Touch my tail

The little vixen was holding roses, and asked the children in a gentle voice, "Does anyone want flowers?"

The children looked at him without blinking, but did not move.

After a long silence, a teacher came forward: "Can I?"

"Yes. But you have to exchange flowers for flowers." Tu Twelve said, "You first fold a paper rose." He said, put down the tray, and pulled out another paper towel: "You follow me."

Several teachers looked over and followed his movements to slowly fold out a paper rose.

"Okay, teachers can change flowers." Tu Twelve handed the tray to several teachers.

A teacher hesitated for a while, and then said: "Teacher Tu, can you stop having that fire for a while? Children may not be able to understand it, and it is easy to underestimate the danger of fire. Of course, I am not saying that your magic is not good."

The little vixen smiled softly: "Don't be nervous, I also think what you said is very reasonable. I only plan to make fire once, and there will be no more after that."

The teachers took away the roses on the tray and put down three paper roses.

The little vixen asked again: "Are there any children who want Huahua?"

Under the quiet gaze of the children, he put the lid on the pot and tilted his head: "Does anyone want Huahua?"

The children were still looking at him, but did not move.The little vixen sighed, and he lifted the lid of the pot: "But Teacher Tu really has a lot of beautiful flowers here."

On the tray, the three snow-white paper roses turned into bright red roses again.

Tu Twelve squatted down in front of a child at the front, and asked her softly, "Does our baby want Huahua?"

The little girl looked at him for a long time before she nodded slightly dully.

"Then you and Teacher Tu will learn how to fold flowers, okay?"

The little girl stared blankly at Tu Shishi, but didn't respond again.The teacher hurried to her side and asked softly, "Do you want to learn how to fold flowers?"

After a while, the little girl slowly looked at the teacher.The teacher is holding a paper rose in his hand.

The teacher hurriedly said, "Baby wants Huahua, the teacher will change it for you, okay?"

She exchanged flowers with Tu Twelve and handed them to the little girl.Holding the rose, the little girl pursed her lips and smiled slowly.

The teacher patted her head and was about to speak when he saw a little boy running up from the back row.He grabbed the tray with a jerk, knocking the remaining two roses to the floor, grabbed the lid, and rapped the tray violently.

Harsh murmurs suddenly resounded through the classroom.The little boy looked at the empty tray that had been knocked repeatedly, threw the lid off the pot, and screamed loudly.

The screams of the children were deafening. Someone took the lead, and more children suddenly screamed.

The teachers immediately appeased him, but to no avail.

Tu Twelve looked at the mess in front of him, and suddenly said, "Quiet."

"Teacher Tu, it's not..."

Before the teacher finished speaking, the children stopped screaming one after another.

With tears in their eyes, they looked at the beautiful little teacher, and saw the little teacher smiled at them: "The babies are so good."

He picked up the pot lid on the ground, squatted down and said to the little boy in front of him, "Do you want Huahua?"

The little vixen faced the light, and there seemed to be a warm golden light in his brown eyes.The little boy looked into his eyes and nodded very slowly.

"Okay, Teacher Tu now knows that you want Huahua." Tu Twelve said softly, "But Huahua is a very delicate little life. If you beat her like this, Huahua will run away."

The little boy looked at him quietly, and the little vixen handed him the lid of the pot with a smile: "Gently, okay?"

His hand was out in the air for a long time before the little boy took it.He slowly put the lid of the pot on the tray, and looked up at Tu Twelve again.

"You did a good job. Let's wait and open it gently to see if the flowers come back." Tu Twelve encouraged with a smile, "Our baby can do it, right?"

The little boy looked down at the lid of the pot, looked at it, and then looked up at him.

"Open it and have a look," said the little vixen.

The little boy stretched out his hand and carefully opened the lid.

Three roses lay quietly on the tray.

The little vixen said again: "Now Huahua is back, we want Huahua, what do we need to do?"

The little boy turned his head without saying a word, and looked at the paper that was put aside.

"It's great, let's start learning to fold flowers!" The little vixen let go of the tray, took the paper and sat among the children, "Do you want to learn?"

The children looked at him and nodded slowly.

So the little vixen sat cross-legged: "Let's fold flowers."

The classroom was quiet, and the children surrounded the little vixen, imitating his movements, and began to fold their own paper roses.

Time passed slowly, and the sun set in the blink of an eye, and it was time to leave school.

The parents were waiting for their children at the door of the classroom, and they were a little surprised to hear the silence inside.

"Why is it so quiet today?"

The teacher laughed when he heard the words: "A new teacher came today and taught the children to fold paper roses. Now they are all folding flowers."

As soon as the words were finished, another teacher came out leading a little boy: "Taotao, mom is here. Let's go home with mom."

mom.

The little boy Taotao looked up at his mother, and stretched out his hand to hold her hand.

The tired-looking mother pulled her child and asked gently: "What did you learn at school today? Is the new teacher good at folding flowers?"

Flowers.

"We have three flowers, parents and baby. So after our baby comes home, how about giving a flower to the parents who have worked hard all day? Parents should also be rewarded with flowers."

That beautiful little teacher seemed to be talking to herself again.

"Huahua is very delicate, and so are mom and dad. So if the baby needs something, let's not make a scene, okay? Let's signal to mom and dad slowly and gently."

The little boy stopped.

The mother stopped sharply immediately, and she knelt down to look at her child: "What's the matter, Taotao?"

The little boy lowered his head and called out slowly and softly, "Mom. Mom."

Taotao's mother was startled suddenly, and saw the little boy take out a flower from his pocket.

It was a rose with pruned thorns, hidden in the pocket of the child, already a little wilted.

"Here you are." The little boy handed the rose to his mother, "Flower."

Tears welled up.

Taotao's mother hugged her child violently, choked up and said, "Thank you Taotao, mom likes it so much."

……

Tu Twelve turned his head abruptly.

"What's the matter Twelve?" Brother Yang immediately asked, "Did something be left at the school?"

They had just come out of the special school, and they happened to meet after school, and outside the school were all excited parents, so their car moved extremely slowly.

If something is left behind, there is still time to go back and get it now.

"It's nothing." He turned back with a smile, hugged the pillow and said triumphantly, "I heard a little bit of good news."

"Mysterious." Brother Yang smiled, "But I really didn't expect that you still have this side. I thought you were still a child, and you are so good at taking care of children."

The little vixen smiled: "I am coaxing the children like Mr. Shen."

A magician should be a profession that brings people happiness, so no matter what kind of children they are, they should experience happiness from it.

And their vixen's talent is charm, and they can root every word in the human mind.This is a dangerous power. When I went down the mountain, my master also told me not to use it at will.

But...he seems to know how to use this power correctly.

"Brother Yang." The little fox shouted, "I suddenly like magic."

Brother Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What's the matter, you didn't like it before? You used to talk about Shen Jiusi, but I can't tell you didn't like it."

Tu Twelve just buried his face and smiled.

"It just grew to be more like it," he said softly.

All of a sudden, I really miss Teacher Shen.

When Mr. Shen turned children into chickens, did he feel the same way as me?Want to watch your pups get better and better?Would you like the cub family to get happiness from magic?

Surely it will.

Teacher Shen is such a gentle monster.

The little vixen hugged the pillow tightly, buried her face and asked vaguely: "Brother Yang, will Teacher Shen be back tomorrow?"

"How can it be?" Brother Yang replied casually, "Isn't he going to be a judge? The Hiro royal family likes him very much. He must have a lot of entertainment when he goes. And the Imperial Academy of Magic, it is rare to invite him to Hiro , can you not let him give a class? I guess he may not be able to come back in half a month. "

Tu Twelve: "!!!"

So long!

Teacher Shen wants to leave his fox at home alone for half a month!

Is this something a reliable teacher would do? !

"How could it take so long QAQ"

"It's impossible." Brother Yang said while replying to the message, "Twelve, don't rely too much on your Teacher Shen. A magician of his status is very busy. You have to learn to practice at home by yourself."

The little vixen collapsed back into the seat, and the whole fox turned into a listless fox.

Brother Yang glanced back at him blankly: "What's wrong? There's ice water in the refrigerator after it's hot."

"...ice cream." The little vixen tried to bargain.

"Don't even think about it." Brother Yang retorted ruthlessly for a second, "What image do you want to use at the New Year's Eve party at the end of the year? Eat ice cream and be careful to fight for the title of pig raising champion for Mr. Shen."

"Don't listen, don't listen, Brother Yang is chanting the scriptures!" He shook his head "dululu", "I want to watch the live broadcast, I won't talk to you guys anymore!"

"What's the live broadcast?" Xiao An leaned over to take a look, "Huh? Is there still a live broadcast of their competition? I thought it was a variety show in autumn."

"Yes. The variety show in autumn is edited and then sent to broadcast." Tu Twelve said, "This live broadcast schedule is boring and long, basically only magicians will watch it."

Brother Yang was also a little curious when he heard it: "Is there any player from our Long Xia?"

"The final is gone. The last single seedling will stop at the quarterfinals." Tu Shishi said, "But the quarterfinals are not bad, you can go directly to the Imperial Academy of Magic to study!"

Brother Yang originally lost interest as soon as he heard that he would stop at the top eight, but when he heard that he could go to the Imperial Academy of Magic, he lost interest on the spot.

"Hey, tell me, it's not true that the Imperial Academy of Magic invited Robin Hills out this year."

"I guess so?" The little vixen thought for a while, then nodded, "If you're talking about the escape magic master Robin Hills, he has indeed gone to the Imperial Academy of Magic."

Only Xiao An was at a loss: "Who is Robin Hills?"

Brother Yang smacked his lips: "That was the most famous magician when I was a child. If people of my generation were to ask which magician they knew, they would [-]% answer Robin Hills. I haven't heard his name for many years. I thought..."

He said with a smile: "Don't talk about that. Twelve, what's the name of the top eight contestant Long Xia? Is there a brokerage company? This future star, we can't lose our fat to outsiders!"

"He still has to go to school for a few years!"

"You kid doesn't understand." Brother Yang said disgustedly, "If you don't contact him now, we may not be able to win over others when he graduates. He is a student of Robin Hills. There is room for maneuver .”

"Robin Hills doesn't seem to lead students alone." Tu Twelve said, "I pushed his WeChat account to you. His name is Zhou Chen. You can contact him yourself."

While talking, the game on the live broadcast had already started, so Tu Twelve put on his earphones and watched the game quietly.

By the time we got home, the competition schedule hadn't even passed halfway.

Xiao An, who was watching with her, couldn't help but said: "It seems that it will be better edited into a variety show..."

"Well, their comments are too professional, often long-winded and boring." Tu Twelve jumped out of the car, "Be careful driving on the way home, I'll go first."

He went home and didn't bother to stay in the living room.He went straight back to the house, took a shower, and lay down on the bed.

The live broadcast of the competition on the mobile phone is still going on, and Mr. Shen is slowly commenting on a player's magic tricks.

The little vixen returned to its original form, and when it heard his voice, it dazedly pulled the phone into its pocket.Then he slowly fell asleep in the string of incomprehensible languages.

The little fox in the dream returned to Tushan, and his master knocked him on the head with a "flame": "Being misbehaving at the foot of the mountain, using charms on children?"

But the little fox said: "Master's magic wand is very valuable, you can't play with it."

When the master heard it, he hated iron but knocked it several times.

The little fox hugged his head until he groaned, then withdrew his hands and said: "For the sake of your whole heart for goodness and good fruits, you will not be held accountable as a teacher."

After the old man finished speaking, he flicked his big tail: "Take this magic wand and go down the mountain."

The little vixen was thrown into the sky by him and woke up suddenly.

Through the light-blocking curtains, you can feel the strong heat outside the window.The little vixen jumped out of bed, stretched out his claws and quietly opened the curtains to see, the sun was shining outside, and he slept until noon!

It must be because he dreamed about the master that made him sleep late.

He was secretly throwing the blame in his heart when he suddenly heard something from downstairs.

The little vixen changed back into a human form and opened the door, and ran down at a fast pace the next moment.

He was so happy that his ears and tail popped out, Shen Jiusi got up and turned around, hugging a big fluffy tail.

"Why are you back?" The little vixen jumped up on the spot, hung himself on Shen Jiusi, and looked at him happily, "Brother Yang said you will have many days to come back."

Shen Jiusi put his arms around him and said with a smile: "Because I told them that there is a child in the family who is worried, so I have to go first. Then, they let me go."

The little vixen shook his tail triumphantly: "I can take care of the house if there is anything I can't let go of."

"Really?" Shen Jiusi raised his eyebrows.He put the little vixen back on the sofa, reached out and squeezed his little ears: "I miss you so much outside, so you didn't miss me."

The big tail couldn't help but swayed again, the little vixen hugged the disobedient tail, and said: "Well, since you're so worried. Then I miss you too. But just... just a little bit of you. "

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