Listen to the cat and upload the preface to the microblog.

    He slammed the laptop. Death is worthy of being a migrant worker with great influence in his previous life. He has more than 10000 fans on his microblog after only three consecutive words.

    Eating hamburgers with flies: "the painting style of death is so exquisite. Is teacher cat a girl?".

    Dragon Knight: "are you stupid? I don''t know that the better you draw, the more stingy you are in reality.".

    Cat abuse maniac: "shouldn''t we talk about the plot? Death is really very good-looking. The author''s gender doesn''t matter.".

    Amber: "teacher cat, I''ll give you a monkey.".

    After listening to the comments, a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He can be regarded as a more formal cartoonist.

    The semi monthly magazine of cat club has hundreds of thousands of customers, and it''s enough to feed yourself.

    Microblog has gained more than 3000 attention in only half a month. After rounding in the past few years, it is 100 million. Nainaizi giggled.

    "Nanaizi, go to school with me tomorrow."

    Lin Qing came into the room with a cup of milk tea.

    "Ah? Why?" listen to the cat.

    "The assistant of the art teacher asked for a week''s holiday, and the assistants of other grades in the school can''t afford time. Please help. Aren''t you good at painting?".

    "Oh, yes, the next issue of the manuscript is almost the same anyway.".

    Listening to the cat Naizi knows that Lin Qing''s job is a Chinese teacher in a famous art high school nearby.

    My predecessor originally planned to study in this high school next year.

    Because there is no formal art school in Longguo junior middle school, most students who go to art schools will give up studying in junior middle school. The status of art schools in the world is very high, and the enrollment rate is far higher than that of learning based high schools.

    When I was a child, because my parents didn''t have time to take care of themselves, I often stayed in the office of Linqing school all day. In a twinkling of an eye, ten years have passed.

    "Tomorrow, wear some clothes like children''s style. You are so beautiful. I''m afraid my colleagues think you are bichi." Lin Qing touched the head of nanaizi, the cat.

    Hearing the cat Nai Nai cry and laugh: "why do you look good? It''s bichi. I''m angry that you should say that about your daughter.".

    "Sorry, Princess"! Lin Qing immediately covered his mouth. Then, under Lin Qing''s flattery, nanaizi pretended to be depressed.

    "Hey" pushed Lin Qing out of the door and listened to cat nainaizi take a sip of the milk tea Lin Qing put on the table.

    I''m suffocating at home every day. It''s mainly because the online games in this world are too boring!

    I don''t want to touch it after playing for a few hours. When I become famous, I must make several competitive games for recreation.

    Just go out and breathe tomorrow. By the way, go to the comic shop. The comic magazine bought by the predecessor is almost finished these days. I heard the cat think of it.

    Without a word all night, Lin Qing shouted before dawn at six o''clock. "I really shouldn''t promise," heard maonaizi''s unhappy whisper.

    "Nanaizi, get up quickly. You''ll be late.".

    According to Lin Qing''s request, listening cat Naizi chose a beige sweater.

    This is really a simple dress, but the chest will appear a little too big. It''s not the size that minors should have at all! Those airport women are going to cry.

    Listening to the cat, Naizi picked up a plush white knee skirt and black knee socks.

    Just a few days after she became a girl, she always wore a skirt except pajamas.

    Although it is not suitable for men''s pants in previous lives, the skirt is much more comfortable than those tight women''s jeans.

    Because the hair is too soft, it is easy to get messy after a sleep. It took a lot of time to comb it into your favorite style.

    Then he took a picture of himself in the mirror.

    At Lin Qing''s urging, nanaizi, the cat, trotted downstairs, put on small brown cloth boots and kicked on the floor for a few times.

    "Nainaizi, you''re so slow. I''m going to be late for work. I''m going to the office to open the door today.". Lin Qing has some complaints.

    The cat yawned, "please, mom, it''s you who asked me to accompany you to school. All right, let''s go.".

    Magic seventh art high school is not close to his home. Lin Qing drove more than 30 minutes to the school gate.

    Because the season is about to enter winter, the sky of mordu is still black near seven o''clock.

    The students in the Dragon kingdom of the world are not as tired as in their previous lives, and the art school is more relaxed. The students don''t start entering the school until about 8 o''clock. Listening to the cat, Nai Naizi sat down in Lin Qing''s office chair and played with his mobile phone.

    "You''ll stay here when you read early," Lin Qing pressed nanaizi, the listening cat, on the table.

    Listening to the cat Naizi''s absent-minded squeak, "Hey! Mom, I wonder how you become a teacher. Let me listen to the class too!".

    "No, how can those students in the classroom feel at ease in class? I''ll go to the classroom and say hello when I see other teachers coming.". Lin Qing reluctantly refused nanaizi with bright eyes.

    Shortly after Lin Qing left, a slightly older female teacher walked into the office.

    Listening to the cat, Naizi wanted to remember the person in front of her for a long time according to her memory, Liu Pingping. "Hello, Miss Liu".

    "Good morning" the female teacher put the folder on the desk and was stunned. "No, who are you? Why don''t you wear school uniform".

    The middle-aged female teacher asked somewhat puzzled. The girl looks like a student, but.

    "I''m nainaizi, teacher Lin Qing''s daughter.".

    "Nainaizi...? ah,! Your child is so old," the female teacher walked forward in surprise and murmured, "I said you were so cute when you were a child and you must be a beauty when you grow up.".

    "... hey, hey, hey," nanaizi, the cat, smiled shyly.

    "Listen to Mr. Lin, you''re going to school here next year? Unfortunately, I''m going to teach senior two next year. I can''t take you."

    After chatting for a while, several middle-aged men and women came into the office one after another. They looked like teachers, but they didn''t have much impression when listening to the cat nainaizi.

    "I still remember when I held you to school when you were very young, and you peed on my head...".

    "Ha ha......". Listening to the cat, Naizi suddenly got a black line. Is it necessary to say this kind of thing

    "Sister Liu, who is this child?". A girl with a baby face asked curiously. She looked no older than listening to the cat nainaizi.

    "This is Miss Lin''s daughter. Just be yourself," said Liu Pingping proudly, as if she had heard that nanaizi, the cat, was her own.

    "Ah, it''s so beautiful. It''s like a doll."

    "Mr. Lin''s family has such good genes and gentle people. I really want to be Mr. Lin''s daughter.".

    Several young female teachers gathered around and attacked the listener.