After the identity of the cross-dressing boss was exposed by his sister

Nothing was said all night, early the next morning.

Mo Yichen couldn't hear the sound of his alarm clock at all.

He was forcibly dragged off the bed by Mo Xiaomeng.

After falling to the floor, Mo Yichen still looked at his sister with a confused expression.

"Brother, it's almost up! It's too late for the plane.

When Mo Yichen heard the word "plane", he realized that he had to rush to the airport today.

So I hurriedly started washing.

"Sister system, discuss something with you, I don't have a passport for Mo Yige's identity, can you get me a passport?"

Mo Yichen asked the system while brushing his teeth.

After asking, he was suddenly stunned.

"Huh... Why did I take the initiative to ask the system for the identity of women's clothing???

"Could it be that my macho mentality has changed??" "

No, no, no, it can't be, it must have been polluted by the original owner's thoughts..."

"

Why did you agree to my request so quickly?" "Why did I let

you change your name and kill you without changing it?" Mo Yige is ugly!?"

"It's called Mo Yiyuan, Mo Yixi, Mo Yijun, Mo Yiyi, isn't it all good? Why do you want to call Mo Yige!"

System: "Go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to change it yourself, this matter has nothing to do with me."

Just as Mo Yichen was communicating with his sister in the system, Mo Xiaomeng's voice came in.

"Brother, have you put everything away?"

Collected, in the suitcase, the wallet and passport are on the table. "

I'll help you take it out, don't forget it for a while, brother, do you really have Mo Yige's passport??"

"Hmm.... Find someone to help you do it, you can use it, rest assured.

Mo Yichen began to doze off after sitting in the business class of the plane.

Two girls were chattering and making noise in the seats next to them.

But this was completely unable to defeat Mo Yichen's sleepy worm.

There is no other reason, because last night the lottery was excited.

Mo Yichen didn't sleep all night excitedly.

---I'm the dividing line generation---

[Ding, task completed, congratulations to the host for winning this weekend's quarterly PK championship

, reward lottery*1, advanced lottery*1, exchange point*5] [Ding, task completed, without Xiaomi's help, let all the streamers under the Peak Night Guild fall beyond the top 10, and reward the advanced lottery*1]

"Come on, system sister, the big turntable spins up! Let's have 2 ordinary draws first!".

As soon as Mo Yichen's words fell, a big turntable appeared in front of him.

Then it began to spin.

[Ding, congratulations to the host, get the peerless soldier king skill book

*1] [Ding, congratulations to the host, get the Golden Melody Movie 300*1]

The two things that came out of the lottery made Mo Yichen's eyes light up.

This is something that only appears in novels.

Which soldier king is not a bullish existence.

King of Soldiers Skill Book:

Special Operations Skills, Proficiency + 9999999 Hand-to-hand Combat

Skills, Proficiency + 9999999 Gun Mastery Skills, Proficiency + 9999999 Driving Mastery Skills, Proficiency + 9999999 Explosion Mastery Skills

, Proficiency +

9999999

"Good guys!

After Mo Yichen finished speaking, he extracted this Soldier King skill book from the storage space.

Then he slapped himself on the head.

"Made! It's all a lie in the novel! Isn't it said that a good skill book can be used with a pat on the head??"

Mo Yichen touched his slightly red forehead and complained speechlessly.

System: "It's good to use the host by default, please don't make two mistakes."

After

using this skill book, Mo Yichen had another headache.

He was Xi that every time the system gave him something, as long as it was something related to memory implantation.

Mo Yichen will definitely have a headache.

Mo Yichen, who finished using the skill book of the King of Soldiers, took out the 300 books of what kind of golden song movies.

"Good guy, this Nima Xinhua dictionary is not as thick as his..."Mo

Yichen complained speechlessly, looking at the gilded title on it.

He had the feeling that he had obtained 300 Tang and Song poems.

Open this 300 book.

Mo Yichen saw the first half, which was 300 golden songs.

These golden songs are all familiar to him in his previous life.

Flip to the back again, 300 films.

"Hmm... Iron Man, Thor, American Team, Women's Federation, "

This Nima Marvel has made up more than 20 movies. "

Avatar, Titanic, Inception, Terminator,

Mo Yichen discovered that this book was the movie and golden song he had in the world before he traveled through.

"It can't be such a coincidence, right...?"

Mo Yichen thought and took out his machine from his crotch... Cell phone.

Then I started searching for these movies and songs.

"it!?, not a single one!! even a special one!! "

Mo Yichen was frightened.

At this moment, he seemed to see a road of peace and well-being paved with gold appear in front of him.

Who doesn't want to be a singer and movie star? Who doesn't want to be famous?

Mo Yichen used to be a stinky dick, and of course he fantasized that he could be famous.

Now, here's the opportunity!

" "Well, if I go to sing, should I be the best male singer or the best female singer when I win the award???"

Mo Yichen suddenly thought of this big question.

"Or.... Try both?"

all night, Mo Yichen fantasized about the scene of his fame and award.

It wasn't until around 4 a.m. that he slowly fell asleep.

That's why there was a scene where the alarm clock couldn't wake him up just now.

---I'm the second generation of the dividing line---

"Sister, get up, it's here!"

Mo Xiaomeng woke up Mo Yichen, who slept until he was unconscious, with two slaps.

"Sister Pigeon, get up quickly, we are here.

Zhang Ling'er also ran over and hugged Mo Yichen's arm and shook it.

"Shhhh This feeling..."

Mo Yichen instantly showed a lsp look.

This look was directly captured by Mo Xiaomeng, and then Mo Yichen felt a chill in his back.

"Ahem... That Ling'er, let's go, get off the plane, don't pull and pull..."

Mo Yichen hurriedly pulled out his hand, and then took his carry-on luggage and got off the plane.

After several people got off the plane, a little sister who looked to be 17 or 8 years old came out of the first class cabin of the plane.

I saw her wearing a blue dress, slightly blushing, and bowing her head.

Carrying a small yellow satchel on her shoulder, she was slowly following behind a middle-aged woman.

"Miss, walk slowly, there are steps ahead, be careful. The

middle-aged woman said as she walked.

"Hmm

..." the girl took out her mobile phone, turned on the dolphin live broadcast, and muttered:

"I don't know when the lemon girl paper will be live broadcast today..."

There are many small islands in the Maldives, and one hotel occupies one island.

There is food, drink, and play on it, and it is completely vacation-based.

And Mo Yichen and they chose an island with a good evaluation this time, and they are now checking in.