The host of fast travel, she always wants to be lazy

Chapter 184 Paper Man He Is Always Displeased (3)

Qiao Rong felt that his previous thinking was wrong.

She is really not suitable for playing this kind of game.

But the difficulty is not how to attack, but how to reduce the favorability.

She poked at Qiuqiu at a loss: "What to do with Qiuqiu, I don't know how to make him hate me."

She didn't know why, but she couldn't bear it when she saw the disappointed expression on the paper boy.

Although she knows this is only virtual.

Qiuqiu didn't care at all: [This is very simple ~ the host, as long as you keep saying exaggerated words to stimulate him, it's fine! 】

Qiao Rong slightly tightened his face.

To put it bluntly... she's not very good at it.

But for the sake of money, she can only bite the bullet and go for it!

The next second, Ah Huai suddenly glanced sideways, then turned his eyes back and looked at Qiu Rong expectantly: "Qiu Rong, it's my turn to take the stage! Can you give me some encouragement?"

Qiao Rong pursed her lips, and put her fingers on the input box, slightly stiff.

After hesitating for a moment, she typed: "No."

Ah Huai lowered his eyes in disappointment, and his tone was full of disappointment: "Okay...then I'll go up, you have to watch me here~"

Qiao Rong didn't reply.

He left with his head down.

'Favourability -1'

Seeing this reminder, Qiao Rong's heart skipped a beat.

Is that what it was supposed to do?

She somewhat understood.

As soon as the game screen changed, it quickly switched to the stage.

The boy in white was holding an acoustic guitar, sat on a chair, and sang softly.

The music is gentle and the voice is moving, like a cup of refreshing tea.

Qiao Rong was stunned, and murmured: "This game is too realistic..."

This effect is like a real stage.

Ah Huai quickly finished his performance and returned to the audience.

He pursed his red lips, and said with some frustration: "Sure enough, I still can't do it, and I just got the C grade."

Qiao Rong asked, "Which level do you want to go to?"

There was desire on his face: "Naturally, it is A-level, and only after reaching A-level can we debut."

Qiao Rong thought for a while, and decided to take the initiative to provoke his anger: "Do you really want to debut?"

Ah Huai said firmly: "Of course, my dream is to become a top idol."

Qiao Rong replied with a guilty conscience: "But I think, maybe you are not suitable to debut as an idol."

Ah Huai was stunned: "...why?"

Qiao Rong bit her lip and typed with trembling hands: "Because there are many people better than you..."

Ah Huai's eyes widened in disbelief, as if he had been hit hard.

'Favourability -10'

Qiao Rong blinked, feeling a little complicated.

It seems that dreams are really important to Ah Huai, she beat him like this...

"Qiaoqiu, I think I'm a bad person." Qiao Rong said sullenly.

Qiuqiu comforted her: [Host, don't worry~ It's just a game, he's just a bunch of data, he won't be really sad! 】

When Qiao Rong heard this, her heart calmed down a little.

Ah Huai on the phone has quickly adjusted his mood.

He showed a warm and confident smile: "It doesn't matter, even though many people are better than me, I believe that as long as I work hard, I will be able to surpass them."

Qiao Rong looked at him, and murmured softly involuntarily: "I think you can too."

A Huai looked directly at her and smiled slightly.

Qiao Rong suddenly realized that he was still waiting for her to type a reply.

So she quickly replied: "It doesn't matter if you can't surpass it. There are many careers in this world, and you can choose to do other things too! Why do you have to be obsessed with being an idol?"

Ah Huai was taken aback, and his amber eyes blinked lightly, as if he felt aggrieved.

He murmured softly: "...you don't believe me so much?"

Qiu Rong closed his eyes and quickly replied with one word: "Yes."

'Favourability -8'

Ah Huai on the screen seemed to be about to cry.

Qiao Rong couldn't bear it and didn't dare to look at him, so she subconsciously pressed the Home button on the bottom of the phone.

Qiao Rong was slightly relieved when he saw that the interface switched back to the wallpaper with a strange ball in the blink of an eye.

With a sullen face, she thought, this game must not be played too much, otherwise it will cause psychological shadows.

Putting down her phone, she ran to the kitchen to cook a bowl of instant noodles for herself, and then went out.

It is already 05:30 in the afternoon, and she is going to work at the convenience store at the gate of the community.

Her working hours are from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] every night.

(End of this chapter)