Fierce Chirp~Chirp! [MTL] ✔

Chapter 78

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Chapter 78- The vest, it's gone... the brain is gone =w=

"He hasn't added it yet."

It was almost half an hour after the message was sent, but there was no movement at all.

Qiu Qiu, who had already packed his schoolbag, raised his brows with a frown.

"...Maybe he's very busy."

Jin Rin squatted beside the bed with a rather worried expression on his face.

"Oh, it's so annoying, then let's delete it..."

Seeing the male lead's avatar in the communication box, I was really nervous.

"Wait, you go to wash up first, maybe he's doing official business and didn't see it?"

Qiu Qiu just stretched out his hand, but Jin Rin's paw held it down, and he said a long series of words in a rare tone.

"..."

"Hmm."

After touching Ah Rin's head, Qiu Qiu ran to the bathroom.

"A-Rin really likes the male lead."

[I can see that too. Confidence.jpg]

Along the way, the small system and Qiu Qiu couldn't help discussing it.

[On the surface, he pretended not to care, but in fact, he immediately became nervous when you said you deleted it. 】

Obviously disgusting body integrity!

He said that he didn't need it, and maybe he already thought about the interaction with the male protagonist!

Alas, why do these dragons like to worship male protagonists.

"But even so, A-rin is still willing to stay by my side and accompany me." The more I think about it, the

more I feel sorry for A-rin. Maybe tomorrow I should have a good chat with the male protagonist...

Why refuse a little dragon who worships him Woolen cloth?

In the depths of the palace at the top of the order, the young monarch who had already slept with his eyes closed opened his pale golden pupils again, and directly reached out and grabbed the black light brain at the head of the bed.

"..."

[Little Fat Bird: Can you add it? That's my little dragon. 】

Qiu Qiu's head is indeed a chubby and fluffy bird dumpling. It was drawn after the second brother's painting skills improved, and gradually became ugly and cute.

【J:......】

【J: Added. ]

[Drop, "A Rin" has become your newest friend! Come and chat~]

With a rather disgusting expression, he asked his friend to pass, Jin Rin rubbed his forehead subconsciously, and slumped down on the big bed in the palace again with a blank expression.

How does it feel like this is going to get bigger and bigger.

...

probably not.

Pay more attention?

Forget it, go back now.

After estimating Qiu Qiu's washing time, Jin Rin closed his eyes directly.

"Ah? It's actually been added?"

Back in the room, Qiu Qiu put on his pajamas and lay on the bed, grabbing A Rin's Xinguang brain.

"So, he was just busy before."

Jin Rin, who was squatting in the bedroom again, emphasized it again.

"I see, your idol is always busy."

"...?"

Qiu Qiu sighed slightly after seeing A Rin's emphasis on "can't wait".

How good is this, Ah Rin is like a super little fan of the male protagonist.

Although the other party seems to be reluctant, why do you still send so many little dots to make him add Arin?

This guy won't hurt Rin, will he?

"Anyway, you can talk to him more about this in the future. For example, you can ask him about some of your Dragon Clan's growth considerations, or any flying skills."

Qiu Qiu urged Jin Rin seriously, but Jin Rin listened to his brain more and more. The more painful it is.

So is it over?

Can you go to sleep...

"Wait! Don't go to bed yet, you try to send a sentence to the past."

"If he doesn't chat with you, you can tell me, and I will find him when the time comes."

"... ..."

Jin Rin felt an outrageous aura for the first time in his life for the light brain that was shoved under his claws at once, and the input box that had been adjusted on the interface.

Say something?

= =

"Don't be shy, just say hello normally. For example, you can talk about your admiration for him or something. Maybe he will have a better impression on you.

" There was a feeling of pity.

My own Arin really rarely has the opportunity to communicate with other dragons.

"...No."

There is nothing to say, adding friends is the limit.

Jin Rin was silent for a long time, and finally slapped Guangnao with a paw.

If you ca n't do it, why do you, as the monarch of the dragon clan, do such a thing...

"Then let me help you, Arin, you are just not used to it. You can't be too introverted as a dragon." For

example, the guy in the male lead, Sometimes quite cheeky.

Qiu Qiu fell on the bed, holding A Rin's light brain directly to help type the words.

"..."

Forget it, talk about it tomorrow morning.

Jin Rin expressionlessly tried to stop thinking about it all, until he saw that Qiu Qiu was asleep, and then took out the seat intent solicitation paper from the corner of his schoolbag.

Fan Lun.

:-)

After the black dragon claws unfolded one by one, Jin Rin sneered and flicked his tail.

A dragon who has only met for a day has already made this little monster want to be at the same table.

Fan Lun, who was far away in the Amethyst Dragon Clan mansion, sneezed fiercely.

"Grandfather, please, don't nag me, I have class tomorrow!"

Fan Lun felt that he was really miserable recently for his grandfather Wilfred, who had a very serious face and had been talking to him all night. .

"Look at you, you are too frivolous!"

"How can you talk to your grandfather like this! Even at home, I am the elder of the Dragon Clan first, and your grandfather second! You should call me Your Excellency."

Weaver Reid was a little dazed about his Majesty's comment, but now, it couldn't be more appropriate!

"The foundation of the family will be defeated sooner or later by you brat! You bastard!"

Fan Lun: QAQ

help, he just sneezed! ?

"Ah, what, are you sure you want to be the monitor?"

Tricia blankly looked at Jin Rin, who came to the office on her own initiative, and hesitantly sorted out the seat suggestion form she had just collected this morning.

"Yeah."

Jin Rin also glanced at the pile of notes and nodded seriously.

Tricia smiled after being silent for a few seconds.

"That's great, maybe you'd like to help the teacher count the pile of notes, we have to arrange seats today."

"By the way, teacher, can I be the vice monitor? Let's start."

Fan Lun also sneaked out, watching Jin Rin subconsciously want to bow, and then looking at Tricia in front of him, and barely prevented his waist from bowing automatically.

"The little guys now are really eager to contribute to the class."

Tricia really couldn't think that there were two important class committees at one time, and yesterday's worries were all solved overnight?

"Your Majesty, let me count, are you supervising next to you?"

Fan Lun asked nervously in the empty conference room. He didn't expect that he would really be a classmate with His Majesty!

In the future, he will probably be recorded in the Dragon Clan History Book!

"No, I read it, you remember."

Jin Rin lowered his eyes and started to work, which was quite efficient.

Ahhh, as expected of His Majesty!

Fan Lun tried his best to devote himself to his new position in a strange mood.

Most of the pairings went very smoothly. After all, there were 30 people in the class, and they basically negotiated with each other in private before writing.

There are also people who have no requirements for the same table, and simply leave it empty. This category can be directly matched with some students who have not been successful in double selection.

Until...

"Fan Lun."

Jin Rin held the familiar note in his hand and looked up at Fan Lun who was stunned for a while.

"Wow, someone chose me hahaha, let me see who it is... Who? Eh, Qiu, Qiu Qiu...!"

Wow, the one from the Prince's Mansion actually chose himself...! !

It has to be said that even if the two clans are undisputed rivals, this one has been trampled to death on the aesthetics of the dragon clan.

"I really want this... ah?"

"What do you want?"

Fan Lun paused for three seconds and then obediently raised his head and glanced at His Majesty.

"No, I don't want to."

"Then, what about me, choose another one?"

After blinking a few times, Fan Lun squeezed the two piles of paper tightly in his hand in a low voice.

"Well, you can directly double-selection, you don't need a second match."

Jin Rin glanced at the few votes for Fan Lun, and his tone was calm.

It 's just a little surprising that...

there is more than one person who actually chose this little monster.

Jin Rin dialed the other 8 notes with the name "Qiu Qiu" in his hand, and slowly wrote them down one by one.

"Your Majesty, there are many candidates for you, obviously you didn't say much."

Fan Lun also ordered another pile of paper, and it just so happened that 8 people chose Your Majesty!

"That's right, it just happens to be matched on both sides, and it's over when you fill it in."

"Ah...?"

Hearing his Majesty's grim tone, Fan Lun always felt that something was wrong.

"Okay, the positions are arranged like this for the time being. Anyone who chooses each other will be seated together. The rest of the classmates and teachers will also handle it as appropriate to ensure that everyone will be assigned to the appropriate table."

After Tricia announced the results of the assignment, The whole class was novel and lively and noisy.

After all, most people are still quite unfamiliar with their tablemates.

"I-I'm not with Fan Lun?"

Qiu Qiu looked at Jin Rin who came back, and the whole person couldn't believe it.

He actually didn't succeed in sitting with Fan Lun, but sat at the same table with the male protagonist!

"...There are many people who choose Fan Lun, and he directly chose both."

Jin Rin tapped the pen subtly and glanced at Qiu Qiu beside him.

The assigned seat Qiu Qiu just happened to be sitting in the third row by the window.

【It's okay, baby, don't be lost! Let's think about it, although we didn't sit with Fan Lun, an important NPC, but didn't we sit with the male protagonist! ]

[That disguise is equivalent to preventing the male protagonist from interacting with Fan Lun! 】

After the small system thought for a while, it sounded out and analyzed it seriously.

!

"It seems, it's really like this..."

After Qiu Qiu paused, he also raised his eyes to look at Jin Rin.

"What are you looking at?"

Jin Rin's mood was subtly satisfied after the seat was settled, and he glanced at Qiu Qiu who was staring at him.

"Have you chatted with him? My Rin." The

next class was a familiar flying class, and he had to go with the male protagonist anyway, so Qiu Qiu simply asked on the way.

"...Talked."

Jin Rin didn't expect this to be the first thing he said, and was silent for a few seconds.

"Really? You didn't lie, right? You can't make him sad, he really admires you."

Feeling Jin Rin's inexplicable perfunctory, Qiu Qiu reminded him with a frown.

Being caught off guard by this little monster, Jin Rin almost couldn't stop his steps and leaned back slightly.

When I stared at you, it was as if you were in my eyes.

But it's not really bad at all.

But for the sake of Rin, he was unexpectedly serious...

Really like his spiritual body so much?

Where is it worth worrying about?

"You care about him

very much?" "You care a lot, I don't want to see A Rin sad, he was raised by me, and your Dragon Clan treats him a little bit badly."

Qiu Qiu also realized that he was a little obvious, but he really wanted to To warn.

What if this guy leaves Arin hanging?

"You don't know, when I saw Ah Rin, he was still very young, and the scales on his body were broken. Isn't Yalong also a dragon?"

"Actually, it would be better if you stepped on his tail less... "

Jin Rin listened to the soft chatter of the little monster in his ear, and a little smile appeared in his eyes, so that he subconsciously responded in a subtle tone.

"Ah? What did you just say?"

"..."

Realizing that he had missed out, Jin Rin also restrained the smile in his eyes.

"Nothing."

"No, you just said it clearly, how do you know that I stepped on A Rin's tail?"

Qiu Qiu looked at Jin Rin, his ears were a little hot, he definitely heard it right.

"..." It's

a bit difficult to deal with.

So why do you always subconsciously relax around this little monster?

"How could Ah Rin tell you this!?"

Just the next second, Qiu Qiu's face became a little hot.

"Don't you dragons like to be trampled on their tails? I didn't do it unintentionally before... I was still a bird back then, and I just landed on Ah Lin's tail." " I

'm very light!"

How does a bird step on its tail? ?

After Jin Rin looked at Qiu Qiu's obviously embarrassed and tangled face, he let out a sigh of relief.

That's right, push it to the one at home.

= =

Anyway, that guy is simply spoiled and outlawed.

"But even if I promise to help you chat with that dragon, I won't always have time to reply."

It's best to end this absurdity as soon as possible.

Jin Rin changed his tone, intending to find a way to end this "talking to himself" behavior as soon as possible.

The kind of reasonable ending that doesn't get deleted.

"No... I, I can pay you, or if you have something you like, I can pay you as a labor fee."

"Just treat it as your reward for accompanying A Rin..."

Although Qiu Qiu said at the end , his tone is also a little uncertain.

Will this guy be short of pocket money?

But I didn't want to make A Rin sad...

And for this, Jin Rin suddenly stopped.

remuneration?

Can you still get paid?

[Longlong hesitates in shock]

"What are you doing, do you think I made you spend time chatting with A Rin in vain?"

Qiu Qiu's face became a little hotter when Jin Rin saw it.

"I'm the class leader."

I went there especially for that seat.

Jin Rin pondered for a moment, and suddenly said something meaningful.

"???"

"Why are you showing this off to me on purpose?" Is the

squad leader amazing?

Qiu Qiu looked at it blankly, wondering why the male protagonist was suddenly so childish.

"Then... shout the squad leader?"

Suddenly... a little curious, what would it feel like to be called softly by this little monster.

= =+

"...?"

Qiu Qiu looked up at Jin Rin in disbelief, and instantly looked at the pale golden pupils with a subtle smile.

monitor?

Calling this guy's squad leader...

Why do I feel that he will be very proud of calling this guy! ?

It's just that before Jin Rin finished speaking, Qiu Qiu, who looked a little hot, suddenly turned to look at the playground.

[Baby host, we are going to the playground soon, the classmates are all there, I will go, and those descendants with thin dragon blood, we must be good villains, let them be afraid of us! 】

The small system that sensed the existence of the plot suddenly jumped out.

It's a little regretful that I didn't hear the "squad leader", but Jin Rin also looked up and saw the mottled dragon descendants on the playground.

Although it is not worth mentioning in the dragon clan, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is probably worth paying attention to.

"My classmates, I won't teach flying for the time being, because the flight teacher is temporarily on a business trip to an alien galaxy. Let's practice volleyball for a while."

"One ball per person, don't fight for it."

It's just that when everyone went over to get the ball in disappointment, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Hey, this is the ball I

want--!" Yasai never thought that someone would dare to grab the ball he chose in his lifetime!

It's clear that they are the first choice at this time, okay?

However...

Qiu Qiu, who was holding the ball in the next second, looked back a little fiercely.

"So is your name written on this ball?"

The movement here instantly attracted the attention of many people in the class.

[Hahaha, we robbed them of the ball, and they must have been pissed off. 】

Looking at Qiu Qiu in front of him, the milk-blond hair fluttered slightly in the sun, and the posture of holding the ball was like protecting some small animal.

"Damn, what is it... I'll give it to you, wait and see next time!" Yasai

and a group of people silently said a cruel sentence after their faces became hot for a few minutes.

Ah ah ah, the table-mate wish list that I filled out was Qiu Qiu, but unfortunately I didn't get it in the end!

"That's right, I also filled in Qiu Qiu, but I ended up sitting with the bastard Yasai."

The best friend on the side also complained.

"No, I have to find a chance to ask when I adjust the seat next time..." The

group walked away angrily with the remaining balls in their hands.

"It doesn't seem to be too difficult? They didn't rob me. Didn't they say that the descendants of the dragon race are very bad-tempered?"

Qiu Qiu, who was standing there, was a bit at a loss, and the villain skills he had learned had not been used much.

[Er, maybe they were frightened? You see, they ran away in despair, still whispering, they must be discussing how to get revenge next time. 】

"...You want them to be afraid of you?"

However, when Qiu Qiu was holding his volleyball and planning to practice, he suddenly heard a question.

! ?

Qiu Qiu looked at Jin Rin in front of him, and subconsciously held the ball in his hand tightly.

"I don't have it, I just want to be the first to get the ball."

"..."

It's more like the last one to get the ball, even if there is no one left, it doesn't matter.

Definitely not the first to grab the ball.

Jin Rin was silent, but he obviously didn't believe it.

This doesn't seem to be the first time.

The original notebook reappeared in my mind.

In the hall of the Dragon Clan, no matter how many times the astrolabe is activated, the final result is still the same.

It is as if the fate line that belongs to it cannot be found in this world.

Why do you have such deep hostility towards your dragon majesty?

Or, it seems that there is always vigilance against the entire dragon family?

"Isn't this normal? Your Majesty, that little guy's family is very worried about the dragon clan. I heard that Wyfred has been a headache for this recently." I

don't know where the prince's family found the resource line. Operation The assets of several auction houses have almost doubled year by year.

"It's different."

Jin Rin looked at Xibo, but repeated it seriously.

"Why is it different?"

Heber was a little puzzled about his Majesty.

After a moment of silence, Jin Rin seemed to have made a decision and let a bag fly from the bedroom and landed in front of Heber.

He nodded slightly, as if to motion for Heber to take a look.

"Can the old minister look at it? What is this... My God! Your Majesty!?"

The moment Heber opened the bag, his originally cloudy eyes widened, and he stared at him uncontrollably for a while. Jin Rin.

...?

Such a big reaction? I haven't had time to say yet.

"Have you discovered it?"

The secret of that little robe?

Jin Rin was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that Shibo was so keen in observation, or did he discover the difference in this robe?

"Of course I found out! How can you steal the little guy's clothes into the palace without permission!?"

This is something that a king of a country can do! ! !

Heber was shocked.

There were more condemnations that Jin Rin could not understand in his eyes.

"..."

After a long silence, Xie Bo slowly realized that his Majesty's eyes looked at him, how could he be looking at an idiot?

"Forget it."

Why should I trust others?

"Wait, Your Majesty, what do you mean? Hes—"

Jin Rin silently tried to use his mental power to send the robe in the bag back, but the moment Xibo grabbed it, the paper bag was in the Dragon Clan. easily torn apart under the force of the force.

Even the little robe inside was torn into two pieces.

"Oh my God, Your Majesty, please forgive me..." Sieber

didn't expect such an accident, and the whole person froze in place.

However, a miraculous scene happened in the next second.

One second, two seconds...three seconds.

The torn robe was restored to its original state, and there was not even a trace of torn.

[Drop, the unknown bug cannot be reasonably eliminated. 】

"This is the problem."

Jin Rin reached out and picked up the robe that the little monster was wearing when he transformed into shape.

In this world, there is an existence that the power of the dragon family cannot spy on.

It's like some kind of rule that can't be broken.

A fate line that doesn't exist.

Also, the attempt to be a bad guy.

"That's right."

Just as Heber was looking at the little robe seriously, Jin Rin held his chin and handed over a notice.

"The school said that there will be a parent-teacher meeting after the mid-term assessment. Have you been there?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't go."

"Ah? Your Majesty, how can an old minister be qualified to attend your parent-teacher meeting!?"

"This must be handed over to The elders will discuss and decide, who is qualified to attend!"

Eber held the notice in his hand, but his attitude was instantly divine.

Who would have thought! Your Majesty can also go to the parent-teacher meeting!

"Whatever, whoever wants to come can come..."

"However, one of the Prince's Mansion is expected to come too."

Jin Rin looked casual and tapped the table.

"Hey—that's a problem."

"And the parents are all sitting in the student seats. We are currently at the same table."

"Hes..."

For Jin Rin's calm addition, Xibo's whole person is not right.

God, it can be expected that this will be the most intensely discussed proposal in the elders' home during this period of time...

Who can attend His Majesty's parent-teacher meeting! ?

They will also be at the same table with the Prince's Mansion and the parents of both parties...?

What a horror picture of the century this is!

[ding dong]

Jin Rin lowered his eyes to look at his light brain when he saw Xibo leave in a hurry.

new news?

[Little Fat Bird: Are you home yet? 】

The familiar avatar jumped out, but the corners of the mouth twitched subconsciously.

[J: Here we are, what's the matter? 】

At this time, if you can find it, what will happen?

Probably it has something to do with "self"...

= =

[Little Fat Bird: Let me ask you a question, do the little dragons of your dragon family sleep for a long time every day when they grow up? 】

In the room, Qiu Qiu was sitting next to A Rin's basket, really worried.

Recently, A-rin wakes up more and more late.

Butler Lyman also said that even during the day, Arin often slept, curled up in the basket motionless.

And Jin Rin looked at the light brain.

[J: Yes, this is normal. We dragons all sleep like this. 】

Qiu Qiu breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the news, and touched Ah Rin again.

After a long time...

[Little Fat Bird: Thank you... Monitor ╭(╯^╰)╮]

The next second, the avatar will be offline and black.

And Jin Rin in the palace looked at Guangnao, but after being stunned for a few seconds, he couldn't help pursing the corners of his lips tightly, rubbing the screen of Guangnao.

Under the serious and indifferent face, the black dragon's tail has been raised unconsciously.

It's just that after wiggling her tail for a long time, Jin Rin glanced at the time and realized something instantly.

Speaking of which, today's punch-in chat task has not yet been completed.

Hurry up and chat with each other

...

So why are you so proficient in movements?

= =

Holding the black light brain in his hand, he boarded the number of "A Rin" with ease.

Talk about something.

I simply flipped through the greetings that Abraham and the others occasionally sent to me on the main account, chose the one, and copied and pasted it.

I have to switch to the main number and hit reply.

"Hmm" seems a little cold.

"Not bad" seems to be a little condescending...

In case the little monster looks at him and thinks he is perfunctory.

I 'm tired...

why can't I get a secretary to edit this kind of thing.

Just when Jin Rin had a subtle headache, a new message suddenly popped up.

[By the way, at the parent meeting at that time, will you have any parents coming? 】

... This little monster is also very concerned about it?

Forget it, hurry up and get over it.

[Arin: Of course. 】

After a bit of a sloppy reply, Jin Rin also ended today's punch-in chat task.

Squad leader...

Just thinking of these two words, Jin Rin strangely felt a sense of satisfaction.

Don't you just chat with yourself?

For a monarch, this is naturally not difficult at all, what else is there other than the squad leader?

Although he has always been called Your Majesty, the little monster seems to have never called it.

Hmm... you can consider a piece to write down.

[Longlong calm]

After extinguishing the light brain, he slept with the dragon's tail up and his eyes closed.

In the bedroom, Qiu Qiu looked at the reply while holding his light brain.

Sure enough... there will still be parents coming.

Wouldn't my father be going to see the dragon then...

...

No, I want to ask a few more questions.

It's just that when Qiu Qiu clicked Guangnao to reply, he stared blankly at the dialog box.

[Arin: Of course. 】

Arin?

It wasn't J who replied to me, it was... A Rin?

[Wait, host baby, you just posted the wrong person... This is your Arin's number! ? 】

The small system also frowned and realized that something was wrong.

But how could Arin reply to this! ?