"Can you close the door?"
Omer who said this actually threw out the soundproof barrier.
Those endless JK topics are really a distraction to him.
Interesting observation objects are divided into two categories, which can be compared to books. One type is a 'reference book' that can increase knowledge and even be used as knowledge, and the other type is a 'comic book' that is purely for entertainment and is used to stimulate the senses.
The topics of JKs are often between the two, some gossip that can filter out some information, some useless but energizing best friend conversations, and some personal or other people's privacy that should not be listened to, these things are mixed Together, and often jumping, as disorderly as an online conversation, Omer once again lamented that it is difficult to understand women's thoughts, especially female high school students.
Of course, if these conversations were with Ma Niang whom he had spoken to, that would be a form of respect.
But it is a pity that even if Central Treson’s students have gone through heavy screening, the number of freshmen each year is only three to four thousand - which in this era is actually very high for a school with junior high school, high school and university. not enough.
But for the ability of Ormer D, this challenge is too high.
There were a lot of them in the school, but he was not familiar with them, they were just some racing girls who had scanned the rosters.
These horse girls are quite unfamiliar to him, and they don’t have the fan filter. He just feels that they are very different from most JKs.
And a certain woman who has long since left the ranks of JK, not only has some secret industry, but is also the woman of a URA official.
After he pulled the door out with a "clang" sound, he pulled a nearby seat and sat down, emphasizing simplicity and roughness, and even more unceremoniously:
"Isn't school over yet at the teahouse?"
"You might as well go and see for yourself."
Omo, who had turned around and stared at the terminal light screen again, glanced twice and then turned to the trainer's chat room.
"As long as you turn into a spirit body, this kind of thing will be easy. There is no design for detecting spirits in Treson's classroom."
Omo said calmly, given that Sunday Serenity was like an earthbound spirit next to him in the teahouse, it is not difficult to imagine that this person would always be by his side in the past classes.
But this is not important, at least he doesn't care much. When he said this, he didn't see Zhou Jingjing's reaction, he was just scrolling through the chat room records.
From the beginning of the meeting to now, if I don't pay attention, I will have over a hundred unread messages.
These records are full of seniors’ thoughts on the future of the competition, with many discussions of optimism and pessimism. There are even some who claim to be uncles who have obtained first-hand information on the restructuring and are making simulated predictions on the distance and track changes of various G-level competitions.
True and false were mixed together, with no real value, but it made it difficult for him to look away.
I believe these trainers are the same.
He could see that Narita Shiren's trainer Ayaka Sakada also spoke, and he could also see Yutaka Nishizaki's professional tone in the record, and even Kinami Uchida, who had been making pranks in the chat room, was serious about it. Talking with people about possible standards for the Dream Cup.
In addition, there are many "new faces", all of whom are special divers who usually stay in the chat room and are taciturn, and even Omo has never spoken to them before, all of them appear in the speech record.
This is probably the first time this chat room has been so lively, and it is also the first time this chat room has looked so 'professional'.
Everyone brought their own vision and experience to the table. Even if they were rational and knew that such an exchange would have no practical significance, and there would be very little useful content, they would discuss it extremely seriously and intensely.
Unable to contain the restlessness and restlessness in my heart.
This is exactly the attitude of a leader in the industry. The example of nearly doubling growth is certainly daunting, but beyond that, it is also the desire to win.
Some people even set their sights directly on the 'Dream Cup', thinking about what the data would be like for the Dream Cup, which is always several times longer than the distance of ordinary events, judged by such standards.
Some people desire to be the strongest.
Then in the strongest field, can I and the horse racing girls I cultivated come out on top?
In these three strongest years, with not only dreams such as the Dream Cup, but also changes such as the restructuring of the competition, countless trainers based in the Central Committee have aroused the desire in their hearts, rooted in their obvious, or The hidden arrogance erupted from their hearts and bone marrow, becoming an 'itch' covering their whole body.
This feeling can only be described as 'itchy'.
It floats on the surface, but is difficult to subside, as if it is deep under the skin.
Some people package it as a dream, some people shape it as a sin, but based on Omer's evaluation, he would only call it a 'desire'.
That is what you use to fight loneliness, and it is also the factor that makes you pursue something and no longer be confused.
That is the deepest desire, which makes people have wisdom, sin, and soul.
Make people what they are.
He couldn't wait to tell the three girls under him about this, but just like Zhou Jingjing asked, it was far from school time now, although the bell had just rang.
By spreading the news at this moment, he can certainly allow the three girls to share their hesitation and the desire to be 'fastest' and 'strongest' that overcomes the hesitation. It can also allow them to be named by the teacher and bring joy to the class. air.
It's not difficult to imagine such a scenario for a trainer who knows the personalities of his three subordinates very well.
So he showed a lot of patience.
But unfortunately, the other person in the room did not have this patience.
A dull sound came from the opponent's leather shoe stepping on the leg of Omer's chair.
This kick didn't use much force, so that the latter was still sitting firmly. He just raised his head slightly and saw the black-haired horse girl with a streak of meteors on her forehead staring fiercely: "What kind of spirit body are you turning into? Are you in a meeting?" When you saw me in the room, did you realize that I was a real person?"
Indeed.
Sunday Ningjing, who appeared on campus today, was uncharacteristically uncharacteristic. Not only was he wearing a formal suit and the URA association logo, but he also appeared as a living horse girl, which made Omer a little worried.
"Will you bring some troublesome rumors to the teahouse?"
"ah?"
"It's like a doppelgänger or something. Maybe someone will spread the weird rumor that there are two Manchester City cafes in the school."
As the main source of the spooky story about "there is an evil spirit lurking in the junior high school building" that is still being mentioned on the forum after two months, Omer's words are naturally very convincing.
Regarding this, Sunday Jingjing felt a headache: "I didn't want to come here today! There are people I don't want to see everywhere!"
"It's said to be everywhere, but it feels like there are only four of them, right?" Omo said lightly.
"You!" He stared at the other person with his relaxed eyes again. Sunday Ningjing even grabbed the other person's collar, his whole face even closer and said angrily, "Don't look at me with those eyes of yours." I!"
"This is a bit overwhelming. Can I still add a label to my retina that blocks Sunday peace?"
So close that he could almost feel his breath, Omo looked back expressionlessly.
Among Homa's acquaintances, there were only a few horse girls who could not make him blush and his heart beat even if they were close to him, and the Sunday Commissioner was one of them.
This woman has obviously been an adult for a long time, and she is older than him no matter what.
But he is still like a child, young, impulsive, and always rejecting everything except blood relatives.
Omer had heard about the mature side of the other party from the tea table. He wanted to say that it was probably a filter for children, but in the conference room where they had not been seated for a long time, the Sunday committee members made several brief speeches. He always seemed so rational and capable, with a bit of workplace instinct that was interrupted by bureaucracy.
This made him sigh.
Her rationality and behavior are like two parallel straight lines. Her maturity and stability in formal situations do not prevent her from showing her mania and resentment towards Omer. Touch the explosive hair and roar, baring your teeth and claws.
Some people have deep-seated insecurities that are only discovered when they are sleeping, so much so that they attract the attention of their colleagues.
Some people's uneasiness is so obvious that they are as difficult to get along with as a hedgehog. Even close contact with them cannot make them appreciate the charm of women.
Ah, that's wrong, I can smell some mixed perfume and some shampoo.
But this may not be considered part of the charm of femininity.
After all, women are no longer limited to using perfume these days, and shampooing is a basic part of everyone’s hygiene.
"Anyway! Don't pry into my heart!"
The way he wanted to take action but hesitated and could only speak harshly made Omo lament the sadness of such a childish adult, especially since she looked so similar to the child she admired.
"It's like I can read minds."
"Is there any difference between that and mind reading?"
"The difference is naturally very big. Just like maybe there are more than four people you don't want to see. If I had the ability to read minds, there would be no need to use uncertainty - you might as well calm down."
Looking at the darkness surging in the hand, almost turning into a spike-like outline, Omo sighed.
Doesn’t such obvious feedback make your boundaries clearer to yourself?
"Why are you sighing!"
The hand that tightened the collar added a little more strength, and Omo couldn't help but sigh. Fortunately, he was wearing a suit reimbursed by the Jiemen District Police Station today. The quality was indeed guaranteed, and he would not be dragged by the adult horse girl. Tears easily.
"Sigh, it's still after school time. With the character of the kid in the teahouse, he might come here to visit in the next second——"
"…friend?"
"How about you let go now and say we were kidding?"
I didn’t expect that it’s already the 5th. I might ask for leave in the next few days after the 10th of this month. I want to get together with several writer friends including Brother Tian (Yintian Shenyin). We’ll see when the time comes. Anyway, I can’t ask for leave. It will take more than two days. If it exceeds, there will be compensation and additional updates later.
Anyway, let me mention it here first so as not to be too sudden.
