Fierce chirp~chirp!

"He hasn't added it yet."

Almost half an hour had passed since the message was sent, but there was no movement at all.

Qiu Qiu, who had finished packing his schoolbag, frowned and raised his brain.

"...Maybe he's busy."

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

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

Seeing the male lead's profile picture in the communication box, I was really a little nervous.

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

As soon as Qiu Qiu stretched out his hand, Jin Lin's paw held it down, and he said a series of words in a rare and firm tone.

"..."

"Ah."

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

"A Lin really likes the hero."

[I can see it too.Convinced.jpg]

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

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

Obvious oral integrity!

He said that he didn't need it, but he might already be thinking about the interaction with the hero after he added it!

Alas, why do these dragons like to worship the hero.

"But even so, Lin is still willing to stay by my side and accompany me."

The more I think about it, the more I feel sorry for Lin, maybe tomorrow I should have a good chat with the hero...

Why reject a dragon who adores him?

And in the depths of the imperial palace at the pinnacle of order, the young monarch who had already closed his eyes and slept peacefully opened his pale golden pupils again, and directly reached out and grabbed the black light brain on the bedside.

"..."

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

Qiu Qiu's head portrait is indeed a chubby and fluffy bird dumpling, which was drawn by the second brother after his drawing skills improved, and gradually became ugly and cute.

[J: ...]

[J: Added. 】

【Drip, "A Lin" has become your newest friend!Come and chat~]

With a rather disgusted expression on his face, he let his friend pass by. Jin Lin rubbed his forehead subconsciously, and collapsed on the big bed in the palace expressionlessly again.

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

……

probably not.

Pay more attention?

Forget it, go back quickly.

After estimating the time for Qiu Qiu to wash, Jin Lin directly closed his eyes.

"Huh? It's really added?"

Back in the room, Qiu Qiu changed into pajamas and lay down on the bed, grabbing Ah Lin's new optical brain.

"So, he was just busy before."

Jin Lin, who squatted in the bedroom again, emphasized it seriously.

"I get it, I get it, your idol is always busy."

"...?"

Seeing Ah Lin's "can't wait" emphasis, Qiu Qiu also sighed slightly.

How good this is, Ah Lin is almost like a super little fan of the hero.

Although the other party seems very reluctant, why do you still send so many dots over here? Does he feel disgusted by asking him to add Ah Lin?

This guy won't hurt Ah Lin, right?

"In short, you can use this to chat with him more in the future, such as some growth precautions for your dragon clan, or any flying skills, you can ask him."

Qiu Qiu seriously reminded Jin Rin, but the more Jin Rin listened, the more painful his brain became.

So is it over?

Can I sleep now...

"Wait! Don't sleep yet, try to send a sentence first."

"If he doesn't chat with you, just tell me, and I'll go find him then."

"........."

For the first time in his life, Jin Lin felt an outrageous atmosphere for the optical brain that was stuffed under his paws and the input box that had been adjusted on the interface.

Say something?

==

"Don't be shy, just greet him normally, for example, you can talk about your admiration for him or something, maybe he will have a better impression of you."

Looking at Ah Lin, who was holding the light brain and motionless, Qiu Qiu couldn't help feeling a pity.

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

"……no."

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

Jin Lin was silent for a long time, and finally slapped his paw on Guangnao.

I can't do it, as the monarch of the Dragon Clan, why would I do such a thing...

"Then let me help you, Lin, you're just not used to it, you can't be too introverted as a dragon."

For example, the guy who is the male protagonist is sometimes quite thick-skinned.

Qiu Qiu collapsed on the bed, held Ah Lin's optical brain and directly helped type the words.

"..."

Forget it, let's talk tomorrow morning.

Jin Lin tried to stop thinking about all this with a blank face, until he saw Qiu Qiu fell asleep, and then he took out the seat intention collection paper from the corner of his schoolbag.

Fan Lun.

:-)

After the little black dragon's claws unfolded one by one, Jin Lin flicked his tail with a sneer.

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

But Fan Lun, who was far away in the Amethyst Dragon Mansion, sneezed hard.

"Grandfather, please, stop nagging me, I have class tomorrow!"

For his grandfather Wilfred, who had an extremely serious face in front of him and had been telling him all night, Fan Lun felt that he had been really miserable recently.

"Look at you kid, you are too frivolous!"

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

Wilfred was a bit at a loss about his Majesty's comment, but now that he saw it, it couldn't be more appropriate!

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

Fan Lun: QAQ

Help, I just sneezed! ?

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

Tricia looked blankly at Jin Lin who came to the office on his own initiative, and hesitantly sorted out the seat opinion form that he had just received in the morning.

"Ah."

Jin Lin also glanced at the pile of notes, then nodded seriously.

After a few seconds of silence, Tricia smiled.

"That's great. Maybe you'd like to help the teacher count the pile of papers. We have to arrange seats today."

"By the way, teacher, can I, I be the deputy squad leader? I'll give you... bah, squad leader."

Fan Lun also came out sneakily, watching Jin Lin subconsciously want to bow, and looking at Tricia in front of him, barely stopped the automatic bow.

"The little guys now are really enthusiastic about making contributions to the class."

Tricia really didn't expect to have two important class committee members at once, and yesterday's worries were all resolved overnight?

"Your Majesty, let me count, are you watching?"

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

In the future, I will probably be included in the history books of the Dragon Clan!

"No, I'll read it, you remember it."

And Jin Lin started to work directly with lowered eyes, and the efficiency was quite high.

Ahhh, as expected of His Majesty!

With a strange mood, Fan Lun devoted himself to his new job.

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

There are also some people who don't have any requirements for the same table, so they simply leave it empty. This category can be directly paired with some students who have not succeeded in the double selection.

until……

"Fan Lun."

Jin Lin pinched the familiar note in his hand, and looked up at Fan Lun who was stunned for a moment.

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

Wow, the person from the Prince's Mansion actually chose me...! !

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

"I'm thinking about this... huh?"

"What do you think?"

Fan Lun silently paused for three seconds, then obediently looked up at his Majesty.

"No, I don't want to."

"Then, then mine, choose another one?"

After blinking his eyes a few times, Fan Lun hugged the two piles of papers in his hands tightly in a low voice.

"Well, you can directly double choose and succeed, there is no need for a second match."

Jin Lin glanced at the tickets that voted for Fan Lun, and spoke calmly.

It's just a bit of a surprise...

There is more than one person who chose this little monster.

Jin Lin flicked the other 8 pieces of paper with the name "Qiu Qiu" in his hand, and slowly wrote them down one by one.

"Your Majesty, there are many candidates for you, but you obviously haven't said much."

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

"That's right, just match the two sides, fill it in and it's over."

"what……?"

Hearing His Majesty's cold tone, Fan Lun always felt that something was wrong.

"Okay, the seats are arranged like this for the time being. Those who choose each other will sit together, and the rest of the students and teachers will also handle it according to their own circumstances to ensure that everyone will be assigned to a suitable tablemate."

After Tricia announced the assignment results, the whole class became noisy and noisy.

After all, a large part of people are quite unfamiliar with their deskmates.

"I, am I not with Fan Lun?"

Looking at Jin Lin who came back, Qiu Qiu couldn't believe it.

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

"...There are a lot of people who chose Fan Lun, and he was directly selected."

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

The allocated seat, Qiu Qiu, happened to be sitting in the third row by the window.

[It's okay baby, don't get lost!Let's think about it in reverse, although we didn't sit with Fan Lun, an important NPC, but we didn't sit with the hero! 】

[The disguise is tantamount to preventing the hero from interacting with Fan Lun! 】

After thinking for a while, the small system began to analyze seriously.

!

"It seems to be true..."

After Qiu Qiu paused, he also looked up at Jin Lin.

"looking at what?"

After finishing the seat, Jin Lin was subtly satisfied, and also glanced at Qiu Qiu who was staring at him.

"Have you chatted with him? My Ah Lin."

The next class is the familiar flying class, anyway, I have to go with the hero, so Qiu Qiu simply asked about it on the way.

"……Chatted."

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

"Really? You didn't lie, did you? Don't make him sad. He really admires you."

Feeling Jin Lin's inexplicable perfunctory, Qiu Qiu frowned to remind him.

Caught off guard by this little monster, Jin Lin almost couldn't hold back, and leaned back a little subtly.

When staring at you, it seems that you are in the whole eyes.

But it's actually not bad at all.

But for Ah Lin, he was surprisingly serious...

Do you really like your mental body that much?

Where is it worth paying so much attention to?

"You care about him?"

"I care about it very much. I don't want to see Ah Lin feel sad. He was raised by me. Your Dragon Clan treats him a little bit badly."

Qiu Qiu also realized that he was a little obvious, but he really wanted to tell him.

What if this guy leaves Ah Lin alone?

"You don't even know, when I saw Ah Lin just now, he was still very young, and the scales on his body were all broken. Isn't the sub-dragon also a dragon?"

"Actually, if you don't step on his tail a little bit, it will be better..."

Jin Lin listened to the soft nagging of the little monster beside his ear, and a smile appeared in his eyes, so that he subconsciously responded subtly.

"Huh? What did you just say?"

"..."

Realizing that he had slipped his tongue, Jin Rin also suppressed the smile in his eyes.

"It's nothing."

"No, you just said it clearly, how did you know that I stepped on Lin's tail?"

Qiu Qiu looked at this guy Jin Lin, his ears were a little hot, and he definitely heard it right.

"..."

It's a bit hard to deal with.

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

"How could Ah Lin tell you this!?"

It's just that Qiu Qiu's face became a little hot in the next second.

"Don't you dragons like being trampled on your tail? I didn't do it on purpose... At that time, I was still a bird, and I just fell on Lin's tail."

"I'm light!"

How can a group of birds step on their tails! ?

After seeing Qiu Qiu's embarrassing expression, Jin Lin calmly breathed a sigh of relief.

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

==

Anyway, that guy is simply pampered and lawless.

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

Better to end this ridiculous behavior as soon as possible.

Jin Lin changed his tone, planning to think of a way to end this "talking to himself" behavior as soon as possible.

The kind of reasonable ending that is not deleted.

"No... I, I can pay you, or if you have something you like, I can give it to you as a service fee."

"It's your reward for staying with Lin..."

Even though Qiu Qiu spoke to the end, his own tone was a little uncertain.

Is the male protagonist short of pocket money?

But I don't want Ah Lin to be sad...

As for this, Jin Lin stopped suddenly.

remuneration?

Could it still be paid?

[Longlong is shocked and hesitates]

"What are you doing, do you think I let you squeeze time to chat with Lin?"

Qiu Qiu's face became a little hot when Jin Lin saw it.

"I'm the squad leader."

It was just for that seat.

Jin Lin pondered for a moment, then suddenly said something meaningful.

"???"

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

Is the squad leader amazing?

Qiu Qiu looked over blankly, wondering why the male lead was so childish all of a sudden.

"Then... call the squad leader?"

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

==+

"...?"

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

monitor?

Call this guy monitor...

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

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

【Baby host, we’re going to the playground soon, the students are all there, I’ll go, there are those descendants with thin dragon blood, we must be good villains, let them fear us a little bit! 】

The small system that sensed the existence of the plot jumped out all of a sudden.

It's a pity that I didn't hear the "squad leader", but Jin Lin also looked up and saw the group of dragon descendants with mottled blood on the playground.

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

"Everyone, I won't be teaching flying today because the flight teacher is on a business trip to an alien system. Let's practice volleyball for a while."

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

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

"Hey, this is the ball I want—!"

Ya Sai never thought that someone would dare to grab the ball he had chosen in his lifetime!

It is clear that this time is their first choice, okay?

however……

In the next second, Qiu Qiu, who was holding the ball, looked back fiercely.

"So this ball has your name written on it?"

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

【Hahaha, we must have pissed them off by stealing their ball. 】

Looking at Qiu Qiu in front of him, his milk-blond hair fluttered slightly in the sun, and he held the ball as if he was protecting some small animal.

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

Yasai's group of people silently warmed up a little, and then said a harsh word strangely.

Ahhh, speaking of which, the tablemate wish list I filled out was Qiu Qiu, but unfortunately I didn't get one in the end!

"That's right, I also filled in Qiu Qiu, but I ended up sitting with that bastard Ya Sai."

The buddies on the side also complained loudly.

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

A group of people carried the rest of the balls and slipped away resentfully.

"It doesn't seem to be difficult? They didn't rob me. Didn't they say that the descendants of the dragon clan have a bad temper?"

Qiu Qiu, who was standing there, was a little dazed. He hadn't used the villain skills he had learned yet.

【Ah, maybe they were scared?You see, they ran away in despair, still whispering, must be discussing how to get back next time. 】

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

However, just as Qiu Qiu was holding his volleyball and was about to practice, he was caught off guard by a question.

!! ?

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

"I didn't, I just wanted to be the first to get the ball."

"..."

Obviously 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 Lin was silent, but obviously didn't believe it.

This does not appear to be the first time.

The original notebook came back to 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's as if you can't find the fate line you belong to in this world.

Why do you have such deep hostility towards yourself, His Majesty the Dragon Clan?

In other words, there seems to be always vigilance against the entire Dragon Clan?

"Isn't this normal? Your Majesty, that little guy's family is very worried about the Dragon Clan. Recently, I heard that Wilfred has a lot of headaches because of it."

I don't know where the family of the Prince's Mansion found the resource line. After the operation, the assets of several auction houses almost doubled year by year.

"Different."

Jin Lin looked at Heber, but repeated it seriously.

"Why is it different?"

Heber was a little puzzled about his majesty.

After a moment of silence, Jin Lin seemed to have made a decision, allowing a bag to fly from the bedroom and land in front of Heber.

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

"Can the old minister watch it? What is this... oh my god! Your Majesty!?"

The moment Heber opened the bag, his originally cloudy eyes widened, and he glared at Jin Lin uncontrollably for a moment.

...?

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

"Have you found out?"

The secret of that little robe?

Jin Lin was slightly surprised, he didn't expect Heber to be so observant, or did he notice the difference in this robe?

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

This doesn't look like something the king of a country can do! ! !

Heber was shocked.

There was more condemnation in the eyes that Jin Lin couldn't understand.

"……………………"

After a long silence, Heber slowly realized that the way His Majesty looked at him looked like he was looking at an idiot?

"never mind."

Why should I trust others.

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

Jin Lin silently tried to send back the robe in the bag with his mental strength, but the moment Heber grabbed it fiercely, the paper bag was easily torn apart by the power of the Dragon Clan.

Even the little robe inside was torn into two pieces.

"God, Your Majesty, please forgive me..."

Heber didn't expect such an accident to happen, and he froze in place.

However, a miraculous scene happened in the next second.

One second, two seconds... three seconds.

The originally torn robe was restored to its original state, without even a trace of tearing.

[Drip, the unknown BUG cannot be eliminated reasonably. 】

"This is where the problem lies."

Jin Lin reached out and picked up the robe that the little monster was wearing when it first transformed.

In this world, there are existences that even the power of the dragon clan cannot pry into.

It seems to be some kind of rule that cannot be broken.

A fate line that does not exist.

Also, the attempt to be a bad guy.

"correct."

Just when Heber was also looking at the little robe seriously, Jin Lin propped his chin and handed over a notice.

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

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

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

"This must be handed over to the elders to discuss and decide who is eligible to attend!"

Heber held the notice in his hand, and his attitude was instantly sacred to the extreme.

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

"Whatever, whoever you want to come can come..."

"However, it is estimated that one of the prince's mansion will also come."

With a casual expression on his face, Jin Lin tapped the desktop.

"Hiss—that's a problem."

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

"hiss……"

Regarding Jin Lin's calm tone, Heber felt something was wrong.

Oh my god, it can be expected that this will be the most intensely discussed proposal in the elders' house during this period...

Who can attend His Majesty's parent meeting! ?

Will she still sit at the same table with the Prince's Mansion and the parents of both parties...?

What a horror picture of the century!

【ding dong】

Seeing Heber leave in a hurry, Jin Lin lowered his eyes to look at his own brain.

new news?

[Little Fat Bird: Are you home yet? 】

A familiar avatar popped out, but the corners of the lips curled up subconsciously.

[J: Here we are, what's the matter? 】

If you can find him at this time, what will happen?

Probably related to "self" again...

==

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

In the room, Qiu Qiu was sitting next to Ah Lin's basket, really worried.

Recently, Ah Rin wakes up later and later.

Butler Lehman also said that even during the day, Ah Lin would often sleep, curled up in the basket motionless.

And Jin Lin looked at the light brain.

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

After seeing the news, Qiu Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, and touched Ah Lin again.

After a long time...

[Little Fat Bird: Thank you... monitor╭(╯^╰)╮】

In the next second, the avatar was offline and blacked out.

And Jin Lin in the palace looked at the light brain, and after a few seconds of being stunned, he couldn't help but pursed his lips tightly and rubbed the light brain's screen.

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

It's just that after flicking his tail for a long time, Jin Lin glanced at the time and realized something instantly.

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

Hurry up and chat with each other for a few words...

……

So why did I act so proficiently.

==

Holding the black optical computer in his hand, he boarded the ship "A Lin" with ease.

What to talk about.

He simply flipped through the occasional greetings that Abraham and the others sent him on the main account, selected them, and copied and pasted them.

I have to switch to the main account to reply.

"Hmm" seemed a little cold.

"Not bad" seems a bit condescending...

In case the little monster saw it and thought he was perfunctory.

tired……

Why can't you find a secretary to come and edit this kind of thing.

Just when Jin Lin was having a slight headache, new news suddenly popped up.

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

... This little monster really cared too much?

Forget it, hurry up and finish it and hurry over.

【A Lin: Of course. 】

After replying directly in a somewhat sloppy way, Jin Rin also ended today's check-in chat task.

Monitor...

Just thinking of these two words, Jin Lin felt a strange sense of satisfaction.

Isn't it just chatting with yourself?

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

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

Hmm...you can consider a piece and write it down.

[Dragon calm down]

After turning off the light brain, he fell into a deep sleep with the dragon's tail cocked and his eyes closed.

In the bedroom, Qiu Qiu looked at the reply with his optical brain in his arms.

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

Wouldn't dad be going to see the dragon then...

……

No, I want to ask a few more questions.

It's just that when Qiu Qiu turned on his optical brain to reply, he looked blankly at the dialog box.

【A Lin: Of course. 】

Arin?

It wasn't J who replied, but... Ah Lin?

[Wait, baby host, you just posted to the wrong person... This is your Ah Lin's account! ? 】

The small system also frowned and realized something was wrong.

But how could Ah Lin reply to this to herself! ?