This damn cat

When he came to look for the Holy Witch, Xie Lang was in the mood of rebellion and resistance. When he heard the words "before Dad left", Xie Lang lost his armor and armor in an instant.

How could it be possible to return to the way it was before, that was already an unimaginable happy memory.

Must have said such words on purpose to hypnotize him, right?

However, even if it is fake, it is hard to resist.

Perhaps the dragon cub is right, the holy witch is a cult-like existence.

After he said these words, Xie Lang was like a walnut whose hard shell had been broken, without the tough attitude just now.

"So, His Highness really can't participate in this competition?" Xie Lang asked the old man aggrievedly.

"The important thing is not the competition." The Holy Witch emphasized: "It's that the pair of dragon wings must be destroyed and discarded, so that His Highness cannot rely on this tool to realize his desire to fly."

Xie Lang blinked blankly, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said pleasantly: "You mean, as long as the dragon wings are confiscated as soon as possible?! Sir, the sports meeting will start this Friday! Before that, the possibility of His Royal Highness's sudden transformation Probably not, can you be more flexible and let him hand in the dragon wings after the game! I can swear to you, as soon as the game is over, I will immediately hand in the dragon wings to you at the speed of a [-]-meter sprint, is that okay?"

The holy witch was a little puzzled, and stared at Xie Lang for a while before speaking: "Why do you think he is willing to hand over the dragon wings after the game? He is relying on tools and wants to realize his desire to fly in advance."

"No, really not." Xie Lang defended the dragon cub: "His Royal Highness actually has a casual attitude towards flying. He has no sense of crisis and is really not in a hurry. He wants to participate in the competition, in fact, because he wants to His father came to the school to watch the game, and relive the time at his alma mater by the way, that's all, absolutely no idea of ​​relying on tools to fly!"

The holy witch blinked in surprise, as if stunned, but looked at Xie Lang with some doubts, trying to see if he was making excuses to intercede for Lu Ziyao.

"You promise to hand over the Dragon Wing to me immediately after the competition, and never design any aircraft for His Highness again?" Finally, the Holy Witch let go.

Xie Lang's cat eyes lit up, and he raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "I promise!"

The holy witch's face suddenly relaxed.

Warmed by this kitten's cute smile.

"Look, I just said you should smile more."

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"Yes, he agreed to let you compete." Xie Lang folded his arms expressionlessly, raised his chin with a look of "it's a trivial matter", and continued to pretend in front of the dragon cub: "I just said a few words casually , the principal thought it made sense, so he agreed."

I really didn't intend to mention that I was so moved by the headmaster's words that I almost knelt down.

"You are my lucky cat." When Lu Ziyao went downstairs, he patted the kitten's shoulder with one hand: "After school tonight, let's go to the Xiaoyugan themed restaurant for dinner."

Xie Lang didn't answer with a face of indifference, but he was actually very proud!