A little girl at a magic school, she's a goofy troublemaker who can do anything.

Chapter 70 A Childlike Heart Remains

They were on a main street, next to a row of tall buildings that looked like they were wearing GG signs and had all sorts of things on them.

The closest building to them was a structure topped with a large lollipop.

Yu Zhiyuan was annoyed that the little guard refused to get up no matter what, while at the same time she subconsciously and keenly paid attention to her surroundings.

The lollipop on the roof of the building has come loose.

She stiffened and said quickly and softly, "Get up."

The little guard refused to get up; it kept its head down and knelt obediently on the ground, refusing to rise no matter what.

"Click"

With a slight sound, the lollipop on the roof lost its balance, shifted its center of gravity, and slowly tipped outwards, about to fall.

"Never mind..."

Things happened so fast that the guard could only hear the faint sound that brushed past his ear before a shadow fell over him.

"Snap!"

A giant lollipop fell and hit something, shattering into pieces before finally crashing to the ground.

She looked up in a daze and saw the dark tombstone tilted slightly, blocking her head, while the large lollipop that had fallen hit her on the back.

At this moment, she was no longer sinister.

Yu Zhiyuan didn't really feel anything.

Under the mimicry magic, all she felt was a slightly larger piece of candy hitting her back; she didn't even feel any pain.

She was still struggling with making friends and thinking about how to refine her wording.

The little guard she had just saved suddenly burst into tears.

She cried her heart out, gasping for breath, clutching Yu Zhiyuan's lower body, and kept murmuring "I'm sorry."

"Don't...don't cry." Poor Yu Zhiyuan had no idea how to comfort people, and after stammering for a long time, she could only squeeze out these two words.

At this moment, the other toy figures around them began to speak one after another.

"Was that... 'Supreme Power'?"

"Yes! It's definitely 'Supreme Power'! She displayed 'Supreme Power'!"

"The one who can display 'supreme power' is definitely not a bad person! We misunderstood her! She is a good tombstone!"

Yu Zhiyuan was somewhat puzzled.

"Supreme power"? What is that?

After finally waiting for the little guardian to stop crying, she asked it a question, its eyes still blurry with tears.

The little guard looked at her gratefully: "'Supreme Power' is the most powerful force here! Anyone capable of wielding this power could not possibly be a bad person. We wronged you, my benefactor!"

"The most powerful?" Yu Zhiyuan still didn't quite understand. Was shielding it from falling lollipops the most powerful force? It didn't seem that powerful.

"Yes," the little guard said enthusiastically, "when it comes to saving lives, no matter how much force is used, it's the most powerful 'supreme force'."

The four of them were taken away, and Qin Guanyu, the only king at present, did not want to sit idly by and wait for his death.

He first wandered alone in the palace for a while, pondered deeply, and then left the palace and went out onto the street.

The little dolls on the street all recognize him and greet him with bows and salutations, but it's hard to say how much of that respect is genuine.

Qin Guanyu felt a little awkward in the face of these greetings. After nodding in acknowledgment, he thought for a moment and stepped forward to ask.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Help?" the doll asked in surprise. "Your Majesty, are you kidding me? You don't need to help us with anything."

"Then let's change the question," Qin Guanyu asked again, "What are you doing right now?"

The little puppet explained to him, "We're rehearsing for a new theater called 'Female Puppet Patches.'"

"A truly ingenious idea. Did you come up with it yourselves? That's amazing." Qin Guanyu smiled and praised him amiably.

The little doll looked embarrassed: "Oh, not at all."

"Are you working tonight too? If I remember correctly, you've been working for seven nights in a row. Why don't you take a break?" Qin Guanyu said again.

The toy figure asked in surprise, "Your Majesty, you actually know about me?"

Qin Guanyu smiled and nodded. Not only that, he had spent a lot of time figuring out the characteristics of almost every employee in the food processing plant.

This is his usual social skill, but it might not be very kingly to do it this way.

"This is the first time I've seen a king like you," the little doll said, much more relaxed. "I wish everyone else knew that you were this kind of king."

Qin Guanyu asked, slightly nervously, "Will this be offensive?"

"No, that's great! Maybe... we can become friends with the king too!"

The little doll said happily.

"Actually, we've always been afraid, afraid that the new king won't like us or won't be easy to deal with. So we've been putting on an overly tough front, because we don't want everything to be taken away and changed. If they knew you were so easygoing and understanding, we could have discussed things properly!"

In an instant, Qin Guanyu relaxed a lot.

The little doll continued, "And what we fear most is whether the new king will lack a 'supreme heart'..."

Qin Guanyu: "The Supreme Heart?"

Li Wenyin and Yuchi Quan entered the gallery.

Contrary to what I imagined, this place is no longer made up of various foods.

This is an ordinary gallery, albeit somewhat luxurious.

A long red carpet was laid on the floor in the middle, and a portrait framed in gold was placed at intervals on the walls on both sides.

In the spaces between the portraits, various things were pasted on, such as paper airplanes, toy cars, and windmills.

The first painting that catches the eye is a huge portrait of three people, with a child standing between two adults.

The two adults smiled and looked ahead with kindness and gentleness, while the little girl standing between them looked somewhat angry.

With puffed-out cheeks, pouting lips, and hands on hips, she glared defiantly ahead, seemingly forced by her parents to have her portrait drawn.

The brushstrokes in the portrait are very delicate, and the three people in the painting are lifelike.

Li Wenyin was drawn to it and stood in front of it, staring at it intently.

She carefully reached out to touch the portrait.

The portrait actually came to life!

The three people in the portrait came to life, as if Li Wenyin had accidentally played a paused video.

The gentle man in the portrait patted the little girl's head: "Xiao Ze, cheer up, smile! This portrait is going to be hung with your friends, you know. Your angry face looks ugly."

"I don't care!" The youngest daughter put her hands on her hips and stomped her foot. "Why can Aosong become a painting all by himself, while I have to be with you all!"

The gentle woman soothed her angry daughter: "Songsong doesn't have a mom and dad, she can only draw by herself, so don't argue with your little sister Songsong about this."

Upon seeing this, Li Wenyin's heart trembled.

Aosong... doesn't have a father or mother?

She suddenly felt a little scared. She might not want to hear what the little girl in the painting was about to say. Children's words are innocent and shouldn't be taken to heart, but...

As a result, the angry youngest daughter continued to protest, waving her hand in dissatisfaction: "Who said she doesn't have a mom and dad! You! And An'an, Along, Sister Lan, Xiao Ye...aren't their moms and dads all Aosong's moms and dads?! Isn't that what you told me? Are you going to go back on your word?"

Both the man and the woman were stunned for a moment.

Then they smiled and ruffled their little daughter's hair: "Yes, you two, Songsong has so many parents, one painting isn't enough to depict them all. You're Songsong's older sister now, don't hold it against her."

"Hmph," the younger daughter said smugly, hands on her hips, "You're right, I'm Aosong's older sister, I won't argue with her!"

The portrait stopped moving here, then turned and returned to its original state.

Li Wenying snapped out of her daze, paused for a moment, and asked, "Are these people... the founders of this processing plant?"

"Yes, you could say that," Yu Chi Quan replied, standing beside her.

Once inside the gallery, the little dolls that had been leading the way disappeared, leaving only the two of them in the entire gallery. Perhaps for some reason, they couldn't get in, but that made it easier for them to explore on their own.

"This little girl's appearance... I don't know why, but it feels somewhat familiar." Li Wenyin took a few more glances at the first portrait.

Yu Chi Quan reminded him, "For example, that rather smug little patrol leader?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Oh, that's it!" Li Wenyin suddenly realized, "So, these parents used their children as models to create all these different little figures and build this factory?"

No wonder she said that even though they were all miniature dolls, several of them had distinct personalities, clearly based on real people.

Yuchi Quan smiled but didn't say anything.

Li Wenyin continued walking forward, excitedly looking around.

This painting, with its depiction of a simple-minded little boy, bears a striking resemblance to the guard who escorted Pei Yuanshu away.

This painting, with its depiction of a cold and ruthless little girl, bears a striking resemblance to the guard who escorted Mu Feng Cat.

And this one, this little boy who's crying and cowering, looks exactly like the little guardian figure that took Yu Zhiyuan away.

She watched with great interest, touching each of the portraits in turn to view the small images recorded by the moving portraits.

"Are you done yet? Are you done yet? Are you done yet? You've been drawing for five minutes and you're still not finished. I have to go have my competition with Aosong!"

"Mommy! My little sister Aosong bullied me, waaaaah! She stole my food... Mommy! Mommy, please don't hate me!"

"Hehe, Dad, Aosong said I'm silly, that I'm just like you, hehe."

The more Li Wenyin looked, the more she realized that the child named "Aosong" appeared in the mouths of other children particularly frequently.

"Who is Ao Song, this amazing kid? He sounds so mischievous." Li Wenyin said casually with a smile.

"Amazing," Yu Chiquan said with a relaxed smile, "to hear Li Wenyin say such a thing about others one day."

Li Wenyin silently turned her head and glanced at him.

President, I feel that you are about the same.

Li Wenyin became more and more engrossed in watching, but after taking a few steps, she suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Wait a minute, portraits, galleries, memories... I have a feeling something's going to happen to these kids."

She's having a nice, cozy time right now, don't let her suddenly do something out of line.

Yu Chi Quan: "They're definitely not here..."

Li Wenyin was startled: "Huh?!"

"...I'm not a child anymore," Yu Chi Quan said slowly. "You can count how many portraits are here."

Li Wenyin roughly counted them and looked to the end; there were a total of fifteen portraits.

"Fifteen portraits...wait a minute, the food processing plant has thirteen head chefs," Li Wenyin noticed something, "it must be related to them."

Yu Chi Quan replied with a smile, "It's them."

Li Wenyin thought about it for a moment and understood.

"I thought their parents built it, but it turns out they did it themselves. How come there are thirteen head chefs and two children?"

"The last portrait is a group photo of all the children. There's one child who isn't from our institute, so he's not the head chef of the Obsidian Institute," Yu Chi Quan replied.

Li Wenyin nodded.

These children have played together since they were little, and they share a magical and beautiful dream: to create a dreamlike, fairytale-like miniature world. It is a grand and wonderful dream.

Perhaps their parents intended to realize this dream from the beginning, but ultimately, its realization is up to them.

They grew up together, coming together with all sorts of whimsical and bizarre ideas.

Perhaps growing up separately will cause them to lose their original intentions, but as long as these people come together, they can keep their childlike innocence.

What Li Wenyin is most curious about right now is that special little boy, Ao Song, who has no parents.

"Hey, where's Aosong? I've looked at several portraits, but none of them are her. Could it be that she's not among these portraits?" Li Wenyin asked in confusion.

Yu Chiquan's smile faded slightly.

"She is in the second-to-last portrait."

Upon hearing this, Li Wenyin skipped over several portraits, preparing to first go and see Aosong, the little boy she was most interested in.

Standing before the second-to-last portrait, Li Wenyin looked up and saw a flamboyant and elegant little girl alone in the painting. Despite her young age, she possessed an extraordinary temperament, with bright and sharp eyes that shone with a radiant glow.

Li Wenyin touched the portrait.

The little girl in the portrait stirred, head held high, chest puffed out, and with a resounding voice, uttered only a few words: "I am Aosong!"

"Proud as in 'pride,' pine as in 'pine and cypress'!"

Li Wenyin smiled.

"Little Aosong is truly extraordinary."

Yu Chi Quan slowly walked over and stood beside her: "Yes, she is Ao Song."

After hesitating for a moment, as if struggling with his decision, he let out a soft breath and continued:

Full name: Qin Aosong.

Qin...

Li Wenyin suddenly opened her eyes wide.

She looked again at the portrait of the lone little girl, staring blankly at what she had just ignored...

That head of long, curly hair.