The protagonist of the white lotus is set to collapse

"Boom!"

"Bang bang bang!" The knock on the door was accompanied by the boy's impatient shout, "Zhuo Qian, are you in the dormitory? Open the door!"

Zhuo Qian who was woken up suddenly opened his eyes, and what he saw was not the familiar ceiling at home. He was taken aback for a moment, looked around, and found that he had come to a strange bedroom. The bedroom was a four-person room, and the decoration was quite good. Luxurious, he had never been to such a place in his memory.

Zhuo Qian was shocked, and hurriedly got up from the bed, but he felt dizzy as soon as he stood up, so dizzy that he lay back down again, he touched his forehead, it was astonishingly hot.

The knock on the door was still going on, the boy outside the door seemed to be sure that Zhuo Qian was in the dormitory, knocking on the door persistently, with a posture of not giving up until the door was knocked down, Zhuo Qian lay dizzy for a while, Feeling better, just about to get out of bed and open the door, suddenly I heard a beeping sound in my head.

Soon, the beeping sound was replaced by a clear mechanical sound.

"Hello hello?"

Zhuo Qian: "..."

He froze, wondering if there was something wrong with him, why was there someone else talking in his mind?

"Ahem, can you hear me? Let me introduce myself. I am the prince of the system, also called Xiao Wang. You can call me Xiao Wang."

Zhuo Qian was stunned for a moment, he didn't know whether he was too shocked or his brain was burnt out, he even said hello in a daze: "Hello, little bastard."

"What little bastard? You are the little bastard! How do you talk? How rude!"

The prince was very angry, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, cursed a lot, and finally sighed, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk, you can understand it yourself."

After all, Zhuo Qian's eyebrows seemed to be tapped by an invisible hand, a trace of coldness soaked into the skin, and then spread in his sensory world, countless consciousnesses rose in his mind, and quickly condensed into a rough line. But the complete story line, everything suddenly became clear.

Only then did Zhuo Qian realize that

Good guy, he transmigrated into a book, and became cannon fodder in a danmei novel he read before. By the way, he was bound to a system for attacking the protagonist... Yes, this is the system called Prince.

The prince seemed to be able to spy on Zhuo Qian's thoughts, and said shyly: "Don't worry, as long as the hosts I have helped, the attack rate is 100%. I am the most popular system with the most five-star praise and the most popular one. Help you capture Xiaoyan!"

Speaking of the latter, it is already full of fighting spirit and is bound to win.

The Xiaoyan it talks about is exactly the attacking Yan Shuyang in the Danmei novel, and it is also the target of Zhuo Qian's mission.

But at the moment Zhuo Qian didn't have the energy to think so much, his mind was stuffed with too many things, so many things were going to explode, he crawled out of bed amidst the sound of knocking on the door urging him to his death, and by the way he sorted out one very important thing The thread of this body—the owner of this body is the original owner who was pushed into the lake by someone yesterday. The original owner could not swim, and he was rescued by the passing physical education teacher after struggling until he became silent. He was sent to the infirmary, but quietly woke up. When I went back to the dormitory, I thought that I would be able to recover from my serious illness after a short sleep, but I didn't know that after lying down for a day and a night, I died directly.

No wonder Zhuo Qian felt uncomfortable everywhere when he woke up, it turned out that his body was so seriously ill.

Zhuo Qian's mouth was very dry, he picked up the water glass and went to the water dispenser to pour half a glass of cold water, while drinking, he walked slowly over to open the door.

The boy who knocked on the door was about to go berserk. The hand that knocked was still in the air. Seeing the door open, the boy cursed angrily, "Did you die inside? It took you so long to open the door!"

Hearing the word "death" made Zhuo Qian very uncomfortable, he thought of the original owner who was lying there, and immediately couldn't feel good for the boy who came to look for the original owner.

"Zheng Shan." The prince reminded suddenly, "This man is Zheng Shan."

It turned out to be Zheng Shan, so it made sense.

Although Zhuo Qian has forgotten most of the plots and characters in Danmei Wen, but from the part of the memories given by the system, we can know that Zheng Shan is one of the original owner's many wine and meat friends. The reason is to ask the original main money.And the original owner is a very vain person, always slapping his face swollen to pretend to be fat, just like Zheng Shan and others wanted.

"Since you know that I'm about to die inside, why are you looking for me now?" Zhuo Qian was a little out of breath after speaking in one breath, and had to put one hand on the door frame to take a breath, his cheeks were glowing. Abnormally red, the corners of the eyes are also red, and the dyed ash-blonde hair sticks up like a bird's nest. It looks very sick at first sight.

Zhuo Qian stared at Zheng Shan with red eyes, disappointment mixed with grievance, "I regard you as my best friend, but you don't care about me at all."

Zheng Shan, who was dubbed the "best" hat, was at a loss for a moment. He was still angry. How could he know that Zhuo Qian suddenly said such a provocative statement, and he was still standing on the moral high ground, which made him seem to have done it? It was the same as when I was sorry for Zhuo Qian. He forgot to be angry, and retorted unhappily: "How did I know that you were sick? If I want to know, I will definitely come to you after class at noon."

Zhuo Qian smiled but said, "You were there when I was pushed into the lake yesterday afternoon, and you didn't show up all day today. You're not so stupid that you can't guess what happened to me, right?"

"Hey, where do I want to get so much? Look at me, don't you think I'm here to find you?" Zheng Shan was insulted by Zhuo Qian overtly and secretly, and he was extremely aggrieved. The former Zhuo Qian would never use such a tone of yin and yang. Talking to him, I don't know if he was fooled by the water in the lake yesterday, and even his courage was fattened, but this bunch of moral kidnapping words made him unable to think of rebuttals.

It's really frustrating.

In the past, Zhuo Qian would panic when he saw Zheng Shan's expression was wrong, but now he seemed to lose sight of Zheng Shan's blue face, and slowly restrained his false smile: "But you didn't come to see me because you were worried about me... Forget it , tell me, what do you want from me?"

"I didn't come here for your business." Zheng Shan thought of the purpose of finding him, and he didn't want to waste time with Zhuo Qian on boring things. He sorted out his words and said seriously, "What do you want When is Yan Shuyang going to start preparing for the surprise? You have only booked the venue, and there are still so many props that you haven’t bought, and you have to arrange the venue after buying it. All of this will take time, and we are all waiting.”

To put it bluntly, it is waiting for Zhuo Qian's money, and only when he has money can he do these things.

Zhuo Qian heard Zheng Shan's implication. He recalled that the original owner's wine and meat friends all knew that the original owner had something for Yan Shuyang, so he urged the original owner to confess before Yan Shuyang's 16th birthday.The original owner was also fascinated by ghosts, so he foolishly paid a deposit of a club as a venue for his confession, and bought Yan Shuyang a pair of sneakers as a birthday present.

These two prices alone can match the original owner's living expenses for a year. The original owner, who has always spent money lavishly, has no savings and doesn't want to let it go, so he has a crooked idea of ​​borrowing money from outsiders.

Zhuo Qian remembered the original owner's debt of more than five figures, and now he not only had a headache, but his eyes turned black again and again. He quickly stabilized his figure and waved his hands: "No, no, no, I'm not ready. money."

"What?" Zheng Shan waited for a long time for such a sentence, and he was dumbfounded, "We big guys have been busy with your affairs for so long, and you just sent us away like this?"

Zhuo Qian was very serious: "I really have no money."

"...What kind of surprise do you have if you don't have money? Why would you tell me if you don't have money?" Zheng Shan's face was distorted. He naturally knew that Zhuo Qian had no money, but he also knew that Zhuo Qian was a person who likes to spend a lot of money, otherwise he wouldn't They seized the opportunity to make so much money, but now Zhuo Qian insisted on using the word "no money" to block what he wanted to say.

"Didn't you guys persuade me to confess?" Zhuo Qian wiped himself out with one sentence.

"If it weren't for your own thoughts, would you have listened if we persuaded you?" Zheng Shan still didn't give up, "You really don't want to confess? Didn't you even pay the deposit for the venue?"

"Can be refunded before 24 hours."

"..." Zheng Shan choked for a moment, "What about the sneakers? You bought them for a month and can you return them?"

Zhuo Qian pondered for a few seconds: "If you can't return it, sell it second-hand. If you haven't worn it, you should be able to sell it for a good price."

Zheng Shan understood that Zhuo Qian was really going to retreat, and he was angry and impatient. He originally wanted to make money from the money for buying props, but now his idea was in vain. He clenched his fists and glared at Zhuo Qian viciously: "You're fooling us!" Isn't it fun to watch us do all the work for you?"

Zhuo Qian shook his head: "It's not my fault, it's also due to practical factors... But I thought of a good way to solve the problem."

After finishing speaking, he hooked his finger to Zheng Shan.

A flame of hope rose in Zheng Shan's heart, and he leaned over.

"Don't you still owe me money? I see that you have been quite rich recently, why don't you pay it off in one lump sum now, which just solves my urgent need."

"what?"

Zhuo Qian looked at Zheng Shan's sudden change of expression and distanced himself from him, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "You all want me to confess to Yan Shuyang so much, why don't you not even do this favor?"

"Whether you confess or not is none of our business! Don't push everything on us!" Zheng Shan didn't expect that this trip not only won't get you money, but Zhuo Qian would also pay attention to it. He said angrily, "You have no money. Forget it, study hard if you don’t have money, don’t think about those things all day long!”

After finishing speaking, Zheng Shan turned his head and left in a huff, afraid that Zhuo Qian would ask for money if he was a step late.

Zhuo Qian watched Zheng Shan walk away, then slowly closed the door and walked back, he was still sick, sending Zheng Shan away just now seemed like a [-]-round battle, he was exhausted to death.

The applause suddenly came to mind, and the prince who had watched a good show couldn't get enough of it: "When I read the article, I saw that Zheng Shan was not pleasing to the eye. He is a living vampire. He can suck blood like mosquitoes in Africa, so he is angry." It's best to go, buying props and setting up the venue is a big deal, we will fight in person!"

Zhuo Qian walked to the desk, put down the empty water glass, and picked up the beautifully wrapped gift box in the middle with both hands, which contained the expensive sneakers that the original owner borrowed money to buy.

"When did I say I was going to fight in person?"

The chattering prince suddenly paused, hating iron for being weak: "Do you still want to ask those vampires for help?"

"Don't ask them for help either." Zhuo Qian put down the gift box, "I'm going to sell this."

"what?!!"

"This body owes so much money, and selling this body is just enough to cover part of it."

"No!!!" the prince roared, "It's your birthday present to Xiaoyan, a surprise you prepared for him, how can you just sell it? It belongs to Xiaoyan! Anyway, I don't agree! You can't Sell ​​it!!"

The prince screamed when he said that, it could be seen that he was very satisfied with the gift and wanted to give it to Yan Shuyang very much.

After a long time, Zhuo Qian dug his ears: "Is it over?"

The prince was out of breath: "It's over."

Zhuo Qian sat down and took out a pen and paper: "Help me figure out how much Zheng Shan and those people owe me."

The prince was immediately diverted: "Okay."

Zhuo Qian: "By the way, by the way, let's see where there is a place that sells shoes..."

Prince: "Ahhh!!"