"Okay, okay, someone is really ruthless. As soon as I finished reporting the information, he kicked me away. Lu Shang looked indifferent and left the playground briskly.

Quan Yi's eyes were cold, and he suddenly felt irritable in his heart.

Unexpectedly disbanded the recruits who hadn't finished doing push-ups.

Just now, the old chief's assistant found him again and asked him to enter the old chief's dormitory.

"Quan Yi." The seventy-year-old chief, with a hint of kindness in his kindness. "Your wounds...... Your mother has seen me. She asked you to think about whether you could enter the showbiz or not, and she would be your agent. ”

Quan Yi sneered and slowly took the tea handed by the other party. "No, her kind of woman who has a little injury like the end of the world will worry about this."

"Your family is different, you are the only seedling. Coming to the military region to defend the country again, this is not ......" The old chief looked sad.

"If the old chief wants to kick me out of the army, I have no complaints."

The old chief choked, soothed his brows, and patted Quan Yi's shoulder lightly: "You are a good seedling, I will convince your mother." However, you can't participate in these four-month missions, just bring new recruits. ”

"Hmm."

There shouldn't be many major tasks in the past few months, so it's not impossible to help, bring troops, and make dinner appointments.

The old chief gave him a copy of the newspaper from sixteen years ago, with the big headline in bold letters: The world's criminals have finally been caught!

"I'm going to give you a simple and complex task right now to figure out the cause of death of natural black." The old chief said solemnly, pressing one hand to the newspaper.

"Yes."

……

Langsheng sat depressedly on the carpet in the living room, and he didn't want to make up the lessons, and no one checked whether he was right or wrong.

The point is, she wants to do the task, but no employer wants to hire her. Isn't there a mission where she doesn't make enough movement to make no one choose? Like Jian Zhu, the tasks are all full, and the whole person has to complete five or six tasks a day.

Her bank card is presumably blocked.

"Just go to work." Langsheng looks up to the sky, she can only play the violin and the language interpreter. Then go to a Chinese restaurant and apply for a violinist, 6,000 yuan a day, she is not greedy.

After all, the Yan family is not her money, she can't pull her face to ask for it, this is the principle.

It just so happened that she found a Chinese restaurant that matched her heart.

If you don't study at night, you will come to play the piano, and your income will depend on your performance. The back is specially marked: The owner is super handsome.

"Hmph, how can I be handsome." Langsheng snorted lightly, unhappy and continued to read the recruitment information.

Since the owner is so handsome, the people who should apply for the job are all girls, so she is very different!

As she was reasoning about something, she was drawn to the loud sound of the door closing upstairs.

"Morning and evening!" His father walked towards her with a smile on his face as if he had eaten a jar of honey.

"......" Dad, please restrain your obscene expression.

Father Yan pressed his two big hands on her shoulders, his eyes lit up, and he asked happily, "Have you taken the exam?" ”

"Hmm."

"Great! This is a chance for us to glorify our ancestors, day and night, don't be afraid, Dad will find you a cram school. ”

Langsheng instinctively ducked back, keeping a safe distance before calmly answering: "Forget it, I'll find a scholar to teach me." ”

"How can a student-level student know as much as a classroom-level student! Well, do you prefer Wisdom Tree Cram School or Universal Cram School? Father Yan asked, pointing to a piece of leaflet.

Ahem, listen to it. I know whether these two cram schools are very good or not.

"If you don't go, you can't stop me." Langsheng turned his head, leaving a dashing back and going upstairs.

The undefeated god of war is not a victorious general. Crashing in math, I decided to give up on treatment.