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Chapter 612 NO.194 It Doesn’t Matter Even If There’s Only a Little Reluctant

"Don't you stop? Just let her go like that?"

"Why should I stop her? Isn't it good to be alone for a while in that state?"

"That's the truth, but when the little girl's heart fluctuates and is helpless, isn't it the time when you trainers come forward to sign the contract with a smile?"

"If I remember correctly, Miss Qian Ming has applied for a trainer certificate?"

Looking sideways at the brown-haired racehorse girl with a pretense of a salty smile, Aomo, who can tolerate the misunderstanding of Zhiji, can't stand such groundless slander.

"Why? You can't say this when you're in this business!" But the smearer still had plausible arguments.

"Of course you can say that, but please remove the object reference, and I think most of the trainers don't smile like that when they sign a contract with Ma Niang."

"You two have a good relationship." Seeing the subtle way of interaction between the two, the nurse who was still chatting with Qian Ming couldn't help complaining, "Since someone is chatting with you, I'll go and be lazy for a while, Qian Ming. "

"I'm not on duty this afternoon! Yazi, don't be like this!"

"I'll help you tonight, now I have to go and see if there are any new activities in the emperor's circle! Bye~"

The emperor in her mouth is probably the emperor of the East China Sea. Umastar, who has been on Umastagram for a long time, naturally knows that there will be a fan space under the account of the officially certified horse racing girl, where trainers, operators, and horse racing girls themselves can post some activities. .

For example, Mejiro Gaofeng who once opened a large-scale tea party, a good opera that gave away a hard-to-find ticket to the Tianmen City Opera House, and even some who organized offline concerts went straight to their idols and went straight to the horse race girl...

Both online and offline are possible.

It is worth mentioning that with today's deep immersion technology, the satisfaction of online activities is often comparable to that of offline activities, or even slightly higher.

However, although Homa has helped organize such activities, he rarely participates in them.

At that time, deeply immersive games were more suitable for his age group.

But now he doesn't really want to get out of his comfort zone, and he doesn't envy the nurse who stays away at all. He just looks back at Representative Qianming:
"Have you checked yet?"

"1 minute countdown, it's almost time! What's the hurry! Drink some herbal tea!" the other party said, and actually pushed him a cup of tea.

Omer looked at it, picked it up and took a sip.

The tea was quite bitter, and it became even bitterer when it cooled down, so he couldn't help but raise his eyes to the brown-haired girl who was looking at the screen, trying to see from her face the uncontrollable joy after the plot succeeded.

But he didn't see that trace.

Maybe this is not a prank, he thought so, and then he heard the other party suddenly ask: "Is her improved state due to that battle? The curve seems to match."

The girl sat at the desk with the curtains drawn without raising her head, her eyes were still reflecting the light from the screen, as if she was concentrating on her work, and she seemed to be waiting for Homa's answer.

After being silent for two seconds, Omer also gave an answer: "No."

"It has never been said that knocking down an existence can make everything better."

There is often an illusion in tokusho works, that is, all contradictions can be finally attributed to fighting.

It seems that as long as the enemy is crushed, everyone will be happy and all conflicts can be resolved.

Of course this is an illusion.

Except for some messy theatrical versions, the battles in most tokusho works are just a means to an end, not an end.

It's just that there is a fight in every episode, and there are monsters or monsters or cosmic people being crushed in every episode, so that it is often misunderstood by outsiders as the key point, thinking that Ultraman (Kamen Rider (Team)) is watching and fighting monsters ( Weird (various villains).

After all, a work is to tell a story, not just to fight.

Just for the sake of fighting, please turn left to Red Superman and Gullit Knight to fight. Those two things are even more unclear than Silver Grid, highlighting a break from the rules.

"Then what is her state?" Qian Ming looked up.

And Omer turned his head to look at the exit of the infirmary.

Three minutes ago, Aimu Zhiji left there with a puzzled look on her face.

She seemed to be unable to accept the fact that her spirit was improving, and the next stop would probably be the psychiatry department of the University Department.

That might not be the case.

After all, when he finally learned about the "self-diagnosis" that Aimu Zhiji dictated to the doctor from Representative Qian Ming, he also agreed with her conclusion that he found it abnormal.

It's just that he didn't think it was a mental disorder, but more like a little desire that arose after someone's experience was projected to her.

[Deep Coffee: ... the trainer... I read the news... are you okay? 】

【Moon Snake: It's okay, I'm just hungry, and I'm working on a late lunch. How's the monitoring situation at your place? 】

[Shenshen Coffee: ... I have invited the sister who loves Zhi Ji to the training room... I am treating her to ice cream...]

This chat was recorded half an hour ago. At that time, Omer was still wondering how the spirit body could match the ice cream.

Thinking that these students of Spiritualism probably have their own way, they didn't pay much attention to it.

Looking back now, this is the real match.

Since the younger sister who adores Zhi Ji can grow up with her in the form of a soul, then this soul connection is probably not weaker than Manchester City Cafe and Sunday Tranquility.

It is not very strange that there are some unexpected strong sympathies, but it makes him feel that it has been so many years, Aimu Zhiji seems to just stay there to study the knowledge of celestial bodies, and has not thought about talking to someone with a spiritual department or a soul department. thing.

But it's not too surprising.

Thinking about it, I chatted for almost half a year before I finally let her tell me about my sister's past.

Even in the face of a strange woman like Zhenjiling, they have not been able to capture them after living together for more than two years, and the relationship is only at the stage of sisters who stop talking.

The wall of your heart is too hard, have you considered driving EVA?
"It's the students who are partial subjects who feel at a loss, confused or even uneasy when faced with unpopular topics. It's okay. I'll contact Zhen Jiling when I get back and give her some guidance on 'solving mental problems'." Amo said lightly.

"At the end of the day, it's still too early to solve this matter. Right now, the imminent danger is just solved, and how she provoked Huang Yi didn't understand."

As Omer said, he took another two sips of cold tea.

The tea is still so bitter, but after drinking a few more sips, it will taste sweet again,
"I think there should be a sequence in this matter. Whether she misidentified the stars at the beginning, or went astray in the middle, there must be a result."

"Do you have any clues?" Representative Qianming looked at the screen and swiped the mouse, still concentrating, and seemed to be working very seriously like Junchuan Rein, "I still suggest you have a formal chat with her, open and honest kind of."

"There are many clues, but it's messy." Omer pretended not to understand what the other party said, just like representative Qian Ming also pretended not to know, not knowing the premise of this conversation, "As for being open and honest, I think it will only make the situation worse. "

"What? What other annoying things have you done?" After all, representative Qian Ming, who was not the reins of Susakawa, couldn't help but raise his head.

"On the contrary, I think that was probably the most honorable and correct thing I did at that time. Until now, I can say with my head held high that I rejected a person's right to fall into the abyss."

"But what to say?"

"Just like the concept of "correctness" is always judged according to a personal standpoint, some people do, at certain times, sincerely yearn to fall into the abyss. "

"And you, who blocked her at the door, are the one she hates the most."

　Today is also a day to go out, and if you persist for another day, you will be able to break the declaration of stretching your hips!

　　By the way, the ip of Red Superman, the author remembers that later a comic was published that was not just pure fighting, but also had a plot.

　　But since I haven't seen it, I'm just mentioning it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)