After the shadow of rebirth, I forgot to fall in love again

Jun Xinzhuo pushed open a door. Inside the door was the large living room of a luxuriously decorated villa, and on the sofa in the center of the living room sat a beautiful woman with long curly hair.

This woman's name is Shen Manqing. She is wearing a large men's shirt with the neckline open to the third button, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin on the front of the skirt and on her legs. She looks cool and elegant, but extremely alluring.

"Shen...Shen Manqing, why did you come to my house?"

"I miss you." Shen Manqing's voice was calm, but Jun Xinzhuo couldn't be calm at all when he said it: "So let's take a look."

"..."

Is this really Shen Manqing?

Jun Xinzhuo was a little skeptical, but Shen Manqing stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms, and then kissed her—the kind of kiss that pressed her hard on the sofa and kissed her to death ...

Closing her eyes involuntarily, Jun Xinzhuo decided to enjoy the kiss she had longed for for many years. If Shen Manqing wanted to have some deeper and more intimate contact with her after the kiss, she would actually very willing.

It's a pity that Shen Manqing didn't satisfy Jun Xinzhuo's wish. After the kiss, she stopped. Jun Xinzhuo waited for a long time, but he couldn't continue, so he had to open his eyes...

With this glance, what I saw was a strange scene - strange room, strange decoration, strange furniture, strange... myself...

It turned out that it was a dream again. In the dream, Shen Manqing was still as wild and passionate as ever, but in reality, Shen Manqing didn't even know that she had become another woman's dream goddess.

Picking up the ID card placed on the cabinet at the front of the room, there was an unfamiliar name printed on it - Su Jinci.

That's right, the current her name is Su Jinci... As for Jun Xinzhuo, she was already in this world seven days ago and has become the past tense.

Putting down his ID card, Su Jinci sighed silently, then lifted the quilt and got up, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the closet, and took care of himself in the mirror.

In the past week, Su Jinci has developed a new habit. The first thing he does when he wakes up every day is to look at his ID card, and the second thing is to stare blankly at the mirror in a daze. Turn on the TV and watch the morning entertainment news.

The female news anchor is connecting to the scene, and the female reporter wearing a festive red jacket holds a microphone and speaks quickly: "Hi everyone, I am Xiaopa, and I will continue to broadcast the 'New Golden Eagle Award for Best Actress' today." The latest development of actor Jun Xinzhuo's death by a revolving door..."

"As we all know, on the evening of NO.13 of this month, the Golden Eagle Awards ceremony was held in Nandu City. Jun Xinzhuo, who was selected by netizens as the 'Four Beauties in Ancient Costumes', won the award for the drama "Luoshu" in ancient costumes."

"On the day of the award ceremony, Jun Xinzhuo made his grand finale appearance, wearing a white dress that fluttered like a fairy... However, no one expected that after the award ceremony, Jun Xinzhuo was hit on the head by a revolving door when he was leaving the venue. die……"

"It has been seven days since the incident happened, and the organizer of the awards ceremony has still not issued any statement on the matter. Today, Jun Xinzhuo's family members brought a team of lawyers..."

Following Xiaopa's broadcast, the camera that was originally aimed at her turned slightly to the side, and aimed at a middle-aged man and woman who were wiping tears. Beside the middle-aged man and woman, there were also a woman, two men and three young people standing.

Su Jinci looked at the five people in the picture, and involuntarily pursed his lips. A few fluctuations appeared on his expressionless face, and then he returned to his previous expression—expressionless.

Her current name is Su Jinci, and she is no longer the unlucky actress Jun Xinzhuo who was killed by a revolving door, nor is she the person in charge of Xinzhuo Media Group.

Su Jinci was born in a scholarly family. Going back five generations, they are all teachers. Counting down her peers, except for herself, they are all soul engineers, even the twin who was born only 15 minutes later than her The younger brother, also started teaching high school students last year.

And she herself is a dead house, a full-time painter, a part-time writer, and an amateur internet celebrity.

Seven days ago, when Jun Xinzhuo was knocked down by the revolving door, she felt blind before losing consciousness. When she woke up again, she found that she had become Su Jinci—from a popular female star to a 98-line Small writers, small internet celebrities.

Faced with such an encounter, she was very calm in her heart, but every time she looked in the mirror, she would secretly complain—there are no paparazzi in scouts nowadays, who know they want to find big news, but scouts take Su Jinci's beauty stays at home and becomes an internet celebrity.

Compared with Jun Xinzhuo's appearance, Su Jinci's appearance, appearance and temperament are indeed several ranks higher, and it is also a pure natural original accessory-maybe, this is why she can calmly accept the mutation and accept Su Jinci's appearance. One of the reasons for this identity, after all, how can a woman not love beauty?What's more, this body is several years younger than her original one.

Taking another look at the pair of middle-aged men and women who were crying pitifully, and the three young men and women with the same expressions as her now, Su Jinci turned off the TV, wandered back to the mirror, and started staring at his own appearance daze.

This time, she couldn't stay for too long. The mobile phone on the living room table rang—this was the fifth call Su Jinci had received in the past seven days. The first three calls were from Su Jinci's parents and younger brother. , and on this phone, the stored name displayed is—Half Zhan Xian Yin Jue.

This is a net name. When Su Jinci checked the original owner's Weibo a few days ago, he saw a private message from her, so he should have a very close relationship with the original owner.

After hesitating for two seconds, Su Jinci connected the phone: "Hi..."

Before Su Jin could finish his question, a young female voice came out from the phone, speaking very fast, asking in repeated voices: "Hey! My little sister! Hi, what are you doing? Is something wrong with you? ? Why haven’t I seen you on the ball for a long time? I sent you a private message on Weibo and didn’t reply..."

"Oh, I lost my phone before, and I just got the number back today..." Su Jinci lied without changing his face, and then changed the subject and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Ah? Did you forget? Today is Saturday, from ten to twelve in the morning, and you want to broadcast live."

Su Jinci took away the phone, glanced at the time, and it showed that it was 45:[-], so he asked, "Can I cancel it?"

"Hey? Isn't it?" The young female voice on the phone suddenly exclaimed: "Hey! My little sister, you have insisted on this for half a year, and you suddenly said that you want to cancel... And you said it on Weibo a few days ago, today I want to bring you a surprise, everyone in the Qiuqiu group is discussing this..."

"Okay, then I'll go get ready."

Su Jinci rubbed his forehead, hung up the phone with a sigh, turned around and opened the door of the study, and stared at the study and started to feel dazed again.

This house has three bedrooms and one living room. The three bedrooms are the master bedroom, the guest bedroom and the study room. The decoration style is elegant and pure white is the main color. There are all kinds of books, and in front of the bookshelf is a large desktop desk. On the wall opposite the desk is a creative wall shelf. On the left side are pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and on the right side are many musical instruments.

Judging from this situation, although the original owner lived a little longer, she is really a literary girl who fits her family background and name, but now Su Jinci is a child star who debuted, but everyone who knows her knows that Jun Xinzhuo's performance The talent is basically equal to zero, and all characters have only one expression - expressionless, which is also known as facial paralysis.

You can't change your identity and body, and you have to perform facial paralysis to be an Internet celebrity live broadcast, right?

Maybe God just couldn't understand Jun Xinzhuo's scumbag acting skills, that's why he accepted her through the revolving door on the day she won the award?

Su Jinci couldn't help but sighed again, and turned his eyes to the various musical instruments.When she was young, she liked playing music very much, and she bravely went to a foreign country to get two master's degrees in music. She also studied vocal music and dance, and wrote a few songs like playing tickets. I don't know if it is higher or lower than the original owner's level.

After thinking about it, Su Jinci turned on the computer on the desk, and was going to watch the live video of the original owner first, lest her level be too low and be scum in seconds - of course, it was not because she was not confident enough, but because she knew this well. In the world, there are people beyond people, and heaven beyond the sky. It is a truth that pretending to be coercive will always be beaten to pieces.

As soon as the computer entered the desktop, Weibo popped up and logged in automatically, and Qiuqiu jumped out not to be outdone.

The original owner's Weibo name is 'Qian Mo Hua Yuan', which is also a literary and artistic name that fits her appearance and temperament. She has 380 fans and 26 followers.Su Jinci clicked on Follow, and saw Banzhan Xianyinjue and some similarly literary accounts. In addition, there were two official Weibo accounts of celebrities.

Jun Xinzhuo, the newly-promoted Golden Eagle Award winner, and Shen Manqing, who won the fifth best actress award.

Su Jinci's eyes lingered on the word Shen Manqing for a moment, and then looked away. While browsing the Weibo posted by the original owner, he searched for the videos broadcast by the original owner.

After watching for more than half an hour, Su Jinci finally felt relieved. The content of the original owner’s Weibo and video is almost the same. They are all full of literature and art, sometimes writing calligraphy, sometimes ink painting, and sometimes live broadcasting her code words... ...Well, none of them have been photographed except for the arms, not like the live broadcast Internet celebrities in the impression of Su Jinci.

To be honest, Su Jinci didn't quite understand why someone would watch such a literary and boring live broadcast. If it was her, she would definitely fall asleep.

After scrolling through Weibo and videos, Su Jinci opened the ball group that had been flickering non-stop, and saw a group of people chatting passionately.

The old monk's name is Love Saint: Daughters-in-law, tell me, what kind of surprise will Miss Sister bring today?

The mental patient has a broad mind: hehe, who is your name, daughter-in-law?

The first kiss was given to Yan: Could it be that the young lady will be on camera today other than the arm?

The bomber in the funny comparison: ah ah ah ah?Really?The young lady wants to be on camera today except for the fingers?Seek the truth!Please kneel and lick!

I'm too lazy to name it: Miss Sister's fingers have been contracted by me, and I refuse to kneel and lick you and other mortals.

Kneeling down when seeing Ben Gong: Every time Ben Gong sees Miss Sister’s fingers, he wants to give birth to a monkey for her...

Too lazy to name it: +1

The bomber in the game: +10086

Cemetery disco: + phone number

The first kiss was given to Cigarette: + ID number

……

Seeing that the screen-full conversation revolved around fingers, Su Jinci couldn't help but look down at his hands holding the mouse, and then nodded in agreement. These are indeed a pair of hands that make people want to live. The beautiful hand of the monkey.

However, it's a pity that such a pair of white, slender and tender hands now belong to her. After all, she doesn't like to tire herself and let others have monkeys.

Staring at his newbies, he started to lose his mind again, but this time he didn't go for too long. Su Jinci sat for a few minutes, then got up and dragged the electric piano to the desk, connected it to the computer, and set up the camera And the microphone, found a shortcut icon on the desktop called 'Corn Live', Su Jinci clicked to open, and saw that the account number and password were in the state of being remembered, so he clicked to log in, and the login was successful after a few seconds .

Fortunately, when she was still Jun Xinzhuo, she also did several live broadcasts, and also registered a lot of trumpets, and often watched the live broadcasts on the Internet. I figured it out, and after playing around for a while, I managed to understand most of the functions.

The original owner should be a deep network nerd. Not only is the computer configuration excellent, but the camera, external sound card, and microphone are also very good.

Everything was ready, Su Jinci, like the original owner, threw the live broadcast link to Weibo, then went to wash his hands, poured another glass of water, and found that the time was still 2 minutes away when he came back.

Clicking on the flickering ball group, Su Jinci saw that half of the strings had already popped up, and he was scrolling through the live broadcast link in the group. After thinking about it, he typed and said: Friends, have a good weekend.

Seeing Ben Gong and not kneeling: Our little sister finally appeared!The days without updates, my heart is so desolate! [crying/crying/crying]

The first kiss was given to Yan: Young lady begged to kneel and lick!

The mental patient has a wide range of thoughts: kiss, hug, hold high...Miss, please use your peerless beauty to seduce us today, okay? [shy laugh]

The old monk's name is Love Saint: Miss Qianmo, are you going to marry me today?If you don't want to marry, I'll ask again tomorrow.

……

As soon as Su Jinci appeared, the group became even more frenzied. There were some teasing and reminders. There were obviously less than 500 people in the group, but there were actually 2000 people in the group.

Taking the time to turn off the ball and switch the interface back to the live broadcast, Su Jinci looked at the number of viewers and was stunned - there were 260 people in total.

The number of viewers is much higher than Su Jinci expected. She thought that the live broadcast of calligraphy, coding, calligraphy and painting should be unattractive. Thinking about it, more than 200 people came at this point.

Banzhan Xianyinjue and Su Jinci, the original owner of this body, are amateur writers on the same online platform. The two have known each other since they were young and transparent. It has been almost five years now, and they have both written 500 million words. The results are not good. Whether it's good or bad, whether it's better than the best or the worst is more than the worst, they all belong to the kind of people who can't eat enough and can't starve to death.

While scrolling through Qiuqiu and Weibo for publicity, he tapped into the live broadcast room. Before he could see the live broadcast interface clearly, he heard a gentle female voice coming from the earphones: "Hello everyone, I am Light ink painting kite."

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