Be a ruthless NPC in a holographic game

It is commonplace to quarrel with mother on the phone, and it has long been commonplace, so as soon as she hung up the phone, Song Jing put this matter behind her.

After the same company explained their resignation, the official posted an announcement on Weibo and the official website the next day.

[aoi official: It is unfortunate news that the real person playing NPC Song Baiyu left yesterday, so starting from [-]:[-] this morning, Song Baiyu will not appear in the game again.But don’t worry everyone, the new npc will meet you soon ~ please look forward to it ~]

After the official news was released, it immediately caused a sensation among the players.

[Fuck, Song Baiyu resigned? ?real? ? ? 】

【Are you kidding me?It's not April Fool's Day. 】

[No, I don't believe it, how could Song Baiyu resign? Didn't he broadcast live with you last time? 】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ! ! ! 】

Everyone in Xiaocheng was also shocked.

Since Song Jing won the first place in the event last time, then quit the guild and changed their name, they have never heard of Song Jing again.

Not only that, but there was no news of their president.

It is impossible for them not to think about Song Baiyu resigning suddenly.

However, no matter how they sent messages to their president, their president remained silent and did not respond.

Everyone in Xiaocheng suddenly had bad associations.

……

It is normal for the Npc to resign and the official to issue a notice to the players.

So after resigning, Song Jing didn't pay attention to the news of the company and the game.

However, there are several news about Feng Zhique every day.

[Feng: What are you doing. 】

Make no sense.

[Feng: Just take care of me. 】

Make no sense.

【Feng: Xiao Songsong, when will you come to work with me? 】

Song Jing finally couldn't hold back.

【Song: Why are you so idle? Don't you work? 】

Feng Zhique returned quickly.

[Feng: You reply to my message and I will go to work. 】

After sending it, I specially sent a coquettish expression.

Song Jing's eyes twitched.

[Song: I turned off the phone. 】

Then, without waiting for Feng Zhique's reply, he turned off the phone directly.

After turning off the phone, he looked up at the time on the wall clock on the wall, and then recalled how much food was left at home, so he changed his clothes and went out.

After driving for about ten minutes, Song actually arrived at the supermarket.

This is a large supermarket with three floors, so there are many people.

After Song Jing entered the supermarket, he took the escalator up the stairs, thinking about the things he was going to buy later.

In the meantime, I don't know if it was his illusion, but he seemed to vaguely feel that someone was watching him from the direction behind him.

But when he turned his head, he saw nothing.

Song Jing frowned, thinking that he should have thought too much.

After taking the escalator upstairs and entering the supermarket, he never liked wasting time outside, so after picking up the things he wanted to buy, he turned around and pushed the cart to the cashier to check out.

The whole process didn't even take 10 minutes.

And during this entire period, the feeling of being stared at has always existed and never disappeared.

But just like before, when he turned his head, he still couldn't see anything, couldn't find anything.

Song Jing frowned, feeling a bad feeling in his heart.

He intends to leave as soon as the bill is settled.

The things I bought were not too many, and after a few minutes, Song Jing scanned the QR code to pay the bill.

After paying the bill, he picked up the packing bag and was about to leave, but at this moment, someone tapped him on the shoulder from behind.

Song Jing was caught off guard and turned around.

Turning around, a strange face instantly caught his eyes.

It's a strange man.

I have never seen it before, but for some reason, the other party looked at Song Jing with an excited expression on his face, as if he saw some big star.

Song Jing asked with a cold face, "What's the matter?"

The man stared at Song Jing's cold face, and said in an excited voice, "I knew it, I didn't recognize the wrong person! I just stared all the way and couldn't be sure, but now I can finally be sure!"

Song Jing: "What?"

The man stretched out his hand and subconsciously wanted to grab Song Jing's hand, but Song Jing reacted very quickly and took a step back in time to hide.

The man became even more excited when he saw Song Jing dodging with quick eyes and hands.

The man looked excited, "I knew it! You are Song Baiyu, right?"

This indifferent expression, this retreating movement, definitely belonged to Song Baiyu.

Song Jing was stunned for a moment, and realized how the other party knew him.

He said with a cold face, "What's the matter?"

Hearing the sound, the man blushed slightly, and said shyly and nervously, "I...I have liked you for a long time...you are really amazing...I admire you very much...It was not officially announced before that the npcs are all real people When I played the role, I hated you very much, thinking why there are such perverted npcs... But when it was officially announced that the npcs were all played by real people, and I brought you on the live broadcast... I became special admire you……"

The man blushed and spoke incoherently, as if he was a fan of Song Jing.

—but he wasn't interested in listening.

He is no longer Song Baiyu.

The man continued to speak incoherently and illogically.

"I really admire you, and I feel that other npcs are not as powerful as you... There are fans on the Internet who have created a fan group for you, but I think, among so many people, only I like you the most... I also specially Print out your picture and stick it on the wall..."

Song Jing was expressionless and indifferent.

But thinking about why the other party still likes him, he said politely, "Thank you for liking."

The man paused, looked at his cold face, and lowered his head shyly.

The man stammered, "No... nothing... I didn't do anything..."

Song Jing glanced at the time coldly and said, "Sorry, I have to go."

The man froze for a moment, regained his senses, and immediately said in a dazed and enthusiastic way, "Oh, then I'll send you down!"

Song Jing frowned subconsciously, and replied, "No need."

The man smiled and insisted, "It's okay, don't worry about me, I'm free, I have a lot of time!"

But in fact, it was only because Song wanted to be alone.

But it took less than 3 minutes to take the escalator downstairs from here, so Song actually endured it.

He didn't want to talk nonsense with him here, so he glanced at him, then looked away and didn't speak.

The man knew that Song had acquiesced, and followed happily.

The man followed behind Song Jing, babbling, "Bai Yu, you are simply too good. I heard that you didn't play games very much before. I really can't imagine how you did it..."

Song Jing didn't look sideways, didn't return, and didn't respond.

The man suddenly thought of something, and then said, "By the way, I saw today's announcement. Are you really going to resign?"

Song Jing heard the sound, and it took several seconds before he realized, and replied, "Yes."

The man's expression froze.

The man's expression froze, and he became extremely ugly for a while. With a blue face, he asked cautiously, "Aren't you going to think about it any more? Are you not going back?"

Song Jing didn't look back, "No."

The man asked, "Why?"

Song Jing was a little impatient, "There is no reason."

Hearing the sound, the man raised his voice, and immediately raised his voice, "You resigned, what about the NPC Song Baiyu? What about me? What about those who like you?!"

Song Jing frowned, with a puzzled expression, "What does it have to do with me?"

Hearing his words, the man's eyes widened, and he froze in place for a moment, as if extremely shocked.

"You... actually said what does it have to do with you?" The man was shocked, unbelievable, "I like you so much, yet you actually ask what does it have to do with you?"

Song Jing was finally completely impatient.

Song Jing's face was sullen, and his voice was cold, "Because you like me, so I have to be responsible for you."

Song Jing's merciless face made the man froze, his face was black and blue, and the smile on his face completely disappeared.

He looked at Song Jing, his eyes full of joy and love gradually became ferocious and distorted.

The man sneered, "Okay...that's what you said...don't regret it..."

Song Jing looked at the expression on the man's face, and suddenly had a bad feeling. He frowned, and subconsciously took half a step back, away from him.

But by this time it was too late.

Song Jing and the man were standing next to the escalator. After he took a step back, the next second, the man suddenly reached out to grab him and suddenly pushed towards the escalator.

Song was caught off guard, and his body suddenly fell into the air.

The passers-by around opened their mouths in shock.

"It's not good! Someone fell!"

……

When I woke up again, the scene in front of me had changed from a supermarket to a ward.

When Song Jing lay on the hospital bed and opened his eyes again, he was in a daze for a while, unable to realize what was going on in front of him for a while.

He froze for a moment, then raised his hands and got up, and was about to get out of bed immediately.

But as soon as he moved, he found that he couldn't move. Not only that, he saw that his arms and arms were tied with thick plaster and bandages.

Only then did Song Jing react belatedly.

Ah, remember, he was pushed down the escalator.

After regaining consciousness, the pain in the limbs seemed to have finally reached the central nervous system. Song Jing frowned tightly and couldn't help moaning in a low voice.

The person lying beside the bed woke up instantly.

Feng Zhique was awakened by Song Jing's groans, opened his eyes suddenly, and immediately looked in his direction in a panic.

Seeing that he finally woke up, Feng Zhique was slightly relieved at first, but after seeing the pained look on his face, he immediately became nervous again.

"Where does it hurt?" Feng Zhique looked at him nervously.

Song Jing has always been able to bear it. He took a deep breath and suppressed the desire to moan because of the pain.

He suppressed it, and immediately turned his gaze to Feng Zhique, after seeing the faint blackness in Feng Zhique's eyes, his eyes couldn't help being slightly complicated for a moment, and then he asked, "... When did you come. "

Hearing the sound, Feng Zhique immediately replied obediently, "As soon as the hospital takes your mobile phone and calls me, I'll come over."

The black and blue under Feng Zhique's eyes at this moment clearly told Song Jing that he obviously didn't just come here for a while.

So he asked, "When did the hospital call?"

Feng Zhique replied, "Yesterday."

Thinking back to yesterday at the company, I suddenly received a call from him, and was about to chuckle secretly, thinking that he would actually call me, I must have missed him, but when the call was connected, unexpectedly, It turned out that the hospital called from his phone.

Suddenly, Feng Zhique was in chaos, and all the blood on his face disappeared.

And when Feng Zhique rushed to the hospital in a hurry, he saw him lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, not knowing whether he was dead or alive, Feng Zhique's eyes suddenly went dark.

Now thinking back to the scene he saw when he rushed to the hospital yesterday, Feng Zhique couldn't help but feel scared for a while.

And as for the person who caused him to lie down in the hospital, claiming that it was only because he liked him, Feng Zhique had already hired a lawyer immediately yesterday, and he was bound to make that person pay as much as he could, and to be able to stay in prison. Let him squat for as many years as you want.

Feng Zhique's eyes were gloomy, and his face was icy cold.

If conditions permit, I'm afraid Feng Zhique won't hire a lawyer right away, or he didn't plan to hire a lawyer at all from the beginning to the end, but let that person stand in the position where he was pushed down, and then let him do it himself , let him come and 'experience' it himself.

However, compared to Feng Zhique who was full of thoughts of killing people, on the other hand, the righteous master had a calm expression on his face, and he didn't take it seriously at all.

He is very open.

Sometimes, when bad luck arrives, no matter how hard you try, you can't hide it. It's better to accept your fate, and self-pity is useless.

After Song Jing asked, he tilted his head and asked again, "...Then you are here to accompany me all day, right?"

Feng Zhique would seem very understatement, "Yeah."

Song Jing was speechless, looking at the black and blue under Feng Zhique's eyes, his heart suddenly became more complicated.

He couldn't help but asked again, "...What about your job?"

Feng Zhique pressed the center of his eyebrows wearily, and said concisely, "There is no rush for work."

Song Jing saw that he looked tired, and his voice paused slightly, "You didn't sleep?"

Feng Zhique's voice was hoarse and low, "I slept for half an hour just now."

After finishing speaking, as if he was afraid that Song Jing would be worried, he added a special sentence.

"Do not worry about me."

After a whole day and night, after only sleeping for half an hour, Song couldn't help frowning slightly.

He frowned slightly, hesitated for a while, and then moved his body a little to the side of the bed with difficulty.

Seeing him leave, Feng Zhique's tired expression instantly turned concerned and tense, "Is it uncomfortable there? I'll rub it for you."

"No." Song Jing denied, and then said with a slightly hesitant voice, "Uh, you..."

"Huh?" Feng Zhique had a puzzled look on his face.

"Are you sleepy, do you want to go to bed and sleep for a while?" He asked unnaturally.

Feng Zhique was stunned for a moment, and finally came to his senses, then the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, and asked softly, "Are you sure?"

According to common sense, Feng Zhique should be the most happy to hear what Song Jing said just now, and he was afraid that Song Jing would suddenly regret it, so he immediately agreed, how could he ask him if he was sure.

Song Jing was stunned for a while, although he didn't understand and was a little puzzled, he still hummed.

Feng Zhique looked at him with a gentle smile in his eyes, "I'm so happy, are you seducing me in disguise?"

Song Jing: "?" What kind of seduction.

Feng Zhique was still rippling as he said, "But it's a pity that now is not the time, how about you come to seduce me after you recover?"

Song Jing: "...?" He couldn't understand at all.

Seeing his puzzled expression, Feng Zhique turned slightly sideways, motioning him to look behind him.

Song Jing was stunned for a moment, looked around, and then saw...another bed.

He was silent.

Song Jing finally understood, her ears turned red, and after holding back for a long time, she finally said, "...I didn't mean that."

Feng Zhique's lips curled up, his eyes were tender and sweet, and he said, "I don't mind if you mean that."

Song actually decided to shut up.

Shut up Song Jing, Feng Zhique suddenly turned serious, and said solemnly, "I have already sent someone to bring your luggage to my place."

Song Jing was caught off guard and subconsciously asked, "...why?"

Feng Zhique: "You are injured now, is there anyone at home who can take care of you?"

When Song Jing heard this, the first reaction in his mind was, "I can..."

Feng Zhique seemed to have expected what Song was going to say, so the expression on his face instantly turned serious, "What nonsense, you can't even move now, how can you take care of yourself like this."

Song Jing was speechless and unable to refute.

After a while, he accepted his fate and asked silently, "Then I'll pass, who will take care of me? Nanny?"

Song Jing subconsciously thought that the person who will take care of him should be the nanny or aunt of Feng Zhique's family.

After hearing this, Feng Zhique replied very solemnly, "Me."

Song Jing fell silent again.

He had... a bad feeling.