Your Majesty's Group Pet Manual [Ancient and Modern]

After washing up, the children queued up to return to the dormitory with their small washbasins in their arms.

Rong Rong stood on tiptoe, put the small washbasin back on the shelf, and turned to look for her life partner: "Eggplant?"

Eggplant ran forward: "I'm here."

The two life partners walked into the dormitory holding hands.

Suddenly, a "thorn head" poked out from behind: "Shaggy, don't cry when you go to sleep."

Rong Rong paused, and said seriously: "I won't cry."

Jiji said, "I don't believe it."

Rong Rong ignored him, trotted forward, climbed onto her little bed, and arranged the pillow and quilt.

Eggplant told him: "Rongrong, if you cry, you can call me, if you want to pee, you can also call me, I'll call the teacher for you."

"I see." Rong Rong nodded seriously, "Thank you."

The sleeping bell rang, the teacher turned off the lights in the dormitory, Rongrong lay on the small bed, grabbed the quilt, and closed her eyes.

He said silently in his heart: Good night, Grandpa Wei, good night, Grandpa Yang, good night, Grandpa Cheng, good night Eggplant, good night Tomato...

Good night Ting Ting, good night Rong Rong.

The next day, at seven o'clock in the morning, Taoyuan New City.

Grandpa got up early in the morning.

Wei Hirano stood in front of the bathroom mirror, held a comb, divided his long hair into two sides, and tied it up.

After tying up his hair, Wei Pingye put down the comb, turned on the faucet, dipped his fingers in some water, wiped it on his beard beautifully, and combed the beard well.

Wei Pingye raised his chin.

General Wei, cool grandpa, you deserve to be chosen as a TV star.

It's up to you to take His Majesty out of the orphanage!

At this time, Yang Bianzhang knocked on the door outside.

"Can you daydream in the mirror?"

Wei Pingye choked, turned his head, gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice, "Fortunately, I swore in front of my old mother's grave that I would never beat civil servants."

At this moment, Eunuch Cheng shouted in the kitchen: "Let's eat, my lords."

Wei Pingye and Yang Bizhang looked at each other, then turned and walked towards the kitchen.

After breakfast, the three of them went to Taoyuan Ancient Town.

Taoyuan Ancient Town is a new tourist attraction in the ancient city, but it has not yet been officially opened.

Early in the morning, the staff was preparing various props.

Wei Pingye looked around, found a staff member who seemed relatively free, and took out the business card from his arms.

"Excuse me, can Planning Du work here?"

The staff glanced at the business card, turned their heads, and shouted loudly: "Planning, Planning Du! Someone is looking for it!"

Holding a loudspeaker, Du Plane emerged from the crowd: "Here we come!"

Wei Pingye nodded and said hello: "Hello."

Planner Du's eyes lit up, and he held his hand: "General, hello, hello, let me familiarize you with the work first."

Wei Pingye glanced back, waved to the other two grandpas, it's done, there's no need to wait for him.

The other two grandpas turned to leave. At this time, an elderly man in a shirt and thin-rimmed glasses, surrounded by a group of young students, came from outside.

Eunuch Cheng glanced at it, and said to Yang Bianzhang in a low voice: "Teacher, this is Professor Zhang from the "History Lecture Hall". Is he the history consultant here?"

When the grandfathers were at the police station, they watched "History Lecture Hall" on time at noon every day to learn about the history of the ancient Liang Kingdom and modern people's evaluation of them.

——Those "pictures are for reference only" restored portraits are also circulated from this program!

Yang Bianzhang turned his head and took a look.

It just so happened that Professor Zhang and him met their eyes. For some reason, the two of them nodded slightly at the same time, then looked away and left separately.

Eunuch Cheng asked, "Teacher knows him?"

"Of course I don't know him." Yang Bianzhang smiled, "Wei Pingye doesn't know what's going on, so let's wait for him here first."

"it is good."

If Professor Zhang from the "History Lecture Hall" is the historical consultant here, then they can understand what is going on with the "pictures are only for reference to ancient portraits" that are scattered on the invitation letter.

In the ancient town, Du planned to take Wei Pingye to visit the workplace.

"Dressing room, lounge, clothing showroom..."

Wei Pingye looked at the armor in front of him, and Du planned to say: "Professor Zhang personally checks it, and the clothes are absolutely restored, with a pure ancient Liang flavor."

Wei Hirano nodded, already recovered.

"You try on the clothes first. If the temperament and appearance pass the test, we will immediately sign a contract and rehearse."

"Okay." Wei Pingye tugged at the skirt of his shirt, and suddenly touched a piece of paper.

By the way, he took out the red paper drawn by Yang Bizhang last night: "Planner, a literati friend of mine heard that the ancient town will change the invitation letter, so I specially helped to draw a picture."

Planning Du took the red paper and asked in confusion, "Change the invitation letter? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Wei Pingye stood up, it was Yang Bianzhang who taught him to say this.

If you ask someone to change the invitation letter for no reason, they will definitely not do it.If they take the matter of "changing the invitation letter" as a prerequisite, they will follow along.

"Okay, you try on the clothes first, I'll go out and wait for you."

Planning Du took the invitation letter casually, walked out of the clothing room, and took it to the door.

At this time, Professor Zhang and his students came face to face.

"For some reason, the invitation letter just can't be sent out, and we are also preparing to redesign..."

Planning Du held the red paper and bumped into them face to face: "Professor Zhang."

Professor Zhang nodded kindly, and looked down at the red paper in his hand: "This is?"

Du planned to pass the things over: "Oh, an invitation letter drawn by an enthusiastic person for us."

Professor Zhang took the red paper and took out reading glasses from his shirt pocket.

The students around him couldn't help shouting: "Teacher, ancient Liang characters!"

"Yes, it's ancient Liang script." Professor Zhang's hand holding the paper trembled slightly.

At this time, Wei Hirano was wearing armor and opened the door of the clothing room.

He blinked and looked at them puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Planner Du's eyes lit up: "That's the feeling. You seem to have traveled back from ancient times. Come, come, and we will sign the contract right away."

Professor Zhang also stopped him: "Hi, general, I want to know more about this painting..."

In Taoyuan Ancient Town, Yang Bizhang and Cheng Gonggong sat on a bench outside to rest.

Wearing armor, Wei Pingye ran out bang bang bang: "Hey! Lao Yang! Help me read the contract first, I feel dizzy when I see the words!"

In the next second, a group of students rushed out with a huff: "Mr. Yang, our professor is here!"

Wei Pingye: "Old Yang, help me see first!"

Yang Bizhang turned his head, and Eunuch Cheng looked at him thoughtfully: "Teacher Yang, have you already made up your mind?"

Yang Bianzhang is used to taking one step and watching three steps, and he has already calculated it since he watched "History Lecture Hall".

He knew the current vacancy in Guliang's academic research, and he also knew his own advantages and the specialties he could play. He originally planned to write to contact Professor Zhang, but he didn't expect Professor Zhang to come by himself.

Yang Bianzhang said modestly: "It's just that I watched a few more episodes of "History Lecture Hall."

At [-] o'clock in the morning, in the children's dormitory of the Little Miaomiao Welfare Institute.

A child woke up, got up, and pushed the partner next to him to wake up, and the child next to him woke up the next one.

Ten minutes later, more than a dozen children in the entire dormitory woke up.

A sea of ​​twittering chatter.

Apart from--

Eggplant lay on the bed, turned his head, and looked helplessly at the bed next to him.

Rong Rong huddled on the small bed, tightly wrapped in the quilt, there was a small protrusion in the quilt, only a small face was exposed outside.

Rong Rong remained motionless, and seemed to have no intention of waking up.

Eggplant tugged at the quilt mournfully, but no one chatted with him.

Rongrong is a little pig!

Not long after, the wake-up bell of the orphanage rang.

The children jumped up from the bed with a bang, they had been waiting to get up for a long time.

Eggplant also sat up, pushing Rong Rong: "Rong Rong, get up."

Rongrong still didn't respond, so the eggplant called him a few more times, then lay on the railing of the bed for two people, stretched out a finger, and put it under his nose.

He watched it on TV, Rong Rong shouldn't...

Suddenly, a voice sounded: "Eggplant, are you stupid?"

Eggplant turned around and saw Jiji standing in front of him.

Jiji crawled onto Rongrong's bed, patted the little bumps in the quilt: "Fluffy, wake up!"

Rong Rong rubbed her eyes: "Huh?"

Seeing that he was awake, Eggplant turned and went to get dressed.

Citing shook his face, and whispered to him: "You are crying again."

In a daze, Rong Rong shook his head: "I don't."

Citing said seriously: "You have, you cried last night, I heard it."

"No." Rong Rong whispered, "I just dreamed about Grandpa."

Maybe she cried for a few seconds, but Rongrong herself didn't remember.Then he was so sleepy that he fell asleep.

"Did you cry because you were dreaming?" Cicada felt unimaginable.

He never cried because of a dream.

Rong Rong retorted softly: "I didn't cry."

Before Jiji could speak again, the teacher's voice came over.

"My God, Kid Trick, you can't crawl on other kids' beds without clothes on!"