[Quick Transmigration] Take away the bloody protagonist

In the novel, Zhou Mao's birthday present for Hao Kaixin is also eaten.Zhou Mo didn't write down what Zhou Mao did in detail, but only wrote that it was a snack.Hao Kaixin noticed Zhou Mao because he ate Zhou Mao's snacks and praised him greatly, so the next series of plots happened.

The hair on Zhou Mao's forehead was really an eyesore, so he ran to the toilet and found a headband to wear for himself.Through the mirror in the toilet, for the first time, he seriously saw his own appearance in this world.Zhou Mao's hair in this world is a little long, and he looks a little gloomy.But when the hair is tied up to expose the whole face, he is a handsome young man, and his facial features still have a bit of Zhou Mao's shadow.Zhou Mao looked at his face carefully for a while, then turned and walked into the kitchen.

Zhou Mao was thinking in the kitchen.He asked the narrator: "You said that now that I am here as the protagonist, Hao Kaixin will be very happy if he makes anything casually?"

"No." The narrator replied: "You have to seriously make dim sum to make Hao Kaixin notice you."

"Why is this like this!" Zhou Mao felt a little unbelievable: "In the last story, I obviously liked me without being the male lead."

"In the previous story, it was the setting of the story that the male lead liked you, but not in this story." The narrator replied: "You need to make something that makes the male lead notice you, and then the male lead will contact you, get to know you, and fall in love with you again." you."

"It's too troublesome." Zhou Mao rubbed his hair: "What if I can't cook the food that the hero likes? What if the hero doesn't eat the food sent by fans? Don't celebrities eat casually? ?”

"There is food in this story." The narrator said: "If you don't attract Hao Kaixin's attention, then you need to repeat this story until he pays attention to you."

"Alas!" Zhou Mao sighed, and resignedly poured the flour into the sieve.

"But it shouldn't be a problem for you to make snacks?" the narrator said again.

"Well," Zhou Mao skillfully mixed the milk powder and starch, and added it to the flour: "Momo likes to eat what I make." He smiled again: "But it is also possible that she has a good appetite and is not picky about food. "

Although Zhou Mao's kitchen is not big, it has all the tools that Zhou Mao usually uses.There are also a lot of ingredients for cooking at home, so Zhou Mao doesn't have to go shopping at all.

How can I get Hao Kaixin to notice me?Zhou Mao thought for a while, then poured cocoa powder into the flour.He skillfully softened the butter and mixed it with the egg liquid, added some vanilla extract, sifted the mixture of various powders into the butter paste, mixed well, squeezed it onto the baking tray with decorations, and put it in the oven.

Zhou Mao intends to make simple cookies.He is somewhat confident in the taste of the cookies he makes, at least to the extent that they can be sold in the market.But trying to attract the attention of a well-informed big star based on taste alone can be a little tricky.While the oven was operating, Zhou Mao squatted next to the oven, thinking: If Hao Kaixin wants to notice me, he still needs some slanted methods.

Ten minutes later, Zhou Mao turned on the oven.The cookie batter is already formed, showing an attractive chocolate color and emitting a sweet smell.Zhou Mao nodded in satisfaction, put on his gloves and took out the baking tray.Added something to the cookie, and carefully spread the cookie flat in a square gift box.

The narrator watched everything Zhou Mao did, and couldn't help but ask, "Is this really feasible?"

"Try it." Zhou Mao closed the lid of the gift box and wrapped it with a ribbon. "No, just start over."

The narrator sighs and says, "It's up to you."

Zhou Mao smiled and said, "Why do you still have a helpless tone? If you are willing to give me a golden finger, so that everyone who has eaten my food will fall in love with me, why do I have to go to such trouble?"

Narrator: "I'm just an ordinary narrator, I don't understand cheating at all."

Zhou Mao: "You still say! Who was the one who flew Su Mutong's plane in the last story?"

The narrator knew he was wrong, so he kept his mouth shut.And Zhou Mao didn't care, after finishing the snacks, he took off his headband and ran out to explore the world Zhou Mo created.

Soon it was the day of the birthday party.Hao Kaixin's birthday party was held in a gymnasium.As a very popular idol, the gymnasium is naturally full.Zhou Mao and several girls who were drawn to give Hao Kaixin gifts in person were preparing in the background. He carefully looked at the girls around him, then looked at the crowd in the stands, and asked the narrator: "Do you think Zhou Mo's consciousness will be Will it be among these people?"

"I don't think so." The narrator pondered: "These people are all background characters, and they don't even have names. If Zhou Mo's consciousness is to appear, it should be a more important character."

"That's right." Zhou Mao hugged the box tightly, and quietly sat on the stool with the others, waiting for the notice of admission.He looked at the team preparing to enter the venue to give gifts, only to find that there was another boy among them.He looks exquisite and delicate, with some feminine features, Zhou Mao didn't recognize him as a boy when he glanced over him for the first time.Looking at him, Zhou Mao couldn't help but think of another handsome boy who picked him up at the airport.

"It's really amazing." Zhou Mao muttered, "Hao Kaixin's male fans are all beautiful boys like me, he is very lucky."

Narrator: "...don't want to talk to him."

After a while, a staff member arranged for Zhou Mao and his fans to stand in a row, ready to go on stage.The host's cheerful voice came from the stage: "Today, there are a few fans who brought gifts and wanted to give Kaixin a sincere birthday wish. Let us welcome them!"

Zhou Mao heard huge applause.The team started to move, and Zhou Mao followed the team onto the stage. The lights made him unable to keep his eyes open.Vaguely, he saw Hao Kaixin standing in the middle of the stage.

Zhou Mao was the last one in the team.Some of the girls in front gave pictures drawn by themselves, and some also gave food.With a professional smile, Hao Kaixin opened the gift on the spot, said a few words of praise, and then gave the fans a warm hug. The fans would happily cover their faces and run off the stage happily. There would also be a burst of envy from the audience sound.

Soon it was Zhou Mao's turn.Zhou Mao handed the gift box to Hao Kaixin with both hands.Hao Kaixin took it, smiled and said, "Thank you, what is this?"

The hair on Zhou Mao's forehead was too long, so he couldn't see Hao Kaixin's face clearly.He raised his head slightly and replied, "It's cookies."

Hao Kaixin still smiled and asked, "Can I open it and have a look?"

Zhou Mao nodded.

Hao Kaixin untied the ribbon, opened the box, and the smile froze on his face.In the box, several brown and black biscuits were spread on the blood-red wrapping paper. On each biscuit was written a large character crookedly with red jam. The combination was exactly:

"I've been watching you secretly for a long time!!!—Zhou Mao"

18 yuan biscuits, four of which have exclamation marks drawn on them.Zhou Mao was afraid that Hao Kaixin would not notice him, so he signed his name on two biscuits.He also tilted the cookie on purpose to give the jam a bloodstained effect.

Zhou Mao felt Hao Kaixin's body paused obviously, and knew that he was shocked by his gift.Under the eyes of tens of thousands of people, Hao Kaixin couldn't do anything, so he glanced at Zhou Mao.Against his will, he praised: "It's really an exquisite snack! I will taste it later!" Then he closed the box and handed it to the assistant beside him.Turning around by myself, I said to the audience: "I am very happy to receive so many exquisite gifts. The next song is my new song, and I will dedicate it to my fans as a thank you."

Zhou Mao sneaked off the stage when everyone was not paying attention.After mingling with the audience, he quietly said to the narrator: "How is it? Judging by Hao Kaixin's reaction, I probably succeeded."

The narrator seems to be very speechless about Zhou Mao's behavior: "You are all intimidating behavior. Just wait, you are lucky if Hao Kaixin didn't call the police to arrest you after the birthday party."

"What if he really calls the police?" Zhou Mao didn't expect this to happen again, and asked worriedly.

"What else can I do? This plot can't be saved." The narrator said angrily: "You can go back to the beginning with peace of mind."

Zhou Mao stuck out his tongue.Fortunately, the plot has not progressed much yet, and there is nothing to worry about going back to the beginning.

Besides, his physical safety is also guaranteed, and he can stay in this world as long as he wants until he finds Zhou Mo.Zhou Mao thought.

On the stage, Hao Kaixin was still singing.He is worthy of being an idol, his voice is deep and sexy, his singing is very nice, and the typhoon is also natural and generous.Zhou Mao decided to put the plot aside and enjoy the idol star's birthday party. After all, he had never participated in such an event in the real world.

The birthday party was over soon, Zhou Mao was sitting in the gymnasium, watching the noisy crowd decrease little by little, stood up slowly, and walked to the exit.To his relief, there was no roaring police car waiting at the door to catch him.It seems that this Hao Kaixin has a bit of conscience.

Zhou Mao breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly remembered the last world.At that time, Su Mutong traveled through time, so in this world, is it possible that Hao Kaixin also...

"You are the only traveler in this world." Bang Bai read Zhou Mao's thoughts and said, "So you have to act seriously, and if you accidentally reveal your secrets, you can only start over."

"Oh," Zhou Mao made a helpless expression: "I'm the worst at acting."

"I know." The narrator said, "You can challenge yourself here. Maybe when you get out, you will find that you have another way to survive as an actor."

The narrator added: "A sketch actor."

Zhou Mao curled his lips: "Don't look down on sketch actors, sketch actors can go to the Spring Festival Gala, but TV drama actors may not be sure."

Narrator: "Not all sketch actors can be on the Spring Festival Gala. With your level, it would be nice to be on the big stage in the country."

Zhou Mao was talking to the narrator while walking home along the road.At this time, the sky had just darkened and the lights were just coming on. People walking on the side of the road were chatting and laughing in twos and threes.The hawkers selling snacks shouted one after another, and the aroma of food rushed to the face.Zhou Mao walked slowly, he hadn't taken a walk in the evening for a long time, and the surrounding scene was warm and cozy.

I wonder where Zhou Mo will be in this world?Will she also come out in the evening and take a walk looking at the lights on the side of the road?Is there anyone by her side?

Zhou Mao thought silently, and turned into the alley in front of his house.He didn't notice that a black car was approaching him quietly and slowly.

The author has something to say:

I hope to make the story more interesting, and I want to modify the outline a little bit, and I will stop it for a week first.sorry