I, Lin Xiaoxiao, a workaholic programmer, have been transported into an old-school angst novel as the vicious supporting female lead.
My standard-issue domineering CEO husband despises me, the pure white lotus heroine schemes against me, and a useless System keeps forcing me to follow brainless plotlines.
"Host, say to the male lead: 'Man, you're playing with fire!'"
I tap out a line of code instead, then deliver it passionately in binary.
"Host, drug the male lead!"
I thoughtfully bring him milk tea laced with laxatives, along with a "Laxative Effect Duration Evaluation Report."
When the System breaks down sobbing: [I'll be formatted if I don't meet my KPI!]
When the CEO holds my "Five Million Yuan Fund Allocation Plan" and questions his life choices...
I quietly open the anti-PUA app I developed and rise to the top of the wealth rankings.
Later, the System begs me to optimize its underlying code, while the CEO stays up late poring over A Programmer's Guide to Communication.
I look at them and sigh.
"I told you from the start, your logic has bugs."
Theme: Humor
