Junior brother, stealing the show is risky!

"Phew, I've finally finished watching." Yan Qiu glanced back at the electronic clock beside the bed, it was already past four o'clock in the morning.Speaking of which, since he plunged headlong into the workplace after graduation, he has seldom had this kind of crazy behavior of staying up late and reading until the early morning.

Well, even if I stay up late, I drink a few glasses of wine with others and play cards twice, instead of reading novels alone.

Today is the right time and place. Yesterday I got up to go to work, but it was day and night outside, with thunder roaring and heavy rain pouring down.A red rainstorm warning was displayed on the TV, everyone on Weibo posted photos and shouted that the end is coming, and the mobile phone also received a text message from the personnel department to wait for the rain to subside before going to work.

But this astonishing rain never stopped.If it wasn't too boring, he wouldn't have opened his account a few years ago and started reading novels.

Although he thinks that he has been immersed in the novel field for more than ten years, he has turned from an obsession at the beginning to a venomous party in the past few years, and later he has not read it for a long time because of his busy work, but he suddenly changed like this. Not to mention that the current novel really... opened the door to a new world!

Just like the "Shangshen" he just watched, it is a process in which the protagonist is constantly becoming stronger and accepting younger brothers, and then he is famous in the world and has a full-level skill and surpasses all living beings.It is obviously the routine of Grandpa Jin Yong, but it can be grinded into more than 1000 chapters... a huge masterpiece.

Fortunately, he was smart enough to watch half and half, otherwise he would have to fight to the end now.He is the kind of person who can't let go of the starman until he finishes reading the novel, even though he is actually complaining all the way.

After staying up for so many hours, my eyes are already sore and uncomfortable.Yan Qiu stood up and opened the curtains to take a look. There was still a patter of rain outside, and a sudden flash of lightning flashed before his eyes, so he hurriedly lowered the curtains.

"It would be great if we had another long vacation." Yan Qiuhui yawned, getting ready to sleep.It's not raining anymore, so I'm sure I have to go to work tomorrow.

He was about to turn off the phone screen when he suddenly realized that the page of the novel just now hadn't exited, and he was pulled back to the position of the first few chapters by accident.

At that time, the protagonist was still chopping firewood in the original division, and the cold senior brother in the room was angry because the porridge he sent was not cooked enough.

"It's really nozuonodiewhyyoutry, you deserve to have such a miserable life in the future, and you will offend Guangguang when you meet the protagonist with a halo." Yan Qiu pressed back to exit, and couldn't help complaining.This book has come and gone without knowing how many people appeared on the stage. He has no more than one-tenth of the impressions, and even less can remember the names.

This elder brother is quite special, his name is Yan Qiu, so Yan Qiu remembered it after just one glance.

Because when he was young, he felt that the name Qiuhui was too feminine, so most of his friends omitted the last word and just called him Yanqiu.

Throwing the phone aside, Yan Qiu turned off the bedside lamp and went to sleep resolutely.If he can't get up tomorrow, the accumulated work will crush him to death.

After staying up late and using his eyes too much, Yan Qiuhui quickly fell asleep.But he obviously slept very lightly, and the characters and scenes in the book went back and forth in his mind, as if sinking himself.

When he opened his eyes again, his head was still groggy.He couldn't help but patted himself on the head, starting to regret wasting his precious rest time for a broken book.

He looked up and glanced out the window, the sky was still gray.I don't know if it's not dawn, or it's still cloudy today.

By the way, the phone alarm clock hasn't rung yet.

He reached out to the left side of the bed to check what time it was, but bumped into a hard object.Looking over subconsciously, the whole person froze.

What is that black box?

He didn't have a good sleeping habit, so even though he slept alone, there were two pillows on the bed, so he could sleep comfortably even if he tossed and turned.

It's not surprising that the pillow beside the bed fell under the bed on weekdays, but...it's unbelievable that a box that has never been seen before suddenly appeared, right?

He thought he had read it wrong, rubbed his eyes and looked again, the box was still there.

Heck!

He thought that maybe he was hallucinating, and looked out of the window again, only to see the gray sky, he remembered that he had to draw the blackout curtains before going to sleep last night!

No, this is not my room at all!

He stared wide-eyed at the exquisite circular wooden window, the floor-to-ceiling glass in his room!Looking at other places, there is no mosquito net above the head, Simmons is not sleeping under the body, the wardrobe is gone, and what is replaced is a room that is completely messy and looks a bit gloomy with ancient decorations!

He quickly got up, stepped on the wooden floor and almost fell a dog - he didn't notice that he was sleeping on a couch now, which was not as high as before!

He just breathed a sigh of relief, but it's a pity that God must play tricks on him once, and he can only escape the first day of the junior high school but not the fifteenth day.After standing still, he didn't notice that there was a heavy black metal block in front of him, he raised his foot and bumped into it, and he only had time to squat down/hug his left foot with an "ow".

It hurts like hell!

"Eldest brother, what's the matter with you?" Perhaps his cry was too shrill, and soon someone opened the door and ran in, asking anxiously.

The thumb and index finger on the foot were bruised and looked like they were going to form blood clots.Yan Qiu was so painful that his eyes were about to burst into tears. There was nothing he could do. He was very sensitive to pain since he was a child.However, he firmly remembered that he was already a man in his 20s, so he held back his breath and said, "It's nothing..."

When he looked up and saw the person in front of him, he gasped suddenly.

"You... why are you dressed like this..." he stammered.

"Is there anything? Elder Brother is dressed the same?" The person who came was a boy of twelve or thirteen years old. He looked at his clothes inexplicably. It was very clean!Aren't they all the uniform of the teachers?What's more, they are all inner disciples, so it's normal for them to dress the same.

When Yan Qiu heard the words, he lowered his head and glanced at himself, even his hands trembled.

Sure enough, the clothes are exactly the same, and the body does not match her original height. What happened to Nima... Wait!He was called Senior Brother just now?

Yan Qiu almost knelt down.

He has never joined any gang/clique, except for taking martial arts as an elective in college sports, and has not enrolled in any training classes for martial arts...

"What is this place?" He asked tremblingly, and then he was startled by the childish voice in his mouth.

"This is your room. Senior brother, if you have nothing to do, I'll go out first. We'll go to practice later." The young man frowned and looked him up and down, thinking he was drowsy.

Only the proud disciples of the master master have this kind of treatment. They can attend the morning class at will, and they can enjoy the elixirs in the sect first. A few days ago, they dared to ask for someone to serve them.

Sure enough, he is the son of a big family!

Yan Qiuhui was heartbroken by the look in his eyes, and wondered to himself what the hell is this?Could it be that I have a grudge against him?

It wasn't until the boy walked out with his back straight that Yan Qiuhui stood up and looked at the room again.

The room was not well furnished, the simple bed was next to the window, and there was only a quilt, a pillow, and a box on it.On the right side of where he is standing now, there is an old wooden cabinet and a chair.Between the bed and the wooden cabinet, that is, there is a wooden table next to the box beside the bed. The tabletop has been polished and there is only an old book in blue on it.

Compared with his previous room of more than 60 square meters, it was pitifully small.But why is there a strange sense of familiarity?

Seeing that the only thing worth studying in the house was the old book, Yan Qiuhui walked over without hesitation.The book was very thin, he picked it up and opened the first page, and was shocked again.

In the lower right corner of the title page of the book, there are two neatly written small letters: Yan Qiu.

If it wasn't for the obvious pain in his feet, he would have suspected that he hadn't woken up yet.He turned to the next page, and there were four big characters on it: the method of getting started.

Something flashed through his mind, he shivered, and finally knew where the strange sense of familiarity in his heart came from——the first sect the protagonist had been in in "Shang Shen", that is, the name had something to do with him. The masters of the cannon fodder brother Yan Qiu who are two points similar, their clothes are not the same black and white robes?

There is also this shabby room that makes people want to cry. Every time the protagonist returns to the room in the book, he has to describe it again!Of course, the protagonist's treatment at that time was far inferior to that of the elder brother, the room was smaller, the wooden cabinet was more broken, and the table lacked a leg.

So he ran into a book?He put down the book suddenly, ignoring the pain in his toes, opened the door and ran out in three steps at a time.

As expected, there was a rather large courtyard outside, the middle courtyard was empty, and only a few towering trees with luxuriant branches could be seen in a few corners.More than a dozen large and small houses circled the courtyard. As it is gray today, only a ray of sunlight can be seen vaguely.It seems that the location and lighting of the room he lives in are almost the best.

But that didn't comfort him at all.

The scene he had just read in the book became the reality of his present existence.Yan Qiuhui stood stunned, he is just a technical ape, can anyone explain to him which god made this joke?