What should I do if the avatar is getting more and more cute?

Zhou Qingluo went to the hospital to ask the emergency doctor that day. She said that the man did not leave his name, but only remembered that he was super handsome, cold, and had a rose tattoo on his neck.

The female doctor said: "His tattoo looks like a Juliet rose, and there are two letters beside it, YS. It's a very special tattoo."

"Juliet Rose?"

"Well, it's such an expensive kind of rose, so I remember it, you can search it online."

Zhou Qingluo knew that it was very easy to find the person who saved him, just ask the person who drank with that night, but he didn't want to have anything to do with the person that night, and he didn't want to have any contact with Song Ling.

He is not a substitute, he has to earn money to support his family.

The original owner just graduated from junior college and majored in circuit design, but his grades were really poor. He couldn't find any good jobs.

And he has just arrived, Weibo has no traffic, the largest original comic network Xingchen Comics can only publish works after a month of real name...

Zhou Qingluo had no choice but to deliver food.

He put on the clothes of Zhou Shoulin's delivery rider and started to work.

Zhou Shoulin: "Qing Luo, you don't have to wait for the recruitment, delivery is very hard."

Zhou Qingluo comforted him with a smile: "It's okay for young people to suffer during the day, as long as they don't stay up late at night."

"Your skin is not exposed to the sun. When you were young, you would get red rashes when you went outside in the hot weather. It's better not to go."

Zhou Qingluo touched his face, it was smooth and delicate, "It's okay, it's just prickly heat, it'll be fine when it's cold."

Zhou Shoulin tried to persuade him again, but Zhou Qingluo insisted that he couldn't say anything, and Zhou Qingluo's rash was not too serious, so he would be fine after a few days of rest.

Zhou Shoulin looked at the increasingly sensible Zhou Qingluo, and thought to himself, the ICU might be a spiritual education institution. After entering it once, he narrowly escaped death and could grow instantly.

After getting acquainted for a few days, the work of delivering food is not as hard as Zhou Qingluo imagined. The society is stable and harmonious. Most of them are brothers and sisters who are kind and kind. In addition, they are handsome and sweet, and they have received five-star praise. The fastest boy.

Going through the wind and rain every day, his skin is tanned and his body is much stronger. He likes the feeling of running in the sun.

He earns three to five hundred a day, although it is not as much as he made by drawing a page of comics before, but he is very down-to-earth.

On this day, Zhou Qingluo took an order, and it was delivered to the No. 25 Internet cafe not far from his home.

This place belongs to the fringe area of ​​urban and rural areas, where fish and dragons are mixed. Zhou Qingluo met the first strange thing in his food delivery career.

When he took the takeaway to seat No. 25, a man with yellow hair was playing a game with headphones on, his brows were frowned, he was typing on the keyboard anxiously, and scolding his teammates with his parents and organs. About to lose.

Zhou Qingluo put the takeaway on his table, "Hello, your takeaway has arrived."

The man didn't raise his eyes, nor paid attention to Zhou Qingluo, and still breathed out the fragrance, treating Zhou Qingluo as air.

Zhou Qingluo said it again slowly, very professional.

As soon as Zhou Qingluo finished speaking, that person was killed by the other party. What is bad about this game is that after the person is killed, rainbow-colored poop is sprayed from the top of the screen, burying the person into a mountain of poop.

It doesn't hurt much, it's extremely insulting.

Angrily, the man took off the earphones, slammed them on the keyboard, turned his head and glared at Zhou Qingluo, pointed at his ears and yelled at him: "What are you talking about, I have ears, I'm not deaf, just leave it when the takeaway arrives! Then get out! I'm playing games! Stupid! Forced!"

Zhou Qingluo didn't panic, and looked directly at him calmly.

He once had a heart attack and couldn't get angry. After a long time, he has developed the ability to look at idiots calmly.

Zhou Qingluo put down the takeaway, tore off the takeout order and handed it to him, smiling slightly: "You made a note to bring two cans of Red Bull, I brought them for you, you have to give me the money."

The people around were peeking, but no one dared to come forward to watch, and the network administrator also pretended to be deaf and dumb, and only madly gave Zhou Qingluo winks.

The yellow-haired man was very anxious after losing the game, and he couldn't take it for himself to vent. His dark face turned into a liver color, he stood up from his seat, and moved closer to Zhou Qingluo, almost touching his cheek.

Of course Zhou Qingluo knew that this was a signal similar to 'what are you looking at', and when he stared back blatantly, it was back to him: What are you looking at.

Zhou Qingluo was not afraid, but the big gold chain around the other party's neck was a little shiny, which reminded him of the poverty at this time, and he sighed a little melancholy.

The man said sadly, "Do you know who I am?"

Zhou Qingluo raised his eyebrows, lowered his eyes to look at the takeaway order in his hand, the other party's surname was Xia, and his first name was Lin'an.

Zhou Qingluo laughed. Usually, those who ask this kind of question are mostly dads who are awesome.

Zhou Qingluo glanced at the big gold chain around his neck, and said calmly, "Mr. Jin, two cans of Red Bull cost 12 yuan."

The other party seemed impatient, and he raised his fist and was about to hit someone.

Zhou Qingluo stood motionless, without blinking, and said calmly, "Two cans of Red Bull cost ten yuan, and the errand fee costs two yuan, which is 12 yuan."

At this time, the rainbow on the screen spreads out, and the game characters come back to life.

The man pointed at his nose and cursed, "I'll deal with you after I finish this game."

Tsk, it's a bit of an e-sports spirit.

He was just about to sit down, but Zhou Qingluo grabbed his wrist, squeezed it hard, and then lifted it up to prevent him from sitting down.

The man's expression was distorted in pain and he scolded his mother, and there was a faint gasp around him.

Zhou Qingluo tried harder, without changing his face, he said: "Sir, please pay 12 yuan."

Dajin Lianzi honestly took out a hundred-yuan bill and patted it on Zhou Qingluo's chest. Although he hesitated in his actions, his tone was still vicious, "You wait, I will destroy you."

Zhou Qingluo took the money, and let go of the situation. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Da Jinlianzi howl first, and then growl: "What's wrong with your computer, boss?"

His voice was so sharp that it deformed because of fear.

Zhou Qingluo rolled his eyelids and almost died of fright.

On the screen was a photo of a woman hanged from a tree, with two letters, S and B, floating in front of it, bleeding out.

The photo was translucent at the beginning, and the game interface could still be seen. The big gold chain randomly clicked the mouse, and the visual effect of the photo gradually strengthened, as if he was about to emerge from the screen and die. It was very scary.

But looking at the big gold chain, Zhou Qingluo felt that the scene was a bit comical.

The network administrator ran over and was startled, but he couldn't turn it off no matter what, and finally concluded, sweating profusely, "Obviously, your computer has been hacked."

Zhou Qingluo folded the hundred-yuan bill given to him by the big gold chain and put it in his pocket, and said solemnly: "Maybe, it's a manifestation from the heavens, after all, there is a god three feet above his head."

Everyone looked at Zhou Qingluo in unison. They were silent for a while, and finally someone couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Some people opened their mouths, and the others were impolite, and laughed along with them, as if they were often bullied by the big gold chain, and wanted to take this opportunity to laugh hard.

As an Internet celebrity funny blogger, Zhou Qingluo has always known how to attract and make people laugh.

He added with a half-smile: "Mr. Jin, when you go out, you must strictly abide by the core socialist values."

The big gold chain pointed at Zhou Qingluo's nose, and exited the Internet cafe while cursing: "You wait, you wait for me."

Everyone laughed even harder, only the little webmaster was sweating profusely, and couldn't handle it with all his might. The picture of the hanged ghost hangs up for too long, and it won't be scary after looking at it for a long time.

Just as Zhou Qingluo was about to leave, the network manager brother who was in a hurry to go to the doctor grabbed his hand, "You have a lot of talents in the food delivery team, why don't you try it?"

Zhou Qingluo: "?"

The webmaster looked sincere: "There are a lot of short videos on the Internet, saying that the delivery boy can draw pictures, arrange flowers, program, interior design, three foreign languages, and is said to be a doctoral candidate."

Zhou Qingluo looked at him speechlessly, and really wanted to remind him not to be superstitious about short videos, otherwise it would be easy to hoard health care products when he gets old.

He smiled kindly, "Don't sell anxiety, the food delivery industry isn't that busy yet."

Just as Zhou Qingluo was about to leave, he cast his eyes and inadvertently saw the man in seat 26.

He is actually programming!

Just like in the movie, his slender and strong fingers flew on the black keyboard, and a string of white computers jumped out of the black window.

The man was about his age, he was staring at the screen intently, with a straight nose, three-dimensional silhouette, and a handsome profile.

It's just that his skin is cold and white, almost blending into the clean white shirt on his body.

He is obviously a clean person, but he has a fierce beauty.

Zhou Qingluo wondered if this person was a star, and he was making a movie about hackers.

He looked around to see if any cameras were shooting a movie, and he accidentally became an extra.

Otherwise, who would program in an Internet cafe in the urban-rural fringe.

The webmaster brother still pinned his hopes on Zhou Qingluo.

Zhou Qingluo cleared his throat and pointed to the person in seat 26: "Maybe he can help you."

Just when the person finished writing, he tapped the Enter key with his slender fingers, closed the page, and unplugged the USB drive.

Seeing the new hope, the little webmaster looked at Zhou Qingluo gratefully, and reminded him very kindly: "Brother, that person's surname was Xia just now, not Jin. You can't just say that someone's surname is Jin just because he wears a gold chain."

Zhou Qingluo: "..." You know too much.

The little brother of the network administrator turned his head and asked No. 26 for help: "Dude, can you help me see what's going on with this computer?"

The man turned his head, and Zhou Qingluo couldn't help but click his tongue. It turned out that he was not only handsome from the side, but even more handsome from the front.

His face seemed to be highlighted, and even the movement of turning his head carried the special effect of the actor Mary Su appearing on the stage.

Zhou Qingluo looked at him as if admiring a shocking statue, and when his eyes flicked across his Adam's apple, his eyes froze.

He has a tattoo on the main artery to the right of his Adam's apple.

The pattern is the most precious flower, a blooming Juliet rose, and there are two letters, YS, coiled beside the rose.

The letters and flowers are entangled, and seem to imply many stories.

With white skin, tattoos, and a white shirt, the blurred shadow of the person in front of him and the savior in his mind gradually overlapped.

Really, there is nowhere to find if you break through the iron shoes.

Zhou Qingluo controlled his emotions, trying not to make himself look as urgent as "Your Majesty, do you still remember Xia Yuhe by the Daming Lake?"

The man didn't notice his earnest gaze, looked at the little brother of the network administrator, and said coldly: "It will be gone in ten seconds."

Network administrator: "How do you know?"

The man said speciously, "I'm black."

Everyone: "..." Who wouldn't know how to act aggressively, the face is really big.

But his eyes are too cold, his tattoos are too wild, although he is handsome, but he looks like a villain with a hidden weapon to kill without blood, no one said anything.

The man packed his things slowly, and everyone silently stared at the computer counting down as if they were struggling.

Sure enough, after ten seconds, the computer shut down.

The man stood up and said coldly: "Just restart."

The network management system restarted, and the computer was fine, and there were no problems.

Zhou Qingluo: "..." With tattoos on the gate of life, hacking other people's computers with such fresh and refined photos, his savior really has a personality.

Network administrator: "Handsome guy, will you be our network administrator?"

Zhou Qingluo thought he was talking to him, and answered immediately: "How much is a month?"

Network administrator: "I asked him, our company is not hiring security guards for the time being."

Zhou Qingluo: "..."

The man didn't seem to be interested in listening to their nonsense, he glanced at Zhou Qingluo with a half-smile, and walked out of the Internet cafe.

Zhou Qingluo quickly followed him out and called him: "Wait."

The length of the legs is really remarkable, the strides are big, and the walking is extremely fast.

When the man turned his head, Zhou Qingluo hurried up.

A sunflower doll from Plants vs. Zombies is sucked on his helmet. When he runs, the sunflower will follow.

Zhou Qingluo trotted to stop in front of him, pulled off his helmet, straightened his messy hair, and said with a smile: "Excuse me, excuse me, my name is Zhou Qingluo, two weeks ago, I drank too much and passed out in a bar, yes You call 120 to rescue me and take me to the hospital, right?"

The person opposite had a cold face, didn't look at him, but kept staring away.

The ends of his eyes are raised, the pupils are a little higher, and the color is lighter than ordinary people, like the eyes of a wolf. There is an inexplicable hostility in his eyes, which makes people shudder.

He didn't answer, Zhou Qingluo took it as his acquiescence.

Zhou Qingluo looked at the helmet following his eyes.

I don't know what's going on, it seems that everyone is interested in the thing on the delivery boy's helmet, and Zhou Qingluo has already been teased by several people.

Zhou Qingluo quickly pulled out the suction cup, handed him the sunflower doll, and said generously and proudly, "You like this? Here."