Chapter 463 NO.46: So the mercenaries in the office are boring

Author: Gu Xinxuan

Chapter 463 NO.46 So the mercenaries in the office are boring

Although Representative Qianming’s words were concise and concise, almost to the level of ‘explain it to me within twenty words’.

But when the other party doesn't really want to cooperate.

Talking things out of context can be counterproductive.

"Revival of aggression..."

"Electronic intrusion..."

"Aliens plus locals..."

The idea of ​​chewing reflects the standard classification of this matter in Omer's mind.

——Results, processes, and actors. The result of thinking in this order is a wave of hands in silence:

"That's it. Thank you for your enthusiastic sharing. I will bring two more fruits. Do you want to bring you one too?"

"Here are two apples."

Most people would be stunned when they come over with information so excitedly and see such a reaction, but she obviously doesn't care!

Even when he saw Omer getting up and obviously removing the soundproof barrier, he didn't seem to care much. He just waited until the other party handed over the dinner plate, took it and asked again:

"Are you really that uninterested?"

"Why am I interested?" Omer asked her, and then looked back at Bourbon, who had already exchanged the phone with Akane.

Being able to calmly enter the KTV and pick up the microphone without worrying about any accidents is a strange and new experience for cyber horse girls.

However, the previous hour was just for them to get in shape and warm up, so it didn't matter even if they got a little carried away.

"Aliens! Although I don't know very well, they are all alien time-travelers, right?"

"It's indeed a bit special, but I still want to watch Tachyon, Bourbon, and Tea House's competition this week." Omo said and raised his hand in response to Akane's wave.

The latter also noticed Qianming, who was also waving to her, and immediately showed a wicked smile and sat down next to Tako.

The meaning of this was somewhat unclear, which made Omer a little concerned, but he also heard Qianming on the side clapping his hands: "That's it!"

"The Cosmos Award... I still remember a few days before my debut, my trainer was so nervous!"

Omer nodded slightly to show understanding.

"So you can't expect a trainer like that to get involved in any cases, right?"

"Even if she wasn't nervous, she wouldn't be able to get involved, but I think Trainer Omer is different!"

"I'll just accept it as a compliment. After all, it's hard to accept it if you don't think so."

"What's so hard to accept? You're not a mercenary!" Qianming happily patted Omo's back, "Getting involved in this kind of thing is in line with everyone's imagination of mercenaries!"

"That's the problem, no one has entrusted me with it, right?"

Omer turned back and glanced at the cybernetic horse girl who had already spoken in response to the music.

"Youth Concubine"/Youth Syndrome seems to be a popular piece of music on the Internet. Compared with the music itself, Cyber ​​Horse Girl deserves more praise for not showing her usual stiffness and coldness in her singing.

But this was expected by both of them.

After all, the 'coach' who originally tried to correct Bourbon's speaking habits was Representative Qianming, and it was not like Omer had never heard Bourbon sing.

Singing, dance, and Central Teresin have professional courses, and they are included in the required main courses.

Therefore, you can expect the talents of any horse girl who has attended Treson for more than a year.

Even problems such as being tone-deaf or having the same hands and feet have all been corrected by professional teachers early on.

They've already worn the first round of pain masks and stuff.

What the trainers are responsible for is not to let their efforts go to waste.

For these horse girls, dancing skills are never the biggest difficulty, the stage itself is.

The school's dance practice room and even the open-air stage are equipped with top-notch equipment.

But the stage that attracts the most attention must be earned by the horse girls themselves.

And after you earn this stage, you must have the psychological quality to be worthy of such a stage.

So Omo called Datuo Sun God, hoping to negotiate on this matter.

DJ Ma Niang, who has been immersed in nightclubs and discotheques for a long time, has the ability to attract a lot of "audiences" to simulate and create stage effects.

Even if it is an OP-level event, the audience at the winner's stage will not be less than 10,000.

Not to mention adolescent girls, even adults may not dare to meet the scrutiny of these eyes.

But when it comes to this issue, Omo has confidence in them.

Rather.

Anyone with the label of "problem child" is not someone who cares about other people's eyes.

And it just so happened that these three men under Omer were all considered problem children in Teresin.

Of course, since Ma Niang is so special, the trainer is no better.

"Even if you are a mercenary in the office, you are not doing charity. Besides, my current situation is only a little better than Miss Junchuan."

He said, raising his hand to pinch a small slit.

He had to squeeze in time to stay at the KTV, and after leaving, he had to run a few laps to maintain his condition, and he also had to seize the opportunity to browse the forum and read about other horse ladies' recent developments.

As the competition day approaches, I can also experience the unique feeling of uneasiness among mentors when students who are teaching for the first time are about to face the test.

What? You said that a good teacher wouldn’t be nervous about students’ test scores?

Then...just think that the elders care about whether the younger ones are crooked.

Omer hopes to pay close attention to the status of the three horse girls in the past few days until they step onto the field - although it is unlikely, but if they really fall on the first step, at least it will not be caused by something that he did not do well.

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"Eh? Are you so busy?"

"Of course, so do you have any official nomination letter or something?" he asked.

"It's best to have the kind where the remuneration and scope of work are fully filled out."

"No." Qianming's answer was crisper than the sound of the apple she chewed.

"No?"

"No."

"Forget it then." Omer waved his hand and looked back at the high platform in front of him.

Right in the middle of the song, the lyrics are still calling for a super unrestrained wild nature.

The wild nature of the cybernetic horse girl...

It's probably because a few solar furnaces were added to the final server...

Omo thought casually, raised his hand to clap with the other girls, and then looked sideways at Qianming, who was quieter.

She is holding her mobile phone.

"I thought you were recruiting people for the official, but I didn't expect you to actually investigate on your own behalf?"

Qian Ming, who put down his cell phone and looked up into the air, saw the light screen of the terminal. Hearing this, Qian Ming chuckled.

"They won't let me interfere in such a big matter~"

"Are you really a private detective?"

"Yes, I even have a certificate," she quickly took out a small ID, "Cool!"

"If I remember correctly, you also have a trainer's certificate and a medical certificate."

"You have a good memory!"

"Do you like doing research?" Although he had never heard of such people before, this was the first time for Omer to see him.

"This is a lesson from my parents' experience. Life will be more difficult when you deviate from the work you are accustomed to and lack documents."

"I agree," Omo nodded, "but there are many opportunities for undocumented people in this world. Even if it's just a short-term part-time job, they can still make ends meet."

"Trainer Omo looks very emotional! He also has a lot of certificates, right?"

"Not really, I just learned a lot of skills. Compared with professional certificates, there are many professions in the world that are compatible with more skills."

"That's why I appreciate you!" Qianming raised her hand again, this time patting his shoulder, "I thought Trainer Omo would be interested, so I kindly reminded him!"

"There might be monsters or something like that, but rather there will definitely be them!"

"It's a pity that if it's just a monster, it's not worth interrupting my schedule."

Omer, who had clicked the song "Strange Beast Flowers", was unmoved: "Although I have always emphasized that mercenaries are my main job, during this period, I want to be a responsible trainer."

"Understood, come on!"

"Don't rush to say this kind of closing words. Can you provide more detailed information?"

"?...You don't want to call the police, do you?"

"Are you going to delay it until the situation gets worse? Miss Qianming."

"...The mercenaries in the office are boring!"

Despite pouting and complaining like this, Qianming still raised his hand and swiped, causing Omo's terminal screen to suddenly light up.

A pop-up window appeared asking him whether to accept the file.

I was resurrected and watched Super Mario, or Super Princess Peach.

How to put it... Some old fans may say that Mario's positioning and growth are insufficient, and the script is too American, but the author is not a ten-year-old fan, so the look and feel is actually good, at least the Mario series I have played It integrates well into the game.

And... Princess Peach, the long-standing mascot, is i-like this time. While watching, my brother complained in a low voice and said: "He can defeat the entire Bowser Kingdom by himself!"

And...Bourbon's CV Ikumi Hasegawa seems to have sung "Youth Syndrome" directly on live...? I have seen this version on music software
Chapter completed!