Quickly wear the heartthrob: She is always coveted by others

"Brother Xu, who are you talking to on the phone? You're so angry."

"You're still cursing your dad. It's so funny. Hahahaha."

"Guess the prize. I guess the person on the other side is Lao Zhu."

"Nonsense, I can tell the person on the other end is a girl."

"Hmm? Is there something wrong with Brother Xu?"

"Brother Xu, please say something and don't let us guess blindly."

"Don't ask. I'm bothered."

The man sat on the single sofa in the bar with his legs crossed. After hanging up the phone, his irritability was still there and his tone of voice was slightly unhappy.

Several friends looked at each other, they knew that he was holding his breath. Based on their past experience, they guessed that he was probably worried about "work" again, so they immediately stood up and moved away from him.

"Okay, okay, okay. If you keep bothering me, I'll leave first."

At this time, they didn't want to be his "punching bag".

......

Inside the bar, the air was filled with the smell of alcohol and nicotine. Under the flickering lights, strangers in the dance floor were dancing to the beat of the music, enjoying the indulgence and wild passion.

Xu Shuo turned a deaf ear and enjoyed being alone.

The waiter next to him handed him a cigarette and a lighter and carefully lit it for him. Xu Shuo took a light puff and the white smoke slowly rose, blurring his expression.

At the bar, three women had noticed the high-quality man on the sofa early on. They seemed to be nonchalantly touching their hair and sipping their wine, but in fact their eyes were always fixed on the man.

"Wow, so handsome!"

"I can vouch for it based on my twenty-plus years of observing men. This guy is definitely a diamond bachelor, worth a lot of money."

"Hey, are you guys going to go up? If you guys don't go up, I'm going to go."

"Come on, have you ever seen a rich bachelor smoking in a cheap hotel like this?" A woman came over with a drink in her hand, hooked her long hair with her fingers and let it down again, curling her lips in disdain, "I think he's probably some gigolo who's here to show off and pick up girls. At most he's good-looking."

The other three women glared at her in dissatisfaction and were about to retort when a faint coughing sound came from the corner, interrupting their thoughts.

The four of them looked together and found that the man was the subject of discussion.

The man lowered his head slightly and coughed, a cigarette still between his bony fingers. His profile was reflected in the light, making him indescribably handsome and charming.

They indulged themselves in the man's beauty for a while.

Soon, the man's friend came over.

Seeing this scene, he burst out laughing.

"Hey, brother, I was choked by the smoke again."

Another friend snatched the cigarette from the man’s fingers, threw it into the ashtray, pursed his lips, and looked like he wanted to laugh but didn’t dare.

"Brother, seriously, if you can't suck it, don't suck it. We, we won't laugh at you. Not to the point of not laughing, hahahahaha."

Xu Shuo took a sip of whiskey slowly, then raised his leg and kicked him hard and fast.

"Fuck——"

My friend’s smile froze, his expression twisted for a moment, he covered his calf, bent over in pain, and kept saying “Fuck it!”.

The other men were grinning from ear to ear, enjoying the fun.

Xu Shuo frowned slightly.

"In public, use less foul language."

He also picked up the wine glass and deliberately kept a distance from the other party.

A white lotus that emerges from the mud without being stained.

The friend who shouted "Fuck!" gave him a forced smile and slowly raised his middle finger.

.......

The night is long, some people are partying, some are anxious.

Yu Huan is one of those anxious people.

A sudden phone call scared her out of her drowsiness. Submit the manuscript. What manuscript should I submit?

Yu Huan scratched his hair in annoyance, and a memory suddenly came into his mind, as if it had triggered a key person, which came late.

It turns out that she didn't serialize the comics alone. She signed with a special comics company and had a comics editor who was specifically responsible for urging her to submit her manuscripts.

Yu Huan was going crazy. What was wrong with this broken memory? It was stuck and he had to squeeze it out bit by bit.

She asked the system why the memory was delayed.

The human-machine system that had beeped before responded this time.

[Dear host, let me answer your questions here——

You failed in your last world mission, and when traveling through the space-time channel, you unfortunately encountered a space-time countercurrent. The next plane you were originally scheduled to be in was related to this world, so you came to this world by accident and took over the mission of a fast traveler in this world. 】

[As for memory delay or blur, it is a small punishment for your mission failure, please don't take it to heart. ]

Yu Huan clenched his fists and questioned it through gritted teeth.

[Why didn't you say this at the beginning? 】

The human-computer system replied: [Because you didn’t ask.]

Its tone was flat, ignoring Yu Huan's anger, and it continued to output——

[After comprehensive testing by this system, the mission in this world is simple and the risk factor is extremely low. I hope that you can succeed in this mission. I wish you good luck! ]

【Finally, if the system's answer is helpful to you, please move your cute little hands and give it a five-star praise. 】

Yu Huan gave a one-star bad review without hesitation.

Yes, she is so narrow-minded.

The anger subsided a little, but the original distress came back again.

Finished, submission tomorrow!

Isn't this embarrassing for Fat Tiger? !

Anyway, she doesn't need to maintain her character in this world. If it really doesn't work out, she might as well terminate the contract with the comic company.

Yu Huan's eyes lit up, and the more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.

After solving her troubles, she fell into bed and slept soundly.

-

Tuesday, Dream Cafe.

There are fewer customers in the store today than on Monday.

During the lunch break at noon, many shop assistants had comfortable smiles on their faces, chatting one after another, secretly praying that there would be fewer customers every day so that they could have more time to rest.

Hou Yu rubbed his cheeks before eating.

An Lu saw her and came over with a plate. After putting it down, she asked her, "What new performance are you learning?"

Hou Yu said: "I laughed too much this morning and my cheeks hurt."

"I see. Hahahahaha."

An Lu couldn't help but laughed out loud.

She picked up the chopsticks and looked around, "It seems that Yu Huan didn't come today."

Hou Yu ate with big mouthfuls, not surprised at all.

"Yu Huan doesn't have work on Tuesday, that's normal. By the way, what about Song Yang and Tu Bai? Don't you guys eat together every day?"

"Not every day, just occasionally." An Lu rolled her eyes at her.

"I heard from the foreman that Song Yang is sick and has asked for leave. As for Tu Bai, didn't he say he had a dinner party yesterday? He didn't have a shift on Tuesday, and it seems he has another part-time job today."

Hou Yu sighed: "He just finished the college entrance examination, he is working too hard. It seems that his family is really poor. He spent all his good vacation time on part-time jobs. It's really pitiful."

An Lu: "Hey, you can talk to me about this in private, but don't mention it in front of others."

Hou Yu: "Don't worry, I'm not stupid."

At this moment, the beloved Tu Bai was delivering a takeout meal. Since it was his first time and the navigation was not good, he was almost getting dizzy riding his electric scooter around the neighborhood.