Witch for All 1994

The business at the Witch's House started to get busy from 11 o'clock in the evening, and it didn't start to gradually become deserted until about five o'clock in the morning.

There were only one or two tables of regular customers playing cards, late night snackers and a few waiters sitting behind the bar, as if they had entered the time period of regular customers.

"Thank you for your hard work." The store manager Qin Shunying said this. She took out her wand and drew a simple and abstract symbol, summoning something invisible to automatically clean up the debris and garbage in the tavern.

As a witch who is not very proficient in spells, Jiang Han is not sure what kind of spell it is, but judging from this simple spell casting action, the level should not be high. It may be a level 1 invisible servant.

However, the invisible servant does not have intelligent cleaning functions. It should be improved by the store manager or some witches.

"Thank you for your hard work." "Well, thank you for your hard work..." There were noisy voices, including those from the waiters and those smiling regular customers.

There are six waiters in total today, except Jiang Han and Chu Yujun at the bar. Four of them have gone home, including Du Ningzhuang, whom Jiang Han met in the lounge before. The remaining two have different personalities. They are all relatively lively.

One is Tang Wen, who has charming ruby ​​red eyes. She looks like a well-behaved girl next door, but is very active. Together with the remaining girl with gray eyes named Chai Ying, they form a small group of shop assistants. The core of the social circle also takes great care of Jiang Han. The two of them also played erhu at the Witch's House before, and they developed a tacit understanding similar to that of twins.

——According to a witch named Lin Liwan who works today, the two of them can also talk crosstalk and occasionally perform.

"Today's wine name?" Tang Wen looked at Chai Ying with her ruby ​​red eyes.

"Golden Rum, Golden Ford, Huaizhen, Absinthe, Green Juncao, Mushroom Pickle, Spicy Candy, Moon Candy, Fats, Dream Rum, Silver Rum, Dragon's Blood Rum, Platinum Rum, Magma Rum Mu, blood Ford, green vodka, white vodka, gold coin vodka..." Chai Ying quickly named more than twenty kinds of wine names in one breath.

"Okay." After Tang Wen said this, she hugged Chai Ying with both hands, and the two witches hugged her, feeling very angry.

Jiang Han almost didn't laugh out loud. These two live treasures really make people happy and are versatile, but they often complain that they signed a contract to sell themselves to the group...

I looked at the clock. It was after five o'clock, and it would be six o'clock before I get off work. Although I go to work at 11 o'clock today, my off-duty time remains the same.

Will I get off work in a while... Jiang Han returned to the lounge, took out his notebook from his clothes, went back to the bar, opened it, and read.

Due to the limited area of ​​the couch, Jiang Han and Chu Yujun sat relatively close to each other. If one person put his notebook on the table, it was difficult not to see the other person.

When she was reading and taking notes, she could also see the contents of Chu Yujun's notes, which was a second-level spell called Appearance. The other party's handwriting was beautiful, and his English was also in beautiful British cursive style.

Jiang Han glanced at the English font she used and blushed a little. In her previous life, she had been obsessed with Hannibal for a while, an American TV series adapted from Silence of the Lambs. Except for the two male protagonists in it, she was very angry. , her favorite is Uncle Hannibal’s elegant font, so she also practiced Eastern European (Russian) cursive calligraphy for a period of time.

They all look good, but the British style is sometimes a bit more unrestrained.

From the corner of her eye, she could see Chu Yujun's eyes also on her notes. She simply grabbed the pen and tapped the paper lightly, writing in Chinese:

——Life is waiting, and those who wait will never come.

Jiang Han saw from the corner of his eye that Chu Yujun nodded gently, picked up the pen, and started writing rustlingly.

After she finished writing, Jiang Han looked at her notebook, which read in Juanxiu handwriting:

——"Waiting for Godot", by Beckett

Jiang Han laughed softly, and then covered his face again, feeling a little embarrassed.

It's a bit like the feeling in elementary school when you read a classic and then wrote sentences from the classic in your notes and was discovered by your deskmate. At first, you felt excited about finding someone similar to you, and then you felt a slight sense of shame.

The corners of Chu Yujun's lips curled up slightly, and he lowered his head and wrote:

——Tang Wen and Chai Ying are so noisy.

From the sharp hook in the font, you can feel the anger of the quiet witch... Jiang Han doesn't hate witches like Tang Wen and Chai Ying. In other words, it's just because his personality is not too noisy, so he finds the more lively ones lovable. Like it.

Jiang Han wrote:

——You hate it?

The other party replied:

——I just feel noisy and occasionally have a headache, but it’s not annoying.

Chu Yujun remained silent and put a period at the end of the sentence.

It's like being a new classmate in elementary school who suddenly finds that they are very chatty and want to talk about anything. But you can whisper by lowering your voice, but you must write it on a small piece of paper. This kind of behavior felt very childlike when you were a student, but when you grow up, you feel it is very romantic. The sound of the rustling pen tip scratching the paper is light and graceful. Hazy but clear.

As he was writing, Jiang Han suddenly felt that the back of his right hand holding the pen touched something warm.

Looking over, I saw Chu Yujun’s left hand holding the pen.

He's left-handed... Jiang Han gave the other party a polite smile, and the other party nodded slightly, and the two of them sat apart in silence. And it was like breaking something and letting the sound come back.

"Are you learning to dispel magic?" Chu Yujun asked.

"Yes, the topic of the cram school..." Jiang Han changed the model of dispelling magic again and again. The spell model must conform to his own magic characteristics. In order to obtain a spell, in addition to learning its theory and foundation, he must also modify the fixed spell. model, and finally brew the potion storage model.

Chu Yujun turned his head and said:

"This spell is rare, but highly versatile. Witches who are dedicated to dueling must learn it."

The duel on TV also illustrates this point...Jiang Han can be regarded as seeing how useful the 'dispel magic' spell is. Almost every witch's instant killing move starts with this move, which is used to replace Others' shield spells, or simply feinting to deceive the enemy's advanced spells.

It's like ball control in football and dribbling in basketball. It's the basics but in the hands of a master, you can make a difference.

Jiang Han nodded, chatted with the other party for a while, drank two drinks provided by the Witch House to the employees, and waited until it was time to get off work.

He walked into the lounge, changed out of his work clothes, put back on the black ice-colored witch robe, and walked out of the locker room.

Outside, Qin Shunying, wearing a gorgeous dress, stood there with hundreds of Rubik's cubes floating in her hand. She showed a reserved yet slightly crazy smile to Jiang Han, and then greeted:

"You can take your work clothes home. Is this considered an employee... benefit?"

"Yeah." Although Jiang Han didn't think she would usually wear a cheongsam, she still had to get the free stuff, so she went back to the dressing room and put the cheongsam work clothes in a paper bag from the Witch's House, and walked away with it in her hand Got out.

In the lounge, Qin Shunying sat in front of the round table. There were piles of gold coins on the table, and she was counting them.

The price of gold is now much lower than in the previous life, because it is very convenient for witches to mine gold mines, and the folding space is rich in gold and silver mines. Maybe some small countries are still short of gold and silver, but big countries are definitely not short of it. The larger the land area, the larger the folding space. The more likely it is that space will appear - in fact, the only major country on earth currently short of gold is Canada...

"Although there are bank drafts and banknotes now, I still believe in these golden currencies more." Qin Shunying explained.

At this time, the door to the lounge opened and Chai Ying walked in. The lady with black-gray hair and a pair of deep gray eyes smiled at them:

"No one is using the locker room, right?"

"No." "She just finished it." Jiang Han and Qin Shunying said at the same time.

Chai Ying pulled down the collar of her cheongsam and breathlessly asked Qin Shunying: "Store manager, can my work clothes be re-made? I feel chest tightness."

... Chest tightness. Jiang Han subconsciously lowered his gaze, then moved it up again. When he saw Chai Ying's half-smiling expression, he blushed and walked out quickly holding the bag of clothes:

"See you tomorrow……"

"See you tomorrow, Miss Jiang Han." "Goodbye, ma'am." After Qin Shunying and Chai Ying finished talking, they continued to discuss the issue of work clothes.

Jiang Han also walked to the door, exchanged greetings with Tang Wen who had not yet left, then left, went to the safekeeping office to get a broom and went home.