This is an inspirational story of someone who rose from a student in a prestigious academy to a businessman and CEO.
But perhaps every CEO is unique during their rebellious phase, such as being immature, unconventional, or even a "punk" type. Sorry, Qiao Zhen can't come up with any examples; she wants to cry.
The target of this world's mission is probably the perfect example of someone who goes from "sadness is sweet to melancholy" to a melancholic CEO.
After all, for a loser, the greatest trick is to turn the tables.
The original owner, Wen Zhen, and the mission target, Chu Zhao, were siblings from a prestigious family. However, Wen Zhen had a gentle personality and spoke in a soft voice. What the original owner disliked most was Chu Zhao's affected and whiny manner.
Is this mission still about fulfilling the target's wish?
[Not only that, but we also need to change the character's melancholic and sentimental personality.]
Qiao Zhen complained: "[He's the CEO of New Century, how could he possibly be so sentimental?]"
You really have to experience it for yourself!
Qiao Zhen sensed the hidden meaning and ill intent in Chu Chu's words and immediately shut down the mental connection. This wasn't the first time Qiao Zhen had encountered such a situation, but this was the first time she felt so uneasy.
"Beep beep".
This is the sound of a QQ message from the original owner's phone.
Qiao Zhen opened QQ and saved the contact as Chu Zhao. She was almost blinded by the other person's avatar.
That's probably a profile picture with a certain flavor. Chu Zhao's profile picture is a photo of himself; he has fiery red hair sticking up, and there's a pink strawberry in the center of the hair when it stands up.
In Chu Zhao's own words, his hairstyle was passionate yet gentle, fiery yet subtly tender, and with a touch of girlish charm. —These were all things Qiao Zhen had retrieved from the original owner's memories.
Qiao Zhen immediately turned off her phone screen. She needed to calm down. If she were to deal with this kind of target, she would have to be even more outrageous than him. But the thought of that kind of hair and makeup on her face was unbearable; it was simply an eyesore.
"Didi" "Didi"
It was another message notification from Little Penguin. Qiao Zhen took a while to open Little Penguin.
—You don't understand my flamboyance. The reason you advise me to be as restrained as you are is because you're afraid that one day you'll fall in love with my flamboyance.
—Maybe running away is wrong, but you have no choice.
—You laugh at me for being different from you, but I laugh at you for being the same as everyone else.
Qiao Zhen: ...I'm sorry, I don't understand you and I don't want to understand you.
Her fingers clattered across the keyboard, and after a long pause, she managed to utter a single sentence.
If a common man points fingers at you, perhaps it's his fault. But if a thousand men are pointing fingers at you, then you should consider whether it's the fault of the thousand men or yours.
Then Chu Zhao sent another message.
—The world is foolish, and countless mistakes exist because of the ignorance of thousands.
Qiao Zhen did not reply. This detached and unconventional conversation, along with Chu Zhao's attitude of being the only one sober while everyone else was drunk, left Qiao Zhen speechless.
She clicked on Chu Zhao's profile signature.
“If you are willing, please be willing.”
"First, look up; second, close your eyes. That way, the tears will flow into your heart."
"I will cry, but I will not shed tears."
...
Qiao Zhen laughed until her stomach hurt. Damn it! If this mission fails, it will definitely be because she laughed herself to death.
Moreover, it seems that there is no such family as the Funeral Love Family in this world. So today, the famous leader of the Funeral Love Family is about to be born: Wen Ai Ying Xi Shang Lian Zhen is born out of nowhere.
Qiao Zhen quickly registered a QQ account, then went up to the top sv (presumably referring to a specific online community or platform), and used her superb Photoshop skills to turn her photo into a "Shamate" (a subculture characterized by flamboyant and often outlandish) style, which she then used as her profile picture.
Her nickname is—葬爱ㄆ美腻真 (Zang Ai Mei Ni Zhen).
Afterwards, she muted her QQ messages and used a secondary account to infiltrate the exclusive group for the "Shamate" subculture, sending out the message: "Those who have been hurt by love, please join our 'Funeral Love Family,' bury my heart, remember your love. Group number: 2458xxxxx"
After posting the advertisement, Qiao Zhen went to the group to change the announcement: "In our Funeral Love Family, we are all people who have died for love. Please support each other, brothers and sisters."
I bury my heart, but I will remember your love.
When she returned to the QQ page, she saw that there were already hundreds of messages asking to join the group, one of which was from Chu Zhao.
Great, the fish has taken the bait.
Qiao Zhen clicked the "agree" button until she was going crazy, and then she sent a message directly in the group.
—Those who are already here, have management skills, can support their families, and are interested in becoming administrators, please message me privately. First come, first served.
Soon, someone messaged Qiao Zhen privately, and Qiao Zhen randomly selected two people and set the task recipients to administrators as well.
——Okay, that's all for now. Could you please approve the applications of those who have applied to join the group?
After giving her instructions, Qiao Zhen turned off her phone. The original owner of this body was a well-behaved child with excellent moral character and academic performance, so Qiao Zhen still had homework to do.
Fortunately, Joe directly received the memories, so he didn't have to struggle like he did in the previous mission.
The original owner was a day student, so Qiao Zhen packed her schoolbag and prepared to go to school, where she was about to see an extraordinary handsome man.
Since the school is a private, elite academy, and the original owner attended Pelem High School, anyone with money could get into this school. Of course, this kind of plot must include a hardworking, academically excellent, fearless, and aesthetically discerning girl.
Who is that girl? She's definitely not the original owner of this body.
As Qiao Zhen entered the campus, she saw many girls and boys with walking paint palettes on their heads. Her lips twitched slightly. The school's name sounded very noble and high-class, so why was there such a strong "Shamate" vibe?
This is not scientific—and the world that the task objects simulate does not need science.
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