My Corpse is Bohemian

Anbu and other candidates followed the boy to the gym. The swimming pool occupies half of the space of more than 400 square meters. There are treadmills, fitness machines, rowing machines, supine boards and other lightweight fitness equipment on both sides of the swimming pool. There is no comprehensive equipment for building strength and muscles.

"You can choose any piece of equipment and start exercising." The boy commanded with his hands behind his back. "If you don't have equipment, just run around the pool. No one can stop until I say stop."

The candidates looked at each other and scrambled to grab the equipment. They had just climbed the 32nd floor, and no one had the energy to run anymore. They just wanted to find a piece of equipment that did not require much exercise.

An Bu was too lazy to grab it, so she ran around the pool. Compared with other sports, running was the easiest for her.

Sun Zhuobai, the employer of this recruitment, was lying on the folding chair, drinking the drink brought by the assistant, while watching the hard work of everyone.

When An Bu ran past him, his eyes stayed on him for a moment. This boy is thin, angry and much thinner than normal people, and his health should not be very good. I don't know why he recruited so many sparring trainers. Is it to urge himself to exercise, or just for fun? Anbu thinks the latter is more likely.

"Little sister, are you sure you can still run? Would you like my brother to take you?" The boy who had teased Anbu before ran to her side and said with a smile.

An Bu glanced at him, he was a handsome and energetic guy, but an old corpse that had been raised by the cat master, disdain for this little fresh meat.

She smiled and said, "Okay, let's take 8 laps." Call her "little sister"? The old corpse was older than you when he died.

"No problem, follow your brother's rhythm." The handsome young man ran a meter away in front of Anbu with high fighting spirit.

An Bu still maintained his speed, quietly watching him lead the way.

One lap, two laps, three laps... Interspersed among more than a dozen boys, Anbu was like a catkin in the wind, swaying leisurely, swaying around and around, the boys around him gradually changed from jogging to walking slowly. The deputy's strenuous and sweaty appearance was in stark contrast to her steady and peacefulness.

The two bodyguards beside Sun Zhuobai both showed surprised expressions. They exercised continuously for so long without even a drop of sweat. Is she a robot made of silicone?

The dozen or so runners were all dog-tired, and those who used exercise equipment didn't fare too well, and the constant exercise tested their stamina to a great extent.

Six or seven minutes later, a candidate who used a supine board was lazy and lay down for a minute to rest. As a result, he was quickly discovered by the bodyguard and politely "invited" to go out.

Others cheered up immediately, did not dare to slack off, and would rather slow down than stop. But after all, people's physical strength is limited, and after five minutes, several people can't do it anymore.

Fifteen minutes later, only 9 of the 27 people who originally applied for the job were left, and 5 of them were running by the swimming pool.

But after a long time, the handsome guy who said he was going to run with him finally reached his limit. He dragged his heavy steps and walked with difficulty by the pool. In the end, he couldn't hold on, and he collapsed to the ground.

Dizzy, a figure passed by him and said with a smile: "Exactly 8 laps, thank you, little brother."

The handsome guy raised his head and looked at the girl's figure in the distance, his footsteps were still steady, his posture was still elegant, and he suddenly woke up in his heart: it turned out that she meant to take 8 laps! My sister, you are so awesome!

At this time, in the entire gym, only An Bu was left running, and everyone else was killed.

"Okay, stop!" Originally, Sun Zhuobai should have called to stop, but in order to test the limit of Anbu, she kept silent. As a result, after waiting for lap after lap, she still kept running, as if she could Running to the end of the world, his patience was finally exhausted.

An Bu trotted to Sun Zhuobai's side and said with a smile, "Have you stopped? As long as you want to see it, I can still run dozens or hundreds of laps."

Sun Zhuobai: "Haha."

The bodyguards, assistants, and the rest of the candidates looked at An Bu as if they were looking at a prehistoric beast, and all the knee suits for one year were dedicated to her.

Sun Zhuobai looked at Anbu up and down, and said strangely, "Aren't you even sweating?"

An Bu replied without changing his face: "I naturally sweat less, and this amount of exercise is not enough to make me sweat."

Everyone: I give you full marks for this coercion.

What Sun Zhuobai wanted was a tall and strong woman who could be ravaged by him, not a superwoman who would never die no matter how tired she was.

"You are unqualified." He pointed at the gate and said, "Please come back."

"Why? Can you give me a reason?" An Bu looked at him calmly.

"I'm an employer and I say what I say, no reason."

"Emmm..." An Bu smiled, "Let me guess, do you think I can't bring you the fun of tossing people?"

Bodyguards and Assistants: Got it.

Sun Zhuobai said unhappily, "So what?"

"If this is the case, then you should keep me." An Bu said solemnly, "The sense of accomplishment of tossing a strong person is far higher than tossing dozens of weak people."

All the "weak": "..."

Sun Zhuobai raised his eyebrows and seemed to be moved. He stared at An Bu for a long time, and finally said, "You will hand over your resume to my assistant. You will be my sparring partner for the next week." He was reluctant, and then pointed to the two boys who died in the last battle, "And the two of you, you are also qualified."

The two boys who were named did not expect that they would have a show. They just thought of the conversation between An Bu and Sun Zhuobai just now. They always felt that the job was not very reliable. Should they buy a life insurance first?

After Sun Zhuobai finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the gym.

An Bu and the other two boys followed the assistant to go through the formalities.

The two boys were named Tang Dou and Xianxiang, one was a boy with broken hair that An Bu met downstairs, and the other was a handsome boy who made fun of her later. The names of the two, "Jelly Bean" and "Xianxiang", also match very well.

Leaving the building, An Bu was about to go to the supermarket to buy some ingredients when a car suddenly stopped in front of her, the window opened, revealing Jian Ningxuan's handsome face.

"Mr. Jane, why are you here?"

"Just passing by." Jian Ningxuan looked up at the building and asked, "Are you applying here?"

"Yeah." An Bu got into the passenger seat, "Let's go to the supermarket first."

"What work?" Jian Ningxuan started the car, and seemed to inquire unintentionally.

An Bu replied: "Do sports with a few boys."

Jian Ningxuan: "...how many?"

"Three or four, all boys in their teens and twenties."

Jian Ningxuan: A "little" boy in his teens and twenties...

Seeing his sullen face, An Bu smiled and said, "Mr. Jian, are you afraid that I will be hooked by the little wild cat outside?"

Jian Ningxuan: Don't say anything.

"Don't worry, Mr. Jian is the best, and no one can compare." An Bu never had a lower limit when he spoke rudely.

Mr. Jane glows silently...

When they came to the supermarket, An Bu and Jian Ningxuan bought a lot of ingredients, half of which were seafood, vegetables and fruits, and met the needs of the **** shovel officer and the cat owner.

When he got home, An Bu habitually glanced at the fish tank, and found that Bianjian was clinging to the side of the fish tank, staring at them with those eyes that no one could see.

An Bu thought that she hadn't played with Bianjian yet. Seeing Jian Ningxuan who had already started to process the ingredients spontaneously, she decided to accompany Bianjian after lunch.

Unexpectedly, she just turned around and walked a few steps, when she heard a muffled sound coming from her side, and when she looked back, she found that Jianjian had jumped out of the fish tank, onto the paper box next to her, and then faced the Four tentacles bent in the direction of An Bu, as if preparing to make a long jump across the century.

"Stand still!" An Bu walked over quickly. There are hard objects near the kitchen, marble dining table, tile floor, glass door, vases, decorative paintings... Who knows if the corpse can be kept on the front of the hard bar.

"You are really getting skinny." It's only been more than half a month, how can the motor nerves be so developed? Doesn't it mean that the hybrid is a species that does not like to move? The cheap mother squatted in one place for thousands of years. This guy didn't inherit his mom's prudence at all, but instead showed signs of ADHD.

An Bu absolutely refused to admit that it was her fault.

Seeing An Bu approaching, Bianjian immediately stopped, waiting for her to stretch out her hand, and then slowly picked it up.

An Bu: "Do you want me to find a teacher or a friend for you? Seahorse, turtle, colorful frog, Sapphire bride, which one do you like?"

Bianjian is metamorphosis (transformation), whether I understand it or not.

Jian Ningxuan came to Anbu's side and frowned, "This guy won't become an alien in the future, right?"

"It's a vegetarian like me, even if it becomes an alien, it won't hurt anyone." It is estimated that there is no more environmentally friendly and harmless creature in the world than the hybrid. Well, there is no more environmentally friendly corpse in the world than her.

Jian Ningxuan saw that they were having a good time, but she couldn't get in, so she went back to the kitchen to handle the ingredients.

When he was about to deal with it, a pair of arms suddenly stretched out from behind and hugged his waist.

"Mr. Jian is really virtuous." An Bu praised with a smile, "Should I reward me?"

Jian Ningxuan washed her hands silently, looking like she didn't care.

"If you don't speak, then I will treat you as if you don't."

Jian Ningxuan paused: Doesn't it mean acquiescence if you don't speak? You can't be fooled!

Seeing that the light he was shining with suddenly dimmed again, An Bu couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Hahaha..." Still unable to hold back, he leaned on his back and laughed.

Jian Ningxuan pulled her hand away, turned around, picked it up, put it on the dining table, and lowered her head to stop her laughter. The fiery breath alternated between the lips and teeth of the two, and the body temperature also reached harmony in the gradual and in-depth running-in. The breeze blew up the curtains, gently covering the two overlapping figures.

The next day, An Bu got up early and went to work.

Walking into the building, I saw a new sign that said: [Please walk upstairs with three sparring partners. You will not be allowed to take the elevator for the next week. Those who violate the rules will be fired immediately. 】

An Bu: It seems that the one has begun to make moves.

Climbing up to the 32nd floor unhurriedly, there is only one assistant and one bodyguard in the hall, and the other two sparring partners have not arrived yet.

"Where's Young Master Sun?" An Bu asked.

The bodyguard replied, "Still sleeping."

"When does he start, he will start training soon." The recruitment is clearly written, the training time is 6:00-8:00 in the morning, 2:00-4:00 in the afternoon, 8:00-9:00 in the evening, and it is now 5:30 .

"I don't know, Sun Shao usually sleeps until he wakes up naturally."

What can you do after sleeping until you wake up naturally?

An Bu politely said: "Please go and call."

Bodyguard: "...This, it's not very convenient."

"Why is it inconvenient?" Seeing the bodyguard's bitter look, An Bu probably guessed that this little ancestor must be very angry, "Where is his room, can you show me there?"

"This is not convenient."

The bodyguard's refusal was a matter of course. After all, Anbu was just a sparring trainer and had no right to interfere with the employer's work and rest.

An Bu turned and asked, "Has your young master worked out before?"

"I don't exercise very often." The truth is that I never exercise.

Looking at Sun Zhuobai's appearance, he doesn't look like a person who likes to exercise. He obviously doesn't like recruiting sparring coaches. It is estimated that he was forced by his parents. Otherwise, there are so many fun things to do, why waste time on boring fitness?

Now that An Bu has accepted the job, he will not be perfunctory. Sun Zhuobai's body is weak, and if he doesn't exercise well, he may not live long.

"Take me to his room, I'll wake him up." Without waiting for the bodyguard to refuse, Anbu said again, "I think you and your boss also hope that his body will get better? I'm just a part-time sparring coach, even if It doesn't matter if you **** him off, the big deal is getting fired."

When the bodyguard was hesitating, the assistant next to him said, "I'll take you there."

The bodyguard opened his mouth, but finally acquiesced.

An Bu followed his assistant to the 31st floor, opened the door and walked into one of the rooms. Sun Zhuobai was lying on the big bed in the bedroom, sleeping soundly with the quilt in his arms.

An Bu glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table, walked over, and set it to 5:42. It was 5:41, and as the hands passed 42, a screeching alarm sounded in the room.

Sun Zhuo sat up abruptly, and regardless of who was standing beside him, he raised his hand and swept towards the alarm clock.

An Bu stepped sideways, avoiding his arms, then reached out to grab his back collar, and lifted him up from the bed.

"Damn it, what are you doing!" Sun Zhuobai was being held like a chicken, his eyes were burning with rage, and he was completely sleepless.

"Get up and get ready to exercise." An Bu reminded him by placing him on the ground.

"What are you, get out of here!" Sun Zhuobai turned his head and said angrily to the assistant at the door, "Guo Xiaotong, what are you doing? Can anyone enter my room?"

The assistant kept winking at An Bu and told her to come out quickly. She didn't expect An Bu's approach to be so simple and rude. If she had known earlier, she would not have let her in if she was killed.

Anbu turned a blind eye to the reaction of the two, put the alarm clock back in place, and said with a smile, "Young Master Sun, do you need me to serve you to wash?"

"Get out, get out of here." Sun Zhuobai yelled irritably.

What the **** was he recruiting? It's just a little sparring, who gives her the right to point fingers? !

Poor Young Master Sun would soon find out that although the one he recruited was not a ghost, he was more terrifying than a ghost.