RPAGF Chapter 9 ooooooo
Chapter 9 ooooooo
A feeling of blissful excitement spread through Lin Jianlu's heart. She lowered her head, trying hard to suppress the upward curve of her lips.
Oh dear, this system is really something. How can I possibly afford this? It costs fifty yuan just to eat a simple meal. How am I supposed to make a living like this?
But then her smile froze.
If this fifty yuan was just an extra gift from the system today so she could eat Crazy Thursday, wouldn't that mean that this damn system reward has no potential for growth?
No, no, she quickly shook her head.
Taking out a loan to eat shit is not a good idea; let's complete a few more tasks before making a decision.
She hid behind the door, peering into the room at those idiots.
First up was Chen Chen, sitting in the very center. He rested his elbows on the table, crossed his hands, nose touching his hands, brows furrowed, sunglasses on, and spoke slowly:
"Gentlemen, despite some twists and turns, I am now 100% certain that I have not broken free from my love for stinky pig's trotters."
"call……"
The people around him breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's good." Niu Zibin, standing beside him, glanced around at everyone present and nodded. "According to reliable intelligence, the anime club at the neighboring school has been completely taken over by a bunch of idiots. All they post in the group chat is 'Tomorrow's Porridge' or 'Northeast Rain Sister,' it's absolutely disgusting. Even our great vice president, Chen Chen, almost fell for their tricks. Therefore, we must nip this in the bud and not let this virus of liking stinky pig trotters invade our brains and corrupt our pure anime club!"
"rational!!"
Everyone nodded.
At that moment, Lin Jianlu felt a swift gust of wind sweep past her. By the time she came to her senses, the owner of that gust of wind had already rushed into the anime club's activity room.
"Sorry, sorry, I'm late..." Standing in front of everyone was a long-haired girl with dyed blue hair. She was wearing a light gray JK uniform that looked very familiar, making her appear like...
"Fengchuan Xiangzi, why are you only arriving now? Don't you know this is the first all-staff meeting of the new semester's anime club? Don't you have any discipline at all?" Chen Chen adjusted his sunglasses, his tone serious.
"Um..." Shoko Fukakawa rubbed her fingers together, giving an awkward laugh, "Schools all started today, and the roads... the roads were jammed with traffic..."
"Traffic jam? Hmph..." Chen Chen chuckled.
"What kind of car are you in?"
"Um... um... Ma... Mazda..." The blue-haired girl said shyly, seemingly worried about being ridiculed.
"Mazda? Heh..." Chen Chen glanced around and suddenly burst out laughing:
"We all ride in Yadea and Giant bikes, you ride in a Mazda, no wonder you're stuck in traffic!"
Holy crap, that makes so much sense, I can't find a single reason to refute it!
"rational!!"
The anime club members once again gave their unanimous approval.
"You're late. You'll have to clean the clubroom today!"
"Vice President~"
"Calling me 'president' won't do you any good today!"
"Hmph! Fine, I'll clean then." Fengchuan Xiangzi pouted and found a seat.
"Okay, friends, let's continue with the previous agenda. To prevent everyone from falling into a trap, we now invite the vice president to share his experience. We hope everyone can learn from his experience and avoid being deceived."
Chen Chen stood up, his expression somber.
"Friends, family, do you know how much painful struggle I've been going through lately?"
To be honest, finishing my winter break homework until 3 a.m. was quite a struggle.
He wiped away the tears welling up in his eyes and began to tell everyone about his experience:
"At first, I didn't realize the harm. When I saw the erotic pictures that everyone was posting in the group, I just downloaded them all with an inclusive attitude and seriously enjoyed them..."
There's no need to take looking at lewd pictures so seriously, you idiot!
"I must mention that with the advent of AI, these erotic images seem to have undergone a qualitative leap, both in quantity and quality. I must thank AI, A-gate!"
"A-Door!"
Please, don't use AI for... wait, isn't this exactly how AI is used?!
At this moment, Chen Chen frowned:
"But then, somehow, I discovered that there seemed to be more and more hoof pictures appearing. Before, it felt like I'd only see one every ten or so, but now it's one every three or four. This is very suspicious!"
Do you even understand big data-driven content recommendations? It's clearly because you like watching it that this happens! Don't blame others for this!
"At first I thought it was just a change in aesthetics, that people were no longer obsessed with those old-fashioned body parts and were beginning to understand the charm of other body parts."
As he said this, a happy smile spread across Chen Chen's face:
"Once upon a time, when 'The Dragon King's Prison Meal' aired, several seniors gathered together to appreciate the beauty of shogi... and founded a club. As their successors, we must also carry on their will and convey the beauty of shogi to more people!"
"Shogi is wonderful, let us carry it on!" everyone shouted in unison.
I'm begging you, please don't make such a simple game of chess so ceremonial!
At this point, Chen Chen sighed helplessly:
"But unexpectedly, those evil guys had ulterior motives. In those pictures, the number of grandmothers' fair-skinned little puddings was decreasing, while the number of aunties' size 39 stinky pig trotters facing the camera was increasing! How despicable, how shameless!"
You son of a bitch! I'll kill you! What the hell is 39 yards to you?!
"Then, I gradually realized that this was not an evolution of aesthetics, but a premeditated output of xP! And the source of this output—" Chen Chen suddenly turned around, pointing straight to the core of the problem!
"It's just that 'tomorrow's porridge' that everyone's been talking about!"
Holy crap, how could the people who play Tomorrow's Porridge be so mean?!
"Those guys who like to gnaw on pig's trotters, it's not enough to just eat them secretly behind closed doors, they have to spread their greasy, garbage hobby all over the world. This behavior is no different from vomiting in public and then dragging everyone over to seriously analyze the composition of the vomit, spouting nonsense like 'I didn't eat enough braised pork trotters or I ate too much diet food,' ugh..."
If you're disgusting yourself, please stop using such disgusting metaphors!
"But many of us, like frogs slowly boiled in water, have gradually and unknowingly developed a fondness for eating stinky pig's trotters amidst the mass production of those images..." Chen Chen said, pounding his chest in regret, "And that even includes myself!"
"Vice President! Vice President! Don't get angry. If you collapse, who will lead our great cause of promoting shogi?!"
"That's right! Vice President, you are our sun! The sun may set, but it will never die! We all look forward to you regrouping and leading everyone to another triumph!"
The crowd surrounded Chen Chen, and the scene was quite touching.
But for Lin Jianlu, well… although she didn’t want to admit it, at this moment, this was the only image that came to her mind—
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