Data Wasteland

After visiting the main building of the college, it was noon, the faculty and staff were disbanded and the students were allowed to go back for lunch. Free activities in the afternoon, and tomorrow at the gymnasium for the opening ceremony. Chen Xing and A Mao did not follow the class to the dining hall, but came to a small restaurant outside the college.

"What do you think is the biggest obstacle between you and Ali?"

In the corner of the restaurant, Chen Xing asked. A Mao lowered his head, rubbing his hands together, looking around from time to time, as if a little nervous, for fear that someone would come over. After a while, he said with some uncertainty, "Fat and ugly, no money."

"Men are not ugly, and fat are fat and cute. As for no money..." Chen Xing paused, "No money is indeed a problem, but it doesn't matter. I can help you solve this problem."

"Thank you, boss." Amao said slyly.

Chen Xing looked up and down at A Mao, with some beads of sweat on his forehead, his hair a bit messy, and the patchwork of stains on his robe didn't look very clean. Chen Xing couldn't help but shook his head. His looks are natural and there is no way to change. The home environment is not good and he can't afford brand-name clothes. These are all objective factors, but his clothes are clean and tidy, but he can do it.

The second is whether you are handsome or not, at least to make girls feel not annoying.

The point of "not disgusting" is very important, and then "sense of security".

The sense of security is divided into two aspects, on the one hand, the sense of security of men as the protector, and on the other hand, the sense of security of men as the aggressor.

The first aspect is that boys can be strong enough to ensure that they are strong, rich and powerful, and have a calm and responsible personality, which can bring a sense of security to girls.

On the other hand, men want to get a woman’s body or other things. At this time, men act as an aggressor. If a girl feels that her safety is threatened, or if the man is too strong, she may be threatened. Will avoid it. In this regard, to make them feel safe, they must have sufficient respect and a sense of distance. Respect, at least on the surface, will bring a sense of security to women, and at the same time keeping a distance will also create a sense of security.

Picking up girls is a game in itself, and only the winner can reap the fruit.

Many people only attribute their own problems to objective reasons, such as social climate, congenital conditions, etc., and rarely look for problems on their own.

Although Amao looks ordinary and has poor family conditions, many things can be changed through his own efforts. At least he is neatly dressed, well-dressed, and has a good spirit.

"I'll make some requests for you..." Chen Xing looked at A Mao's eyes. As if affected by his aura, Amao sat up straight, looking like he was listening attentively.

"First, insist on running every morning and evening to refresh the whole person."

"Secondly, spend half an hour in grooming before going out every day, with neat hair, clean clothes, and ten minutes in grooming after lunch and dinner. There is an old saying in our hometown that your head can be broken, blood can flow, and hair should not be messed up."

"Third, don't smirk all day long. For those malicious ridicules and jokes, even if you don't fight back, you must learn to use silence to express your dislike..."

As Chen Xing said, Amao's little chicken nodded like a pecking rice, not knowing how much he heard.

"Okay, let's not talk about it. After dinner, I will take you to buy some new clothes." "Boss, you are really an angel sent from heaven, no, no, god, god..."

After a while, Chen Xing took Amao to the student clothing store near the restaurant and picked a few newer styles of school gowns.

The reason why he did not take Amao to buy brand-name clothes in a high-end shopping mall was because it did not fit Amao's family environment. Sudden wealth would cause unnecessary suspicion. Moreover, Amao was not related to him, so he just wanted to pull it off. The other party, by the way, hits the person who makes him feel sick, it is impossible to invest too much money.

"Come on, look at my expression..."

In front of the store's floor-to-ceiling mirror, Chen Xing's face was stretched, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

"Wow, boss, you are so cool!" Amao couldn't help but exclaimed.

"What's so cool? Learn a little bit. After others laugh at you, just make this expression, know if you don't!" Chen Xing said in a deep voice.

Amao followed Chen Xing's face and made a serious look, but it may be that he lacked confidence. Not only was he not murderous, but he was rather funny.

"Imagine that they took your woman and trampled you under the foot..."

Chen Xing was tempted, but Amao's answer made him speechless.

"I don't have a woman, and they didn't trample me underfoot."

Chen Xing sighed secretly, is this little fat man unresponsive or overly kind?

"I'm just making a metaphor. In this world, some people like to show their superiority by trampling on the dignity of others, and to elevate themselves by belittling others..." Chen Xing analyzed patiently, "If you think about it carefully, yes. Isn't it true that some people often belittle you and laugh at you in front of girls, but they show off themselves?"

"As a result, does the girl's impression of you worsen?"

"Also, when they are in a bad mood, do they always like to scold you?"

"This is using you as a punching bag!"

"Don't you feel angry? Don't you think these people are hateful!"

Chen Xing's words plunged Amao into a long period of contemplation. Unconsciously, Amao's fists were tight

Hold it to the ground. He seemed to want to understand the reasons for being treated differently all the time, the expression on his face was getting colder and colder, and he turned out to be a bit murderous.

"Yes, that's it!" Chen Xing gave a thumbs up, "Next time they laugh at you, you will put on this expression."

"Yeah!" Amao nodded firmly.

Then, Chen Xing took Amao to a nearby barber shop to trim his hair. Although Amao looks average, but with neatly combed hair and new clothes, the whole person is refreshed. At least he is a clean and tidy ordinary boy, not a lazy and stupid fat pig.

"Go to the playground for a run for 20 laps. If you can't hold on, I'll buy you a few more physique potions." Chen Xing said.

"No, thanks for the kindness of the boss. If you take the boss's things again, I will be really a shameless person." Amao clenched his fist and said, "I will stick to it. Even if I climb, I will finish the second. Ten laps!"

"Good job!" Chen Xing patted A Mao's shoulder vigorously. Men are not afraid of being poor, they are afraid that they have no fighting spirit, and with such awareness, they are not afraid of failure.

Then the two returned to the college, A Mao went for a run, and Chen Xing went back to the dormitory to rest.

Chen Xing's three roommates are all classmates. Naturally, they also heard about the relationship between Chen Xing and Amao, and returned to the previous indifference, as if to draw a line with him, so as not to be classified as a class of people. As for Chen Xing's request for snacks and beer yesterday, it was like a collective amnesia, all of which were selectively forgotten.

However, Chen Xing didn't take it seriously. In his eyes, these people were stubborn dogs on the side of the road. You can't expect them to have any moral sentiments. Just don't take the initiative to provoke him.

Everyone didn't speak, Chen Xing took a bath, climbed into bed, took out the portable screen and connected the black watch, and was about to read the news before going to bed.

"Hey, hey, look at the class community, Ali is going to start a live broadcast!"

Suddenly there was a cry of excitement in the dormitory. Turning his head and looking, it was Li Kang who made the sound. Huang Yongbin and Wei Long, who heard the news, sat upright, froze for a few seconds, and quickly took out their portable screens.

"Ali is the goddess in our class, and her live broadcast must be supported."

This world also has an entertainment mode similar to the live webcast on the earth, and can also be rewarded. In the last life of Chen Xing, there was a small mercenary in the Leiguang regiment who liked to watch live broadcasts, and used all the hard-earned money earned from the war to reward the small anchor, but because he didn't have the money to buy the strengthening potions, he soon died on the way to the mission.

Chen Xing wanted to help Amao pursue Ali, so naturally he also had to learn more, and then clicked on the class's online community to find posts made by Ali.

[Hello everyone, I am Jin Zerei, a freshman in the dr2616 school year. I met for the first time. Please take care of me.]

Chen Xing moved his finger and clicked in.