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

Yan Pingping said nothing, bent down and held the box, looking calm on the outside, but calling for help in his heart: Hurry, I can't hold it anymore!

No more pretense!

Yanli reached out and picked up three gold bars, stretched them out to his little fans, put them in the palms of his little hands and said, "Sandwich biscuits, do you like them?"

"I like it." Xiao Naiyin replied in unison, but her expression was that she liked why the cookie in her hand was so heavy. She had never seen such a cookie before.

One of the little boys took it to his mouth and took a bite. He immediately looked in pain and raised the corners of his mouth in disgust.

When the little boy saw the boss sister looking at him, he said strangely: "Sister boss, the cookie is broken and I can't bite it."

Yan Li touched his head and said, "What a cute little thing. Your father has to fry this before you can eat it. Go and find your mother and let your father make it."

The little carrot heads looked suddenly enlightened and went to find their parents holding the 'sandwich biscuits'.

A group of little cookies ran together towards a group of adults, obviously they were all in this together.

People around me have the urge to become yellow-skinned and ask for a ban on the spot.

Everyone: Do you think we look like your mother?

Yanli stood up and left.

This is the end of it, after all, everyone knows that the boss likes to give rewards, especially when he is in a good mood.

However, several videos suddenly appeared on the Internet.

The little ones who received the gold bars during the day urged their fathers to fry golden cookies for them to eat.

"Dad, add chili pepper, I like spicy food." Xiao Naoyin commanded at the side.

The father of the child who was ordered looked helpless as he stir-fried golden sandwich biscuits in the pot.

Netizens can see the helplessness of a group of fathers who cannot explain to their little babies that gold cannot be eaten.

Because a group of little ones are the youngest fans of Yanli.

This matter cannot be brought to light, and it cannot be deceived at all. It can only delay time.

Netizen 1: "I'm laughing so hard, hahahaha, golden biscuits, oooooo (T_T)... I want to eat golden biscuits too!"

Netizen 2: “I don’t like cookies, but I suddenly felt that it’s not impossible to try them.”

Netizen 3: “Damn, it’s still a sandwich cookie, I want it too!”

Netizen 4: "The boss makes things difficult for people one after another. It's impossible for dad to expect the little ones to forget. He has a good memory at first glance. That's the boss sister they like, hahahaha..."

Netizen 5: "I'm just counting my fingers. The boss is going to cause trouble. There are traces to follow. Parents, are you prepared?"

Netizen 6: "It's true, the boss won't do something inexplicable. It must be a social practice to do it."

Netizen 7: “Boss: This year’s netizens are getting smarter and smarter!”

Netizen 8: "Can anyone buy the pre-sale golden biscuits? They are edible and can be fried."

Netizens: 6, you will seize the opportunity.

First of all, those fathers are in great need.

Netizens are getting smarter and smarter this time, and Yan Li also thinks so. If you make progress yourself, others will know.

But just...

task reminder

"Main mission release: independent choice."

"The main task content: let the children work hard to get their own reward, mix it with other things, let the children make their own choices, and let the parents make the things they get."

"Task reminder: Kindergarten children under six years old are required. If they are over six years old, they are hateful primary school students and are difficult to deceive."

"Note: I've made things difficult for you. I haven't done many good things. I only make things difficult for children. I have no choice but to make you immoral."

"Mission progress: 0/100000."

"Task completion reward: HP +10."

"The mission has no time limit, the progress will be cleared if it fails, and you will die after your health points are cleared."

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

personal attributes

Name: Yan Li (title hidden)

Gender: Female

Constitution: 100 (perfect)

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

Health: 67+30

Ability: weakened sense of presence, sensitive hearing

Special ability: Cannot die until health reaches zero.

The system certified her as wicked.

Yan Li was indifferent to the word "bad virtue". She picked up the cell phone and dialed out.

"Single, divorced and raising children... Live broadcast... Divided into employees..."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Xiaoling summarized and sent it out.

Parent-child live broadcast, during this holiday, requires divorced families under the age of 6 to sign an agreement as employees. The theme is: companionship, correct guidance of children, teaching children various common sense, etc.

……

At this time, Yanli felt that it was good to have employees. They all helped with tasks. For some tasks, he didn't have to do anything.

I just had to lie down on the [-]th floor and wait for the task to be completed, but suddenly I felt a little homesick and missed the local specialties of my hometown.

She took out her phone, searched around, and seemed to find the answer.

Looking at the long hair in the mirror, since my body strengthened, my hair has neither grown nor fallen out. If it falls out once, I may become bald. After all, hair is like seeds, it cannot break through the soil, and it cannot break through the scalp.

The stronger you get, the balder you get. It’s not just talk.

After a little tinkering with the face clip, I adjusted the shape of my face, and my eyes began to change.

After one operation, he turned into an ignorant college student and walked out the door carrying a small box.

A free car ride came to the bottom left of the map and crossed the line.

"Du, the boss has gone to the Golden Triangle."

"..."

"Follow quietly and ensure the safety of the boss." The person who gave the order felt that his subordinates might be more unsafe, but he still gave the order. People should always avoid making mistakes, even the boss.

"Yes."

"Just watch, don't follow too closely. If the situation is urgent, just... handle it."

After hanging up the phone, my subordinate soon called again and said three words.

"Lost."

"..."

The boss doesn’t want anyone to follow him, what else can he do...

Although they were suppressed by force, they are no longer on their own territory now.

Of course... it was revealed to the technical college and asked the students to do something big. The reason was: Look, your boss is going to cause trouble.

As a Chinese, we always want to unify the world, but we don’t want to waste people and money.

That can only be suppressed by stronger force, conquering people with virtue, and voluntarily surrendering.

(Confucius wiped his sword, gestured to the air twice and said: Yes, that’s it, you must convince people with virtue!)

On the Golden Triangle Street, a mute old homeless man was in the store, taking out bits and pieces of money to buy things.

It seems that all the money has been spent.

But she walked around, slept on the roadside, and slept on tree trunks. She had survived in the wilderness, and she could always take out some change.

After careful consideration, Yan Li did not plan to be tied up and then go deep. Maybe his physique would improve and he would be able to hear the screams and painful sounds of the soul without releasing it.

The Golden Triangle of Purgatory on Earth.

The noisy sound did not make her irritated this time, but made her feel nostalgic.

She was always out of tune with the world, blending in but not being in it.

The chaos on the street has nothing to do with her. She just seems to miss her hometown.

She is low-key and has a popular face like a local. You can always see it from her face, like someone you know, and people ignore her.

The highest state of disguise is not to completely transform into someone, but to have a face that everyone feels familiar with.

It always corresponds to an identity.