"Brother, are you here to apply for the special talents teacher as well?"
"Yes."
A young man with long hair spoke to the middle-aged man in front of him, sounding smooth and composed.
The waiting time for the interview was quite boring, and they quickly started chatting.
"By the way, what are your special talents?"
The man with long hair asked proactively.
Shami, who was at the end of the line, became interested in their conversation.
The man with long hair rubbed his forefinger back and forth on his chin.
"As for me, my talent is drawing a circle with my left hand and a square with my right hand."
That's completely useless!
Shami silently frowned.
"And you, brother?"
At this moment, the man with long hair looked at the middle-aged man with a worldly-wise gaze.
"I'm a doctor, and my talent is turning boys into girls. And also, call me sister."
The middle-aged man gave the young man a cold glance, and his voice suddenly sharpened.
Shami widened his eyes to watch.
