"Wang Mingyu... You're a minute late..."

The next day, at the agreed place for morning tea, Zhang Song took a Pad, drank coffee and waited in a remote corner. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I'm sorry..."Is there any mistake? Wang Mingyu muttered in his heart, he didn't fall asleep until nearly three o'clock last night, this Zhang Song actually fell asleep at about half past six in the morning, is this bullying the humanoid monster must sleep?

"Mr. Ziqiao, I thought you would be waiting for me in the teahouse reading the newspaper and drinking a bowl of catechin," Wang Mingyu felt very restrained in his heart, but he had to express it in such a tactful way: "It's trendy enough, and I still use Pad." ”

"You are..."Zhang Song locked the screen of the Pad and shook the coffee cup gently: "Do you have an opinion about me?"

"Don't dare, don't dare... I just think that ancient gods and demons like you are all immortal wind bones, or at least they are very respectful of traditional habits. ”

"Ancient gods and demons?" Wang Mingyu sighed in his heart: I thought you had to start with three words.

"I'll assume you're not familiar with my identity... Don't describe me like that in the future... Either call me by my name or call me an auditor, as for Mr. Ziqiao, I don't think we are familiar to this point. ”

Wang Mingyu scolded again and again in his heart: "Comrade auditor, can we start our audit?"

"This is first of all... The word comrade seems to have another meaning in the yang world, but I am not, so don't call me that... Secondly the audit has already begun, and if you have no opinion, I hope to check your Grader Manual. ”

"Okay..."Wang Mingyu took out the manual from his backpack and respectfully handed it to Zhang Song: "Please read!"

"This manual—" Zhang Song took the manual and touched the scar on it—it was cut by the family of the patient who had lost his mind at Union Hospital.

"It seems that you are a bit of a grader, and the manuals for the most important tasks have been made so big. ”

"This is to investigate the Soul Eater incident, and being cut down by a bewitched person is a sign of my desperation to complete the mission. ”

"Nonsense!" Zhang Song refuted Wang Mingyu unceremoniously, then spread the manual on the table and slowly opened it: "I have doubts about your work attitude when you damage important work documents so easily." ”

"Fox fairy, wild bear spirit, crane spirit..."

Zhang Song began to slowly check the mission record, and Wang Mingyu seemed to have time standing still again, until Zhang Song spoke next time.

"Mission efficiency is acceptable, but..."

Before Wang Mingyu could catch his breath, he was attacked again. Zhang Song pointed to Wang Mingyu's ghost-like handwriting: "Let's not say that your handwriting is ugly, the description of the registered monster is extremely undetailed, according to the regulations, it is necessary to make a detailed description of the date of birth and death, appearance, body type, personality and other characteristics." Look at you, each monster has only a few words, hastily leveled..."

"Isn't it..."

"Mr. Kong Ming's mission report..."Zhang Song tapped the illustrated book about Zhuge Liang in the manual with his right index finger: "Why didn't I see you write it?"

"Mr. Kong Ming, he found me by himself and saved me, can it be regarded as an emergency, does this also have to write a report?"

"Why don't you write it?" Zhang Song closed the manual angrily and pushed it in front of Wang Mingyu: "Forget it, your manual inspection will come here first, and then let's see your business ability." ”

"Aren't you on a mission yet?"

"I already contacted Hades when I came over, and you may receive it in a little while. ”

Zhang Song stared at Wang Mingyu intently, and his right index finger tapped rhythmically on the coffee table. Wang Mingyu stared at Zhang Song's hand in a daze—because only then would he feel that time was slowly passing. Perhaps until now, the work of a grader has been relatively easy and free for him, until the arrival of this auditor.

"Now the underworld is really getting more and more sloppy in the selection of graders..."Zhang Song took a sip of coffee, shook his head and looked out the window. Wang Mingyu thought to himself that people with this old-school audit style should be holding the account book and drinking a bowl of tea, and besides, he didn't participate in any competitive selection or anything like that, so he was elected in a daze, who knew that there would be this one.

"I'm a newcomer to both the monster and the grader, and I ask for a lot of advice from a big guy like the auditor. ”

"Specific rectification opinions... I will submit it to your leadership in the form of a report... But judging by how I've seen you so far... I have a bad opinion of you..."

Zhang Song, Zhang Song, what kind of monster are you, you are tired of being accepted by state-owned enterprises! If Cao Cao saw you like this, I would like to cut you directly, and you will still go and offer pictures. During the Anti-Japanese War, weren't you just a guide to the imperial army: Sir-this-way!

"Brother, has the auditor from your side arrived?" - Wang Mingyu looked at his mobile phone, and Deng Chen's WeChat arrived.

"Annoying, what about you?"

"I'm not yet, damn it, there is an examiner who seems to be the eight-strand essay back then, I can't stand it..."

Big cousin Deng Chen, Lu Xiaoyu, your viagra, fruit~ join the group chat.

The name of the group was changed by the eldest cousin Deng Chen to "Forced Rating Engineer Audit Tucao Group".

"Come on, come on, everyone's auditors have arrived, let's focus here and complain. ”

"Which of you knows me miserably !! Lin Zexu, right?"

"Wow, Xie Wei, I'm going to be silent for you for three minutes, I'm quite relaxed here, just drink coffee with the auditor and talk about life estimates. ”

"It's not a big beauty of Suguo, as long as it's a male monster, you can take it regardless of the species. I'm an old scholar of eight-strand literature here, and I've been dragging me for an hour on the stylistic issues I reported. ”

"Wang Mingyu, Lu Xiaoyu, what about you?"

"It's almost dying, I'm destined to be associated with the Three Kingdoms in my life, and the Zhang Song who gave the map is estimated to have a fight with Deng Chen, your old pedant. ”

"Uh, I'm okay too... Nothing special..."

"Ahhh ”

"The minister seconded the motion... Next time, let's go to Wang Mingyu and let this kid invite us to eat Michelin. ”

"Deng Chen, you kid, don't vent your resentment against the auditor on my wallet..."

"When you're okay..."

Suddenly hearing the voice of Zhang Song sitting again, Wang Mingyu was startled, and his mobile phone almost fell to the ground.

"Like to play with your phone?"

"It's not..."Wang Mingyu hurriedly put his phone on the desktop and locked the screen: "I and several other graders have established a 'mutual aid system', if there are difficult monsters to deal with, graders from other cities will rush to help." ”

"The system of mutual aid ... Can I understand that you are not confident in your own abilities?"

"You can't say that, right..."Wang Mingyu moved his buttocks - this is a sign that he is extremely uncomfortable: "Although I have not been in office for a long time, I have already faced two level 12 monsters and one level 9 monster. I think even if you're an auditor, it's hard to deal with. If you don't establish such a system of mutual help, and you have a youkai that can't go beyond your own capabilities, will you be able to deal with it with 'self-confidence' alone?"

"You..."

"Please wait a minute, I haven't finished speaking," Wang Mingyu waved his hand expressionlessly: "I do have a relatively superficial study of witchcraft, and I don't know what kind of witchcraft relies on self-confidence rather than demonic power." If there is, then I'm really willing to learn the kind of hex that can subdue youkai by relying on all your self-confidence. ”

"So with all due respect, the resumes of this mutual support mechanism are based on the trust that our graders have in each other, not on lack of confidence. ”