After being attacked by the ashes of the ashes [Transmigration Book]

The voice awakened part of Yu Anlan's mind and woke him up from the trance he had just been in.

On the other end of the phone, with a slightly distorted voice after electronic signal conversion, there was a little warmth: "I just finished the admission procedures with Teacher Wu and the others."

Yu Anlan slowly relaxed her mind, and whispered "Yes".

He raised his head, almost every door was closed on the cool-colored corridor of the clubhouse, all kinds of decorations, chandeliers and post-modern artworks adorned one after another, quietly, as if those disputes had nothing to do with it at all. exists.

Just now, when he saw the caller ID on his mobile phone, he felt a little overwhelmed for no reason.

Getting involved in such an incident and pretending to be himself is like going back to the previous life. When he had no way out to join the Han Group, he gradually couldn't see what he would become.

At that time, he had no other way to protect himself except to pretend to be himself.Maybe he will die in this strange world, but he doesn't want to die, he finally got a healthy body that he never had before, and he doesn't want to just disappear so meaninglessly.

After leaving the Han family at that time, he would still be implicated by his previous experience. Although his relationship with the group seemed to be non-existent, it was difficult to completely cut off - if not for this, he would not have been retaliated and pushed to the speeding pickup truck in the end before.

If there was no kiss at that time... He felt that he would repeat the same thing, even if he did not join the Han Group, he would do something else, he would not want to start that technology company, but would do what he did to him in his previous life Find out those people one by one, and then repay them in other ways.

But this time, it shouldn't be like this.

He had clearly made up his mind not to fall into that situation again.

Yu Anlan slowly calmed down her heartbeat, and said in a low voice, "Did the interview... go well?"

On the other end of the phone, Jian Xi's excited voice sounded: "Well. I don't know why, Teacher Wu has a guest, so he asked me and two other students to perform an impromptu performance."

Yu Anlan immediately thought of Director Yan, but such details were not important at all—he just listened to Jian Xi's voice, as if a warm current flowed into his heart, and suddenly wanted to see the other party's current appearance, whether he was Just as I imagined.

He laughed: "This test method is very similar to the program you recorded."

Jian Xi's voice faltered for two seconds, and he said in a hurry: "Have you checked the trailer for this variety show? Huh... suddenly became nervous."

Yu Anlan leaned against the pillar and said with a low laugh, "Your performance will definitely be recognized by the audience, because, didn't you get an A rating?"

On the other side of the microphone, the voice suddenly became quieter, and after a long while, he said, "...but Brother Yu hasn't seen it yet."

The most important and only audience should obviously see it first.

Yu Anlan was slightly stunned, remembering that he had only seen Jian Xi's performance on variety shows in that "informal" live broadcast, but on the surface, he had to pretend to be ignorant.

He looked at the dark gray ceiling of the clubhouse, and said softly: "In this way, we can watch together for the first time, can't we?"

It must be much more interesting than being alone in front of the computer.

***

Performance training studio on the outskirts of the city.

On the courtyard side of the old house at the entrance, the young man who shocked the old students in the rehearsal room with his frightening acting skills just now is sitting on the bench very obediently at the moment, and he does not know who he is talking on the phone with .

Earlier, the boy and the two best students in their studio performed an impromptu performance on the theme of "Two Men and a Woman Trapped in a Villa on a Snowstorm Night" as part of his entrance interview.

Everyone thought that he would choose to act as a victim. In an environment where the three of them were trapped in a closed space and food was scarce, how the three of them argued and fell into despair was the highlight of this performance.

However, less than a minute after he started performing, he showed neurotic character traits, and as the performance deepened, under the background of an increasingly terrifying atmosphere, in the end, everyone screamed silently. The young man is the murderer behind everything, the real murderer.

The bloodstains found behind those sofa chairs are not the result of a prank, but the traces left after the previous residents were hunted down by him; the black shadows that appear by the window are not the aging awnings, but the dead people he hung outside the window relic.

Just looking at it from a distance, you can feel the gloomy cold air rushing towards your face. It is not difficult to explain why one of them was scared to cry during the performance, and his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand up and continue the performance.

Jian Xi held the phone, minimized her sense of existence, and rested in the courtyard.

He has just completed the admission procedures, and he can't participate in today's class, so he can only listen in on the sidelines.

As soon as the impromptu performance was over, Teacher Wu patted him on the shoulder, as if looking at a rare treasure, eagerly dragging him to go through the admission procedures, lest he suddenly change his mind.

Under the attention of everyone, he was dragged wholeheartedly to the front desk of the old house. The lady in plain clothes still took out forms and asked him to fill them out weakly.

Director Yan had already left at some point, probably because he was afraid of trouble and didn't want to answer a series of questions from Old Wu.

At that time, when Jian Xi was standing at the entrance of the courtyard, waiting for the front desk to put away his things, he noticed a line of sight at the door.

It was not a hostile and scrutinizing gaze, but a completely neutral and harmless gaze. For a moment, it reminded him of the people in his previous life, who sometimes hovered around Yu Anlan.

Those people protected him, or protected that luxurious downtown villa.

In the past, I was hugged and frightened by Yu Anlan in a place very close to those people, only separated by a wall. In the end, everything became a blur of white light, and my memory seemed to be gradually disconnected.

Jian Xi turned her head calmly, and found the door, the person staring at her seemed to be wearing ordinary sportswear, pretending to be a jogger nearby, and chatting with the old man of the doorman.

Could it be the person Brother Yu sent to protect him?It's because of... the time when Mingying was injured in high school.

His heart was beating fast, and there was a kind of unconscious excitement or shyness.

Brother Yu was staring at him, and the other party wanted to know everything about him—just guessing like this for a moment, made him unable to restrain the surging emotion in his chest, and eagerly wanted to do something.

However, they were just bodyguards... not Yu Anlan herself at all.

Jian Xi suddenly panicked. Could it be that from now on, Brother Yu will not come to see him off, or say goodbye to him in the car?Will you throw yourself to the bodyguards to take care of everything?

He turned his head, thanked the front desk hastily, found a quiet corner in the yard, and dialed Yu Anlan's phone.

Just listen to Brother Yu's voice, just listen to it.

With such a wish, he sat there for a long time.

The author has something to say: Jian Xi: Let me be coquettish for another 5 minutes, really! 5 minutes!