I'm weak, I installed [Transmigration Book]

Gong Song Hanzhang, as the protagonist, of course looks extraordinary, dressed like a dog, casually holding a flower in one hand, and turned into the corridor from the stairs, attracting many people's attention.

And it happened that the interview hall where Chun Leshui was located was the most crowded, also because of his amazing face,? and his beautiful dancing posture during the interview.

So almost everyone was watching Chun Leshui happily walking towards Song Hanzhang, reaching out to take the bouquet of flowers that probably congratulated him.

So the scene that happened later could make Chun Leshui pack his luggage on the spot and leave Shencheng to change his life in another city.

This is too fucking dead!

Especially in Jiang Ming, the protagonist, who was gradually losing control of his subtle, muffled laughter,? Chun Leshui curled up with his toes,? He felt like killing Song Hanzhang to death on the spot.

Sure enough, he couldn't have any expectations for Song Hanzhang, a dog man.

But he still has to act,? He seemed unaware of the melon-eating eyes around him, and seemed puzzled: "Hanzhang?"

In fact, Chun Leshui's eyes can poke Song Hanzhang into a sieve, which is extremely threatening.

【If Song Gou can't explain why? I will die with this dog today! 】

Song Hanzhang looked at him indifferently, stepped on the pedal again and turned up the lid of the trash can: "This is what Jian Wen intends to give to Chu Lin,? Do you want it?"

When Chun Leshui heard it, he just wanted to praise Song Hanzhang for his beautiful words.

He shook his head, deliberately raised the volume and said comfortingly: "I thought you were going to give me this flower, so it turned out to be helping other people take out the trash!"

While talking, he took a glance at Jiang Ming from the corner of his eye.

What does he look like now? He's like the little host of a theatrical performance in elementary school.

This time it was Song Hanzhang's turn to scold him for being sick with his eyes.

He followed Chun Leshui's gaze, and happened to meet Jiang Ming who was smiling.

The eyes under the brim of the hat were not as sharp as those outside the performance hall, with a smile gently scraping from his face and falling on Chun Leshui's face, Jiang Ming stood up straight from the wall and walked to Chun Leshui's side.

He coughed twice: "Chun Leshui, why are you so funny?"

Chun Leshui was a little confused, not knowing where the other party came to this conclusion.

"Let's go." Jiang Ming said, "Don't stand here and block the interviews of the people behind."

Chun Leshui nodded obediently and followed him.

Song Hanzhang was annoyed,? What do you mean, he cheated on him to find a lover, he is a dog man, and Chun Leshui keeps thinking about other men every day, so he keeps his masculinity?

Double standard is not such a double standard method, is it?

Song Hanzhang couldn't make Chun Leshui happy if he was upset: "Wait a minute."

One word from him made Chun Leshui and Jiang Ming stop at the same time.

Jiang Ming turned around and took half a step forward, half blocking Chun Leshui behind him: "What's the matter?"

Chun Leshui said that she was so handsome.

Sure enough, even he couldn't bear the charm of the protagonist.

"It has nothing to do with you," Song Hanzhang said to Chun Leshui with a dark face, "Since the interview is over, come home with me. Grandpa is still at home waiting for us to have dinner."

Does Chun Leshui want to go with Song Hanzhang?

Of course I didn't want to.

As for Song Hanzhang, the answer is of course no.But he doesn't want to see Chun Leshui happily with the "handsome guy", he will not be happy if Chun Leshui is happy, if he can make Chun Leshui unhappy, Song Hanzhang will be happy.

Hurt the enemy by one thousand and self-injure eight hundred, but at least he won.

Chun Leshui really couldn't refuse him when he moved his grandfather out, and the harmony between the couple should also change Jiang Ming's initial impression of Song Hanzhang, right?

Chun Leshui smiled and took Song Hanzhang's hand, and said to Jiang Ming with an expression of "you see, I am so happy, Song Hanzhang is a good man", "Then I will go home with Hanzhang first, and we will contact you after the interview results come out." .”

"Okay, contact me later." Jiang Ming stared at Chun Leshui for two seconds, then simply took a wrong step to the side, giving way to the two of them.

"Let's go, Hanzhang."

Chun Leshui led Song Hanzhang to the stairs. Song Hanzhang wanted to take his hand away several times, but when he moved a little, Chun Leshui held him tightly and looked at him with a smile on his face.

Song Hanzhang: "Let go."

Chun Leshui ignored him at all, turned around and waved to Jiang Ming behind him.

Jiang Ming tore off the mask, turned his face to the window and coughed, the cough sounded farther and farther away as the two of them moved forward, and when they turned into the corridor, no one could be seen, Chun Leshui threw away his hand without a second's delay.

And he lifted his foot and took a step to the side to distance himself from him.

The hands of the two cannot be said to be bigger or smaller, but like Chun Leshui, his palm fingers are more slender and soft.

It was cold in late autumn, and Song Hanzhang felt a chill as soon as he withdrew his hand, as if he suddenly caught a wind, which made him slightly stunned.

Then he clapped his palms in disgust.

A gust of cold air condensed between the two of them, and no one paid attention to the other, they just went downstairs separately.

When Song Hanzhang stuffed his hands into his trouser pockets, he curled his fingertips unconsciously. Looking at the back of Chun Leshui in front of him, he suddenly thought of a question. Chun Leshui pretended to be in front of his grandfather. Pretending in front of people can also be understood as the previous image is deeply rooted in people's hearts, but what's the point of pretending in front of such strangers?

And what did Chun Leshui say before, to make that Jiang Ming think he is a good man?

good man?

The two walked out of the first floor, Song Hanzhang felt more and more strange, he frowned and looked at Chun Leshui, what the hell was he doing?

Chun Leshui looked back upstairs, but unexpectedly Jiang Ming was still by the window, looking down at something, and there was a person standing beside him talking to him.

His car was parked not far from downstairs. After unlocking it, Song Hanzhang opened the back door and sat in. Chun Leshui rolled his eyes and looked upstairs before getting in the car. This time Jiang Ming happened to be watching too. come over.

When their eyes collided, Chun Leshui raised his hand and waved him.

After Jiang Ming waved to him, he got into the car contentedly.

Then his smiling face drooped instantly when he saw Song Hanzhang who was looking at him seriously in the rearview mirror.

upstairs.

"What is Teacher Jiang looking at?" Jiang Ming, or the staff around Jiang Buyan looked out, only to see a silver car driving away from the parking space downstairs.

Jiang didn't tire of coughing lightly, and looked at the information in his hand: "The noodle hall of the second group?"

"Yes, the list of all the dancers who passed the preliminary examination in Hall [-] today."

Jiang didn't tire of searching for a while, took out Chun Leshui's resume alone, and then returned the others to the staff: "When all the group dancers are interviewed today, send them to the conference room together."

"Then," he clicked on the photo on Chun Leshui's resume, "give me a separate copy of his interview video."

"Do you want it now?"

"I want it now."

A few minutes later, Jiang Buyi took Chun Leshui's video into a meeting room. Apart from the three teachers in the performance hall, there were several other teachers in the meeting room, all of whom were from the creative team of "Mountain Ghost". a member of.

The video of Chu Lin's dance during the interview happened to be on the screen in the conference room.

"Ms. Jiang, where did you go for the interview today?" A female teacher complained, but she just complained casually.

With a push of her hand, Chu Lin's resume slid in front of him, and Jiang Buyi raised her hand to hold it down.

The female teacher selected the replay with the remote control, and said to him: "He interviewed the two roles of the mountain ghost and the boy, and prepared two dances with different styles, both of which were very good." In the few resumes in front of her, Picking and picking, he picked several copies and threw them over to Jiang Buyan, "We think these are pretty good ones among the dancers interviewing Shangui, but compared to them, this one named Chu Lin is better."

"I've seen it all." Jiang Buyi took off his mask and hat, took out the aerosol in his pocket and put it at hand. He sat down, flipped through the resume thrown by the female teacher and closed it, "These people They are indeed good, and they can be notified to prepare for the retest.”

"Where did you watch it?" the male teacher who Chun Leshui mistook for Jiang Buyan in the performance hall asked while making notes on the interview list.

"A performance hall." Jiang Buyi tapped on the table with his fingers, pushed away the pile of resumes in front of him, and projected the video on the phone onto the screen, "Look at this man."

His slender and strong fingers turned the phone to play, and after everyone finished watching, he asked, "What do you think?"

"He is very……"

As soon as someone spoke, Jiang Buyan said to the street: "Is it a mountain ghost?"

The teachers in the conference room nodded in unison, another director of the play asked him to replay it, a little excited: "Where did you find such a person?"

The mountain ghost seems to be naive and ignorant of the world, but in fact it is somewhat indifferent and cruel.He can watch other people grow old, sick and die with cold eyes, or he can cut their flesh and bloodletting to help others, because he doesn't understand anything, doesn't understand and never thought to understand, his nature is to meet people's needs unconditionally.

He is not a god, nor is he a real ghost.

He is just a creature born out of people's desires, a puppet born of people's hearts.

It is just a piece of white paper or a basin of clear water, which can be dyed into any color.

Before this public recruitment of protagonists, the main creative team has actually contacted several dancers who seem to be suitable for mountain ghosts. Not tired of being satisfied.

Meeting Chun Leshui today was a pleasant surprise.

Just like what he told Chun Leshui, he went to the interview hall from the group face hall, because he was too lazy to take a few steps, he directly entered the performance hall from the entrance where the audience usually enters, and within a few steps, he heard someone discussing him. He didn't plan to stay, but he changed his mind when he saw Chun Leshui's face.

Yan Li is beautiful and a bit aggressive, but it is not the kind of shrewd beauty, but a naive and blunt beauty.

Among so many interviewees, Chun Leshui's appearance best met Jiang Buyan's requirements.

And because he danced in front of the group, Jiang Buyi lowered his expectations of him to the minimum, but he did not expect to get a surprise answer sheet instead.

He pushed Chun Leshui's resume to the center of the conference table: "Add him to the mountain ghost group, and we will notify you later to retake the exam."

After speaking, the screen of the mobile phone on the table lit up, and the new message came from "Xiao Ming": Brother, did you change the password at home?

At seven o'clock in the morning, Song Hanzhang appeared at the dining table on time. He yawned and tied his tie, with the coffee that Uncle Xu had just ground for him.

Song Shiqing shook the newspaper in his hand, folded it up and handed it to Uncle Xu, and asked Song Hanzhang: "I heard movement in the study in the middle of the night last night, what time did you go to bed?"

"Three o'clock?" Song Hanzhang couldn't remember clearly.

The old man nodded, neither telling him to pay attention to rest, nor telling him to work in moderation.

When he first started his business, he worked much harder than Song Hanzhang. He hasn't fully figured out the business line of the company in his hand. He stays up all night just looking at the materials and looking at the data of various projects and previous years. Since he wants to get started as soon as possible, Song Shiqing will not Will talk a lot.

Today's breakfast is relatively simple, Aunt Xu's freshly baked bread and sandwiches.

Chun Leshui flew down from upstairs, just by the sound of stomping footsteps when he went downstairs, he could tell that this person was in a good mood.

"Grandpa, Xu, Uncle, Xu, Aunt Xu, Hanzhangzao." He said good morning one by one, pulled away the dining chair next to Song Hanzhang and sat down, took a bite of the sandwich and then called Aunt Xu with slightly bright eyes, "What's in the sandwich?" The mayonnaise is delicious!"

No one would not like to hear compliments. Aunt Xu asked him what he would like to eat for lunch while smiling so hard that he could barely see his eyes.

There are five people in the family, with four mouths waiting for Aunt Xu to feed them. Although no one expresses any opinions on food, only Chun Leshui will give praises without hesitation.

When Song Hanzhang and Chun Leshui first moved back, Aunt Xu would ask Song Hanzhang symbolically. After that, what the other men in the family thought didn't matter anymore. Chun Leshui had the final say on what to eat every day.

But Chun Leshui won't go home for lunch today, Aunt Xu was unabashedly disappointed when she heard that, and then said to Song Shiqing: "Then let's have something casual at noon, old man?"

Song Shiqing was not picky, but nodded.

Uncle Xu asked, "Why is Le Shui so happy today?"

Chun Leshui took a sip of milk: "It's okay, I'm happy every day."

"I'm very happy today," Uncle Xu asked Song Hanzhang, "Is it Hanzhang?"

Song Hanzhang said indifferently "Yes", he looked at Chun Leshui, this person is really very happy today, adding a special effect, that is, the kind of small flowers that keep spinning next to the pink background.

What is there to be happy about in the early morning?

Even seeing him so happy, he was stimulated to wake up after only three or four hours of sleep.

Anyway, he just couldn't see Chun Leshui happy.

Song Hanzhang was about to turn around when Chun Leshui suddenly turned to him: "?"

He just finished eating the sandwich, with bread crumbs on the corner of his mouth, Song Hanzhang ordered some on his mouth.

Chun Leshui touched the corner of his mouth, and Song Hanzhang was about to tell him that he was wrong, but from the corner of his eye, he saw the grandfather who was smiling and looking at the two of them, swallowed the words on his lips, and stretched his hand to Chun Leshui's lips.

When had he ever been so gentle to Chun Leshui, Chun Leshui's first reaction was to lean back and dodge, and after seeing the three happy faces opposite him, he froze stiffly.

One was wiped and the other was wiped, both of them were unwilling from the bottom of their hearts, but they still wanted to pretend to be in harmony.

Really, if you want Chun Leshui to say that he even misses Song Hanzhang's way of being a scumbag who ignored him in the past.

"Thank you Hanzhang." As he said, he took out a piece of paper and rubbed it against his mouth, "I didn't even notice."

"Yeah." Song Hanzhang rubbed his hands under the table as well.

The two of them disliked each other more than the other, and unconsciously speeded up their meal, trying to escape from the scene of the nightmare.

Song Hanzhang raised his wrist and looked at the time: "It's getting late, grandpa, I'm going to work."

He stepped out the door, and Chun Leshui put down the cup, wiped his mouth and said, "I'm going to school too, grandpa, Uncle Xu and Aunt Xu!"

The three parents watched them go out, and Aunt Xu sighed: "The relationship between the two children has improved a lot this time."

"That's right," Uncle Xu said with a smile, "It looks like a young couple now."

After he finished speaking, Song Shiqing slowly put down his chopsticks: "Master?"

After the two went out, the kind smile on Song Shiqing's face faded. After living for nearly 70 years, he still can't see through what tricks these two little things are playing?

"Xu Qing," he took the small dish of medicine on the table, swallowed the large and small pills in it, and then picked up the chopsticks again, "Go and ask Lao Chen, how much he told Hanzhang."

After class, Chun Leshui went straight to Chu Lin's house.

It was Chu Yu who opened the door for him. The kid had curly hair and a canine tooth when he smiled very well: "Brother Xiao Chun."

"Didn't go to school today?" Chun Leshui handed him the fruit in his hand, bowed his head and put on his shoes.

Chu Yu opened every bag and took a look: "It's all my brother likes to eat."

The kid is the kind of boy who looks good, loves to smile and is lively. Chun Leshui likes him very much. Hearing what he said, he couldn't help but rua and turned his head: "Don't you like to eat?"

He and Chu Lin had the same preferences. He smiled when he heard this, turned around and said in the direction of the kitchen: "Brother, Brother Xiaochun is here."

Chu Yu carried the fruit to the living room, Chun Le went into the kitchen in a familiar way, and Chu Lin stood by the pool to process the fish. His shoulders were broad and his legs were long, and he wore an apron that looked so good.

A few strands of hair that hadn't been grabbed were softly attached to Chu Lin's neck, and the back of his neck was smooth and beautiful when he lowered his head. Even bloodshot and fish scales on his slender fingers like white jade were pleasing to the eye.

Chun Leshui couldn't move his eyes away, he just felt that his senior brother was very homely, very smoky, and very good-looking.

Chu Lin has a warm feeling that there will be a lamp waiting for him no matter how late he comes home.

Chun Leshui likes it very much, probably because he died. He has no memory of his previous life. Although he is not curious, he vaguely feels that he should not have this lamp in his previous life.

Chu Lin turned on the faucet and put the fish under the water to wash away the bloody water. He turned his head to look at Chun Leshui, who hurriedly asked, "Brother, is there anything I can do for you?"

"And me!" Chu Yu's head popped out from the other side of the door frame, "Do you need my help, brother?"

The two of them copied and pasted the same wistful expressions from left to right, which made Chu Lin laugh, and lifted his chin to the side: "Choose the beans."

"Okay, roast pork ribs with beans." Chu Yu walked out of the kitchen with the pot of beans.

"what about me?"

"Vegetables in the refrigerator." Chun Leshui opened the refrigerator and saw that there were bean sprouts and green bamboo shoots, and then the sliced ​​meat that had been marinated by the stove. He imitated Chu Yu, "Yes, boiled beef."

Chu Lin smiled and shook his head, and put the fish on the chopping board.

in the living room.

Chun Leshui and Chu Yu were sitting in a row choosing dishes, and a criminal investigation drama was playing on the TV. The two chatted while watching TV. After a while, Chu Lin’s mobile phone, which was left on the sofa, rang, and Chun Leshui was about to get him In the past, his cell phone rang too.

Chu Yu sent the mobile phone to Chu Lin, and Chun Leshui answered the phone.

"Hello, is this Mr. Chun Leshui? I am here for the dance drama "Mountain Ghost"."

"I am, hello."

"I called you here to inform you that you will enter the re-examination. The assessment time and related assessment content have been sent to your email. Please check and reply."

Chun Leshui thanked her, hung up the phone and opened the mailbox, but was stunned when she saw it.

He repeatedly checked the re-examination group he entered twice, and walked to the kitchen with his mobile phone: "Brother, did you answer the call from the dance troupe just now?"

Chu Lin nodded, and Chun Leshui asked, "Have both entered the re-examination?"

"Yes," Chu Lin asked, "What about you?"

"I also entered." Chun Leshui showed him the phone, very puzzled, "but I entered the re-examination of the protagonist group."

After Chu Lin carefully read the content of the email, he thought for a while: "Internal adjustment?"

Chun Leshui is the first time to participate in a dance drama audition, and Chu Lin has never encountered such a situation before, but he said: "If it is gold, it will shine. You can see that you can be selected into the lead group for a group of dancers. It shows that you How bright."

"I just said to make you more confident, you are really great, Xiaochun." He was really happy, and took out a bag of vegetables from the refrigerator and put it in Chunle Shui's hands, "Choose this one too, and add another dish , Congratulations, we all entered the re-examination."

After speaking, push Chunle water out of the kitchen.

Chu Yu sat on the small footstool in front of the sofa and looked at him, Chun Leshui said, "Add one more dish."

Chu Yu: "Yes."

He was dumbfounded, looking at Chunle sailor itchy, couldn't help holding his head for a long time.

It was almost three o'clock when he left Chu Lin's house after eating this meal. He only had one class in the afternoon, and he went home after that. Aunt Xu was the only one at home. He said that Uncle Xu accompanied the old man to buy flowers and hadn't come back yet.Chun Leshui coaxed Aunt Xu to order a bowl of noodles casually, and went downstairs with the music downloaded from the email attachment.

The content of the re-examination is to choreograph and dance an original dance according to the specific music given.

The dance room had been cleaned up for him long ago, and Chun Leshui was lying on the floor in big characters, and many of him were seen in the front and rear mirrors.

His head was empty and he had no clue, and after lying down listening to the music for an unknown amount of time, he finally turned over and sat up.

Song Hanzhang came back late, and the lights on the first floor were left for him. Grandpa and the others should have gone to bed.

With a few documents in his hand, he thought that the study room was next door to his grandpa. The elderly are light sleepers, and even the slightest movement may wake up grandpa. The living room downstairs is also a spare study room, so he went downstairs .

After going downstairs, Song Hanzhang found that there was light in the hallway, which came from the dance studio of Chun Leshui.

The dance room is next to the living room. The doors and windows are closed so that you can't hear the sound inside, but you can see that Chun Leshui is practicing seriously and devotedly.

He was wearing a simple white T-shirt and black shorts, with bare feet. The lamps in the dance studio were extremely bright, and the incandescent lights wrapped around his bare arms, calves and feet made him look like he was glowing.

The posture is tall and straight, the upper body does not move in the air during the somersault on the spot (Yunli Qianqiao), and the lines drawn by the two long legs are simply beautiful and extremely stretched.

The moment when it blooms in the middle of the night like a swallow that spread its wings, and like the epiphyllum raised by my grandfather, it is amazing.

This is Song Hanzhang's first time watching Chun Leshui dance.

Even if he doesn't like Chun Leshui again, he can't say a bad word against his conscience.

But it was because he had to admit that he was good-looking that made him feel like he had swallowed hundreds of flies.

He entered the living room next door with a pale face.

It was already one or two o'clock in the morning when we came out from the inside, the dance room was not lit, and the corridor was also dark. Song Hanzhang didn't bother to turn on the lights in the corridor, so he turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and walked towards the stairs.

He paused when he passed by the projection room, the door of the theater was not closed, and the lights inside were not turned on, only the flickering screen light.

And the lines of the TV series are especially clear in the quiet night.

"Look, although the deceased was stabbed several times, except for the one in the chest that pierced the aorta, none of the other stab wounds injured organs or blood vessels..."

"The pleural hemorrhage was nearly 2000ml...No abnormalities were found in the head and neck...The cause of death is basically clear..."

"The fatal wound is smooth...the murderer probably..."

What Chun Leshui watched was the criminal investigation drama that Chu Lin and Chu Yu watched together. This is the third victim killed in the drama. The victim has no rules to follow, but the murderer’s modus operandi is basically the same. Indiscriminate serial killings.

He curled up on the sofa and enjoyed chasing him, yawning so sleepy that he wanted to see the police catch the suspect before going to bed.

At this moment, the house suddenly went dark, Chun Leshui was taken aback, took out his cell phone and lit it up, wondering why the circuit at home kept tripping?

He turned on the light in the corridor, and was about to go to the power distribution room to take a look, when he saw Song Hanzhang coming out with a dark face, holding a pair of scissors and an electric drill in his hands.

The two looked at each other, and Song Hanzhang's face became darker, and his eyes were filled with dark clouds.

Then he pressed the electric drill twice against Chun Leshui.

Amid the buzzing sound, Chun Leshui was full of question marks: "?"

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The author has something to say: Hearing those lines, Song Gou probably played Song Hanzhang in Potion on a loop in his mind, I will kill you (.

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