Chapter 8: Mr. Voice(1/3)
"The others, I can't see them today. Xiao Xiangzi has to be busy dealing with several cases today. Xiao Yinzi is the king's talent, guarding the head coach in an endless step."
"As for Xiao Baozi, are you picking up girls in the heart? Today you can only see me, but it doesn't matter, I am the trump card, remember this."
Xu Manyu's charming look was almost overflowing from the screen.
"Restrain a little." Liu Bing said disgustedly.
"Tsk, you incompetent soldier, are you jealous of me getting my little brother Jiang's like?"
Ma Liang frowned. It felt like he was going to quarrel, so he immediately stopped talking:
"Does the coach have any other instructions?"
Xu Manyu proudly raised her thick breasts and no longer paid attention to Liu Bing:
"If the diseased domain is successfully purified in three days, Xiao Yanzi will come to pick up little brother Jiang and meet the coach. The coach will personally arrange the task for little brother Jiang."
Ma Liang and Liu Bing were both shocked.
There is no one around the coach except the soldier.
The name of this organization is very simple, it is called "chess".
Everyone in the chess organization has their own chess job and the division of labor is very clear.
It is for each chess job.
Some important tasks are issued by the sect.
They haven't seen the coach for a long time.
Since the coach went outside the sick city and returned after searching for the truth about the origin of the disease era, it seems that the coach has contracted another strange disease.
He became very fond of sleep, and at night, the coach went to bed impatiently.
It seems that before dark, I have entered a state of sleep.
They still remember that the last time they saw the coach, the coach sighed when he left:
“The day is getting shorter and shorter…”
Since then, the coach has never appeared, and all tasks are issued by the soldiers.
Only the soldiers always guard the coach.
Xu Manyu said:
"I'm surprised. Although little brother Jiang is a newcomer, his chess position may not be a soldier."
Of course, it was not easy for the soldier to see the head coach, and Ma Liang looked at Jiang Bengshu in confusion.
Isn't this kid a new taxi?
Jiang Bingshu thinks it shouldn't be:
"Coach, does he know me?"
Although he has strong adaptability, it does not mean that he does not think and accept it without thinking.
Today's recruitment is obviously not a temporary intention.
This organization seems to have observed itself for a long time.
But who would be interested in yourself as a healthy person?
Xu Manyu shook his head:
"From the coach's reaction, he probably hasn't seen you, but you are in the coach's dream."
"As for the special thing about you in that dream, you will only know when you see the coach."
"So, Brother Jiang, let's try to survive in the subway disease area purification action in three days."
"Although you purified the disease domain during the interview, it is itself a low-level disease domain.
"Don't underestimate the medical field. We don't know what the next twisted rule is."
Three days later? It seems that only when you see the coach, you will find out the reason.
Jiang Bingshu nodded, feeling a little expectant, but was also very nervous, afraid that the disease domain would not be stopped by then.
In comparison, he was more worried about the terrible consequences of the spread of the disease.
"By the way, what kind of person is the head coach? Height, short, fat, thin? Is he a man or a woman? Young or older?"
Xu Manyu's face was a little red, and the face of this royal sister actually showed a girlish shyness:
"The coach, you are a perfect person. You will know when you see him."
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The meeting ended soon. Xu Manyu was still in the heart and was dealing with some things.
This "new year-end welcome" is essentially to let Jiang Bengshu and Ma Liang get to know each other.
In the following time, Liu Bing brought Jiangbians to familiarize himself with the environment.
Jiang Bingshu's proficiency is not average.
Liu Bing only took a glass of water, and soon, Jiang Bingshu started chatting with the old people.
Uncle Wu, Aunt Liu, Aunt Zhang, Uncle Liang... I soon became familiar with these old people.
Liu Bing is in a mess in the wind. Is this person really not having a social barrier?
Can any environment be accepted in seconds?
Later, Jiang Bingshu had already started playing chess with all the old men, and he was having a lot of fun killing.
He could guess more or less that these old men were not simple.
This chess and card room looks like you can come in at will.
But it is obvious that the conversation between Ma Liang and Xu Manyu should not be something that anyone can listen to.
Based on this alone, Jiang Bengshu was convinced that he should have a good relationship with the elderly.
Liu Bing saw it and could not tell how many times this was, and he had a bonus point in the impression of Jiang Bingshu.
A smile appeared on her cold face.
This new colleague is not bad.
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At night, the ginger-diseased tree is completed in one day.
I have a deeper understanding of the disease and the disease domain.
The old men saw that the ginger-diseased tree was very healthy, not like those in the lung area, so they advised the ginger-diseased tree to get sick.
On the contrary, they think that ginger trees should stay healthy, but they have to keep a low profile and learn to disguise.
"Once your disease hatches a disease, the disease cannot be cured and can only be controlled as appropriate. It will accompany you for life."
"And no one knows which disease will cause the disease."
"Little Tree, I'm fine if you listen to your uncle."
"If you get a strange disease, you will suffer for a lifetime. What ability? Once you pass the novelty, what's the difference between that ability and a healthy body?"
These insights are difficult to understand even if they have not lived to that age in the sick city.
Jiang Bingshu was just thinking about something and did not accept it completely.
On the third floor of Baichuan Chess and Cards Entertainment Room, Liu Bing has already cleaned up the room for him.
However, Jiang Bingshu did not live there, but returned to his residence.
No. 102 Jing Street, Lung District.
The disease hatchery here is the disease hatchery No. 25, and the ginger trees on the streets here are very familiar.
Not far from the orphanage, he has an old house of his own.
It was left to him by the old monk. The old monk is one of the few relatives of Jiangbianshu.
But it is not a blood relative in the true sense, but Jiang Bingshu regards him as his own relative.
Because I have been taken care of by others since I was a child.
However, not long ago, the old monk went out to a far-distance gate and said he was looking for his relatives, but there was no news at this point.
Jiang Bingshu lives next to the old monk.
Looking back today, he experienced a failed interview cleaning, and then successfully entered the disease domain and joined the chess organization.
But he didn't know what his chess job was.
Speaking of which, he discovered something, that there was only one organization, chariot, horse, artillery, and the ministers.
To be continued...