Li Li continued to twist his waist and began his dreamy transformation performance.

At this moment, if he shouted first: "The power of the moon prism - transform!"

Maybe, it won't seem so abrupt!

Canglang doesn’t have to look so helpless!

He wanted to cover his eyes so he couldn't see those eye-catching pictures.

But he was worried that the other party would take advantage of his loss of sight and launch a wave of conscience-ridden personal attacks.

Li Li turned to the cool look as if no one was around him, and the smile at the corners of his eyes became more and more intense. In the end, it might be a conscience discovery that green light was added to the indescribable parts.

In this way, a complete gender change is completed.

"Hey~ I didn't expect you to be a young little boy!"

"Nonsense! My whole body is green, whose aesthetic can keep up with you?"

Canglang let go of his hand and answered angrily.

Although I have never eaten pork, pig runs can still be seen everywhere.

Such an eye-catching girl, he is really not interested in it.

"How is it? I sacrificed so much, how are you thinking about it? As long as you join our Green Hero Alliance, you will live a very fresh life every day~"

The implication is so obvious that Canglang is even more unmoved!

"Thank you, no need! I still want to be a simple human!"

Li Li saw that Canglang was really heartless and did not want to force the other party to be too anxious, so he walked towards the balcony.

"Since that's the case, I'll bring you a few real girls tomorrow, let's have a good chat!"

Without waiting for Canglang to answer, he jumped down from the balcony, the wind blew over, and the cool and thin skirt lifted a corner.

People have disappeared into the dark night.

Canglang rushed over with a quick step, and he didn't want to report his dormitory tomorrow.

In the endless darkness, even the shadow of a crow cannot be seen.

He quickly opened up the sky eye power, and the world of black and white has completely disappeared.

He poked his head out again and patrolled around for more than ten minutes. After confirming that the other party had not shot him back, he walked back to the dormitory with a little peace of mind.

The slight heat feeling in the palm of his right hand slowly dissipated.

"There is only one skill left in [Emperor]. I wonder if this guy will really call a group of people tomorrow! If I want to beat me up, I don't know if I can rely on this to give them a gorgeous team kill!"

Canglang opened his cell phone while thinking about his situation.

"No! You still have to get a few more consumable skills! If you don't have to suppress your body with more skills, you will be more confident if you die together!"

He clicked on the Spirit-Exorcist column of Doomsday Reading to see if there is any copy task of "I want to die but not money".

[The Twelve Heavenly Kings of the Year End], [The Glowing Golden Finger], [Traveling with the novel]…

"Hey, what are these? You can't understand them at all~"

However, his fingers betrayed his heart.

[Year-end inventory of the Twelve Heavenly Kings] Display task description: The year-end event, the Twelve Heavenly Kings of Online Literature are about to be released! Who are the Twelve Heavenly Kings in your mind? Newcomer Kings, best-selling kings... Forecast! Analysis! Inventory! All of them come to the column!

"Haha~ I thought it was such a high-level copy? It turned out that it was just a requirement to make a prediction! How simple is this kind of thing? How simple is it! Anyway, there is no reward if you answer correctly. If you make a mistake, you will be scolded by a few words!"

Canglang calmed down and made a decision in his heart.

"I'm afraid of being scolded? The key is coming, but the gods are killed! It's all you! Lingniang, I'll answer!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light flashed out of his newly bought phone.

Canglang just felt his body tightening and it seemed that he had been sucked into somewhere again.

This time, he clearly felt the pain caused by pinching his thighs, and was sure that he was unlucky to enter the mission channel with his body.

Looking at the familiar cramped passage in front of him, he shook his head slightly, and without saying a word, he directly pressed his hand to the wall.

In an instant, a series of well-known works flashed wildly in his mind.

In the daze, he saw a slightly awkward cover.

It was a bald cartoon character, sitting on a park bench with her legs crossed, with an arrogant expression.

"Crash Demon King? What the hell is this?"

He didn't even look at it for a second time, and let it flash by quickly. When he was about to choose a work that he loved, his body was already in uncontrollably.

"Oh, it's so rude, not human at all!"

Immediately afterwards, a sound of music that seemed to be flowing water from the mountains, or to be precise, a beautiful piano sound.

“Good piano skills!”

But I seemed to have heard this song somewhere, and I couldn’t remember it all at once!

He slowly opened his eyes and found himself sitting in a locker beside the window. Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling window was filled with traffic, with people coming and going, and it was very lively.

He moved his gaze forward and saw a circular platform not far ahead. In front of the white piano, a young man in a black suit was playing quickly.

Those fingers were slender and white, the suit looked a little fat, and the hair was in a mess!

There is no style of a famous pianist!

Although his clothes and piano skills are very different, they have won the intoxication and appreciation of the audience around him.

Canglang was about to say something to express that he was also a little soulmate, but a polite greeting came from his ears.

"Sir, what do you want to drink? Coffee or orange juice?"

Canglang turned his head and saw a waiter wearing black and white work clothes standing beside him, looking at him with a smile.

"Uh~" He looked at the decoration around him and the professionalism of the waiter, and swallowed silently.

"Give me a cup of boiled water, the free one!"

He is not a fool, so he can't brush copies and spend money on it.

"Ah? OK! Sir, please wait!"

The professional quality of the waiter made Canglang blush. It’s hard for a man without money.

"Sir, this is your water! If it's not enough, the water dispenser is there and you can refill yourself!"

Canglang's heart tightened, his face turned a little red, and he thought to himself: "Damn, I'm praising you for nothing! Who do you look down on?"

A minute later, Canglang held the water dispenser and drank three cups, and the feeling of thirst decreased slightly.

When he looked at the man playing the piano again, he found that there was a young woman in extraordinary clothes and excellent appearance standing beside him at some point.

"Are you really not good at playing the piano?" The woman took a step forward and stared at the man, her voice as if it were beyond the sky.

"Well, I'm not very good at it!"

"Then what are you good at?"

"I said I was a screenwriter and director!"

The silent wind blew quietly in the cafe.

"Puff~"

Canglang couldn't help but chuckled. The person who pretended to be ac really deserves a beating!

He wanted to mock him a few words, but suddenly he felt that the hollow inside his abdomen was a little anxious, so he quickly ran to the bathroom.

Men, you can tolerate anything, this is absolutely not possible!

But when he returned to the cafe after relaxation, the man and woman disappeared.

Intuition, he was sure that the man and woman were definitely the protagonist of the story.

They must be found and seize the skills on the other party, although they have not yet discovered the amazing talent of the other party.

He stopped a waiter.

"Hello, I want to ask, where did the person who just played the piano go?"

Not getting an answer, I was stunned by the waiter's amazing appearance.

"Author, are you a cartoonist? Even the waiter portrays so amazingly?"

"Oh, you're talking about that person!"

The beautiful male waiter was also a little confused. He had never met such a rude guest in such a high-end cafe.

Professional qualities tell him that the information of the guest should not be leaked to strangers at will.

"They just left!"

However, he felt that a hundred yuan bill suddenly appeared in Canglang's hand, and pressed the kind angel in his heart back.

"Do you know who he is?" Canglang was a little anxious and had to cut a piece of it in pain.

"It seems to be called Lu Yuan! It seems to be a screenwriter! There are many ambitious people who want to eat swan meat and daydreaming all day long!"

Canglang was shocked again.

He has heard of this name!
Chapter completed!