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

"Six years, Mr. Fu." The man took a sip of his coffee, "You are still young, you should forget about the past and start your life again."

Opposite him sat another man in formal attire. He was well-groomed and said lightly: "Doctor Zheng, I'll hire you. You just need to prescribe the medicine as I ask you."

"Mr. Fu, you have to understand that there is no class of psychotropic drugs without side effects!" Dr. Zheng sat up straight and raised his tone, "Even if it is diazepam, you are already dependent on diazepam, and you are still I want to continue to use other drugs..."

The man interrupted: "I need to ensure the energy for work."

"You...why do you have to make yourself so tired?" Dr. Zheng had to soften his tone again, "I am also your psychiatrist. You pay me, and I need to be responsible for all aspects of your health."

This "patient" was taken over by Dr. Zheng three years ago.

He had never seen this type of patient—and said nothing except to ask for a Valium.Even if he asked, the patient would simply describe the condition to him and keep silent about the existing psychological disorder.

The general situation is what Dr. Zheng asked from his cousin.

Coincidentally, after he took over Mr. Fu, he found out that his cousin Yan Yi and Mr. Fu were high school classmates.

The cousin said Mr Fu's high school sweetheart had disappeared.

literally.

disappeared.

After the police filed the case, they have not found this person for six years.

The last person I contacted before that person disappeared was sent to a mental hospital by Mr. Fu. According to my cousin, he was a very annoying person named Xu Wenwen.

Mr. Fu laughed softly: "I only come to you to get medicine on time. If you think I am a difficult patient, you can tell me, and I will terminate the treatment relationship with you."

"Alas," the patient was so stubborn that it gave people a headache. Dr. Zheng had already guessed that he could not persuade this person, so he pushed the medicine that had been taken in advance, "I hope you will take a cautious attitude towards your health. If something unexpected happens in the future, even if the contract is terminated, I will not provide you with medicine again."

"Okay, thank you." Mr. Fu put away the medicine and said briefly, "Goodbye."

Looking for a doctor in the afternoon, Fu Mingzhi offered a half-day vacation.

The company has just been on the right track, and he rarely has the opportunity to take a vacation, and he only spares half a day in advance when looking for a doctor.

Fu Mingzhi went back to the apartment in the city which is very close to the company.

The room is clean and patterned so that it doesn’t look like a person’s home. Except for a pair of red and blue buff figures standing in the wall cabinet and a photo of a high school graduation, there is nothing humane about it. It’s like a temporary place. Stay in hotel room.

After Zhou Qi left, Fu Mingzhi realized that he and Zhou Qi had left nothing behind.

Not even a photo of the two of them together.

The house is so empty that people don't want to stay here.

"It's two o'clock in the middle of the night, don't you go to bed?"

As soon as the summer vacation was over, Zhou Qi played solo queue until midnight, and asked Fu Mingzhi beside him why he didn't go to bed.

Fu Mingzhi said expressionlessly: "If you don't turn off the phone, I won't be able to sleep."

Zhou Qi just pushed the crystal away, the game was over, and he pulled Fu Mingzhi's hand with a playful smile: "I don't sleep most of the night, Xiao Ming, do you want to sleep with me?"

Fu Mingzhi tightened his hands, his eyes became hot: "...um."

The first grade admitted for the first time, Zhou Qi was stunned: "Are you serious?"

Fu Mingzhi suppressed his sense of shame, and asked softly, "Can't you?"

"Okay, here it is?" Zhou Qiming was at a loss, but he pretended to be foolish in order to save face, as if nothing happened, and went to get a box of strawberry flavored ones, "Go on."

Zhou Qi took the initiative to sit on Fu Mingzhi's lap, and bit his ear: "Brother, why don't we take turns sitting on it, so..."

"No."

"Then this...isn't this against me," Zhou Qi said incoherently, "is it unfair to me?"

The first grader firmly said: "If you say you can't, then you can't."

"But it seems that the set is too small, right? Is it crowded?"

"..."

"I can't do it, brother, what should I do if I squeeze out the rest of your life?"

"..."

Zhou Qi couldn't hold back his laughter, bowed his waist and fell on the sofa laughing: "You can't, why don't you make zero for love, I'll buy a new one tomorrow and I'll let you go back..."

"To shut up."

Zhou Qi looked at Fu Mingzhi for a while, then suddenly said, "The results of the college entrance examination will be released next Monday."

"Yeah." Fu Mingzhi was a little bored, and pulled Zhou Qi into his arms, "Don't do it, don't move."

"Oh." A boy over 1.8 meters bent and bent his legs to let him hold him. He rarely closed his mouth, turned around and kissed him obediently and quietly.

Flash forward six years.

Fu Mingzhi undid his tie and buttons, took some Valium, and fell asleep.

In fact, it was only six o'clock in the afternoon, but when he got home, Fu Mingzhi couldn't find anything else to do except rest.

He doesn't like to be alone, but he is not alone when Zhou Qi is around.

Fu Mingzhi lay quietly on the bed, waiting for the drowsiness brought on by the effect of the medicine.

It was already dark outside, and with the light-blocking curtains drawn, the bedroom was so dark that no light could be seen.

In the silent darkness, it seems to be an auditory hallucination, a voice appeared:

"Welcome to the Exchange, Class A guest."

The voice continued: "You can give up some insignificant things on your body in exchange for what you want. Or agree to a small request from the exchange to trade what you want."

Fu Mingzhi sat up slowly, and turned on all the lights in the apartment by remote control.

Cold white light permeates the entire apartment.

But there was no one—just him.

It's like the auditory hallucinations of neurotic patients.

"Please believe in the promise of the exchange. For example, Zhou Qi, who you know, is a B-type customer of the exchange, and the real Zhou Qi, whom you are not familiar with, is a C-type customer of the exchange."

Fu Mingzhi's voice was hoarse: "Zhou, Qi?"

"Category A guest, do you need an introduction to the rules of the exchange?"

"Please say."

"Customers of the exchange are divided into three categories: abc. Customers of category a are irreplaceable. The exchange has the obligation to accept all transactions with customers of category a unconditionally, and has nothing to hide from customers of category a, and the remuneration is determined by customers of category a; Type b customers are passive customers, and the exchange requests the help of type b customers, and also trades all the rewards requested by type b customers; type c customers are active customers, and the exchange meets the requests of type c customers, while type c customers Pay the exchange with time or life."

Fu Mingzhi looked cold: "So what does it have to do with Zhou Qi?"

"Your lover is a B-type guest of the exchange, and the exchange asked for his help to meet one of his needs; while the original Zhou Qi was a C-type guest who asked for the exchange's help—in more blunt words, You and the currently missing Zhou Qi belong to the same world, but you and your lover don't belong to the same world."

Fu Mingzhi was silent for a long time, and the room was completely silent.

When he opened his mouth, he didn't ask any more questions, but simply said: "Can I trade with you?"

"Yes."

The exchange was surprised by the acceptance of this type A guest for the existence of the exchange. It seemed that this guest accepted the matter easily, and then made his own request: "Tell me, where is the Zhou Qi I know."

"He's in another world."

The cold light in the room cast a deep shadow on the face of the A-type guest, and the A-type guest asked: "So... did he know that he would leave one day?"

Exchanges have no right to conceal real information from category a customers in any form: "Yes."

Type A guest laughed lowly: "I told him that if he doesn't want to see me anymore, I will go to him too."

"So your request is to be in the same world as this B-type guest?"

A-type guests raised their eyelids and slowly curled the corners of their mouths: "Yes."

"Please wait for the world test—the test is over. The test shows that there is only one location in the world you have chosen that can withstand the entry of a type A guest, and it has a high degree of overlap with you, but this location has special significance. If you enter this world, you may temporarily Sexually forget your current memory, but what you have learned is not lost. Do you want to accept entering this world?"

Type A guest asked: "How long will the amnesia last?"

"Depending on the situation, because the type A guests are extremely rare, the exchange has no precedents for reference at present, but this matter should be up to you. If you think it is unnecessary to remember, you may never remember it again in your lifetime. "

The type A guest tidied up his clothes, even in the virtual conversation, he was elegant and organized, and said indifferently: "Okay, I accept."

"Before you enter this world, you need to go back to the first semester of the second year of high school. After the college entrance examination is over, you will enter the new world by yourself."

"You are both an experiencer and a bystander. Because the arrival of Type B guests interferes with your original life, the exchange has an obligation to let Type A guests know what the original future should look like."

"That is, there is no 'future' in which Type B guests have appeared."

In a blink of an eye, summer cicadas were chirping loudly.

Fu Mingzhi was stunned for a moment - he saw the long-lost school uniform he was wearing.

The familiar seat that I have sat for two years, but the left hand side is empty.

The homeroom teacher was talking about the monthly exam papers on the stage, babbling: "...for this monthly exam, your homeroom teacher is a math teacher anyway, you have to take it seriously in the future."

In the quiet classroom, there was a harsh sound of tables and chairs colliding and falling to the ground.

Zhang Feng was stunned for a moment, and saw Fu Mingzhi who was sitting in the first row ran towards the last row of the classroom like crazy, and stopped in front of a student in the last row.

It's Zhou Qi.

"Zhou Qi." Fu Mingzhi's voice and hands began to tremble.

But Zhou Qi stepped back vigilantly, without smiling at all: "What's wrong with your brain? Get lost."

"Fu Mingzhi, what are you doing?" It was Zhang Feng.

"Category A guests, it is only an experience of your unaffected past at present, please calm down, you are just a bystander."

When someone has been with you, loneliness is particularly unbearable.

Going back to the past, I can't even find an excuse to deceive myself.

Obviously there was someone who used to accompany him to class, eat, and sleep, laughed and made noises out of shape, and said he liked him over and over again, all of which were erased and no longer existed.It seems that what happened in the past is just the delirium of a neurotic patient.

Fu Mingzhi gave up control of his body, watched indifferently as his original self became more and more tired, and was too lazy to express unnecessary resistance to Fu An, and accepted the heir's arrangements and obligations "naturally".

Then, Wu Lan jumped off the building.

At the funeral, Fu An didn't show up, but Xu Wenwen did. While asking him about returning to Fu's house, he pretended to empathize with him and comforted him "don't be sad" and "it will pass".

Even if he gave up control of his body, Fu Mingzhi still felt sincere, disgusting from his young self.

Then gradually, rumors spread that he and Xu Wenwen were together in the department.

But he wouldn't bother, and neither would the boy himself.

He only hoped that such exhausted, unbearable, and almost crazy days would pass sooner, and so did his youthful self.

It's just that maybe he couldn't wait for anything when he was young.

Xu Wenwen dressed up on the day of graduation, and smiled sweetly at the boy: "I like you, will you be with me?"

The boy lowered his eyes, turned and walked away indifferently: "Oh."

"What do you mean by 'oh'?" Xu Wenwen chased up and said angrily, "If you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence!"

The boy stamped his feet and laughed lowly: "I mean to let you go."

"Category A guest, you have finished your original life experience, please prepare to enter the new world—"

"Mr. Fu, you can take a look at the signing contract of the brokerage company. In addition, because the character Zhili of your real name Fu Mingzhi is a rare character, it is not easy to remember, so we suggest you choose another name for your debut."

Fu Mingzhi's mind went blank for a moment.

It suddenly seemed like a long dream in the daytime, which made his heart feel stuffy for a long time.

"Come up with a name?"

"Yes."

He seems to have forgotten something - but what has he forgotten?

It seemed like a very, very important thing.

Feeling so stuffy that he couldn't breathe, Fu Mingzhi got up and pushed open the sealed window of the dining room.

The heat and noise of summer rushed in like a wave, and the heat was steaming with the noise.

On the street, boys in school uniforms passed by on their bicycles like the wind, shouting back and forth, laughing and cursing each other.

"**, don't use the jungler to trick your father in the future, can you?"

"Get lost! Do you have the face to say that you are better than me?"

Fu Mingzhi raised the corner of his mouth unconsciously: "That's called Fu Ye."

"Welcome to the settlement interface."

"The first item: pass Fu Mingzhi's test, complete the test, [-] points; the second item: make Xu Wenwen go crazy for your love, bully Fu Mingzhi in the classroom, toilet, and rooftop, and complete the test at the same time, [-] points . The settlement counts for thirty points."

Zhou Qi opened his eyes and was in the toilet.

It wasn't a public toilet on the side of the road. It was obviously an internal toilet in a certain place. There was no peculiar smell. He was sitting on the toilet seat in his pants, not knowing what he was doing in the toilet.

Then there is the settlement reminder of the system.

Zhou Qi said: "Can you say it again?"

"For your first world, the calculation totals thirty points."

Zhou Qi took a breath: "Where did I get thirty points? Fu Mingzhi got 738 in the college entrance examination, and I got 678. How did I pass him?"

"The test showed that Fu Mingzhi was absent from an exam and scored zero, so your score is higher than Fu Mingzhi's."

Zhou Qi: "..."

After being silent for a long time, Zhou Qi squeezed his words through his teeth and asked: "It's enough for him to miss the exam just once? Why didn't you fucking say it earlier? I get up every morning to recite Chinese and write essays at night. How much effort do you have to make?" Can't you remind me?"

"The system has no obligation to remind you. It only issues tasks and settles the payment for you. Please understand."

"..." Humans can't communicate with non-human beings, so Zhou Qi switched to the second one, "Have I completed the other two?"

"Yes."

"How did it work?"

"After you left the world, the test showed that Xu Wenwen had already entered a mental hospital. The task of bullying Fu Mingzhi, judged by Fu Mingzhi's mood swings, was completed at the same time."

Zhou Qi: "..."

"Welcome to the new world of the Chosen One, and strive to trample the protagonist underfoot."

"For your user experience, your character image and name have been changed to be consistent with yours. Currently your name: Zhou Qi. Your identity: fn member..."

Zhou Qi impatiently listened to the system's identity introduction, and asked abruptly, "I want to ask you something, after I leave, will the original owner come back?"

"If the original owner's ambition has been completed, the system will deduct ten years of his life. Ten years after you leave, the original owner will return to his original life."

"..." Zhou Qi was taken aback suddenly, "Ten years... Do you mean missing for ten years?"

"Yes, when the original owner is 28 years old, he will return to his original life."

Zhou Qi couldn't believe it: "It's not... you guys, you did two fucking things in pediatrics, and ten years will be deducted?"

"This is an equal transaction, with the consent of the original owner. With your intervention, the original owner did not have to bear the disability for the rest of his life, and the original owner exchanged time for health."

Zhou Qi was silent for a while: "So I also trade time for health?"

"In a sense it does, but the difference is that instead of time being taken from your life, it's all the time you spend getting things done."

"……Oh."

There was something heavy pressing on his heart all the time, which made Zhou Qi's throat astringent.

He also wanted to ask about Fu Mingzhi, but he couldn't ask.

Just adding to the trouble.

Zhou Qi sat for a while before he asked dryly, "So in this world now, what is the ambition of the original owner?"

"There are many matters involved, please pay attention to the records."

"The first item: In the case of buying fans properly, Weibo fans exceed 500 million. The score is 5 points."

"The second item: Tear off the face of that bitch Ning Yihao. It's worth 2 points."

"The third item: become the well-deserved c position in the fn team, and become the idol with the most fn fans. The score is worth 5 points, and it conflicts with the first item, and cannot be scored at the same time."

"The fourth item: Find a financial backer with an unfathomable background. The score is 10 points."

"Fifth item: release a solo single that tops the new song list. The score is 2 points."

"Item 5: Go to five hot searches without buying hot searches. The score is [-] points."

"The seventh item: The character design that makes Fu Yebeng lose his frigidity. The score is 20 points."

"Friendly reminder: The wild hope content is determined by the original owner. The score level and whether it conflicts are determined by the system detection."

Zhou Qi: "...what?"

The system reminds: "Due to too many matters, it has been connected and uploaded to your personal computer. Please go home and check the age page for specific matters."

Before I could ask any more questions, my phone vibrated.

Zhou Qi's brain ached from what the system said, so he answered the phone: "Who is it?"

It was a young girl who was about to cry when she heard the voice: "Brother Zhou, it's almost time to play, why haven't you come back yet?"

Zhou Qi didn't know anything, his mind was in a daze: "Play?"

"Ah, Brother Hao...well, well, I'm in contact with Zhou Qi right now," the girl said to someone, and became even more flustered, "This is the first time fn has appeared on a variety show with such a large traffic volume. Don't make any mistakes while singing, Brother Zhou, come back quickly and touch up your makeup."

Zhou Qi: "..."

Knowing nothing, Zhou Qi chose to take out his mobile phone and start Baidu.

Baidu question [-]: What is fn.

Baidu question [-]: How to lip-sync.