Kill one protagonist in one day [Quick Transmigration]

Mo Jiu was taken aback, and he didn't think of any shameful things about actor Tan in the plot line.Just as he was about to continue to decline without changing his face, he saw Director Ye winking at him:

"It's just that there is a rumor on the road——"

"It is said that Emperor Tan only needs a touch of wine."

"It will start telling bad jokes!"

"Is this true?"

"It's fake."

[-] said firmly.It squatted on Mo Jiu's shoulder, patted his chest and assured:

"There is no such statement in the plot line, not to mention that it is your soul that controls Tan Yixuan's body now. According to the strength of your soul, it will definitely last a thousand cups! Even if you are thrown into a wine tank and let go to drink, it will be fine!"

……

Mo Jiu had reservations about [-]'s words, sighed dumbfoundedly, and was about to refuse again, but saw Ye Daoist stuffing a small and exquisite crystal cup into his hand.There is a mouthful of light green liquid in it, like the purest emerald.

"I know you don't drink, this is kiwi juice specially prepared for you!"

"90.00% of it is pure fruit juice, just a little, a little alcohol."

Director Ye chuckled, and with some difficulty, he used his finger to draw the number of the dot.It was obvious that he was very drunk, and this kind of drunk was the most difficult to pester.

Mo Jiu lowered his head and sniffed, the emerald-like liquid did not have a trace of wine smell, only a faint fragrance lingered in his nose.He raised his glass to Dao Ye in a compromised manner, and raised his head.Relying on the borrowing, the small amount of liquid seemed to have fallen into his mouth, but in fact it had been completely contributed to the thick carpet under his feet.

Ye Dao was happy, but he didn't notice this.After he bid farewell, he still wanted to get up to see him off, but he couldn't even stand firmly.

Leaving the box with noisy people, the good sound insulation facilities make the corridor extremely quiet, like another world.After asking a waiter for the location of the bathroom, Mo Jiu walked towards it without saying a word, his pace obviously faster than usual.

Halfway through the walk, he tore off his tie annoyedly and opened the neckline.Mo Jiu's movements lost the calmness and elegance of the past, and brought a bit of haste and urgency.He frowned slightly, and his pace quickened a little.In the silent corridor for a while, only the sound of light and heavy breathing could be heard.

"Jiujiu, what's wrong with you?"

[-] hurriedly followed beside him, and asked with some hesitation, since Mo Jiu left the box, something seemed wrong.

"Your face is so red..."

"[-], the cure for the hangover."

Mo Jiu ordered concisely.He squinted his eyes. If there was a mirror here, Mo Jiu would have noticed that the sharp gaze that was usually hidden under his gentle appearance was inadvertently revealed, with the ruthless bloodthirsty unique to the destroyer.

"But you haven't counted yet, and you can't overdraw as a newcomer, you can't afford it!"

Guangnao circled around Mo Jiu twice at a loss, mumbling in doubt:

"It shouldn't be, you didn't drink, you just smelled it! Even Tan Yixuan couldn't..."

The crisp voice of [-] was already a little fuzzy in his ears, and Mo Jiu's mind was dizzy at this moment, and he had no choice but to lean on the wall and move forward relying on willpower.

The walk to the bathroom itself was not long, but it felt like a century to him.Tan Yixuan's drunken physique is simply too bad, and he must tell 1748 not to choose such a body again in the future.Mo Jiu thought in his heart that his unusually sober brain was rarely dazed, which was a feeling he had never felt before.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Meow?"

How could there be a cat in a luxury hotel, could it be that...

Dizziness filled his nerves, and Mo Jiu stopped walking.He leaned against the wall and rubbed the center of his brow with his fingers, his expression was very bad.He was careless, he didn't expect Tan Yixuan's drinking capacity to be so bad.Although no one passed by in this corridor, if someone found the film king lying here without any image, it would be a big joke.

"Meow..."

The black cat kept circling under his feet, pounced on him from time to time to scratch the man's trousers tentatively, and then jumped away nimbly, but after seeing Mo Jiu several times, he didn't respond, and the black cat gradually became bored.It squatted on the ground, flicking its tail boringly.

Suddenly, it raised its head and ears, as if it heard something.Then Iris stood up, circling around the spot anxiously, meowing in a drawn-out voice, each sound getting shriller.

Hearing the meow, Mo Jiu felt even more upset.After resting for a while, the feeling of dizziness seemed to have eased a little. He controlled his breathing and wanted to recover as soon as possible.But after the black cat meowed for a while, there was a sound of opening the door in front of him, and then the man seemed to pause for a while, and then walked towards here quickly.

"[-], it's..."

"Senior!"

A familiar scream sounded not far away, and then another footstep joined in, which was a little messy compared to the steady one before.

"Ninety-nine ninety-nine, it's Zhao Ziming and Shen Qing! It seems that they are also here to participate in the wrap-up banquet!"

Listening to [-]'s words, Mo Jiu felt that she was being dragged up by one of them.

"...Senior Tan...what's the matter..."

"……drink wine……"

The voices from the outside world were indistinct and inaudible.Only the voice of [-] reaching his mind was as clear as usual.The white light brain also knew this, and squatted next to Mo Jiu's ear to explain it to him.

"Now it's Zhao Ziming who is supporting you to go forward. It is said that when he first came out, he looked very bad! It's like trying to kill someone!"

"Shen Qing is following behind us. Oh, he is holding a cat in his hands. And his face is red, and his clothes are a bit messy!"

"Hey hee hee, I understand, the black cat must have disturbed their good deeds! The blackness on Mr. Zhao's face is clearly due to desire and dissatisfaction~"

[-]'s voice is extremely rippling, and every time it talks about this kind of thing, it seems to change its brain. [-] rubbed Mojiu, and said cheerfully:

"Don't worry Jiujiu! At that time, I will definitely not spoil your good deeds like that black cat~ All I see are mosaics, hehehehe~"

……

**

When Mo Jiu really woke up, it was already dark. He sat up from the bed, his head still hurting a little.

Knocking his forehead, he only felt that the furnishings of the room he was in now were very familiar...or Tan Yixuan was very familiar.Mo Jiu turned his head, and sure enough, there was a bowl of hangover soup on the short plane beside him, still steaming.

This is Zhao Ziming's villa, and this room is specially prepared for Tan Yixuan.After drinking the hangover soup, Mo Jiu got dressed and went out.According to common sense, Zhao Ziming should be working in the study at this time, but now the study is empty.

Mo Jiu simply turned around in the villa, and while walking around, he found something different from Tan Yixuan's memory.

In the villa, there are obviously traces of the second person's life.

"you're awake."

A deep voice came.At this time, Mo Jiu stepped on the wooden stairs and came to the hall from the second floor.Zhao Ziming sat leisurely on the black sofa, holding a newspaper in his hand.

"Drinking?"

Seeing him coming down, Zhao Ziming put down the newspaper and looked at Mo Jiu with disapproval.

Tan Yixuan rubbed his temples with a wry smile.

"I didn't drink it, I just sniffed it."

Zhao Ziming got up noncommittally, and walked outside first.But Tan Yixuan was startled and followed closely behind.There is a swimming pool garden outside the private villa, which can usually be used for barbecue parties.Not far away is a huge sycamore tree, with luxuriant branches and leaves, verdant and verdant.

The privacy of the private villa is extremely high, and no paparazzi will come in.In the silence of the night, only the chirping of crickets can be heard.Accompanied by the cool breeze, Mo Jiu sat on the stone bench under the sycamore tree, and looked at Zhao Ziming sitting next to him with wine in one hand and juice in the other.

Inexplicably, he felt that the domineering president's personality was about to collapse.

"We used to do that a lot when we were kids."

After handing the juice to Mo Jiu, Zhao Ziming took a sip of the wine with nostalgia in his eyes.

"At the beginning, you liked to follow me and call you cousin. We slept in the same bed at night, regardless of each other."

"..."

Now just smile.

The author has something to say:

【About Mo Jiu's Drunk Physique】

1748: ...

Mo Jiu: ...

1748: Nine...nine nine, I feel the author's deep malice towards you QAQ.

Mo Jiu: Oh.

1748: This must be Tan Yixuan's problem, what the hell! ︿(￣︶￣)︿

Mo Jiu: ...