[Rebirth] Messiah of the Nightingale

Seeing that He Qianqiu didn't respond, Qi Yan became more courageous, slid his fingertips across the man's cheeks, and turned his head to let his lips glue together.

The breaths close at hand blend with each other, and the touch of soft lips is so beautiful that it makes one's heart palpitate.Qi Yan's throat was dry, and his breathing was unknowingly short of breath. He couldn't help but licked He Qianqiu's lips, and kissed him hard.The tip of the tongue pried open the lips and teeth, and entangled deeply in the mouth.The scent of Earl Gray tea and the man's own scent merged into a warm and intoxicating torrent, which flowed into Qi Yan's throat through entanglement of his mouth, and spread towards his limbs.Like melting honey, luscious and warm, eroding bone and blood.

"Hmm..." Qi Yan groaned unconsciously, bending over to kiss was too hard, unknowingly sitting on He Qianqiu's lap, his taste buds delicately swept across the man's palate, the kiss was warm and active.

He Qianqiu clasped the armrests calmly. It was rare for a little singer to throw himself into his arms, but he had to pretend to be asleep and not respond. This kind of torture was horrific. He had never fought zombies so hard in his previous life.

Messiah 2.0 finally showed mercy: "Ding—the trigger condition is met, and the energy point increases by 9 points."

Qi Yan was awakened by the notification sound. Seeing He Qianqiu's brows frowning slightly, he hurriedly stood up, his heart beating so violently that his breathing became short. He clenched his fists tightly, it was too dangerous, and he almost lost his mind.

He looked at the lower panel, and when he had accumulated enough points, he immediately turned around and left.After walking a few steps, he turned back, took the blanket on the side and covered He Qianqiu, and carefully tucked the edge of the blanket into his shoulders.

When getting closer, He Qianqiu's breath lightly sprinkled on the earlobe, and a crisp heat diffused from the base of the ear.Qi Yan trembled all over, and finally couldn't hold it back, and fled in despair.

After returning to the guest bedroom, I immediately spent [-] energy points to connect to the customer service, but I waited longer than the previous two times.

After a while, the customer service with the metal voice responded slowly: "What's the matter?"

This time the customer service's emotions were too revealing, Qi Yan couldn't help asking: "Mr. Customer Service, you are in a bad mood, what happened?"

Customer service: "I was bitten by a cat, and I didn't have time to clean it up, so it ran away."

Qi Yan laughed loudly: "Mr. Customer Service, can you do it, even a cat can bully you."

There was a strange silence on the other side, and Qi Yan suddenly realized that he had said something wrong, and stammered to explain, "A-actually, I mean that Mr. Customer Service is very gentle...and very gentle with cats..."

"Write it down first, there is always time to settle accounts." The voice of the customer service was hoarse, which made Qi Yan's back feel inexplicably cold, "Okay, tell me, what's the matter?"

Only then did Qi Yan put away his smile. After hesitating for a while, he mustered up the courage to ask, "Messiah...does he have the privilege to kill people?"

"No." The customer service replied simply, "The real savior never uses taking life as a means."

This declaration was too holy, and Qi Yan had a momentary impulse to yell that I quit.

"Nightingale, you are a unique and precious existence in this world. No one is worthy of your sins." The metallic voice of the customer service was wonderfully comforting and seductive, "Who do you want to kill?"

Qi Yan had a wonderful premonition, as if as long as he said that name, that mysterious metallic sound would help him realize his wish.

His lips moved, and the first thing that came to mind was not the name, but the soft touch that remained on his lips just now.As if with the power to heal everything, bit by bit the deep pain and regret were washed away.

"Speak out." The voice of the customer service was full of encouragement, "This is obtained in exchange for twenty energy points."

So Tang Yue's life is worth twenty energy points?About the same as two kisses with He Qianqiu?

Qi Yan suddenly felt sympathetic to Tang Yue.

"If..." Qi Yan hesitated, "I mean hypothetically, that person might have something to do with the mission?"

"The system will handle it properly."

Messiah 2.0: "Don't drag me in on your own."

This was still aimed at the customer service, but Qi Yan didn't hear it.

"Then, what about Mr. Customer Service?" Qi Yan continued to ask, "Will Mr. Customer Service lose his job?"

The customer service paused for a while longer, "Why do you think so?"

Qi Yan said: "Because you said it was a sin just now."

"I didn't expect you to be smarter than I thought."

"Thank you for the compliment... I don't know how stupid you think I am!"

"Actually, don't worry at all, there will be a new customer service to take over from me."

Qi Yan paused.The customer service of this system can almost win the title of gold medal customer service. They are too considerate and sacrificial, even more Messiah than Messiah.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and smiled, "Thank you, Mr. Customer Service, but no need."

"Are you sure? It's rare that I'm in a good mood. There won't be a second chance like this."

"Well," Qi Yan's smile gradually brightened, and even his voice became as gentle and bright as moonlight, "Because, it's also not worth letting you bear the sin."

After the communication was cut off, Messiah 2.0 asked the customer service deeply, "Do you know how serious the consequences of doing this are?"

He Qianqiu smiled, reached out his hand from under the blanket, and stretched comfortably, "He won't."

"What if?! If he really asks, are you really going to kill someone? The Administration of Rare Creatures will not let you go."

"It's nothing in case." He Qianqiu said firmly, he turned on the computer, "Okay, I have to work, don't make noise."

Messiah 2.0 sighed, turned a deaf ear and continued to chatter, "You really are a match made in heaven... If you like him, why don't you confess?"

He Qianqiu paused, tapped the keyboard, and entered the power-on password: nightgale, "That's impossible."

Messiah 2.0 complained: "I don't understand at all, I kind of miss when I was 1.0."

This is a taboo topic, He Qianqiu has not responded yet, Messiah 2.0 has been forcibly closed.

Although the advertisement of White Castle spent a lot of time on special effects, it was completed before September.After the broadcast, the response was enthusiastic. It was an excellent publicity for both the brand and Qi Yan himself.

In order to cooperate with brand promotion, Longzhitang Media used most of its own resources, and advertisements were overwhelming for a while, and TV advertisements, website videos, and print advertisements were almost everywhere.

Qi Yan even saw his own face on the huge LCD screen in the commercial center. The future warrior went through the time tunnel to assassinate the vampire himself.

In the duel between the desperate and crazy warrior and the melancholy and perverted nobleman, a group of fans stood on the side of the road holding their faces and watching the screen while jumping and screaming, attracting passers-by to watch.

Knowing that no one could see outside the car window, Qi Yan shrank back, hiding in the car and not daring to look outside again.

"Why hide, Xiaoyan, you are popular, get used to it soon." Luo Yiping persuaded him while driving.

Qi Yan buried his head between his knees and pretended to be an ostrich, "How can He De, the boy, take on this important task, Mr. praises me."

Luo Yiping is good at everything, but he is too rigid to accompany him to convulse. At this time, he is too serious and boring, "Come on, don't pretend, you are famous abroad."

A fan uploaded a clip of him singing "I Want You" during the final to a foreign video site, but unexpectedly, it went to the homepage in just three days.

Immediately afterwards, White Castle's advertisement "Kill Myself" was also pushed to the homepage.

When the beacon fire disbanded, Qi Yan flew into the sky like an eagle that had broken free from its shackles, and the brilliance was so bright that people couldn't look directly at it.In addition to his excellent singing skills and impressive sexy voice, he has now discovered his acting talent, rising like a rising star, and no amount of black material and scandals can suppress his brilliance.

It's a pity that he signed an exclusive endorsement, so many businessmen can only sigh.It can be seen that Tang Yue did have a unique vision and signed him before others discovered his value, completely achieving a win-win situation.

However, there were quite a few film appointments, but it was a pity that Qi Yan didn't enjoy the fun and privilege of picking, so Bi Wenning rejected him across the board.

Bi Wenning said: Concentrate on producing records, you are following the path of a singer, don't forget your roots.What's more, in the initial interview program, Fengyan also said that he would release an album.

Although Du Feng is in an embarrassing situation now, Qi Yan must at least fulfill his promise.

On the other hand, Qi Yan still remembers the musical that He Qianqiu talked about, as well as the new main mission.

Main task ([-]): Lurking

Mission description: Stay in a bar called Jokes on the Table for a week without being recognized.

Qi Yan guessed that this mission was probably teaching him how to survive as a star...

It was getting dark, and he held meetings all day during the day, discussing the style of the new album with a group of experts in the company.Although the leader is Bi Wenning, his opinions will be properly referred to.It's a pity that more than a dozen people brainstormed, but in the end they failed to come up with any bright ideas.

Then at night he took Luo Yiping to the bar, calling it relaxing and looking for inspiration.

Qi Yan was witty, he didn't go to the bar specified by the task at the beginning, but found a random place on another completely irrelevant street to test the waters.

The two were checking the camouflage in the car. Qi Yan wore a pair of flat glasses with a black square frame. The frame was a little too big and always slipped to the tip of the nose, which was more in line with the nerd in Qi Yan's impression.

He also deliberately changed into a plain white T-shirt and jeans, which he bought for 20 yuan each when they were on sale in a big shopping mall.

Before getting out of the car, he repeatedly asked Luo Yiping, "Why won't you be recognized?"

Luo Yiping looked at the little handsome boy with a nervous face, and said uncertainly: "The light is so dark, it shouldn't be... right?"

It's too unreliable, Qi Yan decided to try it himself.He hasn't been to a bar since he joined Xinghui Infinite. It's been more than a year now, and he still feels a little nostalgic.

The entrance aisle of this bar is tightly wrapped in gold and silver decorative fabrics, and the purple light shows a sense of fantasy and blur.He was less than half a meter into the aisle when he was overtaken by two girls, bumped his shoulder, he staggered, and his glasses fell to the ground.

The girl in cool clothes hurriedly said sorry, bent down and picked up the glasses for him, then her eyes widened, and before Qi Yan caught the glasses, she screamed: "Qi Yan!! It's Qi Yan!! !"

I x!This is too fast!

Qi Yan wanted to cry, but Luo Yiping reacted quickly, grabbed him and ran out.Fortunately, the lights were dim, he was only famous after all, not everyone knew him, and many people rushed over before they could react.After finally waiting for the screaming behind them to disappear, the two returned to the parking lot tremblingly. After failing to lurk, they returned to the dormitory in a dispirited mood.

The next day, his Weibo was turned around by fans.

The reason was that a fan posted a photo of square-framed glasses and a photo of his back running away in a hurry, saying that he met him at the entrance of the Liluan bar last night.

I don't know if it's good luck or bad luck. The girl I bumped into last night was actually a die-hard fan of him, so even if the lights were dim, he was still recognized at such a close distance.

By the time Qi Yan found out that he was raped, the fans had already started to laugh at him for not being able to pretend.For example: #You think I can't recognize you if I wear glasses! #@齐天小碑 is a big idiot, too underestimated the IQ of fireworks! [Picture] [Picture] Taking advantage of the gap before the meeting, he tugged at Luo Yiping, "What are fireworks?"

Luo Yiping grinned, "I'm your fan."

Qi Yan was thoughtful.

At the meeting that day, the name of the album was finally decided, and it was called "Eternal Fireworks".

Since then, recording, training, and commercial performances, Qi Yan has been so busy that he almost forgot about Tang Yue and the mission.He even thought that this was not bad, as long as he increased the chance of meeting He Qianqiu a little more, it would be perfect.

It's a pity that the sky didn't come true. When he was rejoicing that he didn't have to meet people he hated, Tang Yue's assistant sent an email, inviting him to participate in the Chinese Mid-Autumn Festival Gala in New York, because the main sponsor of the event was White Castle, and as the only Chinese As an endorsement star, he is obliged to cooperate with brand promotion.

The mission had to be suspended, and Qi Yan flew to New York with Luo Yiping.

Anyway, he can be considered a celebrity, the company booked a business class ticket for him, and Luo Yiping followed suit.But the seats for the two of them were one behind the other, and the seats next to them were booked by others, which is a bit regrettable.

Qi Yan leaned back comfortably and stretched his legs. As expected of the business class, it was the first time for a little country bumpkin to enjoy VIP treatment, and he felt a little embarrassed and excited like a nouveau riche.

He took out his mobile phone and sent He Qianqiu a WeChat message: Teacher He!I've also flown in business class now!It's a pity that the Mid-Autumn Festival cannot be celebrated in China [crying face].

After waiting for a while, He Qianqiu didn't return.

Qi Yan was slightly disappointed and was about to turn off the phone when someone sat down beside him suddenly. The familiar smell of perfume touched his nerves. He turned his head sharply and faced He Qianqiu's gentle and smiling face, "Xiao Yan, what a coincidence?"

Accompanied by Luo Yiping's greeting, He Qianming's head poked out from the back of the seat, "Oh, Xiao Yan, what a coincidence!"

Qi Yan felt his face stiffen, "Yeah, what a coincidence."