Chapter 89

Mistry soon came to open the door.

"Lucia, you are here."

"Well, but there is another gentleman to visit you." Lucia said very ladylike.

"This is the announcer I mentioned yesterday." Mistry said with a smile, "This Mr. Tino has a wealth of theoretical knowledge and experience, and he must be our best announcer."

Lucia stretched out her hand in surprise: "Hello, nice to meet you, Mr. Tino."

Called Tino, it was actually the god of Naoti who stretched out his hand, shook Lucia's hand slightly, and said indifferently, "First meeting, let me see what you guys want to do."

"Come on." Mistry didn't say any more polite words, and brought Nuoti to the living room, and told him the new magic circle plate and purpose that he had made.

"I understand." Naoti took the Dharma disk in his hand and seemed to be interested in studying it.

"But I just finished this magic circle and haven't tried it yet. Shall we try it today?" Lucia politely suggested.

"It's alright, I can do it myself," Naoty said, standing up immediately, "I'll let you know if there's progress."

Naoti left in a hurry with a magic circle, and he stayed no more than ten minutes from beginning to end, which can be said to be vigorous and resolute.

In the following week, Lucia spent every day of her duty.

The general education courses in the higher department are very rare. After all, for students who have been practicing in the temple, they can learn almost everything they need from the temple.

If new monsters, potions or magic circles are discovered and accumulated to a certain level, the seminary will still convene students for a unified tuition.

In the past, when each student was notified, the letter had to be delivered by the postman and the time was set. Since the Mistry communicator, it has become much easier to notify students.

It was Louisa who was in charge of teaching.

After all these years, she may have been favored by God, or she may have been born. Although she looks a little more mature, she is still as beautiful as ever.

Today is about the latest monsters. After finishing the lecture, the course will end.

Lucia did not leave immediately, but chatted with her friends.

"So, you are now with Mr. Mistry?" Flora smiled with a blessing, "Congratulations, Lucia."

"What's there to congratulate." Robin said angrily.

After so many years, Robin, who used to be about the same height as Lucia, is already a tall teenager. Although he usually has a full successor bearing, in front of his childhood friends, Robin still shows the liveliness of a teenager. .

"I just can't figure out why you would like a musician."

Flora rebuked gently: "Robin, some feelings cannot be measured by money."

"What nonsense are you talking about." Although Flora just spoke for herself, Lucia still confided in her heart, "Emotions can still be measured by money."

Now Robin began to fight for Mistry again: "Why do you say that, Mistry is not good enough for you?"

The three laughed for a while, and Lucia looked at her small watch: "Oh, it's already noon, I should almost go back, Mistry is still waiting for me in the garden."

"Come on." Flora said softly.

Watching Lucia's brisk back, Robin watched for a while, couldn't help sighing, gave up his image and lay on the table.

"Want tea?" Flora pretended not to see Robin's frustration.

"I don't want to drink." Robin buried his head in the white sleeve.

Flora didn't care, she filled the teacup and drank the black tea slowly.

After a while, Robin propped up his head with his hair down in frustration: "I really don't know, where am I inferior to him."

"I think it's just that you have what she doesn't want." Flora comforted Robin.

"You really do it well." Robin looked at Flora sourly.

"After all, this is Lucia's choice." Flora replied with a smile, "No matter what she chooses, I will help her."

"It's like I won't help her." Robin read, "How is your marriage?"

"I'm still thinking about it," Flora replied calmly, "but it won't be long."

"Tell me anything you need to know," Robin said. "As long as it's Serancha, I'll do my best to help you."

Flora smiled: "When I figure out what I want, I'll tell you."

Without Lucia, the conversation between the two was light. After chatting for a while about the current political situation in Seranga, they said goodbye to each other.

Lucia and Mistry also returned home to Owl Street.

When he arrived, Lucia found that Naoti had once again been waiting at his door.

And don't know if it's because of her dazzling eyes, she seems to see Nuoti pulling Mr. Crow's feathers with a cold face...

Before Lucia could confirm it again, Naoti had already turned his head and said to Mistry and Lucia, "Things are ready."

"Not bad." Mistry took the things in Nauti's hands, flipped through them at will, and handed the program list to Lucia.

Lucia was stunned when she got this informative list.

The above program list is densely arranged, seven days a week, twenty-four hours a day, every hour has program content, and each program seems to be full of sincerity, not just to fill in the time.

"So much, Tino is too hard." Lucia couldn't help but say, "I think we have just started, it's better to expand the project bit by bit."

"He found a helper." Mistry said it didn't matter. "The only thing that needs to be done now is the new assembly line."

"Yes." Nuoti nodded lightly, "I have found the hosts of all the shows, please don't worry."

"The salary..." Lucia couldn't help but asked in a low voice.

"I am very optimistic about the profit prospects of your project and hope to give me some shares in this broadcaster."

Although the request is for shares, Lucia, who currently does not have much liquidity on hand, is still relieved: "Then it is a pleasure to cooperate."

"Pleasant to work with."