I make a lot of money from vests

Zenyuan Shier didn't take a few steps and turned back.

The two black umbrellas that had been thrown over the trash can disappeared.

Not long after the rain stopped, it began to rain intermittently.

Zenyuan Shier randomly pressed four numbers on the combination lock, and the door was opened.

Yuan Yi's password is simple, if it is too complicated, he will be locked out.

There was light seeping out of Chanyuanhui's room, and the moment the door opened, Chanyuan Shier keenly heard slight footsteps.

The footsteps stopped abruptly, and Chanyuan Hui stopped by the door.

He pressed his ear to the door, carefully listening to the sounds outside the door.

Boom, boom.

The sudden knock on the door made Chanyuan Huixin move his throat. He didn't open the door immediately, but pretended that he just got out of bed and ran to the door to open it.

The door was opened, Zenyuan Hui said coldly: "What are you doing?"

Chanyuan Shi'er bowed his head, Chanyuan Hui was wearing yellow pajamas, and there was a lightning-like tail on his buttocks.

He didn't know that it was Pikachu, and he was busy surviving at the Buddhist monastery, watching TV as an entertainment had nothing to do with him.

Zenyuanhui's pajamas are all prepared by robot servants and come in a variety of styles.

Little dinosaur, Pikachu, pink panther...

As a boy, Zenyuan Hui never wore that pink pink leopard pajamas.

Zenyuan Shier looked at his face and was in a daze.

Zenyuanhui actually looks a lot like him, but his temperament and personality are completely different.

Unlike him who is pretty good, Chanyuan Shier himself can't bear himself very much. If Chanyuan Hui had a similar personality to him, he would have lost his son long ago.

"He hasn't seen a decent father since he was born..."

Father, it seems that this word has never appeared in his life.

In places with few relatives like Zenyuan, everyone locked in is indifferent, indifferent to "relatives" and indifferent to people with "blood relatives".

The mantra is strong and can strengthen the family. Only in that "family" can you be valuable.

Without the magic power, he is nothing but shame for the family and ridiculed by everyone.

Zenyuan even smiled sarcastically, shit.

What should a father be like?

Zenyuan Shier thought of the "father" who said indifferently that he had no relationship with the head of the family because of him, and thought of the "mother" who cried hoarsely all day and told him to die.

Isn't something like his father the one that threw him into the pile of cursed spirits?

Chanyuanhui waited for a long time without saying a word, just staring at him, which made his skin crawl.

He asked again: "Chanyuan Shier, what are you doing?"

Zenyuan Shi Er returned to his senses, shrugged and said indifferently: "It's nothing."

Chanyuan Shier was about to leave, but suddenly he pushed Chanyuanhui away, broke into his room, and went straight to the desk.

There were two candies on the empty table, without labels, wrapped in cellophane, I don't know what brand it was.

Zenyuan Shier's eyes flickered slightly, and his expression was complicated.

He picked up the two candies on the table with a solemn expression: "Where did this candy come from?"

Chanyuan Hui wanted to snatch the candy back, but Chanyuan Shier was against his head, and he tried to jump up but couldn't reach the candy in Chanyuan Shier's hand.

"Give it back to me!" He doesn't like sweets, even if he throws them away, the Chanyuan Shier can't take the sugar away.

Zenyuan Shier's eyes narrowed slightly, and the hostility in his body leaked out uncontrollably.

"Where did it come from!"

Chanyuan Shi'er's attitude made Chanyuan Hui feel inexplicable, but it was just two candies, so why are you so crazy?

"Given by Mr. Atobe."

This candy was used by Yuan Yi to reward them during their training. He doesn't like to eat sweet things, and when he got the candy, the knotweed usually took it away.

He put these two in his pocket unintentionally, and he put them on the table casually for a long time.

Knotweed once said that this candy tastes great. He went to several stores and searched for the same type on the Internet, but he couldn't find the exact same one.

He once asked Yuan Yi where he bought the candy, but Yuan Yi said mysteriously that he was the only one in the world who had this candy.

Chanyuan Shier let go of Chanyuan Hui, and stuffed the two candies into his pocket.

A mocking, yet relieved smile appeared on his sullen face.

Zen Yuanhui said with a cold face, "Give me back the sugar."

Chanyuan Shi Er pushed the candy away provocatively, and threw the candy in his mouth in front of Chanyuan Hui.

Chanyuanhui: "..."

Zenyuan Shier left his room, closing the door politely for him rarely.

He pressed the sugar on the tip of his tongue, and the familiar taste made him nostalgic.

Not too sweet or too greasy, just the right taste.

He once asked Kong Shiyu to help find the source of the sugar, but he found nothing.

The sugar was crushed by him, and his mouth was full of sweetness.

Zenyuan Shier looked up and saw the light coming from the crack in Yuanyi's room.

Messy hair fell down, and slender eyebrows raised.

He walked upstairs step by step and stopped in front of the door.

Zenyuan Shier sat down directly against the wall, his clothes rubbed against the wall making a slight tearing sound.

He stretched out his hand to gather a beam of light in his hand, and when he closed it, the light disappeared, leaving only darkness.

All the memories in my mind were turned out, little by little connected into a line, and the misty memory became clearer.

Yuan Yi leaned against the back of the chair, and threw the candy he had just pushed aside into his mouth.

He has a bunch of "candies that are good for nothing but delicious" in his backpack. If "Martin Morning" didn't allow the sale of system items, Yuan would have set up a stall on the street to sell candies early in the morning.

Yuan Yi said dejectedly: "When will this task end... don't you want me to train them up?"

Although these children are not difficult to bring up, why should he experience being a father at such a young age!

[The criterion for judging the success of the task has not been reached yet. ]

"You set a standard!"

[Insufficient permissions. ]

"...Don't tell me what you ask, how do I know where to train them? Should I train them to be magicians, or train them to be tennis players?"

[Insufficient permissions. ]

Yuan Yi: "..."

He didn't bother to continue talking with the system, and opened the calendar at one o'clock, and the marked time was getting closer and closer.

***

Not knowing what the specific requirements were, Yuan Yi could only teach them tennis, and at the same time handed over his superficial knowledge of spells to them.

He was all mixed up when he was in the high school of conjuration, so he didn't know much about the conjuration world.

The tennis court they used to go to is being renovated, and their training venue has been changed to the tennis court in Yuanyi Villa.

Knotaba Yuhito sneezed, he was carrying a small basket full of roses he planted from the garden.

Genichi is in a guidance match with Goumaki, and every time Genichi wins a goal, Yuzu Yujin grabs roses and throws them at him.

Yuan Yi put away the tennis racket and praised: "Ji, your progress is very fast."

Gouju gave a thumbs up and said happily, "Salmon."

Dong Tang walked onto the court with a tennis racket on his shoulders: "Let's play a game?"

Gou Juan clenched his tennis racket and nodded, "Salmon."

After Yuan Yi left the field, Knotweed quickly put away the basket, not wasting a petal.

Chanyuanhui: "..."

Knotweed Yuuhito is Keigo Atobe's poisonous only...

With a Coke in his hand, Shier from the Chanyuan was watching a group of kids playing tennis.

It's boring. It's boring.

"Mr. Zenyuan? Long time no see. May I ask where were you when Master Hui of the Zenyuan invited the parents?" Yuan Yi asked strangely.

I don't know whether Zenyuan Shier has taken on a new mission or hooked up with another rich woman, but he hasn't bothered Yuan Yi for several weeks.

A few days ago, the teacher of Zenyuanhui invited the parents, but he was nowhere to be seen. Yuan Yi replaced him and was criticized "gently" by the teacher.

Zenyuan Hui is very unsocial in school, and almost does not participate in group activities, and has no friends to go alone.

Not only that, but he was also the school's bully, who single-handedly overthrew the little villain in the school who bullied his classmates.

Zenyuan Shier took a sip of Coca-Cola and said casually, "Parents, please? What did he do?"

Yuan Yi: "Beat up the little fat guy who was collecting protection money from the next shift, stripped off his clothes and hung him on the ground for two hours."

Zenyuan Shier raised his Coke to Zenyuan Hui who was looking over: "Hey, he is capable."

Yuan Yi said speechlessly: "Competent is competent, I went to see the teacher instead of you, and was severely criticized by the teacher."

At that time, he was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack and directly drilled in. It had been a long time since he had been trained by the teacher like this.

What doesn't teach a child, who would be ruined by letting him be so violent...

It's not his child!The father of the child is not worried, what is he worried about?

"Ms. Atobe, aren't you his parent?"

Zenyuan Shier squeezed the Coke can in his hand, deliberately approached him, and said in an ambiguous tone.

Yuan Yi took a step back: "When will this uncle be his parent?"

A fiery breath rushed towards his face, mixed with bloody smell.

The Chanyuan even said: "How do you say that, you will be a teacher for a day and a father for life."

Yuan Yi: "Then what are you?"

Chanyuan Shier leaned close to his ear and said frivolously, "Whatever you say?"

The closer he got, the stronger the smell of blood on his body became.

"You killed someone?"

He changed the subject too quickly, and a flash of astonishment flashed across Zenyuan Shier's face.

Zenyuan Shi Er shrugged nonchalantly, and casually threw the crushed Coke cans into the trash can.

"Isn't it normal for a person like me to kill people?" He continued, "Of course, it's normal for me to be killed, but few people in this world can kill me."

The Chanyuan made an inch of progress and said, "Could it be that Mr. Atobe cares about me?"

Yuan Yi: "How did you turn from my simple question of asking you to kill someone to the fact that I care about you?"

Zenyuan Shier: "There is no need to be shy. If Teacher Atobe cares about me, just tell me."

Gouju puts down his tennis racket and suspends the match with Todo Aoi.

He pointed to the Zen garden and asked curiously: "Salmon?"

The knotweed hung on Chanyuan Hui's body, no matter how Chanyuan Hui shook it, he couldn't get rid of it.

"The person talking to Atobe-sensei looks a lot like you."

Shunping compared the looks of the two carefully, and agreed: "They do look alike."

Chanyuanhui retorted: "It's not like, you are wrong."

Are they blind?He is nothing like Chanyuan Shier from head to toe!

The knotweed Youren was still hanging on him, shaking it: "That man looks so cool, he has muscles all over his body, I want to be like him too."

Chanyuan Hui stared at Yu Zhang Youren's eyes wide, it was no longer a matter of being blind or not.

Like Zenyuan Shier?

The dog curly spine poked Chanyuanhui's spiky hair: "Salmon salmon?"

Chanyuan Hui shook his head: "No, I don't know."

The dog rolled in disbelief: "Salmon?"

Chanyuanhui: "No."

Kunzhang Youroto was confused: "What are you talking about?"

It is completely incomprehensible as if it is encrypted.

Dongtang Aoi murmured: "That guy looks very powerful."

He approached Shier in the Zen garden, pointed the tennis racket at him, very arrogant.

"you……"

Yuan Yi, including Polygonum cuspidatum, looked at Todo Aoi nervously for some reason.

"What kind of woman do you like!"

Yuan Yi: "..."

Chan Yuan Shi Er said frivolously to Yuan Yi: "You should ask me what kind of man I like."

Yuan Yi pulled the corner of his mouth down.

Zenyuan Shier, this bastard, definitely took a fancy to his villa!

Otherwise, it would be impossible to sacrifice so much!