Douluo: I didn’t want to become a god, but I actually became a god

After putting Shao Qing to sleep after working hard for many days, Yiyi had time to turn her attention to the girl who had been particularly excited since her appearance.

Yiyi:? You shouldn’t know this girl, right?

Yu Yuyi, who has been keeping a low profile all year round and thinks that he is not very noticeable when he appears at the Spark Mutual Aid Bureau, does not know it. The ease with which she comes and goes at the headquarters of the Spark Division, and the ease with which she handles difficult tasks every time, have made her a legendary figure among the men and women who have recently joined the Spark Division.

The popularity is comparable to that of Yiyi's other mastermind... well, the boss behind the scenes.

After all, one is a little sister who looks young and beautiful, is as exquisite as the most exquisite in creation, and is also powerful, and the other is a big boss who does not know their age, appearance, gender or specific characteristics, and only pays them wages. so……

The migrant workers who have been recruited over the past few years, who have a little bit of a good-looking personality but lack of facial features, are naturally more admired by Yu Yuyi, who is said to be one of the migrant workers, codenamed '11' .

If it weren't for the fairly small salary paid at a fixed time every month, reminding this group of workers who secretly discuss these things and the existence of the boss, there might not have been a big boss behind the scenes in this popularity ranking all year round. The figure at the top of the list.

The girl who is excited now is naturally one of the workers participating in the voting ranking.

As for why Falcon doesn't know Yu Yuyi's identity, it's like seeing her for the first time?

That's because Hayabusa himself was too isolated on weekdays, and he didn't hear the faintest secrets and rumors revealed by the Yangou workers who daily fought guerrilla warfare and prepared undercover agents to join the regiment.

Now, Yu Yuyi, who was lending her thighs and knees to Sister Shao Qing who had worked so hard for so long, saw that the girl was being stopped by the falcon, her face turned red from holding back, and she couldn't help but soften her voice and speak softly. Asked: "What's the matter?"

The girl, whose mouth was tightly covered by her brother, nodded hurriedly without making any sound.

She walked forward quickly excitedly, and stopped half a meter away from Shao Qing's private area. Then she hurriedly fumbled around for a few pockets on her body, and finally found it in her left trouser pocket. A long-prepared platinum metal piece. Inside the metal piece is the most popular photo among the workers of the Spark Department:

In the photo, the girl's neat and graceful figure is sitting upright in front of the window, her light-colored ponytail tied high, shining in the sun, as if it has been plated with a layer of gold, and seems to be connected with the dark gray. The shadows were erased altogether.

There was a slight curve on her face that was different from the stern look she usually had on her when she walked vigorously and resolutely around the task-handover office. Even the temperament that everyone misunderstood as being unapproachable softened at this moment.

The slender fingers touched the paper of the picture book. Under the dazzling light, it was hard to tell which one was whiter.

Her eyes naturally lowered, and she seemed to notice the movement here. The slightly swaying hair on her forehead and her smiling eyes made the person who was just taking a photo as a souvenir couldn't help but subconsciously move it at that moment. Click the button to capture photos inside the photo stone.

Then he left this beautiful photo that could become the treasure of the town.

It was widely circulated, but most of them knew the seriousness of the matter. The migrant workers who had learned about the special situation of the department and bureau tacitly knew it, and it was only widely circulated in the secrets of the workers' groups in the department and bureau.

On the surface, few people would actually let this thing live outside the department.

The reason why Falcon's cousin brought this thing this time was because Shao Qing himself got into that group.

As a veteran-level figure who was doing well, I learned that Yu Yuyi would take time to come here recently, so she simply asked this little guy to bring the photo she wanted to have signed by Yiyi and come here more often.

It is precisely because of this that the current girl can take out this thing that is like a support group certificate.

The girl's face turned red. She leaned forward at almost ninety degrees and handed the platinum piece of metal to Yiyi with both hands. "Please, please give me an autograph, Senior 11!"

Yiyi hadn't yet seen clearly what was on the metal piece, but was startled by the sudden big movement.

She raised the hand that was not protecting Shao Qing from falling when he was taking a nap, and supported the girl in front of her who was handing her something respectfully with both hands to stand up slightly, "Huh? Do you want my signature?"

Yu Yuyi couldn't figure out why people wanted such things at this time. Could it be that there was some document that she needed to sign in person?

The girl was helped upright, and the skin of her arm that was in contact with Yu Yuyi seemed to be ignited by fire, burning along her arm to the inside of her sleeves and her neck.

She hesitated, handed the thing out again, and whispered: "Please!"

Yiyi was naturally unable to refuse such a sincere request, but what exactly did the girl in front of her want her to sign...

"hiss--"

Yiyi lowered her head and saw the photo on the metal card clearly, and couldn't help but take a breath.

Although now she wished she could look up at the girl in front of her and glance back and forth between the photo and the girl, but rather than disbelief, Yu Yuyi felt that some dark history had been revealed. The toes in the boots had already Now that we have secured the land, we just need to carve out three bedrooms and one living room for her to live in.

Yiyi: This! yes! Varied! What? !

Her pupils were trembling, and it took her a while to dig this scene out of her memory.

Yiyi still remembers that it was before they officially started the second training set by her father, because there were many items that she had to run back and forth to order, and instead of looking for those things outside, it was better to go directly to the Spark Department to commission them, so she was While placing the commission, I took on more than half of the mission, intending to use this to offset all the additional commission fees.

The task was not difficult for her, but that time she had an extra task to accompany the children in the orphanage in Soto City.

So she remembered that she went there and worked with another person who took over the task. One read the picture book, and the other dressed up as a character in the picture book, and vividly performed the somewhat missing story for the children.

That photo was probably when she was flipping through the picture book before reading it to see what was missing and how to add it.

It's just... Yu Yuyi remembered that sitting in that direction was a cute little girl of only three or four years old!

She has no impression of the photo stone or anything like that!

But it's too late to say anything at this time, just...

The photo looks pretty good.

Yiyi suppressed the shame in her heart, took the metal piece and the signature pen that was thrust into her hand, and signed a small code name of "walking in the Spark Department" on the edge of the corner of the photo.

In fact, there is no difference between signing this number and signing it yourself...

As if she could tell what Yiyi was thinking, the girl took the platinum metal piece back with her hands. After thanking her in a low voice, she insisted: "It's different! The one that passed through the hands of a senior is different! Because this is not just a signature, but also a signature of a senior. Your recognition of me!”

I heard that she really thought so, and I also felt that my misunderstanding just now was a bit trampling on the sincerity of others.

With a slightly apologetic feeling, she raised her hand and touched the girl's head, which was now level with hers in order to make her look at her level.