My protagonist attributes have been discovered

At 11:30, before the dinner time, Shanhai Station, which had always been deserted, entered an unprecedentedly lively period.

Needless to say, the gods, demons and ghosts who crowded in front of the Shanhai Restaurant to buy cold food, even the suburban open spaces around the empty urban-rural junction streets in the past also had many non-human beings with their families, and most of them were not focused on buying anything. , but—

A pair of standard-looking couples started from the grocery store on the street and walked all the way to the supermarket at the end of the street. Every time the girl in a water blue skirt with fluttering hair passed by, she pulled up her skirt and squatted in front of the store with an elegant posture. He turned into the original shape of Xiaohuazhu and asked his boyfriend to take more thoughtful and innovative photos.

Hearing the girl complaining about her boyfriend's clumsiness because she was dissatisfied with the photos she took, she was going to go back and start again, and while standing at the door selling eggs, she posed for the same photo with Song Yangle from the beginning to the end: " ..." To be honest, it's a bit too much.

Sister Tu, who also saw this scene in her eyes and listened to her ears, had the opposite opinion. She commented during the interval of selling youth groups: "It's too bad! Obviously the mood of the photographer is different, and even the background is different. But the pictures in my photos are all the same, I don’t know how to discover the advantages of my girlfriend from different angles, I deserve it!”

"..."

Song Yangle looked back at the counter and turned from closing his eyes to resting his head to the boss Ying who was sleeping with his head up. For a moment, he realized that he was a little thankful for the other party's gender.

Alas, I am too weak.He thought deeply: A real warrior is one who dares to face his girlfriend's pickiness and other women's criticisms; therefore, let's put aside the title of warrior for now, and just be the protagonist of a pure fantasy adventure for now...

"—Hold your head up, straighten your chest, and keep your belly in! That's right! That's it! Today, you are the protagonist of this street!"

Ok?

Song Yangle looked up at the sound, and two short-legged patrolmen in uniform, one tall and one short, walked over from the Shanhai stop sign. Among them, the taller one was holding a baton, with dyed(?) white hair, While walking, he loudly taught the rookie next to him: "Don't drop your ass, yes! Stand up straight! Be imposing! You are a foreign aid specially invited by Shanhai Hotel, be confident!"

The shorter rookie policeman, with a familiar bun face, swung his short legs and took a menacing goose step, holding his baton in his arms, and answered in a rough and loud voice in Beijing-flavored Huaxia: "Yes! Boss!"

After answering, the tall and short short-legged policemen walked all the way to the entrance of Shanhai Restaurant with amazing momentum, and then stood together beside the cold food queue.

A tall, white-haired old patrol | The policeman faced Sister Tu and Song Yangle, and said solemnly: "Shanhai Hotel's No. [-] Foreign Aid Yinshan Tengu, come and report!"

The short, young bun with a patrol face and short legs, also followed with a serious face: "Shanhai aid No. [-] C big rabbit mantle, come to report!"

"Crack!" Tengu smacked the mantle's hat and stared, "It's for you to declare your name, not your race!"

Rabbit Man wrinkled his steamed stuffed face, and his rough voice was a little aggrieved: "Then you, boss..."

"That's because not only my race is a tengu, but my name is also a tengu!"

"Oh." Rabbit catkins stared at pale green eyes, looked up again at Sister Tu and Song Yangle, and said with a loud Beijing accent: "Shan Haijie Foreign Aid No. [-] C, big rabbit three cats, come to report!"

Recognizing the human-shaped face of the rabbit cat who had met once on the subway the day before yesterday, but seeing that the other party seemed to have no response to his face due to racial aesthetic reasons, Song Yangle paused holding the carved egg hand, and turned to Tu Dan. sister.

Sister Tu put the packaged single youth ball into a plastic bag, handed it to the customer, turned her face, glanced at the tengu and the rabbit cat, and nodded perfunctorily: "Yeah, here you are? Let's start working."

"..." A little too casual, right?

But different from Song Yangle's idea, the non-humans in Shanhai Street are very accustomed to this scene: Although the Tengu is famous and one of the bosses among cats, the other party has always been the demon manager of Shanhai Hotel. It is old news in the Three Realms that Qingming is stationed in the foreign aid. Secondly, the management of the underworld itself has become more stringent in recent years. Once the ghost hands are strengthened, it is difficult for the Wangchuan ghost to leave the gate of the underworld. The cultivation world where I live has another layer of insurance. Like Shanhai Street, there are places where a lot of ghosts can be wiped out everywhere. In fact, there are not many patrol jobs, and most of them are to maintain trivial law and order. |The quality is similar to that of ordinary human beings who are responsible for mediating conflicts between pedestrians in public places on holidays|police|police.

However, even though they were unanimously ignored by the non-humans, the two patrolmen, the tall and the short, still remained undiminished, holding their batons in their arms, and after a joint response, they walked forward and joined the non-human group. On the street, the non-human beings with the appearance of an old man who may not be as old as a fraction of himself are earnestly helped.

Song Yangle, who had sold another pot of eggs, picked up the empty pot, looked at the two pairs of short legs that were struggling between the long legs, and thought silently:

Although most of the time, they don't seem to be walking as fast as the person being helped.