The plot is different from what I thought [Quick Transmigration]

Fu Ye looked sideways. (Gege Party wwwgn) After a long time, he said: "Next Monday is the graduation ceremony of University A. The school invited me to give a speech. Do you want to go with me?"

Zhou Qi smiled and leaned his back against the wall. "Okay." He leaned over and kissed Fu Ye vigorously again, "Together with you...to see your university's graduation ceremony."

The wind blows over.Warm with aromas of gardenia.

Speeches come extra far from the microphone.

"This is our youth, the most precious years when we come here and look back on the past."

"May many years from now, when we become adults, start jobs, and get married, when we think of today, we think of June when the sky is bright, our classmates are teenagers, and gardenias are in full bloom."

"I wish you immortal youth."

……

Fu Ye gave a speech at University A as an outstanding graduate of previous years.

Fu Ye is rare. University A is not the Academy of Film and Drama, but a serious domestic top 3 institution.So Fu Ye is not only the actor with the most valuable academic qualifications in the industry, but also the only alumnus in the history of the founding of A University who actually became an actor.

The speech was at the commencement ceremony.

Zhou Qi sneaked in wearing a hat, and was taken aback when he entered the arena.

It wasn't too late for him to come, there were still more than ten minutes before the graduation ceremony, but when he arrived, the auditorium was almost full.

The auditorium is very large, with more than 5000 seats in a circular staircase. Zhou Qi glanced over, but couldn't find any vacant seats for a while.

Where did so many people come from?

There are only 5000 graduates in the first year of a freshman year, which can fill the auditorium with [-] people.

Zhou Qi walked half a circle around the outermost seat before he saw an empty seat.

Just about to sit--

"Sorry...that, this is a seat I took for a friend. There are people here." A little girl blocked Zhou Qi with her hand a little bit embarrassed.

"..."

The little girl was plain-faced, plainly dressed, and looked very young, not like a senior who graduated from high school, but rather a high school graduate.

Zhou Qi laughed and asked, "Student, are you a senior?"

"I, I'm a freshman."

The little girl lowered her head, not daring to look at Zhou Qi.

Zhou Qi: "...Freshman also came to the graduation ceremony??"

"No, I'm not here for the graduation ceremony." The little girl suddenly gained courage, raised her head and said, "I'm here to see Fu Ye, I'm his fan... Eh? You look familiar." The little girl looked at Zhou Qi face, I was stunned and shocked, "Wait, are you that Zhou Qi?"

Zhou Qi: "..."

Zhou Qi made a "shh" and pressed down the front of his hat: "It's me, keep your voice down."

"Oh." The little girl was dumbfounded.

Zhou Qi pressed his hat and looked around, but he couldn't find an empty seat, so he said, "Then you see, I'm going to find an empty seat, bye."

"Wait a minute!" The little girl stopped him, and asked stammeringly, "You too, came to see...Fu Ye?"

Zhou Qi turned his head and smiled.

"Yes, I also came to see Fu Ye."

Zhou Qi put on another mask, and walked around the auditorium until the graduation ceremony was 5 minutes away.He walked around until the graduation ceremony was about to start, and he still hadn't found a seat yet.

The entire auditorium was full, and unless he sat on someone else's lap, he wouldn't be able to find a seat.

Why don't you...don't watch it?

As long as he didn't tell Fu Ye, how would Fu Ye know if he watched today's graduation ceremony?

Just as Zhou Qi was about to lift his feet and walk out, his phone vibrated in his pocket.

WeChat.

-Fu Mingzhi: Where are you?

Zhou Qi: "..."

Fu Ye is not trying to pinpoint exactly which row he is in, right?

Zhou Qi could only reply "

Can't find an empty seat qaq".

- Fu Mingzhi: Then you come to the backstage to find me.

There are many people in the background, students, teachers, professors, 20-year-old, 30-year-old, 40-50-year-old, wearing work badges, holding cameras, and playing violins.

But Fu Ye was always the most picky one in the crowd.

Tall and handsome, wearing a suit and leather shoes.With his head down slightly, he was talking with an old gentleman.

Zhou Qi passed by without making a sound.

Fu Ye took his hand naturally. "You're here."

Zhou Qi was stunned for a moment—backstage, there are so many people, are you crazy?

Zhou Qi smiled and withdrew his hand.

The old gentleman looked at Zhou Qi for a while, but he was not surprised, he just nodded to Fu Ye with a smile: "You prepare to give a speech, I'm leaving."

"Well. The teacher will meet later."

Zhou Qi looked over and asked, "Outstanding graduate, why did you ask me to come backstage?"

Fu Ye turned his eyes back, landed on Zhou Qi, and said lightly: "I think the auditorium is full, and I'm afraid you will run away."

Zhou Qi: "..."

He suddenly remembered a particularly inappropriate piece of nonsense.

Knowing a son is like a father.

"It's really full, and it's not convenient to look at the backstage." Zhou Qi thought for a while, then took out a piece of toffee from his pocket and handed it over, "Why don't I go to your school and send me a message after your speech. I'm coming back to find you."

Fu Ye took the toffee, peeled it off, and ate it.

Then: "No."

Zhou Qi: "??"

Fu Ye raised his hand, looked at his watch, and said, "The graduation ceremony has already started. I expect to be on stage in an hour. The speech is within 10 minutes. Just wait for me for 10 minutes."

He took off Zhou Qi's hat, carefully arranged every clump of soft hair under Zhou Qi's hat, and then put the hat back neatly.

The voice is very soft. "You promised to graduate with me."

Three years late, graduated from university.

"...Okay." Zhou Qi lowered his head.

"...Are you going to travel abroad?" Jiang Zhengming asked with a surprised expression.

Zhou Qi gulped a large amount of Coke from the straw, and said "hmm".

Jiang Zhengming: "Then how long have you been there?"

"It's hard to say." Zhou Qi thought for a while, "Maybe three to five years, maybe seven or eight years, but there is an accident, 20 years, 30 years is also possible."

Jiang Zhengming: "..."

Jiang Zhengming: "You're not a tourist, but a smuggler?"

"..." Zhou Qi choked and raised his eyes, "Fart, can't I go to a few more countries?"

"Are you planning to go to every country in the world?" Jiang Zhengming couldn't believe it. "Are you serious? Go to 20 years, and you will travel around the world by bicycle?"

Zhou Qi: "..."

Zhou Qi had nothing to say, so he made a summary, and said with low eyes: "Who knows. Anyway, I came here to talk to you, and I may not see you for a while in the future." He leaned back and leaned on the back of the chair . "I also want to tell you that the game can be lost, but don't embarrass the ll division in the future."

Jiang Zhengming was silent for a while, he couldn't tell whether Zhou Qi was joking or serious here.

Seriously—how can there be such a thing as going on a trip and not coming back.

Just kidding—but Jiang Zhengming couldn't convince himself from Zhou Qi's tone and expression that Zhou Qi was here to lie to him.

For a while, Zhou Qi did not speak, and Jiang Zhengming did not speak either.

In the early morning, there were no customers in KFC, and the sun was getting hotter, scorching and quiet.

"Really?" After a long time, Jiang Zhengming only had those two words.

Zhou Qi smiled and said lazily, "Why did you lie to you?"

"Aren't you going back home?"

"Maybe."

Jiang Zhengming drank half a glass of Coke viciously, and said sarcastically, "Then wechat contact, it's like the last century when you took the train to go to school in other places and asked your father to see you off. Are you hypocritical?" ?”

Zhou Qi laughed, laughed several times, and raised his glass of Coke. "Go to hell."

Jiang Zhengming curled his lips. "damn thing."

After drinking a whole glass of iced Coke, Jiang Zhengming asked again, "Does Fu Ye know?"

Zhou Qi smiled and nodded.

"Okay." Jiang Zhengming scanned the QR code again and ordered the meal, staring at the phone, "Do as you like, it's fine if you don't go back to China, and I don't want to see you either."

Zhou Qi didn't speak, he drank slowly.

Until several minutes, 3 minutes, 5 minutes.Jiang Zhengming threw his mobile phone on the table, stared at Zhou Qi, and said word by word: "But Zhou Qi, you have to train hard wherever you go, don't just be happy, lol is like a dog - I have to win You, understand?"

"Okay." Zhou Qi raised his eyebrows. "I'll wait for you, and wait for you to beat me."

"Just remember."

Jiang Zhengming clenched his hands under the table. "Also, when do you want to come back..." He paused, "Remember to find me for dinner."

"Got it." Zhou Qi looked out the window, "If you want me to come back."

But he won't come back.

We will never meet again.Today is the last time, today is his last visit to Jiang Zhengming.

always like this.Friends come like flowing water and leave like flowing water.They parted ways and went their separate ways.In the end, counting carefully, he was actually alone.

But Zhou Qi didn't have so many demands, it was enough for someone to say a word to him.

It doesn't really matter if it's about "smoke", "have a drink", "go fight with your buddies" or "come with me", "I'll stay with you", "don't be sad".

Or rather important.

The door of Zhou Qi's room was ajar.Fu Ye paused, and saw Zhou Qi leaning on the gaming chair, the machine was not turned on, and he was just sitting lazily, wondering what he was thinking.

It seems...a little tired.

Fu Ye knocked on the door.

Zhou Qi turned his head. "Why?"

Fu Ye stood at the door and asked, "Are you tired?"

Zhou Qi laughed: "I just woke up." He got up, walked over, took his mobile phone from the cabinet near the door, called up the calendar and swiped a few times, and said without beginning and end, "Today, August [-] Ten. "Seventeen" premieres next week."

"Yeah." Fu Ye looked at him.

Zhou Qi put away his phone and was silent for a while.There was something to say, but Zhou Qi thought about it for a long time, but he didn't know where to start, so he pulled Fu Ye's collar and kissed Fu Ye like a hooligan.

"September [-]st." In the end Zhou Qi could only squeeze out one date.

Fu Ye's voice was very low: "And then?"

"You just need to remember this day." Zhou Qi raised his chin and smiled, "It's not like I didn't tell you anything this time."

Zhou Qi took Fu Ye's hand, kissed the back of his hand, and naturally looked into Fu Ye's eyes, opened his mouth and put a knuckle in it.

"boom--"

The sound of shoulder blades knocking on the door.

There was the sound of metal buttons colliding, and the rustling of cloth rubbing against each other.

There is another sentence with a calm tone, but the strength of the lips and teeth is fierce: "Okay... I will remember."

September one.

Jiang Zhengming called Zhou Qi.Zhou Qi just contacted him two days ago, and it seems that he hasn't left the country yet, and he wants to give Zhou Qi a final farewell.

By the way, let's talk about overseas purchasing.

The person who can be picked up is not Zhou Qi.

It's Fu Ye.

Jiang Zhengming was stunned for a moment: "...Where's Zhou Qi?"

"gone."

Jiang Zhengming: "He's leaving now

?Which day of the plane, which country did you go to..."

"If you have nothing else to do," Fu Ye shook the cigarette ash, looked down at the burning sparks, "I'll die."

"Oh...Okay, I'll contact you later."

Fu Ye sat back in his chair.The light in the room was dim, and the floor-to-ceiling windows clearly reflected the man's shadow.Sitting alone facing the window, holding a cigarette, it seems that the outline is sparse.

The lights outside the window are in full swing, the traffic is busy, and the commercial cbd is brightly lit all night.

Fu Ye took a drag on his cigarette.The taste is very bad.He doesn't like smoking, and he doesn't like the smell of smoke, but it's amazing that he can tolerate the smell of tobacco on Xia Zhouqi's body.But before he told Zhou Qi, Zhou Qi quit smoking.

"he's gone."

"Yes."

Fu Ye smiled. "Has he finished his last mission?"

"No."

Fu Ye nodded, put out the cigarette, and took out his cell phone.

He turned on the phone and asked, "What is his identity in the next world?"

"In principle, it will be a C-class identity with a relatively high degree of compatibility with Zhou Qi. But if you have a request, the exchange will give priority to your request and replace Zhou Qi's identity."

"No need. It's fine for him."

"You can keep your memory during this world travel, do you still need to change the script that Zhou Qi got?"

In the last world, the "script" issued to Zhou Qi by the exchange was a replacement version compiled by the exchange.

This is a requirement for category A guests.

He can accept amnesia, but the exchange needs to let Zhou Qi come to him on his own initiative.

So there is a seventh mission and an alternate copy of the script.

But that alternate copy wasn't something made up out of thin air.It's just that if the type A guests don't complete the task, and don't remember the things in the last world, they enter the future after an infinite loop.

Come back and re-enter the new 12-year deadline.But Zhou Qi has already left.

"No need. I only have one mission request, and the rest can be suitable for him."

Fu Ye posted on Weibo.

Nine o'clock in the evening.A Weibo went viral.Quickly left the major forums from Weibo, and then the circle of friends.

The Weibo server was paralyzed overnight.

"User fy studio: Fu Ye's boyfriend. fn Zhou Qi"

There is a picture of a world of ice and snow, with thick snow.

The sun is very bright, and there is an ugly snowman wearing a scarf.

Next to the snowman stood a young man facing the camera, his fingertips were red from the cold, and he inserted dirty pine branches into the snow, and the little snowman had two arms.

It's Zhou Qi.

In the first world, Zhou Qi arrived at the examination room.

In the second world, Zhou Qi went to the men's room.

In the third world, as soon as Zhou Qi opened his eyes, an unknown yellow liquid with white foam was sprayed on his face like a water spray gun, covering his head and face, just splashing his face.

Before he had time to hide, there was a heart-piercing roar like a thunder-"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"Fuck your mother's woman! Fuck your mother's feelings! Break up and break up, you said forever, but now you turn your head mercilessly! In the future, I will walk alone, no matter how hard or tired, I will never look back!!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

"Plop--" Two young men knelt down in unison, wearing tight cropped pants, four bottles of beer in four hands, pouring water on their pockets--"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Zhou Qi: "..."

The two young men jumped out of the water one by one, and Bei'er jumped up nimbly, smashing the four beer bottles "咵啪" and "咵哩" to the soles of Zhou Qi's feet. When he pulled his shirt, the buttons burst into three or four pieces. : "Thousands of tall buildings rise from the ground, and the glory can only depend on yourself. Woman, if you destroy my brother's wings, I will destroy your entire heaven in the future!"

Zhou Qi roughly looked around, he was in the open air

In the shopping plaza, it was just dark and people were coming and going.

Many onlookers took pictures.

Zhou Qi wiped the beer off his face. When he first came to the New World, it was not worth fighting with idiots.let's go first.

Possibly a foot lifted.

Pulling a hand on the back waist: "Fire Emperor, where are you going?"

Zhou Qi: "??"

La Zhouqi's little yellow hair snapped his fingers: "Sirius, Miao is a thief!"

The strong drum beat, the social rock music with strong electronic sound was turned up to the maximum volume all of a sudden.

Little Huangmao took out a mic from the pocket of his tight cropped trousers, put it to his mouth, and pointed to the sky: "On this beautiful night, beautiful scenery, don't waste your time! Close your eyes and let us swing Get up! This is C Xiaohu!"

"This is dj Sirius!"

"The phoenix dances for nine days, let's swing it! Enjoy the rhythm of Dith tonight!"

Little Huangmaotou has a big body and a thin body, with a round cut yellow mushroom head, like a enoki mushroom swinging back and forth, while swaying, he waved at Zhou Qi: "Fire Emperor, come!! What are you looking at!"

Zhou Qi took a deep breath and looked at himself.

A black t-shirt with a dragon pattern, black pencil pants, a red flip-flop and a blue flip-flop on her feet, no socks, her toes stuck in the slippers, and a tattoo of a green dragon on the left and a white tiger on the right on her forearm.

He shaved another hair down.

White.