Chapter 082 Come to me and complain, I will help you deal with him.
Ugh. Oops.
I forgot to set the chat blocking during the live broadcast.
Although it was too late now, He Xile quickly clicked on the settings and checked this item.
"I'm dying of laughter! Can anyone understand the joy of being a fan of a double-dan? I'm dancing like crazy right now, and my mom is asking me if I'm crazy."
"Look at Lanlan's ears! You can tell how Lanlan feels by looking at her ears!"
"Yeah, hahaha. To be honest, after seeing this, I'm a little less disgusted with ears. I think these things on other people's heads, especially Lan Lan's, are pretty cool..."
"Grab the bamboo shoots in front!"
"By the way, am I the only one who likes Tails more? If Lanlan were still Tails now..."
"...Let's go, let's go." He Xile's ears turned red and he closed the live broadcast room immediately.
When he arrived at the training room, he saw His Majesty looking down, wondering what he was thinking, and felt a little guilty.
Hearing the noise, Wen Jiyu turned around and looked at He Xile's somewhat evasive eyes. The scene in his mind remained at the scene of caressing the other's cheek and feeling warm tears last night.
He frowned slightly, threw the image away, and spoke before the human could apologize, "It's okay. Even if nothing unexpected happened today, they would have known about our relationship sooner or later. Besides, my identity hasn't been exposed."
really.
Everyone only knew that Youdui taught He Xile and was considered half a teacher of He Xile, but they did not know that Youdui was His Majesty.
He Xile breathed a sigh of relief.
"Come here." Wen Jiyu went straight to the point and reached out to send the previous screen recording.
Watching the battle between the two again from the perspective of an observer, He Xile quickly discovered the mistakes he made during the battle - this was also a new skill that emerged after being forced by Wen Ji and His Majesty to watch many battle videos recently.
He Xile took the initiative to admit his mistake and pointed to one of the shots: "It's actually better to attack from below here. The opponent's chassis is obviously unstable, but I didn't notice it at all during the battle..."
Wen Jiyu: "Yeah."
"And here, I should..."
After the review, He Xile secretly glanced at His Majesty. Seeing Ji Yu's expressionless face, but not saying much, He Xile knew he had barely passed. Then, His Majesty piloted the Yudui to practice against He Xile.
He Xile didn't think much of it at first, but after receiving a few moves, he felt more and more that his movements and those of his opponent were somewhat familiar. He keenly discovered that His Majesty was guiding He Xile step by step, perfectly replicating several mistakes he had made before!
Wow.
This is too awesome——
He Xile's eyes sparkled and he was more focused during the battle.
Of course, with his current strength, he definitely could not defeat Yudui, and in the end he was pinned to the ground by His Majesty.
"Not bad." Wen Jiyu commented, "There's progress."
He Xile immediately became happy, feeling that all his efforts during this period were recognized, and he felt relaxed all over.
"Go offline, I'll come to you for dinner. I have an admission application that needs to be signed." Wen Jiyu stood up.
He Xile: "Okay."
Two people went offline.
He Xile went to wash his face, and when he returned to the room, Wen Ji and His Majesty, who lived across the corridor, had already arrived.
The other person was in He Xile's room, surrounded by smaller objects, and looked a little out of place.
——At this time, His Majesty was sitting in the soft chair next to He Xile's table. Because the chair was small, he only sat on half of it, with his legs crossed, his right wrist casually resting on his knee, and his left elbow resting on the table which was a little low for him. His body was slightly tilted, and his slender fingers moved around, playing with a small object in his palm.
Looking up and seeing He Xile, His Majesty stretched out his finger and tapped a piece of paper on the table with his fingertips, making a dull sound.
"By the way." Wen Jiyu said calmly, "I came right in. Do you mind?"
“…I don’t mind.”
People have already come in, what's the point of asking this? He Xile walked over and complained in his heart, not to mention that everyone in this palace has this problem.
He looked at the application on his desk.
The content is quite official, meaning that He Xile will attend the Noble Primary School in the fall. If you have no objection, just sign the applicant form below and submit the application before the specified date.
On the side, in the guardian column, His Majesty's name has been added.
If it weren't for the terminal translation, He Xile actually wouldn't be able to understand it, but that didn't stop him from thinking that His Majesty's handwriting was as ugly as ever.
Ah, China's calligraphy is truly a great invention.
He Xile signed his name in the applicant column.
Wen Jiyu took it and looked at it, the corners of his mouth curled up a little, and he commented: "Your handwriting is really ugly."
He Xile: “……???”
Good job.
This wave is in the atmosphere.
He Xile looked at the two lines of words on the application form and felt very dissatisfied.
His handwriting was specifically practiced for the Gaokao exam, and his teacher had even singled it out for praise, saying it was vigorous and powerful, flowing like clouds and water. The graders couldn't help but give it an extra mark or two when they saw it. And yet, His Majesty actually called his handwriting ugly?!
Whose is uglier?!
……oh.
He understood.
Is this the difference in aesthetics?
It’s like He Xile always thought that the people of Haixinna looked very cute with their furry tails and ears, but the people of Haixinna thought that humans looked best when they were white and clean, without any secondary features.
Forget it.
He is a magnanimous man and will not argue with Your Majesty.
"Isn't it just that your handwriting is ugly and your ears are flying backwards?" Wen Jiyu suddenly raised his hand and stroked He Xile's ears.
He Xile only felt a current running through his whole body from the place where he was touched.
His neck shrank and the tips of his ears couldn't help but flutter twice.
...What's going on? Touching my ears is even more stimulating than having my tail pinched?
"Quite sensitive." Wen Jiyu commented.
Seeing His Majesty reaching out to touch her again, He Xile immediately took a big step back. He covered his ears, as if facing a great enemy: "...Your Majesty, let's eat first."
Wen Jiyu didn't expect He Xile to react so strongly.
He said unhappily, "Before you were allowed to touch the tail, but now you're not allowed to touch the ears?"
"...This is different." He Xile said in a low voice.
When Your Majesty touched his tail before, there was no such electric feeling.
The guard stood aside and whispered, "Your Majesty, Lord He Xile, you may have your meal."
He had received news earlier that His Majesty would dine in Lord He Xile's room. He placed their meals on the dining table. Seeing His Majesty sitting on the narrow stool, looking somewhat uncomfortable, and thinking of last night's events, he lowered his eyes slightly and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, if you feel uncomfortable, you may return to your room to eat."
He Xile glanced at the guard in surprise.
Oh my god.
Did he hear it right?
Doesn't the guard's words mean that His Majesty should be driven away? How audacious! This is something He Xile wouldn't dare to say!
Wen Jiyu paused and said, "No need."
He seemed not to understand the guard's implication and looked towards the dining table.
There are two sets of tableware on the dining table.
He Xile's tableware is specially made according to the size and strength of human hands.
Wen Jiyou used his own set of tableware, which he placed next to He Xile's tableware. The contrast between the larger and smaller ones was very obvious.
He stared at the small set of knife and fork, and couldn't help but reach out, pinch the handle and take a look. He felt that the knife in his hand was small and light.
——Although Wen Ji Yu had personally instructed the craftsmen to make a complete set of tools and items suitable for He Xile, after they were made, the items were moved over directly without Wen Ji Yu even looking at them.
"Your Majesty?" He Xile asked.
Wen Ji said: "It's really small."
He Xile: "Your Majesty, would you like to try this set of tableware?"
Wen Jiyu immediately put the knife and fork back in front of He Xile after hearing this. He sneered, "This knife is so small, it will take until next year to cut a piece of meat. Tsk, what a hassle."
He Xile smiled and said, "It's not as exaggerated as you said."
"Oh?" Wen Jiyu held his chin with his hand and raised his eyes, "Then cut one and let me see."
He Xile: “…”
So what is the serious illness of Your Majesty?
He Xile saw that Ji Yu was still staring at him, not wanting to give up, so he had to demonstrate how to cut meat with a knife and fork. His movements were neat and he finished the meat quickly: "Look."
His Majesty took the opportunity to push his share of meat in front of He Xile.
He Xile: “?”
He Xile blinked, took the plate and began to help His Majesty divide the food.
His Majesty looked at this scene and said lazily, "Has anyone ever said before that it's comfortable to get along with you?"
He Xile shook his head: "No."
He Xile did have a lot of friends in high school, and after coming to Haixinna, people here seemed to like him as well. But the former was probably because he always had good academic performance, and the latter was because of his uniqueness, just like the status of giant pandas in China.
As for Your Majesty.
He Xile couldn't help but take another look at the handsome man with silver hair, red eyes and a leisurely posture opposite him, thinking, maybe it's because he acts like he's easy to bully, or maybe His Majesty has a very bad taste?
But He Xile didn't think it was a big deal.
In He Xile's opinion, he was already eating and living at the other party's house, and he also received a lot of pocket money. He lived a comfortable life, could go to school, and quickly integrated into the life of a normal person. All of these were due to His Majesty's status.
Moreover, no matter how you look at it, Your Majesty has not treated him unfairly.
As a human, he was too weak. Despite his precious status, he had no ability to protect himself. If he fell into the hands of others, he would definitely not be able to live such a comfortable life. He might even lose his most basic rights. For example, like Canglong did, they would sell He Xile to a noble as a pet, or send him to an underground laboratory for dissection and research...
Therefore, it is not a big deal if His Majesty has some minor flaws that are not a big deal to He Xile.
"Okay." He Xile picked up the cut plate and put it back in front of His Majesty.
Wen Jiyu stared at He Xile for a few seconds, then lowered his eyes to look at the food on the plate, which was cut into a mess because of improper method and not following the grain of the meat. He asked, "What if someone else asked you to do something similar?"
He Xile said without hesitation: "No help."
——He spoils His Majesty because His Majesty has problems.
Others don't have this problem.
"Ha." Wen Jiyu was obviously satisfied with He Xile's answer. He laughed happily, "And then?"
And then?
He Xile looked confused.
Wen Jiyu put a piece of meat into his mouth and chewed it. He said slowly, "Then come to me and complain. I will help you deal with him."
He Xile: "...Okay."
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