There seems to be something wrong with the fairy world

Qinglan's program is arranged at the end. The basic process is that after the performance, the host interviews a few words, and then expresses their expectations for the fourth-class Moussekong Contest to achieve good results.

In the past, each championship would have a special program to build their reputation, but this time there was only a short period of time at the end of the program.

Muse took Qinglan behind the scenes, attracting many eyes.

Feixue radiated coldness, causing Qinglan to be surrounded by snowflakes. The people who came down from the stage tried to stay as far away from Qinglan as possible, but couldn't help but look back at this magical human being every step of the way.

"You must have rehearsed, right?" Muse rubbed her arms: "As long as it's the same as the rehearsal, don't be too nervous..."

Qing Lan blinked at Muse, her pure and clear eyes were filled with bewilderment.

"Couldn't you...didn't participate in the rehearsal?" Muse's eyes widened in surprise.

"No." Qing Lan shook her head.

"Where's your assistant? Didn't I tell you that there will be a rehearsal in the morning?" Muse began to scold Qing Lan's irresponsible assistant inwardly.

"We have been participating in the activities in the morning, and no one told me and my assistant that we need to participate in the rehearsal. Besides...my assistant doesn't seem to have much experience." Qinglan looked around, but did not find Zhang Xiaomiao.

"Then this is the problem of the person in charge of the program!" Muse hurriedly told Qing Lan: "There is still some time, I will contact the person in charge of the program group, you wait for me here."

Qing Lan obediently stood where she was, while the people passing by looked at Qing Lan like they were looking at a monkey.

"Hey, are you the human champion?" A strong man with a nose ring came over playfully and looked at Qing Lan from a close distance.

Qing Lan didn't speak, and looked at the man's nose ring blankly, what kind of magical thing is this?I really want to tie the rope and pull it again.

"I heard that you are very powerful, are you interested in studying some new positions on the bed with me?" The man gently reached out to touch Qinglan's chin.

"You are presumptuous." Qing Lan knocked off the man's salty pig's hand with the hilt of her sword, her tone was cold.

The bystanders stopped in their tracks to secretly take pictures and videos, but no one came to rescue Qing Lan.

"Oh, interesting, the human beings I have slept with enjoy it very much, I can fuck them all up, you are a human, what kind of ambition did you eat, dare to say presumptuousness to me, you know my father Who is it? Be careful, I will post the image of you crying and calling Dad on Xingwang, and I will find you some strong men of the Fire Salamander!" The man stretched out his hand towards Qinglan's jade neck.

Qing Lan quickly swayed to the right, took a step forward, and raised her knee suddenly towards the man's crotch.

"Ah!" The man took a few steps back, clutching a fragile part in pain.

"Since you are so short-sighted, I don't mind growing your memory for you." Qing Lan's face was cold and hard, she had never been so humiliated before!

Qinglan waved Feixue, but someone hugged her waist violently.

"Qinglan, stop quickly, this man is the son of a member of the orc race, don't be impulsive!" Zhang Xiaomiao, who had been missing for a while, suddenly appeared and hugged Qinglan's waist tightly: "Do you want the race to be in the parliament again?" One more enemy? Calm down!"

Qinglan gritted her teeth and broke free from Zhang Xiaomiao.

"Human race, it's your turn to take the stage!" A man stood in front of Qing Lan with a sullen expression, separating the son of the orc councilor from Qing Lan.

"You can think about it, without the "Special Racial Protection Law", how miserable your human situation is, don't harm your race just because of you." The man looked down at Qing Lan: "I am the assistant of the program director. , you can go on stage now, if you continue to chase after me, I guarantee you will be hidden in the snow."

Qinglan looked at the man expressionlessly, turned around with a wave of her sleeves, and the needles on her fingertips, as small as a cow's hair, accurately pierced the son of the orc councilor behind her with the movement of waving her sleeves.

"It's a pity to kill you." Qing Lan turned her head to look at the man who was still covering her crotch: "There is a lot of pain in this world, which is more terrible than death."

Qing Lan left behind the scenes and was about to go on stage, Zhang Xiaomiao went over to apologize to the man frequently, when the music played, Qing Lan came on stage with a hint of anger.

The moment the lights came on, with the rhythm of heavy metal music, Feixue in Qinglan's hand danced a beautiful and sharp sword flower, which surprised the audience.

Qinglan let go of Feixue, waved her big sleeve, Feixue turned into sword shadows, and lined up in front of Qinglan, Qinglan lightly raised her toes, stood on Feixue, and moved to the front of the stage.

Qinglan turned around, Feixue slid into Qinglan's hands from her feet, Qinglan danced the flying snow and condensed into pieces of snowflakes in mid-air, in mid-air, Qinglan stabbed and slashed smoothly with the sword, the audience watching couldn't move away line of sight.

Qinglan danced her sword in the snow with a blank face, as agile as a butterfly but with the power of thunder, the light of the sword was like patches of clear light above the river and sea, everyone dared not blink for fear of missing every detail.

The wide sleeves are fluttering, the haze is like silver butterflies in the snow, the only bright color in the world is the thin human lips, the color is light, like pressed snow powder plum, people can't help but want to touch and turn.

The human skin is white and crystal clear, but the hair is as black as a crow, and there seems to be endless temptation in a pair of peerless and clear eyes, but the temperament is so cold that people can't help but want to blaspheme.

With the heavy blow at the end of the music, Qinglan swung her sword violently, and the sword energy hit the stage, the mixed metal bracket was instantly split, and the stage became ruins in the blink of an eye.

The audience in the audience was still immersed in the sword dance just now, and the loud noise brought everyone back to their thoughts.

The stage was in ruins, and all kinds of equipment were destroyed. The parties stared blankly at the destroyed stage, but the audience couldn't help cheering.

Qing Lan stepped down aggressively, Zhang Xiaomiao's eyes were blackened by the second generation ancestor, she looked at the situation stupidly and couldn't say a word.

"Let's go." Qing Lan remained expressionless, unable to tell what mood she was in.

"This, this...what to do?" Zhang Xiaomiao pointed at the ruins with trembling fingers.

"It's none of my business, it's because the quality of this table is not good enough." Qing Lan pulled Zhang Xiaomiao up with some guilt, and left the show without looking back.

As soon as they returned to the bullet room, Qing Lan and Zhang Xiaomiao received the news of Cheng Zhiyuan's accidental death.

Qinglan watched with some regret as the sanitation staff carried away Cheng Zhiyuan's body, and she might have taken advantage of him by dying so simply.

Before Zhang Xiaomiao had time to be happy, the optical brain lit up, and after reading the information, Zhang Xiaomiao was dumbfounded.

"What's wrong?" Qinglan was going to take out a pill to help him eliminate the bruise on his face.

"We're done." Zhang Xiaomiao covered his face in despair: "The program team demands compensation from us!"

"How much?" Qing Lan's hand paused.

"Because there are a lot of advanced equipment on the stage..." Zhang Xiaomiao was about to cry: "Basic estimate, 17 contribution points!"

Qinglan thought about her two or three hundred contribution points, blinked her eyes and said nothing.

"Woooooooooo~" Zhang Xiaomiao cried heartbreakingly on Qinglan's bed.

"Then D. didn't want to recruit me?" Qing Lan comforted Zhang Xiaomiao: "It should be able to pay off."

"How many years will it take!" Zhang Xiaomiao cried pitifully: "Even in D., you are a newcomer, it's pretty good to have seven or eight thousand contribution points a month, you have to improve yourself, D. has a virtual drill What, one time is a thousand contribution points, when will we pay it off!"

Qinglan's voice was a little uncertain: "How about we borrow some first?"

"D. There are regulations. Unless you apply to the president and sign a ten-year contract of selling your life, why should they lend it to you!" Zhang Xiaomiao suddenly stopped crying, thought for a while, and pulled Holding Qinglan's hand with a serious face.

"Lan Lan, it's time to show your charm!" Zhang Xiaomiao gave Qing Lan an idea: "Did you know that the president of D. is the chief's father, unlike the chief, this president is approachable and friendly!" Zhang Xiaomiao Emphasis: "He's been widowed for decades!"

Qinglan shook off Zhang Xiaomiao's paw speechlessly: "What kind of bad idea are you doing!"

"It's just a little bit of betrayal, let him soften his heart, and let us contribute!" Zhang Xiaomiao persisted: "Besides, we will pay it back!"

"Impossible." Qing Lan vetoed Zhang Xiaomiao: "He hasn't remarried for decades, so he must have deep affection for his ex-wife. If he is rash, he will definitely feel disgusted with us."

"Then what do you say!" Zhang Xiaomiao curled her mouth aggrieved.

"I'll pay it back when I get my salary." Qing Lan frowned, "Or I can sell some pills and magic tools."

"Let me do the math." Zhang Xiaomiao turned on the optical brain: "If your salary is [-] a month, I will pay [-] a month, and the contribution points for you to train once a month will be [-], excluding daily necessities. , [-] contribution points, within [-] months, we can pay off our debts and go to a well-off life!"

The smile on the corner of Qinglan's mouth hadn't dropped yet, but Zhang Xiaomiao's brain lighted up again.

Zhang Xiaomiao turned on the optical brain, her eyes widened immediately.

"What's wrong?" Qing Lan had a very ominous premonition.

"The broadcasting time of the program was delayed, the program team was suspected by the sponsors, and one sponsor withdrew from the sponsorship...Anyway, it added a delay fee to us." Zhang Xiaomiao's tone was extremely calm.

"How much?" Qing Lan asked carefully.

"Temporarily set at 300 million contribution points." Zhang Xiaomiao calmed down instead: "We may not be able to live well in this life."

Qinglan touched her nose embarrassedly: "You don't have to worry about me, I can pay it by myself."

"I really want to!" Zhang Xiaomiao was furious: "But my conscience can't bear it!"

Qinglan stopped talking, turned on the optical brain and started video communication.

"Who are you looking for?" Zhang Xiaomiao was worried: "Are you really going to betray your lust?"

"Hello." The man on the opposite side of the video was wearing pajamas.

"Hello, Jack of Hearts." Qing Lan said a little embarrassedly: "I may have gotten into some trouble."

"What's the trouble?" The Jack of Hearts swept away his sleepiness, and the mechanical arm was raised up in fright.

"I smashed the venue of a program group." Qinglan was very sincere: "They want me to pay compensation."

"What, what?" The Jack of Hearts is simply inconceivable, who dares to ask this person for compensation?The chief will definitely let them know life again!

Qinglan thought that Red Heart J was surprised by the compensation, and she was even more guilty: "At that time, there was a son of an orc member who spoke rudely to me. I came to the stage with anger in my eyes, and I accidentally shot a little harder..."

"My God!" The Red Jack was trembling, which family's brat is this, does he think his life is too long?

"I'm really sorry." Qing Lan said with guilt in her eyes, "If D. can't help me, I won't complain..."

"No, no!" Red Heart J hurriedly waved his hand: "Leave this matter to me, you don't need to worry about it, please come to D tomorrow, the room for you is ready, I will send a special car to pick you up , please clean up briefly."

Red Jack shouted in his heart, auntie, please don't hang around anymore, if you let the chief know that you have made so many mistakes, you must kill me!

"The compensation?" Qing Lan asked softly.

"Don't worry, your contract has already reached D.'s personnel department. You are already the first...the first D.'s human professional player. D. will not let his employees be wronged, please rest assured." Heart Jack is not easy Turn the "you're already chief guy" around.

"Thank you." Qing Lan was a little moved.

"Well... it's so late, isn't your assistant going to rest?" Red Heart J really saw Zhang Xiaomiao this time.

"Oh, I'm going back soon." Qing Lan's mood improved.

"Okay, I wish you a sweet dream." Heart Jack kept a perfect smile.

Cutting off the video, Zhang Xiaomiao was moved to tears: "I only know that D.'s benefits are good, but I didn't expect it to be so good! My future is so bright!"

"Okay." Qinglan turned off the optical brain: "Go and rest, I'm going to meditate."

Zhang Xiaomiao left with a happy face, Qing Lan's face gradually sank, she closed her eyes and began to feel the needles she had stuck on the son of the orc congressman.

Let him suffer for a while before letting him die.Qinglan closed her eyes, the ox hair needle was extremely thin, it would enter the boy's blood vessels, and then swim to his dantian or heart through the blood, allowing him to enjoy the most painful in the world.

People don't offend me, I don't offend others, if people offend me, I will teach you how to be a man!

Qing Lan meditated until dawn, and her light brain lit up.

Heart J sent a message, saying that he had driven the suspension car to the outside of the bullet room group.

Qinglan went to look for Zhang Xiaomiao, Zhang Xiaomiao packed things for half the night and had four or five storage boxes.

Qinglan raised her hand to put the box into the interspatial ring, and left the bullet room with Zhang Xiaomiao with ease.

The extremely eye-catching hover car was parked outside the bullet room group, seeing Qing Lan approaching, Red Heart J adjusted his clothes, got out of the car and shook hands with Qing Lan.

"Hello, we finally met." Red Heart J smiled happily, flattering the human being in front of him, will the chief be more lenient to him, and give him a bonus or something?

"Hello." Qing Lan shook hands with Red Heart J: "Thank you for your hard work, I have to come in person."

"It's hard work, let's get in the car first, and chat slowly in the car." Heart Jack opened the car door for Qing Lan in a very gentlemanly manner.

Zhang Xiaomiao followed behind Qing Lan with a happy face.

"This is a brief introduction about D. and the heads of relevant departments. This is the contract you need to check. If you have any questions, you can negotiate again. And this is the information of all D.'s professional players." Red Heart J gave Qing Lan The optical brain transmits a series of information.

Qing Lan and Zhang Xiaomiao read page by page, and their eyes lit up when they saw the salary.

Annual salary of 20 contribution points!Not counting season bonuses!

Qinglan signed her own name on the contract without hesitation, while Zhang Xiaomiao watched enviously.

Red Jack saw the second-generation optical brain in Qinglan's hand, and then looked at the handmade clothes Qinglan was wearing, and didn't make a sound.

"Excuse me, is there a contract for me?" Zhang Xiaomiao asked cautiously.

"Yes." Red Heart J smiled politely: "But you may no longer be Mr. Qing Lan's assistant."

Zhang Xiaomiao lowered her head in frustration.

"According to what we know about you, we have arranged for you a position as the secretary of the deputy director of the personnel department in Green Jupiter, with an annual salary of [-] yuan. What do you think?" Red Heart J also sent a contract to Zhang Xiaomiao.

"I believe that this position is very suitable for you, and if you are not satisfied, you can apply for transfer, and you can also go through a second assignment, how about it?" Seeing Zhang Xiaomiao's surprised expression, Red Heart J has an idea in his heart.

"Okay, okay!" Zhang Xiaomiao didn't look at the contract, and immediately signed his name, for fear that Red Heart J would go back on his word.

"Mr. Qinglan, you don't have to worry, we found you a very cute and experienced assistant." Red Heart J handed Qinglan a small box.

Qinglan took the small box with a blank expression. Is this my assistant?

"Open him." Red Heart J smiled purely.

Qing Lan opened the small box suspiciously, and a cloud of light green sprayed Qing Lan's face in an instant.

"Hello~ My name is Xiao Er, and I will be your assistant in the future~" The light green thing was crystal clear, and it was pressed tightly against Qing Lan's face.

"Wow~ Your skin is so good, so comfortable~" The slime slowly slid down from Qinglan's face, and turned into a ball obediently, squatting on Qinglan's lap, with a pair of big eyes coming out of the body, as far as possible The dumpling was placed in alignment, and then I used my tentacles to draw a mouth for myself, showing an exaggerated smile.

Qinglan couldn't help pinching the slime a few times, it was very soft and sticky, like kneading dough.

"It's so comfortable~" Xiao Er conjured up a tail and shook her tail: "Xiao Qinglan, you are so kind~"

"Here, isn't this a slime?" Zhang Xiaomiao looked at Xiao Er curiously: "Aside from acting cute, what else can he do?"

"Are you the one I want to replace?" Xiaoer glanced at Zhang Xiaomiao a few times: "It's so ugly."

"What did you say?" Zhang Xiaomiao's eyes widened.

The slime grew bigger and bigger on Qinglan's lap, turning into a pale green figure, and the figure slapped the front seat, which remained motionless.

"Although there is no change on the surface, but..." Before Xiaoer finished speaking, Zhang Xiaomiao couldn't help answering: "But the inside of the seat is broken?"

"No, all the dirt on it is gone." Xiaoer was very serious: "My cleaning ability is the best!"

The corner of Qing Lan's mouth twitched, and she looked at the J of Hearts: "This is... the cleaner?"

"No, no, he is very experienced in leading professional players, and his protection ability is very strong, even if it is in cosmic rays, there will be no problem." Heart J laughed awkwardly.

"Yes, Xiao Qinglan~" Xiaoer twisted her body and stuck to Qinglan's body: "If you are in danger, I will wrap you up all at once, so that no one can hurt you~"

Xiaoer rubbed against Qing Lan, the red heart on one side couldn't laugh anymore, why does this feel... more dangerous?