In the morning, Xiao Mengxin received a QQ message from Yingzi, "We need seven people to cosplay Doraemon Seven Boys tonight. Who are you cosplaying with?"

"Dora V Dream Seven Boys?" Xiao Mengxin looked at the bookshelf beside her pillow, took out a volume of "Dora V Dream Seven Boys", and looked at the cover.

"I want to cosplay King Doraemon!"

After thinking for a second, Xiao Mengxin answered.

"Doraemon was booked by Gemma half a year ago."

"Then Doraemon!"

"I booked that three months ago."

"Who is Dorami?"

"You want to come up with Dorami? Although it's rare for you to be so determined, Dorami was booked by Lemon Tart [Note: Lemon Tart is an e], the girl who wore a pink sweater on the day of the run."

"Yalema Dora!"

"Wood big reservation."

Then Xiao Mengxin said three more names, and every sentence of Yingzi's answer included the words "booked".

"Then there's only one choice left? I choose Doraemon!"

"There's nothing we can do. Everyone made reservations three weeks ago at the latest."

"It's you! Dora boy Xiao Mengxin!"

Yingzi's QQ was offline, and Xiao Mengxin stared at Yingzi's darkened QQ profile picture for a few seconds.

Xiao Mengxin jumped up happily.

"Awesome! Cos Doraemon, looking forward to it!"

Half an hour later, Xiao Mengxin, who was about to leave for school, received Yingzi's QQ message.

"Xiao Meng Xin! Guo Ba Na Sai! [Note: It means sorry in Japanese] The person who originally cosplayed Nobita asked for leave, and we need a new Nobita!"

"What about Dora boy?"

"I dragged a girl from our class to make Doraemon, so I can't just drag another girl over to cosplay Nobita..."

"After all, Nobita is the protagonist, so of course I have to leave it to you who is still a newcomer and is in the leading role!"

Yingzi's QQ was offline again.

"I can cosplay the protagonist Nobita! I'm so excited!" Xiao Mengxin put down her phone.

"But something seems wrong..."

"Forget it, don't care~"

It was approaching class time, in the corridor of the school.

Teacher Chu Qing ran and jumped in the corridor like a child, rushing to the classroom.

Yan Yanyan, the dean of students, walked towards him.

"Teacher Chu Qing, what are you wearing?" Yan Yanyan looked at Chu Qing in surprise.

"Hello, Teacher Yan~"

In Yan Yanyan’s impression, Teacher Chu Qing is a good teacher who prepares lessons carefully, lectures carefully, gets along well with all teachers, classmates, and parents, and is an outstanding and dedicated teacher.

Today, Teacher Chu Qing is wearing loose and comfortable blue plush pajamas. The round blue and white hat of the pajamas jumps up and down as Chu Qing runs, and the red ball-shaped tail is also swaying from side to side.

A half-moon-shaped pocket in front of Chu Qing was bulging, as if it contained something.

"Other than formal clothes are not suitable for wearing to school! Do you think you are still a student? Go back and change and come back again!" Yan Yanyan's stern voice echoed in the corridor.

After saying hello, Teacher Chu Qing had already run away, fast enough to compete for first place in the 100-meter race at the Teachers' Sports Meet.

The school bell rings.

An angry Yan Yanyan suddenly remembered that he still had classes, turned around and ran quickly towards the classroom where he was attending class.

Chu Qing stepped on the school bell and opened the classroom door.

"Teacher! Why did you come to school in your pajamas?" The students at the door looked up and were stunned when they saw the teacher.

"Do you know what day today is?"

"September 3rd...the third day of school?"

"There are more than 130 days until winter vacation?"

"Is it a pajamas school day?"

The students excitedly announced their answers.

"Today is Doraemon's birthday! Let's sing Doraemon's theme song together before class!"

"One~Two~Every day is the same~Occasionally I have a sudden thought~"

At first, only Teacher Chu Qing sang on the podium.

Gradually several classmates started singing along.

Until finally it became a chorus of the whole class.

"La la la, Doraemon and I together make me want to shine~"

Teacher Chu Qing took out several seals from her front pocket.

"Eh? Teacher, is this another piece of black technology made by your sister?" The student in the middle of the first row subconsciously ducked backwards and bumped into the desk of the classmate behind him.

"Ah, I just realized that the air in the classroom is so bad~" Chu Qing picked up a seal and stamped it on the blackboard, and a gentle whirlwind suddenly appeared in the classroom.

"Well, the air is much better."

"If you press it a few more times, this effect will appear~"

Chu Qing pressed three more chapters on the blackboard. The wind in the classroom became stronger and stronger, and the students hurriedly held down their handouts and textbooks.

"Hey, teacher, don't be shy, how can you listen to the class in such a strong wind?"

"What did you say? It was too windy and I couldn't hear clearly~" Teacher Chu Qing took out her handkerchief and wiped off the three seals.

"It's much better now~"

"This is a regional weather seal, a black technology newly developed by the Jumi company where my sister works. I borrowed it from her storage box while she was not paying attention. She has several boxes of such seals."

"You can stamp this on your desk, and a small area around the desk will become the weather on the stamp. Teacher no longer has to worry about the weather being too hot for you to breathe~"

"No...it's not the weather that's suffocating us..."

Teacher Chu Qing walked around the class and put different seals on each student's desk.

For a time, different desks in the classroom were wrapped in light rain, light snow, the scorching heat of the Sahara, and the humidity of the Amazon.

"Teacher, stop being naughty! Restore everything quickly, my textbooks..."

"Let's change seats at the same table. This is Sahara..."

"Ah~ breeze and light rain, this is called class."

The teacher walked to the back of the classroom and put the seal on the table where the items were placed.

"If you want to change your mood during class, just take it and press it on the desk."

Teacher Chu Qing started to teach. She was indeed an ace teacher. The moment she started teaching, even the students in a harsh environment could not help but be moved by her vivid lectures and listened attentively.

When the bell rang, some students noticed that the snow had buried their desks in the square area of ​​their desks.

Xiao Mengxin was okay, she just got wet in the drizzle during class.

After school, Xiao Mengxin changed into Nobita's yellow T-shirt, blue shorts and light blue shoes in the club locker room. She put her hair into a hairnet and put on Nobita's short-haired wig.

Pushing the infinite square eyes on his nose, he appeared in the activity room shining brightly.

"Xiao Mengxin, you're here." Yingzi was wearing a yellow loose jersey, with two beige leaf-shaped beards on her mouth, and a football-patterned bell around her neck.

"Oh my, I'm not late!" A girl wearing furry Doraemon pajamas came to the activity room.

"You're here, Qinghuo [Note: Qinghuo is an e]."

"Let me introduce, this is Qinghuo, one of the two Qing twins in our club. Now he is a teacher in our school. By the way, Qinghuo, what subject do you teach?"

"Teacher Chu Qing, hello..."

"Ah, Xiao Mengxin! Why are you here? Are you lost~"
Chapter completed!