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Chapter 1195 NO.101: Who will know when he will become Palu?

It is worth mentioning that in such doujinshi exhibitions, although disguise at the magical level is not allowed, teachers at the booth who have passed identity authentication can enjoy official encryption services.

The biggest reason why Miss Xi's appearance, which is much higher than the standard of appearance in the boundary area, has not attracted any attention is not because of her P face, nor because the fans here are all on horse ears and tails, but because of her In the eyes of others, her appearance is dynamically coded.

That's why she could sit there and play with her phone leisurely.

Except for still wearing the same student uniform, there was no trace of features hidden from top to bottom, as if he was not afraid of being seen by acquaintances at all.

She really didn't have to be afraid.

The only acquaintance who is also a booth registrant is Omer, and Omer obviously will not reveal her identity. It is better to say that Omer herself is somewhat insecure. Even looking at the pile of digital teachers on the table, it is difficult to sympathize with her. , passing over several physical colleagues and 'virtual colleagues' who were obviously busy at the online exhibition, and moved to the empty seat next to her in the booth.

By the way, he picked up a pen and poked her: "Can you still change back? Digital teacher?"

"Teacher...? It's you...it's actually you! Teacher!"

From exhaustion, to confusion, to sudden enlightenment, and finally to sudden excitement, Ellie's digital form condensed from a puddle into one piece almost instantly, making Omer once wonder if there was a group of special ability users in these JKs.

"Ah! Teacher! I am resurrected! Then, I have a once-in-a-lifetime request!"

"President, who is she? The Horse of Steel?"

"I feel like I might be commenting on the guy who is the killer. How come his hair style is completely imitated by Chazao-chan? He's so fanatical that he's a bit kimo."

Is this guy so merciless when talking to group friends?
"You're talking too much, Ms. Xiangzi. This hairstyle obviously suits her very well. She looks like a handsome horse girl! Although the handsome horse girls we like all have breasts."

Is this another guy who attacks group friends on the pretext of defending himself?

"You guy! A handsome guy with breasts can never be considered a handsome stud!"

"You are the evil one! The Embedded Character! The handsome guy with breasts is a cute attribute with a long history!!"

Indeed, it is like the symbol of Bai Ren and Sirius who have been quiet for a while...

"Absolutely not approved! This girl with a flat handsome guy style is the real handsome guy style horse girl!"

Why are you still arguing?
It's a shame that the stall has a self-service vending robot... Omer looked at the customers queuing over there subtly, although they were very concerned about this, but they still scanned the QR code to shop normally, feeling a little speechless.

"Fart! Isn't a tablet a prince?" Suddenly, a familiar voice broke into the debate, causing Omo to cast a subtle look at him.

This person didn't even wait for Xiao Lu after going to the toilet and ran back by himself?

And instead of saying hello to me, he went to point fingers at me? Where the hell am I a prince? ! Isn't the direction of my cross-dressing a rude and indifferent person?
"Yes, there is also a prince type! How about we put in the small breasts tickets?"

"Okay? As expected of you! Bisang!"

"Oh, I am also standing on the shoulders of those who came before me..."

The alien behaved like a stranger, and Omer couldn't help but wonder if this guy would often behave like this in front of his robot girlfriend.

But no matter what, I didn’t want to participate in that useless discussion, and I didn’t feel the need to introduce him, because there was a high chance that Omer would not be like this next time. He turned around in the fast-paced conversation and asked who was also being talked about. The digital teacher's attention was diverted by a colleague's succession.

"What did you say?"

"Oh! That's right!"

After being reminded, Ellie Digital stood up from her seat as if she had just woken up from a dream, took two steps back, and then respectfully saluted Omo: "Teacher! Please use this look to post with Chazao-chan! This is my life Please, please!”

"Concerning your thoughts, I have a meal replacement called Sunday Serenity to recommend to you." Omer intercepted the gift in time. Although his expression was subtle, it was not that he could not understand the other person's thoughts. After all, who is not a horse girl? Where's the kitchen?

But obviously, understanding ≠ acceptance.

As an idol, Jockey Girl caters to the needs of fans, but there is no need to operate to that extent. Trainers are not part of the business, but to be honest, this is a good idea. Omer suddenly realized that he rarely saw Sunday peace. The way the two of them are alone with each other.

If the prediction is good, the quiet Sundays in that kind of situation can probably really look like an older sister.

Ormer Linton had an idea and thought it could be used in the next fanfic creation - although when Kaza and Tako become really popular in the competition and accumulate fans, they probably don't need to do it themselves, they can just create it. do it yourself.

But with Sunday Serenity’s subtle popularity within the circle, I’m afraid they really have to make their own food.

I don’t know if creating some warmth can reduce Miss Sunday’s anger, although I have to get through the moment first...

"Xun...Sister, you are here..."

"..." Although he had thought that after making this disguise, everyone should change the way he was called, but when he was really called that by the cafeteria, Omo was still a little embarrassed. Especially at this moment, one of Tako and Akane laughed silently, while the other shook his shoulders with a sullen face.

On the contrary, Karen was a little angry, but due to Omo's disguise at the moment, she didn't speak.

The delicate expressions of Xiao Lu and Rudolf were tense, but the digital teacher on the side held his chest and leaned back, leaving Omo speechless and holding his forehead. He immediately took out the terminal and scanned the 2D screen in front of the counter. code.

"Give me a copy, and then I'll go visit other booths." He said coldly.

"Eh? Teacher, don't you want to share some of the work!?"

At this time she was normal again. It was hard to tell whether it was because the expected labor force had gone away or because it was no longer considered a post at the moment.

"It's not convenient for me to stand up for you. At most, I can come and sit here occasionally, just like the gongbi teacher."

"It doesn't matter, President, compared to the offline side, the online side is more short of manpower!" It appears from time to time. At the moment, there is a permanent appearance of a 'virtual colleague' standing in front of the stage and shouting, and there are other guests beside him. Incorporated into projection capture.

It can be seen that online exhibitions do have a population density that is several times higher than here.

Very annoying.

"Then...then! Teacher," Ali Digital took out an old-fashioned enthusiast-level camera from the drawer with the speed of bringing out afterimages, "Can you help me record this exhibition booth? Especially Mr. Sun God They have a DJ scene over there!”

"I think a video like this would be a great souvenir!"

"This one……"

She ran over there just now, and might bump into Qianming who was still there. Omo, who was not willing to face the embarrassment and risk, was a little hesitant, but the expectation flickering in his blue eyes was so pure, so pure that it even made her Somewhat ashamed of themselves.

"It depends on how convenient it is. If not, I should be able to ask someone else to help?"

"I can come!" Bize raised his hand.

"No, you can stay and sit on the stage." Omer said coldly.

"what?"

"Yeah, Bi Sang, let's continue the previous topic!"

"Brother Bi, come and sit with us. This experience of sitting in front of the booth and acting as a creator is very special! Even the guests will call you teacher!"

At first glance, the two club employees seemed like old friends at first sight. Their warm and friendly eyes glittered with ghosts, waiting for the new workforce.

And in this regard, Bizet——

——As expected, he didn’t show that kind of insight.

"Okay, okay, then I'll just sit down for a while. There's still a seat next to Mr. Gongbi, right?"

Oh, it turns out there is a p-faced person here who can order him to play Arknights...

Omo had a lot of impressions of such a scene. He had seen it several times in the past. This guy yelled that someone was a mobile game character he had played, and then walked up to him and greeted him warmly, trying to increase his favorability.

This behavior is usually three minutes of heat.

After all, it's not that easy to gain favor with the character who suddenly gets close to him, and the alien is not that fanatical, and he will soon perceive reality from his logical perspective.

But in this current situation where there is essentially a lack of labor, it is hard to say whether they can run after these three minutes of heat.

Omer hoped that this person had a good number, but at this moment, Miss Xi, who should have put on a cold face and asked, "Who are you hooking up with?", instead turned her head and let out a bad laugh:
"Hey~ Okay, then just sit down for a while."

It seems to have been sent, Homao thought.

With the Gongbi teacher’s experience in this world, Bize’s ‘traveler enthusiasm’ is definitely not unfamiliar. It would be better to say that during the interview at the Rhode Island Company, there were many people who were even more enthusiastic than Bize. .

As for Mr. Bi, he is probably the easiest person to get along with.

As his brother, Omer Linton knew exactly what he should do.

"It seems like that's it, then you have a good time and let's go shopping first."

Of course that is respect! understand! bless!