Master of the Character of the Elf

Chapter 3 Elf Trust

"Let's go to the place where I used to work first..."

As a newcomer, Yang Yu didn't make too many strides. He first got used to life in this elf world, and then considered higher-level things.

Wenjiao Road Elf Trusteeship.

Every weekend, Yang Yu would go to this place to work part-time.

Walking on the road, you can often see elves carrying a recycle bag and small coins in the other hand, queuing up to buy milk tea at the entrance of the milk tea shop, no matter how tall the elves are, such as Dudu, Duduli , will also give way to the smaller walking grass.

As for the problem of where to put the milk tea because the walking grass has no hands, the clerk will put the milk tea on the walking grass's head safely, so that the walking grass can hug it tightly.

The order of the elf world has merged with the human world.

"Hey, hey, you, the motorway is driving at a slow speed!" On the shoulder of the traffic police uncle, a Gu Gu standing on one leg was staring at a coal turtle, and the traffic police uncle issued a fire ticket , pasted on the shell of the coal turtle.

The coal tortoise could only cry and accept the fine. Hey, life is not easy, and I can do it and cherish it. I am just a tortoise. Let the owner do the fine...

"This is really..." Yang Yu had a strange expression on his face. The new thing in front of him was completely unheard of, but after seeing it with his own eyes, he found it even more interesting, even a little funny.

Some elves can drive on the motorway, but look at the traffic police uncle...

"You, take out your elf motorway driver's license and have a look!" Gugu on the shoulder of the traffic policeman's uncle tilted his head again, his eyes turned red again, and a new target appeared.

A young man riding a Kentaro stopped beside him, and he panicked all of a sudden: "Uncle, I'm in a hurry, I'm rushing to take the exam... Be flexible..."

The traffic policeman lowered his head and took notes with a pen while humming: "Ninghang Cultural and Educational District Traffic Committee reminds you..."

The young man's face immediately stretched, and he sighed: "There are thousands of roads, safety first, the driving is irregular, and the tears of relatives..."

"Isn't it good to ride a Duduli? You have to ride Kentaro. Kentaro is a large carrier elf. You, go back and call your parents. This is a violation of Article 32, Item 89 of the "Elf Public Road Traffic Regulations". Taylor, temporarily detained, police car, send him to the exam first!"

The police car of the traffic police came, and it was the common elf Dudoli.

"Ah?" The young man's screams by the side of the road were so... joyful.

"Push!"

Yang Yu, who was waiting for the traffic lights, almost screamed out of laughter, looking at the big eyes of Kentaro, who was drooping, and suddenly felt that the elf was so innocent, with such a young and energetic master on the stall...

"Hey!" The young man was so annoyed to death, what kind of person is this, why are there still people watching the theater, what's so interesting about it!

Taking advantage of the green light, Yang Yu quickly crossed the road. Looking at this shit, his head would laugh out loud, and he covered his mouth while crossing the zebra crossing.

This is the world of elves!

When I thought of the young man who was riding a Kentaro just now, I felt very happy for some reason. I told you to pretend that you were struck by lightning...

After passing the traffic lights, and then cross a street, next to a fruit shop, is the elf trusteeship in the Wenjiao District.

"Xiao Yang, you're here, why are you smiling so happily? By the way, last week you were coming of age, didn't you catch the good elf you like?" The owner of the fruit shop was eating melon seeds outside the door. Seeing Yang Yu coming, asked with a smile.

"Not really, it's okay!" Yang Yu smiled slightly.

The son of the fruit shop owner is in the same high school as Yang Yu, but he is still in the first grade. He is always looking forward to the coming-of-age ceremony in the third year of high school, because after the adult ceremony in the third year of high school, they are legally allowed adults who can start hunting wild elves by themselves!

Yang Yu entered the elf trusteeship.

"Xiao Yang, you are here. Let's go to Area E first today. There are a few new elves in Area E, and there is not enough manpower." Zhou Ya, a sister in white uniform at the door, said.

"Hey, okay, Miss Ya!"

Every day, there are many elves hosted here in the elf trusteeship center. Of course, some stray elves and some elves abandoned by their owners are also taken in. Here, they act as volunteers to help and accompany the hosted elves.

Here they are given a new life.

"Yebi Yebi~" An Abby Lang jumped over, with all kinds of strange patterns painted on his face, and there were even black circles outside his eyes...

Why is this so familiar?

"Aibi Lang, take Xiao Yang first!" Zhou Ya looked at the pattern on Ai Bilang's face, rubbed her head with a headache, and her eyes fell on Yang Yu.

Why did Yang Yu see through Sister Ya's eyes...

mercy?

What the hell is going on in Block E...

"Yebi Yebi!" Abi Lang pushed Yang Yu there with a lot of strength, and Yang Yu always felt that Abi Lang was afraid that he would run away.

Area E.

Yang Yu looked at a group of elves sleeping on the ground, and then saw that in the center of the E area, there was the fattest Hongbulaji big tongue lying on the ground, and a pink, fat one with a forehead like Fat Ding, who looks like cotton candy and holds a black microphone in his hand, seems to be singing...

“Everyone here is a spicy chicken~~”

I seem to understand...

What kind of ungrateful guy threw Fat Ding into the care center, isn't he afraid of causing trouble!

Look, look, look at this big tongue, sleeping like a dead pig, drooling while sleeping, if the owner of this big tongue sees it like this... I'm afraid I don't think I have a big tongue, And what a pig...

Yang Yu's head hurts.

Is it possible that I also want to become this...ghost?

The appearance of Yang Yu made Fat Ding stunned, she glanced at the microphone in her hand for a while, no, is her performance not good, why is there still one person who didn't lie down...

Then, he looked at Yang Yu evilly.

In an instant, Yang Yu seemed to understand something...

Brush, where is the brush.

To be black!

Waiting online, very anxious!

Just when Fat Ding took a deep breath, pouted his chubby pink mouth, and was about to sing a beautiful song into the microphone...

stunned.

I only saw Yang Yu reaching out to pick up the paintbrush, scribbling on his face, and then... closing his eyes, and fell in front of Fat Ding very smoothly...

Well.

It seemed to hit something, and it was quite soft.

Fat Ding blinked his eyes and glanced at the microphone in his hand. Could it be that my singing skills have reached the stage where I can make people fall asleep without singing?

wrong!

one left!

Abby Lang!

Abilang who just woke up stared at Yang Yu's operations dully, with a confused expression on his face, but when he saw Fat Ding's slanted eyes...

"Jerby..."

He seemed to understand.

"Pfft!"

(End of this chapter)