At ten o'clock in the morning, it was already past the sun and fart. After a while, An Ran rubbed his eyes and got up from the bed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info first kicked the boot button of the computer with her big female toes, and drank the lemon honey tea placed on the windowsill.

Comfortable~Comfortable~

An Ran asked in his heart, from the time he graduated from college to the present four years, he has actually only done two very correct medical things. One is to join the Celestial Squad, as a member of the system, follow his teammates to fight monsters and criminals every day, and take rich revenge.

The other is that he took over the job of this superhero tutor in the talent market a few days ago, and he has a good apprentice Qian Shangyi.

"Master, I've finally woken up, breakfast is cold, I'll give you hot again!" Shangyi's sister Deng Deng Deng ran upstairs, and when she saw that An Ran had already gotten up, she ran downstairs again.

It's really virtuous~

In the four years since he worked in the Celestial Squad, Enron has seen xenomorphic humans modified by immature genetic technology, and they are three meters and five tall like legendary giants. I have seen witch magicians in Southeast Asia, who can make people crawl out of disgusting insects from their facial features with a single finger. I've seen the bones of the ancient Atlanteans, and I've seen the aliens in Area 51 of the United States.

But if these are not as strong as the impact of Shangyi's sister on Enron, because who would have thought that a white rich and beautiful girl worth hundreds of millions would be a crazy superhero fan, and she is also gentle and lovely, elegant and virtuous, and proficient in housework and cooking.

Enron once imagined that one day he would be forced to fight against a character like Thor in American comics, who came out of mythology, but he never imagined that such a perfect girl who seemed to come out of Japanese manga would appear next to him.

After scribbling and having breakfast, An Ran reclined down on the sofa, listening to the quiet birdsong unique to the suburbs outside, imagining the peers who were struggling in the cubicles in the city center, imagining the teammates of the Celestial Squad who might be fighting terrorists from some country, An Ran suddenly felt a little bit of a winner in life for the first time.

Then, wait for lunch.

"Master! You've messed up the sofa cushions! Can't you sit well, you have to be paralyzed, ugly to death! Sister Shangyi complained while pouring a cup of tea and putting it in front of An Ran.

An Ran tried his best to keep his comfortable posture still, but smiled on his face:

"Don't you know that this kind of sitting posture has been popular recently, the fashion that started from Uncle Ge You."

"Humph!" Sister Shangyi snorted cutely.

In just a few days of moving into Enron's house, she has a very in-depth understanding of Enron. At the beginning, as a young and beautiful girl, she was still a little apprehensive in her heart, after all, according to the strength shown by An Ran, if he really seemed to do something, then she couldn't resist at all.

But soon she found that she was too worried, and An Ran seemed even more shy and cautious than her, never entering her room for several days, never even knocking on the door a few times, and trying her best to get out of her door. At first, when she volunteered to do some housework, An Ran refused many times because she was embarrassed, and it was not until the past two days that she accepted it.

In addition to the shy accident, Enron's laziness also left a deep impression on her. She was still a little skeptical before, according to Enron, who was considered outstanding among the strong awakened people, why she was not famous at all. Even if An Ran can't become an entertaining hero if he is not sociable, then he shouldn't be buried among combat heroes. Now she finally understands the reason, a character like An Ran didn't starve to death, thanks to his convenient ability.

"Master! When are we going to start teaching superheroes? Shang Yi felt that although it was a little inconsistent with the master-apprentice etiquette education she received before, she should still urge An Ran, otherwise he might not be able to remember that he still had something to do for a while.

"Ahh cough~" When An Ran heard this topic, he hurriedly bounced up from the sofa, cleared his throat, and put on a formal expression.

An Ran was the kind of kid who would put off his homework until the last day of the holiday since he was a child, but the only thing he had was that he would always try to finish his homework. The current situation is the same, Shang Yi's sister is very good at both tuition and housework, she took the initiative to mention this job that Enron should have done, and Enron naturally had to take it seriously.

"Hehe, in fact, I've already thought about it, just waiting for you to ask, interest teaching is effective, isn't it~" An Ran smiled dryly to cover up his embarrassment, and hurriedly continued: "I have consulted my friends who graduated from the normal department, although there are not many things to refer to in superhero training, but I still summed up a set of methods."

That's to teach students according to their aptitude. ”

An Ran paused and asked Shang Yi seriously:

"Do you want to be a combat hero or an entertaining hero?"

"Combat!" Sister Shang Yi did not hesitate at all. With her appearance and emotional intelligence, if she wants to mix in the entertainment industry, her father can make her popular in a thousand ways, so why suffer as a superhero.

"That's good, if you want to be an entertaining person, I can't teach you, and I have to refund your tuition......" An Ran breathed a sigh of relief: "That's easy, just improve your combat ability." There are not so many twists and turns to be a combat hero, it's just four words, you live and die. ”

An Ran kept a straight face and tried to make the last few words that exaggerated the atmosphere cool. But in fact, what he said is right, he has been working for four years, and he has killed countless mutants, little monsters, terrorists, etc., and the whole community may not be able to live, but he has not even sprained his ankle once.

"Hmmm! It's all up to the master's arrangement! The fire of struggle in Shang Yi's heart has begun to burn.

"Then I need to know a little bit about your current situation, to know what strengths you have besides being particularly rich, and to give you ideas. After all, like Iron Man and Uncle Donald Duck, they are quite rich, but they are not a routine, and even the style of painting is different. ”

"Master, if you ask, I'll tell you all in detail." Shang Yi still had a serious face.

"Are you in good health, do you have any diseases, are you good at sports, do you have any motion sickness, seasickness, or airsickness?" Don't look at this problem, but it's also true. If you fall from the sky with a cool set of equipment on your back, and you have a heart attack or vomit as soon as you land, then don't be a superhero.

"I'm in good health, I keep exercising, I have won awards in high school and college sports, and my dad often takes me to play parachuting, sailing and other sports when he is on vacation." Shang Yi sighed a little that she was fortunate not to be the kind of girl who sat quietly in the boudoir. An Ran was a little ashamed when he heard this, he couldn't run a thousand meters before he awakened his ability.

"Are you good at technology? How well do you know about mechanics and ideas? What kind of super high-IQ talent? An Ran was obviously inspired by Iron Man by asking this, and if it was put on Shang Yi, he didn't think it was at all. After all, as a rich girl in the 21st century, she can even do housework, so it is not a big deal to surpass Hawking's IQ.

Shang Yi shook her head a little ashamedly, as if she had missed an opportunity in life: "I don't know anything about it, I studied dance in the Academy of Arts in college, and my head hurts when I see the knowledge of mathematics, physics and chemistry." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, it's good to learn dance." An Ran hurriedly comforted her: "Learning dance shows that you are very good at flexibility and coordination, and you have advantages when learning body movements." ”

After An Ran asked Shang Yi some questions in detail, such as whether she had received combat and shooting training, Shang Yi's answer was surprising, she actually worshiped an ancient martial arts that she had studied under a swordsman for more than half a year, no wonder she always called An Ran as a master, and her demeanor was very formal, it turned out that she had been educated by traditional martial artists.

"Then it's actually very simple, Batman's kind of hero with a combination of personal abilities and high-tech equipment is your target. Maybe you don't have as much intelligence as him, but this kind of stuff experience mostly makes up for it. When I find someone to put together all your equipment, I will take you to the Hero Deployment Center to take on a few more tasks, and I will protect you if you can't get hurt, and you can hone and hone more. ”

Shang Yi heard An Ran say this, and she was so excited that she was shooting little stars in her eyes again, she worshipped An Ran as a teacher because she took a fancy to An Ran's strong ability, and exercising with him was both safe and full of opportunities.

An Ran was also secretly happy, such a so-called practical teaching is easy and can grind time, but it is just to take this oil bottle around for a trip, and you can also get a period of tuition for a while.

But suddenly, An Ran's face changed:

"That's not right!"

"What's the matter, master?" Shang Yi was very nervous, and she was already immersed in happiness, and she suddenly seemed to have fallen into an abyss.

"Can't be Batman, it's so ugly, what does a pretty girl look like running around in a black cape and a mask with pointed ears. Wait for you to match a blonde wig, and then make a nano deformation suit cosplay Shui Bingyue (all you know are old drivers) How good. ”

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Just do it, An Ran took out his mobile phone and began to rummage, who can help Shang Yi make a suitable preparation. Enron is not a sociable person, although there are more scientific and technological talents in the contact circle over the years, but there are few who are really familiar with each other.

However, when An Ran was rummaging through the address book, the sharp-eyed Shang Yi suddenly screamed, snatched the mobile phone, and pointed to one of the photos of a fair woman and yelled at An Ran:

"Master, master!! You even have the phone number of the captain of country Z? ”