[Quick Transmigration] The Truman Show

Holy Roman Empire

……

Adam was forced to go offline.

His computer was hacked.

Seeing the ironic word "BROILER" flashing on the screen, there was a "buzz" in my head, and the anger suddenly shot up, and it went straight to my forehead. I couldn't hold back the flames, and the anger burned brightly The amber eyes were as bright as a wild cat at the moment, and the sharp white teeth were exposed to the screen, which looked like claws, so powerful.

Sir Laurence! ! !

Broiler chicken, you are a broiler!

Damn it, Master Hei's computer came again, and he dared to show off his might to him!

BROILER—broiler, also known as a puppet machine, refers to a machine that has weak protection, has loopholes, or has been hit by a Trojan horse, or has a back door, and can be remotely controlled by hackers. As long as the hacker is willing, he can "enter and exit freely". Ordinary people's computers are like meat on other people's chopping boards, they can eat whatever they want.

In the hacker circle, due to the integrity of hackers, generally they will not attack the computers of ordinary people, and "catching chickens" is considered a very embarrassing thing.However, Adam has never been a man of integrity, and he has done more than one attack on chickens. What's more, he doesn't even consider himself a hacker.

But no matter what, at this moment, he has become a broiler at the mercy of others. This kind of humiliation made him crack his canthus, chew his teeth, and blush.

……

The black screen flickered again, and after the signal was reconnected, the serious face of the old sister who did not recognize her relatives and was business-like appeared.

"Adam, who allowed you to hack into the program group Cycab's control system?! You are so capable, why don't you go to hack the Pentagon and think you are a hacker if you can catch a few broilers?"

Cycab, the Empire driverless bus, was put into operation ten years ago, equipped with a camera with dual lenses, laser sensors that act as "eyes" and a special GPS system called "real-time motion GPS", which can reach a speed of 40 kilometers per hour and is used for To reduce pollution and congestion, traffic control centers are generally responsible for scheduling.

In this program, the LOVE program group applied to the control center to rent a Cycab.

But just after the live broadcast of the program started, before Cycab set off, they suddenly lost contact.

……

"Could it be that Laurence filed a criminal complaint! I knew it was him, a scumbag," as soon as the name was mentioned, Adam became furious, "Why did he hack my computer, this scumbag is simply shameless..."

"Adam!" Eva frowned, and taught, "Keep your mouth clean. If he didn't care about you as a bastard, how could he hack your broken computer? If you hijack Cycab, you will be sentenced. Your own marks are so obvious, and you have such a big handle, do you really think that the police are fools—if he hadn’t erased your marks just now, do you really think that you can escape the police with your skills?! Heh, he has been so good all these years No matter how much you have prejudiced against him, he is still your half-brother!"

Adam hung his head, feeling terribly wronged in his heart, "Why is it wrong for me to blackmail others, but it's right for Laurence to blackmail me—"

"Within half an hour, rush to the show console, and cooperate with the director to be your show host and improvisational screenwriter. If you finish your work, you will make up for it, and I will let it go." Eva sneered, "Oh, you are very familiar with this , isn't it?"

Adam was stunned speechless, the black history and so on are really unimportant. Adam hacked several two-star variety shows when he was eleven or twelve years old, and another three-star variety show when he was 13 years old, but he was young and frivolous. Now that he is mature, he has never done such two-star variety shows again.Moreover, at the time, he just felt that the narrator host was too boring and the task he released was too simple, so he stole the roles of the host and screenwriter. In the end, the ratings exploded, didn't they?

"What about the guest of the show? Have you found someone to save the show?" Adam was still thinking of being silly at this time, and said weakly, "I have a candidate here, Eva, do you want to consider it?"

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The bus with the black advertising body is still going around the city along the established track.

Truman's strategy progress has been refreshed again. He is used to being pinched by his wife and molested by her. He even dares to put his hairy head on her strong shoulder, sneak his eyes into her shirt, and stare at her with a guilty conscience. ——No, I just sketched it with my eyes—the well-proportioned and perfect muscle lines and tight and sexy skin texture under the white shirt, and then secretly touched and pinched my daughter-in-law's lower back.

He thought his daughter-in-law would hold his wrist "in anger", but——

Shi Kuang was impatiently harassed by this guy's small movements, and directly pressed this guy down hard.

The hairy head was pressed against the daughter-in-law's thigh, as if something was pressed... His face was facing the daughter-in-law's lower abdomen, his lips touched the abdominal muscles under the white shirt, and his whole body was flushed red again by hormones.

Truman didn't have the guts to touch his daughter-in-law's thigh. After a long time, he finally came back to his senses and dared to put his arms around his wife's waist. Come and go, I was so happy that I had fun again.He was both excited and nervous, his eyelashes were trembling all the time, his breathing was a little hot, and it was tickling through the thin shirt.

"Don't want to sleep?" Shi Kuang stared out the window, but with strong hands, he rubbed the dull hair on his head fiercely.

"No, no," Truman froze for a moment, but his arms were even tighter, fearing that his whole body would be stripped off and thrown into the garbage dump, his face continued to be buried in his wife's belly, and he pretended to yawn.

"Then why are you still keeping your eyes open?"

"Huh?" Truman secretly raised his head.

How does my daughter-in-law know that my eyes are open?

Could it be that he has been secretly looking at me?

……

"Don't move your eyelashes," Shi Kuang covered his eyes with his hand, "If you move again, you will be thrown out."

"Well," Truman slowly recovered his breath and became quiet.

For some reason, he suddenly felt very satisfied.

He liked to hold him, as if at that moment, his heart settled down.

He felt that his heart was filled with happiness and warmth, and he wanted to tell him—so he sat up suddenly, staring at him with dark black eyes, which were clear but extremely strong, "Daughter-in-law, I like you .”

"Well, you said it. Love at first sight."

"It's not love at first sight."

"Oh, what is that?"

"Daughter-in-law, I admit that the first time I saw you, my breathing deepened, my heart rate accelerated, my blood pressure rose, my body temperature rose, and my cavernous body became congested." At this point, Truman was completely unaware of embarrassment. The eyes seemed to be burning with flames, seductive and irresistible, "I thought it was heart-pounding, love at first sight, but I found out later that it seemed to be just sexual stimulation caused by hormones. In your oriental language, it is called seeing color idea."

"..."

"I thought that liking was a heartbeat, which would make the heartbeat go out of control and speed up, but now when I hold you, I realize that real liking is not like this." Truman's eyes were dark and shining, gentle and somewhat fierce, as if he was about to stare at you. As if holding him firmly, "Like is peace of mind. It is just the opposite of heartbeat. It can calm down an out-of-control heart. Daughter-in-law, I like you, not love at first sight."

Shi Kuang was a little slow, turned to look out the window, and became irritable again. He reached for the collar of his shirt, but someone grabbed his wrist.

"Daughter-in-law," Truman's voice became softer, and his lips pressed against his ear, "I like you so much."

"Don't yell."

"But I just like you."

"what ever."

"Do you like me?"

"do not like."

"Really Can't Like Me"

"No."

"Why—am I ugly, or because I'm a man?"

"Tsk, it's really disgusting to face your face."

"..."

"Peace of mind or something—it's really hard. Oh, thanks for reminding me," Shi Kuang nodded as if he had suddenly realized, with a smile on his brows and eyes, "otherwise I wouldn't know it wasn't true liking, so it was just you. You said it on the spur of the moment."