After being dressed in trouble, the faint-hearted man forced me to become rich

06.

That night, the crew finished work in the middle of the night, and it was already three o'clock in the morning when Guan Yue returned to the hotel. Before he could sit down and catch his breath, his overtired body went on strike first.He collapsed to the ground in the dark, and when he woke up, he found that he was not in a hotel or a hospital, but in a well-decorated and antique house.

Guan Yue didn't want to celebrate the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and stared blankly at nothing: The company is so fucking incompetent!

He is exhausted to such a virtue, why can't the manager show kindness and send him to a hospital?Okay, even if you don't go to the hospital, you can't directly drag him to the crew to continue working!

No way, no way, the camera wouldn't take advantage of his dizziness to shoot a sleeping scene, wouldn't it be like squeezing peanut oil?

07.

After the silent resistance, Guan Yue calmed down, feeling more and more that something was wrong.

First, there was no one else in the closed room except him, let alone a camera microphone. Compared with a set, it was more like a real residence.

Second, he is obviously not wearing a costume. The colorful cloth strips are stitched here and there, and what should be exposed on his body is completely concealed. It is a walking mosaic.

This, no matter how you look at it, is not a normal person's clothes.

It's more like, like... reduced to prostitution, performing arts for rewards...

Yes, that's the word you thought of.

08.

Guan Yue rubbed his forehead in a daze. He didn't have a fever, so the waist-length hair draped behind his shoulders was not a hallucination.

Not a hallucination? ? ?

How can it be!No matter how many years he has lived, he has kept short hair for so many years!

The hand involuntarily slid from the forehead to the side of the face, Guan Yue gritted his teeth, and slapped himself violently.

The burning pain was forcing him to accept reality.

"哐!" Suddenly the closed door was kicked open, and a man dressed in ancient costume rushed in. He saw the light red handprint on Guan Yue's face at a glance, stomped his feet angrily and shouted loudly: "Don't slap your face! Do you know that your face is worth money? You are shameless and I want your head!"

"?" Guan Yue looked at the palm of his hand: "I didn't hit you again."

The bearded burly man who came in behind the man hurried forward and grabbed Guan Yue's wrist to prevent him from messing around.There was only one last hope in Guan Yue's heart: "Which program group are you from? Have I ever signed a spoof variety show?"

"Boss, I don't think this person can be used anymore." The bearded man looked at Guan Yue with contempt, and cursed in a rough voice: "I'm slapping myself, my brain is sick!"

Guan Yue:? ? ?

09.

Ancient costumes, ancient houses, ancient people.

……

Could it be that he has time traveled? !

10.

The man who is neither male nor female has been babbling since he entered the room: "Aren't you sick? I was sent here to guard this guy after committing a terrible crime. I thought that no matter how famous he is, he is just a He was just a musician who came here to scare and frighten, and he would definitely obey everyone, but looking at it now, he is actually a difficult master."

It was the first time in Guan Yue's life that he expressed sincere gratitude to the diarrhoea. When he was in school, he had read many time-travel novels. He had never eaten pork, but had he never seen a pig run? The original owner is very different, thus revealing his identity!

Thanks for the cursing, he got some useful information without asking: he, in this ancient world, seems to be a kidnapped musician.

It was so miserable, so miserable that he could bite his tongue and kill himself in place.

Guan Yue immediately regretted: I'm sorry, history teacher, if I listened carefully to your class, wouldn't I be able to at least tell which dynasty I was in?

What was he doing back then!

Oh, read time travel novels.

11.

Guan Yue listened to the chatterbox for 10 minutes, but he didn't hear anything useful. He just looked at the chatterbox quietly, thinking seriously: whether he is a man or a woman, he can't tell, and he can't hear it.

Talking tuberculosis, however, was so stared at that his scalp became numb. He pretended to be calm on the surface: "Oh, no wonder you never show your true face to others. It's a disaster to look like this."

"That," Guan Yue didn't answer his words, just said: "Can you let me look in the mirror?"

Chatterbox: "What are you doing?"

Guan Yue: "I want to kill myself beautifully."

12.

Seeing the familiar and no longer familiar face in the mirror, Guan Yue was completely confused

His appearance is the same as before the crossing, even the blur in front of his eyes - the degree of hyperopia has not changed, but compared with his memory, his skin at this time is a little whiter, his eyebrows are thinner, his lips are a little redder, The whole inexplicably matches this strange outfit.

There are two common types of time travel in novels, one is that the whole person travels to another time and space, and the other is that the soul travels to other people, but he obviously opened up a third way: the body to which his consciousness is attached is almost the same as that of the present world. He is fine.

Guan Yue hesitantly opened the front of his shirt, expecting the birthmark he was born with on his left shoulder.

It's a pity that the shoulders are clean, but there is a conspicuous gadget hanging on the waist.

Guan Yue recognized that it was the small lucky bag they had passed by the temple to ask for two months ago.

13.

It seems that this is the only thing that followed him through, and this is the whole thing...

He is still him.

Not quite him.

14.

Guan Yue couldn't figure it out after thinking about it, so he simply wanted to let go of himself, no matter what relationship he had with the original owner, living in harmony with this body, and waiting for the chance to wear it back alive is the kingly way.

"Hey! What are you doing stripping your clothes!" The chatterbox was on the point like a firecracker, and he was sullen and couldn't utter a few good words: "You will use some dirty tricks, Mr. Bian really picked the right person for letting you enter the palace!" gone."

His thoughts were pulled back to reality by the chatterbox, Guan Yue got to the point of the conversation, and he looked at me and said, "You kidnapped me to let me enter the palace, and I entered the palace with a man? The female respected literature is sincere and not deceiving." I?"

"What nonsense are you talking about." Talking tuberculosis looked at Guan Yue like a fool: "The one sitting on the dragon chair today is the fifth prince of the late emperor, prince, guess his mother."

Guan Yue: "?"

15.

Prince, male.

OK, fine, fortunately he read miscellaneous books, otherwise he really couldn't understand for a while.

16.

……Help.

Is it too late to bite your tongue and kill yourself now?

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