[Rebirth] You won't die if you don't do it

Yi Chen's first reaction - OMG... Is the word-of-mouth service industry still a group operation?He has accomplices?

The fine hairs on the underside of the blouse stood on end, Yi Chen calmly ignored the touch on his shoulders, and then continued to walk forward nonchalantly against the wall, his pace quickened a bit.

As a result, the man yelled at his back again, and the voice was a little louder: "Yi Chen!"

Yi Chen was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized that he stopped and turned around: "What did you call me?"

A rather handsome young man, with such a celebrity face on his face, tall and thin, with dark and firm skin.Seeing that he finally turned around, he winked at him:

"Why, finally succeeded in getting on the bed of King Luo, are you so happy and stupid? Did you get the chance to audition for the next movie?"

……

Yi Chen felt that the amount of information in this sentence was a bit large.

"Wait." Yi Chen raised his hand and paused, "Is it July 2013, 7?"

An Wenle graciously accompanied him with his brain damage, and raised his arms to look at his watch: "——31:[-] in the evening."

"The three dimensions of the universe, the solar system, the Milky Way, and the earth?"

"—Planet Namek."

"..."

Yi Chen said: "I'm sorry that my mind is a little confused. It may be the result of the collision of extreme excitement and panic. So can you tell me—who am I?"

Yi Chen followed An Wenle and sat down on the sofa in the lounge, drank a can of Coke, and only then did he figure out his current identity and situation by insinuating.

The current former owner of this body is also named Yi Chen, a starlet who graduated from the Film and Television Academy of University A and has been playing tricks for two years.Although the face looks good, the most indispensable thing in the circle these days is the face.In addition, the acting skills are in a mess, and the singing and dancing skills are not good enough. The only line I have said in front of the camera in the past two years is to wear a torn jacket in front of the vicissitudes of the adobe house, with black ash on my face, and ride hard. Passing by with the little three wheels, melodiously yelling towards the endless distance—"Collect the rags—collect the waste books and newspapers—collect the wine bottles and beverage boxes..."

In the end, when the producer was editing, he suddenly found that the tattered hands in this section showed a section of capitalism's delicate snow-white from the end of the cotton glove to the cuff, which was too different from the socialist weather on the face. Strictness and obsessive-compulsive disorder were cut out without a word.

……

But even though this kid is a boy with no acting skills, no IQ, and no luck, there is one belief that has kept him going until now, and that is——

This kid is Luo Yingdi's brainless fan.

Yi Chen pinched his eyebrows painfully.

Two years later, Best Actor Luo had retired from acting and became the president of Shiyan Entertainment. The young man felt that if he didn't do something, he would never be able to follow in the footsteps of Best Actor Luo, so he finally did something earth-shattering.

Overhearing company employees talking about this celebrity banquet, the boy finally found a way to sneak into the hotel, followed Luo Juntian into the temporary rest room without fear of death, took off his clothes and seduced the actor Luo on the bed. Opportunity to audition for a supporting role in the latest film "Floating Lands" taken over by Shiyan Entertainment.

……supporting role.The corner of Yi Chen's mouth twitched.Was it because he didn't pursue it too much, or did Luo Juntian like to hear and see that the price had dropped to such an extent?

An Wenle picked up the Sprite and took another sip, "So your brain is short-circuited?"

Yi Chen played with the cheap silver ring in his hand, thought for a while, and said calmly: "Actually, I have a history of memory impairment inherited from my family. It seems that sometimes I will suddenly forget something when I am stimulated, but it is not frequent. I only know that the five-year-old It happened once."

An Wenle raised his eyebrows: "It's really advanced." As he spoke, he leaned his head closer to Yi Chen's eyes, and said mysteriously, "Yi Chen, you can't really succeed, right?"

Yi Chen was taken aback, and quickly denied: "This is absolutely not! How is it possible!"

"How is it impossible?" An Wenle said, "Could it be that you don't remember?" An Wenle thought for a while, and then gently reminded, "For example, do you now feel that... later..."

Yi Chen felt that his ears were bleeding.

"No, no! I still understand this bit of common sense!"

An Wenle touched his chin in thought: "No, why didn't President Luo come back after leaving the banquet?"

"How do I know..." Yi Chen paused after speaking halfway.

Slowly taking his hand off the Coke, the expression on his face suddenly became a little complicated.

"What's wrong?" An Wenle asked sensitively.

"...It's nothing." Yi Chen quickly recovered and stood up from the sofa, "Since there is nothing else, let's go back."

The two shared a small apartment in a nearby urban real estate.

An Wenle is actually a good second-tier singer, with a soft and slow voice, a wide range, raps with a full sense of rhythm, and looks good.It's just because I haven't had any connections, so I haven't been able to become popular, and now the record market is sluggish, although I have made some money, but including the money I usually spend on clothes and music, there is not much left.

As for Yi Chen who was in the original body, he really has no money.Yi Chen was extremely skeptical about how much he paid for the rent of this house for the little money he usually made by playing tricks.

So Yi Chen asked.

An Wenle said calmly: "Ah, to be precise, your scope of activities is only one bedroom."

Yi Chen: "..."

"But because of the young master, I am generous with my shots. Let's talk about who will be with who." He said emphatically patted Yi Chen on the shoulder, and the strong muscles of that arm almost missed him. "So the living room, the kitchen, the bathroom, the bathroom Use as you please."

An Wenle said as he took out the key and opened the door.

An inexplicable smell rushed towards the face in slow motion as the door opened.Yi Chen frowned slightly.

Waving away the non-existent smoke with his hands, Yi Chen took a closer look and almost froze at the door.

Messy shoes are scattered at the door, one here and the other can be used to play the 3D version of Lianliankan, all kinds of clothes and pants almost occupy every inch of the ground and the sofa - almost, because of the remaining vacancies All dutifully filled by beer bottles.There are still a few drafts of music scores on the sofa, and a box of instant noodles that was half eaten a few days ago.

——This is indeed a room where two men live!

Yi Chen felt that he really had a long posture today.

An Wenle turned around strangely, and saw Yi Chen with his hands in his trouser pockets, his eyebrows twisted into a knot.Just about to ask what's wrong, Yi Chen suddenly said, "Do you have a mask here?"

Yi Chen quickly put on the mask while An Wenle was staring at Avatar, entered the door, and then went to the bathroom and kitchen to find a broom, mop and rag. It took an entire hour and a half to meticulously clean every corner of the house Cleaned up perfectly.

An Wenle was stunned.

"You..." An Wenle swallowed as she watched Yi Chen carefully spread the cushions on the sofa, "Isn't it true that you have personality transformation every time you lose your memory?"

Yi Chen wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve, and threw the rag in his hand to An Wenle, "Go wash it, I'm going to take a shower."

Finally coming out of the bathroom, Yi Chen picked up a few clothes that were barely clean and put them on. Yi Chen entered the bedroom with Pikachu slippers as weird as the original owner's.

Although he had already seen it when cleaning, Yi Chen was still shocked when he saw the large posters of Luo Yingdi that filled the bedroom.

The posters on the wall include close-ups, full body, and three or four solo stills of movies starring Luo Juntian in his early years and later years.Hanging on the wall beside the single bed was a side face of Luo Juntian, with a rigid yet soft outline, almost as if drawn with charcoal.The eyelashes are very long, the eyes are extremely dark black, the pupils are almost invisible, and the eyes are deep and charming. It was these eyes that fascinated many nympho girls back then.The bridge of the nose is very straight, with a kind of beauty of mixed blood, but with the intoxicating atmosphere unique to oriental people.The lips are pale and thin, and the jaw is sharp and well-tucked, as if this person was born with God's own hands.

Yi Chen withdrew his gaze, moved his claws under his sleeves, but still didn't climb onto the bed to tear off the faces all over the wall.Self-consolation, I am really exhausted today, and I will wait until tomorrow when the combat power recovers to [-] blood and full, and then I will perform the loyal duties of the black fan, and then staggered towards the laptop on the table.

Yi Chen was really shocked by the accidents one after another today, and he couldn't support himself mentally. He was unable to slander this old Lenovo machine that he didn't know how many hands he had. He bent over and plugged in the plug, and turned it on.

Second Olympic!Yi Chen looked at the screen, and angrily dropped the mouse, this broken machine still has a password!

Yi Chen stroked his hair, calmed down, and then forcefully cracked the password and turned on the phone.

The first thing to do is to go online to find the car accident in S City.

Baidu didn't have it, so I searched Google again, still nothing.

Yi Chen felt that this was unscientific. His death posture was so graceful and individual, at least a knowledgeable reporter should report it, so that he would know the whereabouts of his body?

Yi Chen pursed his lips, opened a new page, opened Google and entered three words.

No news.

The most recent one is that Luo Yingdi attended the celebrity summer night banquet at the Linyue Seaside Hotel in a low-key manner, and then left halfway.

Yi Chen closed the lid of the notebook irritably, and threw himself on the bed.

Although he doesn't take things very seriously, Yi Chen is still a little dazed when his life goes off track with such a sudden "click".

For example, he should obviously run the treadmill and do pull-ups, go home sweaty, take a shower, sit comfortably in front of the computer, eat an apple, and post the most sensual part on the forum, and then nest I was reading comments enthusiastically in the chair, and I was so tired after thinking about it in one breath.

After sorting out today's events from beginning to end, Yi Chen turned over on the bed a few times, and suddenly felt that there was actually nothing to be depressed about.

Left and right he has no father, no mother, no girlfriend, a bachelor, the one who cares most about is the one who rushes to the 2100 ranking and the forum. Fortunately, the forum and the game password were not knocked out by that Xiali, just just coded. It's a pity that the finished part just lay in that cold computer forever.

Yi Chen sighed and fell asleep on the spotlessly clean narrow single bed.

Yi Chen was going to sleep for 24 hours to get drunk, but at [-] o'clock in the morning, he was knocked down by a knock on the door.

"Yi Chen!" An Wenle opened the door and walked in after smashing it, threw a stack of newspapers on the bed, his voice penetrated his eardrums and reached the nerve center of the brain, "Don't sleep, Yi Chen, I think you may read It won't be until tomorrow's sun."

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