Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

When Fang Zhuo woke up, it was already after seven o'clock in the morning. There was the sound of splashing water in the bathroom, and the man was washing in it.

He rolled over on the bed, struggled to get up, and knew at a glance that a miraculous ointment had been smeared on his back.

Gu Chen came out of the bathroom with a razor in his hand.

As a rich man, Daxie has always used high-tech razors. It was the first time he used a blade-type razor, and it was a bit uncomfortable.

Fang Zhuo saw that he was clumsy, but he didn't help. He supported his head and lay on his side on the bed to watch the show.

The man shaved himself twice, feeling uncomfortable, he walked to the bed and bent down, bringing his face to the young man.

The meaning is obvious, you help me.

Fang Zhuo lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the man's chin, where there were several teeth marks, which he bit down on last night.

He took the razor, pinched the man's chin with the other hand to fix it, and began to shave carefully.

Gu Chen kept his eyes fixed on the young man's eyes. After a while, he moved his eyes to the other's lips.

The good morning turned ambiguous and dangerous again.

Fang Zhuo's calf was weak, and he forcibly diverted the other party's attention, recalling what happened last night.

He asked, "You were in my room the whole time last night?"

"No."

Fang Zhuo wanted to ask when did you come, his throat pricked slightly, and he coughed violently.

Not to mention talking, even breathing is a bit difficult.

Gu Chen frowned tightly, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes, the fist hanging on the side of his leg was creaking, and he quickly let go of the fist, patting Fang Zhuo's back to ease the air.

As if he knew what the young man was going to say, he raised his hand and touched the other person's cheek, saying inexplicably, "Hurry up, you are very close to the answer."

Fang Zhuo's cough gradually eased, and he continued to shave the man until the last bit of stubble was shaved off before he asked in confusion, "Do you know what I want to ask?"

Gu Chen kissed the young man on the lips and stood up.

The man was already tall, and he was sullen and majestic when he was not smiling. Even though Fang Zhuo had been with him for a long time, he was still afraid of his aura.

Especially in this kind of situation where you are tall and I am low, and you have to look up, you can easily lose your momentum, so Fang Zhuo got up from the bed, stood up straight, and was at least [-] centimeters taller than the man.

Gu Chen raised his eyebrows, and answered the previous question, "I know."

Fang Zhuo looked down, "Then you still..."

Fuck, I can't fucking say it again, the rules are so annoying.

Gu Chen, "Yes."

Fang Zhuo was dumbfounded, what's wrong with you, big brother, I haven't figured out how to ask, what are you talking about.

233 said, "Have you thought about it now?"

Fang Zhuo said, "Have thought about it, I want to ask him if he has any previous memories."

"Oh." 233, "He probably guessed what you were going to ask. After all, your mind is relatively simple, and you can't ask any profound questions."

Fang Zhuo, "..."

Gu Chen washed his face in the bathroom, touched his chin in the mirror, and was very satisfied with the fruits of the youth's labor.

The phone in his pocket suddenly dinged, and he took it out to see that there was a new task progress on the screen.

[Emotional line: four stars. 】

Rubbing the last unlit star with her fingers, the corners of her lips curled up, she put the phone back into her pocket, and walked out of the bathroom.

As soon as he got to the bed, there was a knock on the door.

Gu Chen first stuffed Fang Zhuo into the quilt and wrapped it into a cocoon, then walked to the door and opened it, using his body to completely cover the scene inside the house.

It was the roommate who was the teacher.

The teacher stared blankly at the man in front of him, unable to recover for a long time.

He did drink too much last night, but he wasn't broken. He couldn't remember when this person came in.

"Cough." The teacher coughed lightly, facing the man with a cold temperament, unconsciously lowered his voice, "Someone is looking for you."

The secretary came out from behind him, holding a suit in her hand, and when she saw the boss coming out, she immediately smiled professionally, "Boss."

Gu Chen nodded lightly, reached out to take the suit, and closed the door with a bang.

Fang Zhuo was lying on the bed, seeing him walking in with his clothes on, he guessed half of it in his heart.

It must be the secretary or assistant to deliver the clothes.

Without hesitation, the man stood on the bed and began to undress.

When the two of them hugged each other and played around at night, they didn't feel too embarrassed. Now that the sky is bright and broad daylight, Fang Zhuo felt embarrassed when he saw the other party's frankly showing body.

He secretly thought, who is such a handsome, good-looking man with long legs, where did he come from, and why did he walk through so many worlds with me.

The answer was there, but he hadn't found it yet.

"Going to the studio today?" Gu Chen buttoned up his cuffs and looked sideways at the young man.

Fang Zhuo got out of the quilt, "Well, I have to try on makeup and take pictures."

Gu Chen put on his suit jacket silently, and before going out, he fell back to the side of the bed, with a strong tone, "I'll ask the driver to take you there, and when things are over, go straight back to Lishan."

Fang Zhuo had no objection, and asked a little embarrassed, "You won't come to peek at me again, will you?"

Gu Chen threw the question back, "Do you want me to look at you?"

What do you want me to say?

Say no, as if I dislike you.Think about it, and feel like a pervert who likes to be voyeurized.

Fang Zhuo hesitated, he didn't know which answer to choose, but what he was most curious about was how men peeped.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his throat hurt, and he wanted to be pinched by an invisible hand.

Until Gu Chen left, Fang Zhuo failed to ask the question.

Because of the restrictions of the rules, as long as he asks a question sincerely, whether it is writing, speaking, or other physical expressions, he will get stuck.

Rules are like a monitor hanging overhead, monitoring everyone in the world.

Just thinking about it is creepy.

233 explained, "The rules are not so idle. Every person in the small world has his own destiny trajectory. The rules will only respond when there is a derailment."

And that guy actually doesn't like to manage the world. According to gossip from other systems that 233 knows, the whereabouts of the rules are unknown, and the dragon always sees the beginning and the end.

In contrast, as the dictator and creator of the world, Gu Chen is equally terrifying, but more humane, especially after having a lover.

Probably, because you love the world, I will love it too.

But if a Celestial Host disappears, no trace of it can be found in any world, 233 has no doubt that Gu Chen will destroy all the worlds together.

The system is full of secrets, but it can't reveal a single word, which makes me feel so painful.

It pleaded pitifully, "What I just told you has reached the confidentiality level, and ordinary taskers are not qualified to know this at all."

Fang Zhuo raised his eyebrows, "That's because the auxiliary systems of other taskers are managed by the superior system, but you don't have it now."

233 was not convinced, "Then I can choose not to say it."

Fang Zhuo tut tut, "Since this is the case, you can tell me more."

He said, took out his mobile phone, and entered "x Heaven Collection Cassette" in the search box of x treasure.

Just a few words, let the system completely abandon the principle, "If you ask, I will say everything I can."

Fang Zhuo felt that what he was holding was not a mobile phone, but a small leather whip, and the system only had to be obedient.

"Are Rule and Gu Chen the same person?"

"No." The system manipulated Fang Zhuo's mobile phone, and put the cassettes he liked into the shopping cart on X Bao.

Fang Zhuo frowned, "Can the boss disobey the rules?"

233 thought for a while, "There is no disobedience between them, because they are equal."

Fang Zhuo followed closely, "So who is Gu Chen?"

The system stopped talking again.

But Fang Zhuo already had a vague answer in his heart.

Generally speaking, the upstream of the auxiliary system, or even upstream, should be a huge master brain system, which issues orders to the subordinates, and the subordinates then give orders to the next.

After going down level by level, it can finally fall on the head of a small system like 233.

233 broke away from the upstream system, but did not break away from the main system. It only seemed to be free. In fact, its immediate boss changed from a small boss to a big boss.

It is not difficult for Gu Chen to pass it, but it is not so easy to avoid the mastermind.

What kind of person can bypass, avoid, or even directly affect the main system's detection of world energy?

Either the creator of the main brain, or the master, or, is it a higher-level management system than the main system?

Thinking of this, Fang Zhuo felt bad all over.

If the boss is really a system, when he leaves the mission world and is lucky enough to be resurrected, can they hug each other and do things together?

Sex life is not the whole of life, if the boss really can't do it, forget it, he won't abandon him because of this disgust or other things.

Fang Zhuo thought tolerantly, but still couldn't help asking, "I don't ask Gu Chen's identity, I just want to ask, does he in the real world have all the physiology of a human being?"

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Fang Zhuo, "Let me reveal it."

233, "What you are currently in is the real world, and what he has here is also available outside the mission world."

People here can cry and laugh, their lives are bitter and sweet, the sun is warm, the wind is cool, and the fish in the water can swim...

These are all real.

Including the protagonists of each world who are also taskers.

Of course, it also includes Fang Zhuo, an outsider who always pops up halfway.

233 said, "The world outside the mission world is no different from the ones you have traveled through. People will also run around for life and work, and because of a small profit, the two sides will quarrel.

If you have to distinguish, the human body in the task world has very little energy, but the people in the big world, each of them has a large group of energy, which can support them to do a lot, you can't imagine thing. "

It paused, and thought of a more concise word, "It's the ability you mentioned."

"They each perform their duties and use their own energy to assist in the operation of thousands of mission worlds. The ones you have traveled through are only a very small part of them."

Fang Zhuo was a little shocked. He thought that outside the mission world, there might be just an empty universe.

Will the big world that the system talks about be his destination after the mission is over.

And there, will there be someone he loves very much.

Fang Zhuo suddenly didn't have the same fear as before, because he was worried that the mission would end and he would no longer be able to love each other with men, and he even began to look forward to seeing each other after all this was over.

Concentrating his thoughts, he hurriedly ran into the bathroom to wash up, and changed into new clothes that he hadn't had time to wear from the simple closet. He took his mobile phone and wallet, and went out refreshed and high-spirited.

The driver was waiting downstairs. When he saw the young man coming down, he quickly got out of the car and opened the rear door for him.

On the partition in the middle, there is a breakfast.

The driver looked in the rearview mirror, "The boss said you like this, so he went to the door to buy it."

Breakfast is pan-fried buns and porridge, just the smell is enough to make your index finger move.

To be precise, the location of this store is not at the door, but on the street. Every time Fang Zhuo passes by by bus, he will see a long queue outside the store.

He put on disposable gloves, grabbed the bun and took a bite, the salty and fragrant meat stuffing made him taste sweet.

The studio started very early, and when Fang Zhuo arrived, he had already filmed two leading scenes.

Because the role candidates have not been finalized, the scenes of the male number four have been skipped directly, and now more than half of the leading roles have been filmed.

If Fang Zhuo can pass the makeup test and officially sign a contract with the crew, he must join the crew immediately to catch up with the progress.

After all, the shooting time and number of episodes of each actor are clearly marked on the contract.No one would take special care of him because he was late in the group, and stay a few more days regardless of pay.

He was already ready to work overtime to finish filming the fourth male part.

It was only when he arrived that he realized that he was not the only one who tried makeup.

All three candidates, including him, were there, and Fang Wei was the first one to come.

Because he was a related customer, the makeup artist was very polite to him, and beside him, the pink skirt was holding a straw and feeding water into his mouth.

The silly girl probably fell in love with Fang Wei badly, her eyes were full of stars, and other passers-by who passed her were full of invisible dust.

Hearing the movement at the door, Fang Wei looked sideways slightly, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he gave a light snort indifferently.

His girlfriend's family is closely related to the director. It is no exaggeration to say that in the entire crew, he has the strongest relationship.

Fang Zhuo's selection is not a threat at all in his opinion.

The pink skirt also saw the person at the door, thought about it, and nodded politely, but was a little surprised.

I thought that today's call to come for a makeup test was to tell Fang Wei that he got the male number four in a disguised form. Who would have thought that it would be the second round of selection.

She felt a little uneasy. When Ah Wei received the notification, she was as happy as a child who got her favorite toy. If she was dismissed, she would definitely be sad.

Fang Zhuo scanned around the dressing room and found a corner to sit down.

Not long after, another person also arrived.

The man's surname was Zhou, and his name was Zhou Fang. Fang Zhuo had met him during the first two dragon races, and he was a very hardworking person.

Fang Zhuo greeted him, bowed his head and sent a message to David.

Soon, David's call came, and he shouted excitedly, "Wait, I'm in the film and television city, and I'll be here soon."

"Mr. Fang, it's time to start applying makeup." The makeup assistant held the makeup bag, a little cautiously.

She is just a small assistant who has been helping the make-up artist of the film crew. She has never done makeup for others on her own so far. She was suddenly assigned here, and she felt nervous and scared.

Fang Zhuo put down his phone, straightened his back, "OK."

The makeup assistant stretched out her finger and touched the burning face below. The skin quality was good, neither oily nor dry, so she could apply makeup directly.

She recalled the makeup steps in her mind and took out the base cream from the makeup box.

It was the first time for Fang Zhuo to be manipulated like this, his body stiffened uncontrollably, and his expression was serious.

In contrast, Zhou Fang was much more comfortable, leaning on the chair, playing with his mobile phone, and following the makeup artist's instructions, he raised his chin.

When David arrived, Fang Wei had already put on his makeup and put on a wig, and the costumer brought him clothes himself.

On the other hand, Zhou Fang and Fang Zhuo, the former has already done half of his makeup, while the latter has just finished quarantine.

With the help of a costumer, Fang Wei took off his shirt, revealing his thin body.

Due to not exercising or basking in the sun all year round, his skin is fair but lacks a sense of health, like a white chicken.

David snorted and passed by with a smile.

Although he doesn't know what happened between the two brothers of the Fang family, and he doesn't want to be curious, but as long as Fang Zhuo hates someone, he won't show a good face.

David walked behind Fang Zhuo, with uncontrollable excitement on his face, "Brother Fang, look after you."

Fang Zhuo's face was stiff and he didn't dare to move. He was afraid that because he didn't hold his expression tightly, it would make the rookie makeup artist in front of him even more nervous, which would lead to the failure of makeup.