Intellectual retardation system: Even ancestors are afraid of crazy criticizers and gossip lovers

Yanli turned around, and behind him was Bai Xiaoling.

Quite a coincidence...

Bai Xiaoling heard the cry and looked among the crowd, only to see a small figure covered with white cloth.

She felt a little sad, nodded and turned to leave. It was not good to watch other people's children since they were gone.

Yanli followed her until the crying became smaller and smaller.

Bai Xiaoling was walking by after paying the fee. Her mother was in the inpatient department. After walking for a while, she noticed the eyes in the corridor. They were all looking behind her?

Bai Xiaoling turned around in confusion and discovered the existence of the focus.

She still couldn't help but ask: "Do you have any friends who are in hospital?"

If Yan Li counts as 90 points at this time, then Bai Xiaoling, who deliberately dresses a little bit cheesy, counts as 70 points.

The other party stopped, and Yan Li also stopped and replied: "I am doing social research."

"Oh, then come on." Bai Xiaoling was not curious and continued to the inpatient department.

Yanli followed her slowly and watched her enter the ward. She stood in the rest area next to her and looked at the dense crowd downstairs not far away.

The hospital is the noisiest place, the unwilling concentration of souls, the symphony of life and death, intertwined and chaotic.

Bai Xiaoling passed by carrying a kettle to fetch water. When she came back, she found that the person at the window was looking downstairs, as if she had not moved. Many people behind her were peeking at her. It was as if they were used to seeing so many eyes and had no feeling.

Bai Xiaoling suddenly became curious about what kind of social investigation the other party was doing, and she wanted to take a look.

With this idea in mind, after pouring water for my mother, I opened the ward door, but failed to get out.

At this time, the exit was blocked by a tall person, which made her heart beat violently.

Afraid that the mother in the ward would notice anything unusual, she pushed her away and whispered, "Please, don't block the door."

The opponent was pushed by two small hands, as if his feet were rooted, and he couldn't push him no matter what.

Yan Zhenghao stretched out his hand to hug his waist, but was interrupted by the voice inside.

"Ahem...Xiao Ling?" The movement at the door was heard, and Mama Bai's confused voice came from inside.

When Bai Xiaoling heard the cough, she came to the hospital bed from around the corner and asked worriedly: "Mom, are you feeling unwell?"

"It's okay, don't make a fuss, maybe you're thirsty, just drink some water." Bai's mother looked at Yan Zhenghao who came in doubtfully, and asked: "Xiao Ling, are you your friend?"

There are three positions in the ward, and they are the only ones at this time.

"Hello, aunt, I'm Xiaoling's..." Yan Zhenghao looked at Bai Xiaoling's expression, put down the fruit basket, and said, "Friend."

Yanli was right next door, and he could see and hear clearly from the second perspective.

If you have read some novel routines, you will know that the heroine is sick because of her mother.

Then the next thing happens.

Either go to work and meet the male protagonist.

Or go relax, have a drink and meet the hero.

But the general routine is that the man thinks that the heroine is just a drop-in, leaves a tip after sleeping, or becomes a scumbag with a check, and then finds out that the heroine is not that kind of person, and then regrets it.

These two are different. The heroine drank a lot, saw a handsome guy she liked, and put him to sleep. When she woke up, she felt that she was a mistress. If she couldn't pass that hurdle, she would become a scumbag.

Maybe it's a special 'fate', a mistake for life, the male protagonist is like a dog-skin plaster that can't be shaken off.

The female protagonist felt that the male protagonist was not drunk, and he looked like a man who would not reject a woman. She felt that she could not accept it, and the hurdle was even greater.

Now the heroine's mother has medical expenses, and it is not a serious illness. After all, she is still young, and she is not terminally ill, and there is no need to sell her life to save her mother.

The male protagonist seems to be using the trick of brushing his face.

But the hurdle in the heroine's heart cannot be overcome.

Anyway, Yanli thinks so, there are some hurdles that will never be overcome, unless that hurdle is a misunderstanding.

She turned around and looked away, darting away from the peeking eyes, like a group of bold little mice peeping, but in fact they were very timid inside.

When he walked outside the door of the ward, the person in the passage noticed him and walked in with a slight curl of lips.

After observing the situation, Mama Bai found out that as someone who had been there, she already felt that Yan Zhenghao was her daughter's suitor. However, the next person who came in made her give up this idea. The two of them were too good of a match together.

Because the other party came empty-handed and looked like a fellow traveler, Mama Bai naturally thought so.

Yan Li stood next to Yan Zhenghao, gave him a polite smile, and said nothing.

The visual impact of handsome men and beautiful women is hard to describe.

Yan Zhenghao noticed that the eyes of the two people changed. They looked at the person next to them and it was difficult to speak. There was a feeling that whatever they said would be fooled.

He was obviously aware that the other party was coming for him, but he knew that the other party was not interested in him for any reason.

When someone takes a fancy to someone, he turns to look at him as if he is looking at trash. When someone looks over, he turns around with a gentle expression. When he looks at him alone, he is as disgusted as possible.

"Auntie, take good care of yourself. I'm leaving first."

Yan Zhenghao left quickly, seemingly in a hurry.

Yanli nodded with a smile and slowly left.

There were only two people left in the ward.

"Xiao Ling, Yan Yan looks familiar to me..."

"Mom, he is from the diplomatic service. You have seen it on TV..."

Although he is not a major person, he is not an ordinary person either.

"Xiao Ling, mom sees that he likes you, but..."

A wise daughter is like a mother, she doesn't want her daughter to be harmed.

"Mom, we won't be together, we are not suitable..."

The gap between the two was too big. She did not have a high degree of education, but she only had a pretty face. Beauty was reserved for the wives of unstable diplomats. They had no common words.

It would be okay if it was just for family reasons. If she had the ability, she could create everything, and family would become secondary.

But despite her efforts, she is just an ordinary person, at best the one who stands out among the crowd.

Bai Xiaoling felt that this was not inferiority complex, but a fact. She could see the reality clearly.

Yan Zhenghao was waiting for the person behind him at the exit of the emergency passage. He was ready to say something, but when he saw that the other person was about to come to him, he turned a corner and entered the elevator.

"???" Confusion prevented Yan Zhenghao from pursuing him.

Yanli realized that after the task was completed, there was no need to stay. He could not say that the demolition was successful, but he just gave up.

If the key people don't give up, everything is still possible, which can only increase the difficulty.

What a special fate, a high-ranking official and a low-level wage earner, how to balance the gap between the two.

100/100

"Ding, the system is being updated..."

"Ding, update successful."

"Ding, the mission is completed, you get... health points, mission two click... the system crashed... broke... restart... failed to restart, update... update and repair..."

Name: Yan Li (King of Eight Trigrams, Listener of Secrets of the Dead)

Gender: Female

Age: 21

Constitution: 10 (weak chicken among weak chickens)

Beauty value: 90 (beauty is not fixed and fluctuates)

Life value: January 50, 1 (It’s amazing, you can actually live to the end of your life!)

Special ability: Cannot die until health reaches zero.

"Ding, the repair is completed, the main mission is released: there is a fly in the ointment and thousands of people like it."

"Ding, main task one: Although you are beautiful, you are not perfect yet. You will receive 0 words of praise. The praise sentences cannot be repeated. The task progress is 10/[-]w. After the task is completed, you will receive ten years of life points."

"The health value is reset to zero, and the person dies after failing the mission, and his soul becomes burnt."

"Tip: Please say 'praise me' on the task progress to start gaining progress."

"..."

The system has been updated, and the threat of beauty is no longer used, but the threat of death and soul turning ugly.

Tell a joke: The mentally retarded system has a brain!

"Please ask the mentally retarded host to complete the task as soon as possible..."

My brain hasn't warmed up yet, and it's gone again.