When Fang Zhao first came to "space", he listened to the advice of Blade Wing's game manager Wien and came here to see what "peers" look like.

At that time, he had not fully adapted to his new identity, nor did he understand the normal state that a young man should have. He wanted to learn to be more lively, passionate, and ostentatious. In order to create a style of music that young people in the new century accept, he was willing to contact more new things and new places.

Nati Woods, who also met in "space".

"space" is a place of entertainment, and above "space" is the private area of ​​Nati Woods. Unless Nati Woods invites, visitors will not be able to come.

Fang Zhao asked Zuo Yu to park the car to the place where Nati Woods said, where there were already people waiting, and took Fang Zhao and the others upstairs.

Nati Woods' private territory is mostly quiet. Nati Woods is also practicing guitar in a soundproof room, and the corridor is quiet and serious. Fang Zhao's arrival broke this seriousness.

"Teacher Fang, please leave here, the boss is already waiting." A bodyguard in black who was waiting in the corridor signaled Fang with a smile on his face.

Zuo Yu glanced at the man and thought to himself: "Teacher Fang"? Last time he came, he was "Mr. Fang", but this time he was "Teacher Fang"? Is the boss's high-end model, or is the other party's ability to flatter?

Is it better to be an artist's bodyguard or be smarter?

Without any trace, he compared himself with the bodyguard on the opposite side who seemed to be doing well. Zuo Yu planned to go back and discuss with Yan Biao and Nanfeng, and set up a more reliable character for himself and cannot be compared.

Fang Zhao asked Zuo Yu and others to be outside, and he walked into the room where Nati Woods was.

As one of the three major speed-playing masters in the world and known as "Yanzhou Shadowless Hand", Nati Woods is still very lonely on weekdays, and the loneliness of a master who is lonely "other people except me are garbage". His voice is not very good, he is unwilling to speak, he usually speaks little and speaks slowly, and he has no desire to speak to "a group of mortals". Those who don't understand Nati Woods may think that Nati Woods has been in the "Domes of God" for too long, and has no communication with "mortals" who cannot understand music, and is not down-to-earth enough.

Usually, Nati Woods' assistants and bodyguards have become accustomed to being ignored by this boss and Nati Woods' silence. When he was summoned today, he heard Nati Woods laughing, which was completely different from his usual taciturn.

"Long time no see! Fang Zhao!" As soon as he met Nati Woods, he stuffed Fang Zhao a guitar, "Do you still remember how to play?"

Nati Woods was worried that Fang Zhao wouldn't touch the guitar for a long time and became unfamiliar.

"Remember." Fang Zhao took over the guitar and said, "During the imperial arts further study, there were self-study courses for musical instrument practice."

"That's good!"

Nati Woods didn't say much nonsense, so he first talked to Fang Zhaobiao.

The rooms were closed to isolate the sound of the guitar inside.

Zuo Yu and Nati Woods' bodyguards were guarding outside. Of course, they were not standing. The bodyguards met with the bodyguards and praised each other to exchange their professional experiences. Nati Woods' bodyguards also took tea and snacks. It was impossible to drink wine, and they were not allowed to touch wine during work.

The bodyguard whom the one who had been secretly compared to Zuo Yu was sitting opposite Zuo Yu. This year, he was promoted to the position of Nati Woods' personal bodyguard. When Nati Woods went out, he was protected with several other people, which was among the promotion and salary increase. Perhaps the bodyguard the other party summoned was too curious, so he asked Zuo Yu about his usual job.

Zuo Yu smiled faintly, "When the boss goes out, we also have tasks when the boss is at home, and we also have tasks to execute the boss's orders."

The bodyguard was stunned, "You have a task when your boss is not out?"

Zuo Yu maintained a calm smile: "Of course."

There are too many tasks, such as feeding pets, walking dogs, going to training classes... These are all things that cannot be said!

The bodyguard sitting opposite him was puzzled, and respect and envy flashed in his eyes: "Being able to be entrusted by the boss is a reflection of the value of the bodyguard! Awesome!"

"Well, wherever you are." Zuo Yu maintained his facial expression without breaking down.

As the two bodyguards talked, they talked about business experience and philosophy, and then began to brag about their own boss.

"Although our boss usually talks slowly, it will be stormy when he touches the guitar, and there are two extremes. However, geniuses always have personality and people should not behave like appearance."

Nati Woods' bodyguard looks like "I'm so lucky to have the halo of boss genius."

In response, Zuo Yu nodded in agreement: "I understand! Just like our boss, who usually looks gentle and literary, he can turn into a werewolf when he plays a game, and it's very violent... explosive, otherwise he can't make so many epic music, and a few of them can cure diseases!"

He is an excellent employee, and it cannot be said that the boss beats people hard enough.

The bodyguards of Nati Woods didn't think much about it. In Nati Woods, Fang Zhao was more of an artist and a literary worker. As well as the bodyguards of Nati Woods, Fang Zhao also positioned Fang Zhao as a literary youth. The thing about Fang Zhao's one-on-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one-one

Naz Bodyguard: "Actually, people like us who work as bodyguards for celebrities have high salaries, but sometimes they have a lot of psychological pressure. What our boss said to us in a month is probably not as much as he said to Fang Zhao today. I always feel disliked."

Zuo Yu kept smiling: "I understand." When salted fish is under great pressure.

The two bodyguards shared the pressure of the bodyguard outside. In the room, Fang Zhao and Nati Woods competed with guitar for a while. Nati Woods was satisfied. They asked Fang Zhao about his recent affairs, asked if he needed help, and recommended several suitable residential areas.

Fang Zhao said briefly and said, "Didn't he say that he has obtained several old centuries of objects? Let's take a look."

"Oh yes, I almost forgot!" Nati Woods led Fang to his collection room, "These are all on the collection shelf, but the top is the real one, the lower floor is the imitation, and the imitation can be used directly."

Nati Woods' father is an archaeologist and likes to collect antiques. Nati Woods is also a little interested in objects from the old century, but he prefers guitars and various musical instruments of the old century, and the others are all behind. However, in general, he is still a little interested. After getting some old century objects, he will carefully place them on the collection shelf, and make a copy of them according to the authentic ones. He usually plays with them and enjoys them, but he is reluctant to let go of the authentic ones. Moreover, many old century objects, even if they have been repaired or reinforced, will easily be damaged no matter how much they are repaired. Besides, even if those objects are perfectly restored, they are far less solid than many new materials in the new century.

Nati Woods introduced to Fang Zhao what these objects in the old century were all obtained and what they were used for in the old century.

"This is a mobile phone from the old century. The damage is serious and I can't tell the original appearance. Look at the remediated imitation from the lower layer. This is its complete appearance. It is said that this is still a relatively early type, with a large size. In the old century, it also has a common name, "Big Brother Big"? I can't imagine how people at that time called with such a big thing. It's too inconvenient!"

Nati Woods was still very proud to get this incomplete brick machine. Although it was severely damaged, there was no second brick machine in the world with such a high degree of preservation. I heard that it was preserved by collectors, otherwise, after so many years, even the wreckage would not be found.

"And this, you must not guess what this is doing..."

Nati Woods showed off his collection, some of which were electronic parts and more musical instrument accessories, but Fang Zhao didn't care about these things, and he focused on the small grid at the corner of the collection rack.

There was a small round badge in which the surface material had disappeared, the metal badge had also changed color, with scratches of varying shades on it, and several raised prints were destroyed. Fang Zhao's eyes focused on the larger and clear characters remaining on the badge - "Dingchuan Middle School".

This is a school emblem. The school emblem of a middle school in the old century.

Some of the deformations have not yet been filled with the original round badge, and the scratches of varying depths tell what it has encountered.

"Can I see?" Fang Zhao pointed to the school badge and asked Nati Woods.

"Are you interested in this?" Nati Woods was surprised, and then quickly realized that Fang Zhao was a young man, and it was understandable that he was curious about the old century school emblem.

"Look, the gloves are there, control the strength. You have to pay attention to these fine small objects. There are remade imitations on the lower floor, so you can just take them and play with them." Nati Woods was not very interested in the school badge, but he still had to remind him if he should be reminded.

Fang Zhao carefully put on his gloves, carefully took out the original school badge inside, and rubbed his fingertips on the school badge covered with scratches.

"What, are you interested?" Nati Woods was in a good mood today. Seeing Fang Zhao interested in this small badge, he waved his hand, "I will play with you. There is also this restored imitation, you can play with it together."

Fang Zhao took back his attention from the badge and said, "Thank you, I'll transfer it for how much..."

"I've given it to you! This kind of thing is worthless, there are too many badges of this kind, and it didn't cost much when someone transferred it to me."

Nati Woods didn't tell any lies, and there were still many badges preserved, even if the schools were different.

There are too many school emblems collections, and if there are too many, they will not be valuable. Only schools with special historical significance are valuable, as well as prestigious schools in the world ranked among the top in the old century, etc., but most of them are universities, and middle school emblems are not valuable.

This school badge is considered to be well preserved, but even if it is relatively well preserved, Nati Woods only paid a few tens of thousands when he collected it from others. Among the many collections, it is considered cheap.

A few tens of thousands of dollars are really not a money for Nati Woods, and I feel embarrassed to collect money from Fang Zhao. If this is someone that Nati Woods doesn't like, he has to care about it for a few dozen dollars, but the other party, Nati Woods didn't want to collect this little money at all, so he just gave it to Fang Zhao as a small gift. Nati Woods also has no habit of collecting badges, and there is nothing to be reluctant to give it out.

Fang Zhao thanked again.

Shenati Woods' gift, thanks to Nati Woods for letting him see this school badge.

For collectors, badges, especially middle school badges that have no important historical significance, do not have much collection significance, and only some people who are interested in badges will collect them. However, the other party calls them, which has different meanings.

In the old century, Fang Zhao studied at Dingchuan Middle School for three years in high school.

Now, Dingchuan City is gone, and Dingchuan Middle School has long disappeared in the century.

Fang Zhao thought he had forgotten what it looked like.
Chapter completed!