195, fancy man

Reclining under a cherry tree is a teenager who doesn't look like a human being 15 or 16 years old. His facial features look very elegant, quite like the temperament of a beautiful man in the Heian era in Japan. His short hair is pink and white, which is exactly the color of the cherry blossoms shown to him by the teacher in class, as gentle as the lips of a baby. .

The teenager seemed to be very tired, his eyes were close, and he did not wake up because of their arrival. His face is not very good. He is wearing a brown striped bathrobe (Note: a kind of clothes that Japanese often wear during sacrifices, with a simpler structure than kimonos). One foot is wearing clugs, the other foot is naked, and there seem to be several scars on the soles of the foot.

Tang Xiaotang couldn't help but remember the proverb "flower more than the ball", which means that he still loves the ball more than cherry blossoms. Later, a cartoonist adapted this proverb as "flower more man" and translated it into Chinese, that is... a fancy man, cough and X city are really in perfect match.

Chongyuan stood still and stared at the teenager in front of him, with a sad and happy complex color in her eyes, and she hadn't moved for a long time.

"Thank you for his hard work." Tang Xiaotang whispered and came to X City across the sea. It was really uncomfortable to have such a high temperature.

"What are you doing?" Zhujin asked puzzledly.

Chongyuan has taken a few steps forward, gently squatted down beside the teenager, picked up an orchid finger with one hand, and recited a few spells. The light red halo shrouded the teenager's injured feet, and soon the wounds healed little by little.

Zhujin explained to Tang Xiaotang: "The azaleas have the effect of analgesic and anti-inflammatory. Tut, it is obviously difficult to protect themselves, and there is still leisure to save the opponent. I finally saw a person better than you."

Tang Xiaotang looked at each other angrily: "You are the Virgin!" Your whole family is Our Lady!"

In the process of quarreling here, Chongyuan has healed the injury on the teenager and put his hand on his forehead.

In October, the autumn tiger in Z City was in full bloom. The teenager seemed to have some heatstroke. His forehead was hot and sweaty. Chongyuan's hands were cold and touched his forehead, which seemed to make him feel a little better. He opened his eyes hazyly, and he couldn't stand the heavy pressure of his eyelids and opened them again.

Chongyuan whispered, "I hope you can be kind to every flower demon here."

In late October, the first autumn rain of this year came late, providing suitable weather factors for transplanting cherry trees. Cherry tree plants donated by overseas students were planted on a cool and humid morning after the rain... Er, they were planted by the golf course.

"So it is said that she is paranoid." The first one is to bring the last two small stir-fry.

There were still four people having dinner together. Zhu Jin took out a thick paper bag from his sleeve and threw it on the table: "Well, the two girl can share it by themselves."

Tang Xiaotang picked it up curiously and dismantled it: "What is it?" The light green wrapping paper is exquisitely tied with fine gold thread. When you take it apart, there are more than a dozen dry flower bookmarks, including cuckoo, purple flower diced, forearcturne... It is very colorful and beautiful, and it is also carefully molded with gold characters, and fine ribbons similar to the color of the flowers are worn in the round hole.

"It's so beautiful! Did they send it from the flower demons? Wen Ting picked up a bookmark of a phoenix flower and couldn't put it down.

"Well, say thank you for our help." Originally, Chongyuan gave it to him and Tang Xiaotang, but Zhujin was not interested in these fancy gadgets, so she threw them to the girls to play separately.

Tang Xiaotang likes to look at this and that. He is both happy and a little nervous: "Thank you for our help, but in fact, we didn't help anything! The cherry tree was not intended to be planted in front of the teaching building, and it was useless... And it was overmolded, which should not be cheap.

Zhujin smiled a little cunningly and said, "I can't see it. Those flowers, demons and grass spirits are going to hold another dance party in the wasteland tonight to celebrate Chongyuan's escape. I really don't know what to say about them. They specially invited us to go together for fear that they will be found by the security guard and can't explain it.

When she heard that there was a dance party at night, Wen Ting's eyes suddenly glowed: "Monster's dance? Can I go too?"

"Yes, but you can't see it even if you go." Zhujin ruthlessly broke her vision. Indeed, except for Chongyuan, other little monsters do not have the ability to let ordinary people see their own strong magic. Wen Ting went and stared at it.

Wen Ting was right and became depressed again: "Alas... Why can't I see those monsters, ghosts and so on? Does this kind of thing really depend on their origin?"

First, I asked her to pick up vegetables and comfort her with a smile: "It has nothing to do with birth. Since ancient times, only a few of thousands of summoners, yin and yang masters and charm masters in China are from families. Even if they are born in a large family, not everyone can have yin and yang eyes."

Tang Xiaotang also echoed, "Yes, for me, although I was born in the summoner family, I can't summon anything, and Huang Qi returned to that guy, but he is a rare natural yin and yang eye in the Huang family - ah, it's better to call him to go to the dance party at night. It's rare to have such a chance."

"Huang Erqi's college was preparing for an event some time ago, and I was so busy that I couldn't even see him," the first said, "but I should be free tonight. Shall I call him out?"

After returning from hell, Huang Qihui disappeared from everyone's sight. Although it was only two weeks, even the first iron buddy could not see him, which was a little transparent and exaggerated.

"Bat it, er, or... Forget it, just hit it." Tang Xiaotang hesitated for a moment and planned to call and invite him, but he was afraid that Zhujin would blow up, so he decided to forget it.

I didn't expect Zhujin to be very open-minded: "If you want to make an appointment, you should fight by yourself. It's polite."

Tang Xiaotang stared at him for a long time as if he didn't know him, and dialed the phone suspiciously.

Huang Qi replied on the phone that she was free tonight and would definitely come to participate. She also said that it was inconvenient to have dinner with her tutor, so she hung up without saying a few words. Tang Xiaotang was trembling all the way. Every time she said a word, she had to think about it three times in her heart for fear that Zhujin would be jealous again, but strangely, Zhujin had been buried in her head and didn't listen to her at all, let alone be jealous.

It's really strange. Tang Xiaotang didn't say anything, but felt quite suspicious in his heart.

The time of the dance was about 12 p.m., when the lights of the whole school turned off. Although Wen Ting couldn't see the monster, how could she miss such a once-in-a-lifetime dance, so she still followed with an excited face.

A little girl with orange hair stood at the entrance with a sweet smile to welcome guests. When she entered the dance scene, everyone was surprised to find that the inconspicuous weed wasteland during the day was so beautiful at night, and countless firefly-sized light bulbs rose from the grass on the ground. Red, yellow, white, purple... converge into a sea of light, like a fairyland in a fairy tale, shrouded in dreamy colors.

"It's so beautiful..." Tang Xiaotang looked up at the light spots and couldn't help reaching out to grab them, but the light spots could always easily avoid her hand and swayed to the sky with the evening breeze.

A green and round little demon flapped a pair of purple wings on his head and flew over: "You are coming! Come with me. The performance is about to begin.

Zhujin was happy and poked him with his index finger: "I haven't seen you for a few days. I'm growing wings."

Ding Ding whined and bit a little skin on his fingertips. Zhujin shouted in pain and shook his hand hard.

"Demons can't look good," Tang Xiaotang said with laughter, "Don't you think they are bullied and suffer when they are small?"

Zhujin was so angry that she wanted to teach Ding Ding a lesson, but she was afraid of falling into a bad reputation for bullying the small. As a result, she let the little thing ride on her head and douting, which was really bad luck for eight lifetimes.

There are no tables and chairs on the wasteland. The flying demons hold wild fruits picked everywhere with the leaves of Bauhinia flowers for guests to eat. Wen Ting can't see the monsters flying in the sky, but she can see a bag of wild fruits rowing around in front of her eyes. This picture is enough for her to be excited all night.

The performance on the stage also began. There was no light, no scenery, or even music. More than a dozen flower demons appeared on the stage one after another to perform. The Phoenix flower demon danced dazzlingly with two swords. The fan dance of the Bauhinia flower demon was also amazing. Naturally, the most brilliant was the azalea demon heavy kite. She was dressed in a snow-white dress and spin. Turning like waves surging, overlapping, like shadows, long red hair fluttering with the wind, like a wisp of stamens, flowers are like human figures, and people are more delicate than flowers.

"After watching such a dance, no one will have the heart to shovel the azalea!" Tang Xiaotang said with emotion.

After the heavy gongs and bowed down in cheers and applause.

She is the only flower demon that Wen Ting can see. As soon as she got off the stage, Wen Ting coldly held a pen and paper to ask for an autograph. Chongyuan did not refuse. She took the pen and wrote on the paper. The two slender girls stood together, which was really interesting.

"あの..." A polite voice came, waiting for the first one to turn his head and take a look. A young man with short pink hair was coming this way, a little surprised - he didn't seem to have seen such a person just now, and the flower demons here seem to be girls, right?

The teenager came to him and said awkwardly, "すみませんが、サツキのおziさんはいらっしゃいますか (Translation: Excuse me, is the azalea sister there)?"

First concession: "???" What the hell are you talking about?

The teenager saw that he didn't understand, and became more and more nervous, and his cheeks turned slightly red: "あの,ぼくは..."

The first thing made his head light up. He couldn't understand anything else. He still understood the common first person in the animation, so he suddenly realized that this boy was Japanese! From Japan, it's a flower demon. Is it the row of cherry blossoms on the golf course?

He immediately turned his head to call Wen Ting over, but after a while, Wen Ting and Chong Yuan didn't know where they had gone. The whole wasteland was full of colorful light spots, and it was particularly hard to find people.

The teenager scratched his hair with some distress. First, he thought hard for a while and remembered a phrase: "Fed Island sack (Translation: Please wait a moment)!"