My protagonist attributes have been discovered

"What exactly did you write?"

"Travel has a feeling."

"What about the name?"

""Things You Have to Know on the Road to Immortality"."

"……what?!"

……

Open the Shanhai Lianbo official Weibo homepage/Shanhai APP forum on Monday, any popular post in the past four days, click on the title of the same name, and the content with similarities and minor differences will come into view——

Shanhai Lianbo official microblog:

"Things you have to know on the road to immortality! Regarding the Xuanmu plan, we are going to do it!"

Shanhai APP:

"Title: Current|Things, have you seen it, the official new sand sculpture "Road to Immortal"? HOT"

"Title: With all due respect, the official Weibo's recent "Road to Immortals" is really out of standard, primary school writing style. HOT"

"Title: Li Tao, is the information in "Road to Immortal" true? Is Zhongrong's girl really that beautiful? New"

"..."

Open the Favorites column, and you can still yell at Sister Tu who has a bunch of comments on the news on the major platforms of the Three Realms since Monday in the favorite post: "...so you wrote this Zhixiong cancer article? "

"..." This tone is a bit unpleasant.Song Yangle squeezed the melon seeds, thought for a while, and defended: "It can't be considered a straight man's cancer, it's just a little suggestion from a relevant person that caused controversy among readers..."

Sister Tu looked at him quietly.

Song Yangle: "..."

He sat upright and pushed the pot: "Actually, I don't agree with that garbage association at all. What I say is 'for the better prosperity of the cultivation world'. In fact, it is for the sake of wanting more descendants of myself before Xuanmu matures. Let’s form cliques in the heavens. A group of whimsical single dogs, don’t worry, people who hold this view will never find a partner!”

"How dare you make such a conclusion for a mother who dare not talk to the person you like for a week?"

Song Yangle: "...Speak as you speak, why the sudden personal attack?"

Sister Tu grabbed his hat and snarled: "Because you stupid gay guy dared to openly encourage male|sex|cultivators to seduce girls from Zhongrong in order to have children! Do you fucking want to die? !"

Song Yangle, who was wearing a hat, turned his back to her with difficulty, and gave her a thumbs up: "...Sister Tu, your pronunciation of 'gay' is quite standard."

"Uh, is that so? Thank you—bah!" Sister Tu, who was praised, quickly came back to her senses this time, and sneered angrily: "Don't try to divert my attention! Tell me! Why did you publish that kind of thing in such a serious article?" Straightforward remarks!"

"It's controversial. If it's like I said before, you won't read it."

Sister Tu: "...X, you still act like you are very reasonable?"

Song Yangle closed his mouth: "..."

Tai Feng next to him couldn't stand it anymore, and advised her: "This is just a normal operation. Don't say that this article stated at the beginning that it does not represent the official position, and even if it does, that statement is not his own imagination, but Is there really a group of demons saying that?"

Sister Tu stared: "What does this have to do with you?!"

Looking at Taifeng who had finished eating the melon seeds on his side before pretending to rescue him, Song Yangle sold his teammates without hesitation for a second: "The options he gave when I asked him about the controversial points before."

Taifeng raised his head: "...Little brother, you have to have a conscience?"

After looking at each other for a second, Song Yangle turned his head and said sincerely, "That's not him."

Sister Tu: "...do you have any misunderstanding about my IQ?"

"..."

"X, how dare you stay silent!!!"

So what can I do if I am not silent?While she was not paying attention, she pulled back her hat and hid aside to see it. Afraid of slapping a human being to death, Sister Tu grabbed Taifeng's Song Yangle and hugged herself, thinking: I can't be sorry for my conscience.

……

After hammering Taifeng for a meal, Sister Tu cut out the original text based on the total score and total standard structure, and commented: "After digging out this straight male cancer, in fact, the rest is still well written."

Song Yangle nodded: "It's okay."

"Pretend to be struck by lightning."

"..." Song Yangle thought for a while, and said honestly: "Actually, I also think it's good, it's all taught by Brother Taifeng."

Tai Feng, who had just been beaten up and was doing sanitation innocently, moved his ears and turned his head without a smile: "Shut up and I'll tell you."

Look at Sister Tu on the left who resolutely defends the rights of female demons, and look at Taifeng on the right who controls good and bad luck, Song Yangle: Weak, pitiful, and helpless.Um.

"..."

However, after carefully picking out the words "opening up → increasing employment rate → increasing fertility rate / fierce competition for immortality → improving oneself or increasing the base of family immortality (increasing fertility rate)" in the whole article, Ms. Tu found that she was still looking for Not knowing the "lesson" that Song Yangle said before, he was a little confused: "Are you just promoting Zhongrong Tourism?"

Song Yangle recalled it for a while, then shook his head: "...No."

"Then where is that store?"

"You look more seriously?"

Sister Tu looked at him quietly: "..."

Song Yangle: "...Please read the second sentence of the penultimate paragraph."

Sister Tu lowered her head and looked at the screen: "'...So when you go to Zhongrong, it is actually a good choice for everyone to bring their own mounts'——that's it?"

Song Yangle straightened his hat: "Yes."

"But if you didn't roll your name, who knows which one you're talking about?"

"...But I don't want to cyber|violent|force|them, I just want to engage|them."

"...is there any difference?"

Song Yangle thought for a while, and answered, "The former one is more stupid?"

Sister Tu: "..." Makes sense.

……

After saying goodbye to Sister Tu, he reminded the other party of the book that hadn't been turned over for a long time. Amidst the screams, Song Yang Leli put on his hood, turned around and walked up the stairs calmly, remembering the same time six days ago with That conversation with Ms. Tu...

"I don't think I can be enslaved like this anymore. He doesn't seem to have any feelings for me." Looking at the back of the other party who went up the stairs naturally with the salt water he had mixed, Song Yangle said to Sister Tu after pondering: " Either confess, or die in love."

Sister Tu, who was tortured by the books, didn't even lift her head: "Then you go."

"but……"

"Hesitation and hesitation are tantamount to nothing." Sister Tu rolled her eyes at him: "There is no instant relationship in the world. If the time to get along has not yet come, there is no clear determination, and you don't want to be taken for granted. How can there be such a good thing?" ah?"

"You're right. But how do you get him to see me first?"

"Then you have to make him realize 'you're not there' first."

... "Not here".

It took a whole six days to help the boss serve tea and water but not say a word to the other party. Song Yangle turned the corner, saw the shadow falling on the stairwell, thought to himself "today is the time to verify the results", raised his head— —

The mid-April sun shone into the living room, and the roses that climbed up the stairs facing the back wall had already bloomed at some point. The man with a pottery cup in one hand stood by the wall and raised his eyelids, looking at the dark eyes that were dancing with light. To him; the breeze blows, blowing the corner of the other party's clothes.

"..."

how to say?Feeling the fragrance of flowers filling the chest, at this moment, the heart that had been stable for nearly six days finally started beating again.

He raised his head and thought: Sure enough, the weather is so good, we should confess when we come back...Should I confess directly or go to a movie according to the process...Ah, I am a little troubled.

"Good morning."

"Ah."

"Slept well last night?"

"Ah."

"..."

It may be because I haven't heard the next sentence for a long time, or it may be that the sunshine this morning is too gentle, the other party's slender fingers resting on the outside of the pottery cup moved, and he looked at him, and said in a lazy voice, "What about you?"

--boom.

The human heart that I saw every day but seemed to disappear for almost a week reappeared a faint sound as if it was about to jump out of the fragile body, and the young man standing under the rose bushes curled the corners of his mouth for the first time: "I'm fine too. "

Like, breaking the ice.Ying Long thought.

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Survival desire:

1. Parallel time and space.

2. "Road to Immortal" is too hard-core. Since the author does not have the IQ of the protagonist, he can only intercept fragments of performance.