"Huh?"

This time, Fang Mo was really surprised.

Liu Dezhao, the owner of Tostoyer Studio, suddenly came to the door, and Fang Mo thought of many possibilities, such as the other party wanting to repent, refusing to compensate, such as the other party wanting to ask him for his guilt, and ......

But I didn't expect that as soon as Liu Dezhao opened his mouth, he would actually invite him to be a designer!

"That...... I said Boss Liu, you ...... Not kidding, right? Please let me be a designer? What do you think I'm qualified to be a designer? ”

"Absolutely." Liu Dezhao's tone was very affirmative. "Based on your evaluation of the Moth-shaped Flying Sword at the exhibition, and your excellent understanding of the core circle of the Thick Earth Flying Sword when you came with Mr. Feng just now, I think you definitely have what it takes to work as a designer in our studio."

Fang Mo couldn't help but shake his head.

"No, no, no, Boss Liu, you must have misunderstood something. I was just...... Ahem, it's just that it's just going to find fault. I can see the design of the core circle inside the moth-shaped flying sword and the thick earth flying sword, but what do you want me to design...... I really don't understand. ”

"If you can see the problem, you already prove that you are a qualified designer." Liu Dezhao still spoke affirmatively. "Not to mention, you can not only see the problem, but also point out the cause of the problem, which means that you have the potential to be a good designer. What do you think? Mr. Fang, are you interested in joining our studio? ”

"I'm ......" Fang Mo's eyes rolled, but he swallowed back the words of refusal, and asked rhetorically: "Then can I ask, if I join, what will you give in return?" ”

"Huh? Very good, Mr. Fang, if you have the will. Hearing Fang Mo's loose tone, Liu Dezhao smiled and said, "Regarding the remuneration, our studio is still in the preliminary stage, so it will not be too high. The standard now implemented is a basic monthly salary of 20,000 yuan, and if you complete a flying sword design, there will be an additional bonus. In the case of a flying sword that we successfully exhibited last time, after the design was completed and the order was negotiated, each designer in the studio received a prize of 100,000 federal coins. ”

A monthly salary of 20,000? And an extra bonus? 100,000 in one bonus?

Fang Mo's eyes lit up suddenly.

If you can have this income, not only do you not have to worry about your usual life, but you also hope that your debts will be paid off within this year, and even quenching fluid is not impossible to buy!

However, ecstasy only lasted in Fang Mo's mind for a few seconds, and he quickly calmed down.

Although the conditions proposed by Liu Dezhao are very tempting, they ...... Does he really have what it takes to be a designer?

The bottom line is, is it really good to join Tostoyère?

Because of the second-generation "Moth" type flying sword, as well as Feng Xiaoge's thick earth flying sword, Fang Mo had a very bad impression of this studio, and felt that they didn't look like a studio that honestly developed flying swords, because their flying sword designs were always full of stealing chickens and dogs, which made him dislike it very much.

But it would be a pity if this rare good condition was just let go.

Fang Mo thought for a moment and replied, "Boss Liu, although I am very interested in joining your studio, I am only a student after all, and my main task is to study, so it is impossible to go to your studio to work separately." Thank you, Boss Liu, for your ......."

"Mr. Fang, are you not satisfied with the conditions I offered?"

Hearing that Fang Mo had the intention of refusing, Liu Dezhao was a little anxious.

When he heard Wei Rou mention the existence of Fang Mo at the exhibition, he was very interested in this guy who could easily detect the design problem of the "moth" type flying sword, and felt that he was missing a rare talent.

And today I learned from Wei Rou that Fang Mo actually came to the studio by himself, and slapped him in the face in front of Sun Xiang, a designer......

Thinking of Sun Xiang's expression when he mentioned Fang Mo to draw the core formation blueprint in front of him just now, Liu Dezhao quickly made up his mind.

"Mr. Fang, we can talk about the conditions. If you are not satisfied, you can count it, as long as it is within a reasonable range, I will try my best to be satisfied. Our studio has not been established for a long time, and it is in the stage of thirst for talents, as long as you are willing to come, we ......"

"No, Boss Liu, you misunderstood."

Although Fang Mo was very happy to hear the meaning of Liu Dezhao's words, he still had no interest in actually joining the Tostoye studio.

"I mean...... What do you think...... How about a part-time job? ”

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The internal martial arts competition of the Second High School Affiliated to Jingnan City of Kaitian Jianmen is still going on in an orderly manner.

After another 4 days of fierce competition, the list of students below level 6 and below has been determined.

The next competition is to decide the students of level 7 and above.

So far, the students who have been able to remain on the list of undetermined grades are all students in the school who are already relatively strong and well-known in the school.

After all, it has only been half a year since the last internal martial arts competition in the school, and under normal circumstances, even if any student has grown in strength, it will not increase much, and the level will not be improved, so the vast majority of students on the list will not be surprised.

But not without exceptions.

For example, Fang Mo is one of them.

In the previous several internal martial arts competitions in the school, the highest was only Fang Mo, who was rated at level 2, but in this martial arts competition, he was like a bamboo, all the way from level 1 to level 6.

There are dozens of battles in a row in the middle, and it is even more undefeated.

Such an astonishing achievement immediately attracted the attention of many people within the school, not only the students, but also the teachers who had seen many gifted students.

Fang Mo, who had been in the school for three years before, had always been inconspicuous, why did he make a splash at the last school internal martial arts competition, and suddenly showed such amazing strength?

For a while, a lot of rumors about Fang Mo arose.

What is "Fang Mo suddenly opened up the second vein of Ren Du", "Fang Mo doesn't know where he learned the magic skills", "Fang Mo realized it in one night, and the exercises were completed" and so on......

Even the rumors that "Fang Mo has learned some kind of evil sect exercises, and this will make the exercises improve by leaps and bounds", and "Fang Mo was pulled over by a certain scientific organization, and his body has been specially strengthened and transformed, and now he has become a cyborg", also spread.

Of course, among these rumors, the one that spreads the most widely and is also the one that makes the most people believe is "Fang Mo deliberately hid his strength in the past few years".

Relatively speaking, this rumor is indeed more plausible.

Because no one could explain why Fang Mo's strength had grown by leaps and bounds in such a short period of time, and by leaps and bounds.

Fang Mo was holding a huge lunch box in his hand, and he felt very troublesome with all kinds of complicated stares and fingers projected by the students around him along the way.

When he was not famous, no one would pay attention to what he did in school, but now that he is suddenly famous, people are watching him everywhere, and it is difficult to sneak to the back of the library to deliver food to Su Fang like a few days ago.

After thinking about it for a moment, he patted his head and simply plunged into the library.

Seeing Fang Mo's action, several students who were pointing and whispering to him in the distance showed expressions of sudden realization.

"I'll just say, he must be hiding his strength. You see, he didn't forget to go to the library during lunch time. With such hard work, how can it be that the strength is not strong. One student said.

Several students next to him nodded their heads with a rather agreeing expression.

"That's right, where are there so many adventures or something, and it's not a novel."

"Well, let's hurry up and eat, and after eating, we will hurry up and cultivate, and work hard, maybe we will have a chance to improve the rating next time."

"Okay."

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Fang Mo didn't know what the other students were talking about behind his back, after entering the library, he went straight to the second floor, and then felt into a corner close to the outer wall and also close to the school wall, looked left and right to make sure that there was no one, opened the window first, and jumped straight down.

"Bang-"

Jumping from a height of more than four meters, Fang Mo stepped directly into a pit in the dirt.

As soon as he got around, he looked up and saw Su Fang with a surprised and slightly funny expression.

She pointed to square ink, on top of her finger head.

"Why?"

Fang Mo shrugged: "It's nothing, I didn't want to be seen, so I jumped directly from it." Come on, today I made pan-fried chicken wings, homemade pancakes, and small cakes for snacks, whether you like it or not. ”

"I like it."

Su Fang nodded with a smile, skillfully helped Fang Mo open the lunch box, found a pair of chopsticks by himself, and unceremoniously picked up the chicken wings and started eating.

Of course, Fang Mo would not lag behind, he also picked up the chicken wings, and together with Su Fang, he ate them as if they had robbed them.

Although he ate quickly, he still did not delay Fang Mo while eating, opening his personal terminal and browsing the news and information on the pan-galaxy network.

Every day at noon, with Su Fang, the time to watch some news while eating is a rare leisure time for him to spend all day long.

After watching it for a while, suddenly a piece of news attracted Fang Mo's attention.

The content of this news is to say that recently, due to the proximity to the graduation season of the major colleges of the Earth Federation, many cultivation organizations outside the Federation have sent people into the Federation, intending to compete for the precious source of monk students in the Earth Federation.

At the same time, many spiritual organizations and even individuals who have not been officially recognized by the federal government, but do not want to let go of this opportunity to steal talents, have also infiltrated it.

Among these spiritual organizations and individuals, there are many criminal organizations and individuals that are not so formal, and can even be said to have a certain evil nature.

In the news, it was said that for this reason, not only the Earth Federation officials, but even the Spiral Arm Guard General Administration sent a warning to the people in the cultivation realm of the Earth Federation, hoping to pay attention to these evil organizations and individuals.

In particular, examples of these organizations and individuals require special attention and vigilance.

Fang Mo found a familiar figure in the pictures of these people given.

It was the guy who almost slapped him to death in the sewer pipe that day.

Fang Mo narrowed his eyes and watched the news seriously, his gaze fixed on the man with a scar on his face.

His name is Kalamage, nicknamed the carrion-eating vulture, and his place of birth is unknown, but he is said to be from the Larsen system, which is 1,400 light-years away from the Earth Federation.

He is a Galaxy-C wanted person with a warrant issued by the Spiral Arm Guard General for a known crime of massacring two villages and towns on a certain planet, killing more than 500 civilians.

There are other crimes, but they are all accusations, and there is no sufficient evidence to prove that he did it.

But even so, it is a great crime enough to be humanely destroyed, so it is listed as a galaxy wanted.

Fang Mo firmly remembered his name and appearance, and snorted coldly in his heart.

Even if he ignored this guy's crime of slaughtering more than 500 civilians, just wanting to kill himself that day would have sentenced him to death in Fang Mo's heart.

In the future, my strength is enough, and I still have a chance, I must strive to kill this guy with my own hands!

Fang Mo took a bite of the chicken wings viciously, and was about to flip through the next news, when Su Fang suddenly thought of something, stopped gnawing on the chicken wings, and looked up at him.

"Fang Mo." The Su side shouted at him.

"Huh?" Fang Mo was a little surprised, Su Fang rarely took the initiative to speak.

"I'm going to say goodbye to you."

"Huh?"