Your Talent Is Good; It’s Now Mine Chapter 184: Changing Hearts (Part 1)

Better results...

When preparing to update the next chapter in the bedroom, the words of the bad man Qin Leyin kept echoing in Le Yu's mind.

After Le Yu worked closely with him through "Youth Daily", it was normal for him to see something, or as long as he could see through the mystery in "Youth Daily", he could almost guess what Le Yu wanted to do.

Xuanzhu County is so big, and there are not a few smart people, but they can see it, but no one explicitly stops Le Yu from continuing to do this kind of 'drawing from the bottom of the pot'. In addition to the protection of the Jing family in "Youth Daily", more importantly, what Le Yu wants to do may not be in line with the minds of smart people.

Everyone is waiting for the moment to reshuffle the deck.

The game of Xuanzhu County has been played for too long.

This is like a 200-minute moba game. Everyone's equipment development has reached the limit. Even the monsters and minions have become super powerful because of the time relationship. The forces of all parties confront each other, but they know , The first person to throw out a big move will inevitably die early and survive, so this confrontation has only lasted for many years.

Even if Emperor Huiyao collapsed, Xuanzhu County would still face the sea in spring, because no one dared to do anything.

Now, some people want to provoke the riots of the bottom civilians, which is equivalent to a lucky lottery, randomly selecting one/multiple lucky forces to bear the silver blood will squeeze the people's grievances accumulated by the people of Dongyang for many years.

Smart people don't necessarily think that they can crush all forces to unify Dongyang, but smart people think that as long as they prepare early, they will definitely not be selected as the sacrifice of the mob movement.

As long as this game is overturned by the 'weeds and trees', as long as they survive the next chaos, they will be greeted by a new game, everything will be reshuffled, and they will be able to swallow the worst The resources of other forces go further, the best... that is to control the silver blood and unify Dongyang.

All Le Yu wants to do is to sacrifice the Jing family to summon the red ghost, so that the civilian forces will develop into six-god monsters before the next game starts, and destroy the dog heads of the aristocratic chambers of commerce who are ready to take profits .

However, there is no doubt that such a social movement will inevitably lead to bloodshed and death, and it is not impossible even to stain the candle with blood.

Since ancient times, the reforms of various countries have all shed blood, blood, please start from the Jing family... This is the original plan of Le Yu.

But Qin Yueyin came up with a more tempting solution.

Top down!

Le Yu doesn't know whether Qin Leyin guessed that he jumped backwards, or still thinks that he just wants to take advantage of the chaos to become a bureaucratic capitalist, but his proposal is indeed very exciting.

Being the president of Silver Blood, drunk in power, lying on the knee of a beauty, building a crystal palace... Le Yu shook his head, despising his own boring desires.

What's good about wine? If he can become the president of Silver Blood, he will spend his life making air conditioners, refrigerators, washing machines and Coke!

Honey five-flower tea is still not strong enough!

It would be even better if he could build an alternating current to charge his brick phone in his lifetime!

Then use the funds of the Silver Blood Society to tempt adventurers to go to the Well of Gods and Demons, and open the era of the Great Mystery!

Be a front-runner!

After Le Yu was refreshed in his mind, he honestly continued to write.

In all fairness, Le Yu, as an old proletariat, is naturally happy to see the great deeds of the working class overthrowing the bourgeoisie.

Maybe there are good people in the bourgeoisie, but the entire bourgeoisie is dripping with blood and filth from every pore from head to toe. Witnessing them being crushed to dust by the wheel of history is a nine-year obligation of Leyous Educated.

But the Silver Blood Association still has the Heyang Army, the county governor's mansion, and even the major chambers of commerce, which have kept countless private soldiers.

This world is not the world of the past. The army here has initially entered the era of hot weapons, and the warriors here have surpassed the limits of cold weapons.

The bottom layer is just bleeding, can it really kill a **** path?

Le Yu can't guarantee it, but before the people of Dongyang didn't even have the chance to bleed, he could only create such an opportunity.

But what if he became the president of the Silver Blood Society?

Le Yu knows that he is not the material for intrigue and power struggle, but as long as he and Bai Ye are in harmony, it is not difficult to fatten and strengthen the working class. If possible, he can even divide Heyang Army, or create conditions for Bai Ye to form an armed corps.

Who would have thought that the great leaders of the capitalists are spies of the proletariat?

Therefore, when he is the president of the Silver Blood Club, there is almost no win or loss. The worst result is that the working class is temporarily dormant and continues to grow, and the best result is to collude with the white night to carry out the evolution of the upper class, and only flow to the capitalists. Blood completes the revolutionary evolution.

Of course, the premise is that Le Yu can become the president of the Silver Blood Club.

Just listening to Qin Leyin's painting of cakes, but he not only has to face Lan Yan, but also defeat the other nine competitors - including the bad man Qin Leyin.

But Le Yu had to admit it.

His heart changed a little.

Until he became the head of the family, Le Yu always thought about getting a vote and leaving, and he would run away if he did something hard.

It's like when you see a trick on the Internet and try it out in a game. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose, as long as you have fun.

But now, Le Yu knew that she had changed.

The ice-blood physique allowed him to get rid of the boring negative emotions of 'escape' and 'hesitation', and made him understand his heart very clearly.

He couldn't deceive himself anymore.

Perhaps Qianyuliu, Xia Linguo, Jing Shou and these people are so hopeless because they cannot deceive themselves. Unable to believe in better fantasies wishful thinking, one can only face one's own vulgar and ugly heart again and again, which will lead to infinite self-examination and gradually become a 'saint'...or 'leftover'.

However, the change of music language is not because the capitalist's **** has corroded the soul.

Instead...

Le Yu drank the honey five-flower tea, turned her head and glanced at Qing Lan, who was sitting on the bed pretending to be reading a book and watching secretly, the latter calmly turned her gaze back to the page of the book up, as if nothing had happened.

"What do you see me doing?"

"Young Master is good-looking."

Jing Zhengwei is of course good-looking - otherwise, Le Yu would not have thought that he was really a woman.

However, Le Yu was confident that he was prettier than Jing Zhengwei, so he laughed at the compliment.

"Then why are you laughing?"

Qing Lan smiled innocently: "Am I smiling?"

Le Yu tugged at the corners of his mouth: "The corners of your mouth can't stop rising, you are clearly smiling, and you never stop!"

Qing Lan subconsciously wanted to cover her mouth, and then said generously: "I'm happy."

"Why are you happy?"

"Because the young master just said he likes me more."

"But you have to pay attention to who I said to just now," Le Yu reminded: "I mean, between Mi Die and you, I just like you more. I won Mi Die... Hmm... a mature and charming female bodyguard, can you really feel satisfied?"

Qing Lan's smile was not affected at all, she closed her eyes and shook her body gently, as if she was chewing some good memories, and said coquettishly: "I don't listen, I don't listen, I only know that the son said he likes me more, hee. Hee."

Le Yu seemed to suddenly come back to her senses: "No, the only women I usually know are you and Mi Die. I don't remember all the names of the maids in Jing Garden. When I say I like you more, don't I say My favorite woman is you."

Qing Lan hummed a little tune and bounced back and forth on the bed, obviously she had thought of this for a long time.

"But I still remember a few beautiful girls in my heart," Le Yu turned the pen holder: "For example, Mu Qingmei in the newspaper office, she was specially recruited by me, and I will focus on checking her manuscripts every issue. , you know?"

Qing Lan's body was stagnant, she naturally remembered the female editor who seemed to have countless youthful vitality every day. She has always been envious of Mu Qingmei~IndoMTL.com~ Maybe they have their own strengths in appearance, but Mu Qingmei's self-confidence from the heart may be a quality that she will never be able to possess in her life.

"You want to know, who do I like more between you and her?"

Qing Lan said, "I don't want to."

"Also, I actually have a half-sister who is not related by blood." Le Yu sighed: "She is currently studying at the Yanjing Royal Academy, and I don't know if she is doing well."

"Hey? Where can she rank in my heart...?"

A half-sister... a love sister, right!

Thinking of staying by his side for so many days without even knowing this information, Qing Lan felt her eyes numb, her heart clenched into a ball, and she closed her eyes and said, "I don't want to know!"

Le Yu sighed: "Actually, compared to these children, the Jing family is the mountain that is on my shoulders. You know my third brother, right? The old family master actually thought about choosing the third brother, but if If this is the case, the old patriarch will kill the third brother's fiancée first - the Jing family's patriarch must regard the Jing family as the most important thing, and must give way to any love, family, friendship and friendship."

"Speaking of this, you should know what is the most important thing in my mind, what is my favorite?"

Why do you have to ask me? Don't I even have the right to have a good night?

Qing Lan just wanted to block her ears, and replied in a fit of anger, "I don't know!"

"The answer is self-evident."

Le Yu looked at the manuscript paper on the table with someone's name written on it, and threw it into the trash can.

"I really like you more."