To be honest, when Mei Qian first saw such a clean and refreshing comment area, he almost thought the system was unusable.
Fortunately, it didn't take long for the prophecy to come to a boil.
Some people scolded him for being wishful thinking. If he expected the men's football team to qualify, he might as well pray for world peace.
Some people accuse him of being too petty. How good would it be to predict that the men's football team will win the World Cup?
Of course, some people reminded him to delete this post immediately to avoid the need for a public apology in the future.
It's not that Mei Qian doesn't want to make things bigger.
But the World Cup only comes once every four years, and this year there are only qualifiers, so he can't afford to wait.
Secondly, he was afraid that being more exaggerated would be self-defeating. Testing system capabilities requires popularity and attention. If the whole thing was too outrageous, what if no netizens made a fuss?
To be honest, even after posting this news, Mei Qian was conflicted.
I not only hope that the men's football team can successfully qualify, but also hope that this prediction is just my own nonsense.
If the prophecy comes true, it proves that the system's capabilities have been significantly improved through upgrading, and it will have a broader operating space in the future, and it can also bring some joy to the fans, which is considered a welfare.
If he didn't qualify, it meant that the world was generally relatively normal and not developing in the direction he was worried about.
Well, it also means that the men's football team is completely hopeless, and neither is metaphysics.
Of course, whether the men's football team is good or not has nothing to do with Mei Qian, he never watches football anyway...
After waiting until the time was almost up, Mei Qian put away his cell phone, took his travel bag and left the community. After a brief lunch, he boarded the high-speed train from Xiadu to Yangcheng.
As soon as I got in the car, Maomao called.
It's ironic to say that this time, he didn't take Ning Chi with him when he went out. Not to mention, booking tickets, taking taxis, and even making hotel reservations were all done by his boss, Mei Qian.
Maomao only learned about her boss’s travel time and destination through WeChat Moments.
Naturally, there were a lot of complaints on the phone, especially the irresponsible behavior of Mei Qian making the screenshots of the bookings public.
As an assistant, Maomao had some knowledge of the boss's current situation and the threats he faced from Ning Chi, not to mention that Mei had a disaster-prone physique that had been verified by several tragic accidents. Now he travels without saying a word, who else can he blame?
It's strange that she can rest assured that she doesn't even have it.
Of course, Mei Qian couldn't tell her that she was not actually out to collect news alone, and that the security force was unprecedentedly strong. She only responded with a few ums on the phone and then hung up.
The little girl was left alone in the apartment, facing the darkened mobile phone and worrying...
The high-speed train from Xiadu to Yangcheng takes eight hours. According to the normal time, the time to get off at Mei Qian should be at 10 pm. The distance between the high-speed rail station and the hotel is less than half an hour's drive. You can still leave your luggage nearby
Walk around the streets and have something to eat.
But it was almost dawn when he arrived at his destination.
Mei Qian got out of the car and turned around to see the fireworks of the noisy night market in the distance. The thought of taking a stroll was instantly suppressed. She was tired and sleepy. She should rest early!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh secretly, he was not as lucky as anyone.
You can get into a black car even if you take a taxi, but the driver is an ex-convict. If the police come to inspect him, he has to go along and assist in the investigation!
However, recalling the despair on the driver's face when the police knocked on the window, Mei Qian was actually a little depressed while cooperating with the police to hold the driver down. This guy was probably implicated by himself...
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When Mei Qian first booked a hotel, he originally planned to stay in a youth hostel.
After all, there are a lot of people coming and going there, which makes it easier for some people to get started, and it’s also more suitable for fishing.
But he really didn't want to live with strangers, and he didn't want to be ridiculously low-key, so he picked and chose. In the end, he booked a hotel named "Rugui" with a moderate ranking.
Probably because it was too late, the hotel was quite quiet, with only soft background music playing.
Mei Qian followed the bellman into the luxurious and empty lobby, and immediately saw two beautiful figures gathering together and whispering.
"My name is Mei Qian, and I have already booked a room." Mei Qian stepped forward and handed over his ID card.
One of the tall receptionists glanced at him and quickly started operating the computer: "Yes, Mr. Mei, your room is No. 1212. Do you want to check in now?"
"No, give me another room, it's better." Mei Qian emphasized with a smile. He rested his elbows on the bar, covered his mouth and yawned. Only then did he notice that he was not the only guest in the lobby at this time.
In a booth not far away, an elderly couple was sleeping hugging each other with their luggage.
However, the front desk had handed over his ID card and room card, and he had no energy to mind his own business at this time, so he followed the beautiful waiter into the elevator.
Mei Qian's room is on the 16th floor of the hotel. Compared with the grandeur of the lobby, the decoration on this floor is much warmer and more elegant. Stepping on the thick carpet, it feels like walking on the clouds.
Of course, it might also be because he was too sleepy.
[I should have slept on the train if I had known.] He yawned again. When he thought about going to bed and having a good sleep soon, his energy was unavoidable and he felt even more tired.
However, when he was about to arrive at Room 1615, his steps suddenly stopped.
The beautiful woman who was leading the way also stopped and saw him frowning and staring at the fire sprinkler head above his head. She was confused at first, but after a while she noticed water droplets dripping from it. She hurriedly explained: "I'm sorry, sir, the sprinkler head is probably broken.
We'll find someone to fix it right away." He said and nodded slightly to the bellman behind him.
Mei Qian frowned deeply and suddenly sighed, but didn't say much...
Although homebodies are used to staying up late and sleeping in is normal, this does not mean that the quality of sleep will be very good after staying up all night.
Before going to bed, Mei Qian thought that he would sleep until dark and made no plans for the next day's itinerary after arriving in Yangcheng.
Unexpectedly, I woke up and fell asleep again and again, until my stomach was so hungry that my chest pressed against my back, and I couldn't rely on it anymore, so I could only lie down until noon.
Not willing to eat snacks and looking down on the hotel lunch, he simply washed up and went downstairs to find something to eat on the street.
As soon as I got downstairs, I saw the elderly couple I met last night, no, this morning, walking towards the elevator with the hotel staff. They happened to pass by him and argued loudly as they walked.
What.
The moment the elevator door closed, Mei Qian vaguely heard words such as "daughter", "missing", "watch the surveillance camera" and "call the police".
While he was stunned for a moment, the elevator had already left the first floor.
Thinking that there were policemen in police uniforms in the team just now, I gave up the idea of chasing him.
Mei Qian said that he was out for a tour, so he had to visit various scenic spots first. After eating two bowls of authentic rice rolls, he actually started wandering around.
But after all, I didn’t have enough sleep, so I felt very sleepy after walking around in the afternoon.
He bought some snacks that could be used as late-night snacks and prepared to catch up on his sleep.
Unexpectedly, before I even started taking off my clothes when I returned to my room, there was a knock on the door.
It turns out that a girl has been missing in the hotel for more than 10 days. She is neither alive nor dead. Her parents got the news and rushed to Yangcheng last night. They called the police this morning.
Even though Mei Qian was a new resident, he was asked a few questions and his ID card was checked by two police officers.
He stood at the door and glanced at the repaired fire sprinkler not far away. He wanted to mind his own business but felt sorry for the old couple. He sighed helplessly: "Maybe you can take a look at the fire water tank on the roof..."