Chapter 42: Appraisal (I)
Closing the door of the guest room, Jin Shaolan did not turn around immediately, but stood in front of the door and rubbed her eyebrows. "I'm a director," he silently complained to himself, "and the director doesn't need to be dressed in battle!" β
For a director, at least for Jin Shaolan, a third-rate niche director, it is not to direct his stumbling newcomers and idols who can eat by their faces to interpret joys and sorrows in front of the camera, but to practice "On the Self-cultivation of Actors" by himself. Still, he knew he was lucky enough:
Relying on his wonderful natural ability and considerable charisma after the bonus, he actually completed the task that those contractors with a tendency to physical attack can only accomplish by fighting life and death. Although there is a specialization in the art industry, and the battle of Alterac is not as dangerous as he describes, but what do others pay for? Intense concentration, a lot of physical exertion, risky fighting, spilling blood and sweat, plus the scars left by the battle. And what did he pay for? A day of "concerts" with a sore and hoarse throat.
So he was very sober, and the complaint just now stopped complaining. As for the scare brought by the fish-man fin soup,
β¦β¦ This, this is better not to be said.
Thinking of making an appointment with Bauer to go to Karazhan tomorrow morning, Jin Shaolan looked forward to it with some excitement. Just as he was about to take an early break, there was another knock on the door.
Standing outside was none other than Finley, a man with gold wire glasses. "Hi, excuse me," he smiled at Jin Shaolan with a kind smile, "Is it convenient to talk to me?" β
"Of course, please come in," Jin Shaolan also replied with a smile.
Seeing that his gaze lingered in the corridor for a moment, Finley closed the door with his backhand and said with a smile, "I watched that female mage also come over after returning to her room to rest." β
"You're a cautious man." Jin Shaolan agreed. He had just sent off another visitor, Ms. Tabesa of Dalaran. It may be that she didn't intend to let ordinary people come into contact with everything related, and after being guided by the servant to the guest room where she lived tonight, the eldest sister came to visit Jin Shaolan. "I asked Ms. Tabeza for a little thing, and she was so kind." He had no intention of dwelling on the subject, so he walked up to the table and asked, "Would you like a glass of brandy?" The Baron was a generous master who allowed me to be generous to others. β
"That's great, you know, I'm their governess now."
In just a few words, the distance between the two has been narrowed a lot, and they both feel that each other's conversation makes them quite similar. After Jin Shaolan poured herself and Finley a glass, Finley introduced herself and said, "I'm Finley, it's nice to meet you." β
Jin Shaolan smiled back and replied, "Hello, it's nice to meet you, I'm Jin." If you don't mind, you can call me Dr. Jin. β
"Okay, doctor." Finley smiled and nodded, then shook his head again, and said with a smile:
"It was my negligence. Sorry, of course, as you can see, 'Finley' is just the name I use when I interact with characters from this world. You can call me 'teacher', which is the code name I use in the space. β
Seeing that Jin Shaolan also smiled and nodded to show that he didn't mind, Finley teased: "However, 'Dr. Juniper's Son. GinοΌβοΌ I think you must be very popular with patients, after all, I'm sure there is no one who wouldn't be happy to see gin on the doctor's prescription for himself! β
While suppressing the feeling of shock and keeping himself silent on the surface, Jin Shaolan was glad in his heart - luck favored him again. When he smiled and nodded to Finley, he had already realized the mistake he had made from Finley's words, and today's smooth sailing made him lose his vigilance and normalcy, and he was paralyzed and careless, and even told the other party his real name. Fortunately, the misunderstanding brought about by the exchange covered up his mistakes, or ,ββmaybe the space's favor for him once again covered up his mistakes.
Jin Shaolan also figured out where Finley's misunderstanding came from: when the contractors communicated with each other, with the help of the Nightmare Mark, they would directly understand each other's words without the need for translation. For example, he hears that Finley speaks English, and at the same time, he naturally understands the meaning of the words in his mind. And "name" is obviously the part that Nightmare Mark will not "translate", so for Finley, the Oriental in front of him is the self-described name "Jìn" - pronunciation, not a square word that is not clear who is who at all - and this pronunciation has a homonym in his language: gin, gin, and similarly, "doctor" is often an honorific title for doctors in Finley's language, just as in Jin Shaolan's own country, doctors are used to calling doctors "doctor". "After all, the name doesn't mean much to us, does it?" He also smiled kindly, secretly alerting himself in his heart, and still talking and laughing with Finley on the surface.
"I think you missed the first step in recruiting too, right, doctor?" Holding the brandy, Finley smiled: "Me too, it's a pity, my limited ability and my first time entering this world made me unable to catch up with the recruitment half a month ago." If it weren't for my specialty of charisma, I wouldn't have had a chance even this time. β
"That's true." It was a surprise to meet the same kind, Jin Shaolan nodded again and again, and agreed very much: "Charm is really the foundation of a contractor like us." I'll tell you the truth, it's the same reason I was able to join. β
This is very reasonable, Dalaran's recruitment cannot be carried out every day, it must be carried out in stages, and the time between the two recruitments is naturally for the contractors to do tasks to pass the threshold. Jin Shaolan is once again full of gratitude for the love of space. Naturally, he wouldn't say anything about this to Finley.
Finley told him that he had not been able to catch up with the previous recruitment in Morninglight, so he managed to trigger the side quest and live in the Baron's house as a governess after some effort, because, he said, he knew that the mages who recruited in Dalaran would always be invited to visit the Baron's mansion. Today, he got his wish to get acquainted with Bauer, a regular customer, and after the dinner party, he was "discovered" to be able to work as a magic apprentice.
"I really envy those 'peers' who are synonymous with 'combat effectiveness'......." Finley ended the topic with a sigh of emotion. Jin Shaolan also felt the same way, and just now he also told Finley about today's story after a slight change, claiming that he had successfully contacted another mage as a bard, McGonagall, the protector of the Tabesa Kitchen Knives.