No wonder the story always says that love comes first and then comes, and love is a destined encounter... No, I think too much.
However, Cinderella and the Prince are worthy of being the male and female protagonists. They are so destined to be so destined that the actors met at the beginning.
Zhong Jiuyin decided to sit down and chat with Yan Cheng.
"Prince...wait a minute, should I call you a prince or a princess?"
Yan Cheng asked back without any expression: "Then should I call you Cinderella or Wild Illiterate?"
"..." Zhong Jiuyin paused for a moment, skipping the question lightly, "So, let's talk about the serious matter. I thought about the rules of this game just now and found a little problem."
She paused for two more seconds, and in order to be farther from the word illiterate, she worked hard to think about the words.
"Except for that step sister, the main task of the others is to overcome all difficulties and fall in love with each other. Unlike in the previous episode, the two protagonists have the opposite tasks. Only with opposite tasks can there be competition, and only with hidden identities and cooperation in secret are necessary.
, but now, there is only one character doing the opposite, and it seems that there is no need for this."
She wondered if Ai Yuanyuan told her a story too simple and ignored some important plots.
For example, the prince is not a good thing, and for example, the immortal godfather actually wants to replace the prince as her destined male protagonist.
A sizzling sound came out in the air. They stopped talking and looked up at the direction where the sound was coming.
"The system is online...loaded..."
Yan Cheng had no idea what was thinking about in her mind. He looked at the number of gold coins in the gift bag and his voice faintly captured the focus of the director's previous speech for her.
Yan Cheng reached out to block the gold coin bag, his slender and beautiful fingers bent slightly. The color of the skin was the same to the tone of his speech, and he was as cold as his sexuality.
Frustrated, she saw Yan Cheng's gold coin bag in the outskirts, glanced at him, raised her chin and gave him a look, and asked him, "How many gold coins are there?"
"This is a 'featured fairy tale', and the plot and character may change. And there is a personal script, maybe our setting is that we cannot complete the task too smoothly."
For example, the mouse fell in love with her in a mental disorder and would tamper with her on the way to have a private meeting with the prince.
Zhong Jiuyin: "For example, we cooperate?"
The broadcast disappeared, and the smart arm ring began to scream.
"Do you know what OOC means?"
"I understand, thank you. So what should I do next? There is probably some time before the first plot point begins, so let's sit here and express our feelings to each other?"
After saying that, he didn't know what he thought, so he summarized it in a simpler way: "It's just that you shouldn't do or can't do."
Anyway, there is still a snatching process in the end, and all the gold coins she lost can be taken back.
For example, if she finds that the personal script is too difficult and the gold coins deducted by Ooc are not as large as the plot line, then she can give up pretending to be awakened by the heroine, go directly to the original plot, and forcefully pull Prince Yan to fall in love with each other.
"The personal script has been effective. You cannot oocate it in important nodes, otherwise you will deduct gold coins as a punishment."
Without waiting for her bald hair, the smart arm ring continued to notify her.
"A deep stare at the prince without blinking for fifteen seconds can make him understand that when he questioned your disagreement, his mouth is soft and his heart is hard. Remember, if you use the golden finger three times, it will be invalid. Please use it reasonably. I wish you a happy journey~"
"The personal script you hold is: The heroine who is unwilling to leave the original plot after awakening."
Yan Chengqing looked at her with his eyes and signaled her to continue talking.
In a very vernacular way, Zhong Jiuyin roughly understood it based on his poor cultural knowledge alone.
The voice is like a pervert who is neither male nor female, and it makes people hate chills when they hear it.
Broadcast notice: "Thirty minutes are here, the opening gift package is invalid, and the personal system is opened. Please listen carefully and understand the system announcements, remember your personal identity, gold fingers and script settings. I wish you all to accumulate more gold coins on the way to complete the task
, become an outstanding player ~”
Then he said, "I found that my personal scripts are just to make things messy. Even if the male and female protagonists of destiny are determined to complete the main task smoothly. When you really can't have both, it's normal to choose to give up one of the lines."
This should be fine. Even if you are really hit by a car accident and returned to your first day as a modern human, you can understand it.
Alas, people with strength are so straightforward and decisive, and they can make the game simple and get first.
The dust seemed to be coming to my face.
"Dear Wild Illiterate, here is System 099 for you. The copy you are currently in is a spoof fairy tale: Cinderella's Struggle Life."
Zhong Jiuyin is about to believe it or not.
But after turning it over, she didn't ask about this, and first illuminated the blind spots of knowledge.
After all, a stunning killer is easily involved in these abnormal love, hate, love, and love.
She sat next to the railing of the green belt, and seemed to be unable to stop in her hand. She pulled a hard grass stem from the green belt with her backhand and swayed it.
Although she was not afraid of hearing each other's system announcements, when the armband was opened, she and Yan Cheng were still far away from each other several meters away.
Yan Cheng looked at her first before answering: "The behavior is separated from the original setting."
The tone was like a customer who came to drink with a big knife and asked a stranger, "Brother, how much is this bowl of meat?", and the society was very good.
After Balabara spoke three pounds, the system stopped talking.
The electronic sound of "I wish you a happy journey" also sounded behind her. The previous contents collided. She only listened to her own and didn't hear Yan Cheng's system announcement much.
Zhong Jiuyin made an expression of sudden enlightenment.
"There are not many, and they are not as good as your original gold coins."
"To facilitate you to complete the main task, this system will give you a lucky golden finger: I want to say it but I can't stop my eyes."
She heard the common version of the story, and now she needs to change it. If she says something nonsense that the stunning killer can't understand, wouldn't she be blinded?
I don't know what script he was taking.
Zhong Jiuyin was thinking and analyzed these settings from beginning to end.
...Isn't this fucking her?
The bodies are tightly embracing each other and the soul is separated by yin and yang, right?
Yan Cheng looked at her: "What do you have to tell me?"
"You think your life should not be controlled by men's love. You think that beautiful skirts and stunning faces are enough for the prince to recognize them, but he only looks at the size of his feet. He clearly doesn't like you, he is just a perverted foot control.
.So you are determined to make changes and intentionally destroy any node that may develop love."
It is to achieve a love ending with Prime Minister Yan when he is unwilling to fall in love with Prime Minister Yan.
Zhong Jiuyin doesn't want to accept this statement.
However, it is also possible that Ooc deducts more gold coins, or Yan Cheng is determined to choose to give up the plot.
"So we two may not cooperate with each other. Should we agree to cooperate now and ensure that we can cooperate with each other and help each other in the future?"
After saying that, she cleaned the grass stems and held them in her mouth, raising her eyebrows at Yan Cheng: "How is it?"
Is there a service that when I don’t want to write a word, I roared and chased me for three kilometers and whipped and beat me in two meters in a radius, urging me to “write one more word today and you will be on TV tomorrow”……