After I Transmigrated as a Mermaid, I Transmigrated Back

Sometimes, fans of Zhao Xiaokui feel that their family is really miserable.

Other people’s idols have microblog selfies, paparazzi follow photos, and fans meet by chance, while their own cooking, which is open every three months, disappears after the business is over, as if the world has evaporated.

So when the photos of Zhao Xiaokui appearing downstairs in Shen's Entertainment were posted online, the little sunflowers wept with joy.

"The missing person finally appeared!"

"Sense! Heaven! Move! Earth!"

"Oh daughter, mother, please turn around and let mother have a look at the front."

The person who took the sneak shot was not hiding. Zhao Xiaokui just turned his head slightly to find the direction of the camera.

When the girl with the mobile phone saw that the master found herself, she smiled embarrassingly, and hurriedly said, "I'll delete it right away."

Zhao Xiaokui showed a smile, "No, it's okay, remember to take better pictures of me."

The girl clenched her fists and said firmly, as if she had taken on some important task: "Sure, don't worry!"

"The elevator is here." Shen Zhifei reminded.

Zhao Xiaokui nodded to the girl taking pictures, pressed the hat on her head, and walked towards the elevator.

They came very early, there were not many people going to work at this time, and there were only two people in the elevator.

Zhao Xiaokui walked in, took Shen Zhifei's hand, and hooked her palm with his finger.

Vinegar jar.

Shen Zhifei grabbed the messy hand in his hand, and as soon as he got off the elevator, he dragged people to his office, resolutely preventing others from noticing Zhao Xiaokui.

The girl who secretly photographed Zhao Xiaokui waved her hand at the elevator foolishly, and waited until the elevator opened again, and the inside was empty, before excitedly flipping through her phone.

In the album, dozens of photos were taken in succession, perfectly recording the moment when Zhao Xiaokui was slightly stunned when he found the phone, to when he smiled.

She clutched her chest, and could clearly feel that little heart beating violently.

"It's so pretty..." She couldn't restrain the excitement in her heart, and quickly typed text on Weibo, excitedly saying, "What kind of fairy is Zhao Xiaokui? Each picture is like a fairy descending to the earth, these eyes, this nose, this mouth... Oh, I am sorry, everyone, I have fallen, and I solemnly declare that today I am her little sunflower! Even if I die, I will die here Inside her flourishing beauty."

The phone ding-dong, sending out a crisp reminder.

Bai Jingru lowered her head and swiped open the screen.

She specially asked someone to write a program, and all news related to Zhao Xiaokui would be pushed to her mobile phone immediately.

In the picture, the girl in a white dress has a shallow smile and bright amber eyes, as if there are stars shining inside.

All the darkness in the world seemed to recede before her eyes, leaving only the beautiful sunshine and flowers.

Bai Jingru gently stroked the screen with her fingers, showing a smile.

Some people can make her feel the beauty of the world just by watching.

One morning, nothing happened.

When Shen Zhifei was busy with work, Zhao Xiaokui was not idle either.

She swiped through Weibo, and after being reminded by fans, she finally remembered that she still has the identity of an artist.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuu We don't have high demands on the baby, as long as she remembers to sing."

Remember...shit.

During this period of time, Zhao Xiaokui almost forgot what his name was.

I asked Shen Zhifei for a blank notebook, and she sat on the sofa waiting for guests and started writing songs.

Ordinary creators may need the assistance of musical instruments to write scores, but for Zhao Xiaokui, who can automatically visualize the effects of various musical instruments when he sees notes, it is completely unnecessary. You need to give her a piece of paper to write down what's in your mind.

Zhao Xiaokui is sensitive to sound and music, otherwise it would be impossible to write several hit songs before, pushing Zhao Zijin to the altar.

Her creations have always been casual, without a theme or a goal, what comes to mind is what she thinks of, and the notes dance freely in her mind. Sometimes Zhao Xiaokui even feels that she is not creating, but recording.

Record what is already there.

After writing the last note, Zhao Xiaokui went back to examine his own work.

Without lyrics, she hummed softly with her voice.

Her voice was so small that Shen Zhifei, who was at work at the beginning, didn't even notice that she was humming.

It wasn't until she unconsciously put down the work in hand, closed her eyes, and a deep sea appeared in front of her eyes that she realized something was wrong.

She recovered from the singing, stood up, walked to the office door, opened the door, and looked out.

Sure enough, everyone in Shen's Entertainment had a dreamlike expression.

The footsteps of Shen Zhifei getting up suddenly interrupted Zhao Xiaokui's thoughts, she turned her head not knowing what she had done, and asked strangely: "What's wrong?"

Shen Zhifei wiped his face, let out the door, and said, "Come and see for yourself."

Putting down her crossed legs, Zhao Xiaokui, who came over with a pen and paper, looked suspiciously.

Her expression instantly froze on her face.

She turned her head and stammered: "But, but I didn't do anything..."

She tried her best to recall whether she had used her extraordinary ability, but the extraordinary energy in her body was dormant, obediently obedient, and there was no sign of causing trouble.

One after another in the office, people came back to their senses and said with a look of enjoyment: "It's so nice..."

Someone stretched his waist and sighed: "Who played this song, I feel like I have swam in the deep sea, so comfortable."

Another said: "My deep-sea phobia has been cured."

But no one could find out who played the song.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, "Go to the next door and ask?"

The person next door said they didn't hear any singing.

Everyone from Shen's Entertainment turned their attention to the boss's office.

If the outside is impossible, then...

in the office.

"Then can I still post this song?" Zhao Xiaokui looked at Shen Zhifei aggrievedly, waiting for her to give an answer.

Shen Zhifei pondered for a moment, and said, "We have to figure out first whether it is the song's problem or your problem."

Zhao Xiaokui nodded, "All right, then I'll find someone to try."

She called Lin Bai.

Lin Bai was also idle when he was idle. After listening to her request, he quickly found an instrument in the Night Carrier, converted the input score into music, and even synthesized human voice.

Under the professional analysis equipment, he got the result within two hours, "After the song you created was released, the detected wavelengths did match some of the hypnotic music. By the way, there is one more thing, I don't know if it's my illusion, but when I listen to the song, my headache seems to be relieved."

"Didn't you see hallucinations?"

"No." Lin Bai affirmed, "But after listening to it, both the body and the mind have a feeling of relaxation, similar to the effect caused by hypnotic music."

"Have you been in a trance?"

"No." Lin Bai continued to give a negative answer, "If your description is true, I suggest you go back to the base and try it, it is very likely that the combination of your voice and the song has caused an unknown effect. "

Zhao Xiaokui: "..."

All right, there is no other way anyway.

Taking advantage of the effort to deliver the documents, the secretary scanned Shen Zhifei's office without a trace, trying to find if there was any speaker that had been missed by his memory.

But she only found a biological speaker named Zhao Xiaokui.

"Did you ask? Did you ask?"

As soon as he came out, someone asked him.

"No, there are no speakers in the boss's office, and it's impossible for the phone to play songs. It's impossible for the boss to do such a thing."

In Miss Secretary's mind, the picture of Shen Zhifei using the mobile phone to open and expand appeared, she shook her head, and erased this eye-catching scene.

She lowered her voice and said mysteriously: "But I saw that Ms. Zhao seemed to be writing a song. I suspect that the voice we heard just now was Ms. Zhao humming."

Some people wondered, "Can such a sound really be made by a human voice?"

Miss Secretary rolled her eyes, "You can't do it, can't others do it?"

Others expressed their expectations for the new song, especially the little sunflowers hidden in Shen's Entertainment.

"When Kwai Treasure disappeared, she was in retreat and created. We didn't misunderstand her. Uuuuu, our cute Kwai Treasure is really different from those coquettish and cheap products that are open every day..."

Zhao Xiaokui, who has long forgotten that she is still an artist: "..."

I didn't, don't talk nonsense!

At twelve o'clock, the morning work came to an end.

Shen Zhifei took Zhao Xiaokui out for dinner, walked out of the building, Zhao Xiaokui glanced outside, and suddenly saw the coffee shop where the two met for the first time.

She pulled Shen Zhifei to look in that direction, "Wow, do you still remember? It was there when we first met. As soon as I opened my eyes, you said you would give me 500 million."

Shen Zhifei also recalled the girl who took off all her make-up when she went to the bathroom.

That glimpse is still imprinted in her heart.

Sometimes the fate between people is really indescribably wonderful. A few months ago, she would never have imagined that she and the girl beside her would become a couple.

But some things seemed to be doomed when she saw Zhao Xiaokui coming out of the bathroom with drops of water on her face.

She was destined to be with the person in front of her.

Seeing the familiar cafe and thinking of their fate, the corners of Zhao Xiaokui's lips curled up uncontrollably.

She said: "Did I tell you that when I pushed the 500 million back, I was so angry in my heart. I didn't dare to look at the check more, for fear that I would hesitate and reveal myself in front of you."

Shen Zhifei hooked the corners of his lips.

She actually saw Zhao Xiaokui's entanglement at that time. The little mermaid thought she was covering it up very well, but it was easy to see the heartbroken expression like losing candy.

At that time, she hadn't thought about such things as soul transformation, but she just felt that Zhao Xiaokui in front of her was really... a little cute.

He is almost the same as the woman mentioned in the information.

Unexpectedly, there were really two people.

She suggested: "Let's sit down after dinner."

Zhao Xiaokui raised her hands in agreement, "Yes, yes."

The two found a hotel outside and had a simple lunch, and Zhao Xiaokui urged Shen Zhifei to go to the coffee shop.

Surprisingly, the table where the two met for the first time happened to be empty, so Zhao Xiaokui quickly grabbed the seat and called Shen Zhifei to come quickly.

"Is there anything you two need?" the waiter asked after the two sat down.

Shen Zhifei took the menu, "A cup of black coffee, a cup of cappuccino, the latter with more sugar and cinnamon, and some desserts."

After ordering, she asked Zhao Xiaokui, "Is there anything else you want?"

Zhao Xiaokui, who has always had choice phobia, shook her head. She didn't want to choose from a menu. It would be easier to leave this troublesome matter to Shen Zhifei.

"No, I just had a full meal, these are enough!"

The waiter who lowered his head and recorded the menu on the tablet heard the voice, raised his head suddenly, showed a surprised expression, and quickly lowered his head restrained.

Zhao Xiaokui didn't pay attention to this detail. After the waiter left, she smoothed her skirt, took off her hat, and said with sparkling eyes: "Quick, tell me you're going to give me 500 million and let me leave your fiancé."

Only then did Shen Zhifei understand why she urged herself to come to the cafe in such a hurry.

She was amused in her heart, but still coping with Zhao Xiaokui's sudden addiction to drama, she immediately put on a straight face, took the small coaster on the table as a check, pressed it with two fingers, and arrogantly pushed towards Zhao Xiaokui, "Miss Zhao, This is 500 million, I hope you will be self-aware and able to leave my fiancé."

Zhao Xiaokui "sneered": "You just want to send me away for 500 million, do you think I'm picking up trash?"

Shen Zhifei's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "Then how much does Ms. Zhao think she is worth?"

Zhao Xiaokui leaned forward, stretched out her finger, hooked Shen Zhifei's chin, and said ambiguously, "Honey, what do you think?"

Shen Zhifei pushed away Zhao Xiaokui's hand, like a fiancée offended by a love rival, frowning, and said seriously: "Miss Zhao, I hope you can be more serious."

Zhao Xiaokui snorted softly, "Baby, why don't you know what I really want? Do you think I'm looking for your fiancé? The person I like is you from the beginning to the end. As for That man, it's just for fun, don't take it too seriously, I have nothing to him, I'm with him just to get closer to you."

Under the tablecloth, Zhao Xiaokui gently hooked Shen Zhifei's calf with her toes, "Your fiancé is a scumbag, there is nothing worthy of your nostalgia, baby, how about thinking about me?"

Under the table, Shen Zhifei kept tightening his grip on the tablecloth.

She said helplessly: "Restrain a little."

Zhao Xiaokui withdrew her foot and started playing in an instant, "I've wanted to do this for a long time. Every time I see a poor heroine in a TV drama being thrown money by the heroine's fiancee, I can't help but push the two of them together. It’s really cool to feel like a male lead.”

Shen Zhifei: "..."

What kind of experience is it to talk about a girlfriend being a drama star?