Wearing a book: I conquer the male protagonist with my beauty

Qing Chenxu still wanted to rely on the system to get away with it, but Duan Mu didn't cooperate: "You should come this time, I have too many things on my mind and I'm not suitable for this game. You won't be able to help me if you don't."

Qing Chenxu was thoughtful: "So I really have nothing to fear, you should be able to wake me up soon. Then let me do it!"

Qing Chenxu thinks that his life is perfect, and this little checkpoint is a rewarding project, no pressure, very easy!

After taking the medicine, he sat on the only chair in the room, and with a burst of dizziness, he entered a hallucination.

From the outside, he was just sitting on a chair with his eyes closed, and even the corners of his slightly curved lips could be seen.

"He's laughing? Isn't it a test of fear?" Duan Mu was puzzled.

Cang Luo disciple next to him replied: "The beginning of fear is happiness. This is just the beginning."

In the illusion, Qing Chenxu returned to the rented room before he wore the book.

A house of more than 50 square meters, full of daily necessities.Although numerous, it is not messy.

The window sill is a white tatami mat, and on the tatami mat is a brown low coffee table, on which there is a layer of his clean notebook.

Qing Chenxu hugged his soft plush doll, jumped onto the tatami, and opened his notebook: "Come on! Today is also a day full of energy!"

Today the website updated yesterday's data, let him see how the harvest is.

When he opened it, he was stunned: "What's going on? Why is the drop off so bad? Why was it so low yesterday? What's going on?"

This is a book he has worked hard to create for half a year, and the estimated income is more than five figures.

Now the serialization has reached more than 20 words, and it is entering a rising period. Yesterday's data is like a high-altitude crash, the kind of plummeting...

Before he could find out the reason, the editor called and cursed.He quickly explained: "Edit, I didn't plagiarize..."

"Editor, listen to my explanation..."

"Editor, please give me another chance..."

"Liquidated damages? Ten times... blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah..."

Qing Chenxu sat slumped on the ground, never expecting such a thing to happen, his own idea, actually collided with a platinum boss of a certain website, and continued to collide, in the words of the editor, he is the most despicable The most shameful imitation is plagiarism.

"I didn't...how could it be possible!" Qing Chenxu was confused at the moment, and the red-headed notice on the website was quickly posted. It was a public punishment for him, and it was simply a cruel torture.

And when he found the platinum tycoon of a certain website, he actually saw the explanation issued by the author, directly and decisively criticized his book title and pseudonym, and threatened to call the police, and the court summons would be sent to his address soon...

Qing Chenxu collapsed directly, and collapsed without embarrassment.In a frenzy, he smashes notebooks, throws away stuffed animals, and flips everything within reach.

His innocence and grievances cannot be explained, no one believes him, no one defends him: "Why did this happen...why did you do this to me?"

"I didn't plagiarize...I didn't..."

On the other side, Duan Mu squatted in front of Qing Chenxu, watching the person on the chair open his eyes, but his spiritual consciousness fell into another fantasy world, those beautiful fox eyes couldn't stop crying, his lips trembled, and he whispered softly :

"No...I didn't...I didn't plagiarize..."

"Senior Brother Six!! Wake up! Didn't you say you can do it! Take heart!!" Duan Mu, who was completely unaware, could only grab his arm and try to shake him awake.

Qing Chenxu stared with tears in his eyes, but did not respond to Duan Mu's shaking.

Cang Luo disciple next to him explained: "This is useless, he can't feel pain, unless your words can relieve his nightmare and resonate with him, otherwise there is no way to wake him up."

"Then come on, both of you, I'll come back in half an hour."

Cang Luo disciple left.

Duan Mu looked at the shivering young man in front of him again, not knowing how to react for a moment.He thought for a long time before he held his face and pressed his forehead together.

"Qing Chenxu, please tell me all your pain!"

These words entered Qing Chenxu's illusion——

Qing Chenxu was sitting slumped on the ground, and a handsome man appeared in front of him. The man gently held his tear-stained face and said to him in a gentle and firm tone: "Qing Chenxu, please tell me all about your pain." I!"

Qing Chenxu was stunned for a moment, as if grabbing a life-saving duckweed, he desperately explained: "They said I plagiarized, do you believe me? I didn't, how could I do such a thing, do you believe me?"

"Of course I believe you." The other said.

"Then can you explain to them for me? No one believes me... I'm afraid of facing this kind of thing..." Qing Chenxu was terrified.

"Leave it all to me!" The other party said in an extremely firm tone, "Leave all the things you don't want to do to me, and let me be your strongest backing."

Qing Chenxu burst into tears: "Can I trust you?"

"Of course, I will support the sky when it falls. There is nothing in this world that I, Duan Mu, can't settle. With me here, you can sit back and relax."

There are many people who talk big, but only this person's tone of voice has a special momentum and a special persuasive force, just like the unique halo blessing of the protagonist in his writing, and others will think it is delicious to fart.

"I believe in you! I believe in you!" Qing Chenxu threw himself into his arms, sucking in the strong sense of security. At this moment, he was really not afraid of anything.

But when the style of painting changed, Qing Chenxu felt that the strength of the other party holding him increased, and his fiery breath breathed on his neck, and the hand holding his waist slowly slipped down.

"Ah!! You, you, you... no!!"

But the other party buried himself in his neck and said in a low voice: "I can help you without hesitation, but it depends on your performance..."

Qing Chenxu understood in a daze, and stopped struggling: "You are right..."

In reality, Duan Mu had already bewitched Qing Chenxu with a few words, and he even planned to take him down in one fell swoop when he was temporarily in an illusion and his heart was fragile!

Even if it's just an in-depth exchange, the intake of Dementor Incense should be able to support him in controlling the devil to release his brothers and sisters.

His hand was reaching for Qing Chenxu's belt, when he was suddenly grabbed by the other party. Qing Chenxu was already awake, and he covered his head with one hand and grabbed him with the other: "Duan Mu, are you finished?! Don't take your time like this!" Human beings are in danger!"

"Uh..." Duan Mu withdrew his hand and explained stiffly, "I won't do this, I'm afraid you won't wake up for a while!"

"Thank you! Don't think I don't know what you're thinking." Qing Chenxu wiped away her tears, packed her clothes, got up and walked out.

Duan Mu followed behind him, and asked with a smile, "Speaking of which, what are you most afraid of? Do you know how pitiful you are just now?"

"Nothing, something that will never happen."

The world of the illusion distorts too much rationality, and when he wakes up, he realizes that the logic of the illusion cannot be explained at all. He is indeed afraid that something will happen to his book, but it is absolutely impossible for the situation in the illusion to happen.

The logic of the illusion is that there is no logic.