Chapter 79 The days spent with Miss Rongrong (4)
In a small study room in the palace.
"This word is pronounced 'dream', and this word is pronounced 'thinking', this is how it is written." Lu Yuan sat next to Ning Rongrong and taught seriously.
"The original meaning of the word "dream" is something that people experience in their sleep when they are sleeping. It is called a dream."
Ning Rongrong blinked, "Then Rongrong also had a dream last night! I dreamed that Rongrong was riding on Xiao Yuan's head and playing around outside last night."
After hearing what Ning Rongrong said, Lu Yuan's face suddenly filled with black lines.
Forget it, you dreamed about riding on my head.
"Yes, this is the so-called dream." Lu Yuan said helplessly.
Forget it, what can he say to Ning Rongrong? After all, no one can freely decide what his dream is when it comes to dreams.
Although there is a saying that what you think about every day is what you dream about at night.
"Come on, Rongrong, take a look at how I write the word "dream." Lu Yuan took the pen and paper and wrote in straight handwriting in front of Ning Rongrong.
A big word "dream" appeared in front of Ning Rongrong.
"Then, write it for me once. Just follow my calligraphy. Then write it ten times. You should be able to remember how to write the word "Dream". Lu Yuan handed the pen to Ning Rongrong.
Ning Rongrong immediately took the quill and wrote on the expensive white paper with a strange gesture.
The handwriting she wrote was also crooked compared to Lu Yuan's. Halfway through, she seemed to have forgotten which stroke to write next, so she could only copy Lu Yuan's dream character and write it down with the wrong stroke.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Lu Yuan suddenly became anxious, and then grabbed Ning Rongrong's little hand that was writing.
Ning Rongrong only felt that she was being held in a warm embrace, and a good smell came from Lu Yuan's body, which was different from the fragrance on her body, and different from the smell of her two grandfathers and her father.
It has a light, somewhat refreshing smell, not fragrant or rich, just like the smell of a sun-dried quilt.
Full of sunshine.
Lu Yuan didn't think too much. He thought he might as well hold Ning Rongrong's hand and let her write with his own hand several times before she would remember it.
After all, he was taught this way by his teachers when he was in kindergarten in his previous life.
"Come on, I'll take you to write it twice, and then you can write it again, and hold the pen like this." Lu Yuan fiddled with Ning Rongrong's little hand, feeling nothing in his heart.
After all, Ning Rongrong is now a six-and-a-half-year-old child, and Lu Yuan is not a pervert. He now has the guts to teach Ning Rongrong as his sister.
Don't get me wrong, he doesn't have Tang San's idea of a Japanese girl, it's just that Ning Rongrong is still young, so let's use a metaphor.
Ning Rongrong felt the touch of Lu Yuan's hands on her palms. It was warm and itchy, but quite comfortable.
So she didn't resist.
Then Lu Yuan held her right hand and practiced writing over and over again.
Under Lu Yuan's tutelage, and because she was naturally intelligent, Ning Rongrong learned writing very quickly.
Later, when the adult Ning Rongrong thought of this time, she couldn't help but smile with joy.
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"Millions of troops obey my orders!" Lu Yuan stood in the back garden of the palace and shouted loudly.
A huge scythe appeared in his hand. The Death Star Scythe in Odyssey's skin was not as evil as the original Darkin Scythe.
At least the ball in the main body of the Darkin Demon Scythe is the eyeball of Raast. It looks smart and sinister, and has an evil feeling like the uncanny valley effect.
But the bead on the Death Star Scythe is not an eyeball, but just a bead, similar to a planet-like bead, and it looks much normal.
Ning Rongrong was sitting on a small stool aside, looking at Lu Yuan's Death Star Scythe, his eyes were shining, "Handsome! Xiao Yuan is so handsome!"
Lu Yuan was a little helpless. After he completed today's teaching work ahead of schedule, he thought that since he hadn't summoned a martial spirit for so long to practice fighting, it was just right to practice at this time.
But Ning Rongrong suddenly felt energetic and ran over to watch him summon his martial spirit.
"And what Xiao Yuan said, 'Millions of great armies obey my orders'!" Ning Rongrong clapped her hands and imitated Lu Yuan's tone as she repeated, her eyes filled with stars, "Handsome! And what is a great army?"
"It means the army." Lu Yuan immediately explained.
"But... Xiao Yuan, didn't you say that your hair would change after you summoned the martial spirit?" Ning Rongrong said with another wink.
"What are you talking about? That is the special ability of my martial soul." Lu Yuan said.
Then, he held the scythe high and said in an unparalleled chuuni posture, "My era... has begun!"
Originally, when he first read these voice packs, Lu Yuan felt a sense of shame.
But now that I have read it a lot, I have become accustomed to it, and...
There seems to be no such thing as chuunibyou in this world, because everyone calls them "chuunibyou".
For example, when using a soul skill, they must read the name of the skill. Another example is when a special martial soul is possessed by a martial soul, they also have to shout something.
For example, the spirit manifestation of the Qibao Glazed Sect will say "Seven Treasures are famous". The Blue Lightning Overlord Sect also has this habit. Even in the original plot, the martial soul fusion technique of Master, Flanders and Liu Erlong is called the Golden Holy Dragon. Quite average.
Thinking about it this way, Lu Yuan felt quite relieved again.
You see, they are not embarrassed, why should I be embarrassed?
Lu Yuan activated the "Shadow Assassin" form.
The Death Star Scythe hangs high in the sky, with the shrunken planet as the main body of the scythe as the center, and azure blue light envelopes the Death Star Scythe and his body like a black hole.
The Death Star Demon Scythe turned into a huge blue scythe, and Lu Yuan's short black hair instantly turned into long, blue hair like Odyssey Kayn.
The whole person's temperament suddenly became deep, silent, and secluded, like a hunter waiting for an opportunity in the dark.
"Xiao Yuan, you can really grow your hair!" Ning Rongrong suddenly shouted excitedly, "You look like this... so good!"
"I still have a second form." Lu Yuan's mentality became childish inexplicably at this time, and he felt like he was a middle-class player when he played games before, "Witness the giant wheel rolling! The pinnacle of unclean creation!"
"Death Star Avatar" form!
The Death Star Scythe hung high in the sky, with the shrunken planet as the main body of the scythe as the center, and blood-red light shrouded the Death Star Scythe and his body like a black hole.
The Death Star Demon Scythe turned into a huge blue scythe, and Lu Yuan's long blue hair suddenly turned into blood red like Odysseus' Astra. (For details, please take a look at Kayn’s red colorful skin)
Just when Lu Yuan and Ning Rongrong were fiddling with their martial spirits...
"Xiaoyuan, Rongrong." A gentle voice came.
Lu Yuan turned around and saw Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo.
I am considering whether to let the male protagonist run away. I would like to give you a suggestion. Is it better to simply establish a relationship with the Qibao Glazed Sect here and then develop it later, or to just eat soft rice.
