Rebirth of the past actor

"Rebirth: A Passed Actor" Author: Lokita

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HE, next year.

Mo Wen suddenly transmigrated to a star.

This star is not only out of breath, but also being taken care of by others!

As a straight steel man, in order to keep his chrysanthemum, he had no choice but to debut again to earn money to support himself.

Weibo (Jinjiang Lokita) seeks focus, column seeks collection~

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Content tags: Rebirth of the Entertainment Circle in Urban Love

Search keywords: Protagonist: Ren Jinzhao, Mo Wen┃Supporting roles: Wu Xiao, Tong Yan, He Xi, Ren Xigu┃Others: Wind, Flower, Snow and Moon, Straight and Bend

☆. It must be that my dead posture is wrong!

01

Don't ask this person, it's as boring as his name.

Every day go to work, get off work, go home, eat, sleep... so the cycle.

Survive above, live below.

Even the quarrel with a colleague this afternoon seemed to be a programmed procedure—the colleague scolded one-sidedly, and he listened one-sidedly.Yes, this has become their daily routine.

Mo Wen is a bad-spoken planner, while his colleague is an arrogant and vicious artist; every time he adds a new demand, he will inevitably be scolded.

"There is nothing serious except death, there is nothing serious except death." He comforted himself, planning to go downstairs for a walk.

Their company is quiet amidst the hustle and bustle: the front door is facing the bustling commercial street, and the back door has a quiet art area—in this super first-tier city, it can be said to be a pretty good location.

There is an artificial river in the art district. Every morning and evening, the uncles and aunts nearby like to come here to hit trees and walk birds.

Mo Wen also likes to watch them.His biggest wish is to marry a wife who can understand him, and the two of them will grow old together, and then find a quieter community, where his wife bumps into trees and he walks the birds.He didn't want his daughter-in-law to go to the square dance, it is said that the square is a high incidence of affairs at dusk...

Thinking about it, suddenly my feet slipped.Mo Wen fell into the artificial river.

Originally, the artificial river was not deep, and Mo Wen's water quality was not bad, and he even won the third place in their company's swimming competition.But when he fell, he sprained his ankle and got cramped from the shock of the water.

"It's over, I'm going to have a big problem." Mo Wen thought, breathing became more and more difficult, and gradually lost consciousness...

……

……

In the darkness of nothingness, he felt like a flat boat on the vast sea, swaying with the current—lonely, confused, at a loss...

Until the sound of heavy breathing came from the ear, mixed with a whisper, "Hexi... Hexi..."

The soul seems to be still floating in the air, but the body can feel the shaking. Mo Wen thought about it with his brain that has not fully recovered consciousness:

Am I already drowned?

What is a river?Forget Chuanhe?

This shaking, is it because of being on a boat?

……

The body shook more and more, and the panting sound in my ears became louder and louder.

Mo Wen sighed: The wind and waves on the Wangchuan River are a bit rough today.Moreover, the ferryman who ferryed people seemed to be in poor health, exhausted from rowing the boat.

Suddenly, he felt a strange twitch in his body, and a tingling feeling spread from the inside out.

Fuck!Am I being struck by lightning?I've never done anything wrong with my heart!But it feels good to have a little body.

Mo Wen really wanted to look at the surrounding environment, but his eyes didn't seem to be his own - no matter how hard he tried, they didn't move at all, and the thin eyelids seemed to be hung with jacks.

The frequency of the tingling sensation is getting faster and faster.

Mo Wen thought: Although he is dead, the thunder on the Wangchuan River should not be ordinary thunder, right?Wouldn't it be a loss if he was criticized for being out of his wits?

The great panic finally made him tear out a ray of light in the boundless darkness.

Then, as if he had recovered his soul floating in the air - Mo Wen slowly opened his eyes.

The shaking didn't stop, making him a little out of focus:

The first thing that catches the eye is a handsome face, with a straight nose, deep eyes, and thick eyebrows slightly wrinkled.But at the back is...a pair of white and straight...calf?Toes still curled up?

Um?Wait, there seems to be something wrong with this shape?

This beautiful leg... seems to be... her own?

What the FUCK? ! !

Mo Wen's eyes widened, with a confused look on his face:

Shouldn't I have drowned already? !

Why is there a beautiful naked man galloping on her body? ! !

This damn pleasure, wave after wave, is too turbulent, right? ! ! ! !

Mo Wen, who has been upright in body and mind and sexual orientation for 30 years, can't quite accept this fact, and the speed of the beauty's penetration is too fast for him to bear.

"It must be because I died in the wrong posture!" Mo Wen rolled his eyes and decided to die again...

☆. Am I dead or not?

02

Waking up for the second time, worrying about seeing a beautiful naked man again, Mo Wen purposely opened his eyes a little, and first peeked out secretly.

Seeing the empty room, he breathed a sigh of relief, and boldly looked at the surrounding environment:

The interior decoration of this house is low-key but does not lose its connotation, and the space is also very large, which looks extremely comfortable.

He found that there seemed to be a figure not far away, very similar to the chairman of his company, and wanted to get up to confirm.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he touched the ground, his feet were like stepping on cotton, and he couldn't exert any strength at all.

There was a "bang"-he fell as expected.

Immediately afterwards, there was another "click" - the door was pushed open, and two tall and handsome men broke in - one was wearing a white shirt, handsome with sword eyebrows and starry eyes; the other was wearing a flowered shirt, with thin lips raised, cynical.

And for one of them, he was familiar with it.

"Ah, you! You, you, you, you, you, you..." Mo Wen pointed at the other party, and couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

He felt that his language system had collapsed at this time.

How to say?say what?Ask why you fucked me last night?Even if he was killed, he would not be able to speak.

The flowered shirt walked over with graceful steps, gently picked him up, put him on the bed, and said with a regretful look, "Tsk tsk, I can't even get out of bed. You are too beastly today."

Mo Wen is a 30-year-old man. Although he hasn't had a girlfriend yet, has he never eaten pork or seen a pig run away?Have no actual combat experience and haven't seen the film yet?

After realizing what he was referring to, his face turned red into a boiled pig's butt at a speed visible to the naked eye.Unconsciously, he secretly glanced at the white shirt.

If it is a normal person, it will feel shy and timid, very provocative.

But the white shirt is obviously not, people don't really want to talk to him.After meeting his eyes, the thick eyebrows frowned, and he turned his face away.

Mo Wen even heard a slight "tsk",

If it is a normal person, it will feel that this sound contains resentment, which is very embarrassing.

But Mo Wen is obviously not. At this moment, ten thousand grass and mud horses are galloping past his heart: I'll wipe it!I was fucked by you, and I haven't said anything yet!What kind of trouble are you trying to make with that look of disgust? ! !

There are a large number of grass mud horses, but they are all paper, and when they reach their mouths, they only choke out one word: "I..."

Don't ask Fu forehead, he seems to understand why the white shirt despises him.

Since these two handsome guys entered the room till now, I have said a total of 11 words: 9 for you, 1 for me, and 1 for ah, without a complete sentence—like a mentally retarded...

The flower shirt didn't dislike him, and smiled like a spring breeze, "A long-cherished wish for many years has been fulfilled, are you so happy that you can't speak?"

Mo asked: "..."

What is "long-cherished wish"?And what is "happy" speechless?

He felt that it was still necessary to face up to this problem. After all, a man should find a way to solve problems instead of avoiding them.

"That..." Mo Wen cleared his throat, and asked awkwardly, "Why am I here? And, who are you two?"

The two shirtsleeves glanced at each other.

Flower Shirt Essence stretched out her hand and put it on Mo Wen's forehead, "It's a bit burnt, but it shouldn't be to the point of talking nonsense..."

Then, he stretched out two fingers that were white enough to be dipped in sauce: "Xiaoqian, how much is this?"

"..." Mo Wen patted the hand of the flower shirt speechlessly. Although he knew that his performance was not good just now, it was still very uncomfortable to be regarded as mentally retarded. "How do you know my name?"

"Why don't I know your name?" Hua Shijing stared at her watery eyes, "Honey, we've known each other for more than two years."

"Me, and you?" Mo Wen pointed to himself and then to the floral shirt, "We've known each other for two years? Are you kidding me?"

He thought for a while and added: "Also, you are a big man, don't bark. Who is your baby."

"Okay, okay, you're not my baby." Hua Shi smiled and raised his pointed chin to the side, "It's his baby."

Mo Wen looked in the direction: the white shirt was leaning against the wall with arms crossed, with one leg straight and the other slightly bent—a standard pretentious posture; but it is undeniable that the whole person looked like he was shooting a magazine cover .The star-like eyes were looking at him suspiciously.

Mo Wen felt a little palpitating when he thought of the look in his eyes that seemed as if he wanted to eat someone into his stomach last night.

This time, he turned his eyes away first, "Who is he?"

"Puchi!" Flower Shirt laughed even harder this time.He stood up and said to the white shirt with a playful face, "Currently, you are so awesome! I've heard of the one who made people faint, but it's the first time I've seen the one who made people lose their memory."

"..." Mo Wen didn't want to restrain his desire at this moment, he wanted to rush forward and slap this person's mouth.

The eyebrows of the white shirt frowned even more, and he walked over with long legs, "Do you remember your name?"

This was the first real and complete sentence that Mo Wen heard from him - last night there were only heavy gasps and murmurs.

"I, my name is Mo Wen." Whenever he talked to this person, he still stuttered uncontrollably.

"Yeah, honey, your name is Mo Wen, and I've liked this guy for two years. Just last night, you guys finally got married." Flower Shirt said, winking at him, and said with a smirk : "Congratulations~"

"I, like him? Or two years?! Shit! Are you kidding me? I have always liked women since I was a child!"

The floral shirt had a clear look, "Oh, I know you are the actor. You don't need to act~"

"No! Who played it?" Mo Wen wanted to scratch the wall anxiously, "What actor? I'm obviously a small planner of Lokota Studio."

"Lokota Studio?" The white shirt asked in a deep voice; "The one opened by He Xi?"

Mo Wen finally grasped a straw to prove his identity, and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes. You know our boss?"

The white shirt didn't answer, but looked at him complicatedly, not knowing what he was thinking.

The flowered shirt was also rarely serious, "Xiao Wen, take a rest first. Today, come out with me." He walked halfway, turned around again, and winked at Mo Wen, "By the way, my name is Wu Xiao, Xiaoyao’s Xiaoyao. That guy’s name is Ren Jinzhao, don’t ask about Jinzhao’s name, it matches your name very well~” After finishing speaking, he closed the door and backed out.

They were clearly out talking about themselves.

Mo Wen resisted the discomfort in his lower body, walked to the door step by step while leaning against the wall, and pressed his ears tightly to the door.but hear nothing,

The soundproofing effect of this room is also great!He had to quietly open the door a crack.

I found that the house is divided into floors - I am upstairs, and those two people should be downstairs.

Two pleasant voices floated up:

"I drank some wine yesterday, and my brother called again to provoke me. I impulsively..." This deep and sexy voice was that white shirt just now, or it should be said that it was Ren Jinzhao.

"Tsk tsk tsk, then you must have called He Xi's name on the bed last night." The one who was unhurried, but whose voice sounded very sticky was the floral shirt, Wu Xiao.

Ren Jinzhao: "...um."

Wu Xiao: "Hey, what can I say about you. A friend's wife is still out of the question! Why are you always thinking about your brother's man?"

Mo Wen: Well, from the sound, you can feel how much he hates iron but not steel.

Ren Jinzhao: "That's why my brother pretended to be stupid to trick He Xi into being with him!"

Mo Wen: Hehe, it’s very annoying to hear the voice~

Wu Xiao: "Your brother is a soldier who never tires of cheating! Besides, no matter what tactics he used in the past, he is now sympathetic and affectionate, and he can show me a dog's face every day! Xiao Yerong's sister has already seen it, Married, only you are still stupid and can't let go!"

Don't ask: Fuck!Big gossip!

Ren Jinzhao: "I..."

Wu Xiao: "Poor little Mo asked! I like you wholeheartedly, and I have stayed with you for two years, and finally I heard you calling someone else's name in bed! It must be so painful! Amnesia must be caused by the excessive sadness stimulated by you !"

Ren Jinzhao: "Then what should we do now?"

Wu Xiao: "What can I do? Take him to the hospital!"

Ren Jinzhao: "Aren't you a doctor?"

Wu Xiao: "Brother, I'm a proctologist, not a neurologist."

Ren Jinzhao: "..."

Wu Xiao: "Tsk... It's annoying to those of you who don't know how to pity and cherish jade. Jiaohua should be handed over to someone like me who knows how to pity flowers to love her!"

Ren Jinzhao: "...Get lost."

Mo Wen was a little frightened, the amount of information revealed in just a few minutes of conversation was too great.

Compared with his own identity, what surprised him even more was that the person named "He Xi" was the chairman of the Lokota Studio where he worked!

Everyone in the company knows that Boss He has a lover, but they are usually too low-key, and no one knows the identity of this lover.

Unexpectedly, the boss's lover is actually a man!And it seems that they have a lot to do with these two people! !

There was the sound of footsteps going upstairs outside the door, Mo Wen decided to run back to bed first.

Turning around, he saw "Boss He" with a pale face in the mirror next to him.

Immediately, I broke out in a cold sweat - after all, I just sneaked into someone's privacy, and it would be embarrassing to meet the person immediately.

He was a little annoyed: he saw the boss here when he just woke up, but he forgot about it later!

Mo Wen wanted to apologize, but when he turned around, he found that the back was empty and there was nothing there.

He was a little strange, and turned around again, only to find that the person in the mirror was also looking at him suspiciously.This person is slimmer than Boss He, with similar eyebrows, eyes, and nose, except for a slightly thinner mouth...

Combined with the information he just heard, an answer is ready to emerge in Mo Wen's mind...

Mo Wen felt his hairs explode:

Why am I here?

Where did the original owner of this body go?

Where is my original body?

Am I... dead or not?

The author has something to say: Interested little angels can bookmark the author by the way~

☆、I will be responsible for you

03

Less than 2 minutes after the door was closed, it was opened again.

The three people inside and outside the door were all taken aback.

Mo Wen was frightened by the influx of information and gossip, forgetting that he planned to rush back to bed before they entered the house.

It was because Ren Jinzhao and Wu Xiao didn't expect that Mo Wen would be like this, and they had to get up and look in the mirror to tidy up their appearance.

"I..." Mo Wen was about to speak when he suddenly realized that he couldn't just ask this directly.But now that he has already opened his mouth, in order not to look like a mentally handicapped person who can only say "you, me, ah", he can only choke out a sentence: "I won't go to the hospital."

Little did they know that these words and his behavior just now, in the eyes of the other two, became him and his last stubbornness.

Wu Xiao came over, supported Mo Wen, and said softly, "Okay, let's not go to the hospital."

Seeing the forbearance and distressed look on his face, Mo Wen felt that this person seemed to have misunderstood something...

Mo Wen let Wu Xiao go back to the bed, adjusted his tone, and asked in the calmest and most dignified tone he could, "May I stay by myself for a while?"

Wu Xiao smiled like a loving mother, and patted his head, "Of course. We're just downstairs, call me if you need anything."

Mo Wen: "..." He was sure that this person must have misunderstood something!

After watching them walk out of the room, Mo Wen hurriedly picked up the mobile phone next to the bed to check the information.

Although he usually doesn't care about these things, since the owner of this body is an actor, there should be related reports on the Internet, right?

He would like to thank the fingerprint unlocking system. In case of any password or gesture unlocking, he would not even be able to open his own mobile phone.Open the browser and enter the same name as him.A bunch of songs jumped out, or it was the introduction of characters in some novels or film and television dramas.After looking back for a long time, I saw a bunch of news from 5 years ago.

He clicked on the link closest to now—the title is: The former movie king is exhausted, or has he become a pillow plaything for the company's top executives?

There are a few blurry photos inside, which can be seen as candid photos, but it can be vaguely seen that they are him (to be exact, the original owner of this body) and Ren Jinzhao.The article describes the time and place of following these two people, and finally expresses the emotion and regret for this actor who has only one work.

Mo Wen read some other information one after another, and roughly understood the previous experience of this body:

Five years ago, he was selected by Ren Jinzhao's elder brother, Ren Xigu, to play the male lead in the youth movie "What Eve, Tonight".

Relying on the image of an upright, sunny, young and handsome doctor who is dedicated to saving lives and healing the wounded in the movie, he swept all major awards and became famous in one fell swoop.

The stars are bright.

But half a year later, Ren Xigu suddenly resigned from his position as the general manager of the culture and entertainment department of Ren Yuan Group, and the company's entertainment business was also put on hold.The actor who had just shined so brightly also faded out of the public eye.

Two years later, Ren Jinzhao took over his brother Ren Xigu's position and reorganized the entertainment business of Ren Yuan Group.The company successively recruited many newcomers, and soon became a first-line cultural and entertainment company in China.

It's just that I haven't seen the former actor Mo Wen come back.

Mo Wen combined this information with what he had just overheard, step by step, deduced while summarizing, and added a little bit of his own imagination, and deduced a shocking gossip:

Both Ren Xigu and Ren Jinzhao like their boss, He Xi, and He Xi and Ren Xigu finally got married;

Ren Jinzhao couldn't ask for it, so he conveniently used the special actor his brother found as a stand-in;

But this stand-in fell in love with Ren Jinzhao.

Mo Wen sighed unconsciously: What a bloody drama!

It is said that art comes from life, which is much more exciting than the online dramas and movies he usually watches.But Mo Wen is also a poor person.where are you now?

Mo Wen put down the phone, tapped the table with his slightly pale fingers and thought slowly.This is a habitual little move he left behind when he was doing game planning.This rhythm helps him to clear his mind:

The first task now is to find that film star Mo Wen, and see if he has encountered the same situation as himself.

If so, he should be rescued, right?Then will you continue to go to the company to work for yourself?

Judging from the current situation, it seems that Ren Jinzhao doesn't want to have any contact with Chairman He.What are you worried about?

Does He Xi know of her existence?

If only I could go back to the artificial river where it happened...

The heart is not as good as the action.Thinking of this, Mo Wen couldn't care less about his physical discomfort.Think about changing clothes and going out right away,

After opening the closet, Mo Wen was a little dumbfounded: Navel-baring outfits, backless outfits, hollow-out outfits, T-shirts with necklines that open to the ribs and shirts with cuffs that open to the underarms, as well as exaggerated leggings of various colors and more than one hole. ripped jeans...

After searching for a long time, he finally found a relatively plain shirt and jeans with few holes, put them on casually, and hurried downstairs.

Ren Jinzhao and Wu Xiao were drinking in the living room, and they seemed to be talking about something.Seeing that he changed his clothes and came down, he was a little curious.

Wu Xiao raised his head and asked, "Xiaowen, what are you going to do?"

Mo Wen casually replied, "Oh, I'm going to the art factory."

After hearing this, Wu Xiao was taken aback for a moment, then immediately put down his wine glass and rushed towards him: "Baby! You can't let it go!"

Mo asked: "..."

His six points, three for Wu Xiao and three for himself: Am I fucking stupid?Can't speak more than your brain?What art factory to mention!Everyone knows that their company is next to the surgery factory!In the current situation, I said directly to go there, so as not to let those two people misunderstand and die!

Sure enough, Wu Xiao simply hugged him, "Baby, don't be sad. Although this person is a bit of a jerk, he still has basic morals!"

Mo Wen saw through Wu Xiao's shoulder that Ren Jinzhao was standing up from the sofa, stretching his neck and looking this way, with a rare look of anxiety on his face.

This time meeting Mo Wen's gaze, he didn't move away, but touched his nose a little awkwardly, "That... I will take responsibility for you."

Don't ask: ...

Take charge of your sister!What I like is soft girls with thin waists, long legs and big breasts, okay?What kind of responsibility do you want to take, you gay guy who is full of tendons and still thinking about Lao Tzu's chrysanthemum? !

But the previous Mo Wen seemed to have liked this guy for two years, right?If he heard Ren Jinzhao say this, he would be very happy, right?

Anyway, there is also a special fate of sharing the same body. Mo Wen decided to leave a way out for his revolutionary comrades.

Enduring the strong discomfort, he said, "Then you have to treat me better in the future."

Ren Jinzhao touched his nose again and let out a "huh".

Wu Xiao patted him, and he added embarrassingly, "Don't worry."

Mo Wen felt that his impromptu and ingenious answers might lead to a marriage, so he secretly praised his wit in his heart.

"Then... Shall I go out?" Mo Wen asked.

Wu Xiao dragged him to sit on the sofa, "Go after dinner."

And Ren Jinzhao stood up as if to fulfill the promise just now, "I ordered porridge for you just now, I'll go heat it up."

So, the three of them had a meal together in a friendly atmosphere for an unknown time.The three parties had a heated discussion on the ingredients, taste, and heat of the porridge.Based on the principle of friendship and mutual assistance, the three people reached a common understanding that porridge tastes best when it is freshly cooked.

After eating the porridge, Ren Jinzhao took Mo Wen to the art factory under Mo Wen's soft and firm treatment.

Two aunts are chatting while bumping into a tree:

"Why is the river surrounded?"

"I heard that someone jumped into the river yesterday!"

"Ah? There's nothing you can't think about. You have to commit suicide. Once you die, you will have nothing~"

"That's right, and I heard that the corpses were already swollen with bubbles when they floated up."

"Ugh."

……

Mo Wen stood there with cold hands and feet: he was indeed dead, and what was worse was that the body had been soaked.Now that he was reborn on this person, where did the original Mo Wen go?

He has been an orphan since he was a child, and he has not had a girlfriend yet; because he is too boring, he has few good friends.When something like this happens to me, I don't even know who to tell...

"Let's go home." A pair of big warm hands shook over, "You still have a fever."

"Hmm." Mo Wen nodded.It doesn't matter whether Ren Jinzhao's concern is out of sincerity or just to fulfill his promise, at this moment, it has brought him a little warmth...

Mo Wen followed Ren Jinzhao back to his house.

He really couldn't figure out what situation he was encountering now, so he had to turn to the Internet for help.

Except for a few discussion posts, the rest are all online novels.With a meticulous attitude of never letting go, he started to look for clues in the novel after studying the post.However, Mo Wen finally gave up on this method after he read five books about the hero and heroine together, three books about the heroine and heroine together, and two books about the hero and heroine together.

Then, he began to turn to various gods for help—Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, Jesus Christ, the Supreme Lord, Allah, and even Brahma, Vishnu, and Shiva. He asked... But the great gods should They are all busy, and no one is willing to take the time to talk to him.

In the end, he could only pray that the former Mo Wen would come back and explain to him personally.So, he began to search various corners of the house suspiciously, and suddenly started talking to himself.

Seeing him working so intently for more than a month, Wu Xiao finally couldn't bear it any longer, "Baby, how about I take you out to relax?"

For more than a month, Mo Wen, apart from concentrating on studying metaphysics, also learned that Wu Xiao is Ren Jinzhao's cousin, and he was originally an anorectal doctor.In the early years, he made a little money by relying on his aunt and uncle, that is, Ren Jinzhao's parents; now he lives at Ren Jinzhao's house, and usually speculates in stocks and makes some small investments.

"How many times have I said, don't call me baby."

"Okay, little question. Let's go out and relax? You should just accompany me."

Mo Wen looked at his concerned eyes and felt a little guilty.In fact, through this period of contact, he found that both Ren Jinzhao and Wu Xiao were nice people, and they treated him very well.But I feel like I have been possessed by an evil spirit, and I mutter about it every day.In their eyes, it should be very guilty, right?

"Okay, let's go."

Maybe, if we go out, we can find a clue...

The deafening music beat people's hearts, and the flashing lights stimulated people's eyes.

Sitting in the booth, Mo Wen was a little speechless, "Why do we come to this kind of place?"

"Ah? What?" Wu Xiao was obviously very high, even keeping his head close to the beat.The music in this kind of place is always so loud that it can only be heard by whispering.

"I said!" Mo Wen shouted, scratching his neck, "Why do we come here?"

"Would you like a draft beer?"

"……never mind."

Wu Xiao snapped his fingers: "Waiter, three glasses of draft beer!"

Mo asked: "..."

It didn't take long for Wu Xiao to sit still, and now she was flirting on the dance floor.

Mo Wen was fighting against the three glasses of beer in front of him, while looking around boredly at the sky.Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure staggering towards the toilet.

At this moment, Mo Wen felt the blood in his whole body boil, he hurriedly got up and chased after him...

The author has something to say: the bloody drama between He Xi and the two brothers is called "Human Game".It's the first article by a stupid author, it's not well written, and it's a bit unfinished.If you really don't mind, you can go and see it.

But the stupid author really hates himself, maybe he will be locked suddenly one day...

Attached is its killer and incomprehensible copywriting:

When I was young, I always wanted to wait until I was old to publish a book and leave something to the world.

When I grow up, my brain becomes more and more familiar, or I can make up a series of stories by seeing or hearing something.

But when I tried to write them down, I couldn’t write them down, so I started to find various reasons: I didn’t have time, I didn’t have enough ability, I didn’t have enough experience...

Until one day, the heart that wanted to tell a story finally had enough lazy copies, and this "Human Game" broke out.

If I stick to it, this should be my first novel; the writing is immature, the phrasing may be questionable, and the language may not flow smoothly.

But I will correct it bit by bit, and I hope someone will witness it in the process, the more the better!Because, I still have a lot of stories that I want to tell people~

☆, Tsundere Tong Tong Daxian

04

Many people come to the bar to get drunk, bustling along the way.

When Mo Wen squeezed past, the man had stumbled out of the toilet, just in time to bump into Mo Wen.

"Hmm..." The other party seemed to have drunk a lot, and took a few steps back in a daze, leaning against the wall behind him.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Mo Wen hurriedly apologized and wanted to step forward to help someone.

The man waved his hand indifferently, avoided Mo Wen, and walked away unsteadily.

This person is the one who quarreled with Mo Wen yesterday - the artist of a game project at Lokota Studio, named Tong Yan.Rather than saying it was a quarrel, it was better to say that Mo Wen was being scolded unilaterally.There is no way, Tong Yan's mouth is too poisonous, even more fierce than RPK-74; Mo Wen is such a clumsy and tongue-twisting idiot that he doesn't talk about others at all, he can only be crushed.

In fact, Tong Yan would still be kind to others, more or less thinking of being merciful for the sake of his colleagues.

But Mo Wen didn't understand why Tong Yan's skill points would be full and his buffs would be fully activated as long as he hurt him.

Recalling what Tong Yan said to himself that day, Mo Wen shuddered unconsciously.

Seeing that Tong Yan's back was about to disappear at the door, Mo Wen quickly shook his head and pulled himself together.You must take this opportunity to talk to the other party.

He ran after him and patted the man on the shoulder.

Tong Yan turned around and was startled for a while, "Boss?"

Then, squinting his drunken and blurred eyes, he moved closer to Mo Wen, looking left and right.Shaking his head, he was still muttering, "No, no. Boss has thick lips and cheeks, is loyal and stable, treats people gently, talks about friendship, and has extremely rich inner feelings."

He pinched Mo Wen's chin and looked at it for a while, "You are a person. You are superficial, not good at words, shy and shy."

Mo Wen: "...?" He immediately guessed that the former was referring to He Xi; the latter was referring to himself, or to be more precise, it was Mo Wen, the movie star before—Tong Yan was right up!He suspected that Tong Yan could accurately find his most painful spot every time, and then stab it quickly, accurately, and hard, because this grandson knew how to meet each other! !

These days, it's even necessary to turn on the tear...

"That..." Mo Wen's eyes were filled with tears, "Can you take your hand away first? It hurts too much from you pinching my chin."

Tong Yan took his hand away, wiped Mo Wen's clothes in distaste, and staggered away while leaning on the wall.

Mo Wen chased after him, "That...you drank too much."

Tong Yan glanced at it, "Well, even a fool can see it."

Mo asked: "..." Does he mean that I am a fool?Or am I not as good as a fool?It doesn't sound too good to hear.After reacting, Mo Wen warned himself in his heart: Forget it, be patient.Your purpose is to find out the reason for your rebirth, and for the truth, you have to suffer!To endure humiliation!The sky will send a great responsibility to the people of Sri Lanka!

There were people coming and going on the street, and it was inconvenient to talk. He needed to find a quiet place to ask Tong Yan about the current situation.

A few days ago, he secretly went back to the company to find out the news, but he heard from the cleaning aunt of the building that their boss He Xi was very guilty because of his jumping into the river, so he specially invited a psychological counselor to train everyone, and then told everyone not to work. There is too much pressure on him, and by the way, everyone will be on vacation for 3 months... He doesn't know if he is also dedicating himself to the happiness of the working class.

Tong Yan is the only person he can come into contact with recently that has something to do with his previous life.

"How about..." Mo Wen hesitated, and asked: Shall I take you home? "

Tong Yan stopped, looked at Mo Wen from top to bottom, raised his eyebrows, "Have you taken a fancy to me?"

"Ah?" Mo Wen didn't react for a while.Tong Yan was so drunk that he recognized herself as a woman?Although his current figure is a little slender, he is 1.8 meters three anyway.It seems that he is not clear...

"Didn't fall in love with me, so graciously want to send me home?" Tong Yan waved his hands in disgust again, "It's useless to fall in love with me, my sweetheart died not long ago, and I'm not in the mood now."

Mo Wen suddenly felt that the surrounding lights dimmed, as if the whole world