A Joyful Boy: From Meeting the Drunk Song Qian

The purpose of massage is primarily to eliminate these substances.

But what does "mental debuff" mean?

exhausted.

listless.

Feeling down can be considered one of these.

Does that count as low self-esteem?

To be even bolder, what about depression?

Thinking of this, Su Chen's eyes burned with desire.

If we had it...

Even if Qiao Yingzi really does develop depression in the future, wouldn't he be able to easily resolve it?

This is a good thing!

"No, no, I can't get too excited yet. I'll know the effect after I get the title."

Su Chen quickly calmed down.

Anything is possible until you get your hands on something.

Don't get too excited.

Taking advantage of this time, Su Chen checked the mission progress.

Task Progress 1: Massage lasts for 10 minutes. Reward: Beginner Massage Skill, Points +100, Hand Speed ​​+1.

Task Progress 2: Massage duration reaches 50 minutes; Reward: Intermediate massage skill, points +200, hand speed +2.

Task Progression 3: Massage duration reaches 100 minutes; Reward: Advanced massage skills, points +500, hand speed +5.

Task Progress 4: Massage duration reaches 200 minutes; Reward: Master Massage Skills, Points +1000, Hand Speed ​​+10.

Looking at the progress of these tasks, Su Chen knew that he still had a long way to go in his struggle.

Two hundred minutes.

How long will it take to press it?

I don't know if it counts based on my own calculations.

Su Chen muttered to himself.

His hand movements gradually became more professional.

Unknowingly.

Half an hour passed.

"Song Qian! Open the door."

A familiar voice broke the silence in the room.

"Wenjie?"

Song Qian opened her eyes.

Suddenly I saw that incredibly familiar handsome face.

But she wasn't in the mood to appreciate it at the moment.

"I'm going back."

Song Qian straightened her clothes.

He hurried to the door.

He placed his hand on the door, paused for a moment, then turned and said, "Not bad."

Finished speaking.

He opened the door and left.

"Beep! Successfully mediated two disputes, achieving the second step of the [Peacemaker] quest. Reward: Affinity +2, Strength +2, Constitution +2, Presence +2."

"Hmm? Another step forward?"

The system's voice startled Su Chen.

Unexpectedly, in less than an hour, he triggered a new achievement.

I participated in a lottery.

Moreover, it further advanced the peacemaker's task.

It's really good.

However, Su Chen was also a little puzzled by the peacemaker's task.

"Has Song Qian already forgiven Qiao Weidong?"

"It shouldn't be."

Qiao Weidong's two near-death experiences must have thoroughly enraged Song Qian.

Even if he tries to reconcile them, he can't really make them happy.

Besides, he didn't try to persuade him.

"It can't be considered a success as long as the person involved doesn't get angry, can it?"

"If that's the case, then Song Qian and Qiao Yingzi didn't really make up after the hotpot incident?"

Thinking of this, Su Chen rubbed his head: "Forget it, now that we have the massage master, let's finish this task first."

He stopped worrying about it.

Back in the kitchen, I continued preparing the ingredients.

..

"Song Qian, open the door!"

Tong Wenjie stood at the door of room 403 in high heels.

I only called out twice.

The door next door was opened.

She turned her head and found that it was Song Qian.

"you???"

Tong Wenjie pointed to the room next door, as if she had discovered something amazing, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.

"What's going on."

"Why did you come out from next door? This isn't like you, Teacher Song."

The two are best friends who have known each other for a long time.

They have a very close relationship.

Sometimes I'll crack a joke.

No restrictions on eating meat or cold food.

"What doesn't resemble me?"

Song Qian blushed and rolled her eyes at her.

She still seemed to want to say something.

He quickly opened the door and pulled her home.

Enter the room.

Tong Wenjie changed her shoes as if she were back home.

He pulled Song Qian to sit on the sofa.

He held her hands.

In his eyes, the fire of gossip burned fiercely.

"What's wrong with you?"

"What's going on?" Song Qian didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, so she changed the subject and said, "You wait here, I'll go cook."

Just got up.

He was pulled back by the quick-witted Tong Wenjie.

"Fang Yuan'er will bring the roast duck over in a bit, you don't need to lift a finger."

"You're not leaving until you explain yourself clearly today."

Tong Wenjie threatened with a smile.

"What are you talking about? I just need to talk to my neighbor about something," Song Qian said vaguely.

Tong Wenjie had worked at the company for so long, and she also knew her friends well.