When I Abandoned the Protagonist

    Hearing their words, Su Mingxiu's new team members looked at each other in dismay, and always felt that there was a strange atmosphere over the back kitchen.

    As Su Mingxiu, who was forced to cause the current situation, she knew that the words or explanations she wanted to cover at this time would make the strange atmosphere even more wrong. So I just didn't say a word and walked to the restaurant outside with the fried rice.

    When she moved, it was not suitable for the rest of the people to surround the back kitchen, and they went out one after another.

    Su Mingxiu sat down at a rectangular table with a dinner plate, the existing team members were closely surrounding, just filling the long table, like a nest of chicks, Step by step followed her.

    On the opposite table behind her, she took a long leg and pulled away the chair facing Su Mingxiu. The back of the chair was too strong because of her strength, "Boom. ” Su Mingxiu, who bumped into the meal, took a meal.

    Paul Tong, who took a step slowly, sat across from Suhui with a smile, as if he had taken a fancy to this feng shui treasure where he could directly observe Su Mingxiu's figure, and was not at all frustrated by the failure of the plan.

    Annie sat down against the paulownia, and asked aloud, "Xiaoxiu, are you alright?"

    This seems to imply that Su Hui's actions just now were too rude.

    Wang Zhi felt bad on either side, so she simply sat down on the narrower end of the table, and her wide line of sight allowed her to take into account what happened at the two tables at the same time.

    [What Shura Field! Of course adults want all of them (arrogant.jpg)]

    [Fight! Fight! ]

    In the barrage, it is not too big to watch the show, and the flow of the program group once exceeded the live broadcast room of this part.

    Su Mingxiu was flying back and forth excitedly from the little dragonfly camera, guessing that their performance may have created traffic for the program team. But she didn't want people to watch the play, so she replied calmly: "It's fine."

    It's just that the chair behind her was pressed tightly against her, making it impossible for her to get up and leave now.

    Su Mingxiu had no choice but to slow down her meal, chewing slowly, at a leisurely pace. The members at the same table had already finished eating, and she had just finished half of it on her plate.

    The girls said goodbye to her with a dinner plate and left first. Su Mingxiu said "um", and when she looked up, she saw a corner that the camera couldn't capture. Get things done with a laptop.

    The screen is just facing her, so she can see the colorful lines on it.

    Su Mingxiu felt familiar for no reason, and even had the urge to look closely, and told her directly that she might want to bring back the family storefront required by the system mission. There is not only a way to make money by participating in the recording of the program group.

    "Can't you finish eating Mingxiu?"

     Paulownia sat next to her at some point, resting her head on one hand and looking at her intently, with a strong desire to help solve the problem.

    The black-haired woman withdrew her eyes, did not meet her eyes, but lowered her head and looked at herself seriously ..340;The plate, calmly replied: "No, I just eat slowly some."

    "Have you finished the division of labor in your group?" Paulownia asked, "Is there anything I can help?"

    Then she helped her abruptly: "Yes, Xiuxiu, Paulownia sings very well. She has won awards since she was a child. She taught you—"

    "No." This time, it was Su Hui who had been sitting across from him and had been eating with his head down.

    Her plate was empty at some point, the spoon was placed on the plate, and when she raised her head, the color of her blue eyes seemed to settle down a little, turning into a melancholy gray-blue.

    She looked Annie's eyes directly, and said word by word: "I promised to teach her to sing in the morning, so she will teach me that part."

    Cut.

    Annie pouted, thinking that you don't even know the program flow in the morning. Could it be that the prophet Su Mingxiu will choose the vocal?

    [Blow, you continue to blow, believe it or not, I sent the video to Su Mingxiu when you were grouped? ]

    [On how jealousy made a queen tell a lame lie]

    [Once again faced with a choice, but I have no sympathy for Su Mingxiu what to do hahaha]

    …

    Choice was thrown again beyond her expectations.

    Su Mingxiu felt that the pretence of being gentle and talkative in the sight of Paulownia beside her faded away, revealing her persistent side.

    And the chair behind her was always pressed against her back, and she hadn't relaxed for a moment from just now.

    She knew she should make a choice at this time. But the screen on the staff's computer not far away caught her attention too much. Rather than choosing between the two to teach herself to sing, she wanted to know what software it was.

    So everyone was looking forward to it, Su Mingxiu swallowed the food in his mouth and said calmly, "Thank you, but now I have other arrangements than practice."

    This is what it means to refuse.

    Paul Tong looked straight at her for a long time, and finally showed an understanding smile, and said to her: "It doesn't matter, it can be done another day, in short, remember to come to me when you need help."

    Behind Su Mingxiu, Su Hui, who heard the rejection, lowered his eyes again, covering up a bit of self-deprecation.

    She knew that her judgment on this person was right—

    Careful, indecisive, insisting on multiple boats, not giving anyone a clear answer.

    Su Mingxiu didn't know what they were thinking about, but seeing that the tense atmosphere during lunch disappeared with their departure, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in her heart.

    When walking towards the staff, she inadvertently thought: Wang Zhi and Annie's favorability has not broken through the friendship value, but Paulownia is not quite right.

    The appearance of intentional or unintentional stimulation...

    She was sure that she had not given the other party any unique hints that she should not have. It seemed that she had to find an opportunity to let her understand her thoughts without a trace.

    Thinking like this, Su Mingxiu walked to the staff and asked him in a low voice about the software just now.

    The camera was careful not to show the staff member's face, only his voice was included: ..

    "You mean stocks? Hey, the ones I bought recently are all green, I shouldn't have opened them just now - no, I can't talk anymore, go and do your own business."

    He still remembered that this was recording a show, so he urged the contestants to do what they were supposed to do, intentionally or not.

    "Stocks?"

    Su Mingxiu felt that this word was familiar, and related common sense appeared in her mind. But she also knew that this was not something the original owner had come into contact with.

    ...It was here that she realized that her memories and experiences were definitely sealed or erased by some force.

    She pretended not to understand the little brother's reminder, and said to herself, "Can I take a look?"

    "No," the staff rejected her without hesitation: "You are now a closed training camp, and you cannot touch any electronic devices."

    "Is it okay to make money to pay off debts?" Su Mingxiu asked again.

    "emmmm..." The person hesitated for a long time, and at her insistence, moved out of the boss: "Why don't you ask the director?"

    [Smile! I knew that I would never be disappointed in her live broadcast room, others are singing and dancing to change their fate, but Su Mingxiu does not take the usual path]

    [Are you serious? If you have never been in contact with it, you will only lose money if you go in there? The show team should stop her, the children are all in debt, and then enter the big A gambling - the game will be lost.]

    [Fuck! Why does watching a variety show remind me of that green fund? ]

    …

    Su Mingxiu didn't know how many netizens' painful memories her actions evoked. She took the camera of the live broadcast room to find the chief director of the show.

    On the way to there, the system was not good, it remembered that there was a world before that made Su Mingxiu a powerful agent in the entertainment industry, and her family was rich... At that time, she even gave the protagonist Enrolled in a finance course.

    The ability to manage money still remains in her instinct. But if Su Mingxiu is allowed to make money and open a store like this, it is obviously not its original intention.

    So it quickly stopped: "Warning! The host is not allowed to use other successful methods to achieve the purpose of opening a store!"

    [Oh, why? 】

      】

     The elements are already so complicated, and there is no harm in having one more. From today, it is better to change your name to the God of Cooking Financial Strategy System. 】

    […]

    The system typed the code and started swearing, wondering what kind of mess she is?

    Why has Su Mingxiu's memory been erased, and she has chosen an ordinary identity with a low level of technological development and cannot threaten her existence, this person can still use snakeskin manipulation to bypass Its planned ending?

    Why? !

    Su Mingxiu actually heard the jingling in her mind. But he didn't care, at this moment he just entered the chief director's office with the camera.

    Because of being behind the scenes, the live camera cannot capture the next content. So after the audience turned to other live rooms, after an hour, they found that…

    Su Mingxiu came out with her computer.

    I even found a corner and sat with my computer until the middle of the night, neither watching my own songs nor going to the dance studio to practice.

    [She looks like she really wants to make money by trading stocks…]

    [Help, 101 Do you still remember that this is a talent show, someone will take her back! ]

    [I really want to know what's on her screen...Isn't my big member worthy of watching people make money? ]

    Six in the morning.

    Su Mingxiu succeeded in operating the computer because she was too boring, and the audience in the live broadcast room was boiled away. She sat by the corner wall for the night, just remembering to move her muscles and bones—

    When I stretched my waist and retracted my hand, my fingertips accidentally touched a wisp of coolness.

    She turned her head and crashed into the fringed silver.

    It is retrospective.

    I don't know if this merman is energetic, always appearing in good spirits, and this is also the case at this moment, people can't see exactly when she is here, and more No feeling of just getting up.

    "Why are you here?"

    "I said I want to teach you to sing." When the ethereal voice answered her, it was still a matter of course.

    At that time, the morning sun was just rising, and the orange warm morning light slipped in from the floor-to-ceiling windows next to them and quietly draped over them.

    Su Mingxiu looked at the data overnight, her mind was a little confused, and after a while, she said, "Okay."

    Then she was dragged by Su Hui to the nearest dance studio, and the live camera followed slowly, but was stopped by the closed door.

    Sporadic audience who just stayed up late:

    —

    [What? ]

    [What is the unique secret that my vip cannot learn? ]

    Indoor, Su Mingxiu was also a little stunned. She didn't expect Suhui to close the door. She was still in a daze when she heard Suhui say: "Practice your voice, I will listen."

    The black-haired woman blinked her eyes, and her face was tired, but she did not refuse, recalling the teaching of teacher vocal, she opened her mouth and made a few notes, but the scales were not finished—

    Su Hui interrupted: "Wrong."

    Huh?

    Su Mingxiu looked at her, but was covered by the shadow of the other party, followed by a cool kiss.

    As soon as he opened his mouth, the tip of the other party's tongue also poured in.

    Su Hui pressed her against the railing of the presser leg, and at the same time pressed against her, his fingertips strove to touch the skin of her throat, and then slowly slipped along the curve of the figure: " Not here..."

    The solemn teaching tone, people can't hear what kind of things they are doing at the moment: "Use here."

    Vague words overflowing with teachings.

    Su Ming Embroidery: “…”

    At first she was caught off guard by the kiss, but now she heard Su Hui's words and realized... what method this bad fish is using to teach her to sing.

    There was a flash of laughter in her black eyes, she deliberately pretended not to be able to learn, which caused Su Hui to "teach" her again and again and more than before.

    Live footage was blocked in vain.

    At some point, Paulownia who got up early also stood at the door of this dance studio.

    After a few times, I found that Su Mingxiu was taking advantage of myself, so I suddenly said in her ear: "If you still can't learn—"

    "How about we go outside to study?"