Handbook of Nonhuman Research

"When, when, when, when, when."

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the old-fashioned wall clock on the wall rang on time, and the opening hours of the counseling room officially ended.

No one came today.

In the dimly lit consulting room, Zhao Wugou sighed lightly and closed the blank registration book.

It has been three days since the internship started, and there is no one there, and the only two phone calls are wrong.

The world is real.

Originally, I wanted to have more contact points to increase my actual combat experience, but now, it is a problem to gather the data of the paper.

He rubbed his stiff neck with a headache. If the situation remained the same in a few days, he would have to find time to chat with Director Song next week.

The autumn wind was blowing, and the chill hit people, Zhao Wugou hastily closed the half-opened window, only to find that there was a golden ginkgo leaf on the table.

In the middle of October, the temperature in Beijing is getting colder, but it is the time when the autumn color is getting stronger.

Looking out from the window of the consulting room on the second floor, you can clearly see the Brocade Lane outside.

Both sides of the alley are full of tall ginkgo trees. When the sun is setting, the yellow leaves like clouds complement the glazed tiles and vermilion walls of Wanhe Garden opposite, flowing gold and red, as beautiful as an oil painting with rich colors.

The postcard-like street view outside the window is probably the only advantage of practicing here.Zhao Wugou smiled wryly, lowered his head and conveniently put the ginkgo leaf into the register, packed his things and prepared to leave work.

He is a second-year graduate student in the Psychology Department of Peking University. This semester starts, and there are several well-known large companies in China providing psychological counseling internship positions for the school. Since the thesis needs to collect a large amount of case data, Zhao Wugou also agrees after discussing with his tutor. Application for registration has been submitted.As a result, he was unlucky enough to be confused by the registration form by the counselor who arranged the internship, so he completely missed the original internship goal and came to this employment agency.

In the Internet age, convenient job-seeking APP platforms can be seen everywhere. In Beijing, a first-tier city, besides the school recruitment site, how many people will go offline?What's more, it is an employment agency similar to the public welfare of the district government?The degree of desertedness can be imagined.

In the four-story office building in front of me, not to mention the people who came to consult, the colleagues could not see it.On the second floor where the consultation room is located, it is conservatively estimated that there are at least twenty offices, but each of them is tightly closed.So far, Zhao Wugou has only met two colleagues, Director Song who received him on the day of reporting, who was in charge of personnel and administrative management, and the lady at the front desk named Lin Xin.

Sometimes, Zhao Wugou even wondered if there were only three of his employees in this building.

After closing the door of the consultation room, he wore a windbreaker over his arms, and walked downstairs while untying his tie.There are few people in the employment agency, but there are many rules. Everyone must wear formal clothes during working hours, which is one of the regulations in the fifteen-page employee handbook.

The old stairs creaked under his feet, Lin Xin at the front desk had already left, and the little land turtle she raised was slowly crawling like a walk on the half-moon-shaped marble table top.Seeing Zhao Wugou descending the stairs, he stopped and shook his neck as if saying hello.

"Happy weekend! Goodbye!" Zhao Wugou turned his head and greeted it with a smile.

The afterglow of the setting sun passed through the window and slipped between his superior browbones and bridge of nose, tracing a handsome outline.With the straight suit and the soft khaki windbreaker, he looks more and more handsome, gentle and jade-like.

"boom!"

Before Zhao Wugou could finish his sentence, the head of the statue imitating the terracotta warriors and horses on the left suddenly fell off, rolled several times on the carpet, and stopped at his feet.

The two terracotta warriors and horses statues next to the front desk, the one on the right with a bronze sword hanging is okay, the squatting one on the left, its head falls off almost every day, and I don't know when Director Song will find someone to fix it.Zhao Wugou bent down helplessly, picked up the sculpture head, and inserted it back into place with ease.

"Ah!" Zhao Wugou sneezed as soon as the terracotta warriors were finished, and the phone rang at the same time, he quickly shook off the windbreaker and put it on.

The vigorous voice of roommate Wang Xuan came from the other side of the phone, "Have you got off work yet? My brother has already driven to Zhuque Avenue. Hurry up!"

"No. [-], Brocade Lane."

After standing at the door of the employment agency's red-brick building, which obviously had the style of the 60s and 10s of the last century, for nearly [-] minutes, Zhao Wugou finally saw a familiar silver-gray SUV driving towards him.

"Tsk, young master, isn't your internship place too dilapidated?" Wang Xuan was wearing a flamboyant orange-red sweater, poking his head out through the car window.The half-inch-long hair was carefully brushed with hairspray, and looked neat, but there were faint dark circles under the eyes, which seemed to be due to lack of sleep recently.

"Why is the name of the unit engraved crookedly?" Half a second later, he began to complain about the vertical badge on the left side of the gate behind Zhao Wugou.The five characters of "Employment Agency" are not centered in the layout but are lowered, which makes the top of the sign look empty, as if a few words were missing.

"Are you here to send bullet screens or to pick me up?" Zhao Wugou pushed back Wang Xuan's head poking out of the car window. It was obviously a rude gesture, but he did it with a bit of elegance, just like those hundred The royal aristocrats who lived in Wanhe Garden next door many years ago had three parts noble and two parts coquettish in their bones, and their gestures and actions were impressive.Otherwise, Wang Xuan would not have nicknamed him Young Master.

"Aren't I sorry for you? Look at Zhou Xiao and Hu Guangping, are they half as good as you? The internship companies posted in the circle of friends are all as tall as the top 500 in the universe. You are good, and you can compete with them." Haunted house PK, take the Luoyang shovel and dig downstairs, maybe you can dig out some cultural relics." Wang Xuan continued to talk non-stop, "By the way, how much is the internship salary? Such a crappy unit, don't wait until then. Internship wages are not even paid!"

"Thank you, can you wait for me to order?" Zhao Wugou, who was sitting in the passenger seat, gave Wang Xuan a sideways glance, his handsome eyebrows and eyes were full of murderous aura.

"I can't even feel sorry for you, here, your favorite!" Wang Xuan, who was in need of others, could only close the microphone aggrievedly, handed over the takeaway coffee to offer, and then honestly started the car.

"Thank you~" Seeing that it was his favorite brand, Zhao Wugou immediately picked up the paper cup with the pink cat's paw printed on it, took a deep breath of the fragrance, and narrowed his eyes comfortably.

Wang Xuan chewed a piece of gum, swiped the phone on the hanger, and clicked into a live broadcast room to listen to the song.

[Thank you everyone for the gifts, and thank you Wenyu for the spaceship. ]

[Of course, sir, what question do you want to ask? ]

[Well?What is written on your card? ]

The anchor's next song has not started for a long time, as if he was chatting with a boss who smashed presents.Taking advantage of the red light, Wang Xuan flipped through the records of the live broadcast room, and couldn't help laughing.

"Master, come and take a look at this." Overjoyed, Wang Xuan elbowed Zhao Wugou who was next to him, calling him to eat melon together.

Unable to resist him, Zhao Wugou could only glance at the mobile phone on the shelf.On the interface of the live broadcast room, a few lines of speeches in large characters with a background color are particularly conspicuous.

[Anchor, can I ask a question? 】

[Suppose you have gone out alone with a boy to watch movies three times and eat dinner twice.When you went out for afternoon tea today, he sent you a bouquet of roses with words of confession written on a cherry blossom pink card, would you be angry? 】

[Within ten seconds after she took the flowers, she suddenly threw the flowers to me and ran away, and the phone was blocked.I thought about it for half an afternoon and couldn't figure it out. Is there something wrong with the red rose, or is it the wrong card? 】

[I just wrote a simple and romantic confession formula]

【Ca(OH)2+CO2=CaCO3↓+H2O】

A bunch of netizens in the live broadcast room crazily complained,

[God TM is simple!Only ghosts can understand!Which letter can tell that this is a confession?Is it possible to produce heart-shaped precipitation? 】

[Your failure to confess has something to do with the red rose, please don't touch the porcelain red rose? 】

[Upstairs, the ghost said that he didn't take the blame, and the ghost couldn't understand it. 】

[Curious, who can translate it? 】

"He's talking nonsense, how does the equation explain?" Wang Xuan racked his brains but couldn't figure it out, so he turned to Zhao Wugou for help.

Zhao Wugou stared at the calcium carbonate precipitation formula and was silent for two seconds, "Probably... love makes me willing to sink for you?"

Wang Xuan sent out Zhao Wugou's conjecture in a booing manner.

In the end, the boss actually replied, [I finally found someone who understands me!Do you think I should continue chasing? 】

The audience in the live broadcast room wailed, [IQ crushed, hugging my sister and myself in distress]

[Not human!That's okay too?The one who interpreted it knelt down greatly. 】

"Boss said you guessed it right! I even asked for your opinion." Wang Xuan looked at Zhao Wugou in astonishment, as if he wanted to see how his brain grew.

"Green light, drive well." Zhao Wugou took Wang Xuan's phone over, glanced at it a few times and then typed a reply.

While turning onto Suzaku Avenue, Wang Xuan glanced over curiously, saw Zhao Wugou and typed five words lightly, [Penrose Triangle]

The boss replied with a heartbroken expression, and left the studio sadly.

Wang Xuan:? ? ? ? ? ?

You guys from extraterrestrials have been on Earth for so many years, can you please speak human language?

In the evening, Suzaku Street was full of traffic, and it was a bustling scene of a bustling city.

Under the overpass, there was a lot of voices, and two assistant managers were standing on the side of the road to clear the crowded crowd.In the isolation zone behind them, there were two cars parked. The front of the red car was dented and deformed, and the windshield was shattered all over the ground, while the black car was basically intact.Apparently, there had been a traffic accident here not long ago.

On the top step of the overpass, sat a young man wearing glasses. He only wore a dark blue woolen sweater, which looked a little thin in the bleak evening wind.People passing by the overpass, although they walked in a hurry, most of them would look curiously at the accident area under the bridge, but he was the only one who sat there blankly, as if he had no interest in the situation under the bridge.

Someone patted him on the shoulder, and the man with glasses raised his head blankly, only to see a young man standing beside him, wearing a white suit and looking spotless.

Seeing him raise his head, the man skillfully took out a palm-sized booklet from his arms, and put his four fingers like white porcelain on the cover. The crimson booklet flipped automatically without wind, and stopped on a certain page in the blink of an eye.The man swiped the page with the back of his finger, and several rows of loach-like gold characters floated to the top of the man in glasses and slowly flattened out.

"Li Wei, male, born on the 1987th of April 4 in the Jiachen month of Dingmao...cough cough"

"How do you know?" The man with glasses looked more and more bewildered.

The man in the white suit stuffed the booklet back into his inner pocket, the corner of his right lip raised slightly in anger, and pointed to his ear.

The man in glasses followed his movements and looked over, only to see a long earring hanging on the man's white right ear, and the pale gold pendant was engraved with the words "Make Money at Sight".

The man with glasses murmured through it, repeating in a puzzled tone, "Make money?"

"It's only the living who make money, but unfortunately you don't." The white suit shrugged regretfully.

"...You, you are Bai Wuchang?" The man with glasses was stunned for two seconds, his expression suddenly changed, "I, am I dead???"

Finally understood, Bai Wuchang nodded in relief with a childish look in his eyes.Such a dead ignorant new ghost is the easiest to get lost, and it is fate to meet it, so it is better to take it back.

"Let's go, just drop in." Bai Wuchang smiled and looked at Mengxin Guijie in front of him.

Glasses man: ……………

Can I say no?

"My lord, can I not go?" the man with glasses asked hesitantly.

Bai Wuchang looked him up and down, "Why, do you have something on your mind?"

The man with glasses nodded, "I want to see my girlfriend."

"Boy, you can think about it. If the new ghost does not follow the seductive order to enter the ghost gate within half a month, it will be difficult to reincarnate in the future. You can only be a lonely ghost."

"My lord, I will rush there. I... just want to go back and see her. She is impulsive, and I'm afraid she will do something stupid."

While they were talking, a man in a black suit flashed across the overpass, striding toward them.The man had a serious face and brisk walking, but he was holding two cartoon paper cups in his hands that were seriously inconsistent with his aura, the ones with pink cat paws printed on them.

The man with glasses saw the earring with the words "World Peace" hanging on the other's left ear, and immediately understood that this person should be the legendary Hei Wuchang who was inseparable from Bai Wuchang.

"You will take the initiative to work overtime?" Hei Wuchang glanced at the man in glasses behind Bai Wuchang, and handed over the cup in his right hand with a little surprise.This new ghost seems to have been born too early, and the messenger who came to pick him up hasn't arrived yet.

"I've always loved my job and worked hard, okay?" Bai Wuchang took the cup, "What is it?"

"coffee."

Bai Wuchang's eyes flickered, and he looked at the cup in his hand with great interest, "Is that what you like to drink recently?"

Heiwuchang nodded silently, glanced at the sky again, and motioned to Bai to drink quickly, and it was time to go back to work after drinking.

"The setting sun is infinitely beautiful, and the soul is running around." Bai Wuchang took a big gulp from his cup with a sad spring and autumn face.

"Bah!" The coffee was spat out as soon as it entered the mouth. Bai Wuchang frowned and looked at the cup in his hand, "Is your lord crazy? This stuff is worse than the stuff that Po Meng boiled 500 years ago!"

Heiwuchang who also took a sip did not change his face, "I think it's okay."

"Boy," Bai Wuchang turned around resolutely, and hooked his fingers at Mengxin Guijie, "Do you know that you have to pay guide money to bribe the messenger?"

The man with glasses murmured, "Hua... Hua Guobi?"

"Who wants that guy's thing?" Bai Wuchang frowned in disgust, and threw the coffee in his hand in front of the man with glasses, "Why is it bitter?"

Taking a closer look at the label on the cup, the man with glasses said weakly, "Well... the American style tastes bitter. If you like a sweeter taste, you can order cappuccino or mocha."

"Is there anything sweeter?"

"Milk...milk tea, much sweeter than coffee."

"Now write down all the delicious milk tea you know, and it will be used as your guide money. I will pick you up in a few days." Bai Wuchang raised the corners of his lips evilly, and patted the shoulder of the man with glasses with the back of his hand.

Before he could take the second shot, Hei Wuchang stretched out his hand and placed it between the back of his hand and the shoulder of the man with glasses, "Xingui can't stand your hostility."

cut!Bai Wuchang curled his lips boredly, turned around and lay down on the guardrail of the overpass.

Hei Wuchang took out a pen and paper from somewhere, and handed it to the man with glasses.The man with glasses immediately started writing.

Under the overpass, the traffic was rolling, and Bai Wuchang, who was looking around boredly, straightened up abruptly, "Xiao Erhei, I seem to see you! It's in that car!!!"

Following the direction he pointed, Hei Wuchang saw a silver-gray car just turning around the intersection of Suzaku Avenue.

"Follow the past to see?" Bai Wu often tapped his chin with two fingers, thinking, "According to the time, after reincarnation, you should be in your early twenties."

The other party took a sip of coffee indifferently, "Your Majesty, don't allow me to spy on the whereabouts of Lord Judge."

"This is no spying, we met by chance, he! Township! Encounter! Therefore! Know! Let's go." Bai Wuchang stepped out of the overpass without hesitation, and wanted to chase forward.

Hei Wuchang stood there without moving, "It's late, half salary will be deducted."

Hearing this, Bai Wuchang made a sharp 180-degree turn in the air, walked back with strides, and grabbed Hei Wuchang's wrist as he passed by, "Business is important, come back with me quickly, don't make your lord wait. "

"Boy, remember to wait for me on this bridge when the night falls in ten days' time." Before he finished speaking, the two black and white figures and the pen and paper in the man's hand were gone.

Glasses man: ……………

The first rule of the Underworld Survival Guide is business matters.