The protagonist is super fierce [Quick Transmigration]

At this time, in Lin Dao's sea of ​​consciousness, the system that watched the whole drama for free is expressing emotion:

System: "I really want to find out the psychological shadow area of ​​the protagonist!"

System: "This situation reminds me of a common saying: If you don't eat mutton, you'll get yourself into trouble—it's so miserable that the system can't even see it!"

System: "I originally thought it was almost over when I got to Tiaoming, but I didn't expect that there would be a climax later... Lin Dao, you poke the protagonist's heart like this, your conscience is really bad!"

Seeing that Lin Dao didn't say a word, he was still putting on the scene of the miserable male lead, and he was not moved by anything outside.

System: "I thought you really planned to have sex with him! I don't understand why you refuse to sleep with him once, maybe you can get full favorability points?"

Lin Dao finally replied this time: "Of course I can't be serious with him, and I don't really plan to sell myself—besides, if I really eat it, I won't know how to cherish it."

The system didn't know whether it was a compliment or a derogation and said: "So you only planned to show it or not to eat it from the beginning? You are too insidious as the executor!"

Lin Dao replied indifferently: "This is just a strategy, not sinister. Please change the compliment, thank you!"

The system looked at Han Zhao who was following behind, and couldn't help reminding: "The protagonist has been following you, aren't you going to do something?"

Lin Dao said coldly, "Don't worry about him!"

System: "Then Lin Dao, what are you going to do next?"

Lin Dao said without hesitation: "What to do, live your own life."

System: "Aren't you going to attack the protagonist?"

Lin Dao looked confident: "It doesn't have to be in front of him to be a strategy-everything is too late, too proactive sometimes backfires, and then I'm going to let him go. Since he can follow me all the way, it means that he has treated me well. If you pay attention, he will find a way to get close to me without me taking the initiative."

System: "I don't understand, why did you have to use such a drastic way to let him know the truth? You can clearly explain it well!"

Lin Dao didn't explain directly, but instead asked the system: "Have you ever watched that kind of bloody romance drama?"

The system asked strangely: "I saw it, what's the matter?"

Lin Dao: "Do you know why the hero doesn't like the gentle, considerate, talented, talented fiancee who loves him wholeheartedly, but he just falls in love with the heroine who is rude, confused, intelligent, touching, makes him look ugly, and hates him?"

System: "But wasn't that arranged by the director? There must be no such unreasonable things in real life. This is the author's yy!"

Lin Dao: "Although this plot is indeed brain-dead, it is not without reason."

System: "What?"

Lin Dao: "Love, to put it bluntly, is the secretion of dopamine. In theory, as long as it can stimulate a person to secrete dopamine, love can be produced. If you want someone to fall in love with you, you must first make that specific object curious about you. He surprises him, makes him feel fresh, and makes him want to delve into you. If a person is not even curious about you, if he knows what you think and what you will do at a glance, he will not be able to fall in love with you. ...Although the way the female protagonist stimulates the male protagonist in romantic dramas is rather strange, it can indeed achieve the effect of making him interested, just like the line of the domineering president: Woman, you have successfully caught my attention!"

The system has an embarrassing look on its face: "... I have been taught."

The system was silent for a while, and then couldn't help asking: "But you don't have to do this. Through the system's observation, the protagonist fell in love with you at first sight the first time he saw you!"

Lin Dao: "All love at first sight can only reach the level of liking. Just liking is not enough, I have to make him fall in love with me!"

After Lin Dao said this, he despised the system without a trace: "What's more, isn't there still a one-month deadline? After the one-month shielding period, negative emotions will rebound! If you continue to procrastinate like this, when will Only then can you conquer the protagonist? ——If you haven’t completed the strategy after the blocking time, do you want me to fall in love with the protagonist?”

The system blushed for a moment after hearing this, and quickly changed the subject: "Lin Dao, if you come here like this, will the protagonist fall in love with you?"

Lin Dao didn't care if he changed the subject, and continued: "It's not enough yet, but I have given him enough stimulation, and he will definitely not be able to resist investigating me and exploring all my past... I believe that knowing those After that, he will definitely fall in love with me!"

After Lin Dao came to this conclusion, he took the initiative to ask again: "Do you think that Han Zhao Mingming has done nothing and knows nothing, but he wants to take the blame for He Yu? He is very innocent, very pitiful, and very wronged?"

The system was told by Lin Dao about the central matter, and immediately asked, "Isn't it?" The system could sympathize with the protagonist when watching a play.

Lin Dao categorically denied: "No, this person is not innocent at all! The boss pays for the actions of his subordinates—since he chose to believe He Yu and let He Yu apologize to me instead of telling me himself, then You have to bear the consequences of doing this... Besides, He Yu did this entirely for Han Zhao, and Han Zhao is the ultimate beneficiary. If it weren't for Han Zhao's power, how could He Yu threaten me like this?"

Lin Dao: "Besides, Han Zhao has to learn to be more mature, and he can't continue to be fooled by He Yu like this, otherwise he will continue to suffer from boredom in the future. I did this to let him grow up quickly-I don't want to be with someone Little brats who don’t know anything about falling in love!”

System: The executor is so ruthless and unreasonable, but he can put on a posture of "I'm doing it for your own good". You can't say that what he said is wrong...but the system knows that the last sentence is actually the key point——Speaking of Lin Dao You're the brat now, okay?You are younger than Han Zhao!

The system groaned in his heart for a while, then ran away silently.Lin Dao returned to the hospital ward, holding his mother's hand reluctantly, with a relieved smile on his face: "Mom, I'm back."

Han Zhao watched Lin Dao enter the hospital with his own eyes before turning around and leaving.As soon as he got home, he immediately found someone to investigate Lin Dao's past, and the result of the investigation made him even more regretful: he finally knew why Lin Dao treated him so badly.

It turned out that before meeting him, Lin Dao and his son had done good deeds twice and were rewarded by kindness and revenge. For this reason, they had to bear huge debts. Lin's father even died young because of this, and Lin Dao himself was forced to drop out of school to shoulder the burden of life... Even so, he still saved Myself, but what I did, undoubtedly stabbed a knife in his scarred heart. He is not even an adult... What is the difference between me and those low-minded people who reward virtue with resentment?

After that hotel date, Han Zhao finally knew that his heart could have been more painful, ten times more painful than when he first learned the truth!

Han Zhao called Secretary He in a trance: "Secretary He, do you know... three days ago, Lin Dao's mother had a heart attack..."

He Yu over there sensed that his young master was not in the right condition, so he said "Oh" cautiously, and then asked cautiously, "And then? She... died?" He couldn't help feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

"Hehe..." Han Zhao laughed weakly for a while until tears came out, and then continued in a desolate tone: "If he hadn't been rescued in time... that night... he wouldn't have asked me to recommend himself as a pillow mat... and He took a knife to kill me..."

"What?" Secretary He was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly asked: "Master, are you okay? Are you injured?" Secretary He asked, taking the car keys and going out, "Are you here now?" Where? I'll come right over!"

"You don't need to come here, I don't want to see you now." Han Zhao's voice was very soft, and his tone was not strong, but he managed to hold Secretary He in place and couldn't move.

Secretary He could only hear Han Zhao's rapid breathing from the other side, as if he was holding back something, and then Han Zhao suppressed his resentment and pain: "Why...why did you do that? You don't know Lin Dao is Someone I like...I like him, I love him...you hurt him, it's no different from hurting me!"

"Master, I..." Secretary He knew that what he had done had been exposed, but at this time, besides the fear of being fired, he also felt distressed and guilty for Han Zhao.No matter what he did, his original intention was always to make his young master happy, never thinking of hurting him.

"Hahaha..." Han Zhao's sudden laughter made Secretary He terrified, for fear that the young master's spirit would be disturbed by the stimulation. Fortunately, Han Zhao's self-deprecating words came from the other side soon: "You still asked me if I was injured?" No...how could he hurt me? How dare he hurt me!—but I would rather he beat me and scold me than see him condescend... At least that way I won't feel so bad..."

"Uncle He, I'm so sad...what should I do? Tell me...how can I not be sad..." Han Zhao suddenly said softly in pain and hesitation, the confusion and helplessness in his tone could be clearly seen through the phone.

Secretary He's eyes turned red when he heard Han Zhao's name that he hadn't called since he was an adult.At this moment, he extremely regretted his original behavior - he really didn't want to hurt his young master...but now it made him suffer so much... After all, he was wrong!

After Han Zhao hung up the phone, there was another person who was in pain and wandering in this quiet night.