When the villain picks up the script

"Hi, Professor Wen, hello, I'm Li Shu."

The bell rang on the table in the living room, Wen Qinglan looked up, picked up the phone and connected the call, Li Shu's embarrassing voice came from the phone.

"Ah."

Wen Qinglan responded lightly.

Li Shu over there was not hurt by Wen Qinglan's indifferent attitude, and still said to himself: "Young master Xiao is losing his temper again, saying that he hasn't seen you in class for a few days, and he has dragged down his homework. He is locking himself in the room now, and no one wants to see him, Professor Wen, please go and have a look, say a few words casually, and send this kid away, look, okay?"

"can."

Li Shuxi thanked him unexpectedly, Wen Qinglan hung up the phone and sat on the sofa, looking down at his fingers.

Those were a pair of slender and powerful hands, fair and beautiful. When he hooked his fingers, there used to be a cold light flashing, and his old partner, the Gufeng sword, would be swallowing and spitting at his fingertips, but at this time, there was nothing.

After everyone left that day, he was admitted to the ward again, with special staff to take care of him, and a so-called psychiatrist to treat him.

Only then did Wen Qinglan know what kind of world she was in.

There are no monks, no demons, and no aura here. There is only something called science, which is everywhere in people's lives.

Wen Qinglan once imagined what a world without monks would be like, but his vision was by no means as specific as this one. Such a world is more perfect than he once imagined.

However, everyone here thinks he is Professor Wen, the top scholar in the so-called virtual computer field.

And it is very certain that he has been in such a state of cognitive confusion because he has been in the virtual world for too long and is affected by the virtual game world.

When Wen Qinglan casually asked Zhishen Chuan and Qianyu Continent.

The psychiatrist told him with some pity and understanding: ""The Legend of God" is the first large-scale virtual simulation game world invested by Tianyu Company. It is a very complete world of cultivating immortals. The game data in it once reached ten The degree of maturity is only because it is the world of cultivating immortals, and cultivating immortals is very developed. If players choose to become royals or concubines, they will not enjoy playing. Later, because of the popularity of cultivating immortals in the game world, the lives of ordinary people without talents become chaotic. After thinking about it, I decided to divide the mature data into two, into the world of martial arts and the world of cultivating immortals, and make a more targeted game, but something went wrong in the middle. At that time, Professor Wen, you decided to enter the game world, as an npc in the game Complete this task."

"So, Professor Wen, you have to understand that everything that real Qinglan experienced is just a false memory of the game, not your real identity. You are a professor, not Jingpingfeng's real Qinglan."

Wen Qinglan already understood what kind of world he was in. Even if he didn't agree with the psychiatrist's words, it didn't prevent him from pretending to have accepted and recovered.

It's just that Qianyu Continent is a virtual game data?

All he's been through is nothing but separated data?

There are no cultivators in this world at all, and those are just things that people imagined?

Wen Qinglan laughed immediately, the world is so big, who can be sure that he is the real one?

If the Qianyu Continent really existed in another world, it just happened that someone captured Xiao Jing's story, recorded it, and turned it into a game and a story, and the people who watched it just regarded it as a story and didn't know it. It's a piece of truth.

Back then when he separated the two worlds and used his body to transform into an array, he thought he would never wake up again, but who knew...

Wen Qinglan's heart moved slightly, thinking of the little apprentice who had the same origin as him, wondering if there was any credit for the little apprentice.

Thinking of the young master Xiao mentioned by Li Shu just now, Wen Qinglan decided to take a look.

The Xiao family is the largest shareholder of Tianyu Company, and the industry involved is not just games. With such a strong family support, Tianyu Company can develop and research virtual games without any scruples, and can also hire professors like Wen Qinglan, It can be said to be their gold master.

Although everyone does not necessarily need to lick the face of the Xiao family, but if they want to continue to obtain funds, they still support this big benefactor, especially the research done by Professor Wen. When the Xiao family invested money, they hardly blinked. , This is how Professor Wen patiently coaxed Xiao's children. After all, Professor Wen is not a pedantic person.

Xiao Xiaogongzi is the only grandson of the Xiao family. He is loved and has no worries about food and clothing. He is very interested in virtual games. After seeing Professor Wen's research, he was astonished, and cried and wanted to be Professor Wen's student. .

The Xiao family had no choice but to bring Mr. Xiao to the door. Some time ago, Professor Wen dealt with the separation data of the game world of "The Legend of the Gods". He had been sleeping in the game cabin and did not continue to teach. During Shu's phone call, Young Master Xiao lost his temper.

When Wen Qinglan drove to Xiao's house, a servant had already opened the door to welcome Wen Qinglan in. After the car parked in the garage, someone took Wen Qinglan to the little prince's residence.

The owner of Xiao's mansion is busy with work every day, so he often leaves young master Xiao alone, and the young master has the final say in this house.

As soon as Wen Qinglan walked to the stairs in the entrance, the closed door upstairs opened, and a boy who was only ten years old looked down at Wen Qinglan with his arms folded.

The young man stared at Wen Qinglan with deep and dark eyes. Seeing Wen Qinglan raised his eyes to meet his own, he smiled and said, "Professor Wen, you are here."

With this attitude, there is no image of crying and begging to go to class, Wen Qinglan couldn't help being a little suspicious.

However, facing this handsome and unparalleled face that was exactly like his little apprentice, Wen Qinglan wanted to find out again.

Suppressing the strangeness in her heart, Wen Qinglan nodded coldly, and went upstairs: "Where do you want to have class?"

Young Master Xiao raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little surprised by Wen Qinglan's attitude, but then he said, "It's in my room, come in."

Young Master Xiao made room for Wen Qinglan, and invited Wen Qinglan into the room.

The room is large, simple and comfortable, and has the characteristics of a young boy. There is a guitar hanging in the corner, and there is a music stand under it. Not far from the piano stand is the desk. Going inside the desk is the bed, and there is a balcony outside. Throwing a telescope randomly on the ground.

Xiao Xiaogong took Wen Qinglan to the desk, and threw out a book with a 'snap'.

Wen Qinglan looked down, it was a book "Virtual Data and Modern Computer Technology".

Xiao Xiaogongzi said: "Professor Wen's last coding tutorial was only halfway through, shall we continue today?"

Wen Qinglan choked a little. If he was the real Professor Wen, then he would naturally continue talking today.

The problem is, he is Wen Qinglan, does he want to teach the other party how to meditate, practice and communicate with spiritual energy?

However, he also came here to confirm the relationship between Young Master Xiao and Xiao Jing. Now that he saw each other, he was even more puzzled. This Young Master Xiao looks so similar to Xiao Jing, but his temperament is completely different. He is young and rebellious, and Looking at the attitude of the other party, there is no sense of familiarity at all. Could it be that Xiao Jing has lost his memory?

Seeing Wen Qinglan, he didn't make a sound, but just looked at the book in silence.

Xiao Xiaogongzi smiled knowingly, something flashed in his eyes, he put away the book and said: "Professor Wen hasn't come for a few days, he might be unfamiliar, why don't you take a rest first, and then teach tomorrow, the professor will go back to his room first." Look, I still have the professor's guest room ready."

As soon as this remark came out, just as Wen Qinglan wanted it, he was very strange about the current situation, so he decided to check it out, then accepted the book and went to the room arranged by Young Master Xiao.

There is nothing special about Xiao's house. Wen Qinglan is considered a mortal now, and at night, she falls asleep naturally.

But in the middle of the night, the door creaked open.

Although Wen Qinglan has become a mortal, he is not the real Professor Wen after all, but a real Qinglan who has lived in the crisis-ridden cultivation world for more than 400 years.

Although she had lost her cultivation, she was still vigilant. As soon as the door opened, Wen Qinglan became sober.

He stared at the door calmly, but saw Young Master Xiao walking in with his head poking his head.

Wen Qinglan frowned, and looked intently at Young Master Xiao, only to see that the other party's eyes were open, with a dazed expression on his face, he groped to the side of Wen Qinglan's bed in a few steps, lifted the quilt and lay down in it.

After lying down, he turned around, looked straight at Wen Qinglan's face, then suddenly put his arms around Wen Qinglan, rubbed against the other's neck, and then curled up his lips and closed his eyes in satisfaction.

This strange movement made Wen Qinglan frown. He half propped up his body, and looked down at Xiao Xiaogong's tightly closed eyes.

Under the moonlight, the other party's dark eyebrows, narrow and long closed eyes, and thin red lips, the more he looked, the more he resembled Xiao Jing.

Wen Qinglan reached out and touched Young Master Xiao's face, thinking, could it be that Xiao Jing's soul is left in the other party's body?

But now he doesn't have much cultivation, and he can't check the soul of a stranger, so he can only stare at Xiao Xiaogong's face and think secretly.

If it is said that after fulfilling his Dao heart, the one Wen Qinglan felt most sorry for was the little disciple.

Xiao Jing followed him and became his Taoist companion, but later because he was busy with separating the two worlds, he couldn't give Xiao Jing a title, and he never even mentioned to Xiao Jing about his body transformation. Let Xiao Jing face the pain of loss again.

This time he was destined to wake up again, so he wanted to find Xiao Jing and make up for his little apprentice.

Thinking of this, Wen Qinglan lay down in peace.

On the second day, he was woken up by a violent shaking.

Wen Qinglan opened his eyes with a sullen face, got up and looked, and saw Xiao Xiaogong standing on the ground with a gloomy face, wearing a bed sheet, staring at Wen Qinglan angrily.

Wen Qinglan stared at the other party with some displeasure due to the routine of mortals, and said coldly: "It's so early in the morning, what's the trouble?"

Looking up at the clock, it was only five o'clock in the morning.

Xiao Xiaogong laughed angrily, and pointed at Wen Qinglan angrily: "Okay, okay, you..."

Seemingly unwilling to continue, he pursed his lips, shook his sleeves and turned to leave.