When I came back through the book, I became my stand-in

Conventional demining——

*has an ex

*There is a consistent flashback interlude

*This is not a non-mainstream tragedy (?)

*Spiritual year upside □□ year down (?

*The plot is outrageous and vulgar, it is the widow Huichunwen(?)

*Of course he! v was updated the next day

Send a small red envelope to the first [-] comments in this chapter~Welcome

I also thank the classmates who gave me the nutrient solution early! ! !Okay, "Yes, the next one is Meng Heng's show."

"Everyone knows that Meng Heng is a rookie resource guy. She suddenly exploded at the end of last year. This year, I feel like she's everywhere..."

"The seats are farther in front than Sun Sitao, please, with all the bad movies she's acted in, how can she deserve to sit in the row behind those famous directors..."

……

The Night of the Stars is a relatively large-scale program of the year, and the annual seating arrangement is the favorite of the melon-eaters. Discussions have been started since the official announcement.

This year's planning still continues the style of the previous year, interspersed with performances by artists.

When the first row of seating charts came out, many people thought that this year was quite reliable, and invited several people with both virtue and skill.

In the circle of directors came a person who is usually not seen.

Chen Caiwei hasn't directed a play for several years, but the classic TV series belong to the childhood memories of young people.

Of course, the most eye-catching person in the first row in the live broadcast was not Chen Caiwei, but Shen Tianqing.

"That beauty in the camel coat is Shen Tianqing, right?"

"She is so white that she shines... Among a group of directors, she is the most beautiful."

"But why is she here? Isn't this sister not directing anymore?"

"Every time I see Shen Tianqing, I have to sigh that this person is so god-favoured, he can do whatever he wants... The Wang Li at the back is about the same age as her, he is no match at all..."

Anonymous forum opened a chat thread about Star Collection Night, and the screen quickly swiped.

There is also a simultaneous live video frame, which happens to be Meng Heng's program.

The scene on the stage is an ancient scene, Meng Heng's costume is a feather coat, and he wants to get down from the birdcage lifting platform, and the stage design is still flying movements.

"This dress looks good...Meng Heng's business ability is so hip, his appearance is really nothing to say..."

"It's numb, she changed a few sets of clothes, how long has it been, from entering the arena to interviewing to sitting down to performing now...all the prices are sky-high, what is the origin of this person..."

This is a song with a very good melody. It was produced by Mengheng Studio in the first half of the year. The sales of digital discs were good, and fans liked it very much.

It all depends on the later stage, and the live broadcast may be fake singing.

The forum was still discussing whether this person was lip-syncing or not, and why Meng Heng couldn't find anything wrong with the face-to-face live broadcast camera, but the person fell off in the next second.

bang.

There is still a bit of a delay in the live broadcast.

Many people were looking at Meng Heng, who was about to fly to the next slowly rising prop stage on the stage two...

smashed to the ground.

The prop lifting platform to be raised below seems to be malfunctioning, and only a black hole and a snow-white figure can be seen in the camera.

She was still wearing the beautiful feather coat that was swiped by the marketing account at the same time, and those marketing words that were a bit disgusting hadn't been dismantled and ridiculed before the owner had an accident.

There was a trough of water across the forum.

At the last second of entering the advertisement in the live broadcast room, many people saw a close-up shot of Meng Heng flashing by.

Blood stained his white clothes, this black and red resource guy closed his eyes, as if he was dead.

The Internet was all over the place, so the scene could only be more noisy.

The music stopped abruptly, the supporting dancers were all stunned, and the ink animation on the big screen was still playing, making the whole scene even quieter.

The staff rushed over first, and the stars in the back row also stood up one after another.

Shen Tianqing, who was talking to Chen Caiwei in the first row, also looked in that direction.

Chen Caiwei: "What's the matter?"

Ji Qiao next to Shen Tianqing stood up, "How could such a thing happen..."

The emergency plan for this event was launched, and the advertisements and some TV drama previews to be launched on the platform became temporary rotations on the live broadcast platform.

Meng Heng was put on a stretcher and carried away, surrounded by many people.Shen Tianqing's assistant Tao Yi came over from there and whispered to Shen Tianqing: "The situation is not very good, so I sent someone to the hospital."

Shen Tianqing nodded.

Chen Caiwei watched Shen Tianqing's assistant leave in a hurry, and before she had time to ask, another director, Ji Qiao, sighed, "How old is this kid, he seems to be in his twenties? What happened..."

I don't know who whispered what over there, Ji Qiao glanced at Shen Tianqing.

"you recognize?"

Shen Tianqing nodded pretendingly, "I've seen it a few times."

Ji Qiao had witnessed Meng Heng bumping into Shen Tianqing before, it looked really unfamiliar, but it was also quite strange.

It's like seeing the head teacher.

The accident directly made the headlines of the major apps that day.

Meng Heng is on Weibo's hot searches several times a year, and her name is listed on the bottom of the search box, and eight of the ten entries on the right are hot search tags.

This time, the high-ranking hot search caused many passers-by to be speechless when they saw it, why is it her again.

But the next two hot searches became #星集之夜晚台漫示#

The three are #MenghengFirst Aid#

The follow-up was originally arranged to be the red carpet content of some artists of the day. In less than 10 minutes, more than half of the top ten and half of the hot searches became discussions about today's accident.

Not to mention that the major marketing accounts have been dispatched one after another, and their tone is still very nervous——

-Meng Heng fell from the height of the show. I thought it was a performance effect, but he really fell. I don’t know how he was [prayer]

I also brought a screenshot, where I could see the pitch-black hole, the snow-white costume, and the upside-down girl.

There is also blood that can't be covered by high paste.

There are a lot of people down there who think it's an act.

One after another, some people posted about the commotion at the scene, and others squatted outside the venue to take pictures of ambulances standing on the street.

The urgent sound of an ambulance in the noisy scene tensed up subconsciously.

On the other hand, Meng Heng was unconscious in the ambulance, as if she had entered a void, and she vaguely heard someone talking——

"Is there any mistake? I am responsible for the result of the failure of the terminal brain?"

This kind of aggressive words don't sound like a bad impression.

Definitely a...

"I don't care. Anyway, the contract I signed back then was to complete the task and return me to the year when I died. What's going on with you, the real world can't operate?"

"I've done it for nothing for so many years? Even if the soul body disappears, I will complain to the main god that you are involved in 007. Those of us who work part-time in the system are busy, and this is it? Sorry, is it useful? I put your data grid and I say sorry They didn't mean it, can you forgive me?"

Ah, I made a mistake, and I am not gentle.

The voice of the conversation with this person was very mechanical, but it was obviously stuttered by the rattling speed of speech.

"Sorry, in the event of an attack outside the domain, the terminal brain cannot perform the backtracking function in the real space, please understand!"

Then, accompanied by a cruel beep, the female voice that sounded particularly clear smiled, "Then you wait for me to complain."

"6900 please wait patiently!"

"6900 please wait patiently!"

The woman: "Wait for you to fuck me, I've been waiting for hundreds of years, and my ashes will be hoisted in the world more than ten years later. Is this what you would say to fulfill any wish?"

"6900 please wait patiently!"

Meng Heng was in a daze. She opened her eyes and found that she was standing in an almost transparent space with nothing else.

In the center of the vision is a frighteningly large... jellyfish.

On her right side was a woman with her back turned to her, tall and thin, her hair was coiled on top of her head, her balls were not like balls, maybe she was wearing loose clothes, she also looked like a Taoist priest.

The gender can be distinguished purely because of the voice.

"Detecting the arrival of a new approaching body, start the welcome message: My dear destined one, would you like to have a cup of delicious octopus shochu?"

Meng Heng: "..."

Are you not a jellyfish?

The woman in her field of vision turned around, and looked at Meng Heng in surprise: "You just dragged people in? How many rules did you violate?"

The tentacles of this transparent jellyfish look very silky, "Article 79 of the space manual of this domain, special circumstances can directly pull the near body into the space for recruitment."

Shi Xu: "Are you sure?"

Big jellyfish: "I'm sure."

Meng Heng was stunned, the woman turned around, and saw a face she knew very well.

Can't tell the exact age, but not too old, not too young, looks like a person in an ancient painting.

It's just that other people's freehand brushwork is clearly distinguished, but her part-time work tape is written on the eyebrows, turning into a vast mist at a glance.

It's like putting people into their souls.

It's also like her eyes are naturally affectionate, and anyone who looks at her twice will have the idea of ​​whether I like her or not.

"Shi... Shixu?"

Although the little girl was tall, she looked timid. She lowered her head just now. Shi Xu looked at her in a white dress, thinking that she was not very old.

I don't know what happened and passed away at a young age.

"What did you call me?"

The other party took two steps forward, Meng Heng suddenly lowered his head, and after two seconds, raised his eyes again.

This person was taller than her, and when Meng Heng raised his eyes, he happened to be looking at Shi Xu. At this moment, both of them were a little surprised.

One is to be surprised that the other party may really be Bai Yueguang, whose benefactor has died for many years.

One was surprised that the child looked quite similar to himself at first glance, but not anymore.What's more, the age is there, the youthfulness lingers in the eyebrows and eyes, and even a little panic.

"Is it really Teacher Shi?"

Meng Heng asked again, her eyes were red, Shi Xu hadn't been called by her real name for a long time, so she nodded.

"Where did you come from? How old are you? What's your name? What happened?"

Her voice was also good, but she talked a lot with one mouth. She crackled and fired cannons at the jellyfish, and spoke softly and considerately at the little girl. She even put her hand on Meng Heng's wrist to prevent her from falling.

"My name is Meng...Meng Heng, am I dead?"

Shi Xu smiled, but when he laughed, the tiny red mole on the center of his eyebrows seemed to be much darker, revealing a little charm.

"Yeah, it doesn't matter if you die, there are more worlds waiting for you to explore."

At this time, the terminal brain made an inappropriate voice: "Tasker 6900, you can change to Meng Heng's identity."

Shi Xu sneered: "You are breaking the rules."

She turned ruthless, it took only a moment for her gentleness to turn into coldness, and she was stunned by the people around her.

Meng Heng understood.

"I agree."

She whispered, without even half a moment's hesitation.

Terminal brain: "Are you sure?"

Shi Xu: "Wait a minute, you agree without knowing anything?"

Meng Heng: "I have regulations for watching giant jellyfish."

Shi Xu: "..."

The little guy looks good.

"I would."

Meng Heng had no affection for Shen Tianqing who took care of her. On the other hand, Shen Tianqing snatched her away.

Shen Tianqing seldom asked Xu Xu in front of her, but many people said that Meng Heng looked like the actor who died young.

"You are so lucky to be like her."

After entering the industry, many people have said so.

Meng Heng is not particularly clear-headed now, but she is obviously very determined.

The entertainment circle is so boring, after paying off her debts, she wanted to escape and entered another prison, now... it seems that there is another chance...

"Yeah, but this jellyfish backtracked."

Terminal brain: "6900, please respect reality."

Shi Xu: "I only respect love."

She laughed, "Think about it slowly, there are still a lot of information here, you should take a look first, don't promise indiscriminately."

Then she rubbed Meng Heng's head, and went to negotiate with Duan Nao again.

Just switch the mask mode.

Meng Heng didn't want to live a long time ago, and it wasn't because he was mourning, but because he was bored.

The careful consideration that Shi Xu talked about is actually the life played automatically, her boring memories, and her boring canary life.

Shen Tianqing is a contradictory body, and no one can control it, but her charm is torture for Meng Heng.

Shen Tianqing said Shi Xu couldn't copy it, and Meng Heng said I couldn't.

One sells face, the other buys desire.

Now Meng Heng breathed a sigh of relief, she thought it was good.

The person you like has become me, but you don't know, how does it feel?

The ambulance drove into the private hospital. Meng Heng's body was being rescued all the time, but Shen Tianqing hadn't left the scene yet.

After the dinner, no reporter dared to interview her. After Shen Tianqing got into the car, his assistant asked her, "Do you want to hear about Meng Heng?"

Shen Tianqing hummed.

"Not optimistic, if you can't survive tonight, maybe..."

Shen Tianqing turned her head, her waist-length hair, half hanging on her chest, the expensive brooch was casually thrown aside by her, revealing her rare irritability.

The light outside the window scattered on her face piecemeal, outlining the uneasy emotions behind her.

Her handpicked blemishes shattered.

After all, there is only one Shixu in this world.

But it's been 12 years since Shi Xu died, and she still can't forget her.