Male protagonist, please think twice, I am a villain and cannot kiss you

Feng Qingyue said: "Since we are going to have a competition, let's not waste everyone's time and quickly publicize the rules of the competition."

Director Fan straightened his clothes and said, "The name of the game is 'I am the Challenge King'. The rules of the game are very simple. Everyone draws lots. Whoever draws the note with the word 'King' first will have the opportunity to use the room exclusively in the first round. However, others can challenge the Challenge King. If the Challenge King loses, he will lose the opportunity to use the room exclusively. If he can defend the challenge for three consecutive rounds, then the room will completely belong to the Challenge King."

Feng Qingyue asked: "If the challenger wins and becomes the new challenger king, he still has to defend the match for three rounds before he can completely own the room, right?"

Director Fan said, “Yes.”

Feng Qingyue gave Director Fan a thumbs up and said, "You really know how to have fun, you're such a dog."

Duan Xingyu said, "This game is not right, Director, have you forgotten that Kecheng is a girl? She can't possibly squeeze in with a bunch of us men even if she loses, right?"

He Yanshu said: "This game is not very friendly to girls. Aren't we taking advantage of them?"

Su Huachen suggested: "How about you, Director, book a room for her alone, and let us boys take part in the challenge."

"Don't book a room for me alone." Fang Kecheng's eyes were wide open and he was extremely excited. "How can you be taking advantage of me? It's obviously me who is taking advantage of you."

Fang Kecheng looked at the other six guests and said with a crazy look on his face, "You are all so handsome, how embarrassing! Don't worry, I will definitely not do anything to you. At most, I will just look at your abdominal muscles and biceps or something like that."

All guests: "..."

Were they met with a female pervert? It turns out that they were the victims.

Fang Kecheng didn't care about the cracked expressions on those people's faces, and even started to seriously classify them into types.

The evil and crazy boss type, the unruly and loyal dog type, the cute and adorable puppy type, the steady and reliable type...

It’s over, it’s over. I can’t think about it anymore. If I think about it, I’ll get so excited that my nose will bleed.

[Sister Cheng, hold your saliva, it's about to come out.]

[Sister, she has to be my sister, this is such a big picture. ]

[The ideological awareness of women in the new era is different. Who says that only men can take advantage of women? 】

[Sister Cheng, I have a friend who also wants to see abdominal muscles and biceps. Can you take a photo or even a video? ]

[I have a friend who is dying. Before he dies, he wants to see Mr. Fu’s chest muscles. Sister Cheng can fulfill my friend’s wish.]

[I want to see +1. Mr. Fu has broad shoulders, a narrow waist and a small butt. It is obvious that he is a regular gym-goer. It must feel good to touch. ]

[I am different from those people above. I am more straightforward and just say it directly. I want to see Duan Xingyu without clothes. ]

[I'm not a lustful person. I don't even want to see Mr. Fu's chest and biceps. I just want to see Mr. Fu and An Chen do it for me.]

[Sister...you...your request is deafening to me.]

[Beep, I want to see it too. 】

[People in the comment section, can you please put on your pants before you speak? This is a comment section, not a no-man's land.]

Netizens in the comment section, relying on their anonymity and being unable to be traced online, all spoke boldly and drove on.

An Chen thought about it for a while and put forward a good suggestion, saying: "If you lose, Ke Cheng can sleep on the bed alone, and the others can sleep on the floor."

Everyone looked at An Chen in disbelief. They didn't expect that this man was a killer.

Fu Qianxun looked at An Chen lovingly. It seemed like it would be nice to sleep with An An.

Then he glanced at He Yanshu and Duan Xingyu and curled his lips in disgust.

No, he still had to work hard at the game. When he won the qualification for a double bed room, he could invite An Chen to sleep with him.

Su Huachen asked: "Then how do we compete in this challenge?"

Director Fan said: "In order to be fair and just, I have selected 20 challenging mini-games for you. You can choose the ones you are good at."

Duan Xingyu said: "How can you call your choice fair and just? The real fairness should be that we can choose the game ourselves."

Director Fan said, "If Mr. Fu competes with you in memory, Mr. Feng competes with you in eating bugs, and An Chen competes with you in chewing corn, would you like to compete?"

Duan Xingyu became autistic and stopped talking.

The others burst into laughter.

Feng Qingyue said directly: "I think this can be compared."

An Chen: "... chewing corn, I can do that too."

Duan Xingyu waved his hand and said, "I can't."

The joke was over and everyone started to draw lots.

Unexpectedly, the first person to draw the king was Duan Xingyu.

When he saw the note with the word "king" on it, he excitedly walked around the living room twice and said, "I am indeed the chosen one."

Su Huachen said: "You have to be able to hold on. Look, Teacher Feng can't wait to find a PK game."

On the coffee table next to him, there were signs with various small games written on them. Feng Qingyue took one and said, "I can't help it. I'm old and I don't sleep well. I have to sleep in a separate room. I want to compete with you in arm wrestling."

Duan Xingyu said: "Teacher Feng, are you sure? I am nearly thirty years younger than you."

Fu Qianxun put one hand in his pocket and said bluntly, "It's shameful that you can't beat me when you're thirty years younger."

Duan Xingyu shouted: "How is that possible? I won't lose."

A minute later, Duan Xingyu stood up from the coffee table with a dejected look on his face, and asked in confusion: "Why?"

Feng Qingyue lifted his sleeves and said, "You are young, but you don't exercise. I have been exercising for more than 30 years."

The homeowner is offline for one minute.

He Yanshu then picked a "tickling" game to challenge Feng Qingyue.

The rules of the game are that you win if you tickle your opponent for half a minute without moving your body.

The result was that Feng Qingyue started moving as soon as he started. This fitness expert with more than 30 years of experience was very ticklish.

For the next hour or so, everyone took turns.

Only An Chen found a seat in a corner and sat quietly to watch their game. Fu Qianxun was with him and sat next to him.

Duan Xingyu, who had just been defeated, saw An Chen not moving and asked curiously: "An Chen, aren't you going to PK?"

An Chen said: "It's fine with me. It doesn't matter where I sleep."

If the director has no objection, he can even sleep sitting there.

Fu Qianxun put his hand on An Chen's shoulder and said, "I know you don't like to move. Don't worry, I will definitely help you get this room."

For such a long time, Fu Qianxun did not take action. On the one hand, he was observing the types of skills these people were good at, and on the other hand, he was consuming their physical strength.

The mini-games also test your intelligence.

It's time for him to take action now.

Fu Qianxun walked towards Feng Qingyue, who had won the room back from Su Huachen before.

Having just sent He Yanshu away, he looked at Fu Qianxun who came to challenge him, sighed and said, "Alas, it seems that I will not be able to sleep well tonight. Mr. Fu, what do you want to challenge?"

Fu Qianxun said, "Pick what you are good at, arm wrestling."

Feng Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief, this was indeed what he was good at, he had already successfully defended it twice in a row, if he succeeded in defending it again, it would mean three wins in a row, and this room would be completely his.

Duan Xingyu was watching from the side: "Why is Second Master Fu so generous today? Are you planning to help Teacher Feng?"

In the competition just now, Teacher Feng was sure to win in all strength-based events such as arm wrestling and push-ups.

Fu Qianxun and Duan Xingyu are about the same age, so he naturally thought that he would lose as well.

An Chen said, "He will win."

Duan Xingyu asked: "Which him are you talking about?"

An Chen said: "Fu Qianxun, he will win."

The tone was more confident than before.