law of courtship

It was at the press conference of the Chujiang Research Institute that Zhilan really realized the influence he had created.

Zhi Lan was invited by Dr. Qiu Zheng to participate in the announcement of Zilan's "reserve members". Although Milena repeatedly prevented this "top-tier idol" from announcing his relationship too soon, Zhi Lan insisted on bringing Song to the event.

Milena saw that the persuasion was ineffective, so she stopped struggling, and accompanied them all the way, helping them with their clothes for formal occasions.In terms of aesthetics, there are really few species that can compare with female birds and humanoids. After all, gorgeous feathers are their natural beliefs.

The two sets of suits are one size larger and one size smaller, and the styles and shapes are different, but the buttons, dark patterns and lines in the details match one by one. The low-key fit is the highest state of couple clothing.

That suit has a bit of a dovetail design. Milena's selfish intention is to dress him as a flower protector. The slightly flared hem makes his figure more slender. The bow tie is dignified and decent, and the long hair is combed back. The taste of a noble deacon.

As for Zhilan, Milena's selfishness was even more undisguised. He put gorgeous accordion pleats on the front of his shirt, wore a butterfly bow tie that matched his hair color around his neck, and fixed his forehead hair into a delicate side part with hairspray. , Properly a little prince with blue hair.

Zhi Lan was restrained by the crisp suit, and felt a little restrained: "Sister, I'm going to the press conference, not my debut."

Milena unfolded a blue towel, folded it in her hands for a while, put it in Zhilan's breast pocket, and laughed, "You still need to debut? Baby, you are already a superstar."

It was the first time for a rough guy who sells wine to be so well-dressed and uncomfortable. He wanted to say something to Milena, but fell silent after seeing Zhilan's appearance.

Zhi Lan leaned over to help him straighten his tie with a curious face, Song lowered his eyes to stare at him, Zhi Lan's thin lips were pursed lightly, his expression focused as if he was solving a quadratic equation in two variables, his slender and long fingers hooked On his neck, the cool fingertips grazed Lian Jue's Adam's apple from time to time, the movements were very light, which made his skin itchy.

Omega's gentle almond eyes blinked, and the tip of her small nose twitched lightly. This gorgeous outfit was unexpectedly harmonious on him, and it was even more pleasing to the eye than Song expected, as if he was born to be so delicate and dazzling.

Song thought, this is his own omega.

The little prince shining like a sapphire.

Song had a dark thought untimely, whether only by hiding Zhilan can he have him with peace of mind.

Song knows that he can't do this, and Zhilan will become more mature and better every day, as he expected, to realize his value of "living" in the vast world.

The little bird held in the palm finally has the ability to fly freely.

Song bowed and handed his arm to Zhilan, with a smile on his lips: "Little prince, let's go."

Song got the answer that he had considered for a long time. Their spouse relationship is not about nurturing, support or unilateral protection. Zhilan may not need these, what he needs is more equal and respectful love.

The car slowly drove into the venue where the press conference was held. Zhi Lan heard the click of the reporters pressing the camera shutters outside the car window, and the flashes were constantly lighting up.

Song pinched his fingertips and asked softly, "So happy?"

"It's so lively," Zhi Lan couldn't sit still, and pressed his forehead against the car window and said excitedly, "Are they all here to visit our house?"

"Yes," Song smiled: "Restraint later, don't talk too much."

Zhilan straightened his face, and said seriously: "I know, Sister Milena taught me to have the burden of being an idol, by the way, where is my burden?"

Song shook his head helplessly, if Zhilan is an idol, he must be the one who is most close to the people.

Idol baggage?Impossible.

The light ahead became brighter and brighter, and when their car stopped, the body was surrounded by layers of "long guns and short cannons" in the hands of reporters.

Sure enough, Zhi Lan didn't find out where her idol burden was, so she took the initiative to open the car door, and greeted everyone with a smile.

"Hi, you're here early, thank you for your hard work."

"Will it be cold if you wear so little? Go in early, there is air conditioning inside."

"Can you stop flashing my eyes? I can't keep them open."

"I can't hear you talking together, can you come one by one?"

Song got out of the car after Zhilan, ignored the overwhelming cheers, and walked into the venue without saying a word, covering Zhilan's shoulders, like a conscientious bodyguard. The reporters quickly saw Song's identity, and only blamed him for that The recognition of long hair is too high——

In the news not long ago, the unknown gentleman who abducted the national treasure.

The reporters immediately fried the pot:

"Little Blue Hair, who is he? Can you introduce me?"

"Did you go to the playground with him last time?"

"Misunderstood, misunderstood, it turned out to be the uncle bodyguard, not a bad guy."

"I just said, how could anyone dare to abduct Zilan."

The reporters yelled Zhilan's name loudly, and like fans in high spirits, they clasped Zhilan's ears, clamped his elbows on his side and lifted him up, quickened their pace as if defiantly, and half-hugged him like he was catching a chicken. Zhilan walked forward.

Zhilan's feet were almost hanging in the air, and he didn't forget to turn around and explain to everyone:

"You guys are mistaken. He didn't abduct me. I wanted to go to the amusement park myself."

"Also, he's not a bodyguard, he's my uncle."

"By the way, he's not a human, he's a vulture..."

Song couldn't bear it anymore and covered Zhilan's mouth, sticking to his ear and said: "Don't say too many good things?"

Zhi Lan blinked shyly, her lips muttered: "They are so enthusiastic, I can't help it."

Song shook his head, a parrot is a parrot, as long as people make fun of it, they will talk non-stop.

10 minutes before leaving the venue, the two were guided by the staff to sit down, Song was invited to the guest seat, but Zhi Lan was brought to the guest seat, where he sat with Dr. Qiu Zheng and Dr. Lin Mao.

Reporters also entered the venue one after another. The entire venue was packed, but everyone kept quiet and maintained the solemn and solemn atmosphere of the official press conference.

Except Zhilan.

Zhilan was watched by hundreds of eyes, but he didn't feel stage fright at all. He couldn't help but chat with the two researchers beside him. He covered his mouth with his hands and asked in a low voice:

"Sister-in-law, will my brother be sent back tomorrow?"

"Have our eggs hatched? Do you have any photos for me?"

"Grandpa Mao, I heard that you are going to retire, do you want to go back to Bazhou to play with me?"

Qiu Zheng and Lin Mao were almost amused by him, trying to maintain their facial expressions, tapped the sitting microphone in front of him, indicating that the press conference was about to officially start, and Zhi Lan could barely hold back his excitement.

Qiu Zheng turned on the standing microphone and nodded to the press seats. After a burst of applause, the official press conference of the Chujiang Institute, which was broadcast live globally, officially began.

The reporters took out their recording pens and held their breath. After Qiu Zheng delivered the opening speech in a generous and polite manner, he went straight to the topic and directed the reporters' attention to the big screen behind him.

On the colorful LED screen, a scene was cut into a certain cub nursing room of the Chujiang Research Institute. A crumpled cub was wrapped in a soft cotton mattress. It seemed that it had just been born, and its eyes had not yet open.

The reporters all gasped and whispered: "What species of cub?"

The camera cuts away. In this room, there is more than one cub. The baby’s swaddling clothes are like chubby siu mai. They are placed neatly on the nursing table, surrounded by seven or eight nurses who are busy in an orderly manner. Feed, change diapers, and pat your crying pup on the back.

The reporters discussed again: "Why are there so many? Is it a rare species?" "What kind of species is so fertile? It seems that there are more than a dozen of them. What a happy event." "Chujiang Institute tried some kind of reproductive assistance technology, Made a major breakthrough?"

The camera turned again, exited from the room, and swept across the door of another room with uninterrupted shooting techniques. The scene in it was similar, with a dozen cubs and seven or eight nurses, until the camera passed the In the room, the reporters finally couldn't help but boil up:

"My God, are there so many rare cubs?" "They are so cute and energetic!" "Quickly announce their identities, this will be a feat in the history of rare species protection!"

Qiu Zheng paused, leaning on the microphone to look at the reporters present, and explained in a low voice: "Sorry, everyone, this is not a feat, but atonement."

Under the astonished eyes of the reporters, Qiu Zheng told them the sufferings that Zhiyuan Xinhui and his wife had suffered, and the real life experience of these more than 60 cubs.

All the guests and reporters were silent, and at the same time, the hundreds of millions of viewers who saw this scene through the live broadcast were also silent, and the world seemed to be quiet at this moment.

The sorrows and joys of the world are not connected, but as human beings, we all have basic empathy, the kind of compassion and kindness that come from the bottom of our hearts when we see others suffer.

This kindness can be comfort or silence. People thousands of miles away can only witness this "redemption" through the Internet. They cannot speak out, communicate, or respond. All they can do is remain silent.

The entire venue was so quiet that a needle could be heard, as if deep guilt was brewing. Qiu Zheng's words broke the tranquility:

"On behalf of the Chujiang Research Institute, I apologize to Zilan, and at the same time express my deep apologies to other rare species that have suffered from 'gene selection'. I do not ask for forgiveness. I just want to let everyone know through this press conference that we have violated Abandoning the original intention of species protection, the atonement I am talking about is to face up to the evil deeds of primitive humans and return them true freedom and equality.”

Zhi Lan couldn't stand the depressing atmosphere around him, fumbled for a while on the microphone, turned on the switch, coughed lightly, and drew everyone's attention to himself.

Zhi Lan nodded to Qiu Zheng, with a calm tone, and even smiled: "On behalf of the Zilan family, I accept the apology from the Chujiang Research Institute."

Song's eyebrows in the guest seat twitched, and he unconsciously pinched the seam of his trousers with his fingertips, feeling an ominous premonition.

Within five seconds, his hunch was confirmed by Zhi Lan.

Don’t buy fabric sofas for cats, and don’t let parrots get the microphone——From a sociologist’s book "Humanoid Observation Notes".

The well-dressed little blue fur sat up straight and discovered the beauty of the microphone: it can amplify his voice many times, so that everyone can hear his words. This wonderful temptation is simply... irresistible.

"Don't feel guilty. My parents are doing well now. They live in the city and are in good health. The institute has given them their freedom, so I don't blame the institute."

"Using your words... this is called... How can knowing your mistakes improve?"

"Let's all smile, look at my little baby, how cute, there are so many little blue hairs, are you unhappy?"

"Ah, I almost forgot, they haven't grown their hair yet...it doesn't matter, they will all be little blue hairs in a while."

"I still have to ask the institute to help me take care of my younger siblings. Our family really doesn't have the ability to raise so many cubs, so the institute is really great, and the nurses have worked hard."

"The greatest is my sister-in-law... Dr. Qiu Zheng, who actually hatched all the eggs that had been frozen for many years."

"By the way, they are my younger siblings, right? It is said that the birth time of birds and humanoids is counted from the moment they emerge from their shells, so... I should be considered an older brother, right?"

.........

The second half of the press conference ended with Zhi Lan's stand-up comedy.

I have to say that Zhi Lan has an innate physique of a comedian, and successfully coaxed the heavy-hearted reporters to bend over with joy. The atmosphere of the live broadcast was completely happy, and many broadcast media even opened the barrage function , to give global audiences a communication space.

【Hi everyone, I'm new here. Is this a chat show hosted by Little Blue Hair? 】

[Baby is so tired talking alone, I'll be fine if I'm on the scene, I'll definitely chat with him]

[I also think that those reporters are too reserved, no one dares to answer]

[One thing to say, little blue hair needs a compliment]

[I'm looking forward to two years later, when all the blue-haired cubs in the Chujiang Institute grow up...]

【Don't be nervous, they can talk to each other, with so many little parrots, they won't be alone】

[Xiao Lanmao said that he might be a video blogger, please leave a message and teach him how to start a live broadcast]

[Live broadcast is available, we can chat with him]

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After the press conference was successfully concluded, Zhi Lan stopped Dr. Qiu Zheng in the backcourt: "Sister-in-law, I have a question."

Qiu Zheng's ears were a little numb, as if calloused, he took half a step back like a conditioned reflex, and asked cautiously: "What's wrong?"

Zhi Lan tilted his head, with a serious expression: "I counted them in the video just now, and there are 65 cubs in total, and there is one less."

Before Qiu Zheng could speak, Lin Mao laughed and took over the conversation: "There is an egg just like you, a little idiot, relatively slow, all brothers and sisters are out of the shell, he is still in the shell, too lazy. "

Zhi Lan was a little shy: "Then he must be very similar to me..."

Lin Mao and Qiu Zheng looked at each other, confirming the previously agreed opinion, their eyes fell on Zhi Lan's face again, and their eyes were full of love: "Xiaolan, do you want eggs?"

Zhilan froze for a moment, not understanding the meaning of his question.

Qiu Zheng and Lin Mao looked at each other with a smile, and told him in unison: "Xiaolan, we decided to leave this egg to you."

The author says:

Xiaolan can hatch eggs√

Xiaolan: Are you serious about taking a half step back?

Qiu Zheng: I admire Xiaolan's husband very much

Father Song: Don’t forget your wife is also a parrot

Qiu Zheng......