[Rebirth] Messiah of the Nightingale

Qi Yan had something on his mind, and couldn't fall asleep anyway, so he hugged the bed and covered He Qianming with a thin quilt, walked around to the sofa on the other side, sat cross-legged with bare feet, called Luo Yiping, and told him that he would not go back tonight .

Luo Yiping has gotten used to it, "You're upstairs, right? I'll buy what's for breakfast tomorrow."

"Small steamed buns and mung bean porridge are ready, let's buy double, brother Ming is here."

"Understood, Xiao Yan, you should rest early."

Qi Yan agreed and hung up the phone.He felt that Luo Yiping should have guessed his relationship with He Qianqiu, but this assistant was very smart, he didn't ask anything, and he didn't say anything.Qi Yan also wins him over well, the two are working partners who trust each other and cooperate tacitly.

He turned off the lights in the rest area, leaving only a faint blue night light, quietly sat back on the sofa, and tried to call He Qianqiu again, but still no one answered.

He sent another WeChat message: "Qian Ming is back. Everything is fine."

Still no response, maybe the phone was confiscated by dad?

Qi Yan threw away the phone, opened the system panel, and wanted to find out if there was any high-tech calling method, but saw a prompt: Main task ([-]): Start process [-]: Completed

Process 15: Gather five independent producers. (progress [-])

Process 210: Collect all ten categories of independent works. (Progress [-])

The latter two processes have been completed as soon as they emerged, and Qi Yan opened them curiously to read the detailed instructions.

Collected:

Independent Menswear Designer: Zhao Anyang

Collected:

Independent works: Zhao's casual suits, Zhao's dresses.

Zhao Anyang is Liu Xin's master, and Qi Yanhong asked him to make some clothes after getting up.He wears a lot of clothes, and his eyes are picky, and he can tell the level of craftsmanship of Master Zhao and Liu Xin, one is the bright moon in the sky, and the other is the firefly in the swamp.

Although the actual situation is not so exaggerated, but after being evaluated by Qi Yan, who successively wore clothes made by his apprentice and master, Liu Xin silently reduced a lot of time playing games and increased the time honing his skills in the store. Good thing.

Then Qi Yan suddenly realized that he was looking for collection masterpieces of various independent designers, independent producers, and even independent perfumers.

Although I don't understand the purpose of this task with the same topic as a fashion magazine column, I can only do it at the moment.

After the process was completed, he sent a long-awaited recipe: Level [-] equipable recipe: Nightingale's Holy Sword

Role: Redemption and Killing

Energy points spent: 1000

Required materials: stepless speed mixer x1, eternal fragrance x1, thread of joy x1, bell of life x1, forgotten hourglass x1, final smile x1

Qi Yan couldn't understand it at all, and there was no record of these materials even in the museum encyclopedia. He couldn't help but pat the panel, and the translucent medium swayed slightly like a jellyfish. "Can't you explain it simply and directly? It's obviously a high-tech product, so it has to be made like a mysterious stick."

Messiah 2.0 sluggishly responded: "I think this is an insult to AI, so consider complaining to the Bureau of Preservation."

Qi Yan is not stupid. At this time, it is natural to argue with reason and refuse to admit it, "Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, the ultimate answer to the universe is 42, I thought the answer to saving the earth would be simpler."

Messiah 2.0: "You mean the ultimate answer in "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy"? According to the latest research results, 42 is wrong, and the correct answer is 69."

Qi Yan couldn't help complaining: "69... Will there be 419, 3P or something next?"

Messiah 2.0: "Since you started dating, you have been very dissatisfied with desire. I recommend you to check the chapter on biological reproduction in the encyclopedia of natural history. Some medicines and props will definitely be useful."

Qi Yan found that the system was becoming more and more out of tune, so he quickly stopped talking, seeing that it was late at night, he took the time to sleep.

The next day, He Qianming was in better spirits and left early in the morning.When taking care of Tang Dao, I had a backlog of work, and now my schedule is full from morning till night.

Qi Yan saw from the news that he was attending the opening ceremony of an amusement park. He was well dressed and had a confident and elegant smile. He didn't look tired from last night at all.

He felt relieved, after taking hard photos all day, and attending the launch event of new autumn clothes, he didn't even have time to go back to the company for the meeting, so Bi Wenning had to come to him in person.

Before Bi Wenning came to him this time, he had a careful discussion with Yang Mei.This kid Qi Yan has unlimited potential, so he felt that he was a talent in singing, and suddenly he was outstanding in acting, and then he felt that he could develop into film and television, and suddenly discovered the talent of hosting shows, as if he had endless surprises.

Almighty entertainers are popular, but they are also easy to eat too much, especially when people's energy and time are limited, and the result of greed is that they don't have the same outstanding achievements.

Yang Mei has a long-term vision, and discussed with Bi Wenning about Qi Yan's future development plan, to help him grow into a real first-line star, all of which are naturally a win-win result.But the specific way to go is still up to Qi Yan to decide.

Qi Yan listened to Bi Wenning's speech in the background, and watched Luo Yiping take over the document bag containing the draft of the new contract that she personally delivered, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Just like back then, he, Du Feng, and a dozen other young people went through layers of screening and were admitted to the Xinghui Infinite trainees. When signing the contract, an assistant figured out their names and asked them to come up to receive them in turn.

Now it is the veteran of the company who personally delivered the draft contract to the door, expressing dissatisfaction and we can discuss it further.

Bi Wenning also said: "Although it is good to say that all-round development is good, Mr. Yang and I feel that your best talent is still in singing, so don't waste it. I am paying attention to good songs and waiting to give you the first song." The second album, you should pay attention to it yourself."

These words won the hearts of the people, and Qi Yan himself liked singing the most, so he nodded hastily.

Bi Wenning left first, and Qi Yan went to Wang Yi's house early after the press conference was over.Simon lived with him. Because of his poor health, he went to school for three days fishing and two days drying nets, and today he asked for leave to stay at home.

Recently, Qi Yan began to sing a song to him every day, explaining to others that it might be good for his health to eat less and more frequently.In fact, I secretly wrote down the different effects produced by different types of songs.

Simon has a pure heart, and blindly worships Qi Yan. He basically answers whatever he asks, and he thinks that Qi Yan cares about his preferences, so he is very moved.

Qi Yan was a little guilty, so he tried to treat him better.

After singing, he went home and met He Qianming at He Qianqiu's house.

He Qianming was also worried about his brother, and didn't dare to go back to his hometown to ask questions, so he had to come and wait when he was free.

The two of them didn't have much to talk about. After seven o'clock in the evening, they both had dinner outside. Qi Yan just took off his coat and wanted to comfort him when he suddenly heard the sound of the elevator.

Turning his head to look, He Qianqiu, whom he hadn't seen for almost a week, just appeared in the entrance.

Qi Yan thought he would pounce on him, but his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and he couldn't move.He watched the man approaching, picked himself up from the ground, and pressed his arms hard on his back, as if he wanted to embed him in his arms.

Qi Yan was also speechless, his throat was so choked, he could only hug He Qianqiu tightly, and it took him a long time to find his own voice: "You are back."

He Qianqiu's voice rang softly next to his ear, "I'm back."

He Qianming stood up from the sofa, not daring to get close, and shouted in a very low voice: "Brother..."

He Qianqiu ignored him, just let go of Qi Yan, took off his coat and handed it to the helper, telling her to leave work early.

The helper went to hang up the clothes and left, but He Qianqiu looked clueless, just a little tired, and his tone of voice was calm and gentle as usual, "Take off your pants."

Before Qi Yan could react, He Qianming yelled: "Brother! I was wrong! Don't!"

He Qianqiu had already stepped from Qi Yan to the sofa, his tone still remained unchanged, "Do you want me to say it a second time?"

He Qianming was really anxious, his face turned red and pale at times, he gritted his teeth and begged for mercy in a low voice: "Brother, I'm almost 30 years old..."

"You also know that you are almost [-], and you are still so childish in your actions. You were beaten for nothing before, huh?"

He Qianqiu's ending sound was raised slightly, and it carried a strong sense of threat without realizing it, which made people feel chills in the bottom of their hearts.

He Qianming took two steps back, and glanced at the place where Qi Yan was standing, with the intention of asking for help. At this time, the handsome and proud man actually showed a helpless and flustered expression, "No, no, but, but Xiaoyan is here, brother ..."

He Qianqiu suddenly shouted: "Kneel down!"

He Qianming reflexively knelt down with a thud, and blushed belatedly after he knelt down.

He Qianqiu continued: "Don't gossip with me, Xiaoyan is the one who wants to live with me for the rest of his life, as long as you still recognize me as a brother, with your nature, this matter will be unavoidable sooner or later. Don't be wordy, put the belt on Stretch it down for me, pants off."

Qi Yan was so startled by his sudden sentence, "I'll live a lifetime", that my whole body was shattered. I said to myself, you should either confess to me, or teach your younger brother a lesson. It would be awkward to say these two things together, okay? !

He could only open his mouth eagerly to persuade people: "He..."

"Xiao Yan, don't open your mouth, just stand there and watch." He Qianqiu didn't give him a chance at all, took off his cufflinks and tie and threw them on the sofa, slowly rolled up his sleeves, the dark blue pinstriped shirt looked like a butcher's overalls under the light , as if carrying murderous intent and coercion.

Qi Yan lost the chance to speak, and was warned to stay where he was, so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do.

But He Qianming had already given up, and with a pale face, he started to untie the belt, and the iron gray suit pants easily slipped to the knees.Then he held the belt in both hands and raised it above his head.

He Qianqiu took the belt, folded it into three folds, and flicked it casually, and there was a sharp whistling sound in the air, which made the man's originally gentle voice ooze timid meaning, "Take off your underwear, kneel down facing the sofa Okay, spread your legs apart."

He Qianming had no choice but to obey obediently, and then a dull thump exploded in the room, followed by a hoarse cry of pain.

He Qianqiu's hands were steady and ruthless, kneeling on the sofa with one knee, firmly suppressing the back of his brother's neck with one hand, and waving the belt with the other, slamming down towards the hips and legs one after another.

It was the first time Qi Yan saw someone beating a child at home, but he didn't dare to leave, and was embarrassed to stay, so he could only stand beside Huaji in a daze.Listening to He Qianming's relentless cry of pain turned into a cry of pleading; watching him try to dodge and struggle again and again but was mercilessly suppressed by He Qianqiu; watching his fair skin turn red and swell The purlin that was as thick as a finger was torn violently by the belt, and there were faint drops of blood oozing out.

After such a delay, He Qianming couldn't even utter a sound. He scratched the leather of the sofa with his fingers, his lips were pale, and his hair was wet with sweat. Only the crisp and piercing sound of the belt thumping could be heard at a constant speed.

Qi Yan saw that this was the rhythm of killing people, and turned around twice in place, completely unable to think of anything else, so he had to bite his tongue.The pain made him gasp at the first blow, but the effect was not great, he was cruel, and suddenly bit——

A painful whimper suddenly suppressed He Qianming's panting, and He Qianqiu finally stopped.

Qi Yan squatted down covering his mouth, tears streaming down his face from the pain, and his eyes turned black.It hurts to death, people who bite their tongues to kill themselves are actually hurt to death, right?

He Qianqiu had no choice but to throw away the belt, "Record the rest first, and go get the medicine yourself."

He Qianming was out of breath and endured the pain, but still complained: "You don't care about killing or burying."

"Okay, the previous ones don't count, let's start from the beginning next time."

"No, bro! I'll apply the medicine myself, go and see Xiao Yan!" He Qianming immediately changed his words and pulled down his pants with great effort.

He Qianqiu ignored him, picked up Qi Yan, and brought him back to the room.

Now there are only two people left, Qi Yan can't pretend anymore.It does hurt when you bite, but you can actually bear it afterwards.He pretended to be so exaggerated, just to divert He Qianqiu's attention.

He Qianqiu put him on the bed, pinched his cheek and ordered: "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue."

Qi Yan had a ghost in his heart, so he had no choice but to put down the hand covering his mouth, obediently opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, and subconsciously said "ah".

He Qianqiu slowly raised the corners of his mouth, "Your tongue is pale, you are a little lacking in energy and blood."

Qi Yan wanted to withdraw his tongue, but He Qianqiu pinched it between his fingers, "You can do it, you have learned how to scare people by self-mutilation."

Qi Yan took a deep breath, groaned in pain, blinked his eyes, and tried to look at He Qianqiu with pure and innocent eyes.

He Qianqiu bowed his head, loosened his fingers, and pressed his lips against the lips when the young man retracted his tongue, followed by his tongue into his mouth, found a wound on the tongue, and repeatedly drilled and licked it.

Sensing his anger and helplessness, Qi Yan took the initiative to wrap his arms around his neck, endured the pain of the wound, and kissed back softly.

After a while, He Qianqiu let him go, "Don't do this in the future."

Qi Yan nodded honestly, "I shouldn't be nosy, but...but..."

He Qianqiu smiled, sat on the bed and gently hugged the young man in his arms, and patted his cheek, "When my mother passed away, Qian Ming was only six years old. Dad was busy with work and flew around. Apart from the nanny, there was only Qianming and I are two people. Qianming is ignorant. He asks where his mother has been every day, and everyone tells him that his mother has gone to a city far away in the same way as lying to children. But Qianming has a temper since he was a child, saying that his mother is not When he came back, he didn’t eat, smashed bowls and tables all day long and beat the babysitter. In a fit of anger, I beat him up and then fed him a bowl of noodles.”

Qi Yan was quite sad when he heard the first half, but why did he want to laugh so much in the second half, but he didn't dare to laugh, his face twisted so much that he had to bury his head in He Qianqiu's arms.

He Qianqiu probably also knew his reaction, so he just slapped his butt twice symbolically, "Afterwards, it got easier, skipping meals, beating; playing truant, beating; cheating on exams, beating; fighting with others, beating..."

Qi Yan did not expect that Queen Ming, who was domineering and would not dare to provoke anyone except Tang Dao, would grow up so sad and funny, and in the end, only envy remained.

"You have disciplined Brother Ming very well."

He Qianqiu's tone contained the comfort and pickiness of my son who had just grown up, "I haven't been beaten in almost three years. My son and dad just read it aloud, saying that this kid won't know when his skin will itch again. I thought it would come true so soon.”

Qi Yan adjusted his posture, put his whole body on He Qianqiu's body, and hugged his waist tightly, as if he was afraid of losing this person.

He Qianqiu noticed that he was depressed, so he gave him the back, "I'm not saying you meddle in other people's business, but don't use this self-harm method, I will feel bad."

A sudden word easily disrupted the young singer's position, Qi Yan took a breath, suppressing the soreness in his chest.Is there really no other way for him?So on the surface, it was done to stop domestic violence, but in fact, wasn't it to divert He Qianqiu's attention to himself?

Qi Yan felt that he was really hopeless, even He Qianming was jealous.

"Next time...it won't happen...I won't interfere with your brother's affairs."

He Qianqiu smiled, held up the young man's chin, watched the little singer's eyes wander, lowered his head and pressed his lips to his eyelids.How could he forget that Qi Yan lost his parents since he was a child, and his inferiority complex and fear were deeply rooted in his bones. He was afraid of being abandoned and disliked. Even if he was with him, he was still so cautious and did not dare to trust him easily.

But don't worry, he has a lifetime to let this little hedgehog let go of his guard bit by bit, and truly trust him wholeheartedly.

"This is not a matter between brothers. He made a big mistake this time, and it has hurt you."

Qi Yan was stunned, "Is it an investigation? It doesn't matter."

He Qianqiu said no.

He Qianming went through cross-dressing when he walked out of the room carrying the Tang Dao. The photos on the monitor were completely unrecognizable.

But Tang Yao used a newly developed technology to scan the overall skeletal structure of the person recorded on the monitor, and the match with He Qianming was as high as 99%.

Even if this technology has not been officially recognized, and the legal procedures are not yet perfect to be used as evidence, it is more than enough to crucify He Qianming.

Tang Yao took these materials and expressed her opinion to He Qianqiu. No matter how euphemistically she spoke, she meant the same thing: either marry her, or she will ruin He Qianming's reputation.Of course He Qianqiu would not let her succeed.

On the other hand, in order to bring the two young masters back, He Qianqiu used the company's private jet. After He Bainian found out about this, the old man said: You are not a member of the company, and you have no right to use the company's property. power to sue.Unless you go back to work, I'll catch Qianming back together.

Therefore, during the few days when He Qianqiu lost contact, he was accompanying the old man of the He family to meet with executives, and officially took up the post of executive vice president of the real estate company under He's.

He Qianqiu has been refusing to enter He's company all his life because of the original sin that cannot be cleared from the initial accumulation of funds.I didn't expect to be tricked by my brother in the end.

Qi Yan immediately felt that He Qianming was not wronged at all.

But...he is an accomplice.

Qi Yan knelt on the bed and made up his mind to express his opinion: "I, I also made mistakes, so you can beat me up if you want."

He Qianqiu put his hand on his lap, looked at him sideways, maybe because his pupils were dilated, maybe because he squinted his eyes, the color of his eyes suddenly became deep and dark, like the mysterious depths of the universe, trying to suck him in It's like going in, and even the voice is hoarse, as if deliberately tempting, "Slapping Qianming is just to enforce the family law. But spanking your ass... the meaning is different, do you really want to play?"

Qi Yan nodded vigorously, but still added: "I'm serious, not just playing."

He Qianqiu approached, kissed the tip of his nose, and asked again as if confirming: "Do you regret it?"

Qi Yan smiled, and took the initiative to kiss the tip of his nose back, "I don't regret it."

But when he really started "playing", Qi Yan even regretted it.Why did gentleness turn into a ghost!Character collapse!Bad review!money back! !