Xu Lang stood up, took out the cigarette and held it to his mouth, and asked Yan Yan for a lighter. Yan Yan lit the cigarette for him, but did not return the lighter.
"Of course I thought, five men and one woman, and the task requirement is to propose marriage. Then Zhang Qingyu's participation must have its particularity."
"Sure enough, you also thought of this, so what are your plans?"
Xu Lang glanced at Yan Yan, "Who knows whether to propose to her is a way of life or death, you have to find someone to try."
Yan Yan laughed loudly when he heard this, and said loudly as he walked forward: "You still said that we are not the same kind of people?"
Xu Lang shook his head. The more he touched Yan Yan, the more he couldn't figure out his mind. Xu Lang faintly felt that they now feel embarrassed, but they are also wary of each other. Cooperating with Yan Yan is tantamount to seeking skin with a tiger. Will be sold to death without a burial place.
Xu Lang is going to go back to the room and make some preparations. He has only met a handful of women when he grows up, let alone dating and proposing. He wants to complete this task without any experience, so he has to pass the first few levels, find some love classes and marriage proposal videos, and study hard.
At the same time, Lu Mao returned to Room 208. Yes, he was one of the four-person households of 208.
As soon as I entered, the original dangling man quickly changed his face to hospitality, and smiled flatly at a man sitting on the sofa: "Boss, this time, it's correct. As expected, Xu Lang got closer and closer to Yan Yan, almost wearing clothes. The same pair of pants, I think it won’t take long for Yan Yan to abandon us and recruit Xu Lang as a teammate."
The man on the sofa spoke slowly, his voice dull:
"Strictly speaking will not, we are useful to him, at least still useful, here and outside is not the same. Outside I can call the wind and rain, but in the mission, I have to rely on strict words, as long as he is not too much, I can bear it. Forbearance. As for that Xu Lang, I asked you to test yesterday, I am afraid that it has caused serious dissatisfaction, so let's not make enemies with him.
The speaker was about 30 years old and was called Wu Cheng. Before he joined the agency, he was a gangster boss. He entered the newspaper with three younger brothers. He immediately formed a small team, and even had food and accommodation in this room.
Wu Cheng is not a simple gangster. He not only has the means and mind, but also knows the situation. He knows that the ability of Yan Yan in the newspaper is the strongest, so he took the initiative to discuss the team with Yan Yan and suggested that Yan Yan lead the team. Four obeyed the command.
At this time, a young man came out of the house, wearing a pair of gold-wire glasses, with meticulous hair, and said softly: "The boss is right. We should keep a low profile and use some small tricks in secret. We can't talk to other people right now. Falling out, living is the first goal."
Lu Mao nodded and said, "Mr. Hu, you are resourceful, then my mission this time..."
"Listen to what Yan Yan said, and then make your own judgement according to the situation."
Lu Mao went back to the room honestly after speaking. The young man named Hu sat down opposite Wu Cheng and whispered: "Boss, Lu Mao should not survive this time. He must die in Yan Yan's hands. We are talking about that. On the other hand, try to be as quiet as possible, and exchange your life for a strict trust. I think it's okay."
Wu Cheng frowned and pondered: "Lv Mao can die, but I want Yan Yan to understand that the people under me are not the ones he wants to play. Hu Zhen, you go and rest first."
Hu Zhen didn't say much anymore. He knew that his boss was very well-measured. No matter how much he said, he would appear to be inconsistent. He looked at the door closed by Lv Mao and showed a sneer.
At the moment Yan Yan is sitting at the window drinking coffee. I have to say that the coffee made by the newspaper is very fragrant and refreshing. Every time before the mission, Yan Yan is used to drinking a cup.
Then the phone dinged a tone and received a text message signed by Wu Cheng.
"Lv Mao's life, I want to exchange for a condition, when I perform the task, without restricting communication, I want you to do your best to analyze the way for me."
Yan Yan squinted his eyes and took a sip of coffee.
At the same time, in Room 203, He Xiao was furious. The room was in a mess. The valuable coffee table was overturned and the broken glass was sprinkled on the ground. But after a while, the coffee table turned back to its original position as if it were upside down. , As good as ever.
"Damn stern words, relying on my own mind to not put me in the eyes, and even stated in advance that it will not help anyone, it is driving me to death, and that damn man, I helped There are so many of him, he actually ignored me."
People are like this, they are not capable but scold those capable people for not helping themselves. Even if such people help him, not only will they not know the gratitude, but will leave jealousy instead. In reality, there are quite a few people like this, and there are more people with this mentality in newspapers.
Anger comes from incompetence.
He Xiao took out a very sharp dagger from the head of the bed and put it in his backpack. He had bought this knife for a long time. The newspaper can't change the lethal weapon, Xu Lang's last fruit knife is already at the limit, so He Xiao this dagger was bought by someone outside.
There was a fierce light in He Xiao's eyes, "Surviving is the most important thing."
The only girl who also received this mission, Zhang Qingyu, had red eyes at this time, and it was obvious that she had just cried. Ever since she encountered a supernatural incident on her way home from piano lessons that day, she has no longer been the jewel of her parents, just an ordinary girl struggling in hell.
No special abilities, no outstanding force, no arrogant wisdom, can survive two missions, but also rely on the help of people, but those two missions are insignificant compared with this mid-level mission, not a single one. Weight.
Zhang Qingyu curled up on the head of the bed with her arms around her knees. She was so weak that she didn’t know how to survive. There were too few people like Yan Yan and Xu Lang in newspapers, and more of them were ordinary people like her. Participated in every mission tremblingly, praying that he would survive, but Zhang Qingyu had better luck and did not die miserably like the others.
Putting her head in her arms, she shed tears again. She wanted to be strong and cheer up, but... Some things can't be done with hard work. At this moment, an indifferent man flashed in her mind. The first task is to execute it alone and survive successfully.
"Xu Lang, he can definitely save me, but he seems to hate me... But what can I do besides relying on him?" Zhang Qingyu was in a state of absurdity.
At this time, Xu Lang has been in front of the computer for three or four hours. He has watched no less than 20 love courses and 8 or 9 marriage proposals. He has some understanding of love and marriage proposal, but his personality barriers are very important for women. I'm still a bit sad about dating.
For this reason, Xu Lang began to practice dialogue with the girls in front of the mirror, trying to talk and laugh a little bit, but Xu Lang with pale skin in front of the mirror and a sullen smile. Every time he practiced, he looked very embarrassed and weird.
Two days passed quickly. At 7:30 in the morning on April 18th, on the sofa of the newspaper office, as in the ceremony of each mission, there were many people sitting waiting for the performer to set off.
Yan Yan combed his hair neatly, put on a white shirt, and stood tall and straight at the entrance of the hall. Although his handsome face was expressionless, it was really charming.
The rest of the executors also dressed up carefully, young and beautiful, middle-aged people like He Xiao also picked a good outfit, looking energetic.
Xu Lang was the last to arrive again, and when he came down from the upper floor, everyone looked at him strangely.
Because Xu Lang wore a very serious formal suit and bright leather shoes, he straddled a bag with spare clothes he prepared. For such clothes, Xu Lang confidently prepared two sets, one set in black. Lan, this is the most common dress he chose for a long time in the marriage proposal video.
Seeing everyone looking at him like a monster, Xu Lang was unconscious, and looked at Yan Yan and the others in doubt, and found that they were wearing clothes that showed their own characteristics, and there was no formal one like him.
Zhang Qingyu at the side was a little bit confused, and leaned forward and whispered: "Brother Xu, is your dress a bit too formal? We are going on a blind date instead of selling a house... You wear it. It's a bit like the salesman."
When these words came out, everyone on the side of the sofa laughed. Cheng Guoguo even put his stomach on the ground. He gave Xu Lang a place with a stern smile, and Xu Lang walked over to him and took a look. I don’t understand how I dress up: “I’ve seen this in the marriage proposal videos, is it really wrong
Yan Yan didn't respond to these words, but instead looked up and down Xu Lang, exclaiming in his mouth: "It's very good, it's good. Proposing marriage should be more serious."
Everyone present had never heard Yan Yan joking, and when they heard this, they laughed happily, and all of a sudden diminished the fear of facing mid-level tasks.
As the time counted down, the six executors gathered and laughed and waited. Although a joke just now eased the atmosphere, the pressure brought about by this mission was still quite heavy. Standing at attention, six people were enveloped in white light and disappeared in the newspaper in an instant. (End of this chapter)