The lazy cat master's secrets were revealed, and the male protagonist was thinking about him

Time passed and the clock pointed to eight thirty in the morning.

The news channel screen changed and a current affairs news was interrupted.

"It is 8:30 Beijing time, and this is Fengmin Street in Yucheng. As school starts, traffic volume has increased dramatically. Please try to take the subway when traveling."

Suddenly, there was a loud "boom" and the news screen shook before finally settling on the overturned tanker truck.

Screams and cries were intertwined and continuous, and the picture went black in an instant.

Zhou Zhou pulled his bangs with one hand, frowned his thick eyebrows, and stared at the TV screen intently.

About ten seconds later, the black screen lit up again.

What came into view was Fengmin Street with flames rising into the sky. The overturned oil tanker truck exploded and the surrounding cars were unfortunately affected.

Zhou Zhou saw an unfamiliar car turned into charcoal in the explosion, and his scalp went numb instantly.

If he was in that car at that moment, he would have been blown to pieces.

The picture shook, and a green bus appeared on the screen, leaning over the car next to it.

A crowd of people rushed out of the car, all with pale faces.

The heroine Su Wanxing was squeezed in the crowd at this time. Perhaps because she looked too youthful and beautiful, the camera stayed on her face for a few seconds.

On her fair face, there are a pair of almond-shaped eyes filled with crystal tears.

A small and delicate nose with a thin layer of red covering the tip.

The little mouth, as tender as a petal, was a little pale at this moment, obviously frightened.

She was dragging her suitcase with one hand, staggering in the crowd, as if she was going to fall down at any moment. She looked so pitiful.

"Wow, look at this little face, so tender and fresh. She is indeed a delicate and sweet wife. I am moved just by looking at her." Zhou Zhou approached the TV with obvious admiration in his eyes. He was very satisfied with the appearance of the heroine.

Zhou Zhou, who is called a dandy young master by his old classmates, usually plays games and watches melodramatic TV series, as well as hangs out in bars and picks up girls.

Even when she was dying, she was still a virgin, which made him feel uneasy.

"In this major traffic accident, the death toll has gradually risen to 20, and the injured are over 100. The following is a list of the deaths in the accident."

Zhou Zhou glanced at the death list and his eyes fixed on the name Yang Lili.

His eyes suddenly widened, and he looked stunned. He shouted in disbelief: "Isn't this the heroine's best friend? How could this happen?"

When he played the book-traveling game, the character he controlled was Yang Lili.

Perhaps my arrival caused the butterfly effect.

The person who should have died didn't die, but the person who shouldn't have died did.

"It seems that the heroine has to rely on me this time. With the hero's cold and gloomy personality, it is impossible for him to take the initiative to approach the heroine."

Zhou Zhou only felt that he had a heavy task, his eyes were shining with confidence, and he was looking forward to tomorrow's "chance encounter".

He thought carefully back to the beginning of the game.

On the first day of school at Beicheng University, the school held a cultural performance for freshmen.

At that time, the school's largest shareholder, the male protagonist Pei Yanlie, will be invited to attend.

The little white flower heroine will meet Pei Yanlie by chance, and the two will have a spark of love.

There will be some strangers blocking the way, and what Zhou Zhou needs to do is to give advice to the heroine so that the hero and heroine can meet smoothly.

He let down his bangs, put on a devilish smile, and spoke with confidence, "It's not that easy. After all, I have gaming experience."

Time flies to night.

Zhou Zhou was finally too hungry to bear it anymore, so he walked out of the room with light steps and headed downstairs.

The overly long bangs completely covered her eyes, making her whole face look like a ghost.

Aunt Fang in the kitchen turned around with a dish in her hand and was suddenly frightened by the male ghost Zhou Zhou in a white T-shirt behind her and screamed.

With a "crack", the dish slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground.

"Oh, what a pity." Zhou Zhou squatted down, picked up the red shrimp with one hand, and said with a hint of regret in his tone.

Aunt Fang patted her chest and said "Amitabha", then glared at Zhou Zhou and accused him, "Master Zhou, please walk louder. You scared me."

Zhou Zhou threw the shrimp into the trash can, pushed aside his bangs, revealing an eye that flashed with hunger, and said quietly, "I'm so hungry that my soul is floating. Has Aunt Fang cooked the meal?"

Aunt Fang took a step back and leaned her lower back against the kitchen stove, feeling a chill in her stomach.

Young Master Zhou appears and disappears mysteriously all day long, emitting the aura of death, trying to scare someone to death.

She swallowed and said with trembling lips: "Okay...Okay, I'll pretend for you?"

"Oh, no, I'll do it myself." Zhou Zhou let down his bangs, bent down and took out a huge bowl from the cupboard.

Then he walked to the rice cooker and waited until the white rice in the bowl piled up like a small mountain before moving to the dining table.

Zhou Hongwei has a dinner party tonight, so there is no need to wait for him to come back for dinner.

As for stepmother Yang Xueyun, no one knew where she went to have fun.

Aunt Fang brought out two dishes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes and lush green vegetables. The dish of shrimps had already been thrown into the trash can.

Zhou Zhou didn't mind. In the future interstellar space, there would be no such pure natural meals, only nutrient solutions of various flavors.

He pushed aside his bangs with one hand and ate food in big mouthfuls, looking like a starving ghost. Aunt Fang was so scared that she shrank into the kitchen and dared not come out.

"Mmm...so delicious!"

He narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing an expression of enjoyment.

In less than ten minutes, the ten-inch bowl was empty and he licked his lips with satisfaction.

Zhou Zhou tilted his head to look at the woman in the kitchen and shouted, "Aunt Fang, is there any more food?"

Aunt Fang was originally eating in a corner of the kitchen, but a sudden loud yell frightened her whole body.

When did Master Zhou become so lively and smart?

In the past, his voice was as soft as a mosquito, and you couldn't hear what he was saying unless you got close to his mouth.

Seeing Aunt Fang seemed to be in a trance, Zhou Zhou had no choice but to stand up and walk into the kitchen holding a ten-inch bowl.

Maybe because he had eaten and had more energy, his footsteps were very loud.

The "tapping" sound of slippers woke Aunt Fang up. She opened her cloudy eyes and followed Zhou Zhou's movements.

Something's wrong, something's really wrong!

In the past, Young Master Zhou couldn’t even finish half a bowl of rice, but today he ate so much like a cow.

Zhou Zhou ignored her gaze, opened the rice cooker and took a look. There was only half a bowl of rice left.

He turned around and looked at Aunt Fang who was on alert. His slightly rosy lips opened slightly, "Aunt Fang, are you full?"

Aunt Fang nodded quickly, and her throat seemed to be strangled by a big hand, making her unable to make a sound.

Young Master Zhou must be possessed by a ghost!

The slightly fat body shook suddenly, and goose bumps suddenly appeared on his arms.

"Oh, I'll serve it then."

As soon as he finished speaking, a spoonful of rice fell into his bowl. Because the bowl was so big, the amount of rice seemed pitifully small.

He sighed, walked past Aunt Fang in flip-flops, reached out and patted her shoulder, "Aunt Fang, I'll eat at home from now on, please give me more Miha."

After saying that, he grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth.

Aunt Fang raised her eyes and looked at him. She saw that his two sharp fangs seemed to be emitting a cold light and were about to bite her neck in the next moment. Her whole body stiffened instantly and she dared not move.

Is Master Zhou really a vampire? !

No wonder there’s a vampire poster on the wardrobe!

Zhou Zhou frowned, thinking that Aunt Fang was a little neurotic.

He curled his lips, hummed an incomprehensible song like a spell, and slowly walked into the restaurant and sat down.

"There are still vegetables, we can't waste them."

"Only when you are well fed and well watered can you become the heroine's right-hand man!"