification exam.
It can definitely be called a legendary life.
Mu Le liked her even more after hearing these stories, and this liking reached a new level after seeing her paintings.
She pasted the already rare sketch paper on the wall and drew a beautiful flower bush on the spot.
This painting uses bold colors and has a very comfortable composition. Various types of flowers grow among the green leaves, full of vitality.
I received countless admiration from my classmates.
Learning art requires the cultivation of aesthetic sense. There is such an art teacher whose special classes are really tough.
Until the end of the art class, many students were still immersed in the scene of flowers that Teacher Linkla had just painted.
Zhifan has a natural love for plants.
He said he couldn't help singing when he saw the trees and flowers.
When I saw the flowers drawn by Mr. Linkla during class, I almost transformed back into my original form and flew over to sing a song.
His friends gathered together and laughed.
Mu Le was shocked—could the orc transform back into its original form
In other words, all bird-like beastmen can fly? Can Ort turn back into a crocodile and swim in the water? Then... can Gu Mingyuan also turn back into a dragon
Although Mu Le had a guess when he saw their tails.
Even earlier, she saw Wei Xingchen's fingers turn into thick wolf claws.
Mu Le wasn't finished being shocked.
Mu Xingheng, who usually had a calm face, frowned and said to Zhifan, "Don't talk nonsense. This is illegal."
Zhifan was scolded by him for a while, but she didn't get angry. She just stuck out her tongue and said nonchalantly, "I was just kidding. This is just an exaggerated rhetoric."
Just as the atmosphere was about to cool down, the teacher of the next class walked in.
The students used the scene in the classroom to vividly explain what it meant to "scatter like birds and beasts."
Because he was thinking about something, Mu Le didn't listen carefully in the next two classes.
She secretly wrote the questions in a small notebook and asked Booker to help her check them and then come back to tell her.
But there are many things Booker knows without checking.
"Orcs can indeed change back. I thought you knew that a long time ago." The little demon spirit sat on her shoulder and yawned lazily. "This behavior is called 'reversion'. The law has long prohibited it... Children like Xiang Fei are occasionally stopped and questioned on the road."
Mu Le felt a little distressed when he thought of the timid child being caught and questioned.
Complaints are usually written on paper: This is too unreasonable!
"This is actually the most reasonable way." Booker explained to her calmly, "After the orcs revert to their ancestral form, their body sizes will vary greatly. Not all baby elephants are good children. An elephant that reverts to its ancestral form can easily trample you to death."
Mu Le finally reacted.
The orcs seem to be harmonious, but they are of different races, and even among classmates, there are some who are nemesis of each other.
If I could go back to my ancestors, a lion and a rabbit would stand together...
The thought of that scene makes me a little nervous.
Prohibiting arbitrary reversion to one’s ancestral roots is indeed a good way of restraint.
Booker leaned on her shoulder and continued to explain: "There is no explicit ban on 'reversion' in a small circle. It is tacitly allowed in private. But if you do it in public and get seen by many people, it's a bit unreasonable."
Mu Le was a little distracted and drew two circles on the paper.
The teacher in the afternoon class also noticed Mu Le's absent-mindedness.
After school, as the class teacher, Bai Yan came to talk to Mu Le.
Mu Le was stopped by him halfway through his walk.
She waved goodbye to her friends and stood in front of Bai Yan.
He looks so obedient, and doesn't seem like a good kid who would make mistakes.
Bai Yan also softened his voice and asked her gently, "Le Le, are you worried about something?"
Mu Le shook his head: "No."
"You can tell the teacher if you have any questions." Bai Yan said to her, "If you want to keep it a secret, the teacher will not tell Mr. Gu."
Mu Le smiled and said, "Thank you, teacher! It's really nothing. I will never be distracted in class again next time."
The little girl was obedient and likable, and Bai Yan had no other questions to ask, so he waved his hand and let her go.
Mu Le walked towards the school gate.
As I was walking, I suddenly felt someone following me.
She turned her head and saw Wei Xingchen walking out slowly with his hands in his pockets.
Seeing everything, Mu Le raised his hand to greet him: "Hi. Why haven't you gone home yet?"
She came out quite late and was kept by Bai Yan to talk to her for a few words.
My classmates should have left.
Wei Xingchen wagged his big tail and spoke lazily, "Seeing that you're distracted, I came to show some concern as a friend. Kid... humph."
He snorted with a laugh as he said the last word.
Mu Le was confused and asked him suspiciously: "Do you really care about me?"
Wei Xingchen: "What else?"
Mu Le: "…Then why are you smiling like that?"
Wei Xingchen tilted his ear towards her and said, "I suddenly thought of this when I called you a child. Judging from your growth rate, you will probably not be a child in a while."
Mu Le: “…”
Wei Xingchen compared her height and asked, "Have you thought of an excuse? Orcs don't grow that fast."
Mu Le: "... Dragons can't do that either?"
"That depends on how you grow up." Wei Xingchen laughed again, "If you grow into a grandmother in a few months, then no animal can do that."
Mu Le: “…”
No way.
She had always taken it for granted that her body was simply returning to its original state.
After all, I have never been old, and I never imagined that I would become an old man in such a short time.
But if it is really like what Wei Xingchen said... She will continue to grow at this speed without limit...
Doesn't that mean she only has a few months to live
The author has something to say: I know this morning was short qaq
The second update will be fat!!!
Also, I would like to recommend my little friend’s article! !
All the sisters who went to see it today will get a small red envelope!!!
"Pretending to be Poor [School]" by Chu Qingyan
After running away from home to avoid a business marriage, Lian Qiao, a rich girl, moved into the famous gutter oil street in South City.
As luck would have it, there lived a poor handsome guy next door who met her aesthetic standards in every way.
The poor handsome guy is called Shen Yu. He skips classes and fights in front of others, but behind others' backs he can repair water pipes and install light bulbs. He has maxed out all his skills and is an inspirational "working emperor".
At a class party one day, Lian Qiaoduo was drunk after two drinks. He put his arm around Shen Yu's neck and said, "Let me tell you! I hate the second-generation rich the most. It's not a big deal to have a few stinky money. I like poor boys like you who have lofty ambitions and are fair-skinned and tender!"
Shen Yu looked at her for two seconds, then moved her delicate hand away from her chest: "The point is that it's white and tender, right?"
It was not until Lian Qiao woke up that he found a high-end watch worth seven figures under Shen Yu's pillow.
Shen Yu: I forgot to tell you that my family owns a mine.
Lian Qiao:
Small Theater
I met Shen Yu in a bar, and Shen Yu said: I'm working.
I met Shen Yu in a restaurant, and Shen Yu said: I am working.
I met Shen Yu in the gym, and Shen Yu said: I'm working.
When I met Shen Yu in the leading pawn shop in South City, Lian Qiao said, "I know, you are working."
Young Master Shen was wearing a light robe, looking bright and sunny. He brewed a pot of Dahongpao and smiled slightly: No, I'm the boss here.
#My boyfriend has changed, can I just abandon him
Shen Yu: No, it’s too late :)
A different Yu Qiao love.
A gloomy and irritable gentleman who can pretend to be a nobleman x a vibrant and social pink-haired little fairy.
The story of two rich second-generations who pretend to be poor because they have to go back to inherit the family business if they don't study.