Miscellaneous Fish Survival[Transmigration Book]

The staff toilet is in the back hall of Shuiyue Mountain Villa, not far from the small private room. It has everything that should be there, but it is not as luxurious as the front hall. The cubicle is small, there is no heating, and the upper and lower hollows lack privacy.

Lele pointed out the location for Cheng Ji (Ji, the third tone), who went in, and just when he looked up, he saw a ghost-like figure in the mirror, so scared that he almost didn't sit down on the spot!

"..."

He clutched his beating heart and thought, "Oh my god, I'm ashamed to sell it if I grow up like this!"

After a closer look, it turned out that there was heavy makeup on the face, so the complexion was pale, the eye circles were dark, and the lips were blood-sucking.

He looked at himself in the mirror, and couldn't help admiring the boy Cheng Ji: he was smart, knew how to disguise, and was more psychedelic than oil paint!But the aesthetic standards of their profession are too elusive. Is this trying to earn money from live customers?Or do you want to scare people to death and grab the bag directly?

He didn't feel like urinating, and the makeup on his face couldn't be washed off. He could only wash his hands roughly, and the mechanical sound still echoed in his ears.

——Cheng Ji, please answer Cheng Ji.

Finally, Cheng Ji couldn't bear it any longer, leaned on the sink and asked, "Who are you?"

The voice said: I am the plot manager.

"Who?"

——The plot administrator is the guardian of the normal operation of the plot of this book.

——The countdown to the beginning of the plot is 1 minutes.

"Book?" Cheng Ji raised his head and asked, "What book?"

— the book you are in.

Cheng Ji slipped his hand, and his face almost missed the mirror in front of him.

He asked in surprise: "Confirm again, am I in the book?"

--right.

It took Cheng Ji a minute to digest this information. In fact, he is a very smart person, but he is limited to the field he is familiar with.But then again, he has accepted that he came back from the dead and sold his ass in fishnet stockings, why can't he accept that the place where he is is a book?

But he hasn't previewed the book of crossing!

...But I have previewed to be a prince in Inner Mongolia. Is there still a shortage of princes over there?Outer Mongolia is also fine, he can sing the night of Ulaanbaatar.

"what book?"

——The question will be answered later, and the plot will start counting down for 10 minutes. You have to go back, and your character must be in place.

Cheng Ji said, "I don't, please speak clearly."

——The administrator has made it very clear that the administrator is not your mentor, and the administrator is only responsible for the normal operation of the plot.

"Your uncle." Cheng Ji continued to wash his hands, unmoved.

——It's the administrator, not the uncle, and the countdown starts at 9 minutes.Get back to your place.

Cheng Ji smiled, leaning on the washbasin and said, "I mean fuck you. If there's a plot to send someone else, I won't go anyway."

——Administrators do not have permission to communicate with other people. For other people, this is the real world, and you are an alien in this world, so you can receive information.

This sentence made Cheng Ji's heart skip a beat, he stared at the mirror and asked, "I'm so important, am I the protagonist?"

--no.

"supporting role?"

——It doesn't count either.

Cheng Ji asked, "Then what role am I?"

There should be no worse thing in the world than a dignified and pure young man who wakes up and finds that he has changed his business to flesh and blood.

The plot manager said: You are an insignificant, irrelevant, irrelevant, dispensable, insignificant, and trivial character. In other words, anyone can replace you.

— Countdown to eight minutes and 30 seconds.

Cheng Ji hit his head on the sink!

He said angrily, "You brought me here all the way just to make me an extra, and you still use so many idioms to show off?"

- You have five lines involving the main character.

"That's an extra too!" Cheng Ji scooped up a handful of water angrily, and pressed down the stiff hair on the top of his head due to too much wax.

——You were an accident, and the plot manager doesn't know why you appeared here.

Cheng Ji stroked his hair and said, "I don't have a father. My mother is lying in the hospital and dying. I sold myself as a doctor's mother. I have such a miserable life experience. How can I be just a trick?"

——Your characters and backgrounds are all randomly generated. There are hundreds of characters with lines in this book. Your affairs are too trivial for the story manager to take care of.

Cheng Ji said, comrade administrator, please stay away, I quit, I will go back to Inner Mongolia in a while.

……

- 7 minutes countdown.

— Countdown to six minutes and 50 seconds.

— Countdown to six minutes and 40 seconds.

——The countdown counts down to 30 minutes and [-] seconds, please get your character in place quickly.

— Countdown to six minutes and 20 seconds.

Cheng Ji said: "Go away, I really don't want to do it, I have to leave."

——You have nowhere to go, no matter where you come from, you already belong to this world, please keep the plot running normally, the countdown is six minutes and ten seconds.

Cheng Ji said: "It's too hard to be an unsung hero who doesn't care about personal gain or loss. I'm nothing anyway. Find someone to replace me!"

——The administrator has no right to replace the character. In addition, you have a dialogue with the protagonist today, and you must be present.

- 6 minutes countdown.

Cheng Ji raised his eyebrows and said 6 minutes, right?Okay, then I'll squat a big size, and I promise it will last more than 6 minutes.

——Administrators must keep the plot running, administrators will not give up easily, and administrators have contingency plans.

"Fuck you sir."

Cheng Ji observed his own appearance in the mirror, and the more he looked at him, the more lifeless he looked, the more uncomfortable he became, so he began to remove the heavy makeup on his face.

At this time, a person suddenly broke into the bathroom, grabbed his arm and shouted: "Oh, Cheng Cheng, why are you hiding here, so I can find it easily!"

Cheng Ji turned around and saw a man about 35 years old standing behind him.

The man was of medium height, with fashionable and neat hair, meticulous clothes, and a slightly anxious expression.

"Who are you?" Cheng Ji asked.

The other party said: "You brat, don't ask for a beating. I only kept you for Lele's sake. If you pretend to be crazy and stupid, you won't be able to turn around and walk around!"

Although the words were blunt, the tone was not that harsh, somewhere between really angry and joking.

Cheng Ji looked down and saw his name tag, which read: Deputy General Manager, Zhou Zhiwen.

"Manager?" Cheng Ji asked.

The man said: "My manager, who doesn't know that I'm your father! Come on, I'll be waiting for you."

Cheng Ji was dragged out of the bathroom by him, so he could only ask, "Where are you going?"

"Go see Young Master Qi!"

"What is Young Master Qi?"

Manager Zhou, who claimed to be his father, said, "Wow, big money maker."

Cheng Ji immediately put on a disgusted face, but unfortunately the makeup was too thick, the other party not only didn't see it, but also misunderstood the meaning.

"Are you happy?" Manager Zhou said, "Look how happy you are! Although Qi Shao doesn't come here often, he is the most powerful customer of our Shuiyue Villa, and he can't be flattered by others if he wants to!"

"..."

"Don't be too happy, that master is hard to serve, but it's good to be familiar with him."

Cheng Ji rolled his eyes.

Manager Zhou couldn't help saying that he came to drag him again, but Cheng Ji was dragged away despite his reluctance.

The administrator said flatly in his ear that the plot was back on track.

- 4 minutes countdown.

Manager Zhou talked a lot and spoke so fast that Cheng Ji couldn't get in a sentence, and only caught the last sentence.

"Listen to me, I will take you into Qi Shao's private room later, you must wink!"

"What is winking?" Cheng Ji asked.

"Stand behind me and don't move until I introduce you to him. Then you can say 'Qi Shaohao'. When you say this, you have to be sweeter, more greasy, more obedient, and don't speak loudly. voice."

Cheng Ji said, "Why should I?"

Manager Zhou stopped, turned around and said seriously: "With his generous moves, he is so handsome, and he can crush you like an ant."

Cheng Ji laughed.Others can't guarantee it. From a physical point of view, it is not easy to crush him to death. What a large mammal it must be!

"Don't laugh!" Manager Zhou reprimanded, "You're so ugly! You're so cheap!"

Cheng Ji lowered his face and asked, "Then can I not go? I'm afraid he will crush me to death."

Besides, what's the matter with that surnamed Qi who is doing well?He is straight, with a thoroughfare and a flat road, and the man with the horse is galloping on him.

"It's okay, just follow my orders." Manager Zhou lowered his voice and said, "Don't talk from now on, the third floor is coming soon."

— A countdown of two minutes and 40 seconds.

The scenario manager is probably satisfied with his contingency.

Manager Zhou didn't look very strong, but he had a lot of strength to pull people. Cheng Ji couldn't break free after being pulled all the way by him. He looked down and found that his body was thin and thin, with slender wrists and ankles. No wonder although he was a man, he wore Net stockings are not ugly.

In fact, it's okay to force him to get rid of him, but Cheng Ji knows what's good and doesn't want to embarrass people with good intentions, such as the nagging but friendly Lele, or the Manager Zhou in front of him.

If it were the one who was sitting at the door just now, Cheng Ji might have punched him.

The corridor on the third floor is luxurious and quiet, the chandelier above the head is crystal bright, the wall coverings on both sides are silky and brilliance, the carpet under the feet is thick and dense, and there is no sound when stepped on.

Shuiyue Villa is located in Shuiyue Mountain, a small hill in the western suburbs of Hongcheng. It is a high-end club in Hongcheng, with a construction area of ​​about [-] square meters. Reckless, green peaks are secluded and wide.

Most of the time during the day, this place is quieter than the cemetery, and when night falls, only luxury cars file in.

Manager Zhou took Cheng Ji up to the third floor from the spare stairs, pushed open the fire door and saw the room at the end of the corridor.

"There are five private rooms on the third floor." Manager Zhou introduced in a low voice, "Qi Shao only uses room 388, and every time we know that he is coming, we will not book the other four private rooms, because he doesn't like to meet people. "

Cheng Ji's curiosity overcame his disgust, and he decided to go and see this shameful boring man surnamed Qi first.