Cannon Fodder Counterattack [Quick Transmigration]

He went out to play on the first day of the holiday, and Bian Nan read at home for the next two days. He Zhao usually doesn’t like to play with his mobile phone, but the live-streaming of painting became popular all the time.

This evening, he had just had dinner, and in his room, he was watching those clips on his mobile phone, including the black post incident on some forum before. Watching it all the way was really a test of people's psychology. He Zhao had to slow down from time to time to continue watching. Going down, in places he doesn't know, his own children are actually facing these monsters and ghosts. He is really unqualified as a surrogate parent.

He Zhao scratched a video that was not fragmented and edited. It seemed to be the first one copied from the live broadcast room. There was no post-processing on it, and it was completely recording the process of Bian Nan's painting.

On the screen, the young man in a white shirt earnestly draws, and the bullet screen is full of all kinds of fancy boasting. Even because of his outstanding appearance, Han Chen has attracted many fans. Those people are fighting for him on the Internet. As for the "Big Fight", the scene looked particularly funny.

But He Zhao looked at the focused young face, and what he thought of was the scene of meeting for the first time. The other party was sitting on the high platform with empty eyes, and all kinds of vicious words came from downstairs, and there was not a trace of those words. His persuasion was all to force him to end his life.

The past and the present have formed antagonisms, the disgust and the attention of the people.

The gap really makes people feel that fate is changeable.

He suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and Han Chen in the painting in the video in his sight suddenly changed into the appearance of He Yang at some point, and then he saw his younger brother crying in despair.

He Zhao shook his body and quickly turned the phone over to cover it on the table. His heart was beating wildly, and the red eyes soon accumulated tears, and then they couldn't help but one by one fell, but he didn't dare to look up. A glance at the photo of the other party on the cabinet over there.

There are only a few photos of his younger brother He Yang left in the world, and none of them are smiling. He is always very restrained, very melancholy, and looks anxious. The first time he saw the photo, he cried and convulsed, and he felt that he would never be able to get out.

"Dong dong!"

There was a light knock on the door, and He Zhao withdrew abruptly from his memories, and hurriedly wiped his face with his hand, but he couldn't wipe it off anyway, making his face extremely embarrassed.

"I'll take Ma Tuan down for a few laps, do you need me to bring something back?"

Ma Tuan is a stray cat. It is not afraid of people. It doesn’t like treadmills, but it needs to lose weight. Bian Nan bought a dog walking kit on his own initiative and put it on. He pulled the rope and went downstairs to walk the cat. , is also a beautiful landscape around.

He Zhao in the room calmed down and pretended to be calm: "No need, be careful on the road."

Bian Nan outside the door was a little surprised, he could hear that the other party's voice was a little different from usual, and according to the usual practice, He Zhao would always send him out the door with a smile, and he had never talked to him through the door.

Bian Nan said, "Then let's go out now."

He Zhao in the room: "Okay."

Bian Nan glanced at the door strangely. Ma Tuan couldn't wait to rush out. Its temperament was actually similar to that of a dog. I don't know if it learned from stray dogs before.

[System: Maybe He Zhao saw your live broadcast on the Internet]

Bian Nan led Ma Tuan downstairs, thinking: "It's possible, given his personality, since Jiang Ran and I chose not to tell him, then he wouldn't rush to ask. He Zhao is not a person who likes to ask questions. "

[The system sighs: Mr. He is really a gentle person. ]

Bian Nan chuckled: "He's really good, by the way, how's the situation over there?"

Without detecting the storm of public opinion on the Internet in advance, and putting its own host in trouble, the 7474741 system felt that its existence was too wasteful. Of course, it was also very wasteful, otherwise it would not have fallen to is about to be destroyed.

A few days ago, it enthusiastically said that it would overcome technical difficulties and connect information to the online world in this world, so as to ensure that information lag would no longer occur. What.

Bian Nan didn't care much about these things. When soldiers came to cover them up, the last thing he was afraid of was attacks by words.

[You have successfully parasitized, and now the whole network is praising you, does the host want to listen to rainbow farts? ]

Bian Nan led Ma Tuan out of the community: "That's not necessary."

[However, you and Tangerine Cat are like the cosplay scene of a certain anime. ]

It receives a lot of information online, Bian Nan asked: "What?"

[System: A healing animation about monsters. ]

Bian Nan looked down at Fat Orange who wanted to beg for snacks by showing off his cuteness.

"The hemp ball has no potential to become fine, but it's okay to make fat."

Ma Tuan looked up vigilantly: "Meow?" It seemed that someone was connoting it.

*

There are quite a lot of people walking in the evening,

He Zhao's house is not far from a park. Bian Nan originally wanted to take Ma Tuan to the park for a run, but he wanted to wander around the commercial street.

The cat rubbed its head against Bian Nan's trouser legs, scratching the ground with its paws and refused to leave.

Bian Nan said: "It's useless, I won't let you eat more."

"Meow~"

"It's useless to act coquettishly."

"Woo~"

"It's no use crying."

Ma Tuan's tearful eyes and fat claws patted Bian Nan's calf: Heartless man!

But in another round of tug-of-war, Bian Nan finally changed his course. The trick of crying, making trouble and hanging himself three times is not only suitable for human beings, but also suitable for scheming cats. Ma Tuan happily embarked on the road to the commercial street.

It's just... the scene of walking the cat is really attractive.

Bian Nan feels that many people have already started to hold up their mobile phones, but fortunately, he wears a mask and a hat when he goes out (the system kindly reminds him), even if he is taking pictures, there should be no major problems.

As a result, one person and one cat had just walked for 1 minute, and suddenly a strong voice shouted across half the street.

"Han Chen!!!"

The cry was heart-piercing, and those who didn't know it thought they were asking for debts.

Bian Nan was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head to look, the other party was sprinting for a hundred meters to come over.

It was a sturdy big brother, wearing tight shorts, a leather coat, and a big cheap gold chain around his neck. He was dressed very strangely. He held a selfie stick with a mobile phone stuck on it in one hand, and shouted at him while running: "It's you!" Is it? Han Chen’s little brother!!!”

He ran like a strange species, his face was shining with unconcealable excitement, his red eyes were fixed on him, he was holding a selfie stick in his hand like Runtu Zhixuan, Bian Nan took two steps back slightly, picked up the hemp ball and turned around Run, very fast, like a small missile/bomb/swish, and the back is left.

"Don't run away, little genius!!!"

The man was heart-piercing again, but Bian Nan ran even faster.

This world is quite scary, and all kinds of monsters are released to wander around.

The hemp ball held in his arms was also frightened so that the cat's fur stood up. Nowhere had the little cat seen such a scene, it wanted to help Bian Nan escape.

In fact, this kind of psychotic Bian Nan can be knocked down with one kick, but it's not good to hit someone in public. Judging from the person's appearance, he may have made a short video, and the Internet is always echoing what others say. It's best if he doesn't get involved.

Bian Nan moved swiftly and quickly got rid of the other party. Today's walk is over. There are so many right and wrong outside, he might as well go home directly at the next intersection.

[system:……]

Bian Nan was stunned for a moment. It was a big doll that fell to the ground, but its big head had been separated from its body. The big head was here and the body was there. It turned out to be a murder scene.

"Are you okay?" He knelt down and asked hesitantly.

After a few seconds, a fluffy head protruded from the body, but the expression was still dizzy, and the other person turned out to be Qiao Heng.

Bian Nan lifted him up and put his palm on his forehead to check his mental strength. Fortunately, he was fine, but he was a little frightened.

Qiao Heng shook his head: "It's okay, I'm fine."

Bian Nan took off his mask and stretched out his hand to help him onto the bench by the side of the road, turned around and picked up the big head again, Qiao Heng looked up at him, and suddenly froze: "Hey, it's you."

Bian Nan said, "Do you still remember me?"

Qiao Heng smiled. Although there are sweet dimples, I don't know if it is an illusion. This person's smile always reveals a sense of weakness. Because he has been wearing thick doll clothes before, his hair and body are soaked in sweat. , looking very tired.

"Yeah, I bumped into you last time. If you hadn't grabbed me, I might have fallen down the stairs. I haven't thanked you well yet."

Bian Nan waved his hand: "No need, I didn't bump back on purpose this time."

Qiao Heng's eyes slightly curved: "I know, it's still my fault this time, I'm sorry."

He is somewhat similar to He Zhao, but his temperament is much softer, and he speaks in a soft voice, feeling soft. Bian Nan asked, "Why are you here? Isn't there a holiday this month in the third year of high school?"

He said this to prove that he knew Qiao Heng's identity, and Qiao Heng didn't doubt it, after all, he was indeed quite famous in school.

"I don't have to go back for some classes, um...actually, I want to earn some living expenses." Qiao Heng didn't say anything about the details, but just looked at him gently, and Bian Nan didn't ask any more questions.

[System: This male second will be very powerful in the future, but I didn't expect to have to work and study now, it's really hard. ]

Work-study program?Bian Nan didn't quite believe it. The university bully in No. [-] High School was so soft on all kinds of scholarships every year, how could he come to work on the street without money, but this kind of thing was the other party's private matter anyway, and Bian Nan also didn't like to delve into it.

The two sat on the roadside bench, Qiao Heng turned his head and asked softly, "Can you tell me your name?"

Bian Nan responded: "Han Chen."

"Han Chen," he read along with Wen Rou, suddenly seemed to think of something, looked down at the small backpack on the doll's clothes, and found something from it, "Ah, there is indeed another one."

It was a rainbow lollipop. Qiao Heng took it and put it in his hand: "This is for you. It tastes good."

Bian Nan looked at the lollipop, nodded and put it in his pocket.

When leaving, Qiao Heng put on the big head of the doll again, and stood at the entrance of the mall as a decoration. Occasionally, someone passing by would poke him, and he would make funny moves to the other party. Bian Nan stood at the intersection to watch for a while, and then Say to him: "Come on for the college entrance examination."

The big doll jumped up on the spot when it heard it, turned its clumsy body in a circle, raised its hands because the big head blocked it, and reluctantly made a cute gesture to him.

Bian Nan chuckled, and led the hemp ball home.

*

He Zhao, who was at home, had a few more messages on his mobile phone from the head teacher of No. [-] High School. The other party told him very sorry that the joint entrance examination for a prestigious school was about to take place in the next two days. He was so busy and dizzy that he forgot to tell Han Chen.

The students in Class A have never cared much about their studies, so naturally no one cared about the entrance exam. If they didn't mention it, Bian Nan didn't know about it, so it could be said that they were unprepared.

He Zhao and Zhang Ban knew it in their hearts. Anyway, no one thought that Han Chen, who had just transferred, would turn in such good grades.

However, now that the ability to draw has been proven, isn't it time for the real results?