Phantom Master of the Elf

Chapter 245 The Treasure of Asakusa Gymnasium

"Is there a book about machine expansion?" The owner of Dongyun touched the gauze wrapped around his face, and said after a moment of deliberation: "Yes, there is, but it's all dusty. If you want to read it, I can lend it to you.. …”

"Then I will trouble you." Han Hao said, he is not used to the etiquette of bowing, and the owner of the Asakusa Pavilion didn't seem to care too much.

The owner of Asakusa, who was leading the way, suddenly said, "By the way, Mr. Han, I don't seem to have told you my name yet..."

"Dongyun Zhigui." Han Hao who followed behind shook the phone screen, "It's on Encyclopedia."

"Oh... Is that so... If you don't mind, you can just call me Shiki from now on. Adding the honorifics of the owner, it always sounds a bit strange."

If the person who said this was a young man about the same age as Han Hao, then Han Hao would not be surprised at all, but the problem is that the owner of Dongyun Pavilion seems to be over 50...... He just called him Uncle It's not an exaggeration... If you call Shiki directly, I'm afraid it will be out of harmony even when you speak.

"No, I'll call you the owner, I'm used to it, it's hard to change." Han Hao declined.

While the two of them were talking, the owner of Dongyun Pavilion had already brought him to a hut.

Why is it called a hut, because the house Han Hao saw was only half a head taller than him, and the floor area was only about six square meters.

This is where the owner of Dongyun said "books accumulate dust".

In fact, this hut is a storage room. The entire Asakusa Gymnasium was transformed from the original Asakusa house, and this storage room is where the original Asakusa mansion stored sundries.

The owner of Dongyun, whose head was still wrapped in a bandage, dug out a stack of thick books from the storage room, almost reaching the position of his calf, and tied them with thick twine. You should be extremely careful when putting them in, it may be Because of family changes or other reasons, this stack of books has never been touched since it was put in.

The owner of Dongyun Hall blew away the thick dust on the book, then frowned, "Sorry, I forgot, this book is written in Japanese, Mr. Han, you..."

"Just call me Han Hao."

"Oh, okay, Han Hao, can you understand?"

"can't read......"

"It's okay, I'll find someone to translate."

"Forget it, so much, I should leave after the translation is finished." Han Hao said: "If possible, can you introduce me to a Japanese teacher, don't worry, I will pay for it..."

"Teacher? Of course!" Dongyun Zhigui smiled brightly, as if he had thought of some trick.

Han Hao felt a chill for no reason. This kind of smile appeared on the face of a 50-year-old man. It was really obscene. After spending half a day with each other, Dongyun Zhigui completely lost the way of swordsmanship in Han Hao's heart. Everyone's decency is more like a 50-year-old fat house.

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That night, Han Hao tried to use Baidu Translate's photo translation function to read these books, and then...

"What broken software!"

"Rubbish!"

The translated words don't make sentences at all, so I am ashamed to say that I am a translation software? !

——Boom~

There were two dull knocks on the door, "Hello, I am..."

"Japanese teacher, right, just come in."

The girl outside the door opened the door after getting permission, and obediently put the shoes on the outside of the room.

The house Han Hao lives in uses the kind of sliding door, and there are tatami mats after entering the door, so he usually puts his shoes outside the door before entering the house.

Han Hao heard the thoughts of that old guy who is the owner of Dongyun Pavilion clearly. The beautiful girl in front of him is his daughter, who is five years older than Han Hao. A teacher who is interviewing everywhere.

If you want to be a teacher, you usually choose to obtain the corresponding teacher qualification certificate during college. After graduating from college, when you go to your ideal school to be a teacher, there will be an exam-oriented lecture to listen to you in the audience. The lecturers are all the leaders of the school. If they think you can do it, then you will be an official teacher the next day. If they think you can’t, then you may have to find another teacher.

This is the case in China, and it should be similar in Japan.

The girl in front of me has already obtained the classroom qualification certificate when she was a freshman. However, this girl has an extremely introverted personality and will be very nervous when giving lectures. Therefore, in the three schools she has interviewed so far , none of them were successful.

And the idea of ​​that old man Dongyun is naturally not to marry his girl out quickly. This is not Huaxia, and there are no parents chasing after your ass to urge you to marry. Dongyun was just caught by his own smile in the previous battle. Infected, so I think Han Hao can solve his daughter's nervousness when meeting strangers.

This is a huge misunderstanding!

In fact, he doesn't have much experience with girls, unless the other party backs him!

Bird scanned the next room, and after confirming that Ran Bing had fallen asleep, Han Hao coughed lightly and said, "That...Mr. Dongyun, can we start?"

"Hmm. It's fine." The girl took out the textbook she carried with her, it was very thin, and the illustrations on it were a bit juvenile, how should I put it, it's a bit like the kind a child learns...

Han Hao's Japanese career started with a simple children's picture book.

However.......

He thought that Ran Bing next door had fallen asleep. In fact, everything that happened in the house was witnessed by an electric mouse playing with Naughty Bullet in the corridor. Soroya, who was lying on the porch watching the moon, realized that things were not simple.

This naughty bomb seems to be a trap hidden in the organ pavilion, but there are more tourists now, so most of the organs in Asakusa Pavilion are in a standby state. Who knows where this naughty mouse popped up!

Sorolla kicked the naughty bullet away, because the guy's body was already glowing white, and he was probably about to explode himself.

However.....

The kicked naughty bullet rolled on the grass a few times, but did not explode.

The electric mouse instantly felt that he was being bullied, turned around and ran into his master's room, jumped on Ran Bing's quilt, and gesticulated with her.

"pika! (That black fox!) Pika! Pika! (He snatched my naughty bomb!)"

"???"

There are a few extra black wires on Ran Bing's head. Although I don't understand it very well, the general meaning is that your black fox bullied my electric mouse, so no matter how you look at it, it's your fault.

Because the room was next door, Ran Bing didn't care about the fact that he wore less clothes, and the two of them had already opened up, so Ran Bing didn't think there was anything wrong at this time.

The moment she opened the door, Sorolla jumped up from the table in fright, and rushed out of the room with a stride.

Han Hao, who was "studying", looked towards the door for some unknown reason.

"Oh ho! It's over...."

(ps: Ask for a ticket, brothers! The online class is full tomorrow, and I predict that my update may be very early, or it may be very late...)

(End of this chapter)