On the day when Lin You performed splits and tore her pants at the company's annual meeting, she suddenly found a translucent barrage floating above her head: "Hahahaha, her underwear has a strawberry bear pattern!" She was petrified on the spot - it turned out that she was bound to the [Real Complaint System in the World], and the inner barrage would be broadcast live to the entire universe in real time.
From then on, her life became a large-scale social death scene: when she wanted to catch a fish, she kept thinking "who will fall in love with who in this bad class", and the boss's coffee cup broke. The most amazing thing is that she saw a handsome guy on the subway. He smiled reservedly on the surface, but the barrage in her heart was "Does he have eight-pack abs? Can his Adam's apple be tied with a bow?" The handsome guy suddenly handed over a note with red ears: "If you want to know, see you in my bathtub at eight o'clock tonight?"
When the system announced that it would select the "Best Tucao King in the Universe", Lin You was forced to participate in the Interstellar Tucao Contest. She frantically shouted to the alien boss at the judges' table: "Your tentacles are permed like instant noodles, are they styled with our earth curling irons?" After three seconds of silence, the audience burst into deafening laughter - it turns out that these high-ranking aliens are secretly her loyal fans. And the mysterious audience member who always handed tissues to her when she complained was taking off his helmet to reveal his human face. He couldn't hide the smile in his eyes: "Miss Lin You, in fact, I have taken screenshots of every comment you made and saved them as love words."
