Artificial Wizard Growth Log

The dress of these two people can only be said to be neither fish nor fowl.

Xia Zuo is a little better. He is slender, but he has no breasts. He looks a bit slim in a white gauze dress. The gold-plated branch-shaped headband is pressed on the top of his hair, and the tail of gray hair falls to his shoulders. The facial features are soft, even if the gestures are still strong and firm, people with bad eyes may be as impressed as Pang Jiuzhou a few months ago, what a beautiful girl.

Pang Jiuzhou was a bit miserable. A man who was three-year-old and five-year-old was forced into his skirt, and the makeup artist maliciously applied blush to his cheeks. His handsome face was no different from a monkey's butt.

Both bodies were stiff.

The specially customized snow-white gauze skirt is very thin, made of the latest new materials, it feels as soft as clouds, as warm as skin, and as wind... as if it were nothing.

Xia Zuo and Pang Jiuzhou, who are normal men, both felt like they were walking birds in emptiness after changing into this skirt.

...and in public.

The shining eyes of the people around them made the two tired.

If the skirt only provided some discomfort—after all, Xia Zuo’s perception of the gender distinction between men and women is somewhat vague, and Pang Jiuzhou’s face has been worn as thick as a city wall—for them, more discomfort comes from this moment Dancing with each other.

Too close a distance.

Invaded personal domain.

And... the embarrassment of a certain sentinel over the confession that came out of his mouth a few days ago.

Dancing together should be a behavior that only happens between very close people.

And he and Xia Zuo, apart from the shallow unrequited love he harbored, don't have any intimate relationship.

Therefore, when the cold aura around the gray-haired boy lingered around him due to the close distance, his eyes lingered on the top of Xia Zuo's hair, unable to control his senses to pursue the faint fragrance.

See, hear, taste, smell, touch.

When Xia Zuo's cold fingertips rested on his not-so-slender waist, through the light skirt, Pang Jiuzhou felt a small electric current emanating from Xia Zuo's fingertips, spinning all over his body.

For a moment, Pang Jiuzhou felt that his legs were weak.

no!If his weak legs are seen by others, then he will not lose any face.

...Also, why is he doing the women's step?

At this moment, only he and Xia Zuo were left in the center of the venue.

A few days ago, the punishment announcement for Pang Kyushu was announced on the forum. The first few items were the usual serious demerits, penalty allowances and compulsory labor - of course the amount was particularly large - the last item was to make the two dance partners wear women's clothes Do the opening dance.

As soon as the news came out, the forum was turned upside down.

It can be said that everyone is holding back their energy and waiting for the Christmas ball to watch a good show. Many people feel that the black-haired sentinel will never come to the ball because of the contempt for school discipline and rules in the past. It is a pity that reality gave them a big slap , and then left all the dance onlookers dumbfounded.

Pang Kyushu dances women's steps?

Whose idea is this?Really, really, really... so relieved!Happy to hear and happy to see Pu Daxi Ben!

From when the two appeared on the stage to when they put on a dance pose, in less than a minute, everyone took no less than two dozen holographic photos with their portable smart phones, and some even brought retro cameras specially for this scene. to shoot.

As a representative of this kind of person, An Huaichun never stopped clicking the shutter.

Keenly spotted Professor An hiding behind the pillar, Pang Jiuzhou gave the past an angry look, and was pushed by Xia Zuo.

Pang Kyushu: "Fuck! What are you doing?"

Xia Zuo: "Mr. Pang, it has already started."

The cheerful dance music started a new round of prelude, without giving the sentry any time to react, Xia Zuo took a step forward as he practiced these days.

Pang Jiuzhou: "...Little boy, are you stepping on my foot on purpose?"

Xia Zuo: "Didn't you step on it?"

The conversation between the two people was whispered to the ears, and the behavior of the two people was like rubbing hands together, which caused a lot of exclamation among the onlookers.

Although he was distracted, his body naturally unscrewed in situ following the strength of Xia Zuo's arm, and the snow-white skirt fluttered upwards, even revealing Pang Jiuzhou's thigh, causing a burst of exclamation and a click of the shutter.

The young sentinel who felt the chill on his thighs and eggs: "..."

At this moment, how much he wanted to find a regret medicine and take it.

Xia Zuo, who is dancing men's footsteps, is in much better condition than Pang Jiuzhou. After hard training these days, his series of dance steps look good, except for a few places where there will be a little stiffness. a novice.

His stiffness was due to being too close to Pang Kyushu.

Is Pang Kyushu's body temperature too high?Is there a fire burning inside him?

Xia Zuo had the illusion of being scalded when he touched the opponent's skin.

On the other side, the angry sentinel moved his gaze upwards, and once again glared at a certain teacher who was not doing his job properly.

An Huaichun, who was standing behind the pillar, laughed and waved to him.

Then An Huaichun turned and left, and the portable smart phone unfolded the light screen for him, and the photos taken just now were displayed on it one by one.

Browsing through the photos quickly, An Huaichun, who decided to keep these evidences as jokes for 100 years, lingered on one of them.

The two protagonists in the photo are both cold-faced, but they can't stop the charm of the overly eye-catching handsome faces through the immovable photo, which is as eye-catching as a blade.

Looking down, the two people's fluttering skirts are all included in the photo. Under the faint light, the snow-white skirts seem to be transparent, and the two people are like two double-petalled white camellias, blooming wantonly.

In fact, An Huaichun, who is not yet 60 years old, sighed softly.

It's nice to be young.

He remembered what Pang Jiuzhou had confessed in the confinement room a few days ago, and sighed again.

Oh, oh, he won the dance together as a punishment with great difficulty. I hope Pang Kyushu will cherish it.

The man didn't know that Pang Jiuzhou was scolding him fiercely in his heart.

Just when the sentinel was avoiding Xia Zuo, Professor An forced him and Xia Zuo together, and stipulated that he must dance the female step.

Leaving aside this point, it doesn't need to be said whose bad taste women's clothing play is, okay?In the entire Capital National Defense Military University, there is only one undisguised weirdo like his own strategy teacher.

Pang Jiuzhou secretly made a note.

Although he owed his uncle a huge debt of favor this time, it doesn't mean he won't take revenge in the future.

The very vengeful young sentinel twirled and took a step back, stiffly lifting the corner of his skirt.Xia Zuo on the opposite side only had his right hand across his chest. After the dance, the two of them bowed with a distance of three meters.

The dance music just ended at this moment.

After several minutes of silence, only a few people applauded in the venue, while the two people in the center of the venue quickly retreated and disappeared.

"Except for the surprising fact that Pang Kyushu dances the women's step, this dance is ordinary."

"What are you expecting? Are these two perverts fighting again right here?"

"Hahahaha that's not what I meant."

"It should be more confrontational. Today, the two perverts don't feel very motivated."

"Wearing women's clothing in public in the lobby and dancing with opponents of the same gender, so shameful and motivated, then I really have to respect these two as perverts."

"indeed."

The downside of being too sharp is that you will hear voices you don't want to hear, even in the changing room. Xia Zuo changed back to his school uniform, hung his snow-white gauze skirt on his left arm, and pushed the door open in the changing room. small door.

Pang Kyushu in the opposite changing room pushed open the door at the same time.

Xia Zuo looked as usual, but Pang Jiuzhou was a little embarrassed.

The android boy blinked.

Is he dazzled?Why do you feel that the black-haired sentinel on the opposite side... blushed?

"Look, what to look at!"

Pang Jiuzhou, who was being scrutinized, also noticed the temperature rising on his cheeks, left in a panic and left in a hurry.

Xia Zuo kept watching his back disappear before looking away.

The door of the changing room opposite was open, and he had a clear view of everything inside.

The android boy began to struggle.

Pang Jiuzhou's gauze skirt was left in the dressing room, should I return it to him?

***

Depressed Pang Jiuzhou didn't know what he left behind.

After he hurriedly left the changing room, he ran into Professor An in the small garden behind the auditorium.

...and Victor Turan, His Excellency the Acting Marshal of the Federation.

How did these two irrelevant people get together?

I don't know how the acting marshal of the Federation slipped out of the Christmas ball. Logically speaking, with the attention of this person, there should be a lot of brown candies around him, but at this moment he is Alone without any subordinates, I met Professor An in the corner of the garden.

The young sentinel hid almost immediately, and at the same time, various horrifying news headlines flooded his mind, most of which contained the word "private lover".

I have to say that he and An Huaichun are really like-minded, no wonder they are teachers and students.

Just when he was about to eavesdrop, the Acting Marshal nodded to Professor An and left, and Professor An's eyes fell on Pang Kyushu's hiding place after the man with striking silver hair left.

"People are gone, should you come out?"

"Uh……"

The young sentinel who eavesdropped on the scene was only embarrassed for a moment, and he was very cheeky about things other than Xia Zuo. He greeted enthusiastically as if he had done nothing, "What a coincidence, uncle, you also come out to breathe."

"No," Professor An apologetically rolled his eyes, "I'm coming out to look at the photos I just took."

Pang Jiuzhou felt that he was choking on a mouthful of blood.

Professor An, who succeeded in the mental attack, waved to him.

"Come and walk with me."

"Yes."

During the Christmas carol played on the radio, the two walked out of the small garden in silence.

"You will be a senior in college next year, and you will be an intern in the army. Don't be willful."

"Yes."

"You are too conceited, but there are people outside the sky, such as Xia Zuo," Professor An laughed when he saw his student choked again, "That child is stronger than you in many ways."

"……Um."

The two stood at a corner at this time, An Huaichun stopped and stared at him, "Grow up faster, Kyushu."

"Did Marshal Turan say anything to you?"

Pang Jiuzhou was keenly aware of the teacher's anomaly.

However, the young sentinel knew that he could not get an answer, so he nodded, "Next time, I will definitely live up to your expectations."

"That's fine."

The two smiled at each other.

Pang Jiuzhou walked through the corner first, and saw the gray-haired young man approaching him at first glance.

He was very familiar with the young man's face.

"Xia Zuo? No... who are you!"