Host, You're Targeted

"Congratulations to the host for getting the contact information to unlock the favor progress bar. When the target's favor degree reaches 100%, the task can be ended at any time. But favoritism is not visible to the host, and when it reaches 50%, I'll give you a hint

Su Muyang sat in the last row of the bus and looked out of the window. "If the good feeling progress bar doesn't respond and I don't catch up with him until graduation, what will happen?"

Max was extremely indifferent. "This is a campus task. If you don't catch up with people until graduation, it means that the task has failed."

Failure?

It sounds a little scary.

"What happens if you fail?"

"Failure doesn't matter." There was a trace of disdain in Max's mechanical voice, and even mocked Su Muyang, the host who thought of failure just after unlocking the progress bar, "this is just a game after all. But the first time you do an in-house test, you fail and you may be fired. "

When the bus stops at the station, Su Muyang gets off the bus, and Max continues to nag him through his headphones.

"In addition, our game will be saved. What you can do before and after this task is to save all the information before and after the next task

Su Mu Yang got out of the car and went to his home, chewing gum, his hands in his pockets, a cynical look.

"Max, I find you very human!"

Max: "thank you."

Su Muyang:

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Su Muyang dragged his suitcase to mingle with a group of freshmen, trying to cover up the smell of his sophomore.

Facts have proved that the sophomore who finished an elective course this morning pretended to be very successful, if there was no Luo Yibei who was killed on the way.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon and the sun was beginning to converge.

From the school gate to the dormitory building on both sides of the road full of recruiting new societies, Su Muyang, who is extremely outstanding and does not have the green feeling of a freshman on his face, is stopped.

"Classmate, let's have a look at our roller skating club."

Su Muyang looked sideways at the man who stopped him. The visitor was wearing a pair of thick black frame glasses. The whole person was round and happy.

"I..."

Before Su Muyang finished a word, a voice came out of the roller skating club tent.

Heartless, indifferent, and a little nosy.

"He's not a freshman. Give up!"

Su Muyang felt that the voice was so familiar that he pulled down his schoolbag and tilted his head to look at the people in the tent.

All the people sitting in the tent stare at him curiously. They sit in the middle of the tent and wear a white shirt. They look like a dog. But they tear off his mask and look at him coldly. Isn't it Luo Yibei who held hands with him in the elective course this morning?

Su Muyang did not know where Luo Yibei's inexplicable hostility came from, and the curious eyes of other people in roller skating club were too hot.

Especially in front of him, the round and joyful classmate looked at him like a monster.

"Luo Yibei classmate, what a coincidence."

"Unfortunately." Luo a north as if nothing happened to turn the book in his hand, "this road is the only way to the dormitory."

Su Muyang: "ha ha, you are busy. I'll leave first."

Found that Luo Yibei did not want to see himself, sumoyang decisively chose to escape this land of right and wrong.

After all, there is a long way to go.

Su Muyang came to the dormitory alone, carrying a full 20 kg suitcase, jumped up the fifth floor.

When he finally found his dormitory, he had no strength to open the door.

It's not that he's too weak, it's the physical work that's too strong.

Su Muyang stares at the dormitory door with the number 509. Sitting on the trunk, he reaches for the key in the side pocket of his schoolbag and empties his brain while taking it.

He is a day student. He doesn't live in school. But he has more classes in the evening of this semester. It's 9:30 after class. It will be very troublesome to catch the last bus home, so he just has to pay the accommodation fee.

But because he is a sophomore, freshmen have arranged their dormitories when they are admitted. Therefore, the school has arranged him to live in the dormitories. It is unknown whether the roommate is a student of the same level or a senior.

Su Muyang straightened up to pull the trunk, the dormitory door opened slowly in front of him.

When he looked up and saw the view inside the dormitory, he felt that he had opened the door to a new world.

The fragrance in the air, the neatly arranged books and daily necessities, and the furnishings of the dormitory, did he really go to the wrong dormitory?

Is this really a boys' dormitory? Why is it different from his imagination?

Su Muyang walks in with his suitcase. There are only two beds near the window in the dormitory of four. It seems that only two people live there.He looked at the furnishings of the two beds near the window, and finally chose the bed next to the bed where nothing was attached.

His family is local, so he didn't bring a lot of things to the dormitory. He arranged his clothes and put them in the closet. After a while, he didn't see his roommate come back. He took a bath and climbed into his bed to make up his sleep.

At noon, he has been sorting things at home. He is really sleepy without taking a nap.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the door of the dormitory is pushed open. Su Muyang, who is sleepy, pulls up the quilt and covers his head and turns over. He unconsciously calls out.

Two people standing at the door of the dormitory looked at each other.