I refuse the witch [wear game]

Chapter 19

The options for multiple choice questions were as good as ever, but Dale was obviously no longer the same Dale she was when she first arrived. Although she scolded a few words in her heart, she quickly calmed down and calmly entered the analysis mode of the options.

After analyzing it for a while, she suddenly thought of something. After a moment of silence, she tentatively asked the system: "System, are you there? Can I only choose one of these three options?"

The System responded quickly, and its calm tone rose slightly, as if a little surprised: "Otherwise, how many do you want to choose?"

From the moment the System drew a mocking punctuation smile on her, Dale began to guess that the dog was more conscious than the System, and now the other party's answer confirmed her conjecture.

As long as the system was willing to talk, she curved the corner of her mouth slightly: "If I can shout all three options, can you promise me one condition?"

The system was a little confused. After re-examining its options and determining that its dog ratio should not have dropped, it fell into a period of self-doubt, and then more other emotions emerged.

How should I put it, although this did not comply with the procedure, it was really curious about what Dale was going to do.

Could it be that the pot is broken and the intention is really shameless?

The System pondered and said slowly, "What conditions?" @Infinite Good Literature, all in Jinjiang Literature City

As long as the system asked this question, it was agreed. Dale's eyes flashed with joy: "It's very simple, don't appear in front of me again in the next month."

The System rejected the request without hesitation. "The player's game progress is closely related to mine, and the dungeons required for the campus missions also require the assistance of the System.

The system had never said these words before, but Dale was stunned: "Do you mean that your function is not just to let me do multiple choice questions?"

The System uttered a deep'hmm 'sound. This hmm had countless twists and turns, including "What do you think?", "Actually, I'm more powerful than dogs", and "Heh, how dare you underestimate me?"

Dale had mixed feelings in her heart. She was happy that the dog system seemed to have other functions besides dogs. She was worried about what to do if this other function was more than dogs.

The System hesitated for a moment, but did not resist the temptation of curiosity. It agreed, and finally added: "If you don't succeed, you have to hug Kingsley's thigh and call me daddy."

Dale was almost overjoyed, she finally used her intelligence to get rid of the fear of being dominated by multiple choice questions! She agreed, raised her eyebrows and smiled, quickly took out a pen from her suitcase, then grabbed her little paper figure, and wrote two lines of eye-catching characters on it.

A vertical row on the left: "Everyone loves Eichmann, you are my Ultraman!"

A vertical row on the right: "Brother Man is brave to fly, and his brother will always be with you!"

Then, she jumped onto the flower bed behind her, raised her hand and lifted the paper man brother from the shoulder position, tightly covering her figure, only letting the paper man resembling Eichmann flutter in the wind in mid-air, which immediately attracted everyone's attention, and the two lines of big characters fell into everyone's eyes.

Peter, who witnessed a series of her movements:????

What the hell is she doing!!!!

It was true that Dale wanted to keep a low profile, but the true meaning of keeping a low profile was not to hide forever. Besides, what happened at the school gate before and the glance that Eichmann lightly swept over now had made it difficult for her to keep a low profile.

So she plans to turn her already high sense of existence into everyone's sense of existence, so that the sea of people can drown her.

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To develop teammates, it is natural to start from the side.

"Brother Ama, do you think these two slogans are worthy of our Young Master Anuklens' shining heroism?" She raised her elbow and put it on Peter's shoulder: "Come, shout to me the slogan that makes Young Master Anuklens more dazzling!"

Peter:???

Before he could react, he heard Dale's voice not loud but very provocative, teaching him one sentence at a time. Although he didn't understand the deep meaning of these two sentences, for some reason, when he heard them, there was a different kind of catchy, and even... there was some kind of strange brainwashing sound effect attached.

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Peter had only heard it two or three times, but he couldn't control himself to shake his head along with the rhythm. Along the way, a few people who stood closer to them also started humming blindly. The appeal of these humming sounds gradually spread out, from point to point.

Some voices began to emerge from the crowd.

Once a person's voice popped up, the next voice would fade away from the initial shyness and youth, and gradually become smooth.

This is what Dale wants.

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost fried, she raised her arms and shouted the first half of the sentence: "Everyone loves Eichmann!"

Everyone was boiling: "You are my Ultraman!!"

Dai'er continued her efforts: "Brother Man is brave to fly!"

Everyone screamed: "Brother will always be with you!!"

After repeating this, Dai'er shouted out her slogan in the troubled waters. In the midst of the uproar, Dai'er waved the paper man again: "Young Master! Do you still like this paper man!!"

She was such a smart little girl! Look at that! Not only did she become a fan, but she also completed her mission so effectively!

Kingsley daddy? Did he deserve to be called that? Rubbish!

System:... Hiss, how do you say it, good or good, but have you really thought about the consequences of this approach?

Of course, Dai'er didn't think about it. Even if she did, she would still choose this path. She really didn't want to be a dog competition multiple-choice question anymore, and she hugged her thighs as a younger brother at every turn.

She... She had already promised Eichmann that she could no longer hug someone else's thigh! She, Dale, could not break her promise!

It wasn't a day or two before Eichmann became popular in Orlance College. He thought he had seen all kinds of scenes long ago. Even though Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, his expression remained unchanged, and the elk Xingyu was left in the dark, but he was still stunned by the scene in front of him.

When he started shouting slogans from the crowd below, he was already a little impatient. Looking at it from his condescending perspective, coupled with his extraordinary eyesight, he naturally saw Dale's small movements from the beginning. At this moment, he saw Dale hiding behind the paper man, waving the paper man he made with his own hands, and inciting everyone to shout such... shameful and meaningless slogans. He took a deep breath and began to wonder if he was the same person at Iya Monastery and at this moment, and at the same time, he thought about it in his heart, what way to educate her later.

Until Dai'er shouted the last sentence, he felt that the last string in his brain broke with a "horn".

Come back, teach this silly girl to be a good person, right now, today.

Dai'er hid behind the paper man, thinking that her plan was perfect and flawless. When the atmosphere was almost at a commanding height, she threw the paper man into the air, and countless people immediately reached out to pick it up, while she herself was a short body, intending to take advantage of this gap to quickly integrate into the crowd and become an innocent melon eater.

However, just as she squatted down, a pair of straight and beautiful legs appeared in front of her.

The boiling sounds around stopped for a moment, and only a few people confiscated the sound, so the single broken screams of "Ultraman!" and "Brother!" appeared, and someone quickly covered the mouths of these stupid and naive people who didn't stop the car.

Dale maintained the cat's waist ready to slip, and slowly raised her head stiffly.

The legs are so long, why hasn't this leg reached the end yet. Oh, it's the end, this waist is so thin, this chest looks so great, this epaulette looks so dense, this ribbon is so beautiful, this face...

Dai'er cleared her throat, squatted down, and whispered, "Well, do you think I have time to perform a thigh hug now?"

It was the first time that everyone had no jealousy towards a girl who was so close to Young Master Anucrance, and even... a trace of sympathy.

After listening to Dale's words, Eichmann looked expressionlessly at the girl who was trying to curl herself into a ball on the ground. Her long black curls were soft on her back. The girl's raised face was exquisite and beautiful, and her eyes were full of prayers and... full of expectations.

Of course, she did not expect him to forgive her, but to reject her proposal to hug her thighs.

He suddenly became interested: "Okay."

Dale:...

She, Dale, could avoid the dog competition system's option to let her hug her thighs, but she couldn't avoid the favor of the owner personally ending the scene.

She raised her head pitifully and gestured to Eichmann with her eyes: I know you, so I won't hug you, right? Meaning is enough?

Eichmann was expressionless, but a smile flashed in his eyes, and he raised his chin coldly, signaling her not to dawdle.

Dale sighed and finally accepted her fate. She closed her eyes, threw herself forward firmly, and skillfully hugged Eichmann's thigh, revealing a very real feeling in her movements. Half of her body hung on it, and she fully performed what was called "I am the pendant of the boss's leg" with her actions.

"Young Master!! I was wrong!!" Dale shouted as if she were dying: "I am a! Brother!!"

Although I don't know what to shout, it should be correct according to the previous template, right?

Eichmann lost his voice for a long time.

Eichmann took a step back, and in the next second, she felt her chin being picked up by a familiar cold finger. Eichmann looked down into her eyes with a proud and cold voice. "Eh?

Peter and the others couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva and silently retreated a few steps to reserve a place for Eichmann and Dale. Many girls were fascinated by Eichmann's A-burst action again and let out a gasping sound, while others covered their mouths to avoid screaming like a fan girl.

Only Dale stood still.

How should she answer this question?