My Time as a Cat in College

Soon the new training hall was assigned, and Lang Chen took the students to the new training hall.

The other students continued their previous training, and Qi Xiaohan, the only injured cat, was assigned to the fine spiritual control area.

The spiritual power fine control area, as the name implies.

Lang Chen pointed out a position for the kitten following, and the kitten climbed up and raised its front paws.

"I will use my spiritual energy to carve eggs here this afternoon, and I will continue to practice with my classmates after I get better tomorrow."

Qi Xiaohan listened, glanced at the basket of wooden blocks placed next to him, and fell silent.

Carve eggs?

After Lang Chen arranged the tasks for the kitten, he sat not far away and watched the students train.

Many freshmen in the agile zone are exhausted, and their movements have gradually slowed down, and even a few fluffy ones have fallen down.

Lang Chen raised his eyes and glanced, knocked on the table next to him, beckoning the students not to be lazy.

"Go on, keep pace."

The students in the agile zone wailed. Seeing that the instructor was watching them there, they could only honestly get up again and continue to swoosh in the agile zone.

This area is suppressed by spiritual power, because it is only here that Lang Chen has adjusted the lowest level for the freshmen. When he waits to enter the course, it will not be so easy.

Qi Xiaohan glanced over there and saw that his classmates were busy, and then he looked at the wooden blocks here, and suddenly felt a sense of happiness.

Perceiving that Qi Xiaohan was not moving, Lang Chen glanced over here.

Qi Xiaohan immediately pressed the cat's claws on the wooden block, urging his spiritual power, as if he was about to start.

These wooden blocks randomly piled up here are not ordinary blocks. When Qi Xiaohan began to use spiritual power to grind the blocks, he discovered that these blocks seem to be extraordinarily hard and brittle in texture, which is very difficult to handle.

Qi Xiaohan's spiritual power condenses into an invisible blade, grinding the piece of wood bit by bit.

This requires gradual and precise control of spiritual power, and one can easily fail if one fails. Qi Xiaohan made a little progress after wearing out the two pieces of wood, holding the pieces of wood cautiously.

Lang Chen turned his head inadvertently, and saw that the kitten was holding the wood block that had been ground into an egg shape with three paws at this time, and the cat's head was lowered. The whole cat was very solemn and treated as if facing a big enemy. That piece of ochre willow, cat ears move from time to time.

Qi Xiaohan gradually transformed the spiritual power originally condensed into blades into a curved sheet-like spiritual power like sandpaper. He polished the wooden egg made purely with spiritual power a little bit, and he noticed Lang Chen’s gaze. Kitty cat raised her head, meowed, and raised the wooden egg with two kitty paws for Lang Chen to see.

As soon as Lang Chen collected his hand, Qi Xiaohan's wooden egg was in his hand. Lang Chen took a faint look and threw it next to the kitten covered in sawdust, "Generally, continue polishing."

"I said that after passing it, I will engrave other things."

After speaking, I heard the kitten oh, and the ears that had stood up cheerfully collapsed, and returned to the pile of wood to hold the eggs and polish.

After one day of training, Qi Xiaohan Kitty cat limped and walked outside.

Qi Xiaohan’s original team members gathered around,

"Xiaohan, are you okay with your legs?"

"Thanks to your quick reaction, otherwise the fireball would fall to the head."

"I invite you to dinner tonight."

The little white cat looked at the big cats surrounding her, raised her hind paws, and said that she had no major problems, "It doesn't hurt very much, so I scalded the skin and lost a piece of fur, and it will be fine when it grows back. "

When the little lion heard it, he looked at Xiaohan's hind paw with guilt. Losing Fuzzy, as a cat, losing Fuzzy is a big deal!

The little lion licked the little white cat’s ear and rubbed her: "Don’t worry, Xiaohan, shall we invite you to dinner tonight?"

The other big cats also nodded again and again, looked at the bandaged hind legs of the little white cat, and looked back, fearing that they would be sad if Xiao Han noticed it.

Lang Chen came over and saw the little cat talking with other students. He thought of the cat's injuries today, and then think about the cat eating messy things in the circle of friends on weekdays. Lang Chen Reached out and picked up the cat, and said: "Recently, I have to eat lightly, and eat less food outside. Come to the cafeteria with me."

After speaking, he hugged the cat and left.

The little white cat lay in Lang Chen's arms, looked up at his brother, and gave a meow.

Eat the canteen?

Eating in the cafeteria is also very good and relatively affordable.

As the kitten thought this, the tip of his tail swayed, and he lay down again.

Lang Chen glanced at the cat, suddenly stretched out his fingers and lifted the hind paws of the little white cat, and checked her fur.

Qi Xiaohan was taken aback, meowed, and then listened to the flat voice above his head:

"It's almost done for an afternoon rest. You can train normally tomorrow."

Qi Xiaohan:?

Meow?

Is your tiger a bit too much?

Lang Chen met the cat's eyes with rounded ears, reached out and twisted the cat's head over and patted her.

The food in the cafeteria today is still very good, probably to take care of the sick cat. Lang Chen put the kitten in place, and after a while he brought two meals, one in front of the kitten.

Qi Xiaohan looked at the super large portion of cat rice, and then looked up at Lang Chen of course. This tiger must have no idea about the appetite of cats.

Probably never had a cat.

Of course, why do tigers keep cats? This makes no sense.

Only humans like to keep cats.

Kitten sighed very humanely, raised the cat's paws and pushed the plate in the direction of Langchen. Just when he wanted to say something, Lang Chen raised his eyes, with questions in his eyes:

"Need to be fed?"

Lang Chen picked up the kitten's spoon and brought the food to the cat's mouth, seriously waiting for Qi Xiaohan to open his mouth.

Kitty cat:...

Seeing the little white cat looking at him speechlessly, instead of eating the cat meal he brought to his mouth, Lang Chen reached out and touched the kitten's cheeks and ordered: "Eat well and not be picky eaters."

Qi Xiaohan:............

Okay, nothing said, this tiger has already completed her whole set of actions.

I never saw that Brother is such a tiger.

Qi Xiaohan did not refuse Lang Chen’s feeding anymore, anyway, her spoon was very small, although it was mostly used for decoration, after all, she had no chance to use the spoon most of the time before she became human, but the food was delivered to her mouth. By the way, I don't know if this kind of treatment will be available in the future.

Need to cherish.

Lang Chen was only slightly satisfied when he watched the cat sip the meal he gave him.

This kitten is still obedient, and if you don't let it be picky eaters, you really won't be picky eaters.

It's just that the kitten eats too little...Lang Chen glanced at the kitten's appetite, and felt that he was not so satisfied.

Lang Chen picked up the paper towel on the side, wiped the kitten's mouth and claws, then cleared the tableware and looked at the little white cat:

"Let's go back to the dormitory."

When Qi Xiaohan returned to the dormitory, he happened to meet Lusha.

Lusa was a little surprised when she saw Lang Chen sending the kitten back, and she couldn't help but glance at it more.

Lang Chen nodded with her, and when he was about to leave, she was stopped by Lusha: "President, my hometown gave me some specialty products. You happen to be here. Take some back."

Lang Chen originally wanted to refuse, but suddenly thought of the poor Dorn in the dormitory, he stopped, and he really waited.

Lusha was a little surprised. Seeing that the vice president really agreed, she quickly said: "Then you wait a moment."

After speaking, he reached out and picked up the kitten and headed upstairs.

Qi Xiaohan and Senior Sister Lusha went back to the dormitory together. Lusa's dormitory was messy at this time. The dormitory was a two-person dormitory. Another high-cold Senior Sister Snow Leopard was plucking her own fur in a collapsed state, pulling the law while pulling the law. .

This posture scared the kitten.

Lusha saw it, touched the kitten's fur, and said without any surprise: "It's okay, your senior sister is going to make up the exam soon, and she's crazy."

"By the way, why did you come back with Lang Chen?"

Lang Chen is a tiger who pays great attention to his own space. When he rests, he will not be with the students in the student union or the students, but he will go to the training room or go back to the dormitory to rest.

Qi Xiaohan talked about what happened today, and raised his paw by the way to show the senior sister that he was injured.

Lusa looked at the kitten’s wrapped hind legs. She had noticed that the kitten’s hind legs were wrapped. Unexpectedly, because of this, Lusa immediately looked at the kitten with affection: "This is the first thing that happened. Once, Xiaohan, you will be recorded in the fire spirit against the unexpected situation in the future."

"what?"

Lusha explained: "There will be a booklet for this kind of accident, which will be distributed to the students at that time, explaining what the training process is and what accidents will happen. Xiaohan, you are for future students with extraordinary talents. We are thundering."

Kitty cat: "Meow..."

It sounds okay, but why does it feel so embarrassing.

The little white cat turned his ears.

Lusa found two small boxes from her cabinet, gave one to the white cat, and planned to take the other.

Qi Xiaohan was still complaining that Senior Brother Langchen gave her a huge meal, thinking she was a picky cat food.

When Lusha heard this, she couldn't help laughing, her eyebrows and her eyes curled with a smile: "What the hell, Lang Chen told you not to be picky eaters?"

The little white cat raised his head: "Yes, that's what he said."

Lusha: "He is picky about eating, okay. At first we didn’t know, but after a long time together, we found that he didn’t eat green onion, coriander, grapefruit, and resolutely refused broccoli, fried, or spicy. Every time the president is dragged to a dinner party, he has to sit dignifiedly for a long time. Even if we don’t know, we don’t say what we don’t like to eat."

Now it's Langchen's turn to educate freshmen not to be picky eaters.

Could this tiger keep this in mind for a long time, right?

Also, such a perfectionist tiger.

When Lang Chen waited downstairs until Luca came down, he saw Luca handing him the souvenirs. His eyes looked like a smile, but they were meaningful.

Gee tee.

Lang Chen:?