My apprentice is invincible

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It's time to get off work.

Sitting behind the cash register, he got up and began to pack up the shop.

Wipe the table top twice with soapy water, clean water, and dry cloth. The chair surface is the same. The rest of the corners and corners should be wiped with a dry cloth.

The garbage in the kitchen needs to be thrown into the trash can of the back kitchen. The condiments need to be checked sequentially. If they are below the "warning line" marked with a marker after buying, you need to take pictures of this condiment to the supermarket and let them send new ones .

Checked the range hood, gas, electric switch...

Everything is in order, and every step is very organized.

He wiped the sweat from his head, a little tired, found a braised pot, and picked a pair of chopsticks.

He thought, eating a piece of dried tofu is almost the same, then two, four, eight...

After eating the dried tofu, the goal was changed to chicken drumsticks, large rows...

Huh~

After a full hiccup, he felt that he wanted to sleep, holding the bowl, and returned to the next door.

This is a small room for him, with two beds, a bedside table, and a bucket of dirty clothes basket.

Put the tableware on the bedside table, he took off the brave tiger-head vest and threw it into the dirty clothes basket. He took a clean pink towel from the peg on the wall, and shook it, revealing the "macho" tattooed on it. "The word, this is the trend.

He likes the Internet. Everyone on the Internet regards him as an "ordinary person." They told him that a pink keyboard is a must for a macho, a pink soap is a must for a macho, and a pink frame is a must for a macho.

He doesn't have a computer and doesn't need a keyboard, his toiletries are in small bags found in the trash can after going to the hotel, he is not nearsighted...

Wiping his body clean, he picked up the bowl, and carefully gnawed the large row of bones in the bowl, swallowing it if he could swallow, and vomiting it back into the bowl if he could not.

After eating clean, he is sleepy.

He wanted to lie down for two minutes to rejuvenate, and the clock walked for four minutes, eight minutes, sixteen minutes...

The snoring became louder and louder.

He turned sideways and accidentally knocked over the bowl.

He moved his eyelids and still did not wake up.

The bowl fell on the ground, sprinkled with bones.

The chopsticks stood up, clamped all the bones back into the bowl, then clamped the bowl back to the bedside table, and finally, quietly put himself away...

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The time in the afternoon is always short. After reading the book, Jiang Shouzheng realized that he hadn't gained anything except for a little more spiritual joy.

I can't even release a water polo, let alone flying clouds and fog.

"In the future, I still have to read less novels. It won't do any good for improving mana. It's better to do more reading comprehension."

Put the book back on the shelf and saw someone doing the question, Jiang Shouzheng stopped behind him and glanced slightly.

"Huh? What is he doing? Entering the social employability test? Looking for a pattern? Is this a pattern..."

After catching a glimpse of the other party using an inexplicable "algorithm" on the draft paper to solve the answer, Jiang Shouzheng thought that he had discovered the new world, and his thoughts became clear for a moment.

"That's okay? That's okay!"

"Good book!"

"I have to borrow it to see! This type of topic, I read a few more, probably a few epiphanies."

Now he lacks mana and has an opportunity to increase mana, he does not allow himself to miss it.

Of course, if you find that too much epiphany damages your foundation, you will stop.

Chen Yuan looked at the book and glanced in Jiang Shouzheng's direction from time to time. He found that Jiang Shouzheng suddenly seemed very "happy".

The expression is still that indifferent, but it feels different.

Although I don't know why Jiang Shouzheng is happy, as a classmate, he has also been infected.

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The short-haired girl sitting next to Chen Yuan cursed in her heart, then got up and walked quickly to Jiang Shouzheng:

"Classmate, be careful, there is a pervert in that direction that has been staring at you!"

Because someone spoke up, Jiang Shouzheng had to interrupt his fourth epiphany...

Looking in the direction of the girl's finger, isn't it Chen Yuan?

Jiang Shouzheng nodded, indicating that he knew.

"Then classmate, do we need to add a contact information and I will take you home?" The girl squeezed her fist, her joints rang, "Now there are many bad guys, boys are out, and you need to protect yourself! You need a certain amount of force to intimidate !"

Jiang Shouzheng nodded again, agreeing with this point of view, making a fist and lightly punching the air.

Bang~

A dull voice sounded in the library, and everyone looked around blankly, thinking it was the muffled thunder outside.

Only the girl with short hair turned pale and knelt down on the ground.

Jiang Shouzheng leaned over to lift the other person up, let her sit next to him, turned over the test questions, and asked:

"Excuse me, are you the demon of heaven?"

"But the color is wrong."

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"Magic, how can you get in touch with those living corpses?"

"We need to develop in Heaven. We always have to communicate with the outside world a lot, and make friends~"

"The way you make friends is really special. Ask them to send someone to Linjiang. Are you afraid that your friend is in danger? There are at least the same role as the person in the mirror, and even stronger than him."

"If they can't help me find some clues and satisfy my curiosity, they won't be qualified to be my friends. You know, I am a monkey. I don't know what happened in Linjiang. I am always good. It's so uncomfortable~"

In a tent, a young man with a badge of "Formal Employee-Apprentice Magician-Hou Lei" on his chest lay, his head up, and fiddle with the pendant from time to time.

"Leizi! Come out to pack up the props!"

"coming!"

Hou Lei slowly got out of the tent and yawned greatly.

"in!"

As soon as the voice fell, Hou Lei felt that there was an extra sugar in his mouth.

"Leizi, you said that I am so accurate now, can I be on stage to perform a flying knife?"

Hou Lei chewed the hard candy in his mouth and swallowed vaguely: "No chance, your teacher won't let you on stage, you have no chance."

"Yes." There are many pockets on the jacket, and the boy who doesn't wear flying knives is a little frustrated. On his breastplate is "official employee-trainee flying knife master-Zhu Dali", "you said, why my teacher won I have a chance to perform? I really think I'm doing pretty well."

Hou Lei thought for a while, fiddled with the pendant on his right ear, and said to himself: "Perhaps, you need another opportunity."

"Where else..."

Before Zhu Dali had finished speaking, he heard someone yelling "Teacher Fei Dao is injured, hurry up and call an ambulance."

Teacher Flying Sword?

Isn't that his master?

Zhu Dali's expression changed, and he hurried to the direction of the sound source.

Hou Lei grabbed his arm.

"What are you doing!" Zhu Dali wanted to stop Hou Lei's hand.

"Nuo, isn't the opportunity here? If you go too early now and go with the ambulance, the chance will be gone." Hou Lei took the initiative to let go, letting Zhu Dali stagger.

Zhu Dali understood Hou Lei's meaning.

The evening performance has a flying knife session, and the program list has been printed.

The master is injured. As long as he is still in the regiment at night, according to the manager's temperament, his chance to play...has been there.