I Loaded the Healing System

Shen An raised his eyebrows: "A man and a woman can't kiss each other."

Xu Yijing rolled his eyes at him, let go of her hand, and sighed, "Are you so interesting?"

"Look, your reaction makes me believe that the relationship between your mother and daughter is very good?"

Shen An raised Erlang's legs: "Why don't you talk to me, anyway, I'm idle now, so I'm idle."

Xu Yijing turned her head: "You are so boring."

"I care about you."

Shen An's tone softened.

"I...I don't need your concern." Xu Yijing turned around and left quickly: "If you disturb me less, that's already the best concern for me."

"Don't worry, there are seven days of this holiday, let's take our time."

Shen An looked at her flustered back and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Smiling and laughing, Shen An stopped smiling and said in a low voice, "It's so boring."

He picked up his chopsticks and continued to eat his breakfast.

After breakfast, Xu Yijing huddled in the room and did not show her face. He faced the huge living room alone, feeling bored for a while.

He explained to the public that he must work hard and not delay work until after the holiday.

Actually he has nowhere to go.

Family. .

too far.

I still have the leisure to go around caring for others, but who will care about myself?

ha~

What an irony.

Shen An laughed at himself for a while, then collected his mood, cheered himself up, and got up to go to the art troupe.

Let's just "go to work" honestly.

Due to the holiday, there were not a few people in the usually lively campus, and Shen An was the only figure on the entire school road.

When he came to the art troupe, the situation in the art troupe was similar, very deserted.

Pushing open the door, there was no one in the big venue.

He sighed: "Doesn't the model group have holidays?"

Originally, he wanted to come over and have a chat with Yu Wen, and he might as well tease the girls in the model team.

This deserted emptiness directly obliterated his fantasy.

With a melancholy look on his face, Shen An walked up the stairs step by step and walked to the office.

But when he opened the door, he was pleasantly surprised.

Shen Lianyao is in the office!

The movement of him pushing the door also frightened Shen Lianyao, just like how Song Rui frightened Shen Lianyao a few days ago, classic re-enactment.

But Shen An's "deterrence" was obviously higher than Song Rui's. Facing Song Rui, Shen Lianyao could still forcefully maintain calm, but at this moment, facing Shen An's slightly playful gaze, she was so flustered that she spilled the water glass on the table.

Coincidentally, the mainframe of the computer is placed next to the table.

The water dripped little by little, and happened to land on the main computer.

hiss~

Seems to be smoking. .

In fact, there was no smoke, but Shen Lianyao had an "illusion".

She froze in place, at a loss, but fortunately, Shen An reacted quickly, and immediately stepped forward to unplug the computer.

Even the computer screen went black in an instant.

"call."

Shen An breathed a sigh of relief: "Shouldn't it be burned?"

"Hello? Hello, hello?"

He turned around and found that Shen Lianyao's eyes were glazed and she was on the verge of death.

He kept waving his hands in front of her as gestures, finally pulling back Shen Lianyao's lost soul little by little.

Seeing her eyes refocused, Shen An chuckled lightly and said, "What? Are you scared? It's okay, it shouldn't be burned out."

Shen Lianyao's small mouth twitched slightly, she wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it.

After hesitating for a while, she finally held back and didn't say anything.

"Don't worry, really, it's fine."

Shen An thought she was worried about the computer burning out.

"I.."

Shen Lianyao bit her lip and said coyly, "Is this considered a forced shutdown?"

"Well, the power supply is unplugged, and the physical power failure will not let the water burn."

"That... that..."

Shen Lianyao's voice was filled with sadness: "Can the data be saved?"

"what?"

Shen An blinked: "Are you recording data?"

"Uh... yes."

"That's over, it doesn't have an automatic save function, and it won't save after shutting down."

Shen Lianyao's eyes darkened, and she fell back somewhat exhausted.

Shen An quickly supported her: "Are you okay?"

"No...it's okay."

Shen Lianyao sat slumped on a chair with a dull expression on her face.

data. .

my data. .

Again. .

Do you want to re-enter?

Maybe Shen An didn't know that Shen Lianyao came to the office at six o'clock in the morning.

It took her almost three hours to enter the data.

Now a glass of water quenches all her efforts.

Gone. .

There's nothing left.

"nothing."

Shen An was still comforting Shen Lianyao: "This bit of information can be re-entered later, as long as the computer host is not broken."

Woohoo. .

Shen Lianyao wanted to cry, but couldn't.

She lowered her head, shrugged her little head, and remained silent.

Shen An felt that he should give her a little time to buffer, so he didn't bother her for the time being, turned around and returned to his seat.

The information he needs to enter has actually been recorded.

The rest is nothing more than other trivial matters.

But now he doesn't want to deal with these trivial things. He browsed around the computer and suddenly saw the information files of the art troupe.

He clicked on the file, which recorded the list of members of each art troupe since records were made.

Including the historical changes of the entire art troupe.

"Excuse me, it's quite detailed."

He flipped through the pages, first looking at the list of members of the last art troupe.

In the previous office, the names of Zhao Qingyu, Xu Yijing, and Chen Nannan were impressively listed.

But besides that, he also noticed another name: Pei Mingyao.

This is the name of the current head of the drama group.

So the head of the drama group was transferred from the previous office?

He glanced casually, then set his sights on the previous deputy head.

The name of the previous deputy head was Gu Yuning.

How to bring a word of rain.

But fortunately not surnamed Wang.

Otherwise, Shen An would associate it for no reason.

But the name. .How it seems. .A little familiar?

Seems like I've seen it somewhere.

Shen An suddenly took out his mobile phone and clicked on the app of the student union.

He found this name in the title column.

Student Union President: Gu Yuning.

really.