You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

After learning that I don't have a prototype in the real world, I was depressed for 5 minutes on Saturday.

After 5 minutes, he gathered his energy. Even if he couldn't go to the real world, he still had to find a way to carve out a comfortable and happy world for himself. spin around.

Set a small goal first, let the time go to March 3.

In "Groundhog Day", which repeats infinitely for one day, the protagonist goes to the next day by...getting in love with his girl.

Appreciate its romantic approach Sat., but disapprove of this approach to problem solving.

Rather than using love to break the barrier of time, Saturday is more convinced-talking to the author directly, and asking the author to change the beginning of the anti-theft chapter to "the next morning"-this method is more practical and effective.

Ke: Without a prototype, what questions do you have?

(5 minutes later)

Skyscraper: Well... I thought about it the next day, can you help me change the beginning of the anti-theft badge to "the next morning"?

Chen Ke didn't want to go around in circles with him, so he replied: There is no second day

On Saturday, he already felt Chen Ke's hostility towards him. It seemed that it was impossible to expect Chen Ke to trust him and help him kindly.

However, how could he ask Chen Ke to face up to his demands?

On Saturday, he glanced at the JJ homepage he opened. On the homepage, there is a column called "Pornography and Violence Reporting Center", where the names of novels that violate the rules are constantly scrolling.

He suddenly had a flash of inspiration, clicked into the report center to read the rules, and found that JJ's definition of violence was not very clear, and the novels suspected of violating the rules here were basically because they violated the "pornographic" regulations-there appeared things that could not be described below the neck part.

Saturday was shocked. He always thought that online novels used this kind of thing to attract attention. He didn't expect that JJ's definition of "pornography" was so strict.

Touching his chin on Saturday, he already had an idea in his mind.

"Hello, Frank?"

"Zhou, I've been waiting for you to call..."

"Are you free tonight? Do you know which bar is more open? I want to go and see."

"???"

Eskimo Wine Cellar is a very popular bar in the Binjiang District. Its design style is also very unique. It looks like an empty concrete room from the outside. After walking in, you can open the simulated freezer on the wall. There is a door behind the freezer, leading to the The "ice brick" passage made of white glass, and further inside, is the suddenly bright bar lobby.

As soon as I came in on Saturday, I was attracted by the special interior decoration. Looking at this and that, I kept discovering the little tricks carefully designed by the bar owner, and communicated with Frank enthusiastically. The two were originally colleagues in architectural design and used to work together. On-the-spot investigation, so I laughed at Yan Yan, very speculative.

However, after turning around, I didn't see what I wanted, so I looked down at the time on Saturday and asked Frank, "When does the show start?"

The tall and handsome blond man had a meaningful smile on his face: "Follow me."

Frank led Saturday into the dark inner room. On Saturday, he found that there was something strange here. It was similar to the structure of a stage in a small theater, except that there were auditoriums on all sides, and the rows of seats were hidden in the darkness without any lights. On Saturday, he heard a noise in the seats, and after careful observation, he realized that this dimly lit theater was already full of people...

A ray of light hits the central circular stage on which stands a circular stone display stand.

Saturday was looking at the exhibition stand in doubt, when Frank suddenly grabbed his wrist and whispered, "Let's take a seat first."

"Okay." Saturday withdrew his hand from Frank's without a trace.

When Frank and Saturday took their seats, Saturday found that the theater lighting was designed in this way—the audience was completely hidden in the darkness, as if they didn’t exist, and the dimly lit stage in the center was what attracted the attention.

Before the performance started, a bar manager came to the stage to introduce that the following program was performed by Mr. T and Mr. B from Northern Europe, and announced a strange rule.

Cannot leave midway.

"Although Mr. T and Mr. B are professional performers, their performances are quite special. If they are disturbed, they may not be able to continue. Please bear with us."

At this moment, there is no need to guess on Saturday, everyone knows how "special" the performance is. Frank is indeed an old driver.

"Zhou, you may wonder why I know this kind of place..." Frank explained in a low voice, "Actually, I have been doubting my orientation for a while, every time I see you..."

Saturday hurriedly said: "Hush—the show is about to start."

Today's Frank has not confessed, and today's Frank has failed before confessing.

The following program satisfied Saturday very much. It completely broke through JJ's neck scale, and his integrity was broken down to his heels.

The performance spirit of Mr. T and Mr. B is very admirable, and the performance didn't finish until twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

It's a pity that I can only watch half-time on Saturday.

When the time came to 11:59, the light was completely dimmed. On Saturday, I felt a burst of fatigue. I opened my eyes again, and the anti-theft badge was on time again.

[On Saturday morning, he was still sleeping...

I couldn't wait to open my eyes on Saturday, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, swiped open JJ "Urban Cultivation: Wastewood Counterattack", and looked for the latest chapter of anti-theft chapter.