Chapter 169： Extra 24

Ephemeris 2789月29日晴

The bald wings have grown feathers and are as big as my slap. So I decided to let A bald learn to fly.

However, a bald does not fly.

... It was really beyond my expectation.

A bald does not fly, obviously his hair is also long, the wings are also very powerful, can give me a small electric fan when I am struggling, how can I not fly?

This morning, a bald man licked the apple on the coffee table. I sat on the sofa like a song and a donkey. The coffee table is half a meter away from the sofa, so I encouraged the bald man: "Come, fly to Dad."

A bald man put down half of the apple, licked his little paw, and walked to the edge of the coffee table with a happy little step. He patted the little wings with confidence and then raised it in front of all of us. Five centimeters, I slammed, and fell straight down. At the end, I heard the humming sound...

It may be that the shock and smile on my face are too obvious. A bald who struggled to get up from the ground circumvented me angrily. The committee succumbed to the arms of the song, sad and inferior: "Hey, I Can't fly."

If the song patted the back of A bald, he said: "The first time flying, failure is a normal thing. A bald is not too sad, we are the best." But I feel like a song. It is very hard to endure.

He also went to comfort the injured A-A bald. He said seriously: "The stupid bird flies first. After that, you practice flying every day. I am with you, don't cry, crying is not good."

A vulture grinned, quietly Mimi looked at me, I quickly pressed the smile of the corner of my mouth, touched the bald head of A bald: "Failure is the mother of success, it is irrelevant that A bald fell this time, we are from Where to fall, where to get up, and make persistent efforts, never be discouraged."

After the song heard my comfort, I whispered in my ear: "Hello official."

I do speak officially, dry, because I have never had a comforting experience. However, A bald is always easy to lick. I am so happy, he is very happy after hearing it.

A vulture snorted and said to me: "I am getting up myself! You are not coming to help me!"

I quickly boasted that the baldness was awesome, and I licked the little **** that hurt him. A bald fell in the arms of a song, raised his small head and asked me, "Hey, you learned to fly, is it like me, the first time I fell?"

Under the gaze of A bald, I was cruel: "No. Dad will fly for the first time." Although it is not the wings of her own, it is the insect wing that was transplanted.

A bald landed his head and bowed his head. "What should I do? Hey, do you have any means of flying to tell me?"

I originally wanted to say a lot of things, but when those skills came to my lips, I suddenly remembered that when I was like a bald, I didn’t have my own wings, so my skills may not be for a bald. Be applicable.

I have a silvery, translucent insect wing that is as thin as a flap and has a sharp edge like a knife. Under the sun's rays, the veins on the wings will emit a pale golden light.

I used to hate it and I used to like it. At the moment, the emotions of likes and hates fade away.

The pair of insect wings is not like a baldness, bathed in anticipation, such as small buds grow out little by little, but on the cold operating table, cutting the flesh, can not be refused, cruelly transplanted into.

It symbolizes the unknown from the beginning and will devour the life of the host little by little. I have witnessed the death of the golden dragonfly, so I am afraid to step into the footsteps.

However, it did not really hurt me, even in that groggy adaptation period, I did not suffer much damage. Compared with the endings of the dead bodies around the body, this insect wing may be kind to me. It not only did not take my life, but also gave me strength.

From the moment the insect wing was transplanted into my body, there was a constant flow of power into my body. What I have to do is to operate that power, and A bald is different from me...

His little wings, as weak as him, need to grow slowly under the care.

I reached out and touched the head of A bald, and touched the little wings of A bald. "I believe that you can fly and do your best..." I changed my mind. "I put all your strength into the milk." If you force your wings, you will be able to fly."

Just like when I was the first time that the group of workers was taken to the "flying" place, all the experimental bodies that could not fly were treated as failures. Even at that time, the group did not tell me the end of the failure, I still guessed the truth with the sixth sense.

So I tried my best to fly. The ridiculous thing is... I am like a caged bird, even if I try my best to fly high, and fly high again, the final ending is just hitting the cage.

This feeling of powerlessness that has been imprisoned can still be clearly recalled until today.

"Okay! Then I will try again!" After listening to my words, A bald regrouped and stood tall and stood on the coffee table. He took a deep breath and patted his wings with impetuousness.

He once again rose five centimeters and once again fell to the ground.

This time, A bald did not stand up, but instead of shrinking himself into a small group, he fell asleep on the ground and doubted his life.

I lifted up this abandoned abdomen, pinched his little paws, pulled his little wings, rubbed his little head, and whispered: "If you are tired, wait a little longer." ”

A bald did not speak. He buried his face in my palm and snorted: "Hey, I am stupid."

I suddenly realized that A baldness has not encountered such a setback until now. He used to be afraid of black to find me, turn on the flashlight, do not do homework, or ask me, such as songs, songs, and teachers.

But flying this thing can only depend on himself.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you fail one or two times. We will practice more and we will succeed one day."

After I had a baldness, I discussed with the song how to teach A bald to fly. We asked a lot of information about the winged cubs on the star network. A bald nest is in my arms, full of fighting spirit and us. Look together, prepare to gather the strengths of hundreds of families, and integrate them.

However, when he saw how the eagle's cubs learned to fly, A bald suddenly collapsed.

"Hey, push it down from the cliff?! Also fold the wings?! It sounds so painful..." A bald and his little wings shrank together. He whispered, "Oh, I think I can work harder." One point, you don't have to learn these methods."

A bald is capitalized and stupid.

How can I break his wings... I know that there is pain in breaking the wings. I will never let the baldness suffer.

*A bald view*

A bald found that he would not fly. He is a little sad.

Although we and my brother have comforted him, Xiao A bald is still a little sad.

Flying around this kind of thing, A bald has been looking forward to it for a long time. When he was a child, he would take him to fly. They flew from the second floor to the first floor and flew from the gate to the roof. Behind them was the sound of the wind and another screaming sound. He seemed to become a light cloud and like It became a balloon.

He Wei told him the story of Sun Wukong. A bald thinks that Xi Xi is Sun Wukong, and he is his muscle cloud.

However, he said, "You are my curse. I put you on my head and I dare not fly too high."

A bald hurried to the sly tiger's ear and shouted loudly: "No, we have to fly high! I want to fly higher~ fly higher~"

"How to sing and sing, like 啵啵." 粑粑 laughed.

He was flying, he was sitting on his head, and A bald felt that he could do anything, and he could pick the stars!

However, A bald feels that if he will fly, he will be happier. He also wants to fly with him in the future.

Immersed in the sorrow that I can't fly, A bald has a dream.

I dreamt that their family moved to the cliff, and said that the youngsters have grown up. It is time to learn to fly. The first step in learning to fly is to break the wings!

What folds the wings can promote bone regeneration, allowing the pups to explode in severe pain.

I don’t have wings, I can’t fold the air, so we don’t fold it. Instead, we put the poor little A bald up, and said coldly: “Children’s learning is not good, most of them are loaded, and they are folded. Just fine."

Then A bald was awakened by a nightmare, and there was only a long, breathing sound in the night. A bald scared and sucked his nose, and the committee succumbed and slept back.

Going to school the next morning, because of the nightmare of last night, A bald was somewhat listless.

This time, Jane’s grandfather came by garbage truck, and they happened to be on the way to kindergarten. Jane’s grandfather was sick and couldn’t recognize them. He always drove the garbage truck. The hunchback, lame, and fierce Luo’s grandfather helped explain: “This is awkward, this is a baldness.”

When I saw the appearance of the eggplant that A bald cream had beaten, the silent grandfather Luo licked his lips and finally said with a low voice: "What happened to the little baldness? Is it sick?"

A bald looked down at his toes, whispered: "...I won't fly."

"I thought it was a serious matter, and I wouldn't fly." Grandpa Luo said: "I can't fly, I don't know how to do it. We don't all have a good time?"

"You don't have wings, of course you can't fly." A vulture grinned.

Grandpa Luo heard the words slowly taking off his coat and turned around. He showed his wings on his back. The dense black feathers had beautiful white long feathers, drooping tail feathers fluffy, very beautiful wings. Unfortunately, only half is left.

It turns out that Grandpa Luo is not a hunchback, but hides his wings under his clothes.

"I have wings, but there are no flying feathers, so my wings can't let me fly." Grandpa Luo said and put on his coat.

"Then, what is the use of this wing?" A bald stayed.

"it can……"

Save a life.

In the first Star Wars, there was a mech-warrior who was actually a pregnant woman. The armor of the pregnant woman was broken by the Zerg. The woman’s body was dragged out. Luo Shaofeng suspected that the child was still alive, so he and his comrades jumped off the mech. Before the Zerg ate pregnant women, he attacked the Zerg.

His animal type is the ostrich, the world's largest bird, and when he is forced into a desperate situation, his jump kick can even kill a strong lion.

Luo Shaofeng temporarily repelled the Zerg, and his comrades also succeeded in laparotomy to rescue the cub. In order to let his comrades hold the child back to the mech early, he used his wings to block some attacks.

In order to save the young man, he paid the price of life-long lame, broken wings and no longer able to recover his wings, but he did not regret it.

"It... can protect the people you want to protect."