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

008 stopped talking, and quietly closed his mouth.

Qiao Ying poked the screen a few times, clicked save, and then threw the phone into his pocket.

He stretched out his hand, thought for a while, then lifted his foot instead, and kicked it lightly.

The bathroom door hit the tiled wall with a loud bang and bounced back.

The sudden sound made several people inside startled at the same time, subconsciously turning around.

Qiao Ying stood at the door, retracted her legs unhurriedly, and tilted her head slightly, "Is there anyone inside?" He asked while talking: [008, do you have any impression of the faces of these people? 】

008 said: [Yes, it's a group performer who had a scene with you not long ago, the one in the middle is an artist who has just debuted, and the role is not many, only about five seconds. 】

The master who was discussing behind the scenes appeared in front of him unexpectedly, and the faces of several people inside turned pale and pale, and even a timid one was made to take a step back by the sound, and subconsciously hid behind his companion.

The companion who blocked him changed his face, and he forced a smile to greet Qiao Ying, "Brother Qiao also came to the toilet, what a coincidence?"

After he finished speaking, the people hiding behind him hurriedly laughed and whispered hello, but the person in the middle didn't respond at all, their mouths were tightly pursed.

The first to speak tugged at the sleeve of the man in the middle.

The latter raised his eyes slantingly, and the expression on his face was not very impatient. He laughed mockingly, "Brother Joe, is he worthy? He heard it when he heard it. Are you afraid of others if you dare to do it yourself?"

At times like this, Qiao Ying was always unhurried, her whole body showed a sense of carelessness from inside to outside, she looked like she was angry, but at the same time she didn't seem to care at all, but that face was still cold.

Just like now, he even said something to 008 with great interest: 【Ah...he's really weird. 】

008: […]

The person who spoke first changed his expression after hearing what the person in the middle said. He smiled awkwardly at Qiao Ying, and dragged the people behind him away in a hurry.

When the person in the middle passed by Qiao Ying, he deliberately looked up at him. His eyes were full of provocation, disdain and sarcasm. The lights in the bathroom intertwined with the lights in the corridor during the day, which happened to illuminate the jealousy in his eyes. With envy.

Qiao Ying's face remained unchanged, and he looked over without hesitation.

He walked into the bathroom, did what he planned to do slowly, washed his hands, and walked out of the bathroom.

The water stains extending from the beach of scented tea were stepped on a few times, attached to the soles of the shoes, and followed the owner of the shoes, leaving a few footprints that became shallower and shallower.

Qiao Ying glanced out of the corner of her eye, and saw that the few small flowers that had been lying in the center of the scented tea were kicked away as if someone had vented their anger, and landed on the tiled wall, sliding down slowly, leaving a long water stain.

He commented: [I don’t care about hygiene. 】

008 didn't know what to say, it thought, at this time, shouldn't the reaction of Qiao Ying, who was being maliciously imagined, be very angry?

Facts have proved that the person concerned did not have any abnormal reaction at all.

008 sometimes really thinks its host is very strange, it is obviously a cold and indifferent appearance, it looks like it is easy to get angry, and occasionally frowning looks like it is angry, but it has never really been angry. No.

When he was closest to being angry, it was when he was woken up due to lack of sleep, and not long ago when Lin Huaiyun was chased all the way to the hotel entrance by a illegitimate fan.

At other times, no matter what he said on the surface, the monitoring data given by the system will always be stable at the same value.

Not just angry, joy, anger, sorrow, joy, he has almost none.

Many times, Qiao Ying's emotions approached these four words infinitely, but that was only approaching, not real vivid emotions.

He is irritable and close to angry because of lack of sleep, unpalatable food, and the weather is too hot; he bends his lips close to happiness because of a gust of wind passing through the hall, delicious snacks and milk tea.

To put it bluntly, all Qiao Ying's "approaching" emotions are obtained from "things", and when facing "people", his emotions are always stable at a specific value, more like 008 All true machines, with two exceptions.

One time was when he saw Qin Yizhi's face clearly in the nursing home, and the other time was when he went out for supper with Lin Huaiyun and accidentally got drunk.

These are the most authentic Qiao Ying's inner emotions reflected by 008 through system monitoring.

His heart is really like an ice flower that cannot be covered.

What's even more strange is that Qiao Ying has more abundant and superficial emotions than his inner heart.

He is a person who reveals an inappropriate joy in his indifference, and a bit of a poisonous tongue in his joy, and when he has a poisonous tongue, he has the emotion of a leisurely bystander.

008 wanted to ask a lot of questions, but it also knew that most of the questions it didn't ask would not get answers from Qiao Ying.

【Host. ] 008 called softly.

Qiao Ying kept walking, 【What's wrong? 】

008 said: [I think you should find time to pay attention to the mission, Lin Huaiyun's mission is almost halfway through, and by the way, so is Qin Yizhi. 】

Qiao Ying paused suddenly, 【Why so fast? 】

[Because you asked me to cancel the notification sound.So not every task progress will have a notification sound, I just remind you. 】

Qiao Ying wiped the water from her hands, and threw the soaked tissue into the trash can at the corner.

[008, tell me, what exactly is this mission. 】Qiao Ying narrowed her eyes slightly, 【Why don't you, as a system, know about tasks? In general, isn't the system issuing tasks for the host to complete?Why it came to me, instead, it was left to me to guess. 】

He pressed the elevator button, stepped on the shadow of the person in front of him into the elevator, and pressed the button on the first floor, [I haven't read the original book, I don't know the mission, and I didn't even know who the mission object was at the beginning, even...]

Qiao Ying paused, 【In the beginning, I didn't even know that this world was a book. 】

He stepped out of the elevator, and it was noon, when the sun was at its hottest.

Sunlight came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows next to the elevator. Qiao Ying raised his hand, and the sunlight fell on the skin on the back of his hand, which was white enough to dazzle.In the air, fine dust floats quietly, clearly visible in the sunlight.

Everything is so gentle.

It's also very real.

Qiao Ying can see, hear, feel, and touch.

[008, all of this is obviously very real. 】Qiao Ying's voice was very soft, so soft that 008 thought it wasn't for himself, but just an inexplicable exclamation.

Qiao Ying returned to Wu Wenmei, "Sister Wu, I sent you something."

Wu Wenmei put more than half of the scented tea left in her hand on the carved wooden table, took out her mobile phone, and the new message showed a recording file.

Wu Wen raised his eyebrows and put it to his ear.

Perhaps it was far away, the voice was a little fuzzy, but it was clear enough for people to hear what the people inside were saying, every word and every word was clear.

Wu Wen's smile faded a lot.

She put the phone away, looked through the lens, and looked at Qiao Ying with a little appreciation, "Did you do anything?"

Qiao Ying knew what she was talking about, and said flatly, "It's not worth it."

The admiration in Wu Wen's eyebrows and eyes became stronger, the corners of his lips curled up, and he said in a low voice: "So, I still like to deal with smart people, how easy it is."

"Leave this matter to me. You don't have to worry about it. If someone does this again, you should know what to do." Wu Wenmei returned to her normal volume.

Qiao Ying nodded, remembering what she heard before, frowned, and asked in a low voice: "Sister Wu, the investment they mentioned in the recording is..."

Wu Wen raised his eyebrows, adjusted his glasses, and covered his eyes with unknown meaning, "Don't you have an answer in your heart?"

She paused, and her evaluation of Qiao Ying suddenly overlapped with what Fu Guqing said a long time ago.

"You are a smart person. The only advantage of dealing with smart people is that you don't need to spread and tear everything up, and put it on the bright side."

Qiao Ying lowered her eyes, and her eyelashes spread out a fan-shaped neat shadow on the eyelids, "I see."

Wu Wenmei laughed, "Go and rest, rest time is hard-earned."

Back at the hotel at night, Qiao Ying was carrying a bag of things. At the door of the suite that was known to be the closest to him, but not any member of the crew, he took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"I'm at the door of your room." Without waiting for the person opposite to speak, he continued: "Sister Wu told me the room number."

After a pause, Qiao Ying added: "You are not allowed to threaten her with salary and year-end dividends, and you are not allowed to abuse your power to send her emails."

Chu Yu on the other end of the phone: "..."

He opened his mouth, sat up from the couch unconsciously, and looked at the door, as if his eyes were going to penetrate the door.

Chu Yu shouted, "Mr. Qiao..." His voice was a little hoarse, and there was a sense of lingering and affection in his shouting.

Qiao Ying said succinctly: "20 seconds, open the door, or I will leave."

Chu Yu was silent for a while, not bothering to cover up anything, stood up in a hurry, and opened the door with difficulty.

As soon as the door opened, he didn't see the person he was thinking of, and threw a bag of things at him head-on.

Chu Yu stretched out his hand to pick it up reflexively, held the thing firmly in his arms, looked up eagerly, and there was a sense of anticipation in his voice.

"Mr. Qiao."

Qiao Ying stared at his face.

These two people were fighting like children playing, they deliberately greeted each other hard in the face, and hugged each other with the same thought, so as to make the other person shameless, so the scars on their faces were much heavier than those on their bodies.

Qiao Ying just stared at his face, her eyes moved imperceptibly, from the eyebrows to the injured jaw.

The more Qiao Ying remained silent, the more frightened Chu Yu became, her heart was empty and she had no foundation at all.

Qiao Ying withdrew her gaze and asked knowingly, "How did you make your face?"

Chu Yu's eyes shifted, and he drooped with a guilty conscience, just in time to see clearly what was in his arms - a bag full of bruise medicines.

Chu Yu was slightly stunned, and then realized that Qiao Ying probably already knew it, and he felt even more guilty, his head drooped and drooped, trying to make up for it: "Mr. Qiao..."

Qiao Ying said, "Will you let me in?"

Chu Yu was a little strange. The purpose of this question was very strong, and the words were sharp and direct. It was obviously impatient, but it was still cold when it came out of his mouth. It didn't look like Qiao Ying would say it normally. if.

He was stunned for a while, then he came to his senses, and hastily stepped aside from the door to let Qiao Ying in.

Chu Yu put the bag down on the coffee table, and sat down obediently. It was rare that the word "obedient" appeared on him, perhaps because he knew he was guilty.

"You haven't answered my question yet," Qiao Ying reminded.

Chu Yu looked left and right, and various excuses flashed through his mind. He organized all the excuses, opened his mouth, and was about to say something, but when he looked up, he froze.

Qiao Ying looked at him, her voice was very weak, "How did you figure out how to lie to me?"

Chu Yu: "..."

All the words that came to his throat were swallowed again, and he said honestly: "...I got into a fight with someone."

Qiao Ying glanced at him, and didn't continue to ask, it was meaningless. Since Chu Yu didn't want to say anything, it was meaningless to continue asking.

Qiao Ying changed the subject, and suddenly asked another irrelevant question: "What's the matter with investment?"

Chu Yu's figure froze for a moment, and he pulled the corner of his mouth pretending to be stupid, but accidentally touched the scar on his face, and his expression looked particularly fierce.

"What investment?"

"Chu Yu, don't play dumb."

After Chu Yu fell silent, there was only a long silence in the room.He lowered his head, Qiao Ying couldn't see his expression clearly, he could only see a blur.

"Mr. Qiao, you obviously know everything."

His words seemed to point to something, but when he carefully read the past, he found that it was just an illusion.

After Chu Yu finished speaking, she pursed her lips tightly, and vaguely saw her expression from the spotless glass coffee table, which was more indifferent than crying.

The author has something to say: Chu Yu is still wronged today.

Chu Yu: Not happy: (, Teacher Qiao didn’t care about me, he didn’t even understand what I was talking about!!! Not happy at all, you have to hug and hold high to comfort me.

Qiao Ying: ...

Chu Yu (Counseled): No kisses and hugs, then, that, that... If you treat me better, I will be happy...

Qiao Ying: ...

Chu Yu (continues to counsel): Okay, okay, I'm happy, I'm not angry, I forgive you, woo.

Humble and delicate, online grievances.jpg.

008: Ah, ah...forget it, since he already said that he is not unhappy, then don't tell him that the host is distressed ovo.

Sigh, Chu Yu didn't know what he missed.