"Su He, do you know you are getting popular?" Zhao Luyao had only eaten one bowl of rice before putting down her chopsticks. She looked at Su He who was eating his fourth bowl and couldn't help laughing.
"I'm getting popular?" Su He took a sip of soup before continuing, "Sister Zhao, you are joking with me again..."
Liu Wen was a little curious looking at Zhao Luyao. What happened to Su He in the past period did cause quite a stir in Jinan City, but it was all scolding. Later the police clarified and those people stopped talking. The heat went down quickly.
The case itself was in the confidential stage, and the outside world still did not know what Su He did.
"I'm serious, after tonight, you will become a little internet celebrity!" Zhao Luyao said mysteriously.
Su He didn't take it to heart. He smiled and continued eating. Liu Wen didn't eat anymore either. She poured all the dishes and soup in her plate onto the rice.
"Su He, you really can eat..." Liu Wen said in surprise looking at this scene.
"Hehe...that's how delivery guys are. After this meal, who knows when I can eat dinner again... If I don't eat more now, I won't have the strength to climb stairs at night."
After Su He finished this bowl, he didn't add more. He turned his head and shouted, "Sister Liu, pay the bill, how much?"
"Fifty-one, fifty is fine!"
Liu Wen and Zhao Luyao looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.
This was the first time a man took the initiative to treat them to a meal, and only spent fifty yuan. Su He didn't try to impress them like those other people, which made them feel very comfortable.
"What's so funny?" Su He wiped the corners of his mouth with a paper towel, puzzled, "Do I have rice on my face?"
"No, Su He, thank you for your warm hospitality. We are going shopping now, go with us!"
Su He shook his head. He had to go back and take a nap. He wasted an afternoon and still had to deliver takeout at night.
"Okay, goodbye then."
"Su He, 9pm, Jinan TV Station, don't miss it! Or follow Jinan TV Station's short video platform account. When you wake up tomorrow morning, you will become an internet celebrity..." Zhao Luyao couldn't help but remind Su He to watch the show he recorded before, which would be broadcast tonight, as she walked out the door.
Su He smiled. Other than answering a few questions, later his disruption of Zhang Meng's teaching would probably be cut out. It wouldn't make him suddenly popular.
Back at the Gangwan Youth Apartment, Dong Yong was already up and about. It looked like he could resume delivering takeout in another two days.
Su He was woken up by the alarm at 5pm. He got up, washed his face, and started taking orders.
"Ding, you have a new takeout order, please process it in a timely manner."
He snatched more than 20 orders in one go and activated his crazy takeout delivery mode. The areas he chose were crowded places, with schools, office buildings, and residential areas. Except for going up and down stairs which took quite some time, he maximized his speed on the road with smart navigation.
Rongde Building, parking lot, Area A, parking spot 503, white Audi... At 9pm, Su He only had one last order left, but the customer's requirements were particularly harsh. If not for the note afterwards that there would be a tip, he really didn't want to take such an order.
The order said: "The car key is on the front left wheel, open the passenger side door, feed her a mouthful of braised chicken rice, thank you delivery brother, I will tip you 200 yuan!"
Su He had seen many rich guys. A country bumpkin tipping 200 yuan was normal too. He had delivered food to pets' homes before. This "her" was probably a little cat or dog.
The lights in the parking lot were dim. It was Su He's first time delivering takeout to a parking lot. After wandering around for a bit, he finally found the white Audi and clicked that the order was delivered.
There was indeed a key by the front left wheel. You had to say, these rich people were really bold, they weren't even afraid of him driving the car away.
Su He went around to the passenger side and looked inside through the window. Because of the dim lighting, he only saw a quilt. He pressed the key and pulled open the door. A strong stench of corpse rushed out.
"Cough cough... Damn, could it have starved to death? How long has this guy not fed it?"
Su He immediately called the customer. He waited a long time before the call connected: "Hello, is this Mr. Zhao? How long has it been since you came to feed it? I just opened the car door and a stench of corpse rushed out. I'm afraid it's already starved to death..."
Mr. Zhao sounded a little agitated. He repeatedly emphasized: "Please help me feed her a mouthful, braised chicken is her favorite, please help me..."
Su He felt a little speechless and responded: "Mr. Zhao, listen to me, it's dead already. How can a dead pet eat? Let me send the braised chicken to your home, tell me the address."
Anyway there were no other orders, Su He was in no hurry now. It was obvious this Mr. Zhao still had feelings for his pet.
Suddenly, his phone popped up a notification that Mr. Zhao had given him 200 yuan as a thank you fee.
Then, Mr. Zhao spoke again: "This is all I have left, please help me feed her a mouthful, just one."
"Alright." Su He sighed. What he gave was really too much.
Su He opened the takeout box outside, picked up a piece of chicken, and prepared to just place it by its mouth to satisfy Mr. Zhao's wish.
With his other hand, he slowly lifted the quilt.
"Holy sh*t!"
Su He's pupils suddenly dilated. His whole body jumped back, but there was a wall right behind him. The back of his head banged right into it.
Su He touched the injury. His old wound had split open again and was bleeding.
"How unlucky am I..." Su He looked again at the passenger seat. A putrid female corpse. Because he pulled too hard earlier, the corpse slumped down with its face looking right at him, eyes glaring.
Everything went black in front of him and Su He passed out.
...
Jinan City People's Hospital, private patient room.
Su He woke up to a familiar environment and a familiar doctor. He gave a wry smile.
The doctor was about to speak when Su He cut him off: "Mild concussion, needs to stay in the hospital for observation for two days, pay attention to rest..."
The doctor was stunned for a second. He turned his head to the nurse and said: "Everything he said...are my lines!"
Su He grinned: "Who said it first owns those lines. Remember to deduct it from the medical fees, I diagnosed the illness myself!"
The nurse giggled so hard she had to cover her mouth. She laughed: "Director Hong, you two are so funny. You can perform a skit at the Spring Festival Gala."
Hong Tao was the director of the neurosurgery department. This was Su He's third hospitalization this month. He couldn't help but advise: "Su He, why don't you get a membership card? You can get 20% off next time..."
Su He was speechless. Director Hong sure had a sense of humor.
At this time two police officers walked in. Director Hong was about to remind Su He of something but swallowed his words back when he saw them. The nurse who was trying hard not to laugh walked out with him.
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
