Dramatic self-cultivation [Quick Transmigration]

Shen Xinglan was leaning against the wall, holding a flashlight in her right hand and shining it in the direction of the electric meter box.

The man is tall, and he can reach the box by raising his head slightly. With the help of the light source, he opened the box door with his long fingers to check the electric wires inside.

Shen Xinglan looked at it for two seconds: "Can it be repaired?"

If he can't fix it, he will go back to sleep.

Xie Xie lowered his eyes and looked at him. Under the dark light, the young man's skin was snow-white. Because of staying at home all year round, his hands and feet were thin and fragile.

"The fuse is broken, just replace it," he asked, "Do you have a spare?"

Shen Xinglan had the impression that it did exist, but he had to look for it. He said wait a moment, and went to look for it next to the locker.

His home is not big, with one room and one living room, the balcony is well lit, there are no extra decorations, and some books and clothes are scattered on the sofa.

There are half-finished LEGOs on the wooden shelf, and the unfinished food plates are left on the dining table. At a glance, they are all fast food.

After Xie Xi glanced around, Shen Xinglan came back with the fuse.

Changing a fuse is a technical job for ordinary people, but in Xie Xie's hands, it is as simple as twisting a screw.

"Just come over a little bit more." He just said this.

Shen Xinglan moved closer and aimed the flashlight at his hand.

Those hands were as slender as bamboo, with distinct joints, and the cold white light clearly illuminated every tendon and blood vessel on the back of his hands.

Before he could react, the man stepped back a little: "Okay."

He pushed the switch up, and the jingle of the electrical restart suddenly sounded in the room.

The lights turned on, and the room became bright again, suitable for the cold wind to blow out from the air outlet.

Dazed by the light, Shen Xinglan narrowed his eyes, and his vision gradually became clear.

Xie Xie unhurriedly rolled down his cuffs, and unbuttoned two shirt buttons, revealing a clear collarbone. He tilted his head slightly, and the profile of his face looked like a stone carving, and also like a silent distant mountain under the moonlight.

"Thank you." Shen Xinglan put the flashlight back on the table, and said politely, "It's so late, I don't know if you have eaten..."

He walked towards the refrigerator and opened the refrigerator door casually.

Two cans of beer, a lemon, and a bag of dumplings that have been stored for a long time, and the rest are some instant food.

Xie Xie raised his eyebrows, and followed his movement to open the door to see all the items in the refrigerator.

Shen Xinglan didn't think about what would be more suitable as a thank you gift, so Shen Xinglan closed the door again calmly:

"Next time we meet, I'll treat you to dinner."

The corner of Xie Xie's lips curved slightly: "Okay."

The next morning, when Shen Xinglan got up, the first thing she did was go to the bank.

He needs to take care of his current assets.

After entering the bank, the teller enthusiastically recommended various wealth management products to him. Shen Xinglan listened attentively, and then chose the term deposit with the highest profit. If he withdraws it before the time is up, half of the profit will be deducted.

As soon as he finished his work, Song Qingsong called him: "Xinglan, are you free today?"

Shen Xinglan was still calculating how much savings he would have in one year's time, and said absent-mindedly, "What's wrong?"

"Qin Yuan has returned to the country, and I have arranged a reception banquet for her tonight, do you have time to come?"

Qin Yuan, Shen Xinglan's senior who graduated from the same school, supported him a lot and was one of his few important friends.

He stopped counting the deposit and replied, "Go."

Song Qingsong smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll pick you up later."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Xinglan came to the most famous Bihui Restaurant in X City. Their sweet and sour fish was absolutely delicious, which suits his taste very well.

When ordering, the clerk secretly glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and his fingers fluttered on the screen: "How many people?"

"One." Shen Xinglan said concisely and fluently the name of the dish, "Sweet and sour fish, lotus root soup, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, mouthwatering chicken."

The clerk responded and ordered the order for him.

Suddenly came a cold and deep voice from behind: "Mr. Shen?"

Shen Xinglan turned around, the well-tailored linen suit set off his masculine demeanor in a low-key manner, and he wore a pair of rimless gold-rimmed glasses, as if he hadn't expected to see him in this kind of place, and was a little surprised.

Where in life do not meet.

Yesterday, Shen Xinglan just said that he would invite him to dinner next time, but he didn't expect to meet again so soon.

"What a coincidence," Shen Xinglan has always been a person who keeps his promises, so he took the initiative to invite, "If it's convenient, can we have a meal together?"

Xie Xi pondered for a while: "Will it disturb your companion?"

"No." Shen Xinglan said, "I did it myself."

Thank you for a smile, "Then respect is worse than obedience."

Fearing that there would not be enough food, Shen Xinglan added a few more dishes.

He is a frequent visitor here, and there is a private room specially prepared for him. The waiter took him to the second floor and stopped at the entrance of Luming Garden.

Pushing open the door, there are camellias just picked in the morning in a large round-neck vase in the corner, with eustoma and daisies, and the fragrance is floating. Looking out through the bright and spacious window lattice, the birds are stepping on the branches and flapping their wings.

Shen Xinglan picked up the purple sand pot on the table, lit the charcoal in the stove, and warmed the pot to boil the wine.

Thanks for hanging the coat on the hook: "Mr. Shen likes wine tasting?"

"Not to mention," Shen Xinglan said, "just drink whatever you want, a few bottles are stored here."

He looked up and thanked: "What do you want to drink?"

White jade porcelain vases, blue and white porcelain vases, etc. were placed in order of height on the sandalwood shelf against the wall. Labels were affixed to the vases, with the name and date of the wine written in small seal characters.

Xie Xie stood in front of the wooden frame, stroking the wine bottle one by one with his long fingers, as if he could penetrate it, vaguely glimpsed the silent old time.

Shen Xinglan had just finished warming the jug with hot spring water, and when she wanted to ask again, the man came back with a bottle of wine and sat cross-legged in front of him.

Unscrewing the cork, the crow's eyelashes drooped in gratitude, holding the bottle, and pouring it slowly towards the jug.

His hand was steady, and the sweet wine was hanging down from the mouth of the bottle, like a silver thread entering a pool.

The whole picture is like Danqing ink, elegant and unique.

Shen Xinglan looked at his hand, the movement of stretching forward caused his cuff to be pushed back a few inches, his wrist was exposed in the air, and a piece of ancient jade was hung by a black rope around his wrist.

Many people don't like to wear jewelry, not to mention those like Shen Xinglan who need to type on the keyboard to write code.

He stared at the jade for a few seconds: "Are you a doctor?"

"Huh?" Xie Xie put the wine bottle away, and denied, "No."

Shen Xinglan leaned back relaxedly, grabbed a futon and put it in his arms: "Your hands are very steady, suitable for being a surgeon."

Thank you, the corners of his lips ticked slightly: "You are a programmer, right?"

Shen Xinglan:?

He opened his eyes slightly, like a cat: "Did the property tell you?"

After thinking about it, I was wrong. In contemporary society, private information is extremely confidential. Without permission, it is impossible for the property to say so much.

Xie Xie raised his eyebrows: "Is this hard to guess?"

Shen Xinglan was silent for two seconds: "I didn't guess it."

Xie Yi covered his lips and smiled, and naturally changed the subject: "How do you make so much wine?"

For ordinary people, this is not a difficult question to answer.

Shen Xinglan is a person without a past, because of amnesia, the first half of his life was covered in a thick fog, and even he himself has not seen it clearly.

The charcoal makes a slight burning sound, the temperature rises, and the mellow wine smell permeates, filling the room.

Shen Xinglan thought for a while.

"do not know."

He murmured: "I'm not very good either."

The rest of the words are not finished, so it is not very clear.

The air suddenly became quiet.

Across the gap, the man suddenly moved. He sat up, leaned over slightly, his fingers passed through the scent of wine, and gently stroked his hair.

Shen Xinglan heard him say gently, "Take your time."

The temperature in the room was inexplicably higher, and he felt slightly hot at the base of his ears.

The food delivery robot knocked on the door and came in to deliver the food. The secretly surging heat was interrupted by the door opening.

There are large glass windows in the private room, through which you can glimpse the scenery of the courtyard while eating.

For the entertainment of guests, restaurants often set up bands or warm-up programs in the yard.

Today just in time for the [-]th anniversary of the hotel, the host on the stage in the courtyard enthusiastically introduced the event.

Shen Xinglan glanced at it, and stopped with his chopsticks.

"Holographic game and hand speed, No.1 can win a million prize."

When the host introduced the prize amount, Shen Xinglan looked down intently.

Xie Yi followed his line of sight and smiled lightly: "Want to go?"

Games and money were things Shen Xinglan could not refuse, so he nodded.

When I went downstairs after dinner, there were more people queuing up to watch. Many people were eager to try, but they returned disappointed.

"It's so hard to hit it, I don't have enough eyes, I don't know where it will come out."

"It's so scary. After the headshot, there is blood everywhere. The patient with bloodsickness said he was going crazy."

"There is a reason why the bonus is so high. Damn it, who designed it?"

"It's difficult, but it's also fun."

When Shen Xinglan went to sign up, he thanked him for being with him, and he asked, "Are you going to participate too?"

After writing his name on the registration form, the man in a suit and leather shoes was elegant and calm: "Try it."

Xie Xie looked at someone who is not good at playing games, so Shen Xinglan took the vaccination in advance: "It will be a little difficult."

The man looked down at him: "Then please teach me."

Being watched like this, it was hard for Shen Xinglan to say no.

It's not that Shen Xinglan has never played similar games before, the most challenging thing is reaction speed and intelligence.

After entering the game, to rescue the hostages, there will be monsters coming and interfering in the middle, so you have to look at the picture to judge the best route at the first time.

He briefly said the precautions, and thanked: "Okay."

The people who left the game were all in a trance, suspicious of life, and the atmosphere at the scene was very tense.

Everyone felt that it was impossible for anyone to pass the level, and soon it was Shen Xinglan's turn.

Xie Xie went first, and after sitting on the holographic seat, he closed his eyes.

Others can't see the game screen, but can only see the accumulated points, and one point is added for hitting a monster.

As a result, everyone saw that the score, which had been increasing slowly, skyrocketed like a rocket after this handsome young man entered the game.

Onlookers:  …

Was the monster attacking in groups and then being wiped out by the group?

Before that, the highest record was only lasted for 3 minutes, but Xie Xie lasted until 5 minutes, and it seemed to be the last level.

Shen Xinglan calculated his hand speed and reaction speed in his mind, and couldn't help but marvel.

Just when everyone thought he would pass the level with a perfect score and win the first place, the score stopped at 99.

Then the light on the screen went out, and he failed to rescue the hostages before the health value cleared.

"Wow, what a pity."

"Just one point!"

Xie Yi got up from the holographic recliner and left, straightened the wrinkles on the suit, and looked at Shen Xinglan: "It's your turn."

The process of entering the game is a bit like every time Shen Xinglan enters the fast travel world.

People who played the game before said that the environment in the game is dark and the monsters are disgusting and terrifying. Shen Xinglan is already mentally prepared.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the grass was green, the sky was full of sunshine, and colorful neon signs were hanging in the sky. Many cute and cute dumplings were walking towards him with gurgling sounds from their mouths.

Shen Xinglan:?

That's it?