Chapter 1 Li Ang’s Acting Gig

Li Ang added Wei Linglan's WeChat account, but didn't chat with her much. Instead, they thoroughly discussed how they should meet the next day.

At first, Wei Linglan was a little unaccustomed to it, but under Li Ang's extremely professional, businesslike attitude, she quickly got into character.

According to her plan, the two would meet at noon the next day.

At that time, Li Ang would play Xu Haoge, a promising young photographer who had just emerged in the industry.

He would be polite, refined, and easygoing, with an income and appearance that matched Wei Linglan's level.

Her parents would ask a few questions, scrutinize him a little,

and Li Ang, with Wei Linglan's help, would muddle through and send the elders home.

After a few months, Wei Linglan would pin the "cheating and betrayal" label on Li Ang's fake identity, and righteously "break up" to explain to her parents.

As for the future...

Anyway, the scale of the killing game would continue to expand, the scope of influence would become wider and wider, and finally the entire social model would undergo earth-shattering changes.

By then, survival would be more important than life. Who would care about the marriage problems of older, single women?

At the end of the chat, Wei Linglan offered to pay for Li Ang to have a custom-made suit made, but the latter thought about it and refused, using the excuse that he already had one.

Afterward, Li Ang rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find makeup props, and transformed himself into a handsome, young, rich, and promising youth with sword-like eyebrows and sharp features.

He also sent Wei Linglan an unfiltered selfie to check if he was up to par.

In the photo, the freshly baked young photographer Xu Haoge was wearing a simple white shirt and a black jacket.

Between his eyebrows was an indescribable confidence and composure. In his perfectly measured smile, there was a hint of melancholy and vicissitudes that came from seeing through the world.

Handsome, mature, profound without being pretentious, he almost stirred up waves in Wei Linglan's tranquil heart.

After receiving the photo, Wei Linglan, somewhat surprised, asked Wang Congshan for a photo of Li Ang in his usual state.

She couldn't, no matter what, connect the ordinary-looking, sloppy teenager in a tank top, big shorts, and flip-flops, picking his nose,

with the selfie of "young photographer Xu Haoge."

Is this even the same person!?

Asian makeup techniques are terrifying!

Feeling shocked, Wei Linglan also expressed her admiration to Wang Congshan, saying that she was able to find such a talented childhood sweetheart at such a young age—if they got married in the future, wouldn't the variety of cosplay styles go to the heavens?

Half a day passed quickly. The next morning, Li Ang, still in disguise, brought two gifts, red wine and cosmetics (which he could reimburse later with Wei Linglan),

and arrived early at a restaurant on the commercial street where they had agreed to meet yesterday.

But after waiting and waiting, no one came, and he couldn't be reached on WeChat.

Instead of Wei Linglan, Wang Congshan, wearing a baseball cap, large sunglasses, and a black mask, walked in first, sat diagonally behind Li Ang, and sent him a WeChat message.

Wang Congshan: "There's a mole, the deal's off."

Li Ang: "???"

Wang Congshan: "Cough, cough, cough, just kidding. They'll be there soon, get ready."

Li Ang: "You can count on me."

Soon, Wei Linglan arrived with her parents. Li Ang stepped forward to greet them, and after some polite conversation, the young couple sat down on the same side, their posture sweet and tacit.

Li Ang was worthy of his appearance fee of 2,000 yuan. Throughout the meal, "Xu Haoge" spoke eloquently, behaved properly, was steady and mature, and his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant. His table manners were impeccable.

He was always able to subtly reveal "Xu Haoge's" current family situation, lifestyle, career prospects, and future plans with Wei Linglan in seemingly calm small talk.

He handled Wei's parents' hints and questions with the image of a "perfect boyfriend."

Not only that, "Xu Haoge" was even more caring and concerned about Wei Linglan.

The two interacted from time to time, showing affectionate smiles, and occasionally making not-too-excessive hand-holding gestures.

Wei Linglan felt the heat and strong male hormones emanating from "Xu Haoge." Knowing that this was acting,

she couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her body and felt the urge to run away.

She could only constantly remind herself that the person sitting next to her was still a minor high school student who was very close to her cousin.

Having special thoughts would get her thrown in jail.

Their intimate interaction made Wei's parents quite gratified (finally confirming that their daughter wasn't a lesbian).

On the other hand, Wang Congshan, sitting diagonally behind, inexplicably felt a little upset, and felt like she had vaguely suffered a big loss.

She sat in her seat, not turning her head, but looking at the scene behind her through the curved surface of the metal spoon.

"Damn, this kid has never been so gentle with me."

The class monitor looked at "Xu Haoge" affectionately stroking Wei Linglan's little finger, and felt a chill all over her body.

She couldn't help but start to fantasize about the day when she also took out two thousand yuan and let Li Ang be so gentle with her all day long...

"Damn, what was I just thinking? Disgusting, disgusting!"

Wang Congshan, breaking free from her fantasy, shook her head, her face flushed, and pulled down the brim of her baseball cap, throwing all the messy thoughts out of her mind—Li Ang believes in giving a penny's worth of effort for a penny.

When he was doing his companionship service, he fought hard with the young ladies in the world of *Wangzhe Nongyao* (Honor of Kings), leveling up at lightning speed, carrying them all the way.

And he also came with a voice changing function. As long as the money was in place, he could handle the chatting styles of a cute young man, a suave uncle, or a senior.

But when it came to playing *Wangzhe Nongyao* with Wang Congshan, he would only pick Dharma for the jungler position.

He very piously believed in Buddhism, never going online to gank, only wandering around the jungle, swiping WeChat steps.

You get what you pay for.

Wang Congshan firmly believed that the difficulty of getting Li Ang to take the initiative to be gentle was about the same as beating Capcom's arcade game *Daimakaimura* (Ghouls 'n Ghosts) with her eyes closed...

Anyway, the hope was slim.

Amidst Wang Congshan's mutterings, the meal finally came to an end. Wei's parents were very happy and were about to say a few words of parting advice when Wei Linglan's cell phone rang.

Her face changed almost imperceptibly.

The Dusheng Village incident still had an impact.

After actively surrendering to the Special Affairs Bureau, she still had to face months of review and approval. At this stage, she could only be considered a special non-staff member of the Special Affairs Bureau's Mobile Task Force.

The cell phone that Wei Linglan was currently using was issued and equipped by the Special Affairs Bureau. It could be set with several different ringtones.

One was a normal ringtone for daily life.

The other ringtones were for when the Special Affairs Bureau encountered different kinds of emergency situations and actively contacted the agents—although the Special Affairs Bureau had dedicated operators (played by players, directly contacting other players through friend communication), there were still a group of ordinary human agents.

Moreover, the operator system was not perfect. In case the operator betrayed or other special situations arose, the old methods still had to be used.

"Sorry, I'll take this call."

Wei Linglan smiled awkwardly, left her parents to negotiate with Li Ang, and strode to the corner to answer the phone, "Hello?"

The operator's voice rang on the phone,

"Agent Wei Linglan, please immediately evacuate the masses in your area! You are in..."

The phone suddenly cut off, and a burst of low exclamations rang out in the restaurant.

Wei Linglan subconsciously raised her head, only to see a thick fog rising outside the restaurant's glass windows, completely isolating the restaurant into an island.