Food always wants to fall in love with me [Quick Transmigration]

Ling Bai didn't disappear immediately, he looked at the two figures that were fading away in the void, the two most important people in his life were withdrawing from his life at this moment.He is not sad, he has never had particularly strong sorrows and joys, and he is even more calm at this moment.

He knew that they would meet again.

System: "Xiao Lingling, please be happy, even if you know each other, you can only fall in love spiritually. Hee hee, ~≧▽≦/~ You will be born again in the next world soon~"

"=_=..." Ling Bai sneered and rolled his eyes.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he was indeed a little happy.

The figure in sight became smaller and smaller, and finally blurred into a pool of light shadows, disappearing into the distance.Ling Bai muttered to himself, "I don't know if he will have time..."

System: "Little Lingling, what did you just say?"

Ling Bai: "It's none of your business. Let's talk about the next world."

The system computer quickly sent over the information of the next world, long and long, Ling Bai didn't read a single word, his mind seemed to still be lingering with the smell of the food he just smelled, the smell was like a thin bird The hook hooked out the memory deep in his mind...

Caramel pudding.

Ling Bai remembered this smell.

Before coming to this world, for a long, long time, he would smell this smell every day.

Creme caramel pudding is the signature of the cake shop that Tang Yue later opened, and it is naturally the best seller.He lay on the counter every day, watching the young man behind the counter busy, watching him deliver desserts to others.He just watched, could only watch.This is torture for a soul that cannot eat or drink.

Ling Bai swore secretly that if given the chance...

He'll force him to make pudding for himself!

……

……

On a sunny afternoon after the rain, the air smelled very heavy of mud, and it smelled very uncomfortable.

Ling Bai squatted under the eaves of the convenience store, smoking one cigarette after another, his mind was a little dizzy.The sun lazily shines on everything in the world, including his eyelids, but it seems that there are many things rotting silently in the corner.

Ling Bai lowered his head and sniffed his arm, making sure that the bad smell didn't come from his rotting corpse.The smell of smoke is so good.

System: "Xiao Lingling, smoke less, it's not good for your health."

"Why didn't I hear you say this before." Ling Bai was surprised.

System: "Only when you lose something do you know how to cherish it."

System: "It's easy to stop smoking if you smoke too much, and people also care about your brand new big eagle (*/ω＼*)"

Ling Bai bit his cigarette butt and curled his lips, mockingly, "Hehe, you don't need it anyway."

System: "Heartache!"

Ling Bai finally smoked all the cigarettes he could take out from his pockets, threw the crumpled cigarette case aside, immersed in satisfaction, he fumbled around in the tattered trousers pocket, and found that there was nothing but a lighter inside. And nothing but a phone with a low battery.

There is no doubt that he is now a poor man.

He has no energy left to trouble the system.He thought it was because he smoked too much and became dizzy, but now he realized it was because of hunger.Not just for one day, probably for several days, I didn't eat much, and I felt a faint burning sensation in my stomach, and I couldn't stand up.The pond at his feet reflected his pale, young and haggard face, which was worse than the crabapple flowers that had been damaged by the rain next to him.

"...Are you okay?" Someone was talking to him.

There was a high school near the convenience store, and when school was over, all the students coming and going were walking around him chattering, making his brain hurt from the noise.Ling Bai raised his head, and standing in front of him at this moment was a boy in a white school uniform.The other party was bending over to look at him, with an umbrella that was still dripping on his elbow, and the loose sunlight fell on his amber pupils, which also reflected his distressed appearance at the moment.

Ling Bai didn't have the strength to answer him.

"Are you hungry?"

The boy smiled politely, did not continue to ask, but turned around and took out an unopened piece of bread from his backpack and handed it over, "This is for you to eat." His nails were neatly trimmed, newborn Like a crescent moon, it looks more delicious than that bread.

Ling Bai stared at his hand, feeling that this scene seemed familiar.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the boy put the bread at Ling Bai's feet, and then left.The cold mud splashed on his face, Ling Bai seemed to be unknown.He picked up the bread, unwrapped it, and tentatively took a bite, carefully, as if he had grafted the uneasiness of the first attempt in his memory...

"I have been to this world." It was not a question, but an affirmation.

"Hey, little Lingling, didn't you read the information carefully?"

The system explained: "Little Lingling, you have failed too many times before, so I picked another one from those failure cases for you. Hee hee, it's all a simple elementary world. It just so happens that we also take a break." ~"

Ling Bai bit the bread in his hand expressionlessly, "Hehe, are you planning to starve me to death by resting?"

MD, the more you eat, the more delicious it tastes.

System: "Hey. Little Lingling, you have misunderstood. There are other reasons why you are so hungry. Being poor is just one reason."

Ling Bai: "Oh?"

System: "You are on a diet to lose weight."

Ling Bai: "How can I lose weight as a big man..."

System: "Hee hee, because you want to dance~~"

……

Ling Bai has a special status in this world. His name is Chen Fang, he is 19 years old, and he is a pole dancer.

It's more erotic when you listen to it suddenly, and it's more erotic when you taste it carefully.What's more, according to the information, he is still the shop's signature, and his main selling point is his 24 waist, so many customers come here admiringly.In order to maintain a youthful and light body, Chen Fang is on a diet to lose weight.He is a person with strong willpower, and he will not eat if he says he will not eat.

Ling Bai heard that the whole person is not well.

He has no impression of what the world said, and it was over before he started the strategy. After all, he was not very sensible at that time, and he liked to chase after the protagonist to bite, killing one after another. Experience the plot and go to the next world.

The same is true of this world.He ate the bread sent by the kind-hearted man, regained his strength, and then chased after him non-stop and killed his benefactor, leaving a very delicious impression.

The system looked kindly: "Yes, that is the protagonist."

Ling Bai, who had recovered some of his physical strength, stood up and didn't have time to watch the plot, so he chased after the boy in the direction he left.

The evening sun became golden, and the wet street was like the crust of bread taken out of the oven, dry and warm. Ling Bai sucked his fingers, feeling happy, as if he was walking on the way to the cafeteria.

Ling Bai walked for a while and found the person he was looking for at the second intersection.

The boy was wearing a white headset and was waiting for the bus on the platform.The setting sun shining in the distance was mostly blocked by the erected stop sign, and a cluster of kisses passed through his neck, which was as bright as blood and as a torn wound.

Ling Bai stepped forward without hesitation.

"Little Lingling, impulsiveness is the devil!!" The system thought he couldn't control it again.

"Did I say I was going to bite him?" Ling Bai was speechless.Does he look like one of those idiots who do it all over again?

System: "No. But Xiao Lingling, you never discussed it with others when you actually bitten someone before_(:з"∠)_"

Ling Bai: "MD is nonsense, why should labor and management discuss it with you!!"

System: "Oh."

The other party seems to have forgotten what happened just now, seeing Ling Bai approaching, he didn't react at all, just focused on playing with his mobile phone, and occasionally raised his head to chat with the students next to him.

Before the bus came, Ling Bai wanted to say hello to someone first, express his gratitude for what happened just now, and then logically ask for a contact information.This process is not difficult to implement.

And he did.

however.

"No." The boy took off the headset on one side, and there was a little sarcasm in the amber eyes that looked at him.

"Sorry, you want to know me, but I don't want to know you." He waved his hands towards Ling Bai, turned his head and jumped on the bus. The long figure was stuffed into a window and quickly disappeared, leaving only Ling Bai behind. Bai was alone in the same place with mixed feelings.

Before and after, it feels like a different person.Ling Bai felt strange, he couldn't figure out such a complicated problem with his mind, so he simply put it aside to look through the plot data, and at this moment, the phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly.

Not a phone call, not a text message, but an alarm clock.

The name of the alarm clock is the two words that make his life worse than death - go to work!

At 7:[-] in the evening, when most office workers finish their work, it is also the time when Chen Fang’s special profession starts to work, because the main people they serve are the corporate elites and bosses who have been working hard all day.

The most important thing for people to live is happiness. If life can no longer provide them with enough happiness, they will come out to have fun.

Chen Fang, whose stage name is Fang Fang, is currently working in a nightclub that has only been in business for three years.At first, he was not a pole dancer. Like other teenagers, he was obsessed with hip-hop dancing for several years. Chen Fang's talent in dancing soon became apparent. Not only was he the best dancer among his peers, but he was also well-known locally.With a dream in mind, he successfully passed the re-examination of a certain performing arts studio, but in order to take care of his mother who suddenly fell ill, he finally quit.

The high medical expenses crushed Chen Fang's young shoulders. Because of his age and education, he was unable to find a formal job. He began to earn money as a backup dancer in various night shows.

This world is the most vulgar, the most attractive, and naturally the most profitable business.

By chance, the female pole dancer in the store asked for leave temporarily, and he was pushed onto the stage with a slender figure.He was wearing a stage costume with revealing female tulle, and the ill-fitting stage costume magnified his embarrassment. He danced embarrassingly under the ambiguous lights of the stage, but thunderous applause erupted from the audience, smashing everything vigorously Come here and put him on the top card.Along with it, there was also the money he longed for.

People's perception of pole dancing is usually a girl with a hot body, and a male performer dancing pole dancing really satisfies people's curiosity.They flocked here, at first just to satisfy their curiosity, but they were attracted by his dance.

If it is said that the pole dancers in the past brought a sense of voluptuous sensuality to people, he has a completely different style.

He is very thin and bony, with collarbone, butterfly bone, narrow waist, skinny fingers, and sharp facial lines, all of which seem to break through the shackles of the skin. With the dance, he shines extremely beautifully under the stage light of splendor.It is really beautiful.

Chen Fang became more and more comfortable. Day by day, his body danced on the cold steel pipe as if he had a memory.He closed his eyes, and his ears were filled with cheers and whistles that were born for him.He gradually forgot the days of hip-hop dancing and his dream.He stayed in the dark day and night, and only the banknotes thrown at him could bring him a little warmth.He sat on the side of the hospital bed and held his unconscious mother's hand, put his face on her palm, felt the temperature under the peaceful pulse, and felt that everything was worth it.