Develop idol business in Conan World

You can search for "searching novels in Conan World Development Idol Career (www.soxs.cc)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!I had a dream last night, and I dreamed of Tomoko pushing herself back, but it was not that sister Bei was feeding herself mango juice, but the scene of Xizi feeding herself nourishment when she was a child... Sure enough, I drank too much mango juice, and my head was colored. .

"Suddenly I felt that it was a person again, empty."

Put the meat into the pan for frying. The soymilk machine next to it is already running. When you smell the cooked taste, turn the meat over with the iron clamp in your hand, and then add some condiments on the cooked and tender surface to start to taste.

Turn your hands and turn out two eggs from the refrigerator. Use the high-temperature hot oil and grease to blend them with the poached eggs when they are formed, leaving a trace of egg liquid to copy directly into the bowl.

Fresh lettuce leaves, the toasted bread was taken out of the bread machine, a few things began to stack...stack...make a simple sandwich, put it in your mouth.

Biting, lubricating, hot juice pouring into the mouth, burning is generally felt in the lips and teeth, and there is the fragrance of the meat itself, activating the taste buds in the morning, chewing, lower edge, full of heat and satisfaction from the esophagus into the stomach ...

"It's a pity that I only taste such delicious food."

Come out with one hand, pick up the phone on the table, take a picture of the other sandwich that has not been eaten in front of you, and then take a picture of the living room and the kitchen, plus the picture of the second floor and the courtyard taken earlier. Cherry blossom trees, a few photos gathered together...

"Ten thousand yen a day, it's decided."

The photo was uploaded, and the last sandwich in the hand was eaten at the same time, and the oil in the hand was wiped off, and then a few words were started.

Recruiting roommates, the dormitory building of the old Mihua High School, with breakfast prepared by the host, welcome all the girls to stay together~smile~smile~

It's so expensive, no one will come, so expensive...well, no one will come.

Pick up all the dishes, walk to the kitchen to start cleaning, and later you need to attend the so-called press conference.

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Mihua High School, the principal's office.

The bald headmaster moved his fat body and walked to the sofa to sit down. With this sitting, the sound of the sofa's skin tearing could be heard.

Sitting on the opposite side of the principal, the woman with short blonde hair and short blonde hair, the bold figure of American women bloomed vividly on the other side, wearing short skirts and tops in a professional attire, with a dull look glasses.

"Welcome, Teacher Judy, I hope you can quickly integrate into the group of Mihua High School classrooms. Our teachers are very enthusiastic." The bald head principal started to wipe his sweat after saying a few words every day, not knowing whether it was weakness or A few steps will make you sweat, and most of the original roll of paper on the table is already piled in the trash can.

"Very happy (happy), I am very pleased (honoured) to join the teacher group." (Almost a sentence is in Japanese and English, and English is the majority)

Judy used the crappy Japanese that she had only studied with Akai Hideichi for a few days, and she used English instead of words that she could not or could not speak, causing her bald head to not understand at all.

Although I don't understand it, I think it's very tall.

Why, if you can understand, you will appear to be very ordinary, and only if you don’t understand is the most terrifying.

"Excuse me, does Mihua High School arrange accommodation?"

After searching for a day, I finally stayed in a hotel. Either the room itself was messy or the environment was terrible. Judy suspected that the so-called neon pastoral style was due to Hideichi Akai’s doing nothing to fool herself.

"Well, um, yes, there are vacant rooms in the teacher's dormitory. If necessary, I can arrange for teachers from the Academic Affairs Office to accompany Teacher Judy..." Wiping the sweat again, the number of toilet papers is really declining.

"No, no, no, what I want to ask is whether there are houses of that kind with big cherry trees, and there are places like gyms in the houses because I am more keen to exercise."

In order to show that he did not lie, Judy put down the phone and tapped on the table. With the crisp sound, the table can be issued with a return order.

Seeing the cracks on the table, the headmaster shivered fiercely, his whole body twitched, and the sweat on his head increased crazily, so he quickly picked up a napkin and wiped it off.

"How could there be this kind of house, our rice flower..."

"But there are houses for sale on the Internet, with a large yard, cherry trees and a dojo. The house has complete facilities, and the dormitory can cook. I don't care, I will live in this house."

Just refreshing the phone, Judy looked at it several times with certainty. It was mainly because she was really illiterate. She barely found that the pattern of "Mice High School" on the opposite message was similar to the "Mice High School" pattern on the principal's office. The characteristics of Lianliankan, the two are connected...

"It's this house, so beautiful, I want to live in this!"

The bald principal worked hard to wipe his sweat. Although he knew that the women in the United States were very young and could normally change five boyfriends by the age of fifty, he saw that Judy, who was 28 years old, was as lively as the 18-year-old girl on campus. Acting like an eight-year-old girl... Don’t ask why you know that it’s an eight-year-old being acting like a baby. Just ask the principal after class.

However, I thought that the other party was an international friend who had requested to receive a good reception. I took the other party's mobile phone and looked at the photo above.

"Haha, it turned out to be this little guy’s home. Sorry, Mrs. Judy. I really can’t help you with this. This house is not a teacher’s dormitory. It is the personal residence of a classmate of our school. It’s the external leasing information..."

"Well, the principal, can you speak slowly, I don't understand it a little bit. I need an interpreter. Let me check the pronunciation again."

Sorry, I can't understand you.

The bald head principal was also a little embarrassed. He stretched out his hand again to touch the drawing paper next to him, but after several consecutive times, he realized that the drawing paper was gone, but the sweat was still flowing all over his body.

Judy also looked at the principal in front of him, and in his mind he probably classified all the possible trigger diseases for him, including a series of diseases such as obesity, physical weakness, fatty liver, high cholesterol, and hyperlipidemia.Butterfly Man Novel Network www.diexia.com

I am afraid that when the button on the neckline is broken at this time, the blood pressure of the other party will rise on the spot and die.

"Forget it, Mr. Judy, I will leave you an address."

Seeing the other party keep turning on the mobile phone translation system, the headmaster felt that he was defeated by the other party. The most important thing was that his apron seemed a little moist, a little itchy, and very uncomfortable. The chat must be ended as soon as possible.

Picking up the pen and paper next to me, write down the address of the future student. Anyway, I'm just an English teacher, not the English teacher in the English textbook of junior high school, so it shouldn't happen.

"This is the address, be careful on the way."

After speaking, he directly made the request, because it felt that not only the belly but also the crotch pants were already salty and wet.

Judy looked at the headmaster panting in front of him suspiciously. He could only take the other party's note, and then use his mobile phone to translate it as if it was an address. 4396 is the house number.

I was about to turn around and ask again, but the principal's room closed directly, and the door was locked inside.

"Eh, do Neon people like to make secret rooms?"

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"Sister, I sent you a message recently, every time I reply quickly, have you changed your job?"

The two arrived early, and the press conference has not yet officially started. Although Suzuki Group has directly contracted the venue for 10,000 people, it is only to satisfy everyone who can blow air conditioning indoors. The ones who are really comfortable are those with exclusive seat numbers. , Do it on the seat, shake the watch in your hand, and hold your head high.

As if the head would smash to the ground in the next second, he worked very high.

"It's not that I got it, it's just that I have changed positions and been assigned a special responsibility."

Akemi Miyano was a little worried. She was planning to contact the afterlife yesterday, hoping to continue the foreign exchange transfer, which will also facilitate her deposit, because today's only the most precious collectible handbag.

I'm afraid I can't pay off even if I advance the credit card.

"Huh, one person in charge?" Zhibo looked at his sister in surprise.

Akemi was still thinking about the bag, but she didn't notice Shiho's expression. She waited until Shiho shook her arm for a long time before reacting, "What, it's not that kind of responsibility."

"That's the kind of responsibility?"

"It's the kind of big customers. All accounts are one-to-one. Relatively speaking, the commission is higher, and the exchange rate of the other party's money will be relatively large."

Suddenly mentioning the next life, Mingmei's mind started to be in a daze. After all, it is a background that occupies a very important position in her memory. If the mixed-race teenager is a playmate of a young age, then the identity of the next life in the memory is a friend chasing memories. .

If it weren't for the memories of the past in the other person's mind, I'm afraid I would have forgotten things 20 years away.

Seeing her dazed sister again, Zhibo suddenly became a little curious, who is that so-called customer?

"Sister, what does that client look like and what's his name?"

"The afterlife fairy, the most conspicuous thing is that he has blue pupils..."

Blue pupils... Zhibo looked towards the door, and suddenly saw a boy with blue pupils approaching him. He should be about the same age as him in grade. He was handsome in appearance and was alone without other female companions.

"Sister, isn't that the same person?"

Being pulled by Zhibao's arm, Mingmei raised her head and looked at the door, her familiar blue pupils...

Only entering at the door, in the next life, I will feel someone looking at me and following the line of sight. A tall girl with brown hair looks at me, while the girl next to her turns around.

The two looked at each other at the same time. Unlike that day, Ming Mei at this moment no longer wears that kind of crappy eyes, but also deliberately painted delicate makeup.

"Zhiho, don't call me Mingmi when he comes over..." Mingmi didn't expect the other person to appear here, and hurriedly pulled the next sister.

"Long time no see, Sister Mingmei."

When Akemi's name was spoken in a very natural tone in the next life, Akemi Miyano froze while holding the hand next to him, and Shiho Miyano looked at the two people with some differences.

Why do you think the pace of these two people is not very uniform?

In the next life, he paid no attention to the gazes of the two of them, and began to look around the surrounding environment. Most of the reporters and celebrities had already arrived at the scene. Most of the people who came here were also women. As for Jiroki...

"This is not a place to talk, let's go, Sister Mingmei."

The so-called exhibition hall has two floors, and the second floor area has a dedicated single room, which is essentially the venue for auctions in the past, which was previously used by the United States for auctions.

Unfortunately, under the camera on the side, the scene of the next life holding two girls and walking towards the second floor is clearly playing in the office. Tomoko Suzuki looks at the son-in-law who is leaving by hand with a kind smile.