After I became the protagonist Bai Yueguang, I was in the Shura field [Transmigration Book]

In the end, Qiao Ying was not in a hurry to redeem, 008 thought he was reluctant to give up the points, and obediently closed the redemption interface.

Qiao Ying knew that it had misunderstood something, so she didn't open her mouth to explain, but asked: [Is the task panel only visible to me?It should be fine to display it like just now. 】

008 responded.

Only then did Qiao Ying feel relieved, turned off the wall lamp by the bed, and closed her eyelids.

Early the next morning, Qiao Ying was woken up by the alarm clock.

He got out of the rolled-up duvet, raised his hand to kill the bell, and after a long pause, he got up from the bed and went to the bathroom with plush slippers.

[Host good morning, what are you going to do today. 】Question 008 that ended standby.

[When going to the company, low-level artists have to report every day, otherwise their wages will be deducted.I don’t need to terminate the contract with you if I deduct a few more times, I won’t be able to pay the rent first, and I will sleep on the street and starve to death. 】

Perhaps it was because Qiao Ying had just woken up, not only her eyebrows and eyes, but also her voice was lazy.

The indifference in his body has not yet risen, making him look more and more like a fledgling student who has not yet graduated, giving people a strange feeling between an adult and a teenager.

008 was startled by the poorness of the host, and stopped talking again.

The location of the apartment that Qiao Ying rented was not very good. It was on the edge of the city. Strictly speaking, it was a bit remote and far away from the company.

After washing up, he took the watering can to the balcony.

Looking out from the window here, there are high-rise buildings covering the sky and the sun in the distance, and only a ray of morning light is occasionally revealed between one building after another.

Qiao Ying didn't have time to watch the sunrise, so she watered the cactus and left early to catch the first subway.

On the way, he opened the chat software, and news jumped out one after another, followed by a big bright red 99+.

Qiao Ying flicked the screen for a moment, and scrolled up. Except for the company's internal group that he had blocked earlier, the person who created so many red dots for him was the same person—his manager: Han Xiaozhong.

There was a sending time on the chat record, which clearly showed that since he hit someone and left the box in a grand manner, the other party has been sending him messages almost without interruption, most of which are thoughtless curses.

After figuring out the reason, Qiao Ying figured it out with his feet, Han Xiaozhong wouldn't say anything good.

He selectively ignored the curse words with dirty words, moved his index finger quickly, and swiped to the bottom.

A bright threat came into view.

[Qiao Ying, hello, don't come to the company today if you have the skills! ]

The subway was about to enter the station. Qiao Ying looked up at the display screen, stamped a few words on the screen with one hand, and clicked send.

[Really, then you stay away. ]

The attitude can be described as very arrogant.

After sending it, he threw the phone into his pocket and stopped looking at it.

Instead, 008, who was watching the whole process, let out a belated exclamation, 【Host, who was that person just now?How could he scold you like that, it's so rude! 】

Qiao Ying took out the earphone cable from his pocket and put it on, 【My manager. 】

When he said this, his voice was very low, obviously he was used to it, and even a little casual, as if the person being scolded had nothing to do with him.

008 asked again: 【Then why did he scold the host so much? 】

Ignoring personal grievances, Qiao Ying explained the cause and effect in a few words, 【He wanted someone to discipline me in secret, but I didn't do it, so he sent him to the hospital. 】

008 was taken aback when he heard this, and after a while he agreed against his will: [...Good fight!Resist unspoken rules, this is an unfair trading method and should be completely banned! 】

Qiao Ying thinks 008 is very interesting, the voice sounds like a kid, thin and tender.

But every time it is paired with its serious tone, it is full of joy.

The curvature of the corners of his lips turned up a little, and it was fleeting, and he had that indifferent look again.

The following 008 was very quiet all the way, it didn't speak, Qiao Ying assumed it didn't exist, entered the company as usual, and clocked in at the attendance office.

The artist industry is different from ordinary white-collar workers, especially low-level artists, who usually can only stay in the company honestly and attend classes, and occasionally have the opportunity to be taken out by the agent.

The most common situation is that there are too many monks and too few food, and a bunch of trainees and artists compete for the same resource.

Today is Monday, and the course schedule arranged by the company has been sent to the mobile phone, and the morning is dance practice.

When Qiao Ying approached the practice room, he could see it from a distance, and many people had already come inside.

The door of the practice room was not closed securely, he approached a little, and there were small voices coming from the crack of the door, it was a few artists who were with him at the same time.

"Brother Han was very angry when he came here today. I heard from Xia An that Qiao Ying beat someone when he went out with them last night."

"Qiao Ying? He looks cold and cheerless. Why is he so irritable? He doesn't know how to please."

"It's irritable. Otherwise, with such a face, how could he not be angry? If he didn't know how to restrain himself, he would have provoked Brother Han when he first joined the company, so he wouldn't be standing in a muddle like this..."

The conversation inside was not deliberately suppressed, and it could be heard clearly when standing at the door.

Qiao Ying's hand had just gripped the doorknob, when she heard that her knuckles loosened, her eyes flickered, and she pressed her palm against the door, giving up her original idea of ​​opening and closing it lightly, and pushed it away without any politeness.

This practice room has been used for several years, and the door often makes a harsh scratching sound when it is opened and closed, and ordinary people enter and exit lightly.

Now suddenly there was a loud noise, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Several people who were talking also turned their heads to look over.

The master who they were talking about behind was standing at the door of the practice room, one knee was slightly bent, the sole of his shoe was stepping on the threshold, and he stood there expressionlessly.

"..."

Several people who were talking were silent at the same time, and stared at each other for a long time. One of them, a boy with a baby face, had a strong psychological quality, his face changed slightly, and it seemed that nothing happened in a flash, and he greeted him with a smile.

"Is Qiao Ying here? I heard Brother Han and the others said that when you went out yesterday, you made a big splash."

Babyface's words were full of malice.

Qiao Ying glanced at him, her eyes seemed to be ice-cold, naturally very light, she said "um" coldly, not angry.

Babyface thought he was scared, there was clear contempt in his eyes, his voice was still smiling, and he engraved the word hypocrisy, "I heard that the limelight went to the hospital, it's amazing."

Qiao Ying lowered her head and wrapped the earphone cable, but did not make a sound.

After the baby face mocked a few more words, he raised his head slowly, with a bit of doubt in his eyes, and asked, "Why are you still here?"

The baby's face suddenly froze, and the professional smirks piled up couldn't be maintained anymore.

Dare to feel that he just said so much, everyone is empty.

He lowered his face, "I don't know what's good or bad."

Qiao Ying put away her earphones and said nothing, too lazy to argue with these little kids.

He put the shoulder bag down on the table, and went to the side to exercise his muscles and bones alone. The group of people who spoke before changed a new topic and continued to talk about the world.

The dance teacher arrived 10 minutes later, and as soon as he entered the door, he came towards Qiao Ying in the corner.

"Brother Han told me, if you come, let me tell you to go to his office, go quickly, you don't have to come back this morning."

Qiao Ying had just finished exercising her shoulders and neck, when she heard this, she stopped, said "um", took her backpack and went out.

Han Xiaozhong's office is not on the same floor as the practice room. When Qiao Ying took the elevator up, no one was there, and the door of the office was unlocked, so he went in first and waited.

008, who quietly followed him all the way, appeared now, [Host, who was that person just now, why did they say that about you behind your back. 】

Han Xiaozhong's status in the company is not high, so the location of the office is not very good, the small room is mostly full of things, it looks very narrow.

The windows here are also drawn tightly so that no light can get in.

Qiao Ying seemed to follow into his office, got up and opened the shutters, he said while pulling: [Can't remember what it's called, just gossip...]

The blinds were rolled up little by little, and the sunlight poured down from the front, all falling on Qiao Ying's face.

He squinted his eyes in the light, paused for a while, his expression changed slightly, and he said seriously: [Probably because they are not as handsome as me, so they are jealous of me. 】

008 who is ready to face the conspiracy at the bottom of the entertainment industry: […]

Qiao Ying said it seriously, 008 almost believed him, and he didn't play it perfunctory.

After hesitating for a moment, it recalled the faces it saw just now, and after comparing them several times, it found that what the host said might be the truth.

There were not only a few gossips, but all the artists in the practice room, at least in terms of appearance, 008 believed that none of them could compare to Qiao Ying.

This point can be easily distinguished even if the sensory system is innately closed.

Qiao Ying's appearance is very good, especially his eyes, which are full and rounded. They are standard peach blossom eyes. The pupils are black and white, but they are partial and always have a cold light.

He is exquisite from eyebrow to eye, like a beautiful flower, but he is neutralized by the thorny temperament of him.

If you have to use 008 to describe it, it has a sharp and thrilling aesthetic feeling.

After some comparison and analysis, after getting the results, 008 suddenly realized, and then wondered: [Even if they are not as tall as the host, they don't need to be like this. 】

Qiao Ying was even more puzzled than it: [I was just talking nonsense. 】

008 was taken aback for a moment, 【...Huh? 】

Qiao Ying raised her eyebrows slightly, and asked: [You don't take it seriously, do you? 】

008: […]

Qiao Ying nodded thoughtfully, thinking of something, and concluded: 【You are so easy to deceive. 】

008, who was so easy to deceive, stopped talking.

Qiao Ying faintly felt a little funny, and just as she let go of the curtain puller, she heard footsteps coming from the door.

The voice was urgent, coming over with great strides.

A few seconds later, the door of the office was pushed open from the outside.

Han Xiaozhong had a gloomy face, his eyes fixed on the person by the window.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the man didn't even lift his eyelids, let go, and sat down on the swivel chair in front of the desk, with a lazy posture.

Han Xiaozhong almost laughed at his freewheeling attitude, took a few steps forward, and closed the door behind his back.

"Qiao Ying, your brain is trapped by the door. You beat someone yesterday, but you still dare to come to the company today." He was not in a hurry to curse, but mocked in a cold voice.

"The low-level artists have low wages and can't afford to be absent." Qiao Ying didn't look up, but the voice came out.

Han Xiaozhong laughed twice, "You also know that you are an artist of the company. You have been disobedient and violated the company's orders several times. Our company can't afford such an arrogant artist like you. Pack up and get out."

Qiao Ying's right hand rested on the armrest of the swivel chair. Hearing this, he lifted it up, half-touched one side of his face, and changed into a more arrogant posture in the eyes of others.

"Does your order represent the company?" he asked, his voice very thin.

Han Xiaozhong was taken aback.

Qiao Ying's lips collided up and down, with a slight arc. From his point of view, he seemed to be smiling, but his expression was still cold.

"At that time, it was the company that signed the contract with me. Now the three-year contract period has not yet expired. If the contract is terminated early, I think... Your company should pay me five times the liquidated damages."

Qiao Ying's speaking speed was normal, and his enunciation was very clear. Han Xiaozhong could understand every word in the words that came out of his mouth, but when they were put together, he couldn't help being taken aback.

It took about half a minute for him to react, disbelief appeared in his pupils, he almost thought he had heard wrong, and stretched out a trembling hand to point at Qiao Ying.

"What did you just say? Liquidated damages, you asked me for liquidated damages?"

The young man in front of him nodded without hesitation.

Han Xiaozhong just thought it was ridiculous, and repeated it over and over, "How dare you come to ask me for liquidated damages? I didn't ask you to pay for the medical expenses, it's not bad, but you still..."

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

There was a sudden knock on the door, interrupting Han Xiaozhong's words. He was still immersed in the shock brought by Qiao Ying's words, and he didn't turn his head back to let him get out.

Instead, it was Qiao Ying who said something.

The door was pushed open a crack, and the little girl in a professional dress was poking her head.

The door is not soundproof, and she heard the sound of rolling just now, so she was a little nervous, afraid that the quarrel inside would affect her, and said quickly: "Brother Han, the new general manager of the head office came to inspect today, Secretary Zhu Ask all the employees of our department to go down to greet them, and they will arrive soon, and they are urging us to go down."

After the little girl finished speaking, she glanced at Han Xiaozhong's ashen complexion, and then closed the door after a few more instructions.

Qiao Ying heard her words clearly, blinked her eyes, and vaguely remembered that there was a notice in the company's internal group, but she didn't read it carefully.

His gaze unconsciously fell out of the glass window. A dark gray commercial vehicle galloped from the intersection, turned a corner, and stopped at the bottom of the building.

At the same time, 008's voice sounded, it was no longer pure doubt, but completely business-like, and the feeling of soft voice disappeared a lot.

【drop!The appearance of the "protagonist" life form was detected. 】

[The mission panel is being activated. 】