Live Your Daily Life Like a Werewolf

After working for two years, I was overwhelmed and resigned to take the postgraduate entrance examination. I passed the exam, but everything still went wrong. Until my second year of graduate school, due to the collapse of the entire industry I was in, my former boss became my junior fellow student. A daily routine of graduate school like a werewolf killing. Who is the veteran who knows this? Who is new to the rules? Who stabbed whom last night? Who is the real prophet? You have a bottle of poison, do you want to use it? You have a bottle of antidote, do you want to use it? Why isn't the game over yet, and why are people still being stabbed? There is also the last wolf, can you find it? Female with liberal arts and sciences × male with liberal arts The free and easy pressure-resistant scumbag Su girl × the muscular idiot green tea boy She looks serious, but she can be poorer than anyone else The workplace becomes campus, and leaders become junior disciples "Brother Za, can you please stop calling me that when the instructor is away?" "Senior sister, keep your word and don't mess up your seniority." A companion piece to the series "Turning Everyday Life into a Script". No surreal elements whatsoever. Twelve-person game, pre-hunting female guard. Four intrigues, four little werewolves. First person narrative. Entirely fictional. ———————————————————— ———————————————————— [Pre-collection] "I'm Not Going Home Tonight" The melancholy elf (male) × the beautiful happy puppy (female) =Blind masseuse brother × bartender sister * Xing Zhe couldn't see Cheng Zhou's face, but he had heard about this woman from many guests. In their mouths, Cheng Zhou is kind, charming, rich, and has friends all over the world. He is also vicious, hypocritical, and despicable, and he will do anything for money. The crowd gathered together to piece together a very contradictory image. Xing Zhe didn't care what Cheng Zhou looked like. Anyway, it was a great pleasure for him to listen to the real or fake anecdotes in this street when the clock was on. Until one day, Cheng Zhou himself lay on his massage table: "I still have pain in my shoulders, neck, and lower back. Please use more force when pressing." * Cheng Zhou actually doesn't want others to be interested in what kind of person she is, she only wants others to be interested in her face. The persona she has set for herself is that of "idiot beauty". As long as the word "big beauty" flashes in everyone's mind when they mention her, there is no need to be curious about any of her connotations. She even thought she had done it. Until she caught this blind guy who seemed to be a backdrop, but actually kept all the gossip in his mind: "Huh? What else? What else did they say about me?!" Purpose: Redeem each other, care for each other