C17 What major?

What major?

Everything was a little complicated for me, so I ignored Qi Yang and did not say anything else, although I did not know what kind of enmity did I have with him. But at least there weren't any serious consequences. The most serious one was the work this time, Zhang Peng and Su Linger's matter, which was a bit complicated, I am a good antique shop's owner, a generation of Spirit Medium, and I actually became a bodyguard. One day, he would open a business beside the Spirit House.

Initially, he was still hesitating about whether he should accept this job or not. After all, things are too complicated, and cultivators avoid meddling in other people's karma, but after accepting the deposit, giving up now would affect the reputation of Spirit House. Furthermore, I do not wish for them to be like the person in the book.

In his dream, he felt as if he had arrived at the Republic of China and witnessed the tragic tragedy, the sorrow of parting from life, the courage to risk his life, the determination to perish together, and the despair of losing his lover forever.

Am I crying? It's just a story.

"Ding ling ~" A clear bell rings and my body weighs. I opened my eyes hazily, only to see a black patch in front of me. I rubbed my eyes again. It was a pair of golden cat eyes.

He reached out his hands to hold Blacky tightly in his arms and flipped it over. Oh, am I still dreaming?

"Good morning, my wife." Someone waved a greeting.

I rolled over and turned the back of my head toward him. This must be a dream.

The door was pushed open. "Boss?" Mystical Zero walked in, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Seeing the Mystical Zero come in, I sat up.

The Mystical Zero walked to my side and suddenly frowned. "Why is he here?"

"Ah?" "Who?" I looked left and right, then fixed my gaze on Luo Mingshang, "I don't know, I didn't notice." I had no idea our conversation was on two channels.

The Mystical Zero laughed and shook his head, "It's nothing, I couldn't take my eyes off it for a while."

"Forget it." I waved my hand. "He's my husband after all. It's also good to have some relationships with him."

"I knew my wife was the best."

Hehe, I withdrew the preface and decided to drag it away.

"Alright." The Mystical Zero, on the other hand, doesn't care. Take it back, take it back. The Mystical Zero suddenly walked over and squatted beside me. It reached out its hand to pat my head. "I have a bit of a fever."

"Really?" My eyes instantly lit up. Fever = sickness = taking leave of absence = not having to go to school. An equation appeared in my mind.

"It's not that serious. We just need to rest for a bit. I'll get you some medicine. " The Mystical Zero smiled at me.

It's not very serious, so how can I do it? I began to think. "Oh yeah, boss, don't think that you can escape responsibility or something like that just because you have a fever. You have to know that you can't possibly have it all your life, and you can go to school anytime you want."

Fake! I cursed inwardly.

"Oh, I wasn't thinking of running away," he said, forcing himself to do it.

Early in the morning, Ming Yu suddenly brought out a stack of books and smashed it in front of me.

I hugged Blacky and was immediately startled. "What's the situation?" What the heck is this? "

"Specialist." Ming Yu wiped away the sweat on his forehead, "I will be going to school tomorrow. You should hurry up and supplement your expertise, boss."

I casually picked at the piles of skills, "Didn't we just need to protect that Su Linger until she graduated and left the country? Why are you looking at these things? "

"To protect people, you don't have to go to school. You don't have to learn anything." Ming Yu scolded me harshly, "When we get back to school, the results will be zero. Do you plan on keeping your level?"

"Nope." I stroked Blacky's warm fur. "I plan to drop out after sending her away. Why would I stay at school after completing my mission?"

"If your results are not good enough, you will bring shame to our Spirit House." Ming Yu kept up his preaching.

I reached out to grab a book and casually flipped through it. "It doesn't matter, I'm here to protect people, not really going to school."

Luo Mingshang also casually picked up one book, flipped through two pages, and then casually threw it away, indicating that he was also not interested.

"Alright, let's discuss this first, boss. What major do you want to apply for?" Logically speaking, you should be allowed to report it to the archaeology type, after all, our antique shop is relatively easy to open, and after learning it, we can also increase our knowledge a bit. But, we agreed that the main task is to protect Su Linger, since Su Linger is in the art department, boss, do you understand art? " Ming Yu began to flip through them one by one for me to see.

I looked up and thought for a moment. "Yeah, a little."

"Wait, you know art? What would they do? " Ming Qing interrupted. A human puzzle? Or is it a human skin mask? "

I rolled my eyes at Ming Qing, "My drawing is not bad."

"Painting?" Ming Qing continued.

I glared. "Singing is fine."

"Burial song? Or is it the Soul Calming Melody? " Ming Qing, you really want to be beaten up, right?

"I can dance too." I kept staring.

"God Jump?" Ming Qing, are you sure you want to die?

"He can even play the zither." I stared again.

"The ancient female ghost normally liked to play the zither."

"I can't hold it in any longer. I've already done my best to endure you for such a long time, so, brat, die." "Give me your life."

"Wow!" Ming Qing hurriedly dodged, "Help."

"Immortal Trapping Rope!" The golden rope caught up to Ming Qing and twirled him two times, bundling him up in an explanation.

I sinisterly walked closer. "You should run. Keep running."

Ming Qing was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat, "Boss, I was wrong, I was really wrong."

Ming Yu facepalmed as he ran off, "Alright, stop messing around boss, let's talk about other things first."

I clapped my hands. "I'll deal with you later." Then, Ming Qing was hung up on the wall. As a background cloth, in order to prevent him from speaking too much, he decisively took out a talisman and slapped it on Ming Qing's mouth. Un, the world had quieted down.

"Boss, since you know so much, there shouldn't be a problem. You can decide which department you want to work in." The Mystical Zero poured me a cup of tea.

I lifted the teacup, and thought for a while. "Since it's to protect, then of course close protection is the best. Which profession is Su Linger specializing in?"

"Dance." Zhang Peng replied.

"Then this one." I casually waved my hand.

Zhang Peng suddenly thought of something, "Oh, Ling Er learned modern dancing, do you know how to dance, Boss Shuo?"

"I took a sip of my tea." I took a sip of my tea. I... I wonder if I know classical dancing, which could be considered classical dancing. " "The last sentence was muttered in his mouth." This tea is pretty good, where did you get it from? "

"A present from an old customer." "Yes," the Mystical Zero replied. It's the best girl red. "

I nodded, not bad. "It doesn't feel like a big deal. At worst, I'll just learn on the spot."