Narendra Sex and Evil Performing Arts Company

(one forty-eight)

He wanted to talk to him, to be close to him, but he couldn't do it anyway.

Originally, if I made a wish, I would be satisfied once I saw it, but when I actually saw it, I realized that it was far from enough.

The farthest distance in the world is not when I stand in front of you but you don't know me, but that you are human and I am not a fart.

What a fucking legend.

The cars drove into the venue quickly one after another. Amidst the cheers, he saw crowds of heads and crazy...why there is no flash?

Oh yes, this is already the 27th century, and cameras have probably been eliminated. There must be some magical way to record audio and video invisibly.

He understood, this is the press conference mentioned in the news that day, Xie Yi will announce his comeback today.

Together with the crowd, he watched Xie Yi being supported by several people and walked to the center of the seat. As soon as he took his seat, the world suddenly quietened down, as if they were holding their breath and waiting for him to say his first words.

The first sentence is as precious as gold.

Because he is almost a mythical existence in the minds of young people in the empire.Of course, there were also a few 23-year-olds in the crowd (the average life expectancy of human beings has been greatly improved in the world medical revolution in the early [-]rd century, and correspondingly, the degree of aging and the age of childbearing have also been delayed). Tears welled up in my eyes, and I was so excited that I almost fainted, as if seeing my relatives resurrected.

However, Xie Yi just sat there stupidly, with a dull expression and dull eyes, staring blankly at the unknown crowd below.Neither frightened nor curious, just like having no thinking ability.Suddenly he seemed to remember that he was told to smile, so he grinned stupidly again.

The consciousness wants to laugh and cry at the same time.

The bottle was placed on the table, and Xie Yi was only separated by two people, but there was an insurmountable gap.How much the consciousness wanted him to look back, but he didn't.

The oldest leader among the scientists was sitting next to him. Seeing him like this, he had no choice but to give an opening speech, explaining the principle of his resurrection to the crowd, of course in simplified language.

A muffled exclamation erupted from the crowd, and everyone felt it was incredible.

After the scientist finished speaking, Xie Yi was asked to greet everyone.Xie Yi didn't seem to understand what he was talking about, and still cast his ignorant eyes in the sea of ​​people, as if looking for something familiar, but couldn't find it, like a homeless traveler.

It just corresponds to He Zhizhang's "Illustrated Book of Returning Home"-the young and old leave home and the eldest returns, with the same local accent and the decline of temple hair.

"Just as I taught you yesterday, that I am Xie Yi, I have been asleep for 300 years, and I finally regained my life through the efforts of scientists..." The old scientist reminded him in a low voice.The consciousness in a bottle has no other specialties, but its hearing is amazing.He didn't like the old scientist's attitude, as if he was just an experimental specimen, not a real person, a returning hero.

After 300 years of holding on to a belief that may not bear fruit, especially after several generations of fresh blood, the original Baoxie faction probably lost the almost blind loyalty at the beginning, and there are more is a scientific component.However, this is also the inevitable result.

Time passes.

After reminding her three or four times, Xie Yi learned the language ignorantly: "I'm Xie Yi..."

He didn't need to try hard to recite the next words, because the cheers were already thundering, and he was shocked.

The world is probably too bad, and it has been too long since a hero has appeared, and the people are very hungry.

The old scientist was very satisfied, and he talked enthusiastically about the struggle history of the team.Someone asked: "Is he really stupid?"

"...It's just not suitable for our era." The old scientist is a perfectionist and does not allow his works to be imperfect.

"Then does he remember the past?"

The old scientist turned around and asked Xie Yi: "Major General, do you still remember where your home is?"

"My home..." Xie Yi looked at him ignorantly, and then at the crowd.

Because the crowd was in the east, the old scientist shouted excitedly: "Look, what the major general means is that his hometown is in the east. The major general and leader Xie are originally from Shandong, that's right!"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, reluctantly believing him.

"Then do you remember where was the battlefield where you decisively defeated the US emperor?" Someone asked again.

Xie Yi couldn't tell.Or he didn't hear the question at all and just sat there absorbed in a daze.How much the consciousness wanted him to look back, but he didn't.

At the beginning, some people showed disappointment and discussed in low voices.

The old scientist began to change the topic and sent a young scientist to describe the origin of specimen No. 107 in the transparent bottle.

The consciousness was being dangled by the young scientist, but he was still staring at Xie Yi firmly, as if eager to let him feel that there was a pair of eyes here, eagerly looking forward to him looking back.But he didn't.

——There used to be a me in this world.We know each other.do you remember?

There may never be an answer.

Zhang Jiangang was standing in the first row of the crowd, and his leader did not allow him to get closer to 107 and Xie Yi.

So when I spoke to him, there was no response.

Just when the young scientist was frothing, the consciousness suddenly heard Xie Yunxi talking to Zhang Jiangang.At first glance, he really came rushing from the crowd.

"Follow me quickly!"

"Where?"

"Someone is going to destroy you."

"Who will be killed?"

"You, everyone in the Baoxie faction, and Xie Yi."

"Who?"

"Who can't you think of? Go, the sniper is already in place, and the heavy armor to suppress the Communist Party is also on the way."

"But I'm not a pagan, I'm just a neutral science..."

"Scientist ass! Come with me the fuck."

Consciousness hurriedly shouted: "Hey Lao Zhang, bring Feng Xiao along—"

But he couldn't hear it.

But he still had a conscience, and stopped after running for two steps, saying that he would go back and tell everyone to run for their lives.

Xie Yunxi glanced at the upstairs opposite, and threw him to the ground at once: "It's too late."

As soon as the voice fell, the old scientist slammed his head on the table without making a sound, as if he had fallen asleep in class.

But it was also a little too sudden, and the occasion was not right, so there was a riot after a brief silence.Especially when the bright red blood flowed down the edge of the table one by one.

Immediately afterwards, several scientists fell to the ground, with no obvious injuries on their bodies.Panic broke out in an instant, and the crowd scattered and fled.

The Erlenmeyer flask fell to the ground and broke, and the consciousness suddenly withered away bit by bit as if it had lost its nutrients.

In a whirl, he saw the meat shields protecting Xie Yi fall down one by one, and then a cluster of light bullets aimed at Xie Yi's forehead.

The consciousness yelled "Feng Xiao, run quickly".

Xie Yi seemed to have really heard something, and suddenly stood up from the side of the stool...Because of his height, the cluster of light bullets only hit his little arm.

The arm is useless.However, he just took a pain and rushed into the crowd: "Is someone calling me?"

Of course no one answered him.

"Yes, yes, it's me... I'm here..."

"where?"

Consciousness has been groggy, close at hand but no strength to call him.He thought that some of the cells might have been trampled to pieces.

Or maybe it was trampled by him.

Xie Yi couldn't hear the sound anymore, no matter what.

"Didn't you hear? Someone is calling me..." No one paid any attention to him.

Fortunately, he rushed into the crowd, making it not so easy to shoot.

He started to grab people one by one and ask, "Do you know someone? His name, his name..." He couldn't remember what his name was.

Everyone threw him off and ran wildly for their lives, and he went to catch the next one: "Do you know where he is?"

"Run for your life, major general!" someone said to him.

"No, no, I'm looking for someone..."

"Who are you looking for?"

"A person, he... yes, who asked me, where is my home? I know, the place with him is my home..."

Then he crashed to the ground.Unbiased, it fell next to consciousness.

Finally, while the brows were gradually oozing red, she looked at him and smiled: "You are here..."

******

After a turmoil, the Baoxie faction of Gudao Company was wiped out by all members.

No, one ran away——Zhang Jiangang.

Xie Yunxuan knew of Leader Wu's resolute tactics, and with his father's assistance, he would never let anyone slip through the net.

He decided to send Zhang Jiangang out of the country for asylum.Fortunately, he has some good friends in other empires—it's not for nothing that he played online games for so many years.

But Zhang Jiangang refused, and insisted on going back after running not far.

"Go back and die?"

"Escape to the ends of the earth, can you escape your father?"

Xie Yunxi thought about it for a while and said, "Then what do you want to do?"

"Everyone who died in vain today was someone I knew, was familiar with, and was close to. I am not reconciled!"

"How about not being reconciled? Avenge them?"

Zhang Jiangang shook his head: "You're right, we are all unarmed scholars, but we will be eradicated by others if we devote ourselves to studying. Since there is no room here, I can take them to live in another world."

"Where?" Xie Yunxi asked, and he had already guessed seven or eight points, so he could only smile wryly, "You really don't plan to come back this time, do you?"

******

The body collector hasn't come yet.Those who escaped have dispersed.

Zhang Jiangang saw Xie Yi's body at a glance, and found No. 107 nourished by his blood next to him.

Xie Yunxi's younger brother quickly stole the testing equipment from Gudao Company. Zhang Jiangang took it for a test and found that 107 was still alive.Quickly moved it to the culture medium, thought about it, and took a few drops of Xie Yi's blood.

The dead people were tested one by one. Among the more than 80 people, only a dozen people still had weak electromagnetic fluctuations in their brains.Fortunately, Xie Yi was among them.He hurriedly collected them, damaged a few more during the collection process, and left here before the army to clean up the scene arrived.

Xie Yunxi helped him sneak into the Gudao Company at night, entered the core laboratory, and loaded the brainwaves of more than a dozen people into specimen No. 107 one by one with an instrument that he was never qualified to touch before.

After doing all this, he looked at Xie Yunxi with a requesting look.

Xie Yunxi looked away, pretending not to understand.

"It's my turn." Zhang Jiangang said.

"I do not know."

"You watched me operate it more than a dozen times. You will always be able to draw cats and tigers?"

"I'm clumsy, what should I do if I make a mistake?"

"The instruments are basically automatic, you just press a button."

Xie Yunxi let out a "hum", but still folded her arms and refused to move.

"Hurry up, if someone finds out later, I will definitely die."

"Isn't it the same?"

"It's different. I'll live in another world."

"But I won't be coming back."

"..."

After a stalemate for a long time, Xie Yunxi took over the brainwave collection device with a single heart, and raised his hand to put it on his forehead: "Where do you want to go, don't give me a fucking dream from now on."

"When did I entrust you with dreams?"

"Hmph. Say your last words."

"Remember to kill my body and throw the body in a conspicuous place."

Xie Yunxuan clenched his fists severely.Yeah, it had to be done, everyone had to think they were dead, they were safe in another world.

burn one's boats.

"Also, be sure to keep specimen 107 safe. We exist only because it is alive."

Xie Yunxi gritted his teeth and smiled: "You are so fucking ruthless, afraid that I will chase after you? Entrust me with such a thing..."

******

No. [-], Jiefang Road.

On the night of the Lantern Festival, heavy snow fell.There was a thick layer of mist on the window panes, and the dim street lights outside turned into colorful dots, filling the room with warmth.

Nalande watched TV while gnawing chicken paws.

Large-scale outdoor reality show, "%￥#*..."

"Ya Fengxiao dares the princess to hug that coquettish woman, and let her rub against his chest with big boobs, I'm dying!" Zhang Kaiquan said angrily, pointing his pipe at the TV.

Nalande sucked the chicken feet calmly.

"Old Zhang, don't talk about the master like that! That's just the game part of the show! Besides, the master has worked so hard to sell his appearance, isn't it just to make money for the second master?" Long Zhui held the tablet and chased Fan while not forgetting to fight the injustice.

Nalande shot a chicken bone into the trash can beside Long Zhui's feet.In fact, there is one at his feet.

Under Wang Jiangang's frowning, Long Zhui finally realized his slip of the tongue, and quickly corrected him: "Make money for the boss!"

The phone rang, and seeing that it was Qin Jin, Nalande rubbed his hands and picked it up, and finally finalized with him the procedure for the launching ceremony of "Fen Mo Meng" tomorrow.After hanging up, he called An Dong again and asked him if he could attend the opening ceremony tomorrow, after all, he had a collision with his son's full moon wine.

"Of course, it just so happens that you come to my place for dinner at noon after the machine is turned on in the morning."

"How many tables are there, you are poor."

"Do you need to worry about it? Who is my father-in-law? The boss of Lianxin! Just a few of you small-bellied chickens are still trying to make my family poor?"

Nalande hung up the phone with two "hehe".

"Well, boss, I will ask for leave tomorrow." Zhang Kaiquan said.

"Why are you going? Tomorrow, An Dong will invite you to dinner. If you don't go, it's not for nothing."

"Well, I was invited to attend an international nuclear summit forum with my teachers."

"Fucking awesome, Lao Zhang!" Wang Jiangang patted him on the shoulder and sighed sincerely, "Our company is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, Qiqi, this guy has made more headlines this year than you, and he is blatantly stealing your limelight, this is it!"

"Recently, I often feel that Scientist Zhang is a bit inferior to work in our evil spirit performing arts company..." Nalande continued to gnaw on the chicken feet.

"I don't give in to my talents, I don't give in at all. Lao Zhang, I can get today's grades, it's all because of the boss's good training/teaching!"

"Really?"

"Really. I just love being here, it feels like... home."

"Hey, that sounds a bit disgusting." Nalande gnawed on the last chicken foot, wiped his hands, got up and walked to the dining table, turned on his computer, found that there was no power, unplugged the fully opened power cord and plugged it into the computer. In the interface of my computer, I opened the file, "Come on, Lao Zhang, continue to tell me, how did Feng Xiao and I meet for the eighth time?"

Ever since Feng Xiao became a new male god, Nalande has retreated behind the scenes to enjoy leisure.

In addition to adjusting his state to prepare to play the little grandpa, taking over scripts for Feng Xiao to talk about cooperation, and occasionally writing a book, the autobiographical Magic Record, although he has no culture, writing this book does not require any culture.Well, the most important thing is truth.

A fleeting light penetrated through the window, and Nalande was keenly aware of it, and after glancing at it, he lowered his head and typed again.

As a result, there was no movement.

Then the light flickered again.

There was no movement again.

Nalande stood up and walked to the window, seeing the "Viper" slowly circling around the small building, and the people in the car stretched out their hands from the window to knock the soot from time to time.

He dialed Feng Xiao's phone: "Where is it?"

"On the way."

"Why haven't you gone home yet?"

"Big snow."

"If I don't come back, I won't be able to keep up with the replay of "%￥#*..."."

"It's ok."

Zhang Kaiquan and Wang Jiangang leaned over and eavesdropped while booing: "Cut, you dare not come back!"

"I declare in advance, that reality show is the fucking one that you accepted for me." Feng Xiao said.

"so what?"

"..."

"Not coming back yet?"

"Traffic jam."

"Then you can block it first, I just signed a contract with Lianxin for the next play."

"What show?"

"Not yours, mine."

"……What drama?"

"Man and man."

"with who?"

"An Dong."

Nalande hung up after saying these two words, and when the end was about to end, Feng Xiao heard his voice talking to someone else from the receiver: "There are so many passionate scenes? Okay, I will think about it..."

Nalande suddenly saw the "Viper" brake the car with a "squeak" and walked down arrogantly, taking out the key to open the door.

The door opened, and he looked around. He didn't see any newcomers, nor did he see the contract, but he saw Nalande's face that was about to smile.

"So fast? Is there a traffic jam at the entrance of the alley?"

Feng Xiao let out a "hum", stepped forward in two steps, and pressed the back of his head to welcome her kiss.

Kissed for a while and winked at the people watching: "Please avoid it."

"Okay, okay." Several people closed their mouths quite sensiblely, and went back to their rooms in a hurry.

******

afterwards.

Feng Xiao: "Father asked Guidao to send voice transmission to remind us again, telling us to go back and eat his newly invented seaweed glutinous rice."

Nalande said: "Hey, can you go back next year? Go back and live for half a year, and by the way, repair your phantom theater, and then perform a tour of the drama "Fen Mo Meng". It's sad to change the world all the time. After all, both sides need our brains to build together to appear."

Feng Xiao: "But I miss my father."

"Honestly speaking, is the prototype of your father the leader Xie Fei?"

"I can't remember clearly... As Xie Yi's memory, there is not much left from the beginning. But I think that when I first created the image of my father, I must have followed my image of him."

"Okay, okay, I'll go back with you." Nalande said, "One more thing, Lao Zhang's masters are the people from the xx Science Society. You always want to influence and change the world we imagined, what do you think?"

"Let's die." Feng Xiao said, "The two of us are preconceived, the world structure has been deeply ingrained, and the newborn hundreds of millions of free consciousness bodies have also consolidated the unshakable nature of this world. Even if they are united, I don't believe anyone can be better than the two of us." Resolute."

"……hey-hey."

******

Remarks: When World 107 woke up again (or called returning to the dream), it made minor adjustments to the previous world according to its best wishes (since it was forcibly suspended, this active period has not yet ended).Doing so consumes a lot of consciousness, resulting in a serious illness and leaving behind many unsatisfactory things.

However, it's not as good as you want to be able to have endless aftertastes.

Perhaps soon number 107 will enter the next round of dormancy, and then enter the active period again, which will be a brand new life.

Ah, this time there are more than a dozen autonomous hosts. I don't know what it will be like in the next life, or even whether Xie Yi will be the inevitable unique one in his destiny.

The more unpredictable the future, the more immortal this life will be.May they stay together well and live together through the wind and rain.

(End of the article)