"Zhou Qianlin, do you know what I'll be teaching at your school?" Lan Jue's question stunned Zhou Qianlin. Could it be that he wasn't teaching mecha?
Lan Jue unfolded the letter of appointment in his hand and read it word by word. "Specially hired, Mr. Lan Jue will be an associate professor of this school, in charge of the special course: Etiquette." With that, he hung up the communicator.
Teaching mecha?
Dream on.
Zhou Qianlin looked at the communicator in his hand, and his smug expression quickly turned strange. "Etiquette?
Since when did the school have such a course?
What does he want to teach? "
Lan Jue looked at the communicator on his wrist and snorted. But very quickly, he laughed and shook his head.
Since when did his emotions fluctuate so easily?
Perhaps it really was because she looked too much like Hera.
When he thought of that face that was almost identical to Hera's, he couldn't help but feel a little pain in his heart.
But at the same time, he seemed to be looking forward to being a teacher at the National Eastern University.
Even though he knew that the girl wasn't Hera, but in the depths of his heart, he still looked forward to it.
At least, when he looked at her, he could always remember all the times he and Hera had been together.
Looking at the map, the National Eastern University wasn't too far from Skyfire Avenue. They were both in Skyfire City.
But if he walked, there was still a bit of distance.
Tomorrow was the day he had to report to the school. Think about it, when was the last time he entered the school?
It had to be ten years ago.
At that time, he was only a teenager, and he was a famous problem child in his school!
A smile unconsciously appeared on his face. Memories were precious, and the immaturity and wildness of his youth seemed like it was only yesterday.
And tomorrow, he would enter another school, but his identity would change from a student to a teacher.
What would it be like to be a teacher?
Previously, when Zhou Qianlin had made a request, the gloominess he felt gradually disappeared with the passing of the past few days.
Let's just take it as a change in our lives. Perhaps, it's also a new beginning for our lives.
People always have to walk out of grief.
Pressing the Galactic Communicator on his wrist, a lazy voice sounded on the other side of the communicator.
"Hey.
Ah Jue, how is it?
Did you find Hera? "
Lan Jue smiled bitterly. "The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."
The lazy voice on the other side suddenly became energetic. "So, someone lied to you?"
Lan Jue's facial muscles twitched. "Why do you sound like you're gloating?"
"No, absolutely not!" Chu Cheng swore on the other side.
Lan Jue pursed her lips. "Alright, I'll take care of my own business.
Give me an address, I'll send you something. "
"What is it?" Chu Cheng asked curiously.
Lan Jue said, "A piece of seven-colored silver. You know me."
Chu Cheng said helplessly, "Can't you just not return the favor you owe me?"
Lan Jue said flatly, "No.
You won't be able to return the favor if you owe me for too long.
Plus, I can't make things difficult for you.
Although seven-colored silver might not be as important to you as pyrolyte essence, it should be enough to exchange for another batch. "
Chu Cheng said, "Ah Jue, you should get out of it as soon as possible.
It's not a good thing to be so bored all the time. "
Lan Jue said, "I know.
I'm trying. I've found a job. "
"A job?
You're willing to leave the mountain?
Are you going to continue being the King of Mercenaries? "
Chu Cheng was immediately excited. "That's great. My family seems to have a few very important commissions, all S-rank. Do you want to take them?
The price is easy to negotiate.
I know your rules. As long as you mention it, I'll mobilize the entire family to find you any energy gems you want. "
When Lan Jue had been a mercenary, he had never asked for money. His pay had been all kinds of energy gems.
His savings from back then were the basis for his current management of Skyfire Avenue's power gem sales.
Lan Jue chuckled. "When I said I found a job, I didn't say I'm going back to my old job.
I'm going to be a teacher! "
"Tea-teacher …" Chu Cheng's jaw dropped. The cigarette he had been holding in his mouth fell to the floor, and the fiery red butt burned a scorch mark on the expensive plush carpet.
"Yes, teacher, etiquette teacher!
Quick, tell me the address. "
Chu Cheng gave him an address without thinking. He didn't react until Lan Jue hung up.
Teacher?
Was he talking about a teacher?
He was going to be a teacher?
Why did it sound like he was very relaxed?
After a while, Chu Cheng gradually came back to his senses. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. It seemed that Ah Jue was really going to get over what had happened in the past. At least he was willing to go out and see the world. No matter what he did, it would be a good thing.
Moreover, with his ability, he was more than capable enough to be a teacher.
But didn't he say he was going to be a teacher?
Why didn't I remember it clearly?
"Chu —, Cheng —" A voice filled with rage and a hint of madness rang out.
"You dare to smoke in my house again?
Ah!
My carpet, brat. Do you know how rare this ancient Egyptian carpet is?
Your father bought it from an auction a few days ago.
Don't run, brat. I'm going to beat you to death. "
"Mom, I was wrong.
Just pretend I don't exist! "
…
National Eastern University.
This school was located in the Eastern Alliance's Skyfire Planet, Skyfire City. It was one of the top ten schools in the entire Eastern Alliance. It focused on research related to mecha.
Although it wasn't a military school, it was ahead of the rest of the Alliance in research related to mecha.
Especially in the area of alloy research, it was at the forefront of the three Major League Leagues.
The school occupied a large area, almost one-tenth of Skyfire City's western area. It was backed by Skyfire City's West Mountain. A large area of the West Mountain was also allocated to the school.
It was used by the school for mecha research and experiments.
The early morning sun shone into the school, bringing with it a refreshing and warm golden color. It was thriving.
A figure slowly approached from afar.
He wore a well-ironed dark blue three-piece suit, a white shirt, a pink tie, a pink muffler, and a two-wheeled bicycle …
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Have you guessed it?
Etiquette teacher!
He's not allowed to teach mecha. Hehe!
Please vote for Etiquette.