# Copywriting one#
Leng Jiu is the player with the highest survival index in a certain death game and is recognized as the top player in terms of danger. He is the walking god of plague.
Because he suffers from severe persecutory delusions and is sensitive and suspicious.
When going down the stairs, imagine yourself being pushed down to your death; when sleeping, imagine someone under the bed; there is always a human bone dagger polished thousands of times before sleeping hidden under the pillow, and you never give your back to others...
The dangers conceived at any time and anywhere are far more serious than what he will encounter, and he is always ahead of death.
In addition, Leng Jiu's paranoia also includes severe NPD symptoms (narcissism), which is accompanied by extremely high self-esteem and the inability to accept rejection.
If an unsuspecting unlucky person looks at him twice, gets closer or talks to him, it is very likely that Leng Jiu's narcissism will be triggered:
"Hey, do you like me?"
If you answer no, you will die.
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# Copywriting 2#
Leng Jiu thinks that he is very innocent and simply wants to live and be loved.
There is no distinction between gender or strength in his world. Everyone is divided into two categories: those who want to harm him and those who love him.
Even after being rejected n times, Leng Jiu still didn't think there was anything wrong with him: He is so good-looking and so powerful, how could anyone not like him?
Until that day, when I was playing high-risk dungeons every day, I met a new strong man, Ge Zhe. The opponent's ranking has skyrocketed in a short period of time, becoming the top 2 player after him, and his reputation has skyrocketed.
Moreover, her eyes have been following him passionately without any hesitation.
Everyone present was gloating. Thinking that Ge Zhe intends to kill Leng Jiu to reach the top 1, he is waiting to see the show of the two fighting each other.
As expected, Leng Jiu noticed his gaze and stepped forward: "What are you looking at? Do you like me?"
"No." Ge Zhe bent his eyes and said sweetly and bluntly when Leng Jiu thought he was rejected and was about to be chopped off with a knife: "I love you."
Leng Jiu, whose bone knife stopped in mid-air, & everyone present:
"..."
"...?"
"!!!"
The look in the other person's eyes that wanted to tear him apart was very scary. Leng Jiu was stared at so hard that his hair stood on end. For the first time, he had the idea of staying away from someone.
Md! He must be a liar if he is so hasty! I'm afraid it's not a premeditated plan to praise first and then kill.
Don't touch me! Back, back, back, back!
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Gozhe was still a child when he was forced into the game.
He was weak, withdrawn, and often injured. He didn't know why he was selected into the game, and he didn't know why he lived until he saw the top-ranked Leng Jiu on the big screen.
He had looked up to him since he was a child.
Later, when he grew up, Ge Zhe risked his life and jumped into the SS level dungeon in order to see him.
Although he almost died, Leng Jiu saw him, saved him while everyone was standing by, and even took the initiative to talk to him.
Although it was just a sentence: "It's so dirty, kid, don't get the blood on me."
He knew that Leng Jiu was neither kind nor normal, but it didn't matter.
Seeing the horrified looks on those people's face when faced with Leng Jiu's "like problem," Ge Zhe felt that those people didn't know what was good or bad.
Xiaojiu is obviously so cute.
For Xiao Jiu, he worked hard to grow up and become stronger, and was finally qualified to stand by his side.
He is also qualified enough to tell Xiaojiu that he loves him.
Now, looking at Xiao Jiu, whose love triggered his delusion of persecution, Ge Zhe was not in a hurry.
Fine. Gozhe turned and left. He had a lot of time to slowly boil the frog in warm water.
#Don't be afraid, I really love you#
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