Fang Shan responded with the sound of the door being locked ruthlessly.
"Naughty." When Fang Shan spoke, there was a hint of frivolity in his mouth: "I'm here!"
"I've added a few more varieties to the wine cabinet." A voice that was neither salty nor bland came from the bathroom: "You have one last chance before you kick me out."
Outside the door were the sounds of footsteps leaving in a hurry.
Wei Sushen sighed quietly. Fortunately, this unreliable system was addicted to alcohol.
As soon as he put on his bathrobe, when he thought about it, he didn't know what he was thankful for. It was obvious that in Fang Shan's eyes, he was not as important as a bottle of wine.
When he went out, two of the three bottles of wine had been killed.
Fang Shan is not particular about drinking and only chooses the biggest bottle. When he saw Wei Sushen, he raised the bottle and said, "Hey, brothers, let's have a bottle."
Wei Sushen walked up to him and said, "Spit it out."
Fang Shan tilted his head.
Wei Sushen sneered: "Don't act stupid, bottle cap."
With the lessons learned from the past, he will not let Fang Shan hide the 'murder weapon' secretly again.
After drinking the wine for nothing, Fang Shan had a good attitude and handed over all the bottle caps.
"Don't worry, I won't be hit by two bottles of wine." Fang Shan stood up tremblingly, shook his head after failure, and instantly woke up.
He liked to sit cross-legged and look at Wei Su Shen carefully. The wet hair made the latter's edges look less sharp.
"It needs to be adjusted." Fang Shan said: "You have a cold handsomeness, which can easily make people fearful, which is not conducive to improving your face value."
Wei Sushen slowly wiped the water droplets from the ends of his hair with a towel. He didn't seem to like using a hair dryer. Fang Shan didn't see it in the room anyway.
"It's hard to change a person's temperament." Wei Sushen stood under the light for a long time, as if even the shadows were stereotyped.
Fang Shan found a white shirt and the only pair of jeans, and then conjured up a pair of black rimless glasses like magic: "Put them on and take a look."
Wei Sushen did not refuse.
The lenses without prescription concealed the sharp eyes.
Fang Shan helped him straighten his bangs again, and paired it with a boyish white shirt, which instantly wiped away his aggressive aura.
However, the moment their eyes met, even the lenses could not block the violence in Wei Sushen's eyes.
Fang Shan was helpless: "Try to shift your gaze a little bit."
Wei Sushen looked away from each other.
Fang Shan snapped his fingers: "Yes, that's how pitiful he is."
Coupled with a determined expression, people can't help but want to bully.
Wei Sushen took off his glasses and began to analyze the results of this monthly exam.
A smile suddenly broke out on Fang Shan's face: "You are very smart."
At this moment, the drunkenness in his eyes disappeared.
Among the hosts he brought, Wei Sushen was the most inhumane, but also the most 'obedient', which saved him a lot of unnecessary trouble.
Wei Sushen arrived at school in this look the next day.
The boy in white still had a trace of youthfulness that had not faded away. When he entered the campus, the girls passing by could not help but feel their hearts pounding.
However, in the eyes of the three groups, it was a different experience.
The shy young man on the stage—
Who are you
Wei Sushen adjusted his black-rimmed glasses and said after reading the score analysis: "I have said everything that needs to be said at the parent-teacher meeting."
Many students lowered their heads wherever they looked.
The student with the worst grades was half a beat slower, and unfortunately his eyes met with those of Wei Sushen... After checking his eyes, it was still the same cruel teacher.
"I have dark circles under my eyes," Wei Sushen nodded slightly: "Have you started working hard?"
The student with the worst grades was on the verge of tears: "Studying makes me happy."
As soon as the parent-teacher meeting ended, he was severely punished by his father, who claimed that if he failed to pass the final exam, he would be sent directly to get married.
Students study in private, and Wei Sushen only serves as a deterrent. In other words, he does not need to invest too much effort.
"Only one mission can be done at a time?"
"If the host is willing, I can help you improve your face value."
The recent changes in Class Three have been so great that after hearing about their experiences, students in several other classes thought it was even more exciting than the TV series they had watched.
The person in charge of the group teaches, and the naughty child is forced to become a good person.
No novel would dare to be written like this.
9 p.m.
24-hour coffee shop.
Wei Sushen stood at the door: "Here?"
Fang Shan nodded and said regretfully: "It's a pity it's not a tavern."
Wei Sushen asked seriously: "Have you ever considered giving up drinking?"
Fang Shan was stunned on the spot, unable to believe what he heard from his mouth: "I'm so good to you, why do you want to harm me?"
Wei Sushen shook his head and gave up the theory.
Fang Shan's expression returned to seriousness: "It is not advisable to perform tasks at the same time, but you can seek benefits from other entry points. The task of teaching and educating people is to let you cultivate your own power. As long as you follow this principle, the host can have appropriate contact with some outstanding people. Talent.”
Wei Sushen: "Is it a side shot?"
Fang Shan curled his lips: "I risked my life and flirted with the mission settlement system so many times. Do you think it was for nothing?"
He has summarized many practical routines.
Wei Sushen narrowed his eyes: "Are there other systems?"
Fang Shan didn't want to talk about this topic, and focused his attention on the recruitment notice outside: "I have searched for information on all talents in this city, and the owner of this coffee shop is the most valuable."
Wei Sushen glanced at the working hours on the recruitment notice, which read from 7 p.m. to 0 p.m.
The boss was an ordinary middle-aged man, but when Wei Sushen saw him for the first time, he was startled: "He's actually still alive."
"know?"
Wei Sushen: "Not really."
The boss's real name was Milo. He was a computer genius, but he also got into a lot of trouble because of his excessive skills. He later disappeared and was said to have drowned while swimming.
Wei Sushen had also thought about recruiting and asked Arthur to contact him privately. However, the boss had a character that did not allow him to get in touch with others.
The location of the store is relatively remote, and there is only one couple chatting here.
The boss thought it was another guest and looked up.
Wei Sushen walked to the bar. Thinking of Fang Shan's reminder, he shifted his gaze and deliberately lowered his voice: "I'm here to apply."
The boss's eyes turned to look at him. Wei Sushen's temperament didn't match the soft light of the cafe, and he looked a bit gloomy.
But he was recruiting employees, not talkative faces, and he himself didn’t like interpersonal communication, so this kind of existence was quite satisfactory.
After briefly introducing the salary and benefits, Wei Sushen did not put forward any additional conditions, which made him very satisfied.
The boss's eyes fell on Fang Shan, who waved his hands repeatedly: "I came with him."
The boss made two cups of coffee with his own hands: "You can drink it."
Fang Shan: "Do you have any wine?"
“…”
In one day, Wei Sushen got an extra part-time job. Even without Fang Shan's request, he would find a way to get close to Milo. A group does not lack talents, but it lacks geniuses.
Wei Sushen and Milo gradually got to know each other, and Fang Shan lived in Wei Sushen's brain most of the time. Occasionally, he would come out for some air. At night, when Wei Sushen worked, he would sit in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and drink a small drink.
In Fang Shan's description, Wei Sushen was not welcomed at home and could not even get enough to eat.
"Can you imagine that his younger brother was fed to become a little fat man, but he is so thin?"
Thin
The boss looked at Wei Sushen's height of over 1.8 meters and his muscles that could make girls scream, and walked aside silently.
The location of the coffee shop is not good, but the customer flow during the day is not bad. In the age of the omnipotent Internet, many repeat customers have left positive reviews, attracting many young people pursuing romance.
weekend.
It rains heavily and the cafe becomes crowded. People seeking shelter from the rain will order a cup of coffee to warm themselves up.
The store was almost full. When Wei Sushen arrived, the boss breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank God, you came a little early."
He couldn't handle it anymore.
Wei Sushen changed into work clothes and helped place orders.
The weather was bad, and the young people were very angry. After waiting for a long time, they would inevitably feel bad. When Wei Sushen came over, he cursed a few words: "I have been waiting for fifteen minutes for a coffee. Do you know how much time I wasted?"
Wei Sushen said calmly: "Everyone's time is precious."
The implication is not to delay him from serving other guests.
The young man sneered: "A waiter is quite reasonable."
[Fang Shan: The point giver is here, hurry up, I have ten ways to deal with it, host, please seize the opportunity. ]
Wei Sushen Jiantian was particularly cooperative and performed according to the information sent by his brain. He straightened his back slightly, clenched his fists with his hands, and his eyes were firm: "I can't be a waiter forever. I have my own dreams. I am poor but ambitious."
The young man made a sound, but didn't say much.
[Fang Shan: Find a way to show your face in the news in the future. If this young man happens to see it, it will be a slap in the face. ]
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the guests' eyes gradually focused on the pouring rain, and they fell into melancholy.
Sitting at the farthest corner is a couple, the man is handsome and the woman is beautiful.
They just got off the plane this morning and didn't have time to go home. The husband accompanied his wife to visit her former teacher, but it rained heavily on the way.
Although the man has a handsome face, he is somewhat sinister and cruel, and he is a difficult person to get along with at first glance.
At this moment, he was slightly absent-minded: "That's... our son?"
The men all suspected that they were hallucinating.
The beautiful woman sitting opposite frowned slightly: "No, it's your son."
She couldn't have such a middle-class son.
After all, the beautiful woman still made a call: "Arthur, what is Su Shen doing recently?"
Arthur didn't hide anything on the other end of the phone. Even if he hid it, Mrs. Yi would soon find out with his power: "Be a teacher."
“…”
"anything else?"
"I heard that someone is working part-time as a waiter."
There was a strange light in the beautiful woman's eyes: "Pick a time and let him go to Dr. Joseph for a checkup."
Arthur: "The boss took the initiative to go there a month ago."
“…”
After the call ended, the beautiful woman looked at the busy figures in the coffee shop. She was smiling, but she gave people a very cold feeling. Finally, she pointed the finger at her husband: "In half a month, let your son Get back to normal or get separated.”
She had long been dissatisfied with her husband's authoritarian education methods, but now, her son seemed to be showing signs of schizophrenia.
The man rubbed his thumb and index finger back and forth habitually, and his cold eyes followed Wei Su Shen's figure.
After the rain stopped, the weather forecast said there would be strong winds at night, so the boss closed the shop early. Before ten o'clock, Wei Sushen got off work.
Usually at this time, there is still a residual bustle in the city center, but today there are only dim street lights.
There was a tall man standing at the corner in front, his brows furrowed, and the fierceness in his eyes made him look more like a mercenary who had been walking on a knife's edge all year round.
"Resign and go back to the company tomorrow to do what you should do." The man gave the order directly without asking the reason.
The relationship between father and son has been the same for decades. Wei Sushen did not ask when the other party came back, and only said: "No one wants to be a stumbling block on the road to my dream."
Having been with Fang Shan for a long time, such passionate and inspiring words can be blurted out without even thinking.
The man's eyebrows twitched fiercely: "Don't force me to take action."
Wei Sushen said calmly: "You can try it."
After saying that, he put his hands in his pockets and slowly walked out of the alley, hailed a taxi and went back.
[Fang Shan: Poor little unpopular person, don’t be sad, I will love you. ]
Wei Sushen has summarized many of Fangshan's characteristics. For example, as long as it resides in the brain, it will have an excessive "love".
[Fang Shan: Considering that the host’s father may suppress you at any time, it is recommended to establish countermeasures in advance. ]
"No need," Wei Sushen looked out the car window: "He doesn't even have the ability to enter the house tonight."
If you are allowed to dominate the shopping mall and call the shots, being strict with your wife is enough to be fatal.
Sure enough, the poor 'old father' was locked out by his wife that night.
Wei Sushen's life went on peacefully, with only half a month left before the final exam. Every student in Class 3 studied hard in order not to go bankrupt, and their grades improved significantly. In his spare time, he began to think about what the bizarre world Fang Shan talked about looked like.
That day, as soon as I walked into the coffee shop, I noticed an additional figure in the store.
The boss smiled and introduced: "This is a new employee, taking over Aunt Chen's responsibility for cleaning."
Wei Sushen's pupils shrank suddenly...
After the boss walked away, Wei Sushen said coldly: "Are you crazy?"
The man curled up his lips and squinted his eyes to cover up the fierce light inside...
Aren't you unwilling to listen to advice and return to the company? There is a wife who is suppressing him and dare not use any means openly. Now he wants to see who can't stand it first.
I saw the man with a rag in his left hand and a broom in his right hand, wagging his fingers provocatively at Wei Sushen:
Come on, let's hurt each other.