Wear it quickly, it's better to live a miserable life than to die

Suddenly, a large area around was cleared, and some people heard the sound and were on their way to eat the melons.

The supermarket was crowded at that time, especially at the checkout counters. There were several checkout counters working together, and there were long queues of people, many of them with their families.

But, just for a moment, the system seemed to lack power and suddenly stalled.

Lan Jingsheng got up and looked at the pairs of bright eyes fixed on him, their looks reflecting gossip.

I thought to myself: "It would be better to faint and avoid this Shura scene."

I've already crawled up, is it too late to faint?

The supermarket manager rushed over, stood in front of Lan Jingsheng, and asked, "Sir, do you need any help?"

Lan Jingsheng waved his hands awkwardly, and when he stood up, he staggered and looked painful, trying to hide his embarrassment.

"It's okay, I just had a leg cramp and couldn't stand steadily. It will be fine in a while."

The manager winked at the clerk and asked him to pick up the scattered items on the ground.

Then he put on a smile and said, "Sir, do you still need these things? Do you want to take a break?"

Subtext: Leave quickly if nothing happens, don’t let anything happen in the store.

Lan Jingsheng just wanted to escape quickly. He looked at the things that had been picked up and gritted his teeth. "Excuse me, I can't stand now. Can you give me a break for two minutes? Or, can you please help me pay the bill while I wait for a while."

The manager nodded and opened a new cashier counter specifically to serve Lan Jingsheng.

One wanted to leave quickly, the other wanted to leave quickly, and the two sides had a tacit understanding.

While waiting, the older brother who was shopping with his wife and children next to him, wearing a floral shirt, a big gold chain, tight pants, and loafers, looked at Lan Jingsheng and gloated over his misfortune.

"Brother, why are you so weak? As a man, you should be nicer to yourself..." blah blah, he output more than 3,000 words in one breath.

Lan Jingsheng just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. He finally understood that while he wanted to consume the system's energy, the system was also planning to consume his willpower and embarrass him in various ways.

I wonder where it will happen next time?

In this kind of situation, it all depends on who comes out on top first.

In order to pretend to be more realistic, Lan Jingsheng limped away carrying the bag. When they reached a place where there was no one around, he ran away with the bag in his hand.

Soon, he saw the scene in the supermarket on a short video on his mobile phone, with a caption below discussing the physical health of young people and today's rapidly developing economy, which sounded quite plausible.

But Lan Jingsheng wants to find someone to sue them. Mosaic? At least mosaic his face. Doesn’t he have any dignity?

Ding Yi got off work late recently. When Lan Jingsheng returned to the apartment, he did not start cooking right away. Instead, he sent a message to Ding Yi, wanting to know when she would get off work.

When Ding Yi didn't reply, Lan Jingsheng knew that she was still working overtime.

A man was curled up on the sofa. He was 1.85 meters tall, but looked like 1.7 meters.

Li Xingwen was on a business trip, and the only person who could come to see him couldn't come. Lan Jingsheng hugged himself and cursed the system's ancestors in his heart.

There was no movement from the system. After cursing for a while, Lan Jingsheng felt himself getting bored.

He only dared to curse in his heart and didn't dare to say a word to the system in reality. If he did, something bad would happen and he would not be able to control his behavior.

Being highly regarded is also a kind of distress. Ding Yi stared at the data in the laboratory, recorded them carefully, and carefully concealed his shortcomings.

After get off work, she took out her phone and replied to Lan Jingsheng, telling him the approximate time she would be back.

Unfortunately, Ding Yi did not return on time. On the way, he was stopped by a sports car with a blond young man sitting in the car.

The young man saw him, showed his white teeth and jumped out of the car.

"Master, I finally see you. Are you all right?"

Caught off guard, Ding Yi's face darkened, "Old man, am I really old?"

The yellow-haired man shuddered and responded hurriedly, "Not old, not old, slap!" He slapped himself on the face, and said carefully and politely, "Master, Master, I'm carrying your bag for you. I just got off work. Are you tired? How about I take you home?"

Huangmao patted the car body to show off his latest sports car.

The light of the street lamp was partially blocked by the leaves, and fell on the face, casting a shadow. Ding Yi had good eyesight and was not restricted at night. He recognized the young man in front of him as Fan Shao, who was beaten for speeding and molesting that night.

The hair changed from green to yellow, and I almost couldn't recognize it.

"No need, I'm not your master either, don't yell, or I'll beat you up."

Mr. Fan pursed his lips and acted like a little girl, which was really eye-catching.

"Master, please accept me as your disciple. I promise to be a good boy. Look at me. I have a unique bone structure. Am I a martial arts genius? Am I the best candidate to inherit your legacy?"

Ding Yi looked at him, and there was hope in Fan Shao's eyes. Then he looked at his clothes, which had no logos, were well-cut, and made of good fabrics. Then he looked at his car, a latest model sports car, which cost no less than 10 million yuan.

It can be seen that her family is quite wealthy and she is favored.

"What's your name?"

"Master, my name is Fan Fan, Fan means range, and Fan means ordinary." Fan Fan looked at Ding Yi eagerly, like a pug, and his eyes were exactly the same as the way a Taotie cub looked at Yaoyao.

Ding Yi looked away awkwardly, with other thoughts in his mind.

"Let's talk about it another day. Just add a number and we'll contact each other later."

Fan Fan couldn't wait to take out his cell phone and called Ding Yi. He watched Ding Yi go away, jumped into the car, and banged on the steering wheel excitedly.

"Yeah, the first step to success is to add contact information. We'll talk about it later. Sooner or later, Master will see my determination and teach me advanced martial arts. From then on, flying over eaves and walking on walls will not be a dream. Haha, those guys will have to crawl under my feet in the future. Let's see if they still look down on me. Humph!"

Fan Fan raised his fist, determined to win, his eyes were fiery, and he looked very much like a middle school student.

Lan Jingsheng was still busy in the kitchen. Seeing that Ding Yi came back later than expected, he didn't ask anything.

He had walked that road with Zhong Qiaoxi countless times, and he could tell how long it would take even with his eyes closed.

"Why did you want to cook tonight? You didn't want to, so tell me, what do you want me to solve?"

Ding Yi's morality is sometimes there and sometimes not, but it is just there at this time.

Lan Jingsheng smiled awkwardly and talked about what happened today, especially what happened in the supermarket.

"Is he dying?"

"According to what you said, it should be. I estimate that it happened only once or twice. You should be careful. He is probably up to something bad. But don't worry, his life is safe. According to my calculations, the next time may be more embarrassing. If it happens in the company, I suggest you resign. He may choose a time when your company is cooperating with other companies, so you should prepare your excuses in advance."

Ding Yi ate all the delicacies on the table with peace of mind, patted his stomach, and went to wash up contentedly, leaving Lan Jingsheng to slowly think of a strategy.