After the system became a teddy bear, the roommate took a fancy to it

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After 422's unremitting efforts, on the third night, he developed a plug-in that would make programmers feel ashamed—the teddy bear self-control program.

In other words, he is now a mature teddy bear, and he can move by himself.

It's just that the hands and feet are too soft, and most of the time they move by crawling.

When he was developing the program, Zhao Huayuan sat in front of the computer with glasses on and typed expressionlessly. 422 pasted the angle of view to take a look, as if he was recording the story of the little girl.

Talking about the self-cultivation of a film producer, others still want to write it into a story after death.

If this person is the system, now it's not 422's turn to be the team leader of group A.

Zhao Huayuan finished typing the last word and exited the document.

It was nearly 12 o'clock, and today's events made his sleep time extended by 56 minutes.

It doesn't seem to be completely impersonal.

As soon as the homeowner turned off the lights and went to bed, 422 cast his eyes on the computer desk.

The little girl failed to receive this gift, but Zhao Huayuan did not abandon himself, but brought him home again.

His current geographical coordinates are on a small wooden cabinet, the cabinet is against the bedside on one side, and the computer desk is against the other side of the bedside.

His goal is to step over the sleeping person on the bed and go to the flat area on the computer desk to practice walking. If it is not possible, it is good to practice how to climb vigorously.

It took a lot of effort for the teddy bear to climb from the cabinet to the bed, wriggling between the quilts in a way that was difficult, inspirational, funny and weird to the onlookers.

Who can tell him why the bear's head is designed to be so big, and it doesn't respect their dream of walking upright at all.

When 422 moved from the edge of the bed to the side of Zhao Huayuan's head, the big bow on his head fell off.

Well, half off, covering exactly one eye.

422 tilted his head back crazily to prevent the bow from falling completely on the opponent's face.

Otherwise, how terrifying the scene would be after this person was woken up.

Just after 12 midnight, your teddy bear inexplicably ran from the nightstand to the bed, and the eerie bear face appeared above your head and smashed a bow on your face.

If it is a normal person, this bear must not be taken.

However, just when 422 rejoiced that he had escaped a catastrophe, he found that Zhao Huayuan beside him started to move, and he seemed to have turned over.

422 panicked and used the camera to check his situation, wondering if he was awake or not.

As a result, I saw a pair of open eyes in the night around twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

Those eyes locked on the teddy bear's direction with a clear and terrible gaze, and there was no sound.

It seems to be waiting for the teddy bear to reveal its stuffing.

422 lay on the bed pretending to be ignorant, trying to make the other party think that he brought the bear to bed.

The two sides were in a stalemate for about 1 minute, and the man closed his eyes.

422 felt that this person was very scary, so he didn't dare to act rashly, so he waited patiently for half an hour, until he was really sure that the person was asleep, and then he started to move around centimeter by centimeter.

Zhao Huayuan, who will be awake tomorrow, will not be fooled. He has to feel that everything he sees tonight is a dream.

Out of caution, 422 once again focused on the man's face.

As a result, I don’t know if I don’t let it go, and I’m startled when I let it go.

The man opened his eyes again.

This time, it directly broke the defense of 422, and I didn't know where to press it in a hurry, and then I felt that the brain wave was connected to another port.

As soon as the angle of view was changed, 422 almost fainted.

Well, he connected to the port of the soul body.

Now a male ghost and a teddy bear appear on the bed at the same time.

Moreover, the male ghost's posture was very strange, he straddled Zhao Huayuan's body.

The crushed person stared straight at the male ghost, and after a while, he stretched out his hand to the male ghost's face.

It's too late to pretend that nothing happened at this time, so 422 simply smashed the jar, controlled the male ghost's body and grabbed the opponent's hand, pressed that restless hand against the pillow, leaned down, A voice that seemed to come from hell said, "Don't move."

The man blinked and looked at him silently, his appearance was surprisingly cute.

The male ghost said coldly: "Be careful, I will eat you."

"How to eat?" Zhao Huayuan finally spoke up, and the question had a brain circuit that ordinary people would not have: "If you eat me, will I also become a ghost?"

"Aren't you afraid that I will retaliate against you after I become a ghost?"

Male ghost: "..."

"Does your eating mean you want to suck my yang energy?" Zhao Huayuan asked again, incarnated into a hundred thousand whys: "Do you live by sucking yang energy? TV dramas are made like this, but the imagination of living people should not be correct, right? ?Does it feel good to be a ghost?"

422 felt speechless about the need to conduct a life satisfaction survey under such circumstances, but he still answered the questions one by one.

"I can eat you any way ghosts eat people in your TV dramas and movies," because those concepts are systematically instilled into your plane characters.

"I'm not afraid of your revenge, because the setting is that people who are killed by ghosts have no souls, otherwise it will be messed up." When is the time for retribution.

"Inhaling yang energy is usually done by female ghosts, and male ghosts mostly look at your body and want to take it away." Except for male-male romance scripts.

"The feeling of being a ghost is similar to the feeling of being a human being. No matter what you become, it is similar to the feeling of being a human being." There is birth and death, love and hatred, luck and misfortune, all life or with life Individuals with characteristics are all like this, and no one is more noble than another.

Zhao Huayuan looked at him seriously, stretched out his hand again, did not try to touch his face again, but inserted his fingertips into the hanging hair, gently rubbing to feel the texture of the ghost's hair: "Did you die in ancient times? What did you die for?"

Now the offensive is reversed, and after 422 turned into a ghost, his momentum surged. Hearing this, he just brushed away the hand that was too hot for the soul body: "Death is death, because what is dead must be remembered? Turn your head."

The man turned his head.

422 said: "Did you see this bear? This bear can move, it is my noble carrier."

Then 422 returned to the teddy bear, moved his arms and legs.

Zhao Huayuan stared at the scene in front of him, probably too funny, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he actually smiled.

When he smiled, the inhuman temperament on his body was reduced a lot, and there was a soft color in his eyes. 422 almost foresaw the peerless appearance that thousands of girls would fall in love with when he became the male lead in the future.

But now this smile doesn't make 422 very happy, and it also brings back bad memories of his annual meeting of women's clothing.He used the male ghost's hand to twist the human's head to his side: "What are you laughing at, as long as I want, a bear can kill as much as hemp."

"It's scary," the human looked at him in this posture: "But you are very good-looking, better than all the actors I have been in charge of. Do you want to consider acting in my company's latest suspense project?"

"Are you crazy?"

When you meet a ghost, you still think about whether it can be used as a prop?Are you obsessed with work?

"Then can you tell me your name?" Zhao Huayuan was not disappointed by being rejected, on the contrary he seemed to be in a very good mood tonight.

"No." The system only has a code name, so no name.

"Did you take care of me when I had a stomachache last night?" He smiled and said, "I touched it, and it seemed to be a baby warmer. It works very well. Do you sell it in Yangjian?"

Mother, weren't you asleep at that time?

"No, special product of the underworld." 422 said with a cold face: "Go to sleep, you don't go to work tomorrow?" Hurry up and sleep, don't disturb me practicing walking upright.

Zhao Huayuan held the male ghost's hand, rubbing the pale knuckles of the body with his fingertips: "Thank you."

Then he obediently closed his eyes under the threatening sight of the ghost.

422 withdrew his hand.

The back of the hand was very warm, and the strong vitality of a living person poured into the body continuously through the place of contact.

He looked deeply at the human for a while, and injected his brainwaves into the teddy bear again.

The male ghost's body will be returned soon, and he has to get used to living as a bear.

As soon as the bear's body moved, a hand stretched out, picked him up, and stuffed him into the bed.

"You go to sleep too, if you move I won't be able to sleep." Zhao Huayuan lay beside him, with 422 facing his chin and neck, his body surrounded by a man's aura.

The breath smells good, and the quilt is also very warm.

Since staying in this dimension, 422 has been overloaded with work almost every day. The already busy work is now due to various inconveniences and can only be completed by working overtime or even overnight.

To be honest, he was also a little tired.

If you practice, you can do it tomorrow too, right?

The body of a living person is very comfortable to touch, so he simply leaned against the source of warmth.

The man seemed to smile, put his hand on the bear's head, and pressed him against his body.

The hibiscus tent was warm, the emperor did not go to court early, and although the bedmate was not a beautiful woman, 422 missed the check-in time for the next day because he was very rare.

Very good, full attendance is gone.

422 processed the pile of scripts with resentment.

"Why did this supporting actress die out of nowhere, she didn't do anything wrong, okay?" He typed into the chat box: "Why is the plot so ridiculous."

The opposite system was stunned: "But at the last meeting, didn't they say to follow the routine and run well?" "Fun run" is a professional term for the systems, which means that the script is popular with the audience and runs fast on the leaderboard.

"This is the routine of the recent fire." The other party said.

422 was slightly taken aback.

Yes, that's what the meeting said.

But... just to promote the plot, I wrote this female supporting role to death...

"80%." After a long while, he said to the team members: "80% follow routines, 20% focus on innovation and quality. Companies that rely entirely on copying other companies' routines will have no future."

"Try the quality of your article, and use the style you are used to. I remember that you showed me your early works during the interview, and they were quite good." 422 said: "If the supervisor asks, you say yes I let it do that."

After the team members received the reply, they went down to revise the draft.

422 sat on the bed, which was too big for a bear, and looked at the pink bow that was placed on the computer desk.

This little girl is just a piece of data in the database of the plane world that is not even the size of a grain of sand.

How long can the impulse to be responsible for the work that he ignited today because of this little girl last under the waves of reality?

On the fourth day of becoming a bear, 422 finished dealing with the backlog of work and finally did not have to work overtime.

He took the opportunity to optimize the viewing angle program, and now he can at least see the distance of the entire community outside the house.

Thanks to the suffering, he rekindled his programmer dream back then. It is estimated that when he studies again, he will be able to return to the main space by himself.

422 dragged the camera to look at the sky, then at the ground, and finally saw the garden downstairs.

Zhao Huayuan got off work late today, and when he came back, he was already in the dark, and the angle of view happened to see him walking home.

For some unknown reason, Zhao Huayuan paused when he swiped his card, and then 422 followed his line of sight to pull the perspective into the garden.

In the night, a petite girl was sitting in a pavilion with a guitar in her arms, wearing a big scarf, and was so cold that she buried half of her face in the scarf.

She beat the beat with her feet while practicing chords, playing the wrong thing from time to time, humming something softly.

It was the neighbor who played the guitar next door, Ah Man.

Zhao Huayuan walked over: "What are you doing?"

Ah Man raised his head and glanced at him, then retracted his face into the scarf, and said with a trace of complaint and grievance: "I'm practicing guitar, I'm afraid I will disturb you, so I came out to practice."

"I remember every time I said that you can't practice after 11 o'clock," the man said with a frosty face, "I didn't let you out to practice."

"But Brother Bi said that you can't do it as long as you're at home," Ah Man murmured, "It looks like you have a serious job, and you may have a lot of things to do after get off work. I'll easily interrupt your train of thought if I play it."

"It's fine before 11 o'clock, let's go up."

Ah Man hugged the guitar and carried her bear backpack, and hurriedly followed behind the neighbor.

After getting on the elevator, Zhao Huayuan stood at one corner, and Ah Man stood at the other corner diagonally, guessing that he still had a grudge against what happened last time, and tried to distance himself from him.

Zhao Huayuan watched as she kept rubbing her hands and exhaling, and handed her what was in her hand.

Ah Man's big eyes flickered: "Why?"

"Hot." He held a cup of hot porridge in his hand.

Surprised and moved, Ah Man hurriedly put the guitar behind his back, took the hot porridge with both hands, and showed a happy expression while holding the cup of hot porridge: "I didn't expect you to be a good person."

Although this sentence is not pleasant to hear, 422 also thinks so.

It's unbelievable that Zhao Huayuan is actually a warm man.

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