Chapter 1: Remembering a not-so-friendly book crossing

"Mr. Qi, you haven't closed your eyes for two days, take a rest."

"Xingchen I can't sleep until I'm awake ...... How are they, Master and Miss?"

"Waiting in the side lounge, both haven't been able to close their eyes."

Who's talking?

Qi Xingchen was awakened by the sound of two men talking, trying to see who it was, but couldn't hold her eyelids open.

The person called "Mr. Qi" continued, "In a moment, you can ask the governor's private chef, Old Li, to make some congee and send it over."

"Good."

"By the way," Mr. Ki asked again, "did you find out what caused Xingchen to fall on the back of his head?"

The person being cross-examined was silent for a few moments, presumably making no progress.

"...... It's been two days, what are the twelve of you in the Chief Assistant's Office doing, you can't even find out this little thing?!"

"The place where the second young master fell happened to be a dead end where Noah's Entertainment didn't have cameras. It happened too late in the day, and we couldn't find any eyewitnesses to the incident. ......"

Perhaps the angry voice of "Mr. Qi" woke Qi Xingchen up, and he finally opened his eyes.

Looking around, he was now in what was supposed to be a hospital room with all white walls. There were two large testing instruments by the bed, JingAn Hospital and the ward number were embroidered on one corner of the bed sheet, and his name was on the hospital gown.

But it wasn't like a ward - it was much larger than a normal ward, with a bathroom and cubicles. The curtains were made of a gold thread blend, and even the sheets and gowns were of a very soft silk texture.

In short, it's the kind of top-drawer luxury scene you'd expect to find in a Ma Lisu novel.

At one end of the hospital bed sat a twenty-seven or twenty-eight year old man, dressed in a superbly tailored black suit, with deep features and a fingernail-sized blue diamond on his tie clip reflecting a mesmerizing halo of light.

Brows tightly frowned, think also know that this is just talking about "Mr. Qi".

...... But the problem is, Qi Xingchen doesn't even know this person!

Mr. Qi, still fuming over not being able to find a reason, snorted coldly, "Fine, then let the entire Noah Entertainment come together to make amends to Xingchen! Tomorrow you have the Securities Department and Legal Affairs Department work together to draw up a plan to acquire forty percent of Noah's shares."

"Mr. Qi, Noah Entertainment's shareholding composition is complicated, and the acquisition may take a lot of effort and cost."

"It's okay to be tired for Xingchen, as for the money,......." Mr. Qi's tail tone lengthened, "That a few dimes, just to Noah shareholders as the New Year's Eve New Year's Eve money."

Mr. Qi, Noah Entertainment ...... Qi Xingchen was more and more shocked by what he heard, and gradually realized one thing - he might have worn into a book!

The day before yesterday he bought tickets to the Ai Dou Bai Ye concert from a station sister he knew, but the result was that halfway through the concert he received news of a stage accident and was shocked to be in a car accident.

I thought I was going to die, but I didn't realize I was wearing a book.

Of course that's not a good thing, because this is a female fan YYY, with Bai Ye as the male lead and the female fan herself as the female lead, a Ma Lisu tome that combines sweet favors, sous vide, and power and intrigue, "Peach of the Night".

The story is about Tao Tao's life as a heroine, who has won a Golden Horse Award and a small gold medal after stepping on a movie star and tearing down a movie queen.

And he's just a cannon fodder in there with the same name and very lucky to have a large family of cannon fodder.

No, maybe he's not even cannon fodder. He has no lines and has only appeared once.

The original text reads:

It was autumn, and the cold wind swept up the yellowed leaves, making a rustling sound. Tao Tao, draped in Bai Ye's coat, stood side by side with Bai Ye at a corner of the cemetery, sweeping his eyes over the tombstones in front of him.

"Qi Xiaoming , Qi Yunxiao , Qi Yuji , Qi Xingchen , Qi Jiaze , Liang Jing ......" Tao Tao's cherry blossom-like lips trembled, "Ah Night, you did really well, they are all here. A family, the most important thing is to be neat and tidy ......"]

Yes, that's right, it happened just once.

The family members don't get a few chapters, and then they all get screwed over by the hero. One end of a nest, that's the true meaning of Ma Lisu's awesome writing.

"Xingchen, you, you're awake?" At this time, Mr. Qi realized that he had woken up, and his gloomy expression instantly turned to surprise as he hurriedly instructed the bodyguard at the door to go to the office and call for a doctor.

A large group of people hula rushed in, Qi Xingchen brain instantly blank, even how to be taken to the CT room to take pictures, how to be taken out do not know.

By the time he slowed down, he was on the tarmac on the top floor of the hospital.

...... To come to see a sub-disease you have to send out an airplane, I'm afraid that Ma Yun's father would not dare to write this.

Qi Xingchen enters the cabin with a starry-eyed support.

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It was only when Qi Xingchen arrived at the Qi family's home base that he realized that private jets were nothing more than small potatoes.

Qi family in the city center has a whole set of lake villas, the lake is the Qi family high price auction land, find engineers dug out. Inside the breeding of many freshwater fish, when first built once became a good place for public recreation after dinner.

Qijia unbearable disturbance, and planted a circle of greenery in the surrounding, built a fence and set up security booths, only gradually restored tranquility.

The large crowd still surrounded Qi Xingchen as he entered. On the flight back, he had been able to match the names of the people; these were his family and servants.

The splendor of the villa can be imagined, Qi Xingchen has already seen numbness, turned his head and said, "Thank you, I want to go back to my room to rest for a while."

"We're all family, we're not allowed to say thank you in the future." Qi Xingchen's father held Qi Xingchen's arm, "Let's go, I'll take you upstairs."

The original owner's room is on the far right side of the second floor of the villa, and having just been put into this body, Qi Xingchen didn't know how the original owner and his father got along with each other, and didn't want to be exposed, so he could only act like a three year old toddler, and was escorted up the stairs step by step by Qi's father.

Qi's father is nearly sixty this year, extremely well-maintained, looking at the face is only more than forty years old. Usually do not smile, today his son is not easy to wake up, a long time to reveal a trace of a smile.

Walking to the door, Qi's father's smile deepened, "Xingchen, open the door and take a look."

Qi Xingchen: "?"

Puzzled, he pushed the door open, followed by nearly being scared away by the gift boxes piled all over the floor.

There's no room for anyone to stand, what's this for?

"Ahem," Qi's father was a little embarrassed and cleared his throat, "Xingchen, these are your discharge gifts from dad."

"...... So much?"

"Dad is old and doesn't know what young people like. Listening to the driver say that his son likes sneakers very much, dad let someone buy all the limited edition sneakers back, you see if it suits you."

"--It doesn't matter if it doesn't fit," added Qi's father after a pause, "Just throw it in the warehouse, no need to be burdened."

Qi Xingchen didn't know what to reply for a moment, nodding and stepping stiffly over the gift box. Qi's father thought he had accepted it and finally smiled as he helped him close the door.

I thought the original room would be as luxurious as the outside, but contrary to Qi Xingchen's imagination, the large space is very clean and fresh.

Aside from the autographed basketballs and signed guitars in the display case, all that was left was a bed, a computer desk, and a carved yellow pearwood chair.

Qi Xingchen was finally able to catch her breath and drop herself onto the bed, closing her eyes as she searched her mind for fragments of memory.

The novel didn't do a setup of the original owner, and as one of the characters, the original owner has his own basic information.

The original main character is the third child of the Qi family, twenty years old this year, a junior in an art college. Last year, she was discovered by her agent and signed into Noah Entertainment, where the male lead of Peaches of the Night is located, as an artist.

In order to prove himself with his family, the original owner did not show his Qi family's identity to the company. Later, he fell out with his agent and was released, and hung around in the company without being able to go up and down, so he hung around for a year, and is still a one hundred and eighty line that has not been found.

"......"

Did you become a rich kid for nothing? What's this all about?

Qi Xingchen took a deep breath and got up to go to the bathroom to wash his face. When he wiped his face, he remembered that he still didn't know what the original owner looked like, and hurriedly raised his head to scrutinize the face in the mirror.

It was similar to his real self, a little shorter, a little thinner and sharper chin, but otherwise almost identical.

With much less awkwardness in using someone else's body, Qi Xingchen shook off the water droplets and sat down in front of the computer.

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At this stage, the most important thing is to wear out from the book, but before he goes out, he has to save his own life. According to the timeline of the book, half a month later Qi's family is about to start the journey of family destruction. Stage accident Ai Dou still do not know how it, he must live out, he can not die.

If you want to save your own little life, you need to know more about the male lead, the original丨bullet丨bullet level danger factor, after all, the Qi family was uprooted by him.

Qi Xingchen opened his Weibo account and typed in the word "Bai Ye".

A plethora of photos and videos poured out immediately afterward, ranging from candid fan shots, street shots, and clips from concerts and events attended.

The youth in the photo was tall, his eyebrows were open and stern, and his dark eyes were full of arrogance and aggression.

...... Peach of the Night is really written after him Ai Dou, he looks and looks exactly the same.

The number of microblogging fans is the same, nearly 80 million, deservedly the first traffic.

Qi Xingchen hesitated for a long time to look at the highly-reverted male lead "Bai Ye", whom she has been a fan of for seven years, but now she has to go against him, which is a bit hard to accept.

It was only when it was dark that he managed to convince himself that this was a fan fiction of Ma Lisu, and that the "Bai Ye" in the book was a piece of paper, not his own Ai Dou.

His own Ai Dou is in reality, remembered by millions of people, and his safety is uncertain.

The original owner's certified microblog has been operated by a company. Qi Xingchen moved his arm and made up his mind to apply for a small number.

Fans are the group that has the most information about celebrities, and he is going to take advantage of the fact that he is in the same company as the male lead, and first explode some true and false information to become a big fan, and then look for a chance to penetrate into the inner circle of Bai Ye's fan base, so he might be able to get some useful information.

Account application successful, microblogging pop-up pop-up window - [please set your nickname]

Qi Xingchen Typing: Bai Ye Wife.

-[Sorry, the nickname is already taken]

He's typing again: Bai Ye's real girlfriend.

-[Sorry, the nickname is already taken]

He held back a strong nausea: Bai Ye's little sweetheart.

-[Sorry, the nickname is already taken]

...... This doesn't work? What the hell else could work?

I'm going to have to make it a little more complicated, Qi Xingchen, who is furiously hitting the keyboard: "I've been thinking about you all night.

[Setting is successful, congratulations on the start of your microblogging journey].

It's done? Qi Xingchen stroked back a Liu Hai, hooking the corner of his lips.

Meh, it's not just a paperboy male lead.

If you can mess with me, I'll take your name from now on!