Negative Textbook of Love [Quick Transmigration]

VELLUTO Tea House is the personal restaurant of French-Italian pastry chefs. It is quite large in scale. There is a small stage in the corner of the first floor. At this moment, a middle-aged woman in a beige formal suit is standing there, holding a microphone and sitting with a smile on her face. In the guest channel below.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to today's afternoon tea party. Today we are honored to invite Ms. Song Mian, the founder of 'LiveOffline', to talk with us..."

Under the stage, Zhang Liangshao, who was finally brought in by his "brother", was sitting in front of a round table covered with a white tablecloth, staring at the square tiramisu on the top of the three-story dim sum tower on the dining table, ready to move, fingers on the side of the fork wandering on.

"Can you stop making such an expression on a piece of cake?" Jiang Ting sat beside him, and said in a low voice without tilting his head.

"what expression?"

"...a very disrespectful expression."

[He said it too euphemistically, it is actually the dog's hunger and thirst expression when it sees the bone. ]7474741 answered the question perfectly.

"If I don't pay close attention, this cake will be snatched away by others." Zhang Liangshao stared at the cake very intently.

On the opposite side of the round table, a little girl sitting on a chair with only one head sticking out looked at the "Miss Sister" with wide open eyes, sparks sparkled in her eyes.

Jiang Ting: "..."

An intermittent voice came from the stage, "...Next, let's enjoy the afternoon tea carefully prepared by Michelin three-star chef Alessandro..."

This sentence sounded like a starting gun, Zhang Liangshao's eyes flashed, he grabbed the fork on the side, raised his buttocks and pushed lightly on the dim sum tower, moved the cake into the enamel porcelain plate that greeted him, and then held the plate gracefully Sitting back to his original position, he triumphantly made a face at the little girl opposite.

"A little bit."

The little girl curled her lips, she was about to tear up.

"If you want to eat, I won't give it to you!"

Zhang Liangshao was still complacent, but in the blind spot under his chin, the cake in the center of the plate was calmly removed.

The little girl looked at the tiramisu that was placed in front of her eyes, and smiled through tears, and said something sweetly to Jiang Ting, who was on the side.

“Merci (thank you)”

“Pasdequoi (It's okay)”

Jiang Ting's expression was natural, and his tone was very gentle. Zhang Liangshao had never seen this kind of softness on his face, like the spring returning to the earth, and the ice and snow just melting.

He held up the fork and looked at the man beside him in shock, with a hurt expression on his face, "How can you turn your elbow out!"

"Don't just focus on eating, do business." Jiang Ting's tone dropped below zero in an instant, as cold as winter.

"Ouba! You really chill my heart!" Zhang Liangshao tugged at his sleeves with a dissatisfied expression, "You are so gentle to other little girls and so rough to me."

The applause around him gradually stopped, the restaurant became quiet, and the soft and gentle piano sounded. Jiang Ting glanced at Zhang Liangshao and sat idly by.

Zhang Liangshao perseveres and perseveres: QAQ

Jiang Ting turned a blind eye and didn't take it seriously: ==

Zhang Liangshao... Zhang Liangshao has started to lose his temper!

"I'm going to call your dad anonymously and tell him you're gay!"

"..." Jiang Ting glanced at him lightly, "Do you think he will believe it?"

"I have your panties as proof!"

"..." Jiang Ting didn't speak, but a # character popped out of his head.

In the next second, a voltage of [-] volts was transmitted from Zhang Liangshao's neck ring to his toes, and the intense tingling and shock made him tremble all over.

But our little national pride, Lucy Zhang, did not bow down!With firm and provocative eyes, he conveyed a clear message to Jiang Ting:

come!Fuck me!If you have the ability to kill me!

……

Jiang Ting lived up to his expectations and just shocked him silently for half a minute.

Time passed by, a certain mentally handicapped young man disguised as a green girl went from being upright and upright at the beginning to tears in his eyes and a weak body, like a child in a rebellious period. Stubborn confrontation.

Jiang Ting sighed silently, inexplicably feeling powerless.

So he blankly took an egg tart from the dim sum tower and put it in his hand.

"Eat less."

He turned off the electricity.

Zhang Liangshao lowered his head, held the egg tart and bulged his cheeks to hold his breath for a while, "Forget it, I can barely forgive you."

The little girl giggled across the way.

Zhang Liangshao glared at her.

7474741: [Why are you so easy to fool, easier to fool than a child. ]

Zhang Liangshao gnawed on the warm egg tart, [Ah, what else do you want me to do!My lord has a lot to give him a step down, it's impossible to cry, make trouble and hang himself at him like a girl—oh!Oh mom!tasty! ]

7474741: [Comparing the child with you has wronged her...]

Zhang Liangshao ate one egg tart, two opera cakes, three cream puffs, four quinoa cheese cookies, five scones with strawberry sauce at an astonishing speed, and was holding a tuna and vegetable sandwich in his hand, ready to bite When he took the first sip, Jiang Ting put down the Earl Gray tea in his hand and said softly, "Here she is."

"Ladies and gentlemen, I think everyone has enjoyed enough, so our lecture will start soon. Next, we will invite our special guest today—Ms. Song Mian!"

Under the stage, a woman with a clean face, curly hair, and wearing a navy blue buttoned cheongsam came up. She did not look young anymore, with fine lines around her eyes and obvious age spots on her hands, but she was in a good state of mind. She looks good, although her face is plain, but her eyes are very bright, and she is a very temperamental woman.

She walked to the microphone in the middle of the stage, and said calmly and confidently, "Everyone, good afternoon, I'm Song Mian."

There was applause from the audience, Zhang Liangshao put down the sandwich in his hand, took a sip of coffee from the teacup as if no one else was there, then looked up leisurely.

"I saw a lot of old friends on the field today, and I also met a lot of new friends. Presumably these friends may feel a little puzzled by my establishment of an organization like "liveoffline", because for you, VR is just a way of playing games, which is harmless. , what is there to object to?"

Jiang Ting looked at the woman on the stage, she seemed to have glanced here.

"It is true that for game makers and players, the game experience must rise with the improvement of immersion and realism, but there is an old saying in China that things must be reversed. The reason why we have not felt the crisis is because the current CG technology has not been able to cross the uncanny valley theory and cannot achieve the effect of "perfect simulation". We can still easily distinguish what is real and what is fake. The horror and violence in the virtual world are distinct from the real world, and only a few people will Lost in it, but at the current level of technological development, how long do we have to wait to reach the point of "immersiveness"? Ten years? 20 years?"

[Criticizing virtual reality games in virtual reality games, Black Stone is really big enough. ] Zhang Liangshao listened with gusto.

[... Anyway, aren't you still an Internet addict? ]7474741 sarcastically.

[No way, my lord, I love learning!After playing this level, go to review the advanced mathematics immediately. ]

[Ha ha. ]

"A person's three views are determined by his experience. In the process of adapting to society, we gradually learn to put ourselves into different roles to look at problems. For example, everyone here, we are all "law-abiding" citizens”, and the emergence of VR games has broken this normal order. People can experience characters beyond themselves in the game, and get abilities that they shouldn’t have, and this ability does not match their reality standards. , but as the game time and frequency increase, they gradually add this role to their self-identity."

"Because most games have certain requirements on the player's reaction ability and agility, no matter whether it is an excellent player or an ordinary player, they are subtly forming a 'Pavlovian reflex', which will not affect them. It can only be activated under certain conditions, and according to the proportion of human senses, 98% of this activation is dominated by vision."

"Imagine a geek who can freely shuttle on high-rise buildings in the city in the game. What will happen when he walks on the rooftop in real life? Do you have the idea of ​​wanting to try it out?"

"For a more extreme example, if the killer who played the villain role in the game really got a gun, and it was the one he played very well in the game?"

"This is the original intention of my establishment of the liveoffline organization. The end of the uncanny valley theory is not a perfect simulation, but an abyss that we humans cannot resist... The lady over there, is there any problem?"

Zhang Liangshao stood up and showed a polite smile, "Ms. Song, I think what you said is very reasonable. It just so happens that the bosses of major VR game companies have been assassinated in the past two days. Isn't this a happy event for us?" What about Pu Ben's good news?"

"..." Song Mian lowered his jaw slightly, "I am very saddened by these incidents. This is not against violence, on the contrary, it is becoming a proof of violence."

"Ms. Song, what do you mean, this incident is likely to be done by people like you...and us who oppose VR games? Then do you think the murderer will be sitting among us?"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the venue, and several waiters walked along the wall, "Ma'am, please show your invitation letter."

Zhang Liangshao leisurely took out his mobile phone from the handbag he was carrying, and blocked Jiang Ting behind him indiscriminately, making a gesture of repelling him with the back of his hand.

"Wait, let me flip through."

"Everyone." Song Mian's voice brought everyone's attention back to the stage, "I believe that everyone here, like me, joined 'liveoffline' to improve their self-management skills and make themselves a better person , We can consciously resist the temptation and darkness around us, learn to think in a rational way, instead of imposing moral or even military sanctions on other people based on imagination."

"Observing life carefully, illusory utopias can never imitate the details of the real world, and beauty often lies in these details. Thank you."

After she finished speaking, surrounded by applause and assistants, she walked backstage.

"Song Mian." The man's deep voice sounded behind her.

Song Mian turned her head and looked at Jiang Ting who spoke, "I'm sorry sir, today's time is limited, I don't accept interviews."

"I have a question for you."

"You are a new member. If you have any questions, you can discuss them with other people on site."

"About this." Jiang Ting took out a small piece of paper from his pocket, on which was printed a simple figure, which was the shape of a single eye with simple black lines, except that the pupil in the middle was painted red.

Song Mian took a look, her expression unchanged, she scanned the surroundings, "Come with me."

She brought Jiang Ting to an empty dressing room in the backstage, and took the file bag from the assistant at the side, "Wait outside, I will communicate with this gentleman for 5 minutes."

"Okay, Professor Song." The assistant walked around Jiang Ting and walked out, closing the door behind him.

Song Mian casually found a chair and sat down, looked up at Jiang Ting, "What do you want to ask?"

Jiang Ting pulled the chair and sat across from her, and handed her the piece of paper, "I found the same pattern as this one on a chip, I want to know, what does this represent?"

Song Mian took the piece of paper and glanced at the pattern on it, "This is a very interesting symbol, but unfortunately, I can't see anything from it. One-eyed usually has the meaning of a devil in ancient mythology, maybe You should go to some experts who are well versed in semiotics and ask this question."

"I heard that Professor Song, you used to work in the military department and was responsible for some cutting-edge scientific research work. Could you tell me about your research direction?"

"This is confidential and I cannot reveal it."

"Yu Qi and Zhao Liu, who died recently, have anything to do with you?"

"..." Song Mian glanced at him, "Sir, I'm sorry, I've already answered this question on stage, and I think you probably won't get the answer you want."

She stood up, "Sorry, I have to rush to the lab. If you have other questions, you can contact my assistant."

"Professor Song." Jiang Ting took a step sideways to block her, and said in a deep voice, "Wait a minute."

Song Mian raised her head, "Sir, if you do this again..."

She paused, noticing that Jiang Ting's dark blue eyes were different from ordinary people's, and her complexion changed suddenly.

"It's you!"

……

The author has something to say: There is no update tomorrow TAT, promise me, see you the day after tomorrow!

//After checking, I found that I typed the protagonist's name into Zhang Hanging. .Thumping my heart to death has orz why no one reminded me.