Dragon Raja: Back from Tiling, My Mother Lu Mingfei

"I really want to be my mom's dog."

The activity room fell silent for a moment.

Then someone raised a question.

"What?"

"dog?"

Did I hear that right?

Chen Wenwen was stunned.

Su Xiaoqiang was helpless.

Liu Miaomiao was curious.

Lu Mingfei covered his face.

Zhao Menghua was overjoyed.

He originally thought Huai Xu would recite a proper poem, but he didn't expect this person to reveal his true colors right away.

Okay, let Chen Wenwen see what kind of person you are.

Huai Xu ignored the commotion below and continued reciting.

He pronounced each word very clearly.

Every word was spoken with great emotion.

"Written in the style of Huai Xu".

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"I really want to be my mom's dog."

"But Mom said she likes cats, and I cried."

"I know why I'm crying, since I'm neither a dog nor a cat. Because I'm actually a mouse."

The commotion in the activity room gradually subsided.

It wasn't that people didn't want to laugh; it was because Huai Xu was reciting so earnestly, as if he wasn't reciting "I Want to Be a Dog" but some timeless masterpiece.

"I never expected my mother to like me. I understand that everyone likes cute dogs or cats, but no one likes a damp, sick rat."

"But I still asked my mom: Can I be your dog?"

Huai Xu paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

"I know I'm destined not to be a dog."

"But if she likes dogs, I can always be there for her, even if she's always holding a dog."

Chen Wenwen initially thought Huai Xu was just fooling around, but as she listened, she realized something was wrong.

This poem... although the title and wording are strange, its core is actually quite sincere?

That kind of humble, cautious, and unrequited affection...

Isn't this exactly the feeling she's always wanted to write but couldn't express?

"But she said she likes cats."

"She's still watching me and trying to make me happy because the cat hasn't appeared yet. It's just me, the mouse, tiptoeing out of my hole every day to stare at her from afar."

"When her favorite cat arrives, I should probably roll back into my hole."

Su Xiaoqiang stopped laughing.

She crossed her arms over her chest, her lips slightly pursed.

She remembered the look in Huai Xu's eyes when he said, "Be my mother."

It's exactly the same as what's written in this poem.

Humble, cautious, and afraid of being rejected.

"But I still like her so much. Can she look at me a little longer while I'm still by her side?"

"Mom said that every Christmas Eve from now on will be spent with everyone. I don't know who 'everyone' means. I really hope this gathering can swallow me whole."

Liu Miaomiao's eyes lit up.

Endocytosis.

A biological term referring to the process by which cells engulf external substances.

Used here... to want to be "eaten up" by mom, to become a part of mom, to be accepted by mom...

That's such a brilliant analogy!

"I'll go and lure her beloved cat over."

"I know that if I'm not careful, I could end up in the cat's mouth."

"Back then, my mother would probably pack my body up carefully and throw it outside the door."

"Then I'll become a bag of rat meat sticks, hehe."

Lu Mingfei lowered his hand from his face.

He could tell.

This poem is not about dogs, cats, or mice.

It's about a person who lacks love and is looking for someone who loves him.

Even if rejected, even if abandoned, even if I end up as a bag of rat meat, I still want to stay by that person's side.

Isn't that him?

"I wish she would throw me closer, because I still like her a lot. I will always like her."

"My soul looks in through the window."

"The hanging bells were ringing softly, and Mom was lounging on the sofa, with the very docile orange cat sitting on her shoulder."

"The firelight from the fireplace shone on her face, and my frozen heart warmed slightly in the wind."

Huai Xu finished reading the last word.

The activity room was silent for about three seconds.

Then a burst of laughter erupted.

"Hahahaha, what is this thing?"

"Playing the role of a dog? And a mouse? This person is really something else!"

"No way, how did he manage to read it so seriously? I was so embarrassed just listening to it."

Zhao Menghua laughed the loudest.

"Huai Xu, your poem... is quite creative." He deliberately emphasized the word "creative." "This is the first time I've ever seen someone write a poem about wanting to be a dog."

But Chen Wenwen, Su Xiaoqiang, Liu Miaomiao, and Lu Mingfei didn't laugh.

[Triggering the keyword "The Youthful Thoughts of a Literary Girl"]

Your work touched some of the audience members.

Chen Wenwen's approval rating rises to 30%.

The entry "The Youthful Thoughts of a Literary Girl" has been upgraded.

[“The Literary Girl's Secret Affection” (R): “My heart surges with her waves on the shores of the world, writing her inscription with hot tears: ‘I love you.’”]

[Entry Effect Upgrade: Your literary skills and empathy have been moderately improved, making your literary works more moving (probability depends on the quality of the work and the target audience's empathy)]

Su Xiaoqiang's approval rating rises to 26%.

[Liu Miaomiao's approval rating rises to 17%]

[Lu Mingfei's approval rating rises to 19%]

Huai Xu glanced at the system panel and was overjoyed.

One poem increased the approval rating of all four mothers and even triggered an upgrade of a related term.

This is a huge profit.

But he still maintained that melancholy expression on his face.

"Thank you everyone." He bowed slightly to the audience and then stepped down from the stage.

Zhao Menghua's laughter stopped abruptly.

He glanced at Chen Wenwen's expression, then at Su Xiaoqiang's, and then at Liu Miaomiao's.

wrong……

Why is it different from what he expected?

Shouldn't these people laugh along?

Why do they all look like they've been hit by something?

"Wenwen, what do you think of this poem?" Zhao Menghua asked tentatively.

Chen Wenwen was silent for a moment, then said something that made Zhao Menghua's blood pressure soar.

"fine."

"It's...it's pretty good?"

"Yes, although the title and wording are rather... bold, the core is very sincere... and it's very moving."

Zhao Menghua's smile froze on his face.

Chen Wenwen commented that the poem he just recited, "Spring Breeze and Summer Rain," was "quite good."

Now, Huai Xu recited a song called "I Want to Be a Dog," and Chen Wenwen's evaluation was "pretty good."

Can these two good ones be the same?

Obviously not.

I think it's just so-so.

Zhao Menghua couldn't help but say, "It's too straightforward, it lacks poetry."

Chen Wenwen glanced at him.

"Poetry doesn't necessarily have to be subtle. Sometimes, directness is more powerful."

Zhao Menghua fell silent.

He lowered his head and gripped the pen tightly in his hand.

Su Xiaoqiang snorted from the side, "Is someone jealous?"

Zhao Menghua pretended not to hear.

Liu Miaomiao came closer.

"Huai Xu, that poem you just wrote... that part about swallowing the baby, did you come up with that yourself?"

"Um."

"Wow, that's amazing... I never thought this word could be used like that."

Huai Xu smiled slightly: "I'm glad you like it."

Zhao Menghua watched this scene from afar, his pen clenching so tightly it made a cracking sound.

He couldn't figure it out.

What's so good about this person?

So what if he's a little handsome?

It's just a poem that makes no sense.

Why are all these girls acting like they're possessed?

After the event, Huai Xu walked out of the activity room.

Lu Mingfei followed.

"The Preface to the Locust Trees"

"Um?"

"Who was that poem you just wrote for?"

Huai Xu thought for a moment: "It's for you."