Can the electronic magician use the keyboard to eliminate the electronic magic spirit?

Although Guan Yueyin held several jobs at a young age—a part-time job, but this kind of technical work is a field he has never tried. Fortunately, he will not be easily defeated by this difficulty.

"Student Xia You, don't panic, I will do my best! I will never let you go bald for no reason!"

Xia Youjie, with a bright hairstyle, turned dark and rejected his offer: "No need, you can delete it."

"Let him try it, what if he catches it?" Wujo Wujo said sarcasticly with a playful smile, "It's just for him to practice his hands, and if he fails, there's still time to throw it away—ah, right."

He hooked the blond boy's shoulder familiarly, and suggested with a smile: "Guanyue, can you try turning his balls into jpg?"

"... Wu, let's go out and talk." Xia Youjie raised his sleeves high, pointed outside expressionlessly, as if he was about to fight.

Gojo Satoru made a grimace: "If you want to go out, go out, bye~"

Seeing that a small mistake of hers was about to escalate into a school fight, Guan Yueyin quickly devoted herself to the great cause of hair extension, stretched out her hand towards the screen, and activated the spell.

Fortunately, the God of Electronics took good care of him, and the disappearing bangs did not appear in his hands, but grew back from the broken place.

Guan Yueyin was delighted. He was about to work harder and free Xia Youjie's bangs, but Gojo Satoru grabbed his phone and said in a more excited tone than either of them: " Wow! It's grown! Jie, your hair transplant is successful!"

Xia Youjie: "...shut up."

After being disturbed like this, only half of his bangs grew out, stopping at the position above his eyebrows.

Gojo Satoru suppressed his smile and put on a serious look: "Actually, this hairstyle is pretty good, why don't we just leave it like this?"

Xia Youjie's eyelids twitched.

Unexpectedly, Guan Yueyin also echoed: "The bangs on the eyebrows are very trendy."

"..."

At this moment, Xia Youjie already had a premonition that the campus life in the future would be even more chaotic, but compared to this unstoppable thing, the most urgent thing is to regain Liu Hai's ownership.

So, he threatened the two culprits with a half-hearted smile: "Believe it or not, I'll pull you two bald right now? Wu, return the phone to Guan Yue."

After some twists and turns, the remaining half of the bangs finally returned to its original owner, and the research on Avalokitesvara's technique came to an end.

"Your art is too dependent on the mobile phone. Although you can touch the screen to determine the outcome, the condition is very strict, the range is small and you must have zero-distance contact." Xia Youjie expressed his opinion, "You don't need to spend a lot of effort on low-level spell spirits. You can't get close to powerful spell spirits, and it's not sure whether you can delete spell spirits."

Wutiao Wu summed it up in one sentence: "It's very tasteless, it's better to take the magic tool."

"But you don't need to be too sad." Xia Youjie added, "Your technique belongs to the type with a large gap between the upper limit and the lower limit. The stronger your strength, the better the effect."

Their analysis really makes sense.

Guanyueyin's spell power is relatively large, and there have even been cases of unintentionally exorcising low-level spell spirits. He really didn't need to toss them with his mobile phone for a long time, and this time the first-level spell spirit was purely a blind cat. The mouse caught him off guard.

But he was not affected by this evaluation, just like Xia Youjie said, tasteless is only temporary, he believed that he could give full play to the maximum value of the technique.

"I understand." Guan Yueyin stuffed the phone back into her pocket, and asked humbly, "By the way, did you choose the name of the technique yourself? Is there anything special about it?"

"My "No Lower Limit" is the ancestral spell of the Gojo family. "

""Spirit manipulation" is literal. "

"You can take one at random." Gojo Satoru touched his chin, "Just call it "Send you to Two-dimensional", how about it? "

Guan Yueyin vetoed: "No, it's not cool enough."

""Dimensionality reduction strike"? "

"That's not bad." Guan Yueyin changed the topic, "But the emphasis is on the dimension, ignoring the medium for launching the technique, which doesn't fit well."

"You ask so much." Gojo Satoru said, "Then think about it."

Guan Yueyin thought for a moment, and then made a final decision: "Then it's called "Everything can be digitized". "

"That's all!" Wujo Satoru expressed his support.

Xia Youjie: "..."

Not as good as the last one.

The matter of the surgery has come to an end for the time being, and the next step is to move the dormitory.

The three of them got into the auxiliary supervisor's car and chatted with each other.

Thanks to Xia Youjie's bangs, although they have only known each other for a few hours, the relationship between Guan Yueyin and the two future classmates has skyrocketed, especially Gojo Satoru, who can hook up and call each other's names.

The friendship of contemporary high school students comes so suddenly and wonderfully.

Although they were chatting, most of them were Guan Yueyin asking questions. The world of conjurers was too unfamiliar to him, and he could only outline its appearance from a few words.

Guan Yueyin: "It's too remote here, is the school in the countryside?"

Xia Youjie: "No, in the suburbs of Tokyo."

Guan Yueyin: "How many students are there in the first grade?"

Xia Youjie: "Including you, there are four in total."

Guan Yueyin: "Does the conjurer have a work certificate?"

Gojo Satoru: "I have a student card."

Guan Yueyin: "Are conjurers considered civil servants?"

Gojo Satoru: "You think beautifully."

Obviously, the sketched appearance is not particularly beautiful.

Guan Yueyin silently labeled the magic circle in her heart.

——The school is remote, sparsely staffed, not formal, gray area...

Not that he's paranoid, but it does sound a lot like an MLM organization.

To talk about the difference between the two, there are still some. MLM is using low risk and high return as a gimmick, while conjurer is a real high risk and high return.

"sound."

Gojo Satoru came over and poked the earrings worn by Guanyueyin curiously. The red tassels hung in the air like the thin tubes of the sound tree: "I wanted to ask before, why do you wear them like Jie? Earrings? The conjuration college is relatively free, but ordinary schools should take care of it, right?"

"This is my mother's relic." Guan Yueyin explained, "I dropped out of school, and no one cares about me, so I simply went to get my ears pierced."

It is not accurate to say that it is a relic. This is a gift he gave to his mother before, but it ended up in his hands after going around.

Gojo Satoru's hand froze in place: "The relic...?"

"Sorry." Xia Youjie quickly grabbed his hand and pulled him aside, "Wu didn't do it on purpose, we don't know much about your situation..."

"It's okay." Guan Yueyin smiled nonchalantly, "It's not something expensive, I just keep it in mind, otherwise I wouldn't wear it."

The awkward and heavy atmosphere did not last for more than three seconds, Guan Yueyin changed the subject nonchalantly, and asked curiously about the courses of the High School of Conjuration.

"What do you usually study?"

"Mainly spells, divided into theory and actual combat, and some cultural lessons." Xia Youjie glanced at Guan Yueyin who was dressed like a delinquent boy. He didn't know how long the other party had dropped out of school, "Are you okay? ?”

Guan Yueyin said distressedly: "Yes, I don't know anything about spells, so I can't keep up with your progress."

"No, that's not what I asked about." Xia Youjie said with a smile, "Even if you know a thing or two about spells, you can't keep up with Wu's progress."

"It's okay, it's enough to catch up with your bangs."

Xia Youjie patted Guan Yueyin on the back of the head expressionlessly: "Stop mentioning bangs."

"Pain—" Guan Yueyin yelled exaggeratedly.

"I'm asking about culture class."

"Oh, don't worry about this, my grades are not bad."

Even though he was in the state of dropping out of school a few months ago, he gave up his studies without even getting his junior high school diploma, but during the time he was studying at Teiguang Middle School, his grades were among the best, and he was even the president of the student union.

There shouldn't be a student union in the High School of Conjuration, after all, there are not many students.

If it weren't for family changes, he would have been able to go to a very good high school with his deviation value, and his goal is to be admitted to the Faculty of Law of the University of Tokyo and become an excellent lawyer after graduation.

From a lawyer to a conjurer, the professional span is a bit large.

Not long after the car drove, he arrived at the rental house where Guan Yueyin lived alone. He quickly packed his luggage, got in the car and headed home.

In fact, he didn't have a lot of luggage, so he didn't need help from others. Wutiao Wu and Xia Youjie were dispatched here purely because Ye Mo Zhengdao felt that they were too free, so he simply asked them to get along with their new classmates in advance.

Facts have proved that this relationship is quite effective.

Returning to the High School of Conjuration again, Guan Yueyin dragged her suitcase to the new dormitory.

His room is at the end of the corridor, next door is Wujo Wu, and next door is Xia Youjie, and his family is in the girls' dormitory, so he doesn't stay with them.

Just as he imagined, this kind of desperately profitable career is indeed in good condition. The students live in single rooms, which are more spacious than his bedroom, and there is a separate bathroom next to it.

He didn't rush to pack his luggage, but took out his mobile phone first.

He almost forgot about an important matter.

"Hello, is the store manager there? I'm Guanyue, and I won't come to the store to help in the future."

"Sorry, Miss Nakamura, please settle my salary."

"Hello, Ito-senpai?"

……

Guan Yueyin and several people in charge of the place where he worked explained the situation one by one. Since he usually works hard and has an outgoing personality, everyone worriedly asked him if he encountered any difficulties, but he beat them all. Stripped this topic.

After hanging up the phone, in order to celebrate today's miraculous experience, he recharged the phone bill that was about to be owed.

He is quite happy when he thinks that he will have the freedom of phone bills in the future.

……

The next day, Guan Yueyin woke up very early.

It may be that he exercised too much yesterday, and he felt a deep sense of fatigue not long after taking a bath, so he went to bed earlier than usual.

He stared at the ceiling for a few minutes, and the alarm clock sounded belatedly.

Compared with the time required to get up for part-time work, this point is considered a late sleep.

Guan Yueyin put on a brand new black uniform, which was sent to him by Teacher Ye Moth.Students of the High School of Conjuration can order specific styles according to their own preferences or fighting habits. He has no requirements in this regard, so he got the basic style.

He washed up, ate a piece of bread and went out, just in time to run into Gojo Satoru who came out of the next bedroom.

Guan Yueyin greeted enthusiastically: "Wu! Good morning!"

"Huh? It's the sound... Good morning." Gojo Satoru yawned, as if he hadn't woken up, "Let's go, I'll take you to the classroom."

The two of them tied Xia Youjie out of the dormitory like bandits robbing, and then ran into a housemate downstairs in the dormitory.

The four of them set off to the classroom neatly. Gojyo Satoru and Jiarui Nizi yawned all the way, so that Guanyueyin, who was in good spirits, was also infected and yawned a lot.

"Aren't you two asleep?" Guan Yueyin asked with concern.

"Glass' work is hard." Xia Youjie glanced at the white-haired boy who was so sleepy that he was walking with his eyes closed, "Wu played games all night again."

Gojo Wujo said lazily, "I didn't sleep until dawn, I was so sleepy."

Guan Yueyin muttered: "Then I still have classes, if it's me, I won't be able to ask for leave."

Xia Youjie: "..."

This new classmate and Wu should get along very well.