Chapter 071: Eating Watermelon in the Rest Area (10)
Xiang Xuan couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh when he saw Fang Yiran's IQ dropped.
Fang Yiran's face gradually turned red. This was a development he had never imagined.
He is handsome, knows how to dress, and has a likable personality. Many people like him, and many people have confessed their love to him.
In addition, after becoming a big star, he has quite a few wife fans online.
He is no stranger to being confessed to.
However, colleagues don’t actually have the filter that fans use when looking at idols, and they demystify handsome men and beautiful women.
Fang Yiran never thought that Xiangxiang would confess his feelings to him, especially under such circumstances.
It can be said that he had no respect for the person to whom the confession was made, and even felt a hint of disgust from the person who made the confession.
Fang Yiran went crazy: "No, if you hadn't told me you were going to confess, I wouldn't have been prepared! My mouth was even deformed from being pinched, and my hair wasn't done properly! Aa ...
Xiang Xiang was speechless. Putting aside the logical problems in his words, he felt that he must be crazy to like him because he cared more about his appearance than his confession.
Fang Yiran quickly smoothed his hair, tried to put on a serious expression, and sat in front of Xiang Xiang.
He felt a little embarrassed and covered his mouth with his fist and coughed.
Then he glanced at Liu Tang and Mo Qianhe and said, "You two get out!"
Liu Tang argued: "Miss Xiang said that I can be present and listen!"
Fang Yiran yelled, "But I didn't agree! This is my business! You are not allowed to listen!"
Liu Tang took a step back, looking incredulous, and said, "Okay, okay, try this on me... We've been through thick and thin together twice! You're going to draw a line between you and me now!"
"The trust and time we spent on these two instances were ultimately wasted!"
Fang Yiran immediately exploded: "No, you are sick! You are an NPC in the first dungeon, brother! How can that be considered sharing hardships? You can just watch the fun!"
"Alright! The trust and time I put into this dungeon were ultimately wasted!"
Xiang Xiang, who had just confessed and was still waiting for the other party's reply: "..."
Mo Qiangan: "..."
It's quite magical how the focus of these two people can be tilted to the same angle.
In the end, Fang Yiran did not agree to let Liu Tang stay at the scene. Mo Qianhe pulled Liu Tang out of the room. He originally wanted to go home and use "selflessness", but he met Ji Zehan, the head of Wantong Pavilion, outside the door.
The three of them directly opened a room next door, and Ji Zehan shared the information about the players who had completed the game with the two of them.
After Ji Zehan showed Liu Tang and the others the information, he concluded, "We've compared the appearances of bosses in known dungeons with those of players who have completed them, and so far, we haven't found any identical ones.
"However, the information that Wantong Pavilion has collected on players who have completed the game is not very extensive, and the collection of dungeon bosses is not 100% complete, so we cannot guarantee that there will be no omissions.
"Plus, some dungeons have a lot of NPCs. If we need to compare them, it will take even longer."
Liu Tang listened carefully to Ji Zehan's analysis before speaking, "You don't have to prioritize this matter so much. Maintaining the smooth operation of Wantong Pavilion is more important."
Ji Zehan retorted somewhat disapprovingly: "I think it's important to figure out the players' ultimate destination."
Liu Tang understood what he meant, turned to look at him, and patiently explained: "It is of course important to know where we will go in the future.
"But even if they don't know, all players will still be forced to go into dungeons.
"Of course, there are exceptions for players who have enough points to rest in the rest area for a long time. But those players are a minority after all.
"In 'Hell's 18th Layer,' 90% of players are forced into dungeons. These players are more concerned with surviving the dungeon than knowing where they'll go after accumulating 10,000 points.
"For them, the long-term and stable operation of Wantong Pavilion, providing sufficient and effective intelligence, is far more practical than just an answer."
The last time Mo Qianhe saw Liu Tang so serious was when he was alive, and he felt a sense of intimacy that he had not felt for a long time.
Although Ji Zehan didn't remember much about how the previous founder managed Wantong Pavilion, he could still get a glimpse of Liu Tang's past style of doing things from those fragmentary memories.
The well-reasoned Liu Tang in front of him made him feel familiar and at ease.
He nodded and replied, "I understand."
Seeing that the two had almost finished their discussion, Mo Qianhe proposed another hypothesis: "Although Liu Tang's appearance did not change after becoming the dungeon boss, there is no guarantee that other players' appearances would change if they became the boss."
Ji Zehan nodded, and then sensed a hint of tea in these words: "Mr. Mo means that I am doing useless work?"
Mo Qianhe gave a provocative smile: "Your ability to find people has never been very good. Liu Tang has been the boss of Wanjing Garden for so long, and you didn't even notice it."
Ji Zehan was choked, he couldn't refute this.
Liu Tang felt that he had overstepped his bounds by constantly lecturing and denying Mo Qianhe, so he quickly spoke up to smooth things over. "Anyway, it's impressive that you were able to compare all the dungeon bosses. It's a good thing we didn't find any bosses that looked like players who had completed the dungeon. Thank you, Pavilion Master Ji, for your hard work."
Pavilion Master Ji turned to look at Liu Tang, his expression gradually softening from icy to a gentle smile. "It's not hard. Wantong Pavilion is a collective that collects and shares intelligence. This is what we should do."
Seeing that Pavilion Master Ji's expression was much more lively than before, Liu Tang was a little surprised: "You seem to be less affected by the side effects of your skills now?"
Ji Zehan answered seriously: "Thanks to President Jiang, he takes time out every day to help me with treatment."
Liu Tang immediately started gossiping: "Oh, every day... Then you always cry in his arms?
Ji Zehan hesitated for a moment and said, "He doesn't let me say it. Every time I have an emotional outburst, I hug him and cry."
Liu Tang said with a teasing look on his face: "I understand, I understand. I don't know anything."
Then he laughed even more happily.
Mo Qianhe felt a little helpless. This little salty fish was still a single dog himself, but he was very concerned about other people's emotional issues.
Before leaving, Liu Tang thought for a moment and reminded Pavilion Master Ji: "Don't always ask President Jiang to come to our Wantong Pavilion every day. You should come to us in person occasionally."
Ji Zehan was slightly stunned, then nodded as if suddenly realizing something: "As expected of a benefactor, you are indeed more thoughtful."
Liu Tang raised his eyebrows and said, "Remember to bring a generous thank-you gift!"
Ji Zehan said confidently, "I always prepare this. It's all the latest summary of dungeon strategies."
Liu Tang: “…”
How should I put it? Although there is nothing wrong with this thank-you gift, it is a bit too practical.
However, perhaps President Jiang just likes these practical things, and the little tricks between the two of them are still known to themselves.
"Oh, by the way, President Jiang has a younger brother named Min Liang. You can also prepare some interesting gadgets to bring to him. Maybe he can help you pursue President Jiang!" Liu Tang continued to suggest.
Mo Qianhe was shocked. He didn't know that this little salty fish was so capable of handling things.
Ji Zehan continued to nod: "I'll go back and find some useful props to give him."
Liu Tang: “…”
As expected of Pavilion Master Ji, the main point of gift giving is practicality.
When the three of them came out of the room, they happened to meet Fang Yiran and Xiang Xiang walking out of the room.
Xiang Xiang looked calm, but Fang Yiran's face was flushed.
Liu Tang looked at the two of them curiously, then looked at Xiang Xiang, who was more able to communicate smoothly: "What are you doing..."
Fang Yiran was like a cat with its fur standing on end, and quickly answered: "Not together!"
Liu Tang rubbed his ears and said, "If they're not together, then they're not together. Is there any need to announce it to the world so quickly?"
Fang Yiran's face turned even redder: "I didn't!"
Liu Tang didn't quite understand Fang Yiran's situation.
Isn't this guy a big star? Logically, he should have seen a lot of love affairs between men and women, so why does he still act like a pure boy?
Xiang Xiang nodded slightly to Liu Tang and said with a smile, "We decided to get along as friends first."
Ji Zehan, who was standing next to Liu Tang, expressed his understanding: "I understand. Let's keep it ambiguous for now."
Mo Qianhe looked at Fang Yiran with disdain: "Tsk tsk."
Fang Yiran saw the man's expression and became even more frantic: "What are you saying?"
Liu Tang took a half step back, his eyes filled with disdain. "This feels familiar... seems like... 'spare tire literature'?"
"Liu Tang, shut up! How can there be such literature?!" Fang Yiran said as he was about to pounce on Liu Tang and press him down, but was stopped by Mo Qianhe.
Xiang Xiang laughed at the side. "You men really have the same way of thinking. How can you be sure that I'm not the one who wants to play with you?"
After she finished speaking, she glanced at Fang Yiran, walked into the elevator that was parked in the air, and said goodbye to Fang Yiran with a seductive look: "Senior Brother, see you tonight."
Fang Yiran's ears turned red, and he waved his hands while saying, "Don't say such misleading things!"
After the elevator left, Fang Yiran turned to look at the three people beside him, and saw that Mo Qianhe and Pavilion Master Ji both had sympathetic expressions on their faces.
Liu Tang looked at his rising exploration points and couldn't help but gossip to him: "So you are the spare tire in 'spare tire literature'?"
Fang Yiran also walked onto an elevator, cursing: "Bullshit! This is simply alarmist!"
Mo Qianhe behind Liu Tang couldn't help but laugh softly.
Before Pavilion Master Ji left, he had something to say to Liu Tang, but he opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and then gave up.
His own personal affairs had nothing to do with his benefactor, so there was no need to involve the other party.
Originally, he wanted to hear his benefactor's opinion, but he thought that the other party would most likely give him an answer he didn't want to hear, so it would be better not to listen.
Thinking of this, Ji Zehan turned and walked into the elevator.
When there were only two of them left, Liu Tang turned around and paid attention to Mo Qianhe's mood.
Mo Qianhe was stared at by the other party, feeling a little embarrassed, and asked in a serious tone: "Why are you staring at me?"
Liu Tang didn't hesitate and said directly, "Fang Yiran was confessed to by Xiang Xiang, aren't you jealous?"
When Mo Qianhe heard this question, he unconsciously asked back: "What does this have to do with me..."
Then he remembered Liu Tang's inner analysis when he was eating melons before, and immediately understood the other party's logic. He changed the subject and said, "I don't like Fang Yiran, so I'm not jealous."
The two of them walked home together. Liu Tang asked curiously, "If you don't like him, why do you always rush to help him in the dungeon?"
Mo Qianhe was helpless: "If I don't help him, you have to help him. If I have to let you help him, then I might as well do it."
Liu Tang understood, but also seemed not to understand: "So Boss Mo is worried that I'll get tired and feels sorry for me?"
Mo Qianhe looked at the slowly rotating rooms around Wantong Pavilion and sighed, "Not entirely."
Liu Tang became even more curious: "Then what's the reason?"
Mo Qianhe replied: "Also, I get jealous when I see you helping other people."
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