Zha Gong You Don’t Know Love [Quick Transmigration]

Sharon had just taken off his helmet when he heard the doorbell ring.

"Fuck," Sharon said, "is it such a coincidence?"

The system said: "Actually, this is the third time it has rang..."

"Damn it, you didn't say it earlier!" Xia Lang rolled off the sofa and ran to the door to open it.

As soon as he opened the door, Xia Ran's shoulders trembled due to a gust of cold wind, and he flinched. He felt guilty for not opening the door in time. In such a cold day...

As he thought this way, he moved his eyes to a higher place, and a standard domineering president face that resembled Su Xiuxiu came into view.

Xia Lang blinked hard: "Brother?"

Has he not woken up from the mission world yet?Why is there a Su Xiu in front of him?

It was a man in his twenties, wearing a well-crafted black suit. Seeing someone suddenly open the door, he took a step back and stood up straight.

When the man heard this name, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Xia Ran looked down, only to find that the man was holding a paper bag between his slender fingers - the tea of ​​joy was printed on it.

It was only then that Sharon realized that he was indeed not wrong in reality.

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry, my eyes are blurred," Sharon patted his face to wake himself up, and then reached out to take the milk tea: "Thank you--"

This VIP treatment is too amazing, it's actually handsome guys who come to deliver milk tea every time!

——Actually, Sharon is face-blind, and he didn't realize at all that the milk tea delivery person he saw now was the same person who came a few hours later.Am I delusional?Sharon thought,

But he found that he didn't move it.

The man on the opposite side tightly held the milk tea in his hand, and smiled at him: "Are you Xia Ran? Nice to meet you."

The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing the smile of a standard domineering president.

Sharon's goosebumps fell all over the floor.

This feeling is like a real-life person suddenly acting like a Two-dimensional paper man, and you can’t tell he’s wrong, but it’s just…

Weird.

"Do you mind if I go in and sit down?" The president supported the door frame with one hand, and held Xia Ran's milk tea in the other, and looked at Xia Ran with his head resting on his arm, showing a look that he thought was cool and domineering.

Sharon took a step back in fear.

To be honest, this person is really weird...he's a little scared.

"Who are you? I don't know you." He blocked the door to prevent that person from entering, only thinking about how to snatch the milk tea from that person's hand and then close the door...

The man seemed to realize that Xia Lang was a little afraid of him at this time, recalling the secret of seduction given to him by his friend, raised his eyebrows slightly, and wanted to pick Xia Lang's chin: "Man, you will fall in love with me."

His good friend said that no one can resist the attack of such a domineering president.

Xia Lang realized that the delivery man in front of him might have some brain problems, or he had played too many games.

There was a drop of sweat on his forehead, and he watched the delivery man standing at the door and staring at him speechlessly, with a twitching smile on his lips?

"If you don't give me the takeout, you will go to your boss to complain about you!" Xia Lang was about to grab the milk tea bag, but the man dodged it.

"Are you seducing me?" The CEO put the milk tea back and asked, "Little fairy?"

Sharon glanced at the president as if he was insane.

A trace of doubt flashed in the CEO's eyes, this is completely different from the plot his friend said.

"You just need to say three words," my friend pushed the glasses with thick wine bottle caps, found a script called "Overbearing President Falls in Love with Me" from the thick program, and said to him: " He will love you."

— Man, you will love me.

—Are you seducing me, goblin?

Looking at Xia Lang's appearance, the corners of the president's mouth rose slightly, and he smiled evilly.

There is a third sentence.

The president silently recited the secrets that his friend gave him. Although he felt that his friend was unreliable, he was the largest love game manufacturer in the country after all. He felt that he, who had zero love experience, still needed to refer to his opinion.

My friend said, the first word should be pronounced in a low voice - "very good",

My friend said, the second word should be accentuated - "you"

My friend said, the third word is to show the smile that I have seen through you - "success"

My friend said, the fourth word has to raise the corners of the eyes slightly - "caused"

My friend said, the fifth word should have a cool and aggressive arc-"my"

My friend said, don’t think about anything after reading, just wait for the other person to fling shyly into your arms——“Pay attention”

But what greeted him was the sound of closing the door with a touch.

While he was concentrating on reciting his lines, Xia Lang grabbed the milk tea in his hand and closed the door.

"The man is very ill," he said.

The system was still floating in mid-air, and didn't see what happened at all, except that Sharan closed the door with a touch.

"What's wrong? Host?"

"I think you can contact the courier who delivered food to me today and ask him to cooperate with you in an anti-addiction assessment." Sharon rubbed the goosebumps on his body: "It's terrible."

He just realized suddenly, isn't this the line in the light-chasing game he played!

This is how many overbearing boss games you have played to say such a thing!

"I have to control the amount of games I play," Xia Lang said painfully, "I'm afraid that one day I will become like him."

As he spoke, he opened the packaging bag of milk tea, and then made a miserable sound.

"Damn! That sand sculpture delivery man!" Xia Lang looked at the milk tea in front of him in disbelief: "My milk cap is layered!!!! It's all his fault!!!"

If it wasn't for that person's nervous refusal to give him milk tea, how could he?

"Layered milk-covered tea..." Xia Lang held the cup in front of him, and said heartbrokenly, "It's a soulless woo-woo..."

Xia Lang blacklisted the sand sculpture delivery man in his heart, and planned not to release him for the rest of his life.

Monk Zhang Er, the president who was locked outside, was puzzled and didn't know what happened.

He did every step according to what his friend said. Why was the result different from what he expected?

He called his friend who is the president of Zhuiguang, and told what happened: "...I followed the process you said, why did his reaction differ from what you said?"

President Zhuguang wondered: "No way? I wrote it based on his game data in our place. He had the strongest heartbeat reaction when he heard these few words?"

If Xia Lang is here, he might want to spray a sip of milk tea on President Zhuguang's computer.

He reacted more violently, so he was disgusted, okay?

He also complained in the live broadcast that the line setting in Chasing Light was too scary.

"If someone talks to me like that," Sharan said, "I'll go up and slap him and make him disappear."

"Are you lying to me?" The president of Milk Tea said, "Why do I think those lines are so weird?"

If his friend hadn't patted his chest to assure him, he would never have said that.

"There's really no problem." Zhuguang President pushed his glasses and said, "Our programmers' words are all supported by data."

——You let a programmer teach you how to fall in love, it is better to let a rooster teach you to lay eggs, really.

"Then what should I do now?" the president of Milk Tea said, "I missed an opportunity! You know what! I don't have a name yet, okay! It's already more than [-] words! I should be the most failed crispy duck literary hero OK!"

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry," said the president of Zhuguang, "I'll design a game for you, so that you can interact with Sharan in it, how about it?"

"Oh?" The CEO of Milk Tea raised his eyebrows, this idea is not bad.

"Really," President Zhuguang's fingers flew up on the keyboard: "I analyzed the data of the two of you, and tailored a world that is most suitable for you—"

After clattering his fingers on the keyboard for a while, he stopped his hands: "I have to tell the story of the domineering president and the cold-blooded school girl who met under the cactus by the Daming Lake after being fucked by me."

Xia Lang drank milk tea and didn't know what happened.

This time he rested for several days before entering the next world, because he was very scared by the delivery boy who was addicted to the game before.

"What kind of world do you want this time?"

The mechanical sound of the system rang in Sharan's ears after a long absence.

"Emmmm..." Sharon thought for a moment, "I want a tougher one."

He's tired of playing the pathetic giver.

"Okay, I've arranged it for you!"