My fairy beast can't be this cute

Chapter 124.

Ring Ring Ring!
The crisp ringtone broke the silence in the office, and all the teachers except Wuye walked out of the class one after another.

Huhu~
Xiao Baicai gently blew up the white paper covering his face. The thin paper trembled regularly and made a "pop" sound.

At this moment, the white paper that had covered Xiao Baicai's face for some time had a faint crystal clear liquid soaking out of the forehead, which acted as a sticking agent.

With gentle and even blowing, most of the paper was separated from the plump little mouth.

Similar to Xiao Baicai's situation, Wuye played with his green-bordered token in a somewhat bored manner.

Suddenly, a piece of text appeared on the token.

"Master Wuye, your beginner Class A student, Xi Jingsi, has to lead other beginners from Class C out of school to enter into an elf race training contract. Therefore, today's last ideological and moral class will be changed to a self-study class, if Master is willing. You can go to teach.”

Lead students to experience...

This is, wear small shoes!

Suddenly and inexplicably remembered Xi Jingsi's indifferent face, the expression at this moment.

The corners of Wuye's mouth raised, revealing a faint smile.

It has been a while since I came to Changsheng Academy, and I have some understanding of some of the rules.

As Xi Jingsi is a Confucian teacher in Class A, this kind of thankless nanny-style training basically only needs to be done once a year.

A few months ago, he happened to meet Xi Jingsi leading reserve students out of school for training.At that time, she was lucky. She encountered plankton, world bird... that kind of race, as long as she followed the rules and basically took care of them.

Now, I don't know what her luck is.

Anyway, it has nothing to do with him.

As for me, I don’t have to go to other unfamiliar classes, it’s just across the street from my home, so I feel at ease while experiencing this kind of nine-to-five job.

"Wu Ye... look... look! How can you... keep... keeping this piece of paper from sticking to me."

The little cabbage on the side raised its little head and showed off intermittently towards Wuye while blowing air upwards.

"Well, that's great."

Wuye pinched the soft white face covered by the paper and said perfunctorily.

Alas...hehe~
Xiaobaicai was praised and pinched by Wuye, and she was smirking happily.

Suddenly, Wuye slapped the floating lower part of the paper on her face. The white paper suddenly had another mark soaked in liquid, which was shaped like a plump little mouth.

Call ~
Xiao Baicai blew hard, and the white paper suddenly covered the top of her head, revealing two puffy steamed buns.

"Wu Ye!" Xiao Baicai groaned with an unhappy look on his face.

Wuye closed his eyes and didn't reply. He put his legs on the desk, his back against the window sill, and his hands in an open posture.

Xiaobaicai's big eyes suddenly lit up, and she threw herself into Wuye's arms.

The limp body twisted restlessly in Wuye's arms, as if he was venting his displeasure at being destroyed while blowing paper out of boredom.

After a while.

Only then did Xiao Baicai calm down, struggling to twist like a caterpillar, with its little head and Wuye's head pressed tightly together.

The dreamlike big amethyst eyes were covered by the eyelids, and the delicate little face showed a peaceful expression.

The pouty little mouth was chirping softly, and the breathing gradually became smooth and even.

outside the window.

A breeze blew from nowhere.

The willow trees were dancing gracefully, and the green branches were fluttering lightly, like a girl's hair. Catkins were flying all over the sky. The playground, the ground, the water, the rockeries, the small bridges... all kinds of scenery were dyed with color. Soft white snow.

This is the wind in May, mysterious and mysterious, blowing the earth in various shapes.

Inside the office.

The breeze gently caressed the faces of Wuye and Xiao Baicai, like naughty girls, and even twitched Xiao Baicai's eyelids.

It is a caressing wind.

Xiaobaicai was in a hazy state of consciousness, her perception of the outside world was extremely clear, and she seemed to be asleep.

She felt invited by a friend from the sea.

He made a small choice between comfort and fun in his heart, frowned slightly, shook his little head gently, and then nodded slowly.

Only children make choices, and she wants them all!

After a while, the caressing wind pinched her fair little face, and then Xiao Baicai reluctantly opened her dreamy amethyst eyes.

The white and tender little hand raised back, the ordinary but cool Ziying short gun appeared in his hand, and then stabbed forward.

Her delicate body glowed with a bright purple light and disappeared into Wuye's arms.

Almost in the next moment, Wuye felt the soft and warm pillow in his arms disappear, and he hugged Kong Kong with both hands.

His brows couldn't help but frown slightly, and it took a long time for them to relax a little.

Time is passing little by little.

The day is so short that if you don’t have time to embrace the morning, you will already be holding the dusk.

As a legendary fairy who drifts with the flow, as Wuye's understanding of life becomes deeper and deeper, Wuye's own temperament also develops in the direction of "still life", if he wants to sleep completely comfortably.

It will probably take more than a thousand years.

Maybe that's why he's too lazy.

However, this is just an insignificant fraction for the supreme ancestor of still life.

He was asleep for an entire era.

And now Wuye is a mortal body, and he also has a mental suggestion to restrain himself. His current state is only slightly better than that of Xiaobaicai, who seems to be sleeping but not sleeping.

Drop drop!
The crisp ringtone of the mobile phone rang, breaking Wuye out of his light sleep.

Youyou opened her eyes, and what came into view was an extremely well-behaved and quiet face, a delicate and pleasant face, and those big dreamy amethyst eyes staring straight at him.

Xiao Baicai played cards with Sylphy's clone for about a long time, and then lay back quietly in Wuye's arms.

Turning off the alarm clock and looking at the time, Wuye turned to look out the window.

The sky is filled with catkins, dancing and flying.

The gorgeous rays of light draped Wuye's face like gauze, and his blue eyes were reflected with a sense of confusion.

"What does the white snow look like?"

Suddenly, Wu Ye made a faint voice and asked.

Huh?

Xiaobaicai called out suspiciously.

Then following Wuye's gaze, his little head popped out from the window, and his short legs stood on the desk. The catkins dancing in the sky outside the window suddenly came into view.

After shaking his head and thinking for a while, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Xiao Baicai raised her pink and tender little nose and said proudly: "You can make a difference by spreading salt in the air!"

Ah!
Wuye chuckled lightly and touched the little head in front of him.

He said calmly: "It's not like catkins blowing up in the wind."

Um!

Xiaobaicai's big eyes narrowed in great enjoyment, and she let out a cry of joy with a well-behaved look on her face.

She really didn't expect to be separated from Dabaicai now.

But even if she is fused with Chinese cabbage, her answer is still this.

"Let's go, it's time for class." After stroking for a while, Wuye stood up and said lightly. "Wu Ye! Hug~hug~"

Feeling the warm hand on top of her head leave, Xiao Baicai felt a little empty in her heart. She stretched out her two white and tender little hands, licked her little mouth, and made a milky sound in a cute and satisfied tone.

Such a pleasant appearance made Wuye's heart tremble.

As soon as she picked up Xiao Baicai, her white and tender short legs and short hands were like the tentacles of an octopus, tightly wrapped around Wuye's body.

Wuye was happy to be at leisure, so he let go of his hands, and Xiaobaicai was hanging on his body.

Just walked to the door of the office.

Ring Ring Ring!
Tread!

The crisp ringtone sounded, accompanied by the rhythmic and unhurried footsteps.

A faint medicinal fragrance slowly flowed into his nose, and Wuye bumped into Gerou as soon as he left the house.

The cabbage acted as a buffer in the middle, hanging on Wuye's body without any feeling.

"Are you okay?" Wuye asked apologetically.

"fine."

As if nothing had happened, Gerou smiled at Wuye, moved her red lips and asked, "Teacher Cai, what is this?"

"Attend class."

Wuye pointed to the classroom in front of him and asked lightly: "Teacher Gerou, are you going to have class too?"

"It's okay, Teacher Cai, come on, I'll listen to the class in the back."

Ge Rou's eyes lit up, and he blinked: "This is the reward for tonight's treat."

Wuye nodded slightly and walked into the classroom with Gerou.

The fiery red light fell on the podium.

Soft and calm.

The classroom is very quiet, everyone is doing their own things, eating, drinking, playing, sleeping, training, and fighting, everything is complete.

Seeing the appearance of Wuye and Gerou, the originally quiet classroom suddenly fell into silence.

"Your ideological and moral teacher has something to do. This class has physical education." Wuye walked straight to the podium and said calmly.

It sounds so familiar, all the students were slightly taken aback.

According to the tradition of their Changsheng Academy, it shouldn't be that the physical education teacher has something to do or is sick and then attends other classes...

Why did it suddenly happen the other way around?
"what!"

"Why is this so!"...

The students came to their senses and complained unhappily.

At this time, Xiaobaicai, who was enjoying herself in Wuye's arms, suddenly turned her little head and glanced at them with great displeasure.

There was silence in the classroom for a moment.

Wuye looked at the faces indifferently. No matter on the surface or in the heart, they did not dare to get angry or speak.

Originally it was just for fun, but when the time comes it will be a piece of cake, so it doesn’t matter anymore.

I was about to ask them to study on their own again, but then I thought about how this lesson was originally an ideological and moral lesson, and my heart moved slightly.

He turned to face the blackboard and was silent for a moment.

Then he turned around and picked up the spiritual power pen on the podium, clicked the trigger switch, and a faint spiritual power fluctuation emerged from the tip of the pen.

Wuye turned around and wrote four big Chinese characters on the blackboard.

know yourself!

"This section is still about ideology and morality. Today, let's talk about recognizing ourselves." Wu Ye said lightly.

Looking across the students who were eager to try, Wu Ye didn't give them a chance to speak.

He asked calmly: "There is a creature that can obtain most of the beautiful things in the world, but cannot recognize the beauty itself. Others guide him to recognize beauty, but he can't keep up. So, what is the life of such a creature? In a dream, or awake?"

Wuye's eyes were fixed on them quietly, and the students began to talk about it.

"Teacher Cai, are you talking about yourself?" Some students laughed and started cheering.

"Teacher Cai. Are you talking about yourself?"...

At this moment, some students who originally wanted to express what they were thinking also started teasing Wu Ye.

After a while, Gerou, who was sitting behind the students, asked: "Teacher Cai, can you recognize yourself?"

All the students closed their mouths when they heard Gerou's voice, and focused their gazes on the handsome young man on the podium.

Wuye stared ahead, his expression falling into a trance.

When he originally taught this class, he couldn't distinguish himself. He wanted to tell these students through the content he knew in the book, trying to gain some resonance from it.

At this moment, his thinking fell into chaos, and profound memories from childhood to adulthood emerged before his eyes.

The dark color in the blue pupils began to flicker, and a blue intention was suppressed by Wu Ye's remaining rationality.

A dreamlike bright blue light still emanated from his body.

All the creatures in this classroom that is integrated with natural life, including the birds singing and the fragrance of flowers separated from it, and everything except the cabbage, are unable to stop their consciousness from being immersed in the bright blue light emitted by Wu Ye.

Those with low strength were lost in it. Only Gerou, who was in the Nirvana stage, could barely see a fragment of Wuye's memory through her own resonance with Wuye's memory.

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"Young Master, please come on! Give me something to eat!"

This is a middle-aged woman with ragged clothes and a sallow complexion begging for food.

On her hind legs, there was a little girl with a rosy complexion, timidly looking at the half-elf boy in front of her, who was dressed in luxurious clothes and feathers, and was as delicate as a porcelain doll.

His eyes were shining.

From the time he distributed food to being robbed and torn by everyone...

Until...his delicate and white face, like a god's luxurious clothes, were completely splashed and stained by dirty and scarlet blood.

The little half-elf boy whose eyes were shining at that time was now empty and dull, his eyes stagnant in place.

……

In Wuye's sea of ​​consciousness, when he was silently invaded by another consciousness, a brilliant light suddenly appeared.

This radiant light dispelled all darkness.

At this moment, a memory from a very young age that was almost forgotten suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Without thinking much, he came to his senses.

He said calmly to the students who had also come to their senses.

"I can't tell the difference between myself, lazy or hard-working, interesting or boring. I obviously don't care about everything but seem to care a lot. I am extremely contradictory but go with the flow."

The fiery red glow swayed over, undulating like waves, yet calm.

The classroom is very quiet.

Gerou, who was at the back of the classroom, looked in a daze and could not recover for a long time.

Unforgettable memories resurfaced.

It's like an everlasting memory.

Whose figure travels through reincarnation.

(End of this chapter)