If you don't save Shoujun, you will die [Transmigration Book]

When Baitu came, it was already two in the middle of the night.

Liu Jin and Zhou Ku are sitting on the sofa playing cards, the balcony is open to the outside, the winter evening wind is blowing in relentlessly, the living room is not warm enough, both of them are still wearing scarves and tightening their coats, watching There is no difference between going up and going outside.

The main reason for this situation is flow of money.

This guy is a smoker in the setting, the kind who basically smokes a pack a day, especially when it comes to activities that require concentration.

Tu Caoshou didn't have much feeling for the smoky environment. People he met in the billiard room before more or less liked to do it, mainly Zhou Ku, who could smoke by himself, but not by others, because he was not used to Liujintun. The smell of smoke when the clouds are blowing out fog, so I opened the windows for ventilation.

Bai Tu is a handsome young man, he is indeed quite white, and he looks refined, but he may be the best in this group of people - he is wearing a single shirt and a tracksuit on the outside. When the box came over, it was still steaming all over, as if it had just undergone intense exercise.

"What's the matter with you, are you walking here?"

Tu Caoshou, who opened the door, was frightened by the heat coming towards him, so he couldn't help taking a step back.

"Yes."

Baitu smiled brightly, and raised his hand to lift his sweat-drenched Liuhai:

"I want to say that I won't sleep tonight. I'll just exercise. I accidentally sat on the seat. It's not easy for my brother. I let him go home first, and then trot along the bus station."

—— Playing night running at two o'clock in the morning is really big.

Putting away his inner thoughts, Tu Caoshou took out a pair of slippers and threw them to the other party.

"Put it on."

Bai Tu put on the cotton slippers obediently, looked around curiously, and began to ask:

"That's right, Mr. Mai, what's going on with Qingyi's signing event? I haven't been notified before... I was shocked when I heard it. Isn't this a female channel event?"

"The quota is not full, so they dragged us to fill in the space."

Liujin drew the tortoise, and threw the cards on the table smartly:

"It just so happens that I'm bored and have nothing to do these days, so it's good to go and have a look, and make a publicity by the way."

"Wow, big money man, long time no see." Bai Tu laughed, "I've read the new book, the beginning is awesome—hey, there are also pants, what are you playing, bring me one."

Seeing that the three of them looked like netizens, Tu Caoshou didn't care too much. He went into the room and hurriedly packed the things he probably needed for the past few days. He zipped up the box and sat on the edge of the bed in a daze.

Qingyi's handling of this matter is actually a bit reluctant, and it all depends on the boss to save face. When the time comes to meet, the writer of the female frequency group is probably full of confusion, and has to communicate with the operation department and the organizer about the announcement and the specific landing accommodation Itinerary and other matters, but compared to the tasks of the scavenger, these things are not troublesome.

What is more troublesome to him now is that the business trip is fine, Zhou Ku will not touch the bed if he does not go home, as long as he does not touch the bed, there will be no disharmony, and he will be more secure if his life is not lost.

But after the signing meeting is over, the group of them fly back, they must be in the state of going back to each house and looking for their own mothers, it is not appropriate to prevent Zhou Ku from going home, and directly kill Zhou Ku or destroy the bed It is also much more difficult to drop than the previous few worlds.

——This is a 1v1 short story. Shoujun Zhouku is attacking Jun as a bed. No matter how awesome he is, he is only a supporting role, not to mention that his current status is not so domineering. The president is just a website editor. The method is to sever the relationship between Zhou Ku and Bed Jun in a physical sense.

It seems that we can only start with Zhou Ku's weakness and his current identity.

Big Dan eagerly circled around him, looking like he really wanted to be touched by him.

After considering the possibility of directly using the big egg to "change the living person" like in the previous world, he still gave up the idea of ​​summoning Jie Keyang now-mainly because he was afraid of scaring the authors outside.

Stretching out his hand to touch the smooth surface of the big egg, Tu Caoshou let the little cutie roll around in his arms like a baby.

After politely knocking on the door three times, Bai Tu asked outside:

"Mr. Mai, are you coming out to play?"

"immediately."

Letting go of the big egg in his arms, he got up and straightened his somewhat crumpled collar, and his eyes suddenly stopped on a tail of red cloth caught in the gap of the bedside table.

Lean over and pinch the fabric outwards.

——He pulled out a red tie with an extremely flamboyant pattern.

"..."

Damn Chi Yao!

……

Departing at [-] o'clock in the morning, a group of people rushed to the airport and chose to catch up on the same sleep on the plane. After waking up, they had already arrived in Qingyi. Tu Caoshou felt that he was busy like a spinning top that day, but Zhou Ku and the others had a more comfortable life , After saluting and putting them in the hotel, there is nothing to do except take photos of the posters, and there is still time to discuss which bar is the best to relax in the evening.

So when he finished his work and returned to the hotel, the group of animals didn't even give him time to change and wash them, so they dragged him to a nearby music bar, found a quiet place to sit down, order wine and listen to music, chatting happily about what happened in the morning. What happened in the studio.

Tu Caoshou stared at the phone the whole time and confirmed the details with the organizer's contact person. He thought they were the only ones in tonight's event, but when he looked up, he saw a few girls coming over under Liu Jin's greeting. Hearing the introduction, he seemed to be from the next door The female author was suddenly a little confused.

How does this atmosphere feel like a bar fellowship?

Baitu and Zhou Ku seemed to feel the same way, but neither of them seemed to have any resentment or repulsion, especially Baitu, who enthusiastically cooperated with Liujin to start a new round of hospitality. He is not interested in any other beauty at all, he is currently only focusing on Zhou Ku's integrity.

After confirming that Zhou Ku was drinking juice in a measured manner and had a sense of distance towards these girls, he had a few polite words with the new girls, and then sat in the corner with peace of mind and continued to chat with the interface.

In the end, the interface person couldn't stand the endless text communication, so he simply made a phone call. Tu Caoshou had to use gestures to indicate that he was going out to answer the phone, and then quickly left the card.

"Hey, Xiao Wang, well, yes, I know, but the location still needs to be arranged, and it can be staggered with the female channel."

Mobilizing the management experience he learned in the second world, he began to sort out the rationality of the arrangement of the whole thing in an orderly manner:

"You can just print the card on the back, it should be able to report, um, um..."

Walking two steps along the street corner near the bar, he stopped at the edge of the dark alley, not far from the bustling street market, but relatively speaking, it was much quieter, and he didn't need to yell to communicate with the friend on the other end of the phone.

From the location chat to the fan meeting tablet and order management, Tu Caoshou heard unstable footsteps coming from behind.

Looking sideways slightly, he was facing a pair of blue sapphires that seemed to condense mountains, rivers and lakes.

"...Brother Yang?"

Covering his phone, he looked uncertainly at the man in front of him with a wide open neckline and extremely fancy clothes.

Taking two steps forward hesitantly, he wanted to take a closer look:

"Jie Keyang?"

The man staggered over with a flushed face, obviously drunk.

The Adam's apple moved slightly, and Tu Caoshou gripped the phone tightly and said in a low voice:

"Xiao Wang, I suddenly have something urgent here. I'll call you later for the rest of the details, okay?"

"All right." Comrade Xiao Wang said with a good attitude, "You are busy with your work, but I am working overtime anyway."

"Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, he took a few steps to help the man who was already drunk, and reached out to caress his hot cheeks. The excessive heat made his palm tremble—although he didn't know what happened, but he definitely couldn't Let Jie Keyang stay here like this, it is better to take him back to the hotel first.

After making the decision, Tu Caoshou immediately picked up his men and went to the side of the road to stop the car.

Pushing the drunk into the back seat, he sent a text message to Zhou Ku, informing him that he was going back to the hotel, and then asked Bai Tu to help keep Zhou Ku in check. After receiving an affirmative answer, he recalled what happened from last night to today All the things, can't help but let out a deep breath.

The man sitting next to him was clearly suffering, and kept making various small movements in an attempt to release some uncontrollable pressure.

The more Tu Caoshou observed, the more he felt that something was wrong, and the long-lost sense of strangeness gradually became stronger.

As soon as the taxi stopped, the man opened the door and ran out holding the trash can and vomited wildly. The slamming unknown object gave off a strong stench. He immediately handed over a tissue and wiped his mouth and face for the man who had already vomited almost exhausted. He also entrusted passers-by who wanted to watch on the scene to buy a bottle of water from a nearby convenience store and come over to rinse his mouth for this person.

After cleaning up the dirt in his stomach, the man seemed to wake up a lot. He leaned against the electric pole, panting, and looked at him with drunken eyes.

At that time, the man's eyes were very clean, pure and innocent like a deer - the moment they looked at each other, it did make Tu Caoshou's heart skip a beat uncontrollably.

It was as if the pores all over his body were awakened, and the internal organs were slightly tightened due to excitement.

But soon, the eyes began to change with the words of the man.

"What, want to play with me?"

The deep and three-dimensional facial features become more attractive because of the playful smile on the corner of the mouth, and the cynical tone coupled with the naturally cold tone always carries an indescribable feeling of abstinence.

"..."

Tu Caoshou was stuck for a while.

And suddenly there is a feeling of "what is the situation" at a loss.

"Stop talking." The man approached, "Can't you play?"

"...Are you Jie Keyang?"

After a few seconds of silence, he decided to confirm whether the soul in the opponent's shell was the one he was familiar with.

"There is no difference between yes and no."

The chin was suddenly pinched, and the man looked down from above with unpleasant disgust.

"Aren't you here for this name? Why are you pretending to be noble, huh?"

——Confirmed, this guy is not Jie Keyang.

but……

——It's really uncomfortable for someone to talk to him like this with the same shell as Brother Yang, so let's improve it.

"excuse me."

Thinking of this, Tu Caoshou pinched the opponent's chin instead, and while the man was still immersed in the "dominant side leaking" middle-two mood, he directly pinched the opponent's face and pushed him away, and then hugged the waist neatly One knee--this idiot was so pushed that his stomach was about to vomit, and he squatted down and shivered in pain for a long time, unable to speak.

"Don't say such unpleasant things to others with this face." After clapping his hands leisurely, Tu Caoshou said, "It's easy to be beaten, the kind that will go to the hospital if you are beaten eight times a day."

The phone in his trouser pocket vibrated twice, he was about to reply a message and go to sleep in the hotel, when the man who was squatting on the spot for "self-reflection" suddenly fell down!

The screen of the mobile phone flickered, and quickly dimmed after the owner hadn't operated it for a long time. The black mirror reflected a miniature bustling world, full of traffic.

——Oh, I'll go.

Helplessly pulling the man up from the ground, Tu Caoshou sighed.

——What is the situation in this world, can he still do the task with peace of mind? ? ?

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