Doll Note [Transmigration Book]

Qi Chao had heard the doctor mention the humanoid division competition before, and also checked the relevant information privately.

The competition organized by the association is also known as "the cradle of guides". For ordinary humanoid masters, if they can win the competition, they will not only get a mineral vein and energy stone vein for nothing, but will even be regarded as the pillar of the future by the industry. Highly sought after.

Some contestants who have low mental strength and cannot be certified as humanoid masters can break the rules and join the association as long as they can get a good ranking. Of course, joining the association is entirely voluntary. Some contestants have high prestige themselves and advocate freedom. Good grades, not rare to join.

Qi Chao has now awakened the mother stone and met the conditions for participating in the competition. He lowered his eyelashes and carefully considered the rules of the competition.

After the registration is approved, the puppet artist needs to make the puppet within three months, otherwise he will be disqualified. According to Qi Chao's current progress, the time is a bit tight. If he stays up late and works, he can still work hard.

When the competition is officially held, the organizer will set up some checkpoints to test the qualifications of the dolls. The final result is the dolls' qualification scores, judges' scores, audience scores, and the one with the highest comprehensive score of the three parties wins.

Tens of thousands of puppet masters participate in the association's competition every year, and there are countless experienced puppet masters. One can imagine how difficult it is to win.

Qi Chao is self-aware. Not long after he came to Blue Star, he made a living doll for the first time. After all, he is a newcomer, and it is almost impossible to win.

However, he wanted to save Shuangjing, and he didn't want to cause trouble for his original father. Participating in the competition was the only way, no matter whether he won or lost, he had to try it first.

The system in the Sea of ​​Consciousness realized that the host really wanted to participate in the competition, and burst into tears. The stupid host himself really fell into the trap, and performed exactly according to the script given by the villain.

It hesitated, but decided to remind the host in good faith: [Host, the doctor next to you is very famous in the industry, why don't you ask him to help Shuangjing? 】

If the villain refuses, it means that he is not that kind, and no matter how stupid the host is, he can detect something is wrong.

However, what the system didn't expect was that the host rejected the question before asking the villain.

【no. 】

The system was silent: [May I ask what is the reason for your refusal? 】

Qi Chao's eyes were strange, as if he didn't understand the system's thinking, he said to it from the bottom of his heart: [I think it's my business to save Shuangjing, but just like I don't want to cause trouble to the original body's father, I also I don't want to involve Dr. 】

If there is a shortcut, Qi Chao will definitely choose the shortcut, but the premise is that it will not affect the people around him. The doctor once said that he hates the association. If he doesn't deal with the association, no matter how big his face is, he won't be able to do this.

Qi Chao will not ask the doctor to help him just because he wants to save Shuangjing. That is not a plea, but a moral kidnapping.

The system doesn't know what to say, it doesn't quite understand the host's thoughts, but since the host has made such a decision, it can only wait quietly for the host to die.

Shen Yuxi sat on the sofa, frowning slightly, as if he was also worried about the double mirror. When Qi Chao said that he was going to participate in the competition, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his blue eyes seemed a little surprised. Of course, the accident was true. It is debatable, "Are you really determined to go to the competition?"

"Yes." Qi Chao nodded. He twitched the corners of his mouth and said in a low voice: "If I can win, I will have the opportunity to negotiate with the association's senior management to save Shuangjing."

Shen Yuxi leaned forward slightly, fixed her eyes on Qi Chao, and said seriously: "I offended the association, I'm sorry I can't compete with you, if you have any questions, please tell me, I will definitely try my best to help you."

This explanation was the same as what Qi Chao thought. He accepted the doctor's kindness and joked: "That's really great. There will definitely be so many problems that will annoy you."

Maybe it was because too many things happened at night, Qi Chao was a little languid and sloppy when he spoke, but his eyes were still warm. When he looked at a person intently, it seemed that he had poured a lot of emotion into this person.

Shen Yuxi would never be able to fake this kind of warmth. He smiled, raised his hand to brush the blond hair scattered around his cheeks behind his ears, and when he lowered his head slightly, his eyes were more difficult to discern.

He is really easy to cheat.

Even if Shen Yuxi had expected this, she couldn't help being surprised that things went so smoothly.

When he raised his head again, the complexities in Shen Yuxi's eyes dissipated, and he still had a gentle look. He smiled: "You look a little tired, you should rest early."

After hearing this, Qi Chao looked at the time, and it was indeed getting late. He hummed and smiled at the doctor: "Let's go upstairs and rest together."

Shen Yuxi has never had any objections to such trivial matters. He got up and walked side by side with Qi Chao to the second floor. After saying good night to each other, Shen Yuxi opened the door to enter the room to rest.

At this moment, Qi Chao suddenly stopped him.

Shen Yuxi, who had his back to Qi Chao, darkened his eyes, and when he turned around, his eyes were as gentle as ever, and he asked doubtfully, "Is there anything else?"

Qi Chao stood in the corridor, rubbed his fingers against the tip of his nose, and said a little embarrassedly, "Can I be you?"

Shen Yuxi's smile was a little stiff, "Me?"

"Yes." Qi Chao explained: "Didn't I make Moss angry before? So I thought about sending him a gift to apologize or something."

Moss was most fond of his father.

Qi Chao stroked about [-] centimeters with his hand, "It's similar to such a big Q-version cartoon puppet. If you don't want to, I won't make it."

"Puppet?" Shen Yuxi looked at his hand, a little puzzled: "Do you still know how to do needlework?"

"A little bit." Qi Chao's mother and child have been single for many years, and his life skills have already been fully developed. He smiled freely: "Isn't it very virtuous?"

Shen Yuxi seemed to think this sentence was more amusing, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth: "Indeed, you are the first person I know who can work with needlework."

Bluestar has advanced technology, and industries such as needlework and embroidery have long been replaced by machines. There are very few people who can use needlework. The young master of the richest family can use needlework, which sounds fake.

Shen Yuxi said softly: "I am very grateful that you have this heart for Moss. Why would you mind? I am looking forward to your finished product."

Qi Chao likes to listen to the doctor's speech very much. Although he is a little polite and alienated when he speaks, his gentle accent and pleasant voice are very healing. Just listening to him casually say a few words can make him feel better.

That night, Qi Chao, who got permission, turned on the lights and sewed puppets in the bedroom.

Compared with dolls, puppets are easier to make. When Qi Chao’s studio was in crisis, in addition to taking orders, he would also design some puppets from time to time to earn some pocket money, whether it was stuffing cotton or sewing thread. The needles are very skilled.

Here, Qi Chao was staying up all night making puppets, and over there, Moss came to his father's room through the space vortex.

When he came, his father was sitting in front of the window admiring the moon. The room was pitch black, and the ground was covered with cold moonlight. Moss walked behind his father as usual, and explained everything that happened tonight from beginning to end.

When explaining what Qi Chao was photographing, Moss deliberately blurred the past.

Not to lie to father.

Just to surprise dad.

Moss said inwardly.

Shen Yuxi glanced at him, and Moss stood up nervously behind the chair, for fear that his father would point out what he was hiding.

Fortunately, she didn't know whether she felt bored or didn't care, Shen Yuxi didn't say anything, but let him continue.

"Father, Lang Luo's injury will heal tomorrow, are we leaving?" Moss' voice was hoarse.

Hearing this sentence, Shen Yuxi looked at Moss with the eyes that were fixed on the crescent moon. He tilted his head, as if a little surprised: "Are you very reluctant?"

Why do you feel reluctant?

Moss's one eye widened instantly, he just wanted to know why he and his father's itinerary involved reluctance.

"He made you a puppet."

The corner of Shen Yuxi's mouth curled up slightly, as if thinking of something interesting: "Go and see."

Muppets?

Moss was a little dazed.

Moss knew who the "he" his father referred to, and because he knew, he was at a loss, what puppet?Muppet what?Why make him a puppet?

As the night grew darker, Qi Chaozao was already lying on the bed and fell unconscious. On the table not far away, silk threads of various colors were messily arranged, and beside the intertwined silk threads, there was an unfinished puppet. .

A bandaged hand slowly covered the puppet's head. No one knew how Moss got in. He stared at the soft puppet in his hand with one eye.

The puppet has no eyes and no hair. It is just stuffed with cotton to shape it. It is impossible to tell that it is a puppet made by his father. Obviously, the person who made the puppet only went to sleep after half-making it.

Moss squeezed.

So soft, softer than cotton candy.

Moss didn't know how cotton candy felt, but the second child once described it to him, and he felt that it was softer than cotton candy.

This was a gift from Langlo's master to Moss.

Moss held the puppet in his hand and turned his head slightly to look at the man on the bed.

The curtains were drawn, and no light could penetrate. The room was pitch-black. Moss was familiar with such an environment, and he could see things no matter how dark the light was.

My father said it was an apology.

Moss didn't know when he'd been angry, but it was a gift for him.

Moss stared straight at the man on the bed with his strange black eyes, it was strange that he couldn't understand this man.

Not even the smartest dad in the world can understand this man.

This man appeared just right, just when his father was suspected by the association, just before the start of the plan, and at the same time he was interested in making dolls, and even his identity happened to be the type of person that the association would hardly doubt.

It was logical that his father chose him as the executor of the plan.

But this person is different from ordinary people.

Moss looked at the puppet in his hand, walked back to the desk silently, and put it back.

The silk threads on the desk were messily entangled, making it very crowded, and the puppet was placed in the cramped upper left corner, like a poor little boy who was bullied by a group of villains and could only shrink in the corner.

Even if it's just a puppet made by his father, he can't be bullied.

Thinking of this, Moss tidied up the messy silk thread and placed it in the right corner. The table was suddenly much more empty, and then he placed the puppet in the middle.

All right.

Moss was satisfied that the territory on the table now belonged to the Muppet.

He stared at the four-faced puppet stuffed with only a ball of cotton. After a few seconds, he stretched out his bandaged hand and poked its head with his index finger. The puppet was pushed back slightly.

At this moment, Moss's black eyes seemed to be bent, not obvious. If you didn't look closely, you might even think that he just blinked.

The next day, Qi Chao woke up from the bed and realized something was wrong.

Isn't the table too clean?

Qi Chao remembered that he didn't clean up these things last night.

He scratched his somewhat messy hair, and reached out to pick up the puppet in the middle. It was a little strange, the door was locked, so it was impossible for someone to come in to help clean it up, right?

Qi Chao thought for a while, and put the puppet back on the table. It should be because he was too tired last night, and his memory was confused.

I woke up a bit late today, when Qi Chao went downstairs, there was some movement from the kitchen, and when I walked in, I saw that it was the doctor who was cooking in the kitchen.

He was wearing a bear apron, and his blond hair was casually tied behind his head, revealing his slender and slender neck. He was so white that it was dazzling. Hearing the movement at the door, Shen Yuxi looked over suspiciously, and happened to meet Shang Qi Chao's eyes, who bent his eyes and smiled She smiled: "I've been bothering you to cook. I'll do it this morning. You go to rest, okay?"

"Of course." Qi Chao responded with a smile, but didn't go out, but stood beside the doctor, helping to pass the seasoning. He remembered that when the doctor first came, he said that he couldn't cook, but it seemed , also not bad.

Shen Yuxi also felt good.

This is his first time cooking.

His plan took a long time. During this period of time, he must stabilize his relationship with Qi Chao, and improving his favorability is also a necessary part.

After the food was ready, Qi Chao was about to take the plate out, when he turned around, he found Lang Luo and Moss standing at the door, looking at it for an unknown amount of time.

He was a little puzzled, a little puzzled why they stood there silent.

Lan Luo didn't know why he stood at the door.

He simply wanted to look at his master and father.

So does Moss.

After the two puppets and Qi Chao met their eyes, Lang Luo subconsciously raised a bright smile. Moss's face was covered with bandages, and there was no expression at all.

Qi Chao was amused by the two of them, and he handed the plate to the two dolls at the door, asking them to take it out.

The doctor is indeed very talented in cooking. During the meal, Qi Chao only tasted a bite of the dish and was amazed.

The doctor said thank you very politely, with a smile on his mouth, he was still gentle and humble, he didn't seem to think that his craftsmanship was so good, but Qi Chao looked at him, and for some reason, he always felt that his brother Shen was full of "doing". Meal is so simple” little pride.

Although he knew it was his own illusion, Qi Chao was still amused by his own imagination.

The time spent with the dolls and Brother Shen was very pleasant, but Qi Chao didn't stay in the living room too much, and went into the basement after packing up his things. He had to finish making the dolls within three months, and there was no extra time to rest .

After Qi Chao left, Shen Yuxi got up and went back to the room. Only Moss and Lan Luo were left watching animation in the living room.

"Is your master going to be a puppet?"

Moss looked at the screen and suddenly made a sound.

In fact, what Moss wanted to say was that the puppet was upstairs, and Qi Chao forgot to take it down.

"No, the master is going to be a doll."

Lang Luo felt that the eldest brother was a bit stupid, and he explained: "Master can't make puppets."

"He'll do it."

Moss looked at Lang Luo and explained patiently.

"He will not."

Langlow repeated.

The two dolls, one big and one small, looked at each other. If you looked closely, you would find that both of their hands were wrapped in circles of black mist, eerie and ominous. It was obvious that they were both surrounded by each other. The stupidity is angry.