Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

The wind stopped and the temperature dropped a lot.

After going out together, Li Huan ran back to find a thick pink scarf and asked Ling Huang to tie it around his neck.

"It's snowing." Ling Huang looked at the sky, stretched out his hand, and caught a small snowflake that he saw falling down.

Li Huan pulled up Ling Huang's down jacket and put it on his head, took his hand and stuffed it into his warm jacket pocket, and walked towards the station.

"Do you like snow days?" he asked.

Ling Huang nodded, "I like it."

"Call me."

"……Owner."

Li Huan cheered up, pulled Ling Huang under the shed where the bus was waiting, and patted the snow on his shoulder, "Call me, and bring the answer to the question just now."

The hot air blown out while speaking gathered and dissipated before Ling Huang's eyes.

This is not the first time, of course Ling Huang knew that Li Huan would repeat his old tricks and still wanted to hear that sentence.

"Master, I like snow days." Ling Huang was not satisfied with Li Huan.

"Remove three unimportant words." Li Huan rubbed his finger on the mole at the corner of Ling Huang's eye, "Rearrange the word order."

"The bus is coming." Ling Huang took a step away, pointing at the approaching bus.

Androids cannot sit next to humans on public transport.

The car stopped, Ling Huang walked to the door of the bionic carriage at the back, but Li Huan followed, "I'll sit here too."

"There are no seats in the rear compartment, so everyone has to stand." Ling Huang stepped on the car, turned around and pushed Li Huan, "There are empty seats in front, you go and sit in the front."

"I don't want it." Li Huan grabbed Ling Huang's waist and pushed him up to follow, "I'll stand behind with you."

There were already five bionics standing neatly in the rear compartment, all facing the front compartment, with their hands behind their backs.

Ling Huang and Li Huan got into the car, and the eyes of these bionics turned to this side.

"Sir." A bionic man in an assistant uniform made a "please" gesture to the front compartment, "Humans can go to the more comfortable compartment at the front."

"I know." Li Huan glanced at the bionic man, and replied unhappy: "I'll accompany my little tiger, he can't go to the front."

Although this way of dividing the compartments to a certain extent means that the society treats and underestimates the bionic people, but Ling Huang's mood is not too affected.

Because there is a very simple chatterbox next to him, pointing to every place outside the window to introduce to Ling Huang.

There is a piece of wasteland here, and if it snows, the family next to it will go there and build a very big snowman.

This is an abandoned car repair shop, there are many wild dogs in it, and some people come to feed the dogs every day, and many kennels have been built.

This was originally a restaurant, which was later converted into a bionic pet store.

The better the sales of bionic dogs, the more stray dogs, hey.

Hearing Li Huan's sigh, Ling Huang pinched his fingers instead to change the subject, "We will have an interview later, are you nervous?"

"A little bit." Li Huan nodded and smiled heartlessly, "The main reason is that they don't let me style it myself, they want me to ask their people to do it for me, I don't know what style they are."

Ling Huang grabbed his finger and squeezed it with both hands. This small gesture was to make Li Huan happy, "It will probably be snowing quite thick after your interview. Let's eat something at noon, and then you take me to the snow scene Nice place to play, okay?"

"Okay." Li Huan's eyes lit up, "I know there is a very Gothic-style church. The whole building is in black tone. After it snows, it contrasts sharply with the color of the snow. It's a holy place to take pictures. Let's go there!"

"Okay." Ling Huang successfully made Li Huan interested in what happened after the interview, and his goal was achieved. Rourou looked at Li Huan, "Thank you, master."

"..." Li Huan's smile froze for two seconds, and he slammed his forehead against the glass window of the bus, gnashing his teeth and said, "How can you be so cute...I'm going to have a nosebleed!"

[Target: Li Huan, goodwill value: +5, current goodwill value: -5. ] Ah Yue was a little dissatisfied after finishing the report, [It's strange, the main thread of this face is not there, according to my style, it should be a hard-core hit, how can I set a small tone? 】

[I'm afraid the world will not be chaotic. ] Ling Huang reprimanded him.

Ah Yue retorted a lot, but Ling Huang didn't bother to listen carefully.

She hugged Li Huan's head on tiptoe and rubbed his forehead, "Does it hurt? Hit so hard?"

Li Huan seemed to be paralyzed, he opened his arms and embraced Ling Huang, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt... Mmm~~ So cute~~ I can't do it~~~"

Shaking left and right, humming and chirping, unable to say specific words, just dragging long sounds with wavy lines.

The bionics next to them looked at each other in dismay, and turned around to face the other side of the car window instead of looking at this side.

The interview was in the lobby of a hotel, where a temporary runway was set up.

Clothing styling is done in a small room separated.

Originally, Li Huan asked Ling Huang to sit on the auditorium next to the runway and wait, but then the security guard came and asked Ling Huang if he was invited from time to time.

Ling Huang shook his head, and the security guard asked Ling Huang's identity again.

Hearing that Ling Huang was the bionic man brought by the model who came for the interview, the security guard immediately changed his face and pointed to the open space next to him, "Can the bionic man sit here too? Go stand there and wait, don't hinder our work. "

Ling Huang smiled kindly and went to the open space pointed by the security guard.

There stood another young boy of short stature.

"Hello." The boy nodded to Ling Huang first.

"Hello." Ling Huang also nodded.

It is difficult for human beings to recognize bionics without anomaly detection devices from their casual clothes, but bionics can immediately recognize each other from the optical reaction in each other's eyes when they meet each other.

"I'll see if there are any suitable models available for the master," said the boy. "What about you?"

Ling Huang didn't like chatting with strangers very much, so he probably said perfunctorily, "I'll accompany the master to the interview."

"Give me your master's information." The boy stretched out his right hand, "Today's interview was not organized by my master. If there is a job opportunity in the future, I can contact you or your master."

It wasn't an interview organized by your master, but you are here?Ling Huang was a little suspicious.

"Come to spy on information." The boy raised the corners of his lips and smiled slyly, "The master is too ostentatious, so he sent me here. This is the opposite of my master, so you can just pretend that I want to poach your master away." .”

Oh, that's it.

Ling Huang stretched out his right hand to hold him, and the two exchanged simple information.

"You don't have your master's resume?" The boy was a little surprised after letting go of his hand, "Is there only his image data?"

"I'm a companion type, HX222-2." Ling Huang regretted not exchanging each other's model data with the boy, "Our model generally doesn't care about the owner's career line."

"No wonder." The boy understood, "I'm an assistant type, HX100-9. Don't you have a contact number?"

"Not yet." Ling Huang smiled apologetically, "I just left the factory yesterday."

"Your master is out." The boy pointed to the runway, "Then I won't be able to contact you, so I can only see you by fate. But you'd better ask your master to buy you a mobile phone as soon as possible."