The third district celebration is about to begin, with lights and decorations everywhere in the central city, and the scenery is very different from the outer area covered with dark taverns.

Qiu Qiu followed the team leader into Area A. The crowds around him were bustling, which was more lively than the capital star at the beginning. There were many virtual characters logged in with Eden, and from time to time, shaking phantoms appeared on people.

There was also a group of young people who were about the same age as Qiu Qiu, who came to participate in the "draft". Some were calm, and some seemed strange for the first time when they came here. When they lined up in a row, people whispered with the surrounding companions from time to time.

"Hey," a black-skinned boy on Qiu Qiu's right talked to him, turned around and poked him: "What talent are you ready for?"

Qiu Qiu said honestly: "Reciting poetry."

Black-skinned boy: “…………”

Qiu Qiu asked politely: "Where are you?"

The black-skinned boy twitched his lips and couldn't help but howl: "Poetry Recitation!? You're not teasing me, are you?"

As soon as he raised his tone, the contestants looked over strangely.

"What? What is the recitation?"

"Where did you choose this idiot? I haven't seen it before..."

"I haven't seen it before, there is a backstage?"

"If you have the backstage, I will just send Miss Liyasha to the place. Do you still need to participate in this pheasant talent show like us? Who is here to talk to her and hug her thighs..."

"Shh--soft sound."

Although it is a big truth, it still makes many people feel embarrassed when they say it blatantly.

The black-skinned boy was particularly unhappy and muttered, "Miss Liyasha is not a big deal, her family is just a nobleman. After leaving the third district, who will take their family seriously?"

"Wow, so awesome," behind him, a blonde sneered: "If you don't hug Miss Liyasha's thighs, who do you hug? Zhong Yu?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole team seemed to have been pressed to mute the button and it was a mess.

Qiu Qiu looked around and said, "Can you hug Zhong Yu's thighs?"

The black-skinned boy gasped and said angrily: "You talk too much, you will die if you don't speak! Who hugs? Who dares to hug? Who dares to hug whom, don't mention his name, I beg you!"

He finished speaking angrily, turned around and met Qiu Qiu's innocent and strange eyes, and was stunned.

"No way, you," Hei Pi lowered his voice: "Don't you know Zhong Yu's gossip? It's all spread--"

It was boring to stand while waiting time, and everyone chatted in groups of three or three, and Qiu Qiu was filled with the ears of Wang Ting, who was filled with black skin boy.

I have been dormant for many years and have been very cunning. I have been so greedy that I regard people as ants. I have killed my close boyfriend before, and I have a disposable consumable in bed. I have become a corpse after spending night with him...

"...Always, you should avoid that idea. People like us will take advantage of Miss Liyasha's light. Don't touch people who transform, they are all crazy people. Do you know the murder of the capital's speed car? Those crazy people can do anything. Nowadays, Wang Ting has never taken the life of ordinary people at all. He will also claim to be unlucky when he dies, so we have to cherish our lives... If we enter Miss Liyasha's house, try to avoid her transformed sister..."

The black-skinned boy suddenly knocked his head: "Damn, you fool who performs poetry readings are still attracted by Miss Liyasha? Dream on you! After the competition is over, I will get my salary. Remember to go and see your brain!"

Qiu Qiu sat beside him with his knees in his arms, tilted his head and smiled: "‌."

"...tsk." The black-skinned boy was stunned for a moment, then he looked away unnaturally and supported his chin with one hand: "Smile, laugh."

...

In the background control center, several monitoring screens float in the air.

Miss Liyasha was wearing a red retro dress, her scattered skirt covered her casually crossed legs, and she leaned lazily against the wide and soft seat.

On the screen, all the young men participating in the speech contest were able to see every move.

There are several other screens showing preparations for the celebration elsewhere.

After all, it is a celebration in the entire third district. The selection of spokespersons for chain restaurants is just one of the small activities. There are also celebration streets and parades organized by the Chamber of Commerce in the central city, and there are also multiple performance sections around it.

But the organizer still left the most equipment and location to Miss Liyasha. It was not because her competition was important, but because she was selling it to the family behind her.

‌Ran, Liyasha didn't care how she was preparing for the celebration. She was only interested in choosing a boy that suited her wishes.

"Miss Liyasha, are you looking for me?" Footsteps came from behind. A man in suit came behind her, with a little sweat on his forehead.

Liyasha took off her headphones and pointed at one of the screens with great interest: "Who is this?"

"Uh?" The man in the suit was stunned and followed her guidance. He was a boy, sitting on the ground with his knees in his arms, tilting his head and listening to people's words.

The man in the suit looked at it again. The boy had a good face, but he was not very outstanding among the carefully selected boys. He had ordinary black hair, single eyelids... but he was very strange!

He is a contestant he has never paid attention to!

Which manager sent it to me? Miss Liyasha suddenly became interested in him!?

Since the royal court came to power and the family became a nobleman, Miss Liyasha has been making a lot of trouble.

It seems that in order to forget the first half of her ordinary life, things that she didn't dare to do in the past have now become reality one by one.

Wherever she goes, flowers will be covered with; when she stretches out her feet, some people rush to lick her shoes; those men who used to be disdainful and talented now have to be humble and let her choose.

Liyasha felt very good. Whenever she was so excited, her subordinates saw that she liked her, so they did an event planning plan and asked her to choose one at a time.

Liyasha likes this event very much. She has participated enthusiastically from the beginning and promised that the champions will be selected from which team of managers, and this manager can double the bonus and be promoted.

At this moment, the man in suit behind Liyasha was the one who was under her command, and was also the one who had the most performance and was most respected.

The contestants he selected were also quite eye-catching. She often wore a man's face in a suit, praising the contestant for how charming the contestant was, and was on her ball belt.

The man in the suit always thought that his people could win the championship, and he also studied all the strong competitors, but who was the strange boy who suddenly appeared on the screen?

"Hey!" Liyasha shouted twice, but there was no response, and she raised her eyebrows impatiently: "Speak! Who is he? Is he called? What's the number?"

"Oh, yes, I'm sorry Miss Liyasha, I'll ask." The man in the suit rolled down his forehead and bowed and retreated.

Liyasha snorted and turned around to continue looking at the screen. Fortunately, the man in the suit came back very quickly.

"He is the No. 59 player, and was given by Alexander, a manager in District D. The name is Qiu Qiu, 17 years old." The man in the suit said.

"D District? Alexander?" Liyasha muttered, "Hey, that's it, that... Forget it, I really can't remember more than a dozen people. But this boy is good and brave. He said he wants to hug Zhong Yu's thighs hahahaha- he looks quite cute and looks a little familiar. Is it because he is close to each other? Hey, will he perform a show later?"

The man in the suit was very nervous to open the information, but he breathed a sigh of relief: "It was said that it was a poem recitation."

"Is it?" Liyasha was surprised.

"Poetry Recitation." The man in the suit returned to calmness.

Just say, can that coward Alexander give me a gift? The words in private are amazing, but it's just that Miss Liyasha heard it. With his unsavory talent, he also wants to go to the stage. It's so funny...

"Hahahahahahahaha--" Liyasha raised her head and laughed, laughing while kicking her legs, and her long skirt was lifted up: "Hahaha--so cute! Why is this man so funny? He is also reciting poetry. Is he a primary school student? Oh, my stomach hurts... Hey, I like him, or give him a championship!"

"???" The man in the suit, Qing, and Pili, almost knelt on the ground.

No!? Can it still be like this!?

The man in the suit was in a mess and almost couldn't control his expression. He knew that Miss Liyasha could do anything outrageous, but he didn't know that the pain was not outrageous...

"Huh, I'm kidding, let's watch the show!" Liyasha finally finished laughing, took a breath and said happily.

“…Yes, Miss Liyasha.”

The man in the suit exhaled heavily and left the backstage with a feeling of being sentenced to death.

As soon as he left the door, he hurriedly called the terminal to inform him of the bad news that the most expected winner of the championship was the bad news. Coincidentally, it was the blonde boy who sneered at the black-skinned boy in front of him.

"Ha?" Following his boss's suit, the blonde boy also felt a thunderbolt.

"I won't say much, don't do anything extra, you can see it in the backstage. Just..." The man in the suit said viciously: "Terrent hard!"

Blonde: "I,"

The terminal is hung.

blond:"…………"

How the hell do you have to work hard!?

The blonde boy was touted by the manager on his head countless times, and he had already decided to win the championship with himself. He never came. At this critical moment, someone could speed up on the curve.

He stared at the "No. 59 Qiu Qiu" with his eyes almost popping out - he looked like a person... What clothes are you wearing? Childish! Talk, and even chat, are you competitors so intimately? Other contestants are reviewing the music of the competition and don't see you touch the terminal... Ah, I'm moving.

The blonde boy caught off guard and met Qiu Qiu's gaze. In an instant, he felt his heart heated like a fire.

He subconsciously turned his head, his chest leaped wildly, and his black eyes were still stuck in his vision for a long time, like a ball of fear that could not be escaped.

...

Qiu Qiu opened the Eden Control Center, and the blood-red background was hidden by Jiang and the others, and at first glance it looked no different from others.

There is an inconspicuous progress bar in the upper left corner of the panel, slowly walking to 15%.

This is a "small program" produced by Jiang Qu and his research team spent half a month to create. As long as it is released in Area A, it can be quietly copied to the star map located at the planet's lighthouse.

Star maps are the basis of space navigation and are also necessary data for the operation of artificial stars. For example, without a star map, the planet can still repeat the previous movements in a short period of time, but no adjustments are made with the changes in the universe environment.

Weiyan District needs this star map not only to go to the star domain where the alliance is located, but also to its own survival - no one knows that the environment will change any time, and they have to make various preparations.

Before Qiu Qiu set off, he got this mini program from Jiang Que in the conference room.

The skateboard boy didn't take a shower for half a month, and his dark circles were as terrifying as a living ghost. While installing programs for him, he talked about various precautions.

"After confirming entering Area A, click to release. The program will find its own way. This is not done when using it. It may be fast or slow, because we use semi-physical squares to implement some... Oh, this is not important. You occasionally look at the progress bar. When it is running, you cannot leave Area A, cannot go offline, and cannot go into private areas, such as nearby shops, you may be forced to kick off the line with permission. After all, this is Area A..."

Jiang was typing on the keyboard with his hands and kept saying: "Also, don't do something too eye-catching. You rely on the team's authority to get in. You'll be finished once someone checks it. But don't worry, we spent three special anti-tracking, and you logged in from us. Even if they know your id, they didn't directly locate you. This is not to say that you can't locate it, but you have to crack at least three."

"Tell me the point!" Wen Jin sat on the memory table and slapped the table suddenly.

"Don't make a noise!" Jiang's eyes were covered with red bloodshots, and he shouted on the verge of explosion: "When you say something, I will forget if I want to say something! What do I want to say something!"

Jiang turned his head suddenly and stared at Qiu Qiu fiercely.

Qiu Qiu stood up, leaned over from the table, and touched Jiang's unwashed hair for more than a dozen times.

"...ah I want to say, I can't locate it." Jiang exhaled: "The guard system can only lock your program when it hits you directly. So, if you are discovered, run away, run around the streets, and don't be caught by the guards. It doesn't matter if you meet an ordinary person."

"Drag until the progress bar shows complete?"

"Show 100%. " Jiang suddenly laughed: "We are not in the mood to do another 'complete' picture."

Qiu Qiu also laughed.

Wen Jin suddenly said, "If you feel that you can't escape, you have to go offline before being touched by the guard. It is dangerous to be locked by the guards. Your safety is more important than the task."

Jiang looked at Wen Jin and his voice was slightly heavy: "Yes."

"Remember, if the mission fails once, there will be next time. Wei Yan is not at the time of life and death. You have saved all of us once, even if the universe explodes immediately, we will not lose. So," Wen Jin patted his shoulder lightly, showing an understatement smile.

"Be careful about your safety. Go."

...

Wen Jin just smiled a little like Brother Zhong Yu.

Qiu Qiu put his chin on his knees, watched the progress bar move from 15% to 20%, and silently turned.

But he was unexpectedly not as complicated as he was at a loss when he woke up. He liked to hear others telling him about Zhong Yu, and even if the content was strange, he listened with relish.

It turns out that I can accept Brother Zhong Yu like this, Qiu Qiu was amazed. But I can no longer eat him. Will he still eat me? I wonder if it can grow again...

"Let's go," the black-skinned boy pulled Qiu Qiu's sleeve: "You can go into the backstage."

Qiu Qiu got up, followed him for a while, and suddenly turned around.

"There are people who always look at me," said Qiu Qiu.
Chapter completed!