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10

After being trained by the supervisor for half an hour, I walked out of the office dejectedly. I didn't know which nerve was wrong, but I actually fell into sex.

Rescue the Villain Committee, Villain Syndrome...

I wrote these two words absent-mindedly, and I always had a strange feeling that I couldn’t express. When I wrote novels, I used to regard villains as objects of hatred or as tools to promote the plot. I never thought that they would also get sick.

Crushing the paper in my hand, I slammed my head on the table.

Could it be that everything is an illusion, I am the one who is sick.

Thinking of this, my eyes fell on the suit jacket that was thrown aside, and I reached into the pocket, where I didn't know when a piece of paper was stuffed there.

Unfolding the bright red flyer, I smiled.

It's a mess, doesn't it even have a designer?

11

I can say responsibly that with the experience of the first two missions, I am definitely familiar with the third mission.

"Make trouble, make trouble."

I took the initiative to hold Anle's hand and shook it vigorously.

"Come on, I don't get carsick."

An Le blinked: "I haven't got the manual yet."

I let go of my hand in embarrassment, and said with a sneer: "You said it earlier, it was a waste of my feelings."

By the time he was ready, my eagerness to try had all but died down.

He shook my hand and said, "When I was handing out the leaflets to you, I never thought I would have the opportunity to do things with you."

I said who would have imagined it.

I thought my middle school soul had been wiped clean by the edges and corners of reality, but because of one sentence, it revived again.

12

Number 2222, the devil's organ, has spent his whole life calculating, and because of a momentary soft-heartedness, he destroyed a century-old foundation, which can be said to be a well-deserved 2222.

"Cold-hearted and cold-blooded for a lifetime, stop for the heroine's eyes, lolicon." I complained.

The devil glanced at me coldly: "If I think about it, it's not enough for them to die a hundred times."

I was scratched by his knife-like eyes, so I jumped behind An Le and stuck out my tongue.

"Bragging, how did you lose if you were so powerful?"

The devil said: "It is not difficult to reach the pinnacle of power, do you know what is difficult?"

The hard part is bragging and not drafting, I slander.

The devil continued: "The difficulty is that I want to kill her everywhere, but I want to let her go everywhere."

I said: "Anyway, your story is coming to an end, why don't you be unrestrained, follow your heart, and create a BE that is unexpected, maybe the tepid author will become popular."

The devil sneered: "Relying on weird hype?"

"Amazing," I was surprised, "experts."

I believe he is a wise big devil.

An Le said: "The original intention of the author is that the heroine escaped death under your influence, but now it has become a cheating game. No matter how thrilling the plot is, no readers will worry."

The devil said: "There is no protagonist who dies halfway, only villains who disappear suddenly. The author can spend ten chapters paving the way for a villain, but just because of a few bad comments from readers, he will sleep forever in the draft."

An Le said, "You wouldn't be willing to sleep, would you?"

The devil flicked his cloak and sank into the thick black shadows.

"The aggressive method doesn't work for me."

I patted An Le on the shoulder: "He is too cold, heartless and unreasonable, let's withdraw."

An Le said sternly: "The villain is an endangered species, we cannot give up easily."

I said, "I've been wondering for a long time. There are more and more people writing novels, but there are only a lot of villains. Why do you keep saying that they are endangered?"

An Le asked: "Are they writing villains, or are they people who should be villains?"

I rubbed my nose: "I haven't read novels for many years, it's useless for you to discuss philosophical issues with me."

An Le said, "I never thought I would have the opportunity to do things with you."

I said, "Are you demented? You just said this before you came here."

An Le gave me a meaningful look.

I felt that strange feeling come out again.

13

"Hey, where's the picture of the writer?"

I saw through it all and didn't see the writer's reaction.

"Failed." An Le marked the first cross on the manual.

"Failed?" I couldn't believe it.

Among the three villains, the devil was the most ruthless, and he was the one who failed.

An Le said: "During countless times of secret contests, the devil watched the heroine grow up little by little. At the critical moment, he finally softened his heart."

"Lolicon is bad." I said.

An Le didn't appreciate my humor, he said seriously: "There is one less villain."

I was stunned: "Is he dead?"

An Le shook her head: "He's not dead, he's just not a villain anymore."

I said, "What's that, monster?"

An Le sighed: "From now on, he is just an actor, constantly playing the role of villain, and his author doesn't need a villain anymore, all he needs is a character that attracts readers."

I was silent for a while.

"Hey."

I poked Anle.

"I've thought about it for a long time. In fact, it's not the villain but the author who really suffers from the villain syndrome. Those writers who are constantly compromising in the game with the market, gradually unable to do what they want."

An Le stared into my eyes, smiled slowly, and handed me the booklet in his hand.

"The answer depends on your own experience."

I took the manual: "What do you mean?"

My internship period is over and I am officially employed?

"My name is An Le, because when you created me at the age of 13, you set me up as a big villain who likes to be euthanized."

"I'm going to die," he said.

14

My hands froze, and memories came flooding back.

The villain?

Who cares about their lives, I hate those annoying villains when I read the book.He is not lovable, and destroys the happiness of the protagonist everywhere, clamoring to conquer the world every day, it is really bad.

But I also love villains the most. I secretly write down all kinds of weird villains in the book during class, and I never get tired of it.

Now, my first villain stood in front of me and said to me.

--I'm dying.

My first thought was that he was doing too much good.

My second thought was why did I forget him.

The last thing I said was: "I still have a lot of settings that I haven't added to you. It's super cool. Would you like to listen to it?"

He smiled and nodded.

"Not only do you like to euthanize people, you also like to put a black cat next to you, so that passers-by who don't know the truth will think it is a curse, and you hide in a dark corner and look proud, watching those who have ghosts in their hearts intimidate themselves .”

An Le said, "It's really a bit perverted."

I said, "It's more than that, it's a legend until you are put in prison."

An Le said: "It turns out that my end is going to jail."

I rubbed my nose and said, "I'm a good-natured young man, how can I advocate the supremacy of violence, of course evil is rewarded with evil."

He said, "So you don't want me anymore."

I covered my chest: "Don't be so sharp, okay, I'm not reflecting."

He said: "I don't blame you, nine of the ten articles are pitted, not to mention you are a 3-minute hot person."

I said, "Thank you for not using the eunuch to describe it."

He laughed: "I can't say that your eunuch raped me."

I laughed too, and couldn't stop laughing.

"Are you really going to die?"

"Well," An Le said, "Thanks to you not being able to finish it, I have survived until now."

I said, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

He thought for two seconds and said, "I want to say something to you."

The corners of my eyes have begun to turn sour. I sniff my nose. The villain I set up for the first time is just like my first love. I thought that something I had forgotten in time, but when I met again after ten years, I found that the feeling is still so clear.

"Go ahead, I'm listening."

An Le took a deep breath: "I've endured it for a long time, you can't write nonsense, it's full of bad sentences."

"Don't think that I won't dare to beat you up if I become a big villain."

He said: "Fortunately, you gave up writing, otherwise you would starve to death sooner or later."

I scratched my cheek, hesitated to speak.

He said, "Goodbye."

I felt that this was the end of the matter, and that my ridiculous shame was of no use.

"Actually, I was secretly writing." I gave a pseudonym.

An Le stared at me blankly: "I seem to have seen it."

"..."

"There is no logic, the characters are rough, the plot is simple, and the comment area is full of stinky tomatoes. Have you not made any progress in ten years?"

I was wrong, I should have held on to my shame instead of letting it escalate to shame.

"Great," he said, "your villain is still so unreasonable."

15

"Sir, do you join the club?"

I smiled and handed over a flyer.

"Oh."

The pedestrian showed disgust, but it didn't matter, I knew he would stop me eventually.

We are the Committee to Rescue the Villains. Our purpose is to reject all moments that touch the villains, protect all dark forces, and let the seeds of evil take root and grow in this bright pure land.

We believe that with the strength of all people, this day will eventually come.

An Le added two sentences at the end with a watercolor pen: We also hope that the villains can be sweet or bitter, and they can have thousands of difficulties, or they can be unreasonable.

16

Who likes seeing villains in fiction?

Who doesn't love creating villains in fiction?

--THAN--

The anchor of the enemy station sent a congratulatory message

Yu Le's biggest entertainment every day is watching the anchors play games. Over time, he is familiar with the skills of every hero, the situation of every map, and every dirty routine.To put it simply, Yu Le, like Wang Yuyan, has all kinds of martial arts cheats in his head, but he can't fight.

He has a lot of food, but his commanding skills are superb, and he leads his teammates 5v6, and he often wins.

Winning and winning ranks are higher, and when I come to my senses, I can already occasionally meet professional players.

Finally, one day Yu Le discovered that he seemed to be in the same area as the technical anchor he often watched.

In this way, the mouth-strong king finally met the silent combat faction...

Xin Zhi, an internet anchor who likes to play games quietly, was matched with chatterer Yu Le for the first time, but he refused.

Won the first game with extreme pain, and matched quickly, but met Yu Le again in the second game, he was desperate.

When I met Yu Le for the third time, I heard him say, "Oh, what a coincidence!"

For the fourth time, Yu Le couldn't help but tell the truth. "Actually, I watched your live rehearsal, and queued up simultaneously with you."

Xin Zhi suddenly realized: "So you want to hug my thigh."

Yu Le said: "No, I am one level higher than you!"

Xin Zhi glanced at the barrage: "You want to pick on me?"

Yu Le: "How can I? I just want to be on camera. Hello audience on the other side of the computer, I..."

——Xin Zhi quit the team voice——

Yu Le was not defeated coldly by Xin Zhigao, on the contrary, he became more frustrated and courageous, completely becoming a dog skin plaster, appearing in Xin Zhi's live broadcast every day, powerfully occupying the VIP chat position, using the team channel to chat with the barrage in the live broadcast room.

There was even a period of time when he was absent from the game, and the audience felt that something was missing.

Xin Zhi decided to talk to him, and after rejecting him eighteen more times, he approved Huachao's friend application.

Xin Zhi: Hello.

Yule: oh

Xin Zhi: ...

Yu Le: Listen to me, it's not that I'm ignoring you, I just can't control my hands. (Sent) It will be sent first with a shake of the hand.

Xin Zhi: ...What did you do to my avatar?

Yu Le: You misunderstood, I did not do (sent) strange things (⊙o⊙)

Xin Zhi: I don't think I misunderstood.

Yu Le: I haven't had time (already sent) to add emoticons OvO

Xin Zhi: Enough, I don't want to hear the details.

Yu Le: My expression (sent) Σ(°△°|||)︴

Xin Zhi: I don't want to watch it.

Xin Zhi: ...you can send photos.

Xin Zhi: Cough cough.Don't get me wrong, I'm not interested in your expression now.

Xin Zhi: What about people?

Yu Le pounded on the computer and broke the notebook. Why is he so sensitive when chatting, sending with a swipe of his hand, and stuck when playing games.

Xin Zhi couldn't take it anymore, okay, if you want to be famous, I'll help you.

He began to teach Yu Le to operate hand in hand, and with great patience led Yu Le all the way from the king of mouth to the king of strength.

Yu Le, who no longer picks his feet, finally fulfilled Hong's wish and became the anchor himself.

Their live broadcast times are similar, and there are still eight times a day if they don't meet each other ten times.

The two kept doing routines and anti-routines. The strange thing is that after becoming the anchor, Yu Le almost regarded the solo queue as hostile forces with Xin Zhi.

Yu Le was caught three times this time, and finally couldn't take it anymore and dropped the mouse, angrily asked the little friend in the live broadcast room if he was watching my live broadcast!

The friends immediately double-opened and ran to Xin Zhi to scan the barrage, and the chat chat anchor asked you if you were peeking at him.

Xin Zhi smiled lightly, he still had the face to slander me after seeing me so much.

The little friend returns to the room: report to the organization, the enemy thief calls to catch the thief.

Yu Le was even more unhappy. In the room, Xin Zhi's hero's skin was ugly and poor in aesthetics, and he had no team spirit and liked to pretend.

The two of them stopped playing games, and just relied on barrage to communicate, and the screen was full of "Xin Zhi said xxx" and "Yu Le said OOO".

Viewers who are new to the pit often think they have entered the wrong room.

The anchor won, and the barrage was a congratulatory message from Xin Zhi, luckily I didn't meet him.

The anchor lost, and the barrage was also a congratulatory message from Xin Zhi, thank you for giving him points.

No other broadcast room is allowed to swipe other anchors, just the two of them, mentioning each other's names more than themselves.

The newcomer asked: Who is Xin Zhi?

The neat barrage told him: Future mistress.

Yu Le: Bah!Stop talking nonsense about me shutting down the live broadcast room!

At this time, the anchor of the enemy station sent a congratulatory message: Congratulations, you have a group of sensible viewers.

Later, Xin Zhi stopped playing games, and simply lived in seclusion behind the scenes as a real estate manager.

Such a legend circulated in the webcast room.

There is an anchor who has a good voice and superb skills, but his barrage has neither "666" nor "My husband, I will give you a monkey", only "hahaha", "Don't accidentally hurt us, we are allies" and "Anchor Ask for the contact information of the housing management."

This anchor has an upright voice, loves to sing, and is out of tune when he sings, and even eight horses can't pull back when he is out of tune.Sing when you win, when you lose, when you are happy, and when you are angry.

As soon as he opens his mouth, the barrage will be full of "Help!" "High energy ahead, non-combatants evacuate!" "I'm going deaf!" "Quickly put off the earphones, quickly put off the earphones."

At this time, the housing manager will type out a line in a particularly cold manner: Please, I will go and pinch his wheat.

Then all the presents in the room were for the housekeeper.

This anchor, he has a good face, a lot of expressions, and even grimaces.

When he looked at the camera, the bullet screen was full of distress, "Don't ruin your face." "Promise me, will you take your medicine?" "The handsome guy is so crazy, this world can't be better."

At this time, the housing manager will type out a line in a cold voice: Please, I will send his emoji.

You all understand what happened next.

This anchor has superb skills, and countless e-sports fans are waiting to see him play the ranking show, but he is frequently late and willful.

The fans who had been waiting for a long time asked why the anchor is not here?

At this time, the house manager will type out a line of words coldly: Don't destroy, he is raising his ass on the bed.

Afterwards, the host who came belatedly made some mistakes occasionally, and everyone understands it very well.

After all, it was done lying on the bed.

--THAN--

Aren't you just a thigh who kindly took me up the score?

Baichun is an e-sports idiot. When he first came into contact with Glory of Kings, he chose the tank hero Liu Bang with a high fault tolerance rate under the advice of his friends.

After the game started, he actively helped Diao Chan fight blue, and stood in the grass to wait for him until the last drop of blood remained.

Diao Chan was flying in the middle of the road, but never came, so Bai Chun typed slowly: Master is here.

Chen Kai was stunned for a moment, then manipulated the cute female mage, and walked over bouncingly. After a skill, he thought for a while before replying: Oh yes, thank you Smecta.

He used a computer simulator, typing very fast, thinking that the other party took care of him as a girl, and didn't pay much attention to it.

After a while, I saw a slow reply: Yes.

Afterwards, Baichun also silently helped him play blue. It was still a very short three words, mage came, and then it was directly changed to one word, and Chen Kai would jump and jump to his side, trying to be cute to him.

During team battles, Baichun also followed his friend's advice. He gave all his shields to Chen Kai to protect him from damage, and he died again and again.

Towards the end, Chen Kai finally couldn't bear it anymore, and sent a sentence: I'm sorry, I'm a shemale, and I don't want to lie to you.

Baichun replied with a hmm, feeling very puzzled.

What does it matter if he is a shemale or not?

Later, they coincidentally lined up many times. When choosing a hero, Baichun would always give Chen Kai priority.

"what would you like?"

"Don't worry about me, pick what you like."

"I'll help you choose first."

"You... well, okay, okay, watch me kill all directions."

"Well, you're always the MVP."

Chen Kai stopped talking, looked at the gradually disappearing white words on the computer, and suddenly buried his reddened face in the pillow, thinking, it's over, it's over.

Baichun didn't speak anymore, because he didn't have time to type anymore, thinking to himself, why is the phone so hot.

At the end of this round, Chen Kai didn't rush to quit, he said: "Hey, we are so destined, do you want to add a friend."

Then, I giggled all night at the word "um".

That was after Mian Ji, Chen Kai discovered that Bai Chun was really, strange, strange!

He doesn't type much, but he screams strangely!

The two were chatting in the Internet cafe, and saw him holding his mobile phone and shouting for a while: "Master, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you, bang bang!" After a while, he shouted: "Ah, mage, don't save me, let me die. Gachaga check."

When rushing to the tower, he will shout: "Bounce! Push the tower! What Karak!"

Chen Kai couldn't take it anymore and shouted: "Shut up!"

Baichun obediently stopped talking, with his lips tightly closed, and then: "Hmmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The buddies in the front and rear seats burst out laughing, and they started to say one after another: "Oh, shit, my hands slipped, I'm sorry." "I didn't watch the game just now, so I'm sorry." "Let me tell you, there's a joke here." Compare……"

As a result, Chen Kai's crystal youth heart was also shattered along with the defense tower.

Chen Kai shook Baichun's shoulders wildly, and roared: "I played with you for a season, and we cooperated tacitly, and we can be called soul mates. I thought you were a quiet, steady and caring gentleman, and you couldn't express your love for me. Tangle Come and struggle, force yourself to bend, and then tell me that you are actually a chatterbox. What kind of silence and caring are all illusions, just a handicap that is inconvenient to type. Tell me, you have delayed my relationship How to be responsible."

Baichun looked blank: "Ah? Aren't you just a thigh who kindly took me up the score?"

Chen Kai: "...I must kill you today!"

Of course, in the end Chen Kai did not commit a crime, and Bai Chun did not die.

He just... washed the opponent's little cucumber with his own little chrysanthemum.

Gradually, Chen Kai discovered that Baichun was not only a strange person, but also very stupid.

Once he was targeted, the assassin on the opposite side specifically buried him and attacked him three or four times, making it impossible for him to move.Baichun said, if he hates you, I will help you hate him.

Afterwards, whether it was in a team fight or stealing a tower, Baichun rushed towards that person without any hesitation. No one could stop him.

Teammates said that the tank is hanging up.Baichun opened all the channels and said: Wait, the assassin is here.Then the two teams really stopped, eight people watched together, and the tank rushed towards the assassin again and again.

The assassin finally couldn't take it anymore: Tank, are you sick? !

[-] alcohol: yes.

Chen Kai looked at the computer screen, and then at the person around him who kept yelling "Ahhhh!"

He muttered in a low voice, "Cut, you'll pretend to be B in the game." Then he couldn't help laughing.

It's not that the male god becomes a male nerve, what's the big deal.

The mage's thighs are fearless.

--THAN--

"check out"

Joan and Songlin's first meeting can only be described as embarrassing.

Joan's job is the front desk of the hotel. When Song Lin came to check out, he asked his aunt to go up to check as usual. The first sentence of the aunt was "no consumption" as usual, but the second sentence stumbled.

"There are... water stains on the sheets."

This sentence is usually said by energetic young couples after living in it, but today...

Joan's eyes paused for a second on the puzzled Pine Forest face, and then he coughed twice and said, "That's right, I can understand it as a young man, but it's hard to say when my aunt is old."

"What's hard to say?" Songlin asked.

Joan brought out the usual rhetoric: "If there are stains on the sheets, additional cleaning is required."

Songlin said, "You charge for cleaning? It's not necessary. We just exercised in the morning and sweated a lot."

Joan glanced at his muscular figure, and repeated: "Exercise on the bed."

Songlin is not stupid, and he understood at this time, he said helplessly: "You may not know that you just took over. I live with my friend, and he left first."

"We have records here," Joann said. "Like I said before, we're young people, understandable."

Matsubayashi explained: "We are just doing sit-ups, and we need to maintain our strength before the game."

Joan shook his head with a smile.

Pine Forest: "We are double beds, there is no special relationship."

Joan: "Why would a straight man think of an explanation?"

Pine Forest: "..."

Seeing his face about to explode, Joan quickly comforted him: "I believe in you, but we also have rules, so how about it, I'll charge you ten yuan for the original cleaning fee, okay?"

Songlin felt that his description was getting darker and darker, and he just wanted to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, took out ten yuan, turned around and wanted to leave.

Qiao An leaned forward and grabbed him: "Don't worry, the deposit hasn't been refunded yet."

Matsubayashi silently watched him go through the check-out procedures, and the moment he took the money, he grabbed his wrist with his backhand.

"Ordinary straight men don't immediately think of that level."

Joan froze.

Song Lin raised the corner of his mouth: "One to one draw."

At this time, Qiao An believed that he and his friends were simply competing, and he really had a great desire to win.

His other arm was propped on the table, and almost half of his body was pressed over it.

"Pinewood."

When Songlin heard his name, he subconsciously answered "Yes".

Qiao Mu shook the betting slip in his hand: "I have your name and phone number, and I have the initiative." He said, "It's two to one now."

When Song Lin returned home and was packing his things, he discovered that there were a few lines of small characters written on the two red banknotes that were returned to him.

He was puzzled at first, then stared blankly for a while, and finally laughed.

The battle between them has just begun.

"Fatty"

As a handsome guy in the fat world, Yang Le's life changed after he met Li Di, a handsome guy in the non-fat world.

Originally, he still had a well-regulated national unified nickname, but Li Di was dissatisfied, and pinched his face and said: "The name Xiaopang is too sorry for your cute, chubby face. From today onwards, I will call you Little Chubby."

In the days to come, Li Di followed his ass like a dog seeing a bone, oh no, the dog followed his ass like a meat bun, chubby, chubby barking.

Yang Le is also a person with his own persistence. He is determined not to be a mascot, and the name Xiaopangpang seems to go against his original intention.

As a result of tireless troubles, Yang Le decided to lose weight and fundamentally cut off contact with Xiaopangpang.

However, Li Di is also a person who insists on himself.

Yang Le controlled his diet, so he brought a lot of delicacies with good color, fragrance and taste to lure him.When Yang Le was running, he prepared a treasured game console to seduce him.

Yang Le swears that he has never fought so much with others in his life.

Finally, Yang Le couldn't take it anymore.

He said: "You like to be fat, can't you eat fat yourself?"

Li Di looked at him with a smile and said, "I don't like fat, I like chubby."