In the world of Zongman, the ruthless monks just want to play badly

Xie Liang shrugged, "It doesn't cost anything to try."

Kita and Hongxia looked at each other, but in the end did not refute.

If it's just a try... there shouldn't be any problem, right?

"Since you all have no objection..."

The blue-haired girl pinched her chin, and raised the corners of her lips slightly, "Then, let's call it——[Paradise Project]."

A paradise where everyone can be happy, sounds good, right?

……

Because Yili was socially anxious, Baili asked her to go behind the beverage counter to prepare the drinks to be sold later.

This job is comparatively the easiest job in the store.

When the customer places an order, the corresponding drinks are prepared and placed on the counter. At most, you just need to say "thank you for your patronage". No extra conversation is required, which is very suitable for people with social anxiety.

As for the work of receiving guests, he is responsible for it.

In fact, he didn't need to do anything special. It was just a normal ticket check and he would be allowed to pass after confirming that there was no problem.

A few JKs blushed and wanted to strike up a conversation, but they were intimidated by his aloof temperament and finally couldn't muster up the courage. They walked to a position near the stage and turned their heads to look over here secretly from time to time.

Bai Li was unmoved. What he was best at was being an iceberg.

Perhaps because it was still early, there were not many guests present. A rough count showed that there were only about eight or nine people standing sparsely under the stage.

However, the little socially anxious girl behind the counter was still a little flustered. Hongxia usually helped her, but now she was the only one left, so she couldn't help but feel panicked.

Seeing that there would be no new guests for the time being, Bai Li was planning to go and help, but there was a noise coming from the utility room.

The leader, Xie Liang, looked calm as he returned with two girls with wandering eyes. They went to the counter to help before him.

I've only been away for a dozen minutes, why do Kita and Hongxia look so uneasy?

He had not used his spiritual power to deliberately investigate the movements in the utility room before. If he did so, he would always feel like a dirty uncle peeping at a little girl.

In daily life, if it is not necessary, he will take the initiative to restrain his keen five senses.

On the one hand, I have no intention of prying into the privacy of strangers, on the other hand... I am also worried that I will "see" some scenes that are hard to describe, which is also a kind of spiritual pollution.

...Forget it, since Liang doesn't seem to be abnormal, it should just be a whisper between girls.

Just at this time, a few more office lady sisters came together. Bai Li shook his head, did not pay too much attention, and continued to shoulder the responsibility of checking tickets.

"Sorry, I don't have Line, I don't use Instagram, I lost my phone. We'll try to talk about work during work hours."

This kind of rejection tactics had almost become an instinct for him, causing several enthusiastic OL sisters to leave disappointed.

Should I say I was lucky? Although I was inevitably approached, I didn't encounter any particularly difficult customers, the kind who would play dumb even if rejected.

After a while, the bands that were going to perform tonight came on stage one after another. With a "click", the exhibition hall dimmed. Only the colorful cheering sticks emitted a faint fluorescent light in the darkness, and the music started.

Usually this is the quietest time after Fanxing opens. The guests are all watching the show seriously and few people will buy drinks. The employees can take this opportunity to slack off.

Tonight was no exception, but the lead singer on stage was a bit puzzled. The fans, who should have been concentrating on the performance, kept glancing toward the ticket gates. They even forgot to wave their cheering sticks. What was wrong? Could it be that her singing was so bad that even the fans couldn't listen?

……

Meanwhile, behind the drinks counter.

"Finally, I'm finally free..."

After dealing with the last customer, the pink-haired girl felt as if she had been pardoned. She sat down on the cold ground like a duck, exhausted. Before she could even catch her breath, she met a pair of bright golden eyes.

"Liang...Liang Senior?"

Xiaoshe was startled and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Is there something wrong?"

"Ahem, it's not a big deal."

Yamada Ryo cleared his throat and then came closer. "I just want to ask, have you and your boyfriend... done that, huh?"

What does Hmmm mean?

Goto Ichiri blushed at her sudden gossip question, but after hesitating for a moment, he nodded weakly.

"What does it feel like? Is it painful? Or are you tired?"

This question is not just a prelude to the following text, but Xieliang is also really curious.

Although she has read many books, they are only theoretical. How can it be as real as interviewing the parties involved in person?

However, this time, little Bochi's pretty face turned red, and she was unwilling to answer the question no matter what. When she was forced into a corner, she just said, "The president is very capable," and then pretended to be a wooden man.

Xie Liang felt a little regretful that he couldn't ask further questions, but he also keenly noticed something from the evaluation of "awesome".

At least... I don't have to worry about my boyfriend's health.

She blinked and said seriously, "In that case, have you ever considered..."

"A few more helpers?"

Chapter 222 I said victory is a foregone conclusion, are you Er Duolong?

"Help, help, help... help?!"

Not only was Pochi stunned, but even Kita and Hongxia were dumbfounded after hearing what Liang said, and were shocked by her straightforwardness.

For a sensitive topic like this...shouldn't we be a little more tactful?!

This is too straightforward!

"Okay, let me put it another way."

Liang coughed and said seriously, "Pochi-chan, are you interested in having more teammates for the relay race?"

Good news, that’s an understatement indeed.

Bad news, only slightly understated.

Hong Xia couldn't help but cover her face. This was such an outrageous request, any normal girl wouldn't agree to it, right?!

Even if Pochi-chan is easy to talk to, she'll definitely get angry... Wait, why are you hesitating?! What's with that excited expression?!

In a sense, Liang is indeed very good at judging people.

Goto Ichiri is a very easy-to-please person, and he doesn't have a strong possessiveness.

Before she officially started dating the president, her biggest wish was to become his pet. Occasionally being patted on the head by the president was enough to make her happy for the whole day.

If it were another girl, after hearing Liang’s words, she might be very angry: I treat you as a friend, and you actually want to sleep with my boyfriend?

It's no surprise that she cut all ties with her Tauren best friend through Holy Severing.

But Pochi doesn't think so at all.

Firstly, it was because she was not greedy and never thought of monopolizing the president. No matter how many girlfriends the president had, as long as she had her position, it was enough.

Secondly, it was because I was influenced by a certain Miura classmate.

The power of example is endless.

As an undoubted pioneer, the generosity and sharing spirit demonstrated by Yumiko Miura is like a shining meteor in the night sky, leaving a deep impression in the heart of the young social phobic.

Although she is not likely to be infected with any strange habits, she is indeed very open-minded about this aspect.

——Moreover, Liang’s suggestion also provided Goto Ichiri with a new idea.

She didn't want to be separated from everyone who ended the band, so... as long as they became a family, they could be together forever, right?

"But, but..."

After thinking for a long time, Pochi said weakly, "I still want to seek...Miura-san's opinion..."

After all, she was able to interact with the president because of his help.

It sounds unpromising...but the social phobic kid really treats Miura-san as a benefactor, and has completely lost the dignity of being a senior in the club...

Although that kind of thing doesn't seem to exist?

After briefly recounting the process of his relationship with the president, particularly highlighting the role of Miura, Goto Ichiri said softly:

"That's how it is..."

Ah this.

Xieliang tilted his head, a little surprised.

Because of her experience in Hoori Town, she gets along well with Yumiko and they can be considered friends.

I thought Pochi was the one who came out on top, but I didn’t expect... that he also benefited from the help of others?

But it seems normal. After all, with Pochi's personality, it doesn't seem like he is a carnivore who can muster up the courage to take the initiative to attack without anyone's help.

My boyfriend doesn’t seem like someone who would actively pursue a girl. When neither party is proactive, a third person who can break the ice is very important.

However, Liang really didn't expect...

Miura-san, you actually have such a unique hobby?

Although she, like Yumiko, also plans to "share a boyfriend", people's physiques are different.

The reason why Miura-san behaved this way was not only because he couldn't bear it alone, but also to satisfy his own XP system.

She just wants everyone in the band to be happy. "Sharing" is a means, not an end, and she doesn't have any similar habits.

but……

The blue-haired girl pinched her chin. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with this?

At least, when Miura-san learns that a new player wants to join the game, the resistance from him will definitely not be too great.

The only problem is that I only have my boyfriend.

Of course, this is not a big deal for Liang. She doesn't have much, but she has a lot of ideas. This is the confidence that hundreds of youth training manuals have given me!

Victory is a foregone conclusion!

【Paradise Project】will surely be great again!

……

The three hours of business time passed quickly.