This sentence was so affectionate that Zhang Hanju's ears were numb.
The boss would never be so gentle and comforting. He would ask her ruthlessly, "Are you an idiot if you can't even do this well?"
When it came time to write letters in the evening, the three girls all wrote the letters and delivered them to the boys' mailboxes one by one. The same was true for the boys.
Zhang Hanju opened the communication screen in the room, held up the pink letter paper and said, "Look, should I write to Xu Feiyang or Shen Tianhuan? I think they both like me. Also, during dinner just now, Shao Ze kept staring at me. As soon as I looked back, he looked away. I felt that he was also interested in me. Really, why is it so difficult to choose!"
At this time, Zhong Xingfeng in front of the screen finished listening, half-squinted his eyes, held the tea cup thoughtfully and took a sip. It seemed that the tea was not good. He only drank good tea. If he drank good tea, his expression You won't be as speechless as if you drank urine.
An Shuang was also on the side. He got up from his chair and called An Shuang over.
Then walked out.
"What's wrong? What did the boss just say?"
An Shuang rolled his eyes and said, "He asked me to give you some advice."
"Consultant, he is afraid that if all three of them write to me, I will be squeezed out by girls, right? Hahahahaha, that's not possible. I don't think Zou Qiuyue and Yang Jiajia are this type of characters, don't worry."
An Shuang's mouth twitched, "You can write whatever you want."
"Didn't you say you would give me some advice?"
"Oh, since you said I like you, then just write whatever you want."
"What if I hurt the other one?"
An Shuang laughed loudly, "Sister, they are just part of the system. There are codes in their bodies. Are you afraid that they will be harmed? They don't even have thoughts. They have to do whatever we want to control them. Just treat them as Scarecrow who plays games with you.”
"At first glance, you have never experienced Sunrise games. You don't know how lifelike they are, exactly like real people."
"Write, we will collect letters in a while." An Shuang reminded her.
"Then I'll write to Shen Tianhuan."
"Why, you still think he looks like the boss?" An Shuang lowered his voice, with some sympathy in his eyes. He had never seen such a arrogant girl.
"No, he doesn't look like that. It's just that when I was burned by oil, he cared about me, and before he left, he told me to be careful next time. Look at how considerate he is."
An Shuang looked helpless, "Are you moved now? Okay, that's enough. You can write it, I won't comment."
"Don't look at me with such respect and blessing." Zhang Hanju said as he stuffed the one-line letter back into the envelope.
An hour later, the messenger of Sunrise Games delivered the letters of both men and women to them respectively.
Shao Ze, Xu Feiyang and Shen Tianhuan sat on the sofa and each opened their letters.
Xu Feiyang opened it and saw the letter that read, "Come to a strange place and start this game. Go to bed early tonight so you can be energetic tomorrow."
He put away the letter with satisfaction, and secretly caught the changes in the expressions of the other two companions.
Shao Ze didn't receive a letter. On the contrary, Shen Tianhuan received two letters. It was really a drought.
The three of them remained silent in tacit agreement, harboring secret intentions for each other.
There was a lot of excitement on the lady's side. From the moment the messenger arrived, Zou Qiuyue kept talking. Her excitement also infected Zhang Hanju. Only Yang Jiajia on the other side was not too anxious and sat on the sofa watching the scene. The man took out the letter.
"This is yours, Miss Zou."
Zou Qiuyue thanked her profusely and took it. It read, "Your voice is very nice. I hope I can communicate with you again tomorrow. Thank you for coming."
She was very happy holding the letter, although she didn't know who gave it to her.
Yang Jiajia also stepped forward to get it. It was Zhang Hanju's turn to reach out. The messenger was slightly apologetic and pointed at Yang Jiajia, who had taken two letters.
"Did you take too much?" Zhang Hanju was confused.
The sender quickly explained, "No, both letters are for Miss Yang."
"What! Excuse me? How can it still be like this? It's not fair at all! It shouldn't be! What's going on!"
If Xu Feiyang didn't have a good impression of her, why did he offer to cook dinner with her? As for Shen Tianhuan who came to help halfway, it was even more strange. Didn't he tell her to be careful next time?
If he didn't care about her, why would he be so anxious!
Be careful next time!
Be careful next time!
Be careful next time shit!
Zhang Hanju's anger rose up.
In an instant, this word of concern changed its flavor.
When she first heard it, she thought it was concern, but looking back on it now, it seemed like it was a threat.
Could it be her misunderstanding?
Zou Qiuyue came over to comfort her, "How about we go eat some pastries. You seem to be in a bad mood. This is the first day, so don't overthink it."
"It's okay, I want to go back to my room and take a rest."
"Okay, then we'll see you tomorrow."
"OK, good night."
Yang Jiajia read the first letter and was not surprised. When she opened the second letter, the corners of her lips raised slightly, showing a bit of pride.
Her smile made Zou Qiuyue feel scared. She had never seen her smile like this before. It was a bit eerie.
With a click, Zhang Hanju locked the door.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he was about to turn on the display screen.
Before her butt could get hot, her consciousness was slowly becoming blurry out of control.
"What's wrong with me..." He lay down on the bed.
When she opened her eyes again, she was already in the simulation cabin.
Since this is a consciousness-embedded experience game, before the game starts, the consciousness will be left in the simulation cabin waiting for inspection.
She sat on the chair in the simulation cabin and started talking to everyone in the control room, feeling very angry.
"What's going on? I just played and haven't warmed up in the game yet, and you guys got it back for me!"
Zhong Xingfeng pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose and turned his head to signal An Shuang to speak.
An Shuang cleared his throat, "Well...actually you have been eliminated."
"What! What did you say! I was eliminated, and you didn't tell me that I would be eliminated again."
Zhong Xingfeng inserted a knife, "We didn't expect that you would be thrown out in the first game."
This is her fault.
Zhang Hanju cursed, "It's that Shen Tianhuan. Before he left, he told me to be careful. I thought it was a pledge of surrender, but it turned out to be a threatening horn."
Ye Xuyang came closer. They seemed to be discussing something, and they seemed to be rating or analyzing something based on Zhang Hanju's performance.
"Have you come to a conclusion? I can't even hear what you are saying!"
Ye Xuyang asked, "What clues did you find at the beginning of the game?"
"I don't understand what clues you want."
"If there is something wrong with someone and does not conform to the trajectory of a normal game character, then he may be an error code derived from the game."
She became excited when she mentioned this, "I think it's Shen Tianhuan. It must be him. He also told me to be careful. He must have known that I was a field tester of the game and was worried about what I might see. So one step kicked me out."
"Isn't it because this game character didn't choose you that you're angry?" He Houdan, assistant to the character model, was furious.
"What nonsense are you talking about! Am I that kind of person?"
After a pause, Zhang Hanju whispered, "Well, actually, I think they all look like real people. They all seem to be the consciousness of the user. I can't tell who is the NPC and who is the user with autonomous consciousness."
Everyone in the control room looked at Zhong Xingfeng, waiting for his next instruction.
I saw Zhong Xingfeng reopening the backstage, his fingers quickly saying, "Get ready, re-enter in three seconds."
"Still entering the first round?" Before she could finish the last word, she was sent back.
It’s still the same driver, and it’s still this mountain road.
The driver talked to her while driving, "Did Ms. Zhang have any dreams the night before the event?"
Zhang Hanju looked at the sky and said, "The sun hasn't fully risen yet, so it's best not to dream."
"Why is this?"
Zhang Hanju was about to say that her grandma told her, but the first conversation came into her mind, and they were both repeating the conversation from the first game.
She suddenly hated this feeling, as if she was being manipulated and had to follow fixed lines to lay out the plot.
So she changed her words, "If you dream before the sun rises, the dream will become a dream again."
She looked at the driver expectantly. If she changed her lines, would this person's lines change?
The driver didn't say anything, as if he didn't hear what she just said. When he got to the place, he still had the same respectful expression and said, "Ms. Zhang, get your things, you are the first to arrive."
She recalled the words of her colleagues, who were just scarecrows to play with.
However, these scarecrows speak volumes.
Thin goosebumps appeared on her arms, and cold sweat ran down her back.
