Promotion Letter for the Chief Executive

"Hurry up, it's almost dawn!"

"I know, I know, it will be installed soon..."

Amidst a burst of noise, Qi Zi'an regained some vague consciousness, only felt that the noise around him was so harsh that it made him extremely irritable.

He couldn't help frowning, and after struggling for a while, finally opened his eyes.The light in the room was dim, and the morning light was twilight outside the window. Qi Zian remembered hearing the words "it's almost dawn" before, and his wrinkles didn't get tighter.

Where am I?Qi Zian raised his hand and rubbed his temples.With just a slight movement, he felt that his whole body was sore and unbearable, especially in a certain part of his lower body, which was so uncomfortable that he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Qi Zi'an's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stretched out his hand to explore his lower body.Huh, the little buddy is still there... But before he could breathe out, the expression on his face froze.

The little buddy below is still there, but - the inseparable balls below the little buddy have disappeared without a trace!

This shock was no small matter, Qi Zi'an almost jumped up from the bed, but he got hurt halfway and fell back weakly.

This time Qi Zian couldn't gather any more strength, he fell limply on the bed, his mind was full of "fucking" screen swiping.Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck! ! !How is this going?Where is he, and why did the little friend encounter such a tragic thing? ! !

As a man, Qi Zi'an felt the great malice from the big universe, how would he behave in the future!

I don't know how long I lay there, the sky gradually brightened, and penetrated into the room through the window lattice, dispelling the gloom in the room.Noticing the glare of the light, Qi Zian came back to his senses.

Then, he saw clearly the environment he was in now, and the bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

This should be a wooden room, from the walls to the pillars, doors and windows to the ceiling above the head, all, all, are made of wood!How can there be such a place in the city now?

Looking at the furnishings in the room, there are actually four or five beds, and the rest of the space can barely accommodate a foot, and no amount of things can fit.It's a bit like the legendary dormitory or Datong shop.

What the hell kind of place is this?

Qi Zian raised his hand to support his forehead, and froze again the next moment.

This is this is his hand? !

He put that hand in front of his eyes in disbelief, and looked at it several times over and over again, but the palm in front of him didn't change, it was still so small, it looked like a ten-year-old child's hand, with some thin calluses on it , and there is no blood, indicating that the master's situation is worrying.

How could my hands be so small!Qi Zian frowned, propped up his upper body, and took a quick look at his body. He really looked like a child!

He lay back on the bed weakly again, suspecting that he had a ridiculous dream.Back to childhood?No, I never lived in such a distinctive place when I was a child, otherwise I would never forget it.That is... crossed?

Thinking of this possibility, Qi Zi'an couldn't help shaking his heart.He remembered that last night was like any other night, he went to bed after washing, why did he put on clothes when he woke up?

And if he crosses over, he crosses over, but has he offended God?Even if other people travel through time, they are not princes and nobles, but they should still be ordinary people. Even if they are servants of a big family, at least they are still men!

Why did he become a eunuch the moment he passed through it!And it seems that it hasn't been long since the castration, and the wound hasn't healed yet!Since he was going to wear it, why couldn't he wear it earlier to stop this human tragedy? !

Others are in a bad situation after crossing, and they can comfort themselves with the nonsense that "heaven will send great responsibilities to everyone", but he would rather not have any big responsibilities!But ask for a healthy body! ! !

After swiping the screen with roaring body in his heart, Qi Zian completely lost his vitality and lay on the bed dying.

Or just die?If you can wear it again, you must choose your body carefully... Even if you can't wear it, it's better than being a eunuch, right?

Qi Zian seriously considered this possibility.In fact, normal people would avoid thinking about death no matter how serious the accident was, but Qi Zian had no feeling for the reality of time travel so far, so when he realized that things were not going his way, he immediately had such thoughts.

And once this idea appeared in my mind, it could never be dismissed.

It is not without reason that the folk saying calls that thing the lifeblood of a man.Suffering such a blow suddenly, a man probably couldn't stand it.What's more, Qi Zian had countless suitors in modern times, which was even more unbearable.

Just when he was in a daze, the door was suddenly opened, and a rough voice shouted, "It's time to eat!"

Qi Zian came back to his senses after being frightened by the other party's voice, turned his head to look, and saw a big man walking in with a steaming bucket.

Moreover, at this time, Qi Zian realized that he was not the only one in the room.There are five beds in the room, four of which have people lying on them.It's just that he didn't notice it just now.

At this moment, the people lying on the bed got up with support, took out a bowl from under the bed, and put it on the ground.The burly man with the bucket came over and scooped a spoonful of something into each bowl.It seems that this should be their meal.

The strong man moved very neatly, before Qi Zian finished observing, he had already walked in front of Qi Zian, saw that the ground was empty, did not stop, turned around and left immediately.

"Hello..." Qi Zian subconsciously yelled, but the strong man turned a deaf ear and went out the door with a bucket.

"Stop barking." The person on the next bed picked up his own bowl, took a long gulp, wiped his mouth, and said, "If you didn't bring out the bowl, this meal will be over."

Qi Zian heard what he said, but didn't want to answer at all.He lay on the bed, thinking, didn't he plan to die back?That being the case, it doesn't matter if you eat or not.

However, his body didn't think so. Smelling the fragrance floating in the air, Qi Zian only felt a convulsion in his stomach. The pain caused him to curl up, his fists pressed against his abdomen, and his forehead leaked out. Dense thin sweat, it took a while to recover.

At this moment, Qi Zian suddenly realized that the feeling of being hungry is worse than death!

He made up his mind in his heart that even if he was going to die, there was no need to make things difficult for him, absolutely, absolutely not to be a starving ghost!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help asking, "Hey... so who, when is the next meal?"

That one didn't bother with him, and replied, "Shin Shizheng."

Qi Zian was stunned for a moment before he realized that this was the ancient timekeeping method. He calculated silently in his heart for a long time, and the Shen time was from three to five in the afternoon, and the Shen time was exactly four o'clock.

Turning to look at the window again, the sky has just dawned. Even in winter, it is seven or eight o'clock at most, and it will take seven or eight hours until four o'clock.

After such a calculation, it is simply hopeless.

Qi Zian even felt that if he couldn't wait for the next meal, he might starve to death here.

But the facts have proved that his vitality is still very tenacious, and his desire to survive is very strong.Because he finally made it to the afternoon, and when he heard the words "dinner is ready", like the other people on the bed, he quickly propped up his body, took out the bowl from under the bed and put it on the ground.

Then, after the strong man made himself a meal, he couldn't wait to pick up the bowl and took a big gulp.

I don't know if it's because these people are all injured, so what they eat is a bit like the soup and rice of later generations, and all the meals are cooked in one pot.Qi Zian thought it was gruel before, but he didn't expect that there were a lot of things in it. He even tasted a little meat, which shows that the food is actually good.

After eating and drinking enough, Qi Zian felt better than ever.He was a little unsure about whether he wanted to die or not.Who would want to die if they can live?

Fortunately, someone soon came to help him make up his mind.

After eating, their bowls were taken away, and it was said that they would send them back after washing.Qi Zian suddenly had the illusion of staying in a hotel, only you can't think of it, and they can't serve you.

Just when he was thinking wildly, two people came in with a medicine box and said loudly, "Change the medicine!"

Qi Zian's balls hurt instantly, even though he has no balls now.

He stared blankly at the two people who lifted the quilt, one grabbed the lying person and did not move, the other quickly unwrapped the wound, applied the medicine again and then wrapped it neatly, from the beginning to the end In just a few minutes, it is extremely skillful.

Soon it was Qi Zian's turn. He lay on the bed numbly, allowing the two of them to fiddle with him.The person who changed the dressing was very skilled and almost didn't hurt him, but the pain in the balls never disappeared, and Qi Zian once again felt unlovable.

It's one thing to know you're disabled, but quite another to experience it intuitively!

Especially not only is it mutilated, but it also makes him humiliated by asking others to examine him, apply medicine, and expose everything in front of others.

Let's just die, Qi Zian thought with his eyes wide open.