False Jacksu forced to become Jacksu [Quick Transmigration]

Unsurprisingly, Yan Zhen still attracted a lot of black people for throwing his face and leaving people in the variety show. Although the official clarified that he left the stage temporarily because he was uncomfortable and afraid of fainting in public and causing panic, but why is such a rare opportunity to attract black people? Some people will let it go, and the trolls and drafts bought by niche students are flying all over the sky.The agent and the public relations team were going crazy, but Yan Zhen was still leisurely eating an apple in the hospital and reading the script.

His next film has already been decided, which is a suspense thriller movie about double personality, and he will start filming in five days.

The male protagonist is a math teacher who goes to teach in a small town. He always wears a clean white shirt, has a warm smile, and is gentle and elegant. sense of fit.

But the strange thing is that with the arrival of the hero, the town began to die one after another, and all kinds of strange ways of death cast a shadow of death on the blue sky above the town.

No one knows what's going on, and they can't find the murderer. The bizarre deaths seem to be an unsolvable and vicious ancient curse, and no one can be spared.

Death is always with us.

Yan Zhen closed the script, and his eyes fell on Han Yun who was sitting on the sofa in the corner, and he had just closed the script.

"How is it?" Yan Zhen asked him with great interest.

He personally likes this script very much, especially the setting of the male lead's dual personality. On the one hand, he is a weak and elegant teaching teacher, and on the other hand, he is a cold-blooded and ruthless murderer. Just thinking about this contrast makes him tremble.

Han Yun glanced at him, thought about the actor's character again, and then nodded honestly: "It suits you very well."

Although Yan Zhen can't be said to be a murderer, he does seem to have a bit of neurotic potential—especially against the background of the protagonist Yan Qing, it is a contrast between an angel and a devil.

Kong Zhen, maybe when acting, it would be better if the two personalities switch to each other depending on the situation?

Yan Zhen withdrew his eyes in satisfaction, but then noticed the mobile phone with the screen constantly lighting up beside Han Yun.He frowned slightly, not hiding his exploring gaze at all: "Do you have other things to do?"

Han Yun smiled: "It's nothing, just chat with friends on WeChat."

Yan Zhen was locked up in the hospital by his agent and couldn't run around. Even Weibo had a special person to manage him so that he wouldn't mess around. God, he obeyed his will and forcibly "confined" Han Yun in the ward. Mr. Actor, who was wearing a hospital gown, looked at the script and people, but he enjoyed himself.

However, Han Yun, who was forced to restrict his freedom of movement, did not have such a good attitude as Yan Zhen. He would rather be busy like a spinning top than be idly trapped in this small ward of more than ten square meters. There are mushrooms growing on the couch.

Yan Zhen was not satisfied with his answer, narrowed his eyes sharply, and asked, "Are you in love?"

Han Yun: "..."

He asked back: "The contract signed at the time didn't say that employees are not allowed to fall in love?"

Yan Zhen's narrowed eyes returned to their original shape, to be precise, even the expression on his face disappeared.

Han Yun and him looked at each other, and after a few seconds of silence in the ward, Yan Zhen said slowly, "I'm hungry, go to the kitchen and peel a plate of apples for me."

After Han Yun left, Yan Zhen sneered, "Say, what should I do?"

"...what to do." The voice that came out of Yan Zhen's mouth became much gentler instantly, he lowered his head and pulled the corner of the quilt, "It's just that he... likes it."

"Fart." Yan Zhen said, "Yan Qing, don't you fucking pretend to me here, are you really willing? Are you willing to just watch him with other men and women like this?!"

Yan Qing didn't speak.

He is actually a person who is easily satisfied and content with the status quo. He likes Han Yun, so he naturally wants to be with him.But the other party doesn't like him or Yan Zhen, even if he is unwilling, what can he do?

Yan Qing, who was punctured by Yan Zhen, was a little disappointed. He is not a saint, and he is far from being as magnanimous as he appears on the surface.It's just... It doesn't matter whether he pretends or is pretentious, Yan Qing just can't be as straightforward as Yan Zhen. He is afraid of being disgusted by Han Yun, so he would rather be an unreal self.

"...Then what are you going to do?"

Yan Zhen said blankly, "He can only be with me."

Yan Qing noticed the "I" he said, and soon thought that Yan Zhen had such an insolent personality, if he was really with Han Yun... would he still be able to tolerate his own existence?Taking a ten thousand step back, if Yan Qing and Han Yun are together, then Yan Zhen... probably wants to get rid of him and hurry up.

After all, the two personalities agreed to coexist in the mental hospital because of common interests, and feelings... have always been selfish.

******

Han Yun was in the kitchen just after washing the apples when he heard someone knocking on the door. When he went out and opened the door, he found that it was Milson, who had just finished work, wearing an oversized sweater, a black baseball cap, and the star-studded mask and sunglasses. A dusty look.

"Come and see Yan...Yan Qing?" Han Yun's tongue slipped and he almost didn't say it was Yan Zhen, but fortunately he changed it back in time.

"Yeah, what are you doing?"

Milson closed the door with his backhand, and followed Han Yun into the kitchen.

"Peel an apple, Yan Qing wants to eat it."

"Has brother been here these days?"

"Otherwise?" Han Yun spread his hands helplessly, "I'm almost moldy."

Milson grinned, "Thank you brother, that's why I came to see you." While walking around behind him to massage his shoulders, after Han Yun finished washing the apples, he also took a fruit knife from the knife holder and his Peel the apples together.

Han Yun rolled his eyes at him: "Just now you said you were looking at Yan Qing, but now you are looking at me?"

Milson stuck out his tongue, "Ah, actually I don't know Senior Brother Yan very well... It was my manager brother who asked me to come here. If you weren't here, I wouldn't have come here."

"Are you afraid of Yan Qing?" Han Yun tilted his head and glanced at him, "I thought you could make friends with anyone you know."

"No, it's senior brother... How should I put it, sometimes it's a bit strange, anyway, I'm quite afraid of him." Milson shrank his shoulders, "Maybe I bumped into him when he was in a bad mood."

Han Yun laughed, reminded him that the apple needs to be cut into cubes, and then said: "When I was bored these few days, I checked Weibo and saw that you and other people co-hosted an online comprehensive show, and the response was not bad. How about it? The latest schedule is Aren't you busy a lot?"

"It's better than before," Milson said with a smile. "The schedule...is always quite full, it's just a difference in grade."

Although his reputation has increased a lot, he doesn't look very happy.

The two were silent for a while. Milson lowered his head and cut the apple. After a while, he muttered in a low voice: "I still like singing and dancing." He originally debuted in Korea, and his basic skills are very solid. It was a waste of his talent and talent to be a variety show barista.

"Don't think so narrowly, there will always be opportunities." Han Yun said lightly, "Get famous first, and then you can do whatever you want in the future. In fact, there is a lot of room for you to play in variety shows. Let your partner show off from time to time. I'll throw a few memes at you, occasionally sing and dance, and then buy some sailors to search and stir up, the popularity will rise, and as more people follow you, the company will naturally re-plan your development direction."

"..." Milson was dumbfounded: "Wow..."

"Curve to save the country." Han Yun smiled, "Don't be stupid, go wash the apples with salt water, drain them and send them to Yan Qing."

"Oh oh oh."

The two brought the apple in together, and Milson seemed a bit reserved when he saw Yan Qing, and he didn't have the smile that made him squint his eyes before, but sat and chatted with him like a primary school student— —Actually, it’s not a chat, it’s just a normal conversation.

After holding on for a while, Milson excused himself and left. After the door closed, Han Yun's cell phone vibrated, and when he opened it, he found that Milson had sent him a lasagna-like emoji.

Han Yun couldn't help laughing, Yan Zhen glanced at him, his tone was not very good: "Do you like Milson very much?"

"...not very, but Milson is fine."

"Where is it?"

"Well...he is very careful, down-to-earth, and very warm and polite to people."

The more Yan Zhen listened, the more bored he became, and he snorted coldly, "Then I'm being careless, down-to-earth and impolite?"

Han Yun: "..."

Yan Zhen bites the fork angrily. He has a bad habit, that is, he can't settle down when there is something in his mouth. He bites whatever is there. When drinking, he always likes to bite the straw until it becomes crumpled.

Han Yun pretended not to understand: "Yan Qing, I don't quite understand what you mean."

Yan Zhen stared: "I told you, I'm not Yan—"

However, as soon as the words came to his lips, they were abruptly stopped by another personality hidden in the dark, and the remaining word "Qing" was stuck in his throat. At this time, Yan Zhen was like a bird. The marionette controlled by two people at the same time, one wants to go left and the other wants to go right, as if trying to tear him in half alive.

His head began to ache again. Yan Zhen frowned, clenched his right hand into a fist, stared at Han Yun, and squeezed words out from between his teeth: "I—not—Yan Qing—!"

With fine cold sweat breaking out on his forehead, Yan Zhen took a deep breath, he didn't expect that Yan Qing, who has always been soft-tempered, would not show any weakness once she became stubborn.

"You—listen—" he said, like a traveler struggling through a blizzard in the wilderness, "my—called—yan—zhen—"

After the last word was exported, all resistance disappeared instantly.Yan Zhen collapsed on the bed all of a sudden, panting heavily, his whole body was drenched in cold sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Han Yun stood where he was, and he opened his mouth, showing an inexplicable confusion: "What—what—?"

Yan Zhen broke into a pale smile: "Double...well, it's just personality...what, haven't you heard of it?"

Han Yun didn't expect that Yan Zhen would reveal this matter so suddenly that he didn't know how to cooperate now, so he could only put on a bewildered face.

"Then—so that, Yan Qing...? Where did he go?"

"He's here." Yan Zhen pointed to his head, "The two of us come out in turn, changing every five days." He looked up at Han Yun, with a grim gray face on his face, in an understatement tone He asked with a smile, "Do you think I'm crazy?"

Han Yun: "..."

He said dryly, "It's not that...it's just a bit of a surprise..."

"Life is full of all kinds of accidents." Yan Zhen said casually, "Maybe one day you will find that you are actually just a certain personality split from a certain person." He looked up at Han Yun, Suddenly smiled, "Just like me."

Han Yun: "...Are you a curse?"

"That's right," Yan Zhen said with a smile, completely ignoring the dull pain in the temple, as if someone took an awl and punched it down, "and... it's a symbiotic curse that lives and dies with me."

"..." Han Yun remained expressionless, "Have you read too many fantasy novels?"

Yan Zhen smiled and said nothing, Han Yun hesitated for a while, and said, "Don't worry, I won't say anything about this."

"It's okay if you say it."

Yan Zhen raised his eyebrows and smiled, and after speaking—especially when he realized that he was viewed by Han Yun as an independent individual, his mood improved a lot, and even his expression became brighter rarely. Yan Qing looked a little like him, and Han Yun was in a daze for a moment.

Yan Zhen didn't notice his abnormality, and just smiled to himself and said, "If you ruin my reputation and lose my job, then you will be responsible for supporting me."

Han Yun twitched the corner of his mouth: "Brother Yan, my family can't even afford a dog."

"It's okay," Yan Zhen tilted his head, "You give me a collar to keep at home, I promise to eat better than dogs and be better than dogs..." He licked his lips, his face was still pale, but his smile was extremely bright , Just like the forbidden fruit that tempted Adam and Eve, the dark eyes were also stained with a bit of monster color.

He said hoarsely: "And—more useful than dogs."

Han Yun: "..."

Why... he felt that the atmosphere was getting weirder? ? ?

*****

After a few days, it was time for Yan Qing to join the filming group, and Han Yun, as an assistant, naturally had to follow.Before leaving home, he took half a day off to buy Xu Qiu the diamond necklace she liked. When he returned home with the paper bag, Xu Qiu's brother and sister-in-law were visiting at home. He called his uncle and aunt, and immediately Being pulled over to ask about his recent work and life, Zhang Luo tried to introduce him to a girlfriend.

Xu Qiu's elder brother is the deputy director of a certain tobacco company. Guangyue's salary is more than twice that of Han Ting's. It can be said that he is the best among the siblings. He has a wide network of contacts, and his family has money. The only precious daughter also spends money. Send them abroad to study.So Han Yun found that Xu Qiu and Han Ting always had a kind of unconscious cautiousness and flattery when talking to them, which was especially obvious because Han Ting, who always had a bad temper, showed a difference at this time.

Han Yun has no father or mother since he was a child. He is actually not good at dealing with these parents' shortcomings, but he has seen this kind of attitude and expression a lot along the way—the children who are eager to be adopted in the orphanage treat the dean, and the children in the school Students treat their teachers, subordinates treat their bosses, and assistants treat their bosses with such an attitude that can almost be said to be sincere and fearful.

But that was Xu Qiu's own brother - Han Yun sighed inwardly, he knew they did this for his future.Both Xu Qiu and Han Ting came from poor families, and their education was not very high. He is a promising brother, that's why he spares no effort to build relationships for him.

Han Yun kept smiling and sat beside him all the time, answering each and every time. Fortunately, the topic changed to other places after a while, so he escaped a catastrophe.

After all the relatives left, Han Yun gave Xu Qiu the jewelry box in the corner.

He could clearly see the look of surprise in Xu Qiu's eyes, but the corners of his mouth were less than halfway opened before quickly retracting, scolding him: "Why do you buy this kind of thing? It's expensive and useless, with all this spare money It’s better to use it to make more friends.”

As if Han Yun had never heard of it, he took out the necklace and put it on for Xu Qiu. Most women like diamonds, or mothers mostly like gifts prepared by their children.Xu Qiu scolded, but when the necklace was worn around his neck, he still couldn't help raising his hand to touch it, with uncontrollable joy in the corners of his eyes and brows.

Han Yun smiled. He originally wanted to have parents, but when he had a huge disagreement with Xu Qiu before, he realized the drag brought by the so-called family and affection. After all, they are not really related by blood. After a while, the emotions also cooled down a lot.Xu Qiu didn't know what was wrong with him, but thought that his son was too tired and stressed at work, and he was afraid that he would feel annoying, so he didn't dare to send WeChat messages every day to ask about his health, and made fewer phone calls, so he just staggered his working hours regularly to buy The ingredients are put in the refrigerator in the apartment, and most of them are cooked or cold dishes, which can be eaten directly or after heating, because Xu Qiu knows that he is lazy, and she is afraid that he will not want to do it because he is too tired to cook, and she is also afraid that he will die because he is too lazy to cook. Go for instant noodles and takeaway.

Mothers may be like this. When facing their children, they are always as thoughtful as detectives and can consider everything thoughtfully.

"How come it's useless," Han Yun said in a low voice, "Look, you're laughing, isn't that good?"

"What's so good, my smile is worthless." Xu Qiu's mouth was stiff, and Han Ting laughed at the side, and said, "Come on, the corners of my mouth are almost grinning to the ears, the child just wants to make you happy. Take it now."

They sat down and chatted for a while, and Han Yun explained that he would accompany Yan Qing to catch a plane to the film crew tomorrow.The director of this script is rushing to win awards, and the requirements are very high, so he insisted on filming on the spot, and some scenes that are needed will be shot in the film and television city.They are going to a remote town in a neighboring province tomorrow. In addition to taking a plane, they have to take a minibus to cross a short mountain road to reach their destination, and they need to leave very early.

Xu Qiu looked at the time, hurriedly went to the kitchen to wash the cherries, cut the cantaloupe and packed them for him to take away, as well as the chicken soup stewed at home, the stewed chicken wings and chicken feet were also put into the thermos bucket, and Han Yun was full when he left. He lifted two big bags, his hands almost turned red.

He couldn't laugh or cry: "Mom, I'm leaving tomorrow, I can't eat so much."

Xu Qiu said: "If you can eat it, why can't you eat it? Mom told you, warm up the chicken soup and drink it first, and wash some cherries and cantaloupe before going to bed. These chicken feet and chicken wings will be brought to you tomorrow." Eating with colleagues on the road, the ones made at home are much cleaner than the ones outside!"

Han Yun is helpless, Xu Qiu still treats him like a child, tomorrow is going to work and not a picnic, how can he bring so much food.But if he didn't take Xu Qiu away, he would have to nag again, so he had no choice but to respond one by one. When he returned to the community, he met Milson coming back, so he went to share the food with him, so as to save his life in the trash can if left for a long time. .

It was almost twelve o'clock when he wandered downstairs to go home after eating, but as soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw someone standing at the door of his house, it turned out to be Yan Qing.

Han Yun was taken aback for a moment, looked around reflexively, and then quickly walked over: "Why are you waiting here and not calling me?"

He met the man's eyes, and when Han Yun was still uncertain about the personality of the man in front of him, he saw the man pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "It's nothing, I'm fine anyway, knock on the door to see if it's okay." People just want to wait here for a while, if you haven't come back, go back first, so I didn't bother you."

Such an empathetic tone and attitude is obviously undoubtedly Yan Qing, Han Yun took out the key to open the door and went in, took off his coat and walked to the room while asking: "Yan Qing, how are you resting these few days?"

"...It's pretty good." Yan Qing said in a low voice, "Han Yun...do you think—"

Halfway through the conversation, Han Yun's cell phone rang, and he took out the cell phone from his jacket pocket to connect: "Jing Xing?"

Pei Jingxing's voice with a low hoarse smile came from the other end, "Haven't you rested yet?"

"Hurry up, I'll go to bed after I pack my luggage. What about you, you still have time to call me at this late hour."

Yan Qing stood at the door and watched Han Yun talking with the person on the other end of the phone. His familiar and casual tone made his right hand hanging by his side tremble like a convulsion, and then clenched into a fist unconsciously.

Seeing that Han Yun was still holding the clothes in the other hand, Yan Qing pulled a smile on his face, walked over and said, "Let me help you hang up the clothes." He was very close to Han Yun, and reached out to hold him on the Coat on the arm.

Immediately afterwards, Han Yun heard a crash from the receiver of the mobile phone, as if something had fallen to the ground, Pei Jingxing asked him, "Han Yun, who is next to you?"

"Uh...it's Yan Qing, he came to look for me." Han Yun said, "Then what, go to bed early, it's late."

Pei Jingxing was silent for a while, and said, "Okay, then you have to send me a WeChat message before going to bed."

"Ah."

Han Yun hung up the phone,

Yan Qing asked him, "Is it your boyfriend?"

Han Yun was a little embarrassed by the other party's straightforward straightforwardness. He nodded, not wanting to mention too many personal matters, and instead asked him, "It's getting late, Yan Qing, what can you do with me?"

What could Yan Qing do? He just wanted to see Han Yun, so he ran to the apartment after regaining the dominance in the afternoon, didn't even eat dinner, and waited for Han Yun at the door until he came back just now.

But these inside information, naturally cannot let him know.

Yan Qing smiled as if nothing had happened, and said softly: "It's nothing, it's just... that day in the hospital, you and Yan Zhen..."

Han Yun thought he was afraid of something, so he assured again: "Don't worry, I won't say anything."

Yan Qing shook her head: "No, that's not what I meant." He hesitated and said, "I... Han Yun, will you... be afraid of me? After knowing those things..."

He has always disapproved of Yan Zhen telling Han Yun about his dual personality because he was worried about this. After all, a serious mental illness like split personality is not acceptable to ordinary people, let alone Han Yun, an ordinary person from an ordinary family. .

"Afraid?" Han Yun laughed as if hearing some joke, "Of course not. Although it's a bit weird, it's actually like... well, it's like getting along with two identical people, no Nothing to be afraid of."

Looking at Han Yun's smile, Yan Qing couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, and the infatuation in her eyes deepened.

How lucky that he, Yan Qing, can have such a good person by his side.

So...you can't let go.