"Whimsical."
In the student union office, Qiao Shishi threw a document on the table.
"Sister Shishi, what's wrong?"
Liu Yun trembled when he heard Qiao Shishi's voice, raised his head and asked.
Qiao Shishi waved her hand: "It's none of your business."
"Oh." Liu Yun guessed that she was angry, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions and buried himself in organizing the files.
He didn't know which poor guy had committed the crime against Sister Shishi. Liu Yun mourned for three minutes of silence in his heart for this poor little guy.
Qiao Shishi looked at the so-called club application materials in front of her and sneered in her heart.
It fell into her hands.
Zhou Yan... hum.
A freshman wants to create a school-level club, but the sky is the limit.
The handwriting on the front is somewhat similar to Sister Wan's, but Sister Wan's handwriting is much smarter than the writing in this document. Qiao Shishi guessed that it was copied by a girl Zhou Yan found somewhere. The information is actually written in a pattern. Like this, but a new student doesn't meet any of the conditions for creating a club, so what if it's not whimsical.
I don’t know where Zhou Yan, a scumbag, found this template for club application materials, but putting it on her workbench was like a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, so she caught it. Bayi Chinese website
No, she is not a blind cat.
Qiao Shishi didn't think much, she just took the information in her hand and walked out the door. She saw a large trash can and threw the information in casually.
Looking at the information buried in the garbage, Qiao Shishi felt very relieved.
I guess that scumbag is still trying to figure out how to get away with it, but she's not used to it.
Qiao Shishi returned to the office, lay down on the chair very comfortably, and then clicked on the reward group in QQ.
Since she had this bounty group, she didn't have to do any errands herself, which was extremely convenient.
"Liu Yun, what kind of milk tea would you like to drink? Your minister, I am happy today and I would like to treat you to a drink." Qiao Shishi glanced at Liu Yun, who was far away from the air conditioner, and asked with a smile.
"Ah, Sister Shishi, no need, no need." Liu Yun waved his hand quickly.
If something went wrong, there must be a monster. How could Sister Shishi invite him to drink milk tea for no reason?
Qiao Shishi: "Hurry up."
"Sister Shishi, how about a glass of lemonade?" Liu Yun asked tentatively.
"Okay, I'll arrange a big portion for you, just wait."
Qiao Shishi said directly and was about to place an order, but it seemed that Sister Wan would come to the office after the joint training of teachers. Qiao Shishi thought about it and ordered a large glass of lemonade for Zhou Wan.
After placing the order, Qiao Shishi said: "Done!"
"Thank you, Sister Shishi." Liu Yun said quickly.
"You're welcome."
Qiao Shishi thought that a few of her express deliveries seemed to have arrived, and they were all large items, so she placed a few more orders in the reward group.
....
on the bus
Zhou Yan lay on Lin Churri's lap and took a nap. He felt that he was resting on a soft pillow, which was very comfortable.
Lin Churro sat quietly. The afternoon sun was a bit hot. Lin Churro pulled the curtains to block the light as much as possible.
Zhou Yan stretched out and accidentally touched something. Lin Churro's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and there was a different color in his eyes. He just knew that Zhou Yan lying on his lap was doing it unintentionally. Lin Congru didn't make any unnecessary moves.
Zhou Yan didn't know why, but he suddenly felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart. He shivered, reached out and grabbed a delicate little hand.
Zhou Yan opened his eyes and found that he was lying on Lin Congee's lap. He quickly let go of Lin Congee's hand and sat up.
"Sorry, I fell asleep just now." Zhou Yan said sheepishly.
Lin Congeu made a gesture of 'it's okay' to Zhou Yan. Her pretty face turned slightly red. She had just let Zhou Yan lie on her lap, but Zhou Yan didn't know that.
"When I was talking about how to sleep, there was a smell of flowers. It turned out that it was lying on your lap. I don't know how I ended up lying on it." Zhou Yan murmured, as if he was a little confused.
Lin Congru's face turned even redder and she lowered her head.
Zhou Yan looked at Lin Churri's blushing face and thought it was so cute. He smiled and asked, "Are Churro's legs sore?"
Lin Congru shook his head.
Zhou Yan joked: "There is still a long way to go, why don't you lean on my lap and sleep for a while?"
Lin Porridge was stunned.
She looked at Zhou Yan, tilted her head and thought for a while, then slowly leaned on Zhou Yan's thigh.
Lin Congru's body was very light. Zhou Yan could hardly feel anything when he leaned on Zhou Yan's body. However, Zhou Yan never thought that he was just joking. After all, Lin Congru would not really lean in. He didn't expect this stupid girl to be so... obedient.
Seeing the girl folding her hands, obediently closing her eyes and lying on his lap, Zhou Yan was a little bit dumbfounded.
Lin Guaiguai is really good, won't she reject him?
But looking at Congee's peaceful appearance, Zhou Yan would be lying if he said he wasn't moved. This girl from the mountains, this girl Lin who knew medicine and martial arts, was using his thigh as a pillow at this time.
Zhou Yan guessed that he shamelessly lay on Miss Lin's lap just now, causing her legs to go numb, so he wanted to get it back now.
Just... weirdly cute.
The little beauty fell asleep very quickly, and Zhou Yan didn't bother her. The sun was a bit hot, and even with the curtains blocking it, a lot of light came in. Zhou Yan spread his palms to block Lin Zhouzhou slightly.
.....
When the bus arrived at the stop, Zhou Yan, carrying a large bag of traditional Chinese medicine, shamelessly held Lin Porridge's little hand.
When they arrived at the pet hospital, Zhou Yan originally wanted to put the little orange cat in a cage and take him with him, but Mu Qin specially gave the little orange cat a cozy nest, as well as a series of special toys for raising cats, in order to thank Lin Churri for his help. Utensils, as for the monthly food for the orange cat, were naturally considered by Mu Qin. Mu Qin said that he would send the little orange cat together in the afternoon, so Zhou Yan left the address of a commercial street store and went with Lin Porridge Porridge left.
When he arrived at the commercial street, Zhou Yan saw Hu Xin'er unloading boxes of drinks in front of a small truck.
There were a few more boys watching around. They were probably watching a beautiful school girl moving something. They were all watching.
Zhou Yan saw several boys taking the initiative to help, but Hu Xin'er refused them all. The boys were originally very disappointed, but Hu Xin'er said that my mother works in Jie Dian Supermarket. If you want to see me, you can come to Jie Dian Supermarket to shop more. All the boys It was like a chicken blood injection. People kept going to the supermarket upstairs to shop, and the flow of people dispersed.
Hu Xin'er also noticed Zhou Yan and Lin Churri standing aside, and was slightly startled.
"Why are you and Zhou Yan together?" Hu Xin'er asked, wiping her sweat.
"Why does it smell like Chinese medicine?" Hu Xin'er frowned.
"Congee and I went to buy Chinese medicine." Zhou Yan explained.
Hu Xin'er: "Take Chinese medicine? Zhou Yan, you won't get seriously ill, right? Porridge, please stay away from Zhou Yan."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Zhou Yan ignored Hu Xin'er and directly opened the rolling door of the shop next to him with the key.
"Zhou Yan, do you work here?"
Hu Xin'er was stunned: "You might as well go to my supermarket to work here. I can give you a little more salary because you are handsome."
Zhou Yan was too lazy to pay attention to Hu Xin'er, opened the door and walked in.
Lin Congru made a gesture to Hu Xin'er.
Hu Xin'er was stunned again: "Congee, are you saying that this shop belongs to Zhou Yan?"
Lin Porridge nodded.
Hu Xin'er swallowed: "So awesome."
Lin Congru made another gesture to indicate the drinks on the minivan.
"Congee, do you want to help me?" Hu Xin'er waved her hand quickly: "No, no, your little arms and legs, what if they are exhausted?"
But then, Hu Xin'er became a little sluggish.
Lin Churro jumped into the minivan very lightly, and then got off very easily with the drink in his arms.
There were boxes after boxes of drinks. Hu Xin'er originally estimated that it would take a while to move the drinks, but Lin Congeou finished them in one go.
Hu Xin'er looked at Lin Congee, who was not sweating at all, and swallowed: "Congee, are you a martial arts master?"
Lin Congru shook his head quickly and slipped into Zhou Yan's small shop.
When Hu Xin'er saw Lin Churri go in, she shouted directly upstairs: "Dad, let Miss Xiaomei and Brother Zhang come down to bring the drinks!"
After shouting, Hu Xin'er also followed into the store.
A few boys were shocked by Hu Xin'er's voice, but they still feel like a hot girl!
That makes more sense.
Could it be that the boss’s daughter is introduced upstairs?
Thinking of this, the boys stepped forward and carried the drinks upstairs.
Hu Biao was still chatting and talking nonsense with the new sales girl, but he was also startled by Hu Xin'er's voice.
"What a terrible girl."
Hu Biao cursed and shouted directly to his other two male salesmen: "Go down and bring the drinks."
But when Hu Biao turned around, he saw boys licking their faces and bringing drinks up, not forgetting to say hello uncle.
Hu Biao:? ? ?
Watching the boys bring the drinks one by one and go into the store to consume, Hu Biao once again doubted his life.
Hu Xin'er didn't know how much traffic she had brought to her father's supermarket. By the way, she also solved the problem of beverage transportation outside. At this time, she had entered Zhou Yan's shop and was directly doused by the air-conditioned wind. mind.
The air conditioners in Dad's supermarket are not as comfortable as this one.
Hu Xin'er originally wanted to ask Zhou Yan why there was such a big store.
But when she saw Zhou Yan playing with his mobile phone on the recliner like a landowner and a rich man, while Lin Congee squatted next to him and cooked Chinese medicine in a small casserole, she was also furious.
"Stop!" Hu Xin'er walked over angrily and pointed at Zhou Yan: "Why do you have the nerve to order Congee???"
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
