The Villain is Born with a Sweet Tooth

    In the study, two chairs are next to each other.

    A tooltip for creating a character appears on the computer screen.

    Fu Shen pondered for a few seconds, then turned to ask Tang Zhou, "Would you like to play the female number?"

    "Why?" Tang Zhou felt that he was jumping into the pit.

    Fu Shen is half serious and half flicker: "There are heroes in the game, and the rewards are very rich. If you play the female account, we can do it together."

    "Male and male no?"

    "No."

    Tang Zhou: "Oh, can I make the first suggestion?"

    "You said."

    "You are making a game with an interstellar background, facing the international market, and this may need to be changed. Many countries and regions have recognized the legalization of same-sex marriage. If same-sex characters cannot be paired, it is not A pity?"

    Fu Shen supported his forehead, "But the game should be released in China."

    Tang Zhou put it another way: "You don't need to use the name of husband and wife. You can set up two-person tasks. Men and women, men and women can become the most intimate partners through a contract, and in the details With minor adjustments, the three modes of two-person tasks can be handled differently."

    He doesn't understand the game, and his opinions are very shallow, but it does not prevent Fu Shen from thinking that his serious planning is very attractive.

    "Well, all of what you said can be considered." Fu Shen moved the mouse, "Then play the male account."

    Choose a male, then think of a game nickname.

    Tang Zhou input two letters "TZ", it shows that the name already exists.

    He tried "TONG" again, but failed.

    After trying several times to no avail, Tang Zhou gave up on himself, typed in the word "sweet porridge", and passed!

    “…”

    "What career do you want to play?"

    Tang Zhou looked blank: "What are there?"

    Fu Shen slowly began to talk to him about science, and his mouth was dry. When Tang Zhou saw this, he poured him a glass of water.

    "I want a more comfortable career." Tang Zhou felt that the real world was already working hard enough, and it was good that the game world was quiet.

    Fu Shen thought for a while, "Then you can choose the life player mode. You can forge, gather, and sew."

    Tang Zhou felt that it was very good, he chose a career as a therapist, and he spent his days collecting medicinal materials every day.

    In the beginning, he was very unfamiliar with the role, and Fu Shen taught him hand by hand, and he gradually became proficient, and the more he played, the more addicted he became.

    When he reached the ninth level, Fu Shen glanced at the time and reminded: "It's very late, play tomorrow?"

    Tang Zhou pursed his lips and did not respond, obviously wanting to continue playing.

    Fu Shen smiled helplessly, "Then I'll go back to the room first."

    After returning to the room, he logged into his game account.

    He played this account for several years, and it has long since become a myth in the arena. After going to college, he was busy with his studies and work. Basically, he fished for three days and spent two days drying the net. He rarely appeared in front of players.

    As soon as he went online, the player forum became lively.

    [Fuck, I see God F! 】

    [Where is where? Find the coordinates! 】

    [It's so late, so God F is also a night owl hahaha. 】

    【Who is God F? Is it great? 】

    [Upstairs, you can read the post of the great **** FS. 】

    [When God F dominated the rivers and lakes, I didn’t know where to play in the mud upstairs. 】

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    Fu Shen always goes his own way and doesn't pay much attention to the forum.

    He enters "sweet porridge" and presses add friend request.

    Just after eliminating a wave of wild mobs, Tang Zhou was digging for medicinal herbs, and a floating frame suddenly appeared.

    [FS requests to add you as a friend. agree or not? 】

    FS? Fu Shen?

    He pressed agree.

    [FS]: Stand still and wait for me.

    The little treatment was very obedient, and An An was squatting there to collect medicinal materials.

    No matter which world you are in, the strong is king.

    Tang Zhou didn't know how good Fu Shen was at playing games, but he was definitely much better than him.

    Have a thigh hug, why not do it?

    Just as she was about to hug her thighs, her thighs wrapped in red and black robes fell from the sky.

    This little treatment made him even more frail.

    "Come on, I'll take you to level up."

    Tang Zhou thought: I can also improve myself.

    Then I got slapped in the face.

    Even a layman, he can see that this is a top player.

    It took much less time than his own upgrade.

    [FS]: Level 10, sleep.

    【Sweet porridge】: Oh.

    But he still wants to play.

    [FS]: Don't stay up late, be good.

    【Sweet Porridge】:…

    Tang Zhou pursed his lips, although Fu Shen used the tone of coaxing a child, but he didn't feel angry, but warmed his heart.

    Seeing Tang Zhou's head grayed out with his own eyes, Fu Shen went offline and turned off the computer, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

    The little treatment is really good.

    Since he was hooked on the game, Tang Zhou would play online for a while whenever he was free.

    After playing for a long time, I really have a deeper understanding of the game.

    There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that F God often brings a little cute new killing monster to upgrade, and takes good care of him.

    The three of them are also discussing this matter.

    "Who is this sweet porridge? When did Brother Shen meet?" Pi Xiu frowned, "He didn't tell us, have you ever seen him protect someone like this?"

    Li Fengyu: "I haven't seen it."

    Liang Chen rubbed his eyes, he had a clue, but he was not sure.

    "I know."

    A ghostly voice suddenly sounded behind him, startling Pixiu.

    He turned around and saw Mishumu standing there with a face and motionless.

    "Mi God, can you walk a little bit!"

    The three of them lived with Mishu for a long time, but they still couldn't get used to Mishu's ghostly way of walking.

    Li Fengyu was curious: "You said you know who Tian Porridge is?"

    Mishu nodded, index finger pointing to the ceiling.

    "You mean Senior Tang." Liang Chen nodded, "It's possible, but how do you know?"

    Li Fengyu didn't believe it: "Impossible. How could Tang Shen have such a kawaii name?"

    "Oh, it's normal, maybe Tang Shen is a little sweet inside." Pi Xiu said that there was no need to make a fuss. He agreed with Liang Chen and just wanted to understand how Mi Shu knew. .

    Mi Shu ignored no one, went back to his room slowly, and closed the door.

    Pixiu cried: "It's not fair! Brother Shen told God Mi, but he didn't tell us!"

    "It's not necessarily what Brother Shen said." Liang Chen intuition that Fu Shen didn't want people to know that Tang Shen was sweet porridge.

    Pi Xiu rolled his eyes, laughed twice, picked up his phone and started sending a message.

      Last time you played my character, you should know my nickname, right? Would you like to add a friend?

    [Tang Zhou]: I'm afraid to disturb you. When you have time to go online, I will add you as a friend.

    [Pixiu]: Hahahaha, but with Brother Shen, I guess you don't need us.

    Tang Zhou didn't return, Pixiu showed the chat record to the other two, "Brother Shen is indeed playing with Tang Shen."

    "It's awesome, I have to study and work, Brother Shen still has time to go online." Li Fengyu sighed.

    Fu Shen was really busy during this time. Fortunately, his foot has healed and there is no obstacle to movement.

    The same goes for Tang Zhou.

    After his graduation defense, he freed up more time for his career.

    On the night of the old man's birthday banquet, Fu Shen's words made him think a lot.

    From childhood to adulthood, he was bound by the rules and regulations set by the old man and couldn't breathe. The thought of being loyal to the Tang family and the old man was deeply rooted in his bones, so he had to think about the Tang family all the time.

    But for the good of the Tang family, this is not the only way to go. Resisting the old man is not necessarily the only way to quit the Tang family.

    In order to repay the cultivation of the old man, if something happens to the Tang family in the future, he will not ignore it, but he will not sacrifice himself like in a dream.

    Anything, as long as it is in your own hands, will not cause unexpected things.

    Just sold off some of the stock when a call came in.

    Tang Zhou picked it up.

    The person opposite said cautiously: "Mr. Tang, I have reserved a seat at Heye Xuan, are you free tonight?"

    "Okay, it's six o'clock."

    The other party happily said a lot of good things before hanging up the phone.

    Tang Zhou thought about it and sent a message to Fu Shen.

    [Tang Zhou]: Going out to talk business at night, not eating at home.

    After posting, I thought that Fu Shen was taking the final exam, I guess I can see it after the exam.

    Fu Shen replied in seconds: [Without an assistant? 】

    [Tang Zhou]: Are you not taking the exam?

    [Fu Shen]: Didn't Tang Shen submit the papers in advance?

    [Tang Zhou]:…

    [Fu Shen]: I am good at drinking, Mr. Tang doesn't think about it?

    [Tang Zhou]: I'll pick you up at school.

    Although Tang Zhou is confident that he can negotiate a good business without drinking, he is much more at ease with someone than he is alone.

    [Fu Shen]: I'm home already.

    The door was opened from the outside, Tang Zhou looked up at the entrance.

    The boy wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt and casual pants is full of student spirit.

    Tang Zhou: "Change clothes."

    "Good."

    Fu Shen returned to the room and put on a short-sleeved shirt and black suit pants, his temperament changed completely.

    From a student who just finished the exam, he immediately transformed into a handsome business elite.

    Tang Zhou was almost confused, thinking it was President Fu standing in front of him.

    He came back to his senses, "Where's the tie?"

    "Broken." Fu Shen looked innocent.

    Tang Zhou didn't delve into it, and went back to his room to pick a dark blue tie with dark patterns embroidered on it, which would be looming with the change of light.

    Fu Shen took it solemnly and put it around his neck, but he clumsily circled it many times without success.

    "You play games so neatly, why is it so difficult to wear a tie?" Tang Zhou couldn't stand it any longer, he walked up to him, raised his hand, "Give it to me."

    Tang Zhou frowned, tugged at his tie, "Learn from me."

    "Oh."

    Fu Shen looked at the dancing hands on his chest again.

    Slender as bamboo, as white as jade, born just right.

    Seeing that the hands were about to complete their mission and were about to leave, Fu Shen subconsciously grabbed it.

    Tang Zhou was scalded by the temperature of his palm, his heart skipped a beat, "What are you doing!"

    "Senior, I didn't learn it just now, can I teach it again?"

    The man's amber eyes were as deep as a pool, firmly grasping Tang Zhou's mind.

    He was motionless, as if he had forgotten to struggle, like a lamb to be slaughtered, waiting for the wolf to eat him.

    This is beyond Tang Zhou's safe distance.

    He suddenly regained his senses, pulled Fu Shen away with all his strength, and took a step back.

    "I only teach it once, I don't know how to find tutorials online."

    Fu Shen covered the loss in his eyes and nodded with a smile.

    Tang Zhou turned his face away.

    "Also, don't call the senior outside."

    Fu Shen responded obediently.

    "Got it, Mr. Tang."