I Don’t Want To Be Popular

Chen Chuan's current attire is either poor or ordinary.

But his charm value of up to 150 is still there, coupled with the temperament of [Qingliu Painter], the combination of the two seems to have a more deserted aura.

This is what Chen Chuan felt when he took out his mobile phone to take a selfie on the bus.

Now that I got off the bus, I said hello to my friend Chachashu and met in person. It can be regarded as "meeting friends" or "meeting netizens" as commonly said on the Internet.

Next to Chachashu, the ponytailed girl frowned slightly, looking up and down at Chen Chuan with flickering eyes.

Chen Chuan also looked at her and asked, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

The girl with the ponytail smiled: "Chacha said you have a McLaren P1 and a Lamborghini. I don't think so. I don't judge people by their clothes, but I like to fight against counterfeiting. I think your shoes only cost a few dozen yuan." Looks like."

"Then?"

"Then... the master who drives P1 must at least wear... white coconut?" The ponytail girl frowned.

Chachashu then said: "Okay Xu Meng, you have never been in contact with the master who opened p1, how do you know what he is wearing? Maybe he is just low-key and simple."

"Hey Chacha, don't speak for him just because he's handsome, or you'll be tricked," said the ponytail girl.

Chen Chuan stood aside, listening to the two people talking, and said: "Don't worry, I won't trick Cha Cha Shu, because she patiently answered a lot of my questions before coming here, so we just met for a meal."

"Don't be angry, Master. Xu Meng is more cautious. In fact, I am very happy to see my compatriots here. It doesn't matter whether you have money or not. Let's go to eat. Oh, yes, to formally introduce you, my name is Su Cha , a third-year student majoring in Russian translation at Kuzsk State University. Next to him is classmate Xu Meng." Chachashu said.

"Chen Chuan, a recent graduate of Qinqin University, a freelancer." Chen Chuan stretched out his hand.

Su Cha also extended his hand, and the two shook hands.

Name: Su Cha

Age: 21

Height: 165

Health: Poor·Early stage of myelocerebellar variation

Specialties: Clingy

The moment this information appeared in his mind, Chen Chuan's hands shook.

"What's wrong, Master? My hand was hit by ice?" Su Cha asked with wide eyes.

Her hands were indeed very cold, but not enough to make Chen Chuan's hands tremble.

What made him tremble was the message he felt.

Myelocerebellar variant, what is it…

"Okay, my name is Xu Meng, but I won't call you Great God, because I don't think you look like a Great God." The pony-tailed girl stretched out her hand.

Chen Chuan shook hands with her.

Name: Xu Meng

Age: 22

Height: 167

Health: Excellent, no hidden diseases

Specialties: Arrogance

Chen Chuan took a deep breath and looked at the tea tree. Behind her was the Siberian mirror-like sky, but there were clouds on the horizon, and it seemed that there would be wind and snow again.

She wore a thick coat to keep out the cold and looked like a cute little girl. Her height of 165cm made her look much petite in Maozi Country, where people are generally tall and tall.

My new acquaintance, Mao Mei's assistant, Aurora, is 176 centimeters tall, which is a full head taller than her.

But that's not the point. The point is what myelocerebellar variant is.

"Master, what do you want to eat? There are domestic dishes here, as well as local specialties, Japanese food, French food, Italian food. You can ask for what you want to eat, and I will be the host." Chachashu said.

"How can you treat a lady to a treat? I'll treat you." Chen Chuan said.

"Hey, I'm a guest from afar! If I go to Haiqin City someday, you will definitely be the one hosting me." Chachashu smiled brightly, "I forgot to mention that I am from Sioux City, which is not far from your Haiqin City. It only takes three or four hours to drive?”

Xu Meng on the side said: "How about eating cold sour fish?"

"Master, do you want to eat?" Chachashu asked.

"I'll eat with you." Chen Chuan said casually. His mind was not on eating, and he was thinking about the illness of the cute girl opposite him.

The two girls discussed it for a while, then took Chen Chuan to the central shopping mall behind them.

This kind of shopping mall is the same as the domestic model.

Goods are sold on the first, second and third floors, restaurants are on the fourth and fifth floors, and entertainment venues such as cinemas and karaoke rooms are on the sixth floor.

Chachashu turned back to chat with Chen Chuan and said, "How about it? Are there many beauties here? The flowers are becoming more and more charming, aren't they?"

Chen Chuan smiled, this poem was just right.

Blond girls can be seen everywhere, and one of them is no less beautiful than Maria Sharapova. She echoes a saying on the Internet: "Walking on the street, you will inadvertently be amazed and unable to extricate yourself."

However, the peak period of their appearance is short-lived. Young people are beautiful and slender, but they fall apart as soon as they get married. Needless to say, they become 30 or 40 years old after having children.

Unlike Asians who look young despite their age, those who are well-maintained at the age of thirty-four are as youthful and beautiful as little girls.

For example, Chairman Teng of Shanghai Stock Exchange, Teng Qingqing, is 33 years old and looks only 23 years old.

Thinking of President Teng, Chen Chuan sighed for a while. He was a good friend who could be a long-term friend, but because of misunderstandings, the gap became deeper and deeper. He was fighting in the game every day, the guilds of both sides were killing each other, the world channel was swearing, and he was insulting his parents... He looked like he had never interacted with each other since old age.

Chen Chuan forbids members of his own guild to insult their parents and family members when swearing in the street, but when faced with the seven major guild alliances, there are always those on the opposite side who are not careful. They were scolded and beaten, and the grudges were getting deeper and deeper, and he, the leader of the gang, couldn't control it.

His thoughts were far away, and Chen Chuan came back to his senses and looked at the cute little girl with bangs next to him. She looked petite and cute, with a carefree look on her face, her big eyes flashed, and she looked like she was easy to deceive.

"Why are you looking at me?" Chachashu asked with a smile.

"fine."

The ponytail girl named Xu Meng said: "Chen Chuan, if you are the same as you are on the outside, I don't mind Chacha being friends with you. But if you pretend to be a rich man and lie to her, I won't agree."

"Don't say that. First of all, why would a master lie to me? Secondly, I don't think he is that kind of person. Don't always judge people by their appearance..." Chachashu said.

"Oh, if you don't look at the clothes on the outside, how can you see the underwear on the inside? Does this great master's clothes and shoes cost tens of dollars, and his underwear costs thousands? Is it hidden?" Xu Meng said.

Chen Chuan subconsciously touched his thigh and just remembered that he seemed to be wearing Burberry's new 3091 yuan pair of underwear. The ones outside were replaced by street stall goods, but I really forgot to change the ones inside. This ponytail girl was really fooled.

The three of them took the escalator and went upstairs.

We found a local specialty restaurant called Moxi Restaurant. After sitting down, Chachashu started ordering and asked Chen Chuan what he wanted to eat.

Chen Chuan replied: "Eat whatever you want"

Maybe many times, people on the Internet will complain about "whatever", but in fact, if you don't say "just eat whatever you want", what can you say? Is it really possible to grab the menu and have a random meal?

As for the pony-tailed girl who questioned whether his p1 was real and whether he used online pictures to deceive people, Chen Chuan answered truthfully that it was true and not a lie.

Although he is equipped with the [Shishkin Character Card] and needs to simulate the life of a 20-year-old Qingliu painter, he cannot tell lies. If he has it, he has it, and if he doesn't, he doesn't.

There is no need to deliberately hide this and pretend to be poor.

I have all this time to chat with the pony-tailed girl here, and then go back to Andrea Villa and shoot arrows on horseback with Aurora. Isn’t it delicious?

Therefore, Chen Chuan lowered his head and played with his mobile phone without responding to the ponytail girl's critical eyes.

He used his mobile phone to check what myelocerebellar mutation was. After checking, he saw the words "incurable disease" and was so frightened that he almost dropped his mobile phone.

He raised his head and saw the cute girl opposite him with straight bangs looking at him with big eyes.

Chachashu asked: "Master, how many days will you come here to play?"

"It will take at least five days." Chen Chuan said.

Chen Chuan lowered his head and saw on the Internet that there was a Japanese drama called "One Liter of Tears" in which the heroine suffered from this disease. It was normal at first, but then she would fall down inexplicably while walking and lose her balance. In the later stage, it was basically like ALS. Pretty much, losing the ability to move and understand, and falling into a coma.

Chen Chuan rubbed his chin and looked at the introduction on his phone. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. People's joys and sorrows are really different. Girls who look normal on the surface have such an incurable disease.

Besides sighing, Chen Chuan couldn't do anything.

If the system can generate suitable items... it would be helpful if he could help. If not, he has no way to change his fate.

"Su Cha, your hands are very cold. Are you feeling unwell? Have you been to the hospital for a checkup?" Chen Chuan asked casually.

"It was just a normal physical examination in school before. I didn't do it deliberately. My hands have always been relatively cold, so it's okay." Chachashu said.

"Well, it's better to check it out. Cold hands and feet mean that the qi and blood are not flowing smoothly. There is no harm in checking." Chen Chuan said.

"Oh, thank you for your concern. I'll check it out when I have time."

Xu Meng next to him smiled and said to Chen Chuan: "I didn't expect you to be quite warm-hearted and a gentleman. My impression of you has improved a little bit."