[Rebirth] Messiah of the Nightingale

After drinking good tea and training his son, the head of the He family saw that the forced marriage would not work, and finally left.

The danger is lifted, and everyone is happy.

Qi Yan went upstairs with a 2.5 liter plastic barrel of sake, and shocked the He family brothers.

When He Qianming saw him take out the extremely simple white plastic bucket, he couldn't help complaining: "What is this thing? Can I drink it? Be careful that the bacteria exceed the standard, isn't it blended with industrial alcohol?"

When Qi Yan unscrewed the lid and began to pour the wine, his complaints subsided.

After he touched his lips and tasted it, he didn't complain anymore, he drank it all in one gulp, and put the cup back on the table: "One more cup!"

He Qianming drank three glasses in a row, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, "Good wine, where did you get it?"

Qi Yan smiled inscrutablely: "One day when I was walking on the road, I saw an old man selling wine on a tricycle, so I bought a barrel."

He Qianming was silent for a long time before he let out a long sigh: "Sure enough, the master is among the people."

Of course Qi Yan would not tell him that it was synthesized using the Messiah system.

He Qianming was blunt, found an empty bottle and poured half of sake, and then left with a sense of humor.

Qi Yan and He Qianqiu remained relatively silent, drinking in silence.

After drinking, Qi Yan got up, "The things just moved here are too messy, I'll clean them up, Mr. He, I won't disturb you today."

He Qianqiu grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his arms, "What's wrong?"

Qi Yan bowed his head gently, and touched the man's lips, "Too many things happened, I'm a little tired. I want to be quiet."

He pushed He Qianqiu away, got up and went downstairs.

He Qianqiu crossed his legs and leaned back on the sofa, gently rubbing the Qingming acupoint, "Messiah 2.0, what happened?"

Messiah 2.0 responded slowly: "I am the savior system, not a relationship consultant, why do you keep asking me? Nightingale may be jealous."

"Then what should I do, emotional counselor."

"Not a relationship consultant! I think it's better to give each other a little space at this time, especially for the two of you."

"It makes sense, it is worthy of the savior system."

"I said it's not the savior system, but the relationship consultant!"

Qi Yan took the time to visit Simon, and the young boy was like a radish seedling beaten by Shuang.Qi Yan brought him a USB flash drive, which recorded several etudes.But Simon didn't seem very happy, and he said after questioning, "With the existing recording technology on the earth, the record is just instant noodles that retain up to 20% of the original deliciousness and nutrition... You can do whatever you want. I recorded it with a microphone that cost tens of dollars, and I didn’t even keep 5% of it.”

It's good to have something to eat, and pick and choose, Qi Yan picked up the little boy and slapped him on the leg a few times.Simon covered his buttocks, crying and protesting that he was bullying the young, Qi Yan's mood improved a bit.

Strictly speaking, he wasn't jealous, but after seeing his parents, he was shocked to the point of fear.

He doesn't even have a helper, why would he want to abduct someone else's son?

Anyway, give him some time to do mental construction.

In short, Little Nightingale wants to change her career to become an ostrich.

After Qi Yan finished teasing the little boy, he began to think about business.He asked Simon, "What's your favorite song?"

Simon immediately replied: "Argentina don't cry for me!"

"why?"

"good to eat!"

"And what's your least favorite?"

"...the national anthem of Germany."

"Then why?"

"It's so hard that I can't chew it..."

Qi Yan probably understood, but he didn't want to tell Liu Hongfei directly, but found the Invincible Hacker King.

The user communication version has a private chat function, and senior hackers have always been known as homeboys, so they reply quickly.

Messiah of the New World: Alas, alas, what's the matter with Little Nightingale?

The Messiah of the Nightingale: I want to ask seniors, is it difficult to hack into the database of the Bureau of Preservation?

The Messiah of the New World: There is no word for difficulty in my dictionary. If you want to peek at the information, just provide me with the key words.

The Messiah of the Nightingale: I want to look up all the information about the eating habits and health care of the Meledi people...

Messiah of the New World: Yes, but with conditions.

Messiah of the Nightingale: Well, as long as I can do it, I can do anything!

Messiah of the New World: Ahahaha, it's better not to say such things casually.I just want you to change the chat ID to Bloody Messiah, and then say to me: Xiao Tuo, hack into me like a database><Nightingale’s Messiah: ...

Messiah of the New World: Come, come, come, come~~

Bloody Messiah: Xiao Tuo, hack into me like a database><[System Warning! ! !False use of other people's ID, a warning.If you do it again, you will be banned forever! ! 】Messiah of the New World: Wow, wow, wow, that's great! !I saved it><serving Master Blood=33333333=

Messiah of the Nightingale:  …

Messiah of the New World: Hahahaha don't worry, as long as you don't change your ID randomly in the future, it won't affect you.

Messiah of the Nightingale: Am I cheated again?

Messiah of the New World: Don't use it, it's a fair trade~ I'll check the information for you.Uh... trouble.

Messiah of the Nightingale: What's wrong?

Messiah of the New World: Your civilization levels are too different, and many contents cannot be translated.

Messiah of the Nightingale: It doesn't matter, as many as you want.

The Messiah of the New World: Just two sentences, "Negative emotions lead to food poisoning" and "Diet therapy does not work well".

Qi Yan thanked the hacker king, and before quitting, he casually glanced at the forum page and found a new post.

【Confession】I Love You Big Bloody No.30 Nine Bullets

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Bloody Messiah: Xiaotuo, invade me like a database><№0☆☆☆Messiah of the New World☆☆☆Ahahaha who was deceived again this time!

№1☆☆☆Magic Messiah☆☆☆

manual seal

№2☆☆☆The Bloody Messiah☆☆☆

Then no one really came back, and this bloody messiah seemed to be very intimidating.

In short, Qi Yan got some useful information. In retrospect, the song he sang last time did contain a little negative vocabulary, which probably caused Simon's illness.

The knight's gun, the general's sword, and the literati's pen are both tools for saving lives and sharp weapons for killing people.Correspondingly, as a singer, his songs also have the dual functions of redemption and destruction for Melody.

Simon fell asleep, his small, thin body curled up on the sofa, his head resting on Qi Yan's lap.If you look carefully, you are still a very beautiful young boy with a handsome face and long eyelashes like a doll.

Qi Yan gently stroked the young man's hair. If he made the right choice, he could kill the young man with just one song.

Qi Yan's first job after the festival still came from the wealthy fashion giant White Castle.They cooperated with a cosmetics brand to launch a fashion entertainment program called "One Hour Miracle".

This program is similar to a fashion makeover, where two groups of stars are asked to dress up volunteers and show off their styles according to the different requirements of each program, and then let the audience vote, and the one with the most votes wins.The loser will also be punished in various ways.

These two groups of stars are led by Qi Yan and Qu Hai respectively.Each time there will be four special guests, divided into two groups and responsible for one volunteer each.

Of course, the clothing and cosmetics used are all designated brands.

Qi Yan thinks that this show must be very good to watch, and it is quite novel. Most entertainment shows are about watching a group of entertainers playing tricks. Regardless of whether the volunteers are really like what the show says, they are selected by the audience. At least it looks like a group of entertainers revolving around ordinary people.

On the one hand, it promotes the brand, and on the other hand, it can be regarded as increasing the affinity of artists.

It’s just that it’s too laborious to shoot, and it takes two or three days to shoot a weekly program.

This is also the reason why White Castle "does not recommend" him to accept the musical theater performance.

What Qi Yan was dissatisfied with about that program was that his partner was Qu Hai.This pretending little heavenly king must take revenge, the last time he teamed up with He Qianming to embarrass Qu Hai, he hasn't reported yet.

He Qianqiu was on a business trip again, so Qi Yan had no choice but to show him the program plan page by page through the video, and then asked with a sad face, "What should I do?"

He Qianqiu shook his head, "Do you still need to ask me? You can directly refuse to cooperate with him."

Qi Yan hesitated for a moment, "Yes, but this is not good, right?"

Qi Yan has been an orphan for so long, and is used to watching people's faces carefully, afraid of offending people, afraid of being hated by others.Although it is slowly changing, the little singer is a little nervous to go against people so directly, and he is the one who takes the initiative to pick things up.

He Qianqiu said: "What's wrong, you can see that Qian Ming will be proud of being favored, and it's not the same. You should learn from it. If you are unhappy, you have to say it directly, so that people can feel more at ease .Hiding in the heart to cover up, but it will affect the relationship.”

Qi Yan blushed, feeling that He Qianqiu's words meant something else, he turned his eyes away, "I know, I know. Then when will you come back?"

He Qianqiu looked at the young man with guilt-ridden eyes on the screen, and lightly slid his fingers across the LCD screen, "There is still a week, bear with it."

Qi Yan nodded vigorously.

Then he went to tell Bi Wenning that he didn't want to partner with Qu Hai.

Bi Wenning also knew the grievances and grievances between Qu Hai, He Qianming, and Qi Yan, and Qu Hai's methods were really cheap and stupid, so it is naturally best to keep them at a respectful distance.

She also left this matter behind, and then rubbed Qi Yan's head in relief: "You have finally learned how to play big cards."

Qi Yan accepted the compliment frankly.As for how many plates and cups Qu Hai smashed when he heard the news, that's not what Qi Yan should care about.

Before going to Rhythm Fairy to shoot the MV, Sima Guoqing's film was also nearing completion.He Qianming finally found time to find Qi Yan, and the two waited until night to start their actions.

He Qianming is going to kidnap Tang Dao.

Qi Yan was in charge of watching the wind and driving, and He Qianming was in charge of going upstairs to find someone.He parked in the back alley of the club, waiting anxiously.Although he was wearing a windbreaker to conceal his whereabouts, he specially synthesized a one-time concealment spray and sprayed it on He Qianming's back, saying that it was only for mosquito repellent.But what if it is discovered?Qi Yan felt that he really worked hard.

While he was thinking wildly, He Qianming had already hurried out of the building with a man on his shoulders. He threw the man into the back seat of the car, sat in himself, and said shortly, "Drive!"

Qi Yan smelled a strong smell of alcohol, he immediately started the car, and quietly blended into the night.

Tang Dao fell asleep, didn't know how much he drank, and from time to time put his arms around He Qianming's neck and babbled: "Am I very useless...Brother...I didn't kill people..."

Qi Yan's heart was beating violently, he felt something was wrong, and He Qianming's face was also pale, "There is a lot of blood in the room, and so is his body."

"What's the situation?!" Qi Yan tried to restrain himself while asking, for fear of attracting the traffic police by speeding, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

He Qianming shook his head, "He wasn't injured. It wasn't his blood, it was someone else's."

"He Qianming! I didn't kill anyone!" Tang Dao suddenly yelled, "It's not me!"

His voice startled the two of them, Qi Yan hurriedly turned on the car stereo and drove onto the highway.

He Qianming stroked Tang Dao's back, patted him reassuringly, and hugged the smelly and drunk kid tightly in his arms, "I know, I know, good boy, it's not you."

"Someone... died?" Qi Yan asked tremblingly.

He Qianming lowered his head and continued to rub the young man's back, "It should be dead, I kicked him and nothing happened."

Qi Yan swallowed, "Have you seen who it is?"

He Qianming was a little at a loss, "I see it clearly, but...how could it be him?"