The system begs me to exploit the male protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Bilan's eyes are obsessed, fiery, and cherished once lost.

He had set foot in the entire western waters, exploring every inch where a starfish could be hidden, but he still couldn't find his shark king.

Bilan firmly believed in the brilliance of Tang Yanfeng, so she never gave up her pursuit.

He had imagined the reunion scene a long time ago, he would look up at Tang Yanfeng, show a sly and mischievous smile like before, or get into the arms of the king, and act like a baby to him in a dissatisfied tone...

But he didn't expect that with the rotation of the gears of time, he had grown so tall that he didn't need to look up. He even forgot to reach out his hand when we met again for the first time. Only now can he give this belated hug.

If any intelligent creature spends a long time just looking for one person, his emotion will become stronger under the baptism of time; what's more, Bilan's emotion for Tang Yanfeng is not simply admiration.

The mermaid just got out of the water, and her body temperature was a little cool, but Tang Yanfeng paid more attention to Bilan's slightly trembling arms.

He raised his hand hesitantly, and rubbed the honey-blonde curly hair resting on his shoulders according to muscle memory.

"……Do not be sad."

"I've found you, and I'm not sorry."

"But I have no memory of what you said."

The mermaid rubbed against him again, and the words were so sweet that honey could be squeezed out: "It doesn't matter, the power of the mermaid will return to your body sooner or later, and I will always be here with you."

"I don't care if you're fine," Tang Yanfeng said calmly, "but I'm going out to work tomorrow."

The blue siren suddenly raised his head: "?"

In the deep sea, a siren with a bright blue fish tail sits in two huge clam shells, its curly hair slowly floats with the water waves, in front of it are crowded sea creatures, casting huge shadows, like a continuous of dark clouds.

The night vision ability of these marine creatures is very strong. The whale shark, turtle and dolphin all looked at the mermaid who was many times smaller than them, quietly waiting for his order.

"I'm going to the human realm for a while to find a partner."

The Siren asks no one's consent, but declares to his subjects a given.

The marine creatures nodded in understanding. For them, a partner is indeed the top priority.

A green-tailed nudibranch and a scarlet anemone, also atavistic monsters, approach, begging to go to land with the siren.

Haitu couldn't hold back her curiosity, and asked softly, "What is the siren's partner like?"

"He is very beautiful... His tail is the most beautiful I have ever seen. He has a graceful and charming figure, the most melodious singing voice, the water flow surrenders to the tip of his tail, and he is so fascinated..."

Siren didn't realize that his face was a little red.

The dolphins rubbed against the whale next to them, and looked at each other knowingly—their young king's first love was as green as a boy.

Xi Shi is in the eye of the beholder, no matter how sharp his claws are when he shreds the invading enemies, he is just a young man whose age is a fraction of theirs.

The anemone's words were much more straightforward: "Siren, he sounds like a projection of your imagination."

The Siren didn't want to argue, so he snorted.

"You'll know when you see him."

No one can resist his charm.

The Sirens landed with sea hares and sea anemones, and the ancestral monster department in the West had already received his notice on the land and prepared a complete identity, clothes and money for him.

There are two types of monsters in the world. One is that human beings have awakened the blood of ancestral monsters and obtained some of the abilities of monsters, which is very limited; the other is the real monsters that have been passed down through the ages.

The latter are extremely rare, but that doesn't mean they don't exist.The real monsters are much more powerful than the ancestral monsters, and they often don't want to participate in human society. They choose a hidden place to sleep until the end of time, occasionally poking their heads to see what the world looks like, and then go back to sleep peacefully.

They are often recorded by the ancestral monster organization, passed down from generation to generation, remembered and feared.

The ancient monsters in most countries are very free-wheeling, except for the big monsters in country C who have the habit of sheltering one side and sacrificing themselves for others for no reason, the big monsters in other countries are like nuclear bombs that need to be vigilant.

Before the Sirens landed, they would actually notify the Human Monster Department. This law-abiding behavior almost didn't make the Ancestral Monster Department shed tears of relief.

The Ancestral Monster Department figured out the siren's preferences, and sent a handsome and non-aggressive red-haired little curly to greet him, offering the necessary things, and asking respectfully: "Sir, what do you want to do? I can Be your most loyal guide."

The siren was not used to the tight feeling of the clothes, so he tore off a button casually, revealing the tight skin of his chest.The little curly hair twitched the corners of his eyes in pain: that button is a fine gem.

"I want to participate in "Sing and Dance to Heaven"."

Little Curly still had a standard warm smile on his face. He blinked, but didn't react, and doubted his ears: "What?"

The sea anemone glanced at Curly with the look of a country bumpkin, and the sea rabbit softly reminded: "It's the show held here, and the Siren's partner is there."

--What program?

— what companion?

— Am I dreaming?

For a moment, Little Curly heard the real-time communication device on his ears roaring with question marks.

"The mermaid king wants to participate in the singing and dancing show, and also wants to sneak into the people inside!"

"Then let him dive?"

"This program has attracted a lot of attention..."

"Oh my god... I was still paying attention to the information of the show this morning. How did this deep-sea mermaid know about this show?"

"Quickly contact the program team——!!!"

The program team was interviewed by the special department of the country, and was so scared that they got into trouble for themselves.

"...Wait a minute, you mean, just three people are going to be inserted?"

The person in charge of the program group had a fussy smirk on his lips, his body language relaxed, and he waved his hand proudly: "You can insert ten! The number of people in our program group's audition has already exceeded [-], and it is enough to convey it. Do I need to come here specially?"

...it is necessary, really necessary.

Little Curly felt like a tank that was constantly inflated with no outlet, and was about to explode, but he couldn't reveal more at all, and could only say vaguely: "That's okay, that's okay."

The person in charge thought for a while and became serious: "By the way, sir, fairness is the top priority in our program group. Even if it's someone you put in your words, you can't engage in shady affairs, and you can only compete based on his strength."

Little Curly: "...no problem."

F**k, the Siren King is participating in the competition, so there is no room for them to be shady?His own strength is the biggest shady.

Little curly hair made a cross in his heart for this year's contestants: who made you unlucky and bumped into a siren, this time you are destined to run with you.

Tang Yanfeng cut off the power, and watched the house plunge into darkness, including the bathtub that hadn't moved this morning.

The expression on the mermaid's face when he heard the news that he was going on a long trip the next day was really funny. There was panic in the daze, and the mermaid's tail unconsciously slammed on the wall, making a net-shaped crack.

"I won't be back for months..."

"No, I'm going to find out what it is, and I won't leave you again."

The mermaid rubbed against him, curled up its tail and dived back, with panic like burning eyebrows.

There were no strange things in the bathtub this morning, and Tang Yanfeng didn't know what Bilan was trying to figure out.

Tang Yanfeng finished recalling, handed the suitcase to Xiaoluyan's assistant, and said, "Let's go."

The suitcase is very large, and it looks as wide as the waist of two assistants in cross-section, but the assistant easily pulls and carries the trunk, as if it is not a box full of things, but a book, a basketball or a box of chocolate.

The assistant pulled off the sunglasses above his head, sat in the driver's seat, turned to Tang Yanfeng and whistled: "Let's go, host."

They arrived not too early or too late, two of the four instructors had already arrived, one was Chloe, when she saw Tang Yanfeng, she stretched out her hand to cover her rose red lips, and blew a hot kiss to him;

The other man is dressed in dark colors. He looks handsome and looks a little serious. His qualifications are the oldest among the four instructors. He is proficient in using various voice skills and has strict requirements on pitch. He will not tolerate any mistakes in accuracy. , but the dance style is slightly limited, and it is not suitable for too soft dance.

Tang Yanfeng greeted him: "Teacher Quentin." Although no one can surpass his popularity, he also knows basic manners.

Quint nodded lukewarmly, and looked at the thin magazine in his hand, looking very focused.

There were slightly chaotic footsteps at the door, and an assistant in the same dark-colored clothes was holding the door frame out of breath: "Mr. Quint, we don't know what to do with you, we need you to come over..."

Tang Yanfeng stopped and asked Kunt politely: "I'm going to the tutor's residence too, together?"

Quint nodded reservedly, straightened his collar, and got up holding the book of the magazine: "Yes."

A thin piece of paper flew up from the magazine, and landed lightly in the middle of the circle surrounded by Tang Yanfeng, Quint, and Quint's assistant.

In Tang Yanfeng's peripheral vision, Kunt's complexion changed drastically, and he quickly reached out to pick it up, but he still couldn't pass the assistant's mouth: "That's it, Mr. Kunt! Tang's personal photo collection and autographed posters! You have posted them on your wall. No more!"

Quint's whole body seemed to be frozen, even the movement of his eyelids stopped.

Tang Yanfeng, who was not recognized by the assistant while wearing a mask, felt the system behind him laughing and pulling his clothes on the back.

Chloe's playful voice trailed behind the three: "Oh—look what I found? Some people want to hide their liking from their idols."

"But he failed spectacularly! Hahahahahahaha—"

The word "gorgeous" was bitten hard, like a punch to Quint, he didn't care whether he walked together or not, picked up the photo, staggered and pushed the assistant out.

Before going out, I accidentally bumped into the mentor who came last, and said sorry in the confusion.

The new instructor has green hair, a fresh style, and a good temper. He didn't care about the collision just now, looked at Tang Yanfeng with a smile, and opened his mouth to hold him up: "Wow, the king of singing and dancing at the top of the pyramid, I have admired him for a long time, I am you The same period, Qingwu."

He has complete makeup, and there are some fine glitters in the corners of his eyes, and he speaks Chinese in a soft voice.Chloe didn't understand, and blinked in confusion.

Tang Yanfeng didn't wear makeup, but the exposed eyes alone could easily overwhelm the other party's well-dressed appearance.

He casually said in lingua franca: "Do I know you?"

This time, Chloe understood, and laughed out loud: "My dear, you are so hot when you look so arrogant."

In the audition venue for the competition, all the contestants were paying close attention to a corner.

There was an open area deliberately separated by someone, and there stood three contestants with extremely outstanding appearance.

On the back right is a woman, with milky white and pink cheeks, not tall, with a natural delicacy in every move, looking soft and glutinous, like glutinous rice cakes that tremble when poked;

On the back left is a man with a cool style. His hair is white and purple, and there are many thorn-like decorations on his body. He looks spicy and intimidating, and he is not easy to get close to.

But it was the two of them in front of them that caught the most attention.

He held his head up slightly, with a somewhat impatient and indifferent expression. His golden hair was scattered freely, as if he had absorbed a touch of the sun's brilliance; the blue eyes that should have been romantic and affectionate at this moment only made people feel arrogance and alienation from himself.

He stood in the field, but he didn't pay attention to anyone.

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The author has something to say:

small theater:

At this moment, the Western Atavistic Monster Organization is making a love plan for the Siren, targeting at which player the Siren really likes.

Later, I found out that the Sirens actually liked the tutor:?