rose with snow

Song Yingshi put down the half-peeled oranges, carefully read the tasks assigned by the system, and said with a more serious expression:

"this is not OK."

System: "You can do it. You were a movie queen in your lifetime, and acting on occasion is your specialty."

Song Yingshi said with difficulty: "I..."

The system does not allow room for negotiation: "There is no negotiating task. If you don't do the task, you will die suddenly. And this series of tasks is not difficult."

The system refused to give in, Song Yingshi was helpless and a little confused, so she hesitated and asked sincerely:

"Is it difficult to come up and sleep directly with Huai Xu?"

system:"……"

Song Yingshi felt that the system seemed to be teasing her.

The system told her before that she could live on by wearing a book after death.

Just like a merchant who lures customers into the store before collecting money, her life is on the line, and before she can take a breath, the mandatory task is suddenly launched.

It turned out that the so-called extension of life was just to extend her life for 3 hours first, and the rest was up to her own ability.

Looking at the precarious "2h50min" in bright red, and the beeping countdown, Song Ying was frightened.

She opened the task list and saw that there were categories:

Daily tasks

special task

There is nothing to open the daily task, and the task amount is 0.

According to Song Yingshi's experience in playing games, special tasks are more troublesome.

She opened it to see——

Kiss with Huai Xu.

"..."

Song Yingshi's mentality completely collapsed.

The system was probably stopped by the question "Is it difficult to come up and sleep with Huaixu?", and it fell silent.

It must be guilty!

Song Yingshi regained her composure. Accompanied by the continuous countdown, she pursed her lips and quickly asked a more useful question:

"Who is Huai Xu?"

Who is the other innocent victim?

The system silently directed the next file.

It was the book that Song Yingshi traveled through, and she hadn't had time to read it yet.

She flipped through it roughly, and understood that Huai Xu was the heroine of this novel about stealing blood and buying shares.

There are three male protagonists in this article, because the three male protagonists have carried out inhumane operations on the female protagonist, the readers cursed and demanded that the three idiots be cremated and a new male protagonist be introduced.

The author was scolded until his mentality exploded, and he didn't finish it, so he fell through.

Song Yingshi glanced at the year, month and date on the lock screen, comparing it with the text, it is almost where the text started.

It was also the day when Huaixu was forced by one of the male protagonists, Song Ming, to sign a contract and become Song Ming's lover.

Song Ming...

Same last name as her.

Song Yingshi had a premonition, and was about to look through more memories, when there was a burst of greetings from the gate.

When Song Yingshi was wearing the book in the morning, Yuanshen's family members were not there, only the servants.

After receiving the recent memory, she walked around the house, and finally rested on the sofa to eat oranges.

At this time, she looked up and saw fountains flowing outside the French windows on both sides of the gate, and the small garden was exquisitely trimmed.

Two beautiful women came in from the entrance hall, and there was a tall man behind them.

"...I haven't seen her for a long time since Xiaoshi went abroad. I really miss her."

"No, my daughter never stays at home. It's your Song Ming who is sensible and stays with you all the time."

When seeing people, Song Yingshi effortlessly corresponded to the faces in her memory, and recognized one of them as the original mother and her mother in the future.

Unexpectedly, Song Ming, who was supposed to go to the nurturing plot, was also here.

Song Yingshi looked at one of the male protagonists calmly.

Song Ming has a masculine face and is dressed in a black suit that is not afraid of the heat. He looks at his watch frequently and has to laugh with him while suppressing his mood.

As if he sensed that someone was looking at him, he turned his head to look over, and the two mothers followed suit, and one of them said:

"Xiao Shi, your sister-in-law is here to see you."

"Xiao Shi, do you still know your sister-in-law?"

Song Ming, who was crazy and distracted, was pinched by his mother, took a step forward, and bowed his head respectfully to Song Ying, who was several years younger than him:

"... Hello, cousin."

?

Cousin?

Song Yingshi was startled with a subtle look on her face:

"Hello."

Who would have thought that one of the male protagonists who forcibly seized the evil and charming Wushuang in the novel was her eldest, nephew, and son-in-law?

This is amazing.

A few people sat down to reminisce about the past, Song Yingshi held a teacup and acted obediently, going through the memories in her head to figure out what was going on.

The Song family's roots are in the south, and it is a big clan that values ​​kinship. Song Yingshi has quite a seniority in the clan.

This branch of her family is also competitive, and all relatives in the clan are close to her family. Song Ming was brought here by his mother today.

No matter which angle you look at, Song Ming can only bow his head in front of her.

During the few people talking for a while, the system reminded me three times in my head.

"Remind the host, the HP is only 2h40min left."

"Remind the host, the HP is only 2h30min left."

"Remind the host, the HP is only 2h20min left."

"..."

Song Yingshi's head was about to explode, and her heart was beating heavily.

At this time, her cheap nephew couldn't sit still:

"Third grandma, cousin, mom, I have a meeting..."

"Why are you so ignorant? What is more important than a family talking? Push it!"

Song Yingshi's mother persuaded: "I haven't seen you for a long time, why don't you stay for a meal?"

No, how could Song Ming not be allowed to take the mission?

She also wants to find the heroine to continue her life!

Song Yingshi immediately said, "I want to see it too."

All three looked over.

Song Yingshi blinked: "I heard that Xiao Ming runs a film and television company? I haven't seen any domestic artists yet."

Song Ming's mother immediately changed her words: "Oh, then Xiao Ming, quickly take your cousin to have a look, and call all your artists out for a meal."

Song Yingshi's mother said politely, "You won't cause trouble for Xiaoming, will you?"

"How could it be, you are too out of touch!"

"..."

This differential treatment made Song Ming depressed on the spot.

After leaving home, Song Ming's secretary and driver were already waiting outside.

Song Yingshi and Song Ming were in the same car, and they sat in the back seat.

Facing the unknown task and not knowing whether she would cooperate with Huai Xu, Song Ying was worried.

When she got into the car, she distractedly glanced at the document bag in the middle of the rear seat.

If you guessed right, there are probably two contracts in it.

One is the artist contract of Song Ming's company.

The other is a private, lover's contract.

Perhaps worried about outsiders, the secretary quickly put away the file bag and put it in the briefcase.

On the way, Song Ming got out of the car and made a phone call.

Song Yingshi had already read through the plot, and knew that he was calling Huaixu to give an ultimatum, asking her to sign the contract obediently later.

Song Yingshi pointed at her chin, lost in thought.

Suddenly, she felt that Song Ming had opened up a new way of thinking for her.

At this point, the system appears again:

"The life value is less than 2 hours, and the host's body has signs of sudden death: dizziness, limb weakness."

After the system's voice fell, Song Yingshi's head became dizzy, and she fell powerlessly against the car window, her waist also softened, and even her fingertips felt stiff.

"..."

Song Yingshi was so angry that she scolded the system several times loudly in her heart, and felt a little aggrieved and wanted to cry.

Song Ming called back and noticed her:

"Cousin, are you unwell?"

Song Yingshi's head was pressed against the glass, and there was nothing to love in life:

"Haven't you ever seen a beautiful woman get motion sickness?"

Song Ming: "...Xiao Dong, drive slowly."

Driver: "OK."

Song Yingshi stopped immediately: "Don't, drive faster, I only get dizzy in slow cars."

"..."

Slow down, she might be more than just a harbinger of sudden death.

She needs to find the heroine, more urgently than the CEO who wants to keep Canary.

With the concerted efforts of Song Ming and Song Yingshi, the driver drove with all his might.

However, the traffic conditions in City S are here, and the objective conditions do not allow it. When the car drove to the Taochang Building, Song Yingshi seemed to be frantically testing on the verge of sudden death.

"The life value is less than 1 hour, and the host's sudden death symptoms increase: chest pain, flustered."

The car slowed down in front of Taochang Building.

There are people coming and going at the gate of the building at this time, Song Ming frowned and ordered:

"Enter from the parking lot."

Song Yingshi raised her head with difficulty and looked out the window:

"I'm getting off here."

"Today is the last day of the interview. I'm going upstairs for a meeting. Cousin, you want to see the artists, and let Xiao Chen take you to the studio later."

Song Ming's film and television company is not too big, and sent two contestants to participate in Taochang's draft, and there is an internal meeting today.

Song Yingshi said: "I want to walk by myself."

Song Ming was full of Huai Xu who wanted to get his hands, insisted when he saw Song Ying, and put her down at the door without paying much attention.

When Song Yingshi got out of the car, her legs were too weak and she almost fell.

Enduring the discomfort all over her body, she walked into the building with her head held high.

No matter how painful or uncomfortable she is, she is used to showing her best side in public.

The secretary, Xiao Chen, was carrying the briefcase, and with the other hand, he was leading Song Yingshi the way.

Thanks to him, Song Yingshi attracted a lot of attention along the way——

It's the first time I've seen someone who came for an interview and draft with a secretary assistant.

When the eyes moved to Song Yingshi's face again, many contestants showed amazement, followed by fear.

Another rival.

The manager is more poisonous than the eyes of the players.

When the two managers standing by the corridor stared at Song Ying intently, they whispered:

"Which company? Amateurs? The quality of this year's amateurs is too good."

"That assistant looks familiar."

"It's another one who can be directly popular with his face. If there is no company, I will sign it."

"Which round will we get?"

Song Yingshi has been filming for so many years, so she is very sensitive to the camera and sight.

She met the eyes of the two agents and looked back, and walked over under the other's surprised gaze:

"Hello."

Broker: "Hello."

Song Yingshi said: "Excuse me, do you know where Huai Xu is?"

Blindly looking for someone, I am afraid that even if I find sudden death, I will not find it.

It is said that Huai Xu is so beautiful that it should be easy to ask in the entertainment industry where gossip is everywhere.

Song Yingshi mentioned Huai Xu in a very natural tone, as if the two were old friends.

The managers had no doubts about him: "Huai Xu, I just went in for an interview."

Song Yingshi thanked her and raised her leg to leave.

One manager looked at Song Ying really itchy:

"Are you here for the interview too? Do you have a company?"

Song Yingshi shook her head, thought of something, smiled politely:

"I'll sign someone."

Brokers: "?!"

The seedling we fancy is actually a colleague?

Xiao Chen: "?!"

No, the boss and his aunt want to sign someone?Who to sign?Engage in a company or engage in support?

It was enough to know that Huai Xu was in the interview stage, and Song Yingshi already figured out what to do on the way.

At this time, she made a phone call, and the other party repeatedly promised to make arrangements for Huai Xu to come see her as soon as possible.

Five minutes later, Song Yingshi was invited by the staff to the empty reception room.

She asked Xiao Chen to wait at the door, lying on the table and gasping for breath.

The air is full of oxygen, but it doesn't seem to flow into her body.

Song Yingshi's chest was stuffy and aching, her heartbeat was light and heavy, her tinnitus kept ringing, and sporadic white flashed in front of her eyes.

Another 10 minutes passed.

"Urgent! The life value is less than 30 minutes, and the host may fall into a coma state at any time."

Faint at any time.

If she really passed out, the mission would be impossible to complete, and it would be the second time she faced death.

But this life is not as good as the previous life, I only lived for 3 hours.

She only lived 3 hours.

She doesn't want to die.

Amidst the constant buzzing in her ears, Song Yingshi buried her head in her arms and heard the conversation outside the door.

"Miss Huai? Why are you here?" It was Xiao Chen.

"Miss Song invited her here. Huaixu, you go in quickly."

Xiao Chen didn't dare to stop, the staff kept urging, and even opened the door for Huai Xu.

Huaixu put one hand in his pocket, walked in without saying anything.

When she saw the situation in the room, she paused.

It wasn't Song Ming who lied to her, she was really a girl, and she seemed to be the "Miss Song" they called.

The door that was let go by Huai Xu rebounded and closed naturally, and she approached with the sound of the door closing, walking lightly and slowly.

She stopped four or five steps away from the other party, her voice was distant and indifferent:

"Miss, are you unwell?"

The other party didn't speak or move, as if unconscious.

... Or did you fall asleep?

Huai Xu frowned slightly, bent over and approached, with a rising end:

"Miss Song?"

Suddenly flying like a resting butterfly, without Huai Xu's guard, she slipped into someone in her arms.

From bottom to top, it hit the side of her lips.

Heat spray.