More and more news is coming about the Lawrence concert.
To some extent, he also attracted the attention of many people with ulterior motives.
"Classmate Wayne...will Prince Lawrence invite the king and queen to attend? Will there be commercial ticket sales? Or are we only planning to provide internal tickets to people close to him?"
"If it's you, classmate Wayne, you must know a lot of inside information, right?"
Even here at Wayne, we have received various inquiries from students.
Since he and Lawrence had been practicing in the music room every day before school lately, it was no secret that he was a special guest inside.
"It's up to Lawrence to decide those things." Wayne put on a flawless and gentle smile.
"I'm just following the arrangements."
Hearing what he said, those who were eager to give it a try couldn't help but look disappointed.
After all the people around him dispersed, Gavin came closer.
He looked left and right for a full circle before bowing his head and asking lowly: "Wayne, you really don't know?"
Wayne looked helpless, "Why do you even ask this?"
"Tsk, I don't want to ask myself, I ask for Richard." He sat down directly next to Wayne, "As long as you enter with a ticket, Richard can handle the rest by himself."
Good guy, as expected of you.
After thinking about it, Wayne said: "He really hasn't made a decision now. I will tell you when there is news."
For Lawrence, this was a difficult decision.
On the one hand, he hopes that many people will come to participate and the concert will be lively and grand; on the other hand, he is worried about what will happen if no one buys the tickets and no one comes after the public sale of tickets. manage.
Still, Wayne guessed he would probably sell tickets.
After all, you can earn back some of your costs.
Now, he might just be waiting for an opportunity to stir up the heat.
"If Richard really wants to help, he might as well think about how to stir up the topic..." Wayne said with a smile, "Our newspaper has already reserved a personal interview with Lawrence, but it's hard to say what the effect will be."
"Well, this is indeed a question worth thinking about." Gavin nodded and wrote it down.
But it didn't take long for him to turn the topic back to himself.
"Wayne, what do you think...what should I do in the future?" Gavin asked.
For the first time, Wayne actually saw a hint of confusion in Gavin's expression.
"Maybe it's better to ask yourself this kind of question." He replied, "See what you really want to do, and then work hard in this direction."
"I think..." Gavin paused, "I just couldn't think of it myself, so I asked you."
"Oh." He sighed quietly.
"Seeing how passionate Lawrence is about his goals, to be honest, I feel a little envious."
Envy? Even I feel that way sometimes.
"If you are really envious, why not give it a try and study hard?" Wayne suggested, "Anyway, if your magic level is high, you won't starve to death no matter what you do."
"Ah, forget it!"
Thanks Gavin. "I think it's more suitable for me to continue eating and waiting to die."
Wayne glanced at him speechlessly.
"Yes, yes! Did you know that my dear little Debbie gave me a gift? Look!"
He pulled out the necklace hanging around his neck.
"It's beautiful! This is a work of art from the royal capital's jewelery master. It's very expensive!" His boastful tone sounded like he was deliberately looking for a fight. "Hehehe, Wayne, you don't have anything like this, do you?"
——What should I do? This person deserves a beating.
"So, who paid for it?" Wayne shot back sharply.
"Ah this..."
Now it was Gavin's turn to face the problem.
He put the necklace back into his collar, laughed dryly and explained forcefully: "Because Debbie's salary is not much, not to mention she has to support her brother, so I should pay for it."
Hearing this, Wayne subconsciously asked one more question.
"Has her brother not found a job yet?"
He actually couldn't remember the name of the young man he had only met once, but he gave him an uncomfortable feeling at the time, and Wayne still remembers it now.
"My brother's name is Dave." Gavin knew what he was thinking as soon as he looked at his face.
"He is a very capable young man, but it's a pity that his superiors don't appreciate him." He felt very sorry for Dave.
"Last time I wanted to introduce him to a job, but he said he didn't want to receive special treatment because of my relationship, so he refused. Later, he found a job at a certain chamber of commerce, but he had another quarrel with his immediate boss. He had a fight and resigned in anger."
Gavin lamented, "It's so pitiful~ I was helping him find a better position recently. I heard that he wanted to join the City Guard, so I spent some time to find a way. When he goes for the interview, what will happen there? Take care of him for me."
However, Wayne only felt a little inconsistent when he heard it.
At the banquet last time, the young man clearly wanted to have a relationship with me, so how could he suddenly become upright and sternly refuse Gavin's preferential treatment?
"What job did you originally want to introduce to him?" he asked.
"Go and be a teacher in a civilian college in the royal capital." Gavin said casually, "Although the civilian college does not have the same unique conditions as our aristocratic magic colleges, it is a very stable working environment, and the salary is on par with ordinary people. They can be considered high-income earners among them.”
"Teachers at the civilian college are indeed not as good as those in the city guard..."
Wayne seemed to understand.
If the former is still subordinate to Shengdou Xiaomin, the latter is a power structure that has already touched some privileges.
Even if you just become an ordinary clerk, your social status can be said to have undergone earth-shaking changes. Not to mention that if you are lucky enough to become a confidant of a certain big shot, even if you don't know magic, you will probably follow him to heaven.
Since there are many magicians in the city guard - in other words, there are many thighs, there have been many very successful cases of this kind of situation before. Those seniors who have successfully turned over are like shining torches, attracting more newcomers who are chasing fame and fortune to jump in regardless of their own safety.
Glancing at him with a complicated look, Wayne said nothing else.
"If he can work steadily in the future, your hard work will not be in vain."
"Of course!"
Gavin didn't hear the implication of Wayne's words at all, and instead boasted smugly: "It's not me who said that once this matter is done, our Debbie is really tender to me..."
