Coming to the Zerg: I ​​started as a useless male Zerg

Lanzhi poked his head out curiously, but his teacher didn't give him anything. He just mentioned the performance.

After all, this kind of ticket is a benefit for male insects, and female insects don’t have it. If you want to see it, you have to pay for it yourself.

Zhu Yan looked at the exquisite ticket in his hand.

"Male insects also have this benefit?"

With this ticket, the round-trip travel expenses will be reimbursed, as will the accommodation and three meals during the trip?

However, it is limited to one male insect cub and one follower elder female insect, as well as reimbursement within a fixed consumption range.

But even so, it's amazing.

"Ayan, your situation is special, it's normal that you don't know."

"Any formal school will issue these tickets to male insects before they reach the learning level but do not undergo a mental strength test."

"If you are a male insect like Ah Yan, you can go in directly after your identity is verified."

"We will also prepare a special male insect seat for you."

Zhu Yan seemed to understand and returned the ticket to Rand.

He's not going anyway.

But it seems that he can't go even if he wants to.

Lan Ci touched Rand's head and said, "By the way, Ah Yan, our Rand sings very well. His teacher gave him all A's on his report card."

Rand raised his head and waited for his father's praise, but after waiting for a long time, Zhu Yan did not respond.

Rand: “?”

At this moment, Zhu Yan's attention has shifted to the other cub that is eagerly waiting for his turn. "Does Lanzhi want to go?"

Hearing Xiong's father's question, Lanzhi answered without hesitation: "Yes!"

Zhu Yan: "I see the performance starts next week, which is still more than ten days away. Is it too late?"

Lan Ci nodded. "The performance venue is close to us, only two or three days' journey away, so their school is on holiday as normal. Otherwise, Rand would have had his holiday early."

Zhuyan: ...

Good humane system.

Rand, who didn't wait for his father's praise: ...

unhappy.

Noticing the little guy's mood, Zhu Yan rubbed Rand's head and said, "There's nothing to do at that time. Lan Ci and Lan Qing can just take the two kids with them."

Lan Qing held Zhu Yan's face and kneaded it, smiling mysteriously: "Do you want to go, Lord?"

"No, there are too many people and I'm not used to it." Zhu Yan refused very bluntly: "I prefer to sleep at home."

Lan Qing: “…”

No, not going?

She was clearly clamoring to go out every day before, so I thought she would be interested in the performance...

Lan Ci wasn't surprised: "Lazy guy."

……

Children are lively and active, and they like to stick to bamboo inkstones.

Like little followers, the two little ones would follow Zhu Yan wherever he went, begging for hugs and kisses.

Within two days, Zhu Yan became depressed.

I lay on the bed and didn't want to move at all.

If there was a hole he would crawl into it instantly.

"Hero father!"

Lande excitedly ran to Zhu Yan's bedside: "The equipment my father bought for me has arrived, and Jing Jian's husband is installing it. Can we practice singing together?"

Zhu Yan: Let me go...

"Or maybe Xiongfu will listen to me sing."

"Abao sings very well..."

Yes, yes, yes, it sounds nice!

Zhu Yan's ears were almost callused from hearing this these past two days: [Kill me... This cub really needs someone else to take care of it. I haven't gotten a good night's sleep these past two days. I want to hug my sweet, soft wife!]

Xiao Wang popped up and imitated Zhu Yan's tone, saying in a cheesy way: "How cute! Look! The cute version of Lan Ci and Lan Qing."

Zhu Yan was so angry that his hair was about to explode. He threw Xiao Wang into the small dark room and said, "Run on your running wheel!"

[Have you been exercising seriously lately? How come you're getting fatter and fatter?!]

In the end, Zhu Yan was no match for Rand.

Feeling hopeless, he accompanied the little guy to the basement.

A room in the basement has been converted into a practice room by Lan Ci Zhaochong.

When he went in, there were no bugs inside, so Jing Jian went upstairs to move other equipment.

Rand happily touched around inside.

Zhu Yan yawned again.

Male insects receive education in this area from a young age, and vocal music is actually a relatively important major course.

So it is naturally a happy thing to have a vocal practice room of your own.

It seems like school starts again.

Rand is about to start learning a musical instrument, right?

A few days ago, Zhu Yan accidentally discovered that Lan Ci had already hired a musical instrument teacher for the little guy.

But we can't relax even during the holidays.

After watching the singing room, Rand threw himself into his father's arms again, knocking Zhu Yan, who was taking a nap, to stagger.

Fortunately, Lan Ci was supporting him from behind, otherwise he might have fallen down.

Lan Ci's face was tense and his tone was serious: "Rand, don't run around at home."

Zhu Yan waved his hand and held Rand in his arms: "The child is very happy."

Rand smiled and said, "Father Xiong, when the performance is over, can I invite my friends to come over?"

Zhu Yan could hardly control the smile on his face.

But he nodded and agreed reluctantly.

I just sighed in my heart. It seems that no one at home will feel safe during this holiday.

Jing Jian carried the last part to the basement and installed it, and the vocal practice room was complete.

Lan Ci took Zhu Yan upstairs to have some snacks.

Rand was very fond of his own practice room and tried it out as soon as Jing Jian installed everything.

Lan Ci comforted the aggrieved Zhu Yan who lay in his arms, "Actually, it's better to have a lively home. Children can play around with each other, and parents don't have to worry about it."

"Aci, are you sure you can't trust a little male insect like Rand to visit a stranger's house alone?"

This question hits the nail on the head.

Lan Ci coughed strategically: "Okay, I'm worried, I have to follow."

That's my own baby.

After a while.

Jing Jian came out of the basement holding Rand.

The two, one big and one small, were chatting and laughing about the performance that was about to begin.

Rand danced with joy, his face filled with unconcealable excitement.

Zhu Yan was eating dessert, not caring about anything that had nothing to do with him.

I’m afraid that my baby will suddenly act coquettishly and ask me to accompany him to the performance. What if I give in and agree?

It seems that Lan Qing can actually make herself go to the performance.