[Comprehensive] Graduate Employment Internship Experience

When Huachun pushed the door and came out, the prison temple happened to bring breakfast out of the kitchen.The slender and straight boy rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, revealing a small section of his fair arm and beautiful wrist.The white and clean hands held the plate steadily, and the kind of delicacy that only belonged to teenagers made people's heart throbbing uncontrollably.When the prison temple glanced over, Hua Chun was startled guiltily, but the prison temple didn't say anything, just pointed in the direction of the bathroom, "Just now I went to the convenience store below to buy you toothbrushes and towels .”

He sat down and began to eat his own breakfast.

Huachun noticed that his eyes were a very gentle blue color, maybe it was her own illusion, but she felt that as long as his expression was not so fierce on purpose, even if his tone was flat and his face was expressionless, he would look like a Very gentle.

"I went next door and borrowed a set of school uniform and shoes and socks for you. After you finish eating, go take a shower first, and then change your clothes." Feeling that Hua Chun's eyes were still on him and refused to leave, Prison Temple twitched the corners of his eyes, and finally got a little furious, "Also...have you seen enough?!"

Hua Chun suddenly came back to her senses, and she rushed into the bathroom in embarrassment, "Yes, I'm sorry!!" She spoke through the door in panic, then assessed the situation, and said rather timidly: "...I, I'll go out and eat after I take a shower..."

Prison Temple: "... Whatever you want."

He doesn't seem angry...

This made Hua Chun heave a sigh of relief.She turned around and saw a neatly folded pile of clothes in the clothes basket on the bathroom floor.Hua Chun picked it up and looked at it, and immediately recognized that it was a Japanese-style school uniform - a white long-sleeved shirt, a beige woolen vest, a navy blue suit jacket, and a red and black plaid pleated skirt... It doesn't look new, but it's clean.Probably it was worn by the neighbor next door who has already graduated.

But there are new clothes to change, Huachun is still looking forward to it.

When the girl walked out of the bathroom refreshed with the joy of thorough cleaning, she felt much more relaxed.When she passed by the mirror in the bathroom, she took a closer look. She didn't know if it was an illusion. Hua Chun felt that the redness and swelling on her face seemed to have subsided a little. I hope it's not serious...

Thinking of this, she put on a white shirt and a beige sweater vest, looked in the mirror, turned around and watched the skirt fly up, feeling very fresh.When I was a student, I always wore sportswear-style uniforms. I thought they were ugly and ugly, but I really put on the Japanese-style school uniforms that I thought were beautiful and fashionable at the time. Instead, I think school uniforms... are still sportswear. The style is safer... at least you can jump and run if you want to jump in sports pants... you won't worry about running out all the time!

Speaking of which, isn't this skirt a little too short... Even if it's a mud boom, is it really okay for the school uniform skirt to be so short?

Huachun struggled to pull the skirt down a little longer, she turned around and bent slightly, and saw that everything was about to disappear in the mirror—I always felt so insecure...

And when Hua Chun put on the pair of black stockings, she put on the full outfit, stood in front of the mirror and looked at it carefully for a while, and suddenly felt that she seemed much prettier than before.

The fat baby face makes Huachun look much younger than her actual age. Wearing school uniforms to look tender is almost stress-free. The originally pale and rough skin becomes fair and delicate. If the redness and swelling are eliminated, the whole face is almost flawless.

I always feel...beautiful.

...However, this may also be due to the fact that I just took a shower, and many mirrors sold to families seem to be able to make people look thinner, not to mention that when I look in the mirror, my own eyes will automatically beautify 30 % of the legend.

After being narcissistic for a while, Hua Chun, who had beaten herself up again, finally tidied up her wet bangs in front of the mirror, then smoothed all her long hair together, put her hands together and hung from her right shoulder to her chest, and then held it in her hands In - to prevent water droplets from wetting clothes.

Hearing the sound of the bathroom door, Gui Si raised his head, and saw Hua Chun walking out with his head down, holding his hair in one hand, and pulling his skirt with the other hand uneasily.

The petite girl looks cute and cute.

The beige wool vest looked gentle and elegant, and the white shirt inside was only buttoned up to the part that covered the chest, revealing a piece of white skin on the chest, as well as a beautiful collarbone and a fair and elegant neck.

The girl's black eyes were moist and bright, which made the redness on her face look pitiful.

She obediently tucked the hem of her shirt into her skirt. The school skirt is very short. Although the skirts of women's school uniforms are not very long, the master has obviously shortened the skirt a lot. The style just covered the bottom of the thigh, but Hua Chun tried hard to pull it to a length that could barely cover the middle of the thigh.

The black stockings were stretched to the limit, but there was still a short distance from the hem of the skirt, and the exposed skin was what the boys called the "absolute domain".And the girl was wearing black round-toed buckle leather shoes, which was very normal, very ordinary middle school students' attire, and looked very dignified.

No one would have imagined that this girl would be a messy black household with no identity certificate, no fixed residence, no income, and no guardian.

Hua Chun raised his head and smiled at Prison Temple, "Does it look good?"

Prison Temple suddenly choked on his saliva, "Cough!" He turned his face away as if he was hiding something, but soon realized that he looked very guilty, so he immediately turned his gaze back, "Not bad." He was vague said.

After getting the affirmation, Huachun immediately ran over happily, but as soon as she sat down, Guisi got up.The girl looked at him immediately, showing hurt eyes, and the prison temple was a little uncomfortable seeing her expression like a puppy abandoned by the owner, "...I'll find you a hair dryer."

So Hua Chun immediately showed a smiling face again, obediently bowed his head and began to eat.

...it's really like having a puppy.

Seeing her reaction, Guisi suddenly had the urge to touch the other person's head, but he immediately clenched his hands and restrained himself.

After everything was done, Hua Chun refreshedly followed behind the prison temple, watched him lock the door, and happily jumped down the stairs of the apartment step by step.

"...just like a child." Looking at her lively and even childish behavior, the corners of Guisi's mouth could not help but twitch slightly.

[Note that the passive skill "Face of Sealing the Truth" is triggered. 】

[The triggerer gets a second-level status "Looking at her smile... it's like being happy with her."]

Hua Chun jumped down the last step, turned around and looked at the prison temple with his hands in his pockets, walking down like a leisurely stroll with a complicated expression.

...I said, is it normal for this skill to be triggered so frequently...

Hua Chun stared at the prison temple's face, and couldn't help being stunned, but when she came back to her senses, the prison temple had already walked in front of her, and the young girl Chun hurriedly followed.

"What are we going to do?" Hua Chun put his hands behind his back, trying to hold down the skirts calmly, so as not to let them be blown up suddenly, and let out his embarrassing happiness.

"...to buy medicine for you, and then there are textbooks." Prison Temple lowered his head as if he was about to take something out of his pocket, "I still have to go to school."

"Go to school?" Hua Chun looked at him suspiciously, and suddenly remembered the column of prison temple's occupation: a transfer student from Bingsheng Middle School.

"Well, go to deal with some things about transferring schools." Prison Temple found what he was looking for—it was a pack of cigarettes. Same thing with caution. "...going to take care of something."

Of course, the thing that made the prison temple show such a cautious expression was not the transfer of schools. What he thought of was the words of the killer who had a very high status and reputation in the mafia circle. About the most powerful mafia family in Italy, Peng Greetings purpose information.

——What kind of person would that be?To be selected as the Judaime, he must be a strong, proud, wise and outstanding person... After all, he is the successor of the famous Vongola...

But Huachun didn't understand what he meant by these words, and she didn't connect this matter with another "mafia reserve" in his profession. She quickly left these things behind and continued to be ignorant asked, "Then it's too early for us to buy textbooks now? Don't the schools in Nihong distribute textbooks?"

Prison was pulled back from her imagination by her, he pulled out a cigarette in a disturbed way, Hua Chun immediately stared at the cigarette he was holding, and seemed to want to say something, it was nothing more than prison Temple is only 14 years old, smoking is harmful to health and other things, but in the end she didn't say it, because she has no right to interfere with him-to be honest, they don't know each other well.

Hua Chun saw that the prison temple lit the cigarette very quickly with a magic-like technique. In her opinion, it was almost as if his hand brushed the cigarette end, and the cigarette was automatically lit.

But that was impossible, Hua Chun looked at him in amazement, convinced that this was a wonderful way to ignite the fire.Just like magic, the prison temple must be holding a lighter or something in his hand, but because of the ingenious technique, it is difficult to be discovered.

Even after so many strange things, Hua Chun subconsciously thinks everything in a reasonable direction.

"No." Prison Temple answered her clearly with a cigarette in his mouth, "I heard that the troublesome school has an entrance exam, so I have to read the book."

"Eh? Didn't Prison Temple read books before?" Hua Chun asked suspiciously.

"No time." Prison Temple pouted, "I haven't studied since I was eight years old."