Rebirth: I have an APP [Entertainment Circle]

Because of physical defects, Pan Bo himself dislikes being touched by others.Unless it is absolutely necessary, I will not touch it if I can not be touched by others, and I don't like others to contact me without any explanation.Take just now, if Wen Chengyu hadn't been sick and a man, he would never have let him lean on him.

Just because he has such a mentality, he will also treat others in the same way: if he can try not to touch others, and if he does not bring discomfort to others, then he will not do it.

Also, the pain can be relieved by taking medicine, why should I press any acupoints, but also the one on the thigh?Needless to say, this is like a metamorphosis.

Filled with righteous indignation, he protested against APP in his heart: Why do you always arrange tasks inexplicably?Why do these tasks appear, and what is the significance for me and the Little Sun APP?

[There is no such thing as something for nothing in this world.To get a reminder, you have to pay the price of doing the task. You agree to bind after you understand and accept the relevant terms. I didn't force you. 】

That's right... Pan Bo looked at the text on the screen, but couldn't find anything to refute him for a while.

[Although I am Ultrain, I am still attached to the program, and the tasks are automatically generated by the program kernel through internal algorithms, and must be followed. 】

So, the generation of tasks is related to the program kernel?So what is the kernel of this program?Pan Bo pressed the question in his mind, but the APP stopped making any sounds.

Wen Chengyu, who was lying on the bed, uttered an indiscernible cry of pain. Pan Bo understood that the more he procrastinated Wen Chengyu, the pain would only get worse, so he sighed deeply and compromised with APP: "Okay, okay, you are amazing."

Anyway, there has never been a successful protest or communication before, so I still have to bite the bullet in the end.

Pan Bo looked at Wen Chengyu who buried his face in the pillow, and asked softly, "President Wen, are you feeling better?"

Wen Chengyu snorted: "It's a little bit better." But the expression on his face did not relax at all.

Pan Bo looked at his suit jacket that had been twisted into salty dried vegetables, and suggested: "Mr. Wen, why don't you take off your jacket, it's uncomfortable to twist."

I don't know whether Wen Chengyu is really uncomfortable, or the pain is so painful that he has no time to think. He half propped himself up from the bed, took off his suit jacket, and lay flat on the bed, while his slender legs were wrapped in trousers. , exposed outside the quilt.

Wen Chengyu's heroic face was dripping with sweat, and his brows were tightly knit together. He was obviously half a head taller than Pan Bo, but at this time he actually showed an air of being so fragile that he needed others to protect him. field.

Pan Bo's displeasure when he saw the APP release the mission was instantly reduced.No matter how you say it, you are doing good deeds and helping others. Although it is a bit presumptuous, but Wen Boss will stop hurting in a while, so he will definitely not mind.Thinking of this, Pan Bo went to the bathroom in the bedroom, twisted a hot towel and came out.

He walked to the bed, and subconsciously said softly, "Mr. Wen, I'll help you deal with the emergency." After speaking, he gently pressed the hot towel to Wen Chengyu's forehead.

The sudden warmth made Wen Chengyu's originally closed eyes slightly open, and the dim sunlight outside the window reflected into the room. Pan Bo was sitting in the dim yellow room, and even his hair had a slight golden luster, which was very dazzling.

Wen Chengyu felt that his eyelids were heavy, and he closed his eyes. The heat on his forehead seemed to spread to the deepest part of his body through the flesh and blood.He lowered his voice and said, "Okay, I'll trouble you then."

Without visual perception, the body's sense of hearing and touch becomes extremely sensitive. Wen Chengyu heard Pan Bo walk into the bathroom with very light footsteps, and walked back to him after the sound of water flowing .

"Mr. Wen, put this hot towel on your stomach and cover it." Another hot towel was placed on Wen Chengyu's hands exposed from the quilt.

Wen Chengyu did as he did, and the slightly hot temperature penetrated from the surface of the skin to the stomach, and the heart-wrenching pain seemed to have eased a lot.

The room was quiet for a while, Wen Chengyu thought that Pan Bo was waiting in the room, but suddenly heard him say: "Mr. Wen, I know that there is an acupuncture point on the knee that can relieve acute stomach pain, if you don't mind, Shall I press it for you?"

Wen Chengyu's eyelids moved slightly, but without opening them, he said "OK".

A hand was gently placed on his knee, and his warm fingers groped through the fabric of the trousers above the knee of his right leg. In a depression, he pressed it down with a little force, a feeling of soreness and pain Immediately passed to his brain.

Wen Chengyu's legs moved reflexively, and Pan Bo stopped the movement of his hands immediately, and asked him, "Does it hurt?"

Wen Chengyu didn't know how to describe that feeling. When he was pressed on that point, it was obviously sore and swollen with tingling pain, but Pan Bo would stop now. Instead, he was a bit masochistic, hoping that Pan Bo could Keep pressing.

"No, you continue." Wen Chengyu's Adam's apple rolled.

Pan Bo continued to press and hold that point for 5 minutes, and asked him, "Is it better?"

It may be a psychological effect, or it may be really effective. Wen Chengyu felt that his stomach that had just twitched into a ball really relieved a lot at this moment. He nodded: "It's much better, thank you."

"Small things." Hearing Wen Chengyu's words, Pan Bo's heart finally let go.Whether it was to complete the task or not, it was a good deed after all.

"Ding dong!" The phone rang again, but Pan Bo ignored it and continued to move his legs to help Wen Chengyu press the acupuncture points.

The setting sun outside had gradually set, and the room had become dark. Neither of them spoke again, and this moment of silence gave birth to a trace of peace.

After a while, there was the sound of a car downstairs, Pan Bo pricked up his ears, and then he heard hurried footsteps on the stairs.

Uncle Wang turned on the porch light at the door, finally a glimmer of light appeared in the room.He took the medicine and warm water he had bought back, and brought another bowl of millet porridge that had been aired warm, and let Wen Chengyu eat it one by one.Pan Bo saw Wen Chengyu lying back on the bed after eating, and the twisted facial features on his face finally returned to their original positions, so he knew that he should be much better now.

Uncle Wang waved to Pan Bo, motioning him to go downstairs together. Just as the two of them reached the door, Wen Chengyu suddenly said from behind: "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's really hard for Mr. Pan, you should have a good rest." Uncle Wang sighed, closed the bedroom door, and brought Pan Bo back to the dining room.

Pan Bo wanted to go in to help, but was stopped by two old people: "The dishes are already ready, just sit down."

Pan Bo sat at the table and waited. He remembered that his phone rang again in Wen Chengyu's bedroom just now. He took it out and saw that it was indeed a push reminder from the APP:

[Complete the task, favorability +5. 】

... He really couldn't understand this app more and more, with inexplicable tasks and inexplicable reminders.

Hearing the knocking sound of porcelain falling on the wood, Pan Bo, who was staring at his mobile phone, came back to his senses, only to realize that within a short while, there were seven or eight dishes on the table.Uncle Wang also served Pan Bo a bowl of millet porridge, and said apologetically again, "Thanks for your hard work!"

"No." Pan Bo smiled, shook his head, took a sip of porridge, and was surprised by the smooth rice soup in his mouth: "It smells so good!"

Sitting aside, Wang Ma smiled with a wrinkled face: "The rice oil can only be made from the millet brought from my hometown, and you can't even buy it in supermarkets in Beijing!"

After hearing this sentence, Pan Bo quickly took another big sip. The thick rice soup was smooth in the mouth, as if rice oil had leaked out.

Uncle Wang also came out of the kitchen, and the three gathered around the dining table to start eating dinner.Just now because of Wen Chengyu's sudden illness, everyone was in a hurry. At this time, the two old people looked at Pan Bo and felt a lot closer.Wang Ma stared at Pan Bo's face, and suddenly asked him, "You look so handsome, are you a star too?"

Pan Bo held a piece of cold lotus root slices and froze in mid-air. He smiled: "It shouldn't be counted."

This sentence seems to have opened up the chatterbox of the two old people, and the two of them started talking one after another:

"No, it's better, or the body will be ruined!"

"The young master works overtime every day. If he hadn't come back, he would probably have eaten casually..."

"It's not once or twice that I have stomach problems, and I don't listen!"

"The other one is also..."

Just after half a sentence of the last sentence, Mama Wang stopped abruptly. After looking at Uncle Wang, she changed the topic and told Pan Bo: "You young people can't let your health be ruined because of work. !"

Pan Bo said that he would definitely pay attention. After dinner, he went to teach those children.

The next morning, Pan Bo met Wen Chengyu again at the company.He went from the dormitory to the company for class, and happened to meet Wen Chengyu coming out of the elevator, wearing a dark black suit and a dark blue tie, followed by Geng Rui with a briefcase in his hand.

Seeing Pan Bo, Wen Chengyu nodded slightly, with a calm expression on his tough face, said thank you softly, and strode away with Geng Rui.Pan Bo looked at his upright back in a meticulous suit, as if the person curled up on the bed in pain last night was not him.

Since then, after the two met, Wen Chengyu did not mention what happened that night, and Pan Bo quickly put it behind him, because before the start of school, he finally received the contract after signing with Tianzong. The first job:

Record EPs.Qiu Jiayi is going to record an EP for Pan Bo's self-composed song "Wake Up" performed in the singer competition.

When Pan Bo first heard this idea, he was very excited. "Wake Up" is a song he wrote specially for his teacher. Not only can it be sung, it can also be released as a record, and it will definitely be loved by the public.Therefore, he immediately agreed with Qiu Jiayi's proposal.

However, Qiu Jiayi was going to shoot an MV for this song, but the theme of the MV was quite different from Pan Bo's original intention: it became the theme of repentance after losing his lover, rather than Pan Bo's intention to commemorate his teacher.

Just as Pan Bo was about to speak, the familiar reminder from the APP in his pocket sounded again.