Anime card making

After realizing the intention of the Card Master Association, Russell smiled and waved his hands: "No, no, I believe that the well-educated people of the Ming Dynasty will stand up when encountering such a situation."

That may not be the case. There are many new card masters who are weak in the face of monsters during the secret training in the third year of high school.

The person in charge thought secretly in his heart. Although he was a little noncommittal about Russell's words, he was still very satisfied with Russell's approach.

"How about this, classmate Luo, let's register your identity as a card maker first, and then talk about the interview."

Standing at the entrance of the branch, looking at the card with the word "Black Iron" in his hand, Russell was a little dazed.

This is an officially registered card maker.

Black Iron, Bronze, Silver, Gold, Jade, Diamond, Master, Hall.

I have just taken the first step.

After sorting out his inner feelings, Russell's mind echoed the words of the branch manager who just called himself Ma Liang.

"Student Luo, we are going to do an interview with you at your school tomorrow."

"We will be in charge of contacting the school."

"The interview will be conducted by the Shanghai Daily. What's your opinion?"

After receiving the 100,000 yuan reward for bravery, what can Russell say?

But the 100,000 yuan will not be available until tomorrow, after all, there are still photos to be taken.

On the way home, Russell's phone kept ringing.

He picked up the phone and saw that it was the class teacher Wang Ming.

"Hello? Teacher, what's wrong?"

"Russell!" The shouting from the other end of the phone almost deafened Russell's ears.

Silently holding the phone further away: "I'm here."

Wang Ming also calmed down at this time and said: "Russell, the school notified me of your heroic act. I called you to ask if you were injured."

Russell's heart warmed: "No, class teacher, how could a few zombies hurt me."

Hearing Russell's answer, Wang Ming breathed a sigh of relief and said: "That's good, you have a good rest today, remember to tidy up your image tomorrow morning, that's it."

Listening to the busy tone coming from the phone, Russell couldn't help laughing. Is this the only reason to call?

"Ding, welfare card."

The next day, Russell got up early and took the bus.

Today is the first day of school for all high schools in Shanghai.

"Morning, Russell." A greasy-haired boy sat next to Russell with a schoolbag.

Russell nodded: "Morning, Mo Fang."

Mo Fang was the classmate of the original owner. His family ran a small business. The relationship was barely okay.

Just as Russell leaned his head against the window in a daze, Mo Fang suddenly started the topic: "Speaking of which, Russell, how is your card making going?"

Looking at Mo Fang's erratic look, Russell couldn't help but laugh out loud. Mo Fang was obviously an adolescent boy who wanted to show off his achievements.

Sure enough, Mo Fang's next sentence was: "I'm lucky. I made a black iron green card."

Mo Fang was a little complacent at this time. If he could make a black iron green card in the third year of high school, it would not be impossible for him to make a blue card and become a card maker in the future.

In his opinion, as an orphan, Russell probably didn't try to make cards during the summer vacation.

Just when he was about to enjoy Russell's flattery, he heard the other party say lightly: "Then congratulations."

Russell didn't have any idea of ​​pretending to be cool at this time. After all, in his eyes, Mo Fang was still a child who had not entered society.

Mo Fang scratched his head. He always felt that the Russell today was a little different from the Russell before, but he couldn't tell where the difference was.

"Ding, we've arrived at No. 1 Middle School in Shanghai. Please get off the bus in an orderly manner."

"Let's go, Russell, we've arrived." Mo Fang took the lead and carried his schoolbag.

The two got off the bus, and Russell saw Wang Ming, the head teacher, waiting at the school gate.

"Good morning, Teacher Wang." Mo Fang greeted Wang Ming honestly.

Wang Ming nodded to him, and then anxiously pulled Russell: "Let's go quickly, everyone is waiting for you."

Watching the head teacher pulling Russell away at a trot, Mo Fang fell into deep thought.

Then he had a bold guess.

Running into the classroom, pushing open the door, Mo Fang shouted: "Russell may drop out of school and go to work!"

Seeing that everyone in the class was attracted by him, Mo Fang loudly expressed his judgment.

For example, Russell was an orphan, and his family had no money and could not continue to study.

For example, he was depressed on the bus in the morning.

For example, the head teacher was waiting for him at the school gate early in the morning.

Everyone in the class gradually recognized Mo Fang's judgment.

Just as the classroom was heatedly discussing whether to donate to Russell.

On the other side, Wang Ming trotted with Russell to the principal's office.

After calming down for a while, Wang Ming pushed open the door of the office.

"Principal Xie, Russell is here."

"Hurry up, reporter Li and President Ma are waiting."

Entering the door, Russell shouted honestly: "Principal Xie, President Ma, good morning."

Ma Liang, president of the Ning'an District Card Artist Association, smiled and said: "You kid, I told you to call me Uncle Ma."

Then he pointed to a capable urban beauty: "This is reporter Li from the Shanghai Daily."

Reporter Li stepped forward and shook Russell's hand: "Hello, classmate Luo, we will have a brief interview today, don't be nervous."

"Classmate Luo, why did you stand up in such a dangerous situation?"

"Because the neighbors of Happy Home need my protection, and I believe that any student of Shanghai No. 1 Middle School, or any card maker of the Card Maker Association, would stand up in that situation." Russell's words were watertight.

Principal Xie smiled with satisfaction when he heard this.

Reporter Li then asked: "I heard from President Ma that you made a purple card the first time you made a card, right?"

Russell complained in his heart, this reporter really asked everything, didn't he know that the card information was the biggest secret of a card maker.

But his face remained unchanged, and he replied calmly: "I was just lucky, and the story I compiled was recognized, which is inseparable from the daily teaching of No. 1 Middle School and the Association."

Principal Xie couldn't be more satisfied with Russell at this time.

He has a talent for card making and a high emotional intelligence, and is indeed very suitable to be trained as the face of No. 1 Middle School this year.

After finishing the recording, reporter Li said, "Please ask Luo, Principal Xie, and President Ma to stand together and take a photo."

As she said that, she took a banner from the side and handed it to Russell: "Luo, hold this."

On the banner was written: "A brave man from No. 1 Middle School, a good boy who is brave and righteous!"

Russell's eyes twitched, and he knew at a glance that it was done by Shanghai No. 1 Middle School.

Holding the banner, Russell took a group photo with a fake smile.

"Very good, thank you Luo for your cooperation." Reporter Li looked at the photo with satisfaction.

"Then I will go back first?" Seeing that there seemed to be nothing for him to do, Russell asked hesitantly.

"Russell, please wait a moment, the association gave you a reward, and we at No. 1 Middle School also have a reward for you." Just as Russell was about to leave, Principal Xie called him.