I have all the characters that the male protagonist loves [Quick Transmigration]

Jiang Xing suddenly had a crazy idea.

Why doesn't it always show that the strategy is successful?

It is obvious that Lu Qiming and Lu Heng's emotional concentration has reached the level of completing the Raiders in the previous worlds.

Fan Ye in the first world didn't even confess his love, and the star network system directly judged success.

Proving that the criteria for judging is not a confession.

Nie Xuefan stared at him with a seemingly carefree smile on his face, but the strings of the piano were already deeply embedded in his fingertips.

He is confident, but Jiang Xing has never been an ordinary person.

Jiang Xing directly paused the holographic image, "I need to confirm with the Star Network administrator."

【What's wrong】

[There is no prohibited content? 】

The screen froze, Jiang Xing disconnected, and returned to the real world for the first time during the strategy.

The butler robot is not around, it should go back to the cabin to charge.

Jiang Xing's live broadcast room has been upgraded to A after the completion of the second world. It has been floating on the homepage of the website all year round, and there are special administrators serving him.

Opening the chat box, Jiang Xing said bluntly: [Why hasn't this world judged success yet?Is there a violation involved if the object is wrong? ]

Xingwang is an unswerving supporter of 1V1 and put an end to any possible violations.

The raider must clearly end the previous relationship before proceeding to the next target's raid process.

The administrator replied quickly: [Mr. Jiang, you have not detected any violations.Please attack all male protagonists correctly. ]

"all"

Jiang Xing's eyes moved slightly, and an impossible possibility flashed across his mind like thunder.

The star network data is vast, and it is theoretically feasible to gather six sets of identical personality data among them, but it is practically useless.

Unless those data grow their own legs and come to Jiang Xing, it will not be possible to exhaust the power of the star network.

Jiang Xing replied: [All?So the six characters in this world are all "male protagonists"? ]

Even if it is a group portrait movie, there is only one hero in a story.

unless……

Administrator: [Please explore by yourself. ]

Jiang Xing: [Will there be a warning for violations?Don’t give me a live broadcast directly]

[rest assured. ]

Looking at these two words, Jiang Xing covered his face in a bit of a breakdown, and curled up deep in the sofa.

impossible……

The live broadcast room was still asking Jiang Xing if he was unwell, and if he needed help calling for an emergency.

Jiang Xing looked at the fast-moving barrage, pinched his cheek muscles, and returned to the holographic cabin again.

"It's okay, I had a few chats with the administrator." He said with a smile, without any sign of wavering, "I'll find out in a while."

[Is there any good health! 】

The barrage was so excited that he urged Jiang Xing to continue.

The screen flashes, and the suspended characters are suddenly injected with souls.

Nie Xuefan was still on the stage, and Xingye at his feet was still humming. Fan Ye silently came to his side as a silent guardian.

They were all waiting for Jiang Xing to make a decision.

The bar owner was so drunk that he even jumped onto the stage, and headed to the second floor with a spotlight in his arms.

The excited customers quieted down and held their breath in unison.

who is it?

The dazzling white light hit Jiang Xing's legs, and then he climbed up little by little.

Fine dust was flying in the air, and under the light, it looked like little feathers surrounding that person, or an elf.

They first saw Jiang Xing's hands holding onto the railing.

The knuckles are slender and the bones are smooth, only the knuckles have exquisitely curved edges and corners.It was as white as jade, and one could almost imagine the beautiful blue blood vessels at the pulse when it turned over.

The blood-thick bracelet was worn on his wrist, which made his skin look like human blood.The spatula is loosely stuck on the wrist bone, the turquoise is as dark blue as porcelain under the light, and the iron wires like ice cracks are ingenious.

Beauty is born with jewelry.Kings always set the most expensive and rare gems in the treasury on the throne and crown.

However, on the plateau, in this man's hands, one vine is enough.

He is beautiful in crystals and diamonds in a treasury of glass.

It is also beautiful to wear wooden vines and spikes in the vast sky.

But no matter how you look at it, it's all a man's hand.

It was even quieter off the court, and everyone's hearts were in their throats, and they couldn't wait to see what kind of beauty she was.

But they couldn't help but feel disappointed and regretful in their hearts, knowing that they were destined not to get a perfect answer.

How can there be a perfect person in the world?

There was no sound, only the rhythm of Nie Xuefan's grip on the strings.

The arc light shone on Jiang Xing's neckline. He breathed lightly and lowered his head slowly.

The spotlight also rose accordingly, like the rising sun, illuminating him inch by inch.

No one spoke, not even the sound of breathing.

That is... a beauty that is enough to make people forget Jinxi Hexi. It should only appear in epic legends and be treasured by ancient emperors and warriors.

There is no expression on his face, and he seems to have a natural smile, and the slight movement of his eyebrows and eyes is affectionate and seductive.

Maybe many people think back later, and think that it was a dream after alcohol, a filter under the blessing of darkness and light.

Because they never heard of such beauty again.

But at least at this moment, no one doubted it.

Jiang Xing's lips moved slightly, and they opened their eyes wide and listened intently, wondering what he was going to say.

Some people even started to be jealous of Nie Xuefan, and secretly forgave this lover who he said had moved on.

There are too many people who love him, what is wrong with him?

What broke the silence was a hand around Jiang Xing's shoulder.

Nie Xuefan didn't change his smile, as if he didn't care at all.

A broad and powerful palm landed on Jiang Xing's shoulder, pulling him back half a step away from the spotlight.

"It hurts the eyes." Fan Ye said.

Many people stood up, and they couldn't help but see the vague outlines of the two.

Whisper conversation, very intimate.

Just as the boss was about to shout something, he fell to the ground, drunk and unconscious.

The spotlight lost its support and slid back into place.

The guests became agitated, and someone ran to the distribution box to turn on all the switches, and the room was suddenly bright as day.

But only the downlight in that place failed, and Jiang Xing's face was still invisible.

Fan Ye: "Let's go."

He hugged Jiang Xing and strode towards the stairs.

The two finally reached the light, but Jiang Xing gently pushed Fan Ye away.

He is going to have a test.

Fan Ye lost control of his expression for a moment, and a terrifying cloud hung over his brows, "Jiang Xing..."

Jiang Xing shook his head lightly and smiled.

He leaned sideways on the railing, leaned out most of his body, and waved to Nie Xuefan.

"come here."

The blood-red bracelet flickered between his wrists, someone instinctively stretched out his hand, expecting it to fall, and then caught it.

Nie Xuefan threw away the guitar, walked under Jiang Xing's palm step by step, and looked up at him.

Jiang Xing withdrew his hand, leaned half on the railing, and asked with a smile, "What do you want to do?"

Nie Xuefan replied, "Chasing you."

"But we've broken up."

There was a large piece of ground around Nie Xuefan. When someone heard this, he immediately stood up and wanted to walk in front of Jiang Xing, but was firmly held down by his companions.

"You're crazy..."

"You heard me, they broke up!"

"Shh..."

The rustling discussions gradually started, and no one could restrain the desire to confide in their hearts.

Nie Xuefan: "I did something wrong."

He smiled, picked up an unopened bottle of beer from the table beside him, and threw it at Jiang Xing in the air.

Exclaimed, just when they thought Jiang Xing would be hit, that seemingly limp hand grasped the wine bottle precisely.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Xing shook the bottle, and the dark bottle was filled with air bubbles.

Nie Xuefan: "As you like, you can hit me."

"Fuck he's crazy!"

"I would also..."

Jiang Xing said: "If I hit you, I have to accompany you to see a doctor."

Nie Xuefan's eyes suddenly lit up, shining with fiery light.

Jiang Xing, who was so beautiful that she couldn't believe it, seemed to be holding the bottleneck. They thought that Nie Xuefan would be smashed to the ground.

But he knocked the bottle cap on the railing casually, and the flying cap fell to nowhere, and the wine and foam gushed out.

He sneered lightly, stretched out his white arm over the railing, and dumped the wine bottle.

The rose-red beer drew an arc in the air, drenching Nie Xuefan to the drenching head.

The wine dripped down his hair, and the noisy discussion stopped.

Will this young man be angry?

Being splashed with alcohol may be more humiliating to some people than being hit on the head.

"Catch me."

No one understood what this sentence meant.

I saw that frightened shadow turn over and jump over the railing, like snow falling into Nie Xuefan's arms.

"Star."

Nie Xuefan couldn't hold back the smile on his face, "Star!"

Jiang Xing smiled cheerfully, raised his head and drank the last bit of wine left in the bottle, and kissed Nie Xuefan.

Sweet and sour.

Bitter and spicy.

There were screams in the surroundings, and someone quickly opened a dozen beers and distributed them to any familiar or unfamiliar people around them.

Fan Ye leaned against the wall on the second floor and lit a cigarette. Everyone rushed downstairs, only Xing Ye was still sitting at his feet.

Nie Xuefan hugged Jiang Xing and circled around, and he would not refuse foreign wine, beer and liquor, and he would drink to his heart's content.

Starry Night looked up, the dog's eyes were moist.

Fan Ye held up the cigarette and smiled, respecting Nie Xuefan.

Someone pushed aside the crowd and went up against Fan Ye's side.

"He's a madman."

Fan Ye shook his head and sighed: "Jiang Xing just likes lunatics, what can you do with him?"

Yu Chen's face sank like water, and Nie Xuefan saw them, took a sip of whiskey triumphantly, and kissed the back of Jiang Xing's head.

The amber liquor stained the skirt of my clothes to the brim.

Yu Chen: "Jiang Xing was also a lunatic."

"Little lunatic." Fan Ye said.Love and hate are intertwined, and I don't know which one has the upper hand.

Yu Chen is well-dressed, and even casual clothes are incompatible with chaotic bars.

Jiang Xing didn't drink much, his face was already flushed, he put his arm around Nie Xuefan's neck with one hand, and clinked glasses with someone with an empty wine bottle in the other.

Soon someone replaced him with a full bottle of wine.

Nie Xuefan pressed Jiang Xing's chest, "The smoke is in my pocket."

His coat was soaked, and the cigarette didn't survive. Jiang Xing picked a dry one and stuffed it into Nie Xuefan's mouth, and lighted it for him lazily.

But I was gone, and the lighter was so hot that I couldn't light another one.

Fan Ye: "I also want to go crazy with him."

Yu Chen pursed his lips when he heard this.

How many are unwilling to accompany him?

In the next second, Fan Ye also jumped down.

His movements were clean and neat, jumping from a building of more than three meters was no different from going down the steps.

There was an uproar around him, knowing that he was the other protagonist of the story, they unanimously moved out of the way.

They all wanted to see more chaotic scenes.

Jiang Xing frowned slightly, and sat on Nie Xuefan's arm leaning against him, annoyed by the soggy tobacco.

A hand reached over to suck away the wet cigarette, and threw it into the trash can.

Jiang Xing looked over lazily, and said with a smile, "You danced well."

Fan Ye took out a thin cigarette and handed it to him.

Nie Xuefan narrowed his eyes, and couldn't tell who was on the alcohol, "Go away."

Jiang Xing rubbed his wet hair, and Nie Xuefan buried his face in his arms and stopped talking.

He took the cigarette and slanted it between his lips, bowed his head to Fan Ye, with a smile on his face.

Flame beats.

Jiang Xing took a puff of cigarette, stretched out his arms to hook Fan Ye, and kissed him on the cheek.

"I like the smell," the smoke spread along Fan Ye's jaw, "Have a heart."

After the mist, the thick and beautiful smile disappeared in a flash, Jiang Xing ignored Fan Ye, half-closed his eyes and waited for Nie Xuefan to finish his madness.

In an instant, the venue was like cold water rolling into hot oil, screaming and cheering boiled over, and they didn't know what they were excited about.

Li Ming and his friends hid in the corner and shivered, as if they had seen a ghost.

"No, we have to go back..." Li Ming's teeth chattered. If they stayed any longer, they would also go crazy.

Humans can't do this...Only ghosts and demons can play with people's hearts so easily.

The two ran out of the bar tremblingly, almost as if they were born again when they breathed the cold air.

Yu Chen closed his eyes, "They're all lunatics."

Xingye poked the dog's head out of the gap between the railings, wagging its tail, and was pulled back by Yu Chen by the chain.

"What do you mix with a dog?"

Carnival until another person pushed the door open.

The visitor lowered his head slightly, his long legs wrapped in dark suit trousers stepped across the threshold, his blue eyes swept across the room, and the frenzied crowd couldn't get into his eyes at all.

In the end, it fell on Jiang Xing.

The guests shuddered as if they had been poured with ice water out of thin air.

Jiang Xing raised his eyebrows and called him with a smile: "Professor Wen."

He poured a glass of wine and passed it to Wen Ling.

"drink wine?"

Like a ghostly invitation.

The author has something to say:

It is troublesome to re-examine the wording of the wording, so the previous article will not affect the understanding.

Little angels are so tolerant~ dear~

Another chapter tonight qvq