Quick Pass Cannon Fodder Survival Manual

An Sui stood in the snow in the middle of the square and stomped his feet, holding a large bouquet of exquisitely packaged roses in his hand.

It was Christmas, and there was a constant stream of people coming and going. The big speakers in the shopping street were playing merry christmas in a loop. Couples passing by were embracing and kissing. Groups of students were chirping and chatting. It was very lively.

However, the more lively the surrounding area is, the more lonely An Sui seems to be alone.

He was dressed thinly, with a gray coat, a mask and a hood. From time to time, he handed a rose to passers-by, and his voice could be heard trembling through the mask.

"The roses are sold at a low price, sold at a low price, one for three yuan, three for ten yuan."

The passer-by who heard the sales words clicked his tongue twice, as if he couldn't take it anymore, he came over and took out money to An Sui with a look of foolish eyes.

"I'll buy them separately, one at a time, and I'll give you nine dollars."

Holding three roses, the passer-by secretly laughed with his female companion as he walked: "That's a fool, he can't even settle accounts, and he paid ten yuan for three roses, and he is too young to try to deceive me."

An Sui turned a deaf ear to it, and ignored those ridicules going away at all. Standing at a back vent, he took out the money and stuffed it into his waist pocket with his head bowed.

His figure was a little thin under the illumination of the colored lights on the side of the road, and the eyelashes of the misty eyes were stained with the white air from exhalation, and he looked extraordinarily fragile in the loose snowflakes that had never completely stopped.

Who would have thought that right now he was secretly counting the money, feeling so happy: Hey, he sold three more at once and made a profit.

The tall man stood under the Yubone Pine outside the square, his figure was hazy, his eyes flicked across An Sui's red fingertips from the cold, and his eyes became more and more complicated.

Although he guessed that he would be devastated after leaving the An family, he just didn't expect him to be reduced to doing such a thing.

But so what, he was originally a parasite of Anjia, and leaving Anjia was like a dodder growing alone without the support of a big tree, so fragile that he couldn't bear a single blow.

The night wind blew cold to the bones and bones. He fumbled with his fingertips for a while, but finally sent a message.

As soon as Xiao Li received the news at the cafe two blocks away, he immediately jumped up from his seat, drove a low-key black Maybach around the corner, and rushed towards the man with his briefcase, sweating on his brow, bowing his head greet.

"Mr. Shen."

Shen Beiyu nodded slightly, his handsome and flawless face was illuminated by the Christmas lights on the street, with a beauty that had some walls with the complicated world, like an ancient Greek god, aloof.

The moment he took the car keys from Xiao Li and turned around to open the car door, he suddenly thought of the person behind him who was still standing in the cold wind, and instead ordered: "Go and buy everything that the boy is selling."

"Ah?" Seeing that Xiao Li was stunned by this unprecedented order, Shen Beiyu frowned.

"Don't make me say it twice, give him twice the money."

Xiao Li nodded again and again, "Okay, Mr. Shen."

At the same moment when Shen Beiyu drove away, An Sui, who was supposed to continue playing the role of a timid young man selling flowers in the square, quietly asked questions in his head.

"Xiaoqi, is he gone?"

No. [-] was silent for a while, and from the perspective of God, he began to search around, and within three seconds, he saw Shen Beiyu riding a Maybach from the back.

"That's right, I just left."

After finishing speaking, Number Seven couldn't help but wonder deeply whether his host also had eyes on the back of his head, and could see the future every time.

"Hey, that's good, now turn off the 'tears'." An Sui straightened up and bent his waist all afternoon, rubbing his eyes with one hand. In order to pretend to be pitiful, he borrowed the help of the system, and his eyes were full of tears all day long.

After all, with his superb acting skills, it is impossible to hold back tears.

There's no way, he, An Sui, is a hard-hearted hunk, and a real hunk never speaks.

As soon as he turned off his skills, An Sui heard footsteps behind him that were not firm enough.

Xiao Li has just been President Shen's assistant for a week, and this is the first time he has helped the president with personal affairs, so that his steps towards An Sui were a bit erratic, and he took out 200 yuan from his wallet in a hurry after he stood still. Yundi handed it to the thin boy in front of him.

"I want all your flowers."

After he finished speaking, he regretted whether his tone was too strong, because the boy in front of him kept lowering his head and covering his eyes, as if wiping tears.

Xiao Li's eyes showed pity, it's really pitiful, he must have never heard such embarrassing words.

The boy who was wiping his tears raised his head, revealing a pair of deer-like pure eyes, and the mask that was too big for his face covered most of his face, making him look more and more weak and pitiful.

"Do you want all these..."

"I want it all." Xiao Li counted a little, and the boy had almost [-] sticks, and the price was clearly marked as three sticks for ten yuan, and one for three yuan, which made him, who had gone to college, suspect that it was Is it not that I read it wrong?

This boy...seems a bit stupid, if Mr. Shen hadn't shown mercy today, he would be a ghost if he could make money!

It can be seen that Xiao Li, a fledgling college student from a well-to-do family, doesn't understand An Sui's tricks.

An Sui recognized him as Shen Beiyu's little assistant at a glance, but he still maintained a simple expression on his face, but he was a little allergic to pollen, so he couldn't help taking a little while breathing in and out, and wanted to sneeze right away .

But he still maintained the good qualities of an excellent small street vendor, resisting the urge to sneeze and stumble along the road.

"Two, two hundred won't work."

Xiao Li showed a gentle and compassionate smile, just like the Virgin Mary, "I know too much about it, so don't be embarrassed, I'll just send it to you."

An Sui's eyes widened when he heard the words, his face was full of surprise, "No, no, I have to add--ah money! Oh--"

5 minute later.

Xiao Li emptied the three hundred yuan cash in his hand, it was not enough.It was not enough to empty out the only two hundred cash in the wallet.

Xiao Li felt a little uncomfortable all over his body, but he had to listen to the boss's orders. Finally, after reluctantly transferring [-] yuan to An Sui from his mobile phone, he finally had enough money to buy "all the roses" of the boy in front of him. down.

That was a van full of roses.

The flowers were so delicate and beautiful that Xiao Li wanted to cry, so he had no choice but to call a special car to pack up the pile of things and take them away.

An Sui's brows and eyes were crooked with a pair of deer eyes and a smile, and he deliberately took out five hundred from the bank next to the square, and smiled happily while touching the whole 1000 yuan in cash.

No. [-] quietly added, "It seems that the hero asked him to buy this flower."

An Sui stared at the stars, "Wouldn't that be better!"

I just hope that President Shen can show mercy to him a few more times, so that he can also become well-off as soon as possible.

Shen Beiyu's message came when Xiao Li moved the flowers to the car, and the content was only a few short words, "Is it done?"

Xiao Li gasped. He had just officially joined Shen's this month, and his salary hadn't been paid until the end of the month. He had already emptied his family just after arriving in Hua. Thinking of what Shen Beiyu said twice, he couldn't help but tremble with fear. , touched the empty wallet, and replied to Shen Beiyu without tears.

"Mr. Shen, I have no money and I'm still short of a thousand."

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the huge villa, Shen Beiyu, who was only wearing a shirt, stood in front of the window. He didn't frown after receiving the text message, and directly transferred money to Xiao Li. His slender legs crossed, and he sat on the sofa with complicated eyes.

Did An Sui live so hard after leaving An's house? In the cold weather, he even went out to sell flowers in the snow?

But in the final analysis, this is also his self-inflicted hardship, and no one can blame it.

He closed his eyes and frowned, the phone screen suddenly lit up, and a message came into view. Shen Beiyu opened his eyes, with a dark light flickering in them.

She has come back.

As soon as Xiao Li, who was trembling in the square after moving the flowers, received Shen Beiyu's money, he immediately transferred another thousand to An Sui. For your tip!"

Then he quickly stepped on the accelerator and drove away, fearing that An Sui would find a bunch of flowers again, and he couldn't stand the trouble.

Seeing the person walking away, An Sui took out a corn candy from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, smiling happily while counting the money.

Just when he was feeling the joy of having the money in the account, there was a sudden click in his ear, and a row of not-so-high values ​​just appeared out of thin air, hanging in front of his eyes.

However, the people who passed by him seemed to turn a blind eye to this string of things that appeared out of thin air, or in other words, they couldn't see it at all.

An Sui immediately narrowed his eyes, and after seeing the specific number of this value, he couldn't help frowning, and gasped: "Huh? Why did the hatred value increase by five points?!"

Number Seven was also at a loss, "I don't know, when I sent someone to buy your flowers just now, it was obviously lower."

An Sui sat down on the stone chair in the corner of the square, pinching his brows with a headache, and the innocent deer's eyes instantly revealed a bit of wildness, full of condemnation of the man's moodiness.

"Oh, Shen Beiyu, what a fickle man."

After biting the candy corn in his mouth into pieces as if venting his anger, An Sui couldn't help but shouted to the sky, "Unlucky——"

I think he was originally a happy rice worm Xiaokai, who loves to open the harem in various love games every day, and promises that he will not go to the end of being sick, holding a sister in his arms, fighting in the harem, etc.

It is his greatest pleasure to let the paper wives live in harmony and to be jealous of himself, and he also deserves the title of master of love strategy games.

Life is full of happiness and boundless happiness, but unexpectedly, just five days ago, An Sui was hit on the head by a flowerpot that fell from the sky, turning his head full of strategy wisdom into a bean curd under the flowerpot.

When he woke up again, he didn't go to the paper man's heaven, nor did he go to the hell of opening the harem, but was rescued by the system named No.[-].

On the [-]th, An Sui basically understood what happened to him: First, he was indeed dead, his head was also blooming, and his body had already been cremated by his father, so the grave was probably beginning to grow grass.

If you die, you are dead, and you can't go back, there's nothing you can do.

The bad luck lies in the second point. His soul is very suitable for time travel, so he is bound to No. [-]. Now he will become a grasshopper on the same rope with No. [-], honestly travel through the three thousand worlds to do tasks, and save enough Energy revives itself.

Either he refuses the task and finishes playing with No. [-], and the one-soul-one system will be destroyed directly. It's not a great life, but a simple death.

As another participant in the incident, No. [-], as a string of data, has no concept of life and death at all, so he can accept whatever An Sui chooses, and even played a song about life and death for An Sui as appropriate .

"In another 50 years, let's meet again~You pile up and I pile up~All will be sent to the farm to make fertilizer~"

The melodious singing touched An Sui's heart, so he, who had always been able to lie down instead of sitting down, protested against this matter.

It was obvious that he was buying and selling by force, so he didn't want to suffer this crime, so he immediately decided to finish it off together.

However, after the first second when the soul began to be torn apart, he immediately stopped, for no other reason, it was too painful, like cutting the soul into pieces and then rolling it in a drum washing machine covered with nails Like a million years.

A man can bend and stretch without shame.

Since the two were bound together, No. [-] has been tormented by An Sui's howling from time to time for five whole days, and he has no feeling about it, and even wants to go to sleep.

While one person and one system were wandering separately, An Sui put it aside, and Nokia, which can usually be used to smash walnuts, received a text message.

"Xiao Sui, my sister came back the day after tomorrow and brought you your favorite chocolate."

An Sui exhaled slowly, and the task began.