A-level spirit master

Ximeng was excited all night, and it was still daylight when she woke up.

She jumped off the bed, ran to the bathroom to brush her teeth, washed her hair, and braided her hair. Ming Ming specially gave her two blue rope tassels, and shook her head, the short tassels happened to hang above the tips of her ears.Putting on the team uniform in front of the mirror, there is a long-lost feeling of wearing new clothes during the Chinese New Year, excited and joyful.Her bottoms are a pair of knee-high shorts, a bit like the school uniform worn by little British boys. They are energetic, sweet and cute, and they are paired with a pair of white knee-high socks.Ximeng turned around in front of the mirror satisfied, and after tidying up, ran out and knocked on the door of the next room.

"Who?" There was a vague voice as if he hadn't woken up.

"Miss Xiaoming, it's me."

"Come in."

Ximeng opened the door: "Miss Xiao Ming, are you awake?"

Ming Ming's hair was disheveled, her plain face looked younger, her eyes were half-closed, she laughed a few times: "...Well, I'm awake now."

Ximeng poked at the door with her fingers: "Can you put on some lipstick for me?"

"Okay." Ming Ming waved with a carp, "Come in quickly."

Mingming came to the makeup mirror, picked out a tomato-colored lipstick from hundreds of lipsticks, and carefully helped Ximeng put it on.

"Look, do you like it?"

The little girl took a selfie in the mirror and nodded contentedly: "I like it."

Mingming glanced at the time: "I'm going to wash up too, so I'll sit by myself for a while."

Ximeng sat on the chair, kicking her thin legs back and forth: "Miss Xiaoming, do you think the others are awake?"

"Others don't know, this guy Mingjian must still be sleeping soundly."

"Ah, I'll go wake him up."

"Don't worry about him, boys are very brief to prepare for going out."

Ming Ming buried his face in the towel, drained the water, and sat in front of the makeup mirror to apply it skillfully and quickly.

Ximeng looked at her, her big eyes sparkling with curiosity and envy.

Mingming smiled while drawing his eyebrows: "Wait a few more years, we Mengmeng will grow up, and we can learn to make up."

Ximeng put her arms on the table, leaned her head on it, and sighed full of sorrow: "Ah, it will be several years."

Mingming keenly caught a trace of gossip from the girl's expression: "I can't wait so much, who do you want to show?"

Ximeng blushed, and stammered, "No, no,"

As the director of the Gossip Intelligence Bureau of Tianyu Jiling Institute, such an obvious lie can be discerned with eyelashes, and he sighed several times: "We Mengmeng have a little secret..."

Ximeng covered her face in embarrassment.

Mingming put down the mascara, and said persuasively, "Tell me, Miss Xiao Ming has a very strict mouth, and she can give you some advice."

Ximeng showed one eye, bit her lip: "...Really?"

Ming Ming clicked his tongue: "If I can't be trusted, who else in the Gao Zhi Department can be trusted?"

Ximeng was persuaded, and whispered, "...that's...our monitor,"

Mingming held back his joy, and asked with a very serious expression: "Where have you come?"

Ximeng blinked in confusion: "Which step? I don't know, he runs away when he sees me..."

"You guys haven't started yet?" Mingming said.

"Hmm... I don't know how to start..." Ximeng picked at her fingers.

"Why do you like him?" Ming Ming asked, "He looks good?"

"Good looking, many girls in our class like him..." Ximeng said, "But I, I think he is very brave and kind...so I like him."

"How brave and kind is he?" Ming Ming asked curiously.

"...About a month before the senior high school entrance examination, I finished my evening self-study, because I had to be on duty the next day, and I didn't want to get up early, so I swept the floor when everyone went home, so when I left the school, I was a little bit tired. It was late. Just a few steps out of the school, I was blocked by three boys outside the school in a small alley. They asked for money, but after I gave it, they asked me to take off my clothes..."

Ming Ming raised his eyebrows: "Are the three sand sculptures courting death?"

Ximeng held her chin and said: "Yes, you know that the physical functions of our spirit masters have been changed. Even if we don't use spiritual power, ordinary people are definitely not our opponents. At first I was a little scared, afraid that I would not be able to control it. Beat them to death with great force. Then our squad leader appeared... He was really handsome when he stood in front of me... Although he was beaten and fell to the ground in the end..."

Mingming thumped the table and laughed loudly: "The hero saved the beauty but was pressed and rubbed on the ground by the gangster hahahaha..."

"No, there are too many people on the other side!" Ximeng said anxiously, "He's just an ordinary boy."

Ming Ming is still happy, but has restrained his expression a bit: "And then?"

"Then I threw the three of them out." Ximeng sighed, "His expression when he saw it... Hey, from then on, the squad leader ran away when he saw me."

"What's the matter." Ming Ming rolled his eyes, "You will pester him from now on, and it will be a matter of time before you take him down."

"Ah? Will this work?" Ximeng opened her eyes wide.

"This method depends on the face." Ming Ming explained the true meaning of life, "It works if you look good. With our cute beauty, there is absolutely no problem."

……

Shen Cun came out of the room and came to the lobby on the first floor. Gu Yan was still lying on the sofa to catch up on sleep. The small royal blue suit brought out a fresh and elegant temperament for the bohemian overlord of the spirit world.

Shen Cun found two glasses, poured two glasses of milk, and admired Gu Yan's dark circles while drinking.

"Look... look at your uncle." Gu Yan opened one eye slightly.

Shen Cun tapped the rim of the cup with his teeth, and smiled: "Are you in COS teacher Zhao Zhongxiang?"

Gu Yan sat up and took out his phone to take a picture of his face: "Damn? Are the dark circles so obvious? I woke up this morning and looked okay."

"Still handsome." Shen Cun said with a smile, raising his chin, "The glass of milk on the table is yours."

"Thank you." Gu Yan let out a gulp, put the cup back, and there was a ring of white foam on his lips.

Shen Cun took out a piece of paper for him, and Gu Yan lay back on the sofa after wiping his mouth. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Shen Cun holding two cups to rinse, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

He was too tired. He stayed up until three o'clock in the morning last night to recite the last intermediate spell, and his mind was still a little dull at the moment.

Mingjian also looked like he was not awake, went downstairs and occupied a sofa: "Morning."

"morning."

Ming Jian raised his eyes: "Brother Cun, haven't you fallen asleep again recently?"

"No." Shen Cun said, "It was easy to get sleepy in those few days, but it returned to normal later."

"Very good." Ming Jian yawned, "I really don't want to go."

"That's a pity, it's not up to you." Mingming and Ximeng walked down the stairs, squinting at him.

The three men greeted unevenly: "Good morning."

"Morning." Ming Ming came to the sofa, and purred Ming Jian's head like petting a dog: "Quite on time, young man."

Ming Jian sat up, brushed her hair, and looked at her sideways: "It's not good, I dare to be late in front of you?"

Mingming smiled and said, "Sensible."

"Fuck you, it's not big or small."

Mingming clapped his hands and looked around everyone: "Let me briefly talk about the competition process. C-level spirit masters do not participate in the group arena, and are mainly responsible for refereeing B-level spirit masters. There are too many B-level members, and most of the day is theirs." The primary selection, the final championship and runner-up competition requires us to be the judges, and give some pointers for communication. This is something that needs to be paid attention to. In addition, in our A-level competition, because there are only five participants, there will be one bye during the draw, No. 1 There is a high-level item as a reward. The arena is only for communication and learning from each other. Safety is the most important thing, so don’t force yourself.”

Ming Ming glanced at Gu Yan intentionally or unintentionally.

Gu Yan lay on the sofa in a daze: What's wrong with me?Worried about the leadership?Didn't do anything, but what happened to the sudden guilty conscience...?

A second of self-reflection did not shake Gu Yan's self-cognition as an outstanding young man who followed the party.

Shen Cun glanced at him, hesitated to speak, and changed his words before leaving: "Have you brought it?"

Gu Yan was taken aback for another moment, and then realized: "I wear it." He lifted his foot, a silver chain was tied around his white ankle, and six black spar stones were scattered on one side.

"Your ankles are quite thin." Shen Cun couldn't help but said, and looked down, "I made it according to the length of the bracelet."

"You are comparing with Tarzan's hand." Gu Yan said.

Shen Cun smiled: "It's possible."

There was a loud noise from outside the house.

Xi Meng looked out and said, "Miss Xiaoming, let's go, it seems that many people have gone."

"Ah."

Ximeng couldn't wait to open the lacquered door, and dozens of flying windbirds came into view: "Wow, it's so lively!"

Gu Yan recently retreated and endorsed, and walked out behind the members of the high executive department. Only then was he pleasantly surprised to find that the colorful flags of the entire Spirit Control Institute were flying, and the huge hot air balloons raised the banners high. , there is also a strange flying pulse spirit carrying its master to circle and dance in the blue sky, the hell ice dog is pulling a sled to condense an icy road on the ground, and is running wildly with its tongue flicking, and the three ostriches are chirping with their heads. Non-stop, slowly swaying forward with two-meter-long legs, accompanied by the spirit master's excited shouts and chatter...

"I want to ride Axiu too!" Ximeng's thoughts turned, and a stream of light flew out, and the moment it landed on the ground, it transformed into a huge and mighty spirit lion.Thirty feet tall, eyes like copper bells, bloody mouth, dragon tail and cat ears, dark red thick hair covering the whole body, holding a small streamer ball and rubbing against Ximeng affectionately.

Ximeng smiled and touched its big head, which was almost as tall as a person, and jumped on it: "Everyone, come quickly"

Riding a lion makes me excited just thinking about it.Gu Yan originally thought that it would be difficult to climb up to such a height, but he didn't expect to jump, and jumped to a height of more than two feet.Before Shen Cun Gu Yan fell, he lifted his arms up again, and the two of them sat up firmly, and their eyes suddenly widened: "Damn it, it's so cool!"

"Axiu is very fast, you have to hold on to it later." Shen Cun reminded.

"Yeah." Gu Yan excitedly stroked the crimson mane under his body.

Ximeng laughed and shouted: "Sit tight, Axiu, let's go—"

The huge body did not affect the quickness and flexibility of the dragon and lion embroidery. He flipped and moved, and ran quickly in the team full of pulse spirits. The street tree kept flying behind him. Several times, he was almost deafened by Gu Yan's excited yelling along the way.

"You," Shen Cun sighed, "You're not so excited about giving bonuses during the Chinese New Year."

"It's so fucking exciting hahaha!" Gu Yan grabbed his arm and laughed, wishing he could stand up on the lion's back.

The martial arts training ground has been decorated with lights and festoons, and the usually wide and empty space is crowded with spirit masters at this time.A long table is placed in the center, and the leadership seat is arranged here.A dozen or so gray-haired old men and old ladies were exchanging warm greetings.Su Yu, who was sitting in the row with him, revealed a trace of obvious boredom in his reserved and leisurely manner.

Seeing this, Ming Jian laughed heartily and waved provocatively.

"Hush—" Mingming quickly tore everyone off the lion's back, turned around and dodged into the crowd to hide.

"Stupid you." Ming Ming glared at him viciously, "Didn't you see that Grandpa is next to Lord Queshan?"

Ming Jian said stupidly: "...I really didn't see it."

"Blind! Things you can think of with your ears."

In a hurry, Gu Yan caught a glimpse of an old man surnamed Ming in the leadership seat, he was in good spirits, and the sign in front of him said the title of "Director".

Gu Yan was infected by the sneaky temperament of the two brothers and sisters, so he lowered his voice and asked, "Then the director is your grandfather, right?"

Ming Jian and Ming Ming both nodded.

Gu Yan tidied up his clothes and clasped his fists together: "You two leaders, I'm sorry for your disrespect."

Mingming smiled and pointed at him: "Put it away, even if you say it nicely, you won't get a salary increase."

Gu Yan is also happy.

Ximeng took the dragon and lion embroidery back into the spirit seal, and looked around curiously: "Miss Xiaoming, I saw many spirit masters arranging things."

Ming Ming said: "Some spirit masters apply for venues in advance to attract everyone to play some small games to do business. We can also go and have a look after the opening ceremony."

"Okay!"

Ming Jian's sleeves were suddenly tugged cautiously. Turning around, a woman in her early 20s appeared in front of her, and said timidly, "Excuse me...are you A-level spirit masters?"

Ming Jian didn't understand, so he nodded.

The woman's eyes lit up, and she swept away her shy expression before turning her head and shouting loudly to the four or five little sisters who were a few meters away: "Fuck, it's really the high executive department—!! Come here— —!”

The women were taken aback for a moment, and immediately shouted in surprise: "Ahhh, is Shen Cunda here!!"

"Didn't you see that there were five people? They must all be there! Hurry up!!"

"Hahaha they still wear the same clothes, don't they bring them to your door!!"

The girl's unique sharp voice was transmitted in all directions in an instant, the surrounding crowd exploded, and the five people rushed towards the city like a zombie siege.

"Shen Cun signed his name——!"

"Daddy, I've been a fan of you for a long time. I love you so much. I can even recite your Fengling records back and forth!!"

"Goddess of Mingming, you must be the goddess of Mingming, my God, the one who lives up to her name is a fairy—! How can you look like this!"

"My family style depends on whether the little cutie is here!! Damn, don't push me!"

"Ming Jian is so handsome. I heard that you are afraid of your sister hahaha. Is it true?"

"This must be Sister Ximeng, oh my god, she's so cute and her skin is so tender, you can't tell she's full of fighting power, so soft and cute~!"

"Ximengmeng, wait until you grow up to be my wife, okay?"

The squealing screams went straight to everyone's ears.

Ming Jian wrote his signature with a pen and yelled loudly: "Hey, you can flirt with me, but you can't flirt with the girls in our department, do you hear me!"

Enthusiastic fans laughed.

Gu Yan was also surrounded by a crowd, handing out notebooks and clothes, and felt his waist being touched on his face several times.At first he thought others were careless, until he heard a triumphant and excited muttering in his ear:

"Fuck, it's so slippery...!"

"The waist is so thin hahaha I seem to feel the abdominal muscles..."

Gu Yan's face was full of black lines, and he couldn't help it: "Everyone, everyone, I'm not Feng Ping, Feng Ping has something to do and can't come."

"Ah, then why do you wear the same clothes as them?!"

Gu Yan lied without blinking: "I'm playing cosplay hahaha I'm also a little fan!" As he said that, he planned to slip away.

Shen Cun grabbed him, put Gu Yan in front of him with a smile on his face, and said in a loud voice, "Everyone, this is a new talent recruited by our department, and naturally he is also A-level. His fame is just around the corner, and the virgin sign is still there. Do you want to sign it?"

"think--!!"

"Give me your first time, I've been waiting for a long time!!"

"Daddy, what's your name—look at me, I'll take a picture!!"

Gu Yan looked at Shen Cun in despair: "You fucking, are you a devil!"

Shen Cun smiled slightly, and said in a low voice, "You can't escape."