Scum Acting Award [Transmigration Book]

It was suddenly dark again, and I couldn't feel anything.

Qin Shaoyang woke up again on the bed, and he was a little stunned by the successive scene changes.

"Ding Ding Ding-"

It was like a phone ringing suddenly.

He only felt that it was an auditory hallucination. He hadn't heard the ringtone of his mobile phone for a long time, and suddenly he heard it as if he was dreaming.

He took the black phone by the bed and swiped open the screen with his finger.

"Didn't it be good to apologize today! Why haven't you come yet?" A reprimand came from the other end of the phone.

He was dumbfounded and asked uncertainly, "What apology?"

Qin Shaoyang's dry voice was heard over there, and he asked suspiciously, "Are you sick?"

The situation in front of him was inexplicable but familiar, and Qin Shaoyang didn't know what was going on, so he could only perfunctory: "Yes."

"If I ask you to apologize, you will get sick. You deserve to be buried in the snow. I can't help you, so do it yourself." The voice seemed impatient, and hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Qin Shaoyang lowered his eyes and saw the note on the phone saying, Temporary Manager.

Everything in front of me was incredible, I got out of bed, kicked on my slippers, and walked towards the one-meter-long mirror in front of me.

Short hair, blue pajamas, no tear mole, green face.

All of this shows that he has returned to modern times, not only back to modern times, but time has also gone backwards, as if he was reborn!

Qin Shaoyang walked around the mirror and opened the closed curtains, the glare of the sun shone into the room, he raised his hand to block the sun, squinted his eyes, "Am I really back?"

Turning around and looking at the time displayed on the calendar, he said in a sour voice, "This is not long after my debut."

At that time, he was successful as a young man, and all luck favored him, but because of one incident, he shattered the dream he had been chasing since he was a child.

At the "Gong Li" celebration banquet, he was favored by investors. At that time, he felt that even if no one praised him, he would break through the world.

At last........

But he got a hot-tempered negative news, and was blocked by the entertainment company Xue Zang.

Qin Shaoyang was suddenly in a trance, and in his memory, he also began to lose his will.

The broker called today, presumably to ask him to apologize to the investors.

So now is he reborn?Does that mean history can be rewritten?

No, no!Qin Shaoyang shook his head violently, how could history be rewritten!Jiuhua is still waiting for him!

Getting along in the past is like a movie playback, clearly presented in the mind.

Whether this is rebirth or not!He doesn't want it!Even if history can be changed, so what, there are people who will stay together for a lifetime, why bother to cling to the past.

But how to go back is still unknown.

Qin Shaoyang turned around and turned on the computer, and started typing on the keyboard.

No.

nowhere.

The book "Three Lives Tribulation: Emperor of the Nine Flowers" can no longer be found on the Internet, not to mention the original URL, even the Pirates website has disappeared completely, as if it never existed!

Qin Shaoyang shook his hands, his heart filled with fear. Does this mean that history has changed?

He can no longer get into that book, everything is like a dream.

etc!The serialization period of this book is next year, and of course it won't happen now. Qin Shaoyang also heaved a sigh of relief when he suddenly remembered the date of publication.

History being changed will always cause people to panic. Knowing that everything has not changed, he will let go of his heart.

How can I go back, Qin Shaoyang feels that his whole head is blown.

Anyway, if he offends the investor, he will definitely be hidden for two years before he can show up.

Qin Shaoyang rubbed his head indiscriminately, with messy hairstyle, turned and walked into the bathroom to wash.

"........"

Time passed day by day, and he still couldn't find a way to go back.In a blink of an eye, it is already the end of the year.

In the past six months, he imitated his past self and tried not to change the history, but it was useless. He still didn't go back, as if he was trapped in this place.

The anxiety in my heart is getting heavier and heavier!He found that he missed Jiuhua more and more during this period...

Sometimes in a dream, sometimes on the road, never have I thought about it like this.

No one would come to see him when he was not refrigerated, let alone how miserable he was after being refrigerated, let alone a human, not even a ghost would come.He took an ordinary job and spent a year in no time.

During this period, he developed a new habit of swiping the web!

He was waiting for the book to appear.

After get off work today, he returned home early because today is the opening day of the book "Three Lives".

After eating some dinner casually, I sat in front of the computer and continued to browse the web!

No!

still none!

The book seemed to have disappeared. He had seen the release date before time travelling. It was clearly on this day, but why didn't it?

Could it be that the time is too long, and my memory is wrong?

It's impossible to think about it, but I liked it at that time, so I specially remembered the name and the date of publication.

It was a pity that it took a long time at the beginning, the author only wrote one book and then closed the pen.As for the book review, the other party did not reply.

Qin Shaoyang swiped it over and over again, but still couldn't find it. In desperation, he had no choice but to stop his hands, leaned his body on the soft chair, and his mind went blank.

If history changes...he can't find his way back....

This kind of thing is not allowed!

Qin Shaoyang sat upright, staring at the computer, and made a decision in his mind.Maybe this decision goes against the principles!Maybe this decision will be spurned, but he has to do it.

He quickly opened it and registered a pseudonym.

That's right, he wrote the book "Three Lives Tribulation: Emperor of the Nine Flowers" on the Internet with his own hand, and even the pen name was the one he had read.

In this way, it seems that history has never changed.

He was obviously very vague about the plot, but the moment his hand touched the keyboard, the plot suddenly became clear, and he tapped the keyboard flexibly with both hands, typing characters one by one.

This book has been serialized for three full years, and Qin Shaoyang doesn't have that much time. Apart from work, he spends the rest of his time typing on the keyboard, then puts the manuscript in the manuscript box, and sets the time to send it on a regular basis, just like someone is sending out the manuscript every day Same.

It took him half a year to copy all the first ones.

Qin Shaoyang didn't miss a word, even if the author had something to say, he replied, as if he was having a conversation with the readers of the book.

Maybe it's because there is no heroine in the book, and the comments are full of wailing, Qin Shaoyang is not the author of the original book, of course he won't reply, he just glanced at it and quickly closed it, and wrote in the author's words, the heroine will appear in the next one .But I added in my heart, it's strange.

After completing all the tasks, Qin Shaoyang Xuezang's day has come. He remembers that it was an overseas director who changed the current unbearable situation.

And now he is going to go through the plot and find the director.

As a result, before he could walk out of the room, his vision darkened and he passed out again.

Fuck!He cursed in his heart, there is no end!

"........."

Qin Shaoyang felt dizzy and uncomfortable in his stomach.

He opened his eyes, looking at everything he was familiar with, his eyes were stained with joy.

"Wake up then—"

Looking up, I saw a little girl sitting on a soft chair not far away.

Qin Shaoyang endured stomach discomfort and got up slowly.Seeing the little girl holding a book in her hand, she flipped through it calmly without looking at him.

"What's wrong with me?"

The voice that came out was hoarse and rough!

Qin Shaoyang coughed and said again: "What's wrong with me?"

The little girl closed the book in her hand, walked up to Qin Shaoyang, and said in an emotionless voice, "You went to complete a task."

"What mission?" He asked in a daze.

Qin Shaoyang stopped the wild speculation in his heart, looked at the little girl in red, and hoped that the other party would give him an explanation.

I saw the little girl looking over blankly: "The task of creating this world."

This sentence exploded in my mind like a bolt from the blue.

"What did you say? What creation?"

He could feel his voice shaking.

The girl in red handed the book to Qin Shaoyang, held her head high, and said in an emotionless voice, "You'll know it when you read it."

After receiving the booklet, he glanced at it quickly, and when he saw the contents of the book, his color changed drastically, and he didn't even realize that the booklet was slipped from his hand.

The little girl picked up the manual, squeezed it hard, and the thing in her hand was reduced to ashes.

"This world is written by you stroke by stroke, and you are the creator of this world."

Qin Shaoyang squatted down, his eyes flickered coldly: "Who are you, and why do you know so clearly." To put it bluntly, he still didn't believe it.

"I'm nameless and I'm not a god. You don't have to be wary of me, and we won't meet again in the future." The girl's eyes were as dark as a sea of ​​ink, making it hard to see through.

Qin Shaoyang frowned, and opened his mouth to ask other questions, when the girl in red disappeared before his eyes.

... He stood up and looked around but did not find the girl.

"Yangyang, I got the concentric red line!"

Qin Shaoyang turned around and looked, seeing Jiuhua appear out of thin air again, the corner of his mouth twitched: "Can't you say hello in advance, come and go for a while, it will scare me, you know!"

Jiuhua was in deep thought, as if he was really considering Qin Shaoyang's words.

Then he nodded solemnly.

Qin Shaoyang walked over and held Jiuhua's hand, feeling like he had been separated from the people around him for a long time.Probably because of his initiative, the corners of Jiuhua's mouth kept rising.

He pointed to the red silk thread that Jiuhua held in his left hand, and asked, "What is this?"

"Of course it's something to love you—"

This sound came with a stream of light, the red stream of light dispersed, and it was Hong Niang who walked out of it.

Seeing Qin Shaoyang's puzzled expression, she curled her lips into a smile: "This thing can protect you for the rest of your life. After the two of you are bound, you will be your destined partner. As long as Jiuhua doesn't fall, you can borrow him to live forever."

"Then what if he fell before me?" Qin Shaoyang asked.

The matchmaker smiled and said seriously: "You can still live, but on the contrary, when you fall, he can only die."

Qin Shaoyang just refused, and then raised his hand to caress Jiuhua's side face. At this moment, he didn't know what to say. Immortals will indeed fall before gods. He never cared about it before, but he didn't expect Jiuhua to consider it.

And the man in front of him who loves him is still created by himself, is it destiny...

It's like a scholar drew a side character Danqing, and one day, the person in the painting walked down.

Qin Shaoyang didn't know what other people were feeling, he only knew that he was lucky.