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

The Baidu entry for "fn" shows: fn, a male pop music group from mainland China, is composed of Ning Yihao, Wen Jiaxi, Zhong Pingyang, and Zhou Qi. They debuted for a year and already have a good fan base.

Zhou Qi swiped down and saw a stack of gaudy member photos.

There is even himself.

With curly hair dyed pink and purple, the orange-yellow sunglasses hanging on the bridge of the nose can't cover the upper eye shadow, lower eye shadow, blush highlighter, and color contact lenses. The pink makeup looks like an androgynous person. Peach essence.

The biggest disadvantage of being exactly the same as the original owner is the strong sense of substitution.

Zhou Qi stared at each photo for a while, then pushed open the door and left the toilet cubicle, and ran to the sink to look in the mirror.

"Fuck," Zhou Qi was taken aback for a moment, "Isn't the blood coming back?"

The same glossy pink-purple curly hair as in the photo.

Xiao Zhao is Zhou Qi's personal assistant. It's less than half an hour before he starts playing. Zhou Qi hasn't come back from the bathroom yet. FN's captain Ning Yihao is urging him again, so Xiao Zhao rushes to the bathroom in a panic Find someone.

He just turned a corner and bumped into a person head-on.

"Oh, sorry, where do you go backstage in the studio?"

A familiar voice asked with a smile.

Xiao Zhao raised his head all of a sudden, held the man's arm like a savior, and almost cried: "Mr. Zhou, you have finally gone to the toilet, and you will be on stage in half an hour. Hurry up and go back with me to touch up your makeup."

The man twitched his arm: "Who are you?"

"..." Xiao Zhao pulled Zhou Qi to the backstage, "Teacher Zhou, stop kidding, I'm your assistant. No, as long as you don't mess around, you are my father."

It was the girl who called him earlier, she was short, with a round face, and she looked very cheerful.

This world seems a little different from the last one.

The same is that this world is also the world of a novel—at least the system introduced this world to him in the form of a novel.

It was an entertainment circle article. The text document was stored on his mobile phone, and it would be automatically deleted after 48 hours. It could not be retained or disseminated.

The difference is that this "** article" is quite curious.

The protagonist Shou has no name from the beginning to the end, he is a homeless person, and he is everywhere. Zhou Qi casually read a few paragraphs in the toilet. He didn’t see the description of the scene transition. He only saw the protagonist Shou everywhere, like a ghost. No matter where the protagonist Gong is, the protagonist Shoudu followed him to fall in love tirelessly, which was a headache to watch.

And this person's words and deeds are very bad.

Never speak human words.

Time was running out, Zhou Qi changed the beginning and the ending.

Zhou Qi didn't read the full text carefully, so he didn't understand what happened in the middle. He only saw the ending saying that the person who owed a beating and didn't speak human words was actually a person imagined by the male protagonist.

Because the hero is mentally ill.

The full text is over.

The male lead is Fu Ye.

The text file uploaded by the system has been replaced once for unknown reasons, and Zhou Qi reads the second version after the replacement. This dog plot makes Zhou Qi's scalp tingle, and he doesn't even have time to read more about the original owner's setting in the original book.

Because he remembered that there seemed to be an ambition of the original owner related to "Fu Ye", and the score was very high.

But Fu Ye is a psychopath.

Zhou Qi fell lazily on the chair, and the assistant arranged for a makeup artist to come over and touch up his makeup.

Then he turned on the phone and opened four pages at the same time.

The first page is a high-resolution photo of fn captain Ning Yihao.

The second page is a high-resolution photo of fn player Wen Jiaxi.

The third page is a high-resolution photo of fn player Zhong Pingyang.

The fourth page is "How to lip-sync" which has not been closed.

"Brother started to look at my photos as soon as I came back." Holding hands behind his back, the clear boyish voice complained coquettishly, "These photos are too bad, don't tell me I'm just these photos in my eyes Does it look like it's on?"

Zhou Qi turned his head, looked at the phone, and recognized who this person was: "Zhong Pingyang?"

It was a boy with a youthful face, brown hair, thin silver earrings, delicate features, and looked about [-] or so.

In fact, he is indeed young. According to the Baidu entry, he is the oldest in the fn team, at 26, and the other three are all in their twenties.

Zhong Pingyang leaned on the arm of Zhou Qi's chair and looked at the reflection of the two in the mirror: "Brother, don't talk or move—just look in the mirror like this."

Zhou Qi raised his eyelids and glanced casually: "Huh?"

"I've always thought you look good, brother," Zhong Pingyang murmured while staring at the mirror, "Can I kiss you, brother?"

He is obviously 26, and he still looks like a boy who has just grown up.

Zhong Pingyang touched the lips of the reflection in the mirror, and Zhou Qi was someone who made people want to kiss him very much.

—if you don't speak.

Zhou Qi laughed: "You are thinking about each."

Zhong Pingyang: "..."

"By the way," Zhou Qi stood up, he was half a head taller than Zhong Pingyang, "brother, what else will you do besides singing later?"

"It's just an ordinary variety show, introduce yourself, and then answer a few questions." Zhong Pingyang shrugged, "Today is not our home game, so just go through a cutscene and sing two songs. Didn't we go through the process?"

"Oh, that……"

Zhou Qi originally wanted to ask what the name of this variety show was again, but Zhong Pingyang interrupted and looked at him eagerly: "Brother, why do you call me brother, you never called me that before."

A young man with short white hair came over and gave Zhou Qi a cold look: "The host has entered the stage, stop chatting and get ready for the stage."

Zhong Pingyang looked at Zhou Qi, then at Bai Mao, and walked away with a smile.

Zhou Qi flipped through the high-definition photos of his teammates, and found out that the white hair was the fn captain, and nodded solemnly: "Oh, hello."

Bai Mao looked at him in his pocket and sneered: "Don't make any mistakes when you play later."

"I try my best."

"Take care of your words and deeds, you don't need to be grandstanding."

"can."

"Dance to remember the beat, don't hold others back."

"..." Zhou Qi was silent for a while, then asked, "Dancing?"

Bai Mao: "Is there a problem?"

Zhou Qi's mobile phone's Baidu search for "how to fake singing" secretly turned into "how to fake dancing". After searching for a long list of invalid answers, he smiled at Bai Mao's psychological quality: "It's okay, thanks. "

Analyzing from an objective point of view, Zhou Qi saw the reality that he wanted to be cold.

The name of the variety show is "Entertainment Concentration Camp". It is an old-fashioned TV variety show with interviews and interesting questions and answers as the main interactive forms. It is open to all ages and has always attracted a lot of attention.

When the host entered the arena, the audience had already entered and quieted down.

"Entertainment Concentration Camp" has only a few hundred seats in the studio auditorium, and tickets are not sold publicly. It can be said that it is hard to find a ticket—especially this episode.

The girls in the first few rows held colorful "fn" support signs, and a girl in yellow whispered to a friend next to her: "My God, Chuan Entertainment finally released fn to participate in a variety show. This is fn's variety show." First show?"

"They have only debuted for a year, and there will be opportunities in the future." The girl next to him said, "But really, this promissory note is too difficult to get. If it wasn't for the sake of seeing Ning Yihao, I wouldn't have come."

Huang Yi: "It's not a loss, Ning Yihao is not the only one who can watch fn, the brothers are all super handsome, okay?"

The girl next to him smiled: "Hahahahaha, Zhou Qi is also super handsome?"

"It's not too bad, actually Zhou Qi is not uglier than other fn players," a glasses boy holding a "777" support card interjected, rationally analyzing, "It's just that the professional level is a bit poor, singing is ugly, and dancing is ugly. But look at fn Just for fun, Zhen Chong still wants to see our Seventh Princess."

Huang Yi punched him: "What the hell are you talking about, Seventh Princess, are you a fucking black fan?"

The glasses guy smiled and said, "Is it my fault? Eight of Zhou Qi's ten fans are male fans, and the male fans are all black fans. I dare to tell you that all the men here today are Zhou Qi black fans! Do you believe it?"

"Oh, then you are really fans of Zhou Qi," the girl in yellow sneered, "This promissory note is so difficult to deal with, so I have to come here to support your 'seven princesses'."

"That's right." The glasses guy agreed, "However, the high market price of this issue probably has something to do with the upcoming "Looking for the Dragon" crew. Compared with the cast of "Looking for the Dragon", fn is Go for a walk."

Huang Yi curled his lips: "Fu Ye, the star of "Looking for the Dragon", doesn't participate in the variety show, so what are you doing here? It's a waste of money."

"But aren't the other leading actors here? They're all famous actors, so the ticket price is of course high."

"Hehe, can you take a look at the names of the people on the support card at the back? They are all Fu Ye. There are really many fans of Fu Ye, and everyone who looks at his face can't be saved... Wait, fn has entered, entered!"

"Entertainment Concentration Camp" is a live TV variety show, which is also a selling point of this variety show. There is no editing element, and all the points shown by the guest hosts on stage will be truthfully broadcast on TV channels and major Internet platforms.

A private Internet cafe.

There are five high-end computers in the room, but there are only two people.

A fat young man with natural curls, a round face, lay down on the leather sofa and looked at his mobile phone absently: "Fu Ye, you don't even go to promote the movie, and you're bored here playing games?" He opened the barrage, which happened to be When fn came on stage, the navy swiped past the black fan barrage of "Welcome the Seventh Princess" all over the screen, and through the screen, you could hear the heartbreaking shouts of "Seventh Princess, I love you" from the audience.

Jiang Zhengming laughed "hehe" twice, and then talked about a one-man show with Fu Ye alone: ​​"It's as if I am an actor and you are a professional player. Even if you win the best actor, there is no need to be so crazy, right?"

Jiang Zhengming was the professional jungler of last year's World Championship team, and he met Fu Ye two years ago.

It's hard to believe that they met through playing games.

Had two queues together, and then added friends.

Jiang Zhengming has never seen such a self-controlled person as Fu Ye. He is sure that a person like Fu Ye would not like to play games, nor would he have any kind of "e-sports dream" like those young hot-blooded teenagers——Fu Ye Just, simply practicing the game.

Fu Ye's level is very high, but he only plays the "jungle" position.

Fu Ye said very little, and was so indifferent that he was far away from everyone.

But Jiang Zhengming knew that this kind of "indifference" or "silence" was already a sign of not being hypocritical to his friends. In front of more alienated outsiders, Fu Ye was polite and gentle.But that is false.

So the reason for Fu Ye playing games, Jiang Zhengming has not asked until now.

If Fu Ye didn't speak, Jiang Zhengming could only watch variety shows alone.

In the full-screen "Welcome the Seventh Princess", Jiang Zhengming saw the true face of the "Seventh Princess".

She looks...pretty, with fluffy pink hair.

The opening song was a love song in a slow key, and the blue light was playing on the stage. Several young and handsome men looked affectionate, and danced a simple modern dance with their female dancers around their waists.

There was only that pink hair, sitting on the strategically placed old saddles arranged by the factory workers, with a serious face, "singing" there more passionately than anyone else, but Jiang Zhengming zoomed in on the screen, and found that this b didn't even match his fucking lips, In this way, the singing voice on the stage didn't have a slight problem-this pink hair almost wrote "the four of us are lip-syncing" on his forehead.

The bullet screen, which was originally quite satisfactory, suddenly exploded, and the screen was full of "Seven Princesses nb!", "77777", and "66666".

On Fen Mao's face, Jiang Zhengming saw a familiar feature.

Melon teammates.

Jiang Zhengming lay on the sofa with a stomach ache from laughing, and saw Fu Ye put away his earphones and walked towards the door.

"Do you want to leave after today's fight?" Jiang Zhengming restrained his facial expression, sat up and asked Fu Ye.

Fu Ye doesn't take too many jobs, and basically "practices" the game for two hours every day, and leaves after the "practice" time is over, and there is no time to procrastinate.

"Ah."

Jiang Zhengming waved his mobile phone: "Don't you really want to watch the variety show recorded by your crew this time? There is also a boy group in this episode, it's so funny, and the lip-synching on stage didn't match up, so I got a lot of it. "

Fu Ye took the glass of water and said flatly, "No need."

In the sudden situation of pit b teammates, the other three members of fn showed good business ability, their faces remained unchanged, and they politely waited for the host to speak.

Instead, the host was embarrassed - this is a live broadcast.

The two hosts looked at each other for two seconds, and the hostess said first: "Welcome fn to the 'Entertainment Concentration Camp', first let everyone from fn introduce themselves to us."

"Hi everyone, I'm Ning Yihao from fn."

"Hi everyone, I'm Wen Jiaxi from fn."

"Hi everyone, I'm Zhong Zhengyang from fn."

Zhou Qi looked at those teammates, and then at the audience: "Hi everyone, I'm Zhou Qi from fn."

"Entertainment Concentration Camp" has always been a selling point of not shy away from vicious tongue, the male host smiled and enlivened the atmosphere: "Just now when everyone from fn performed on stage, the audience shouted loudly, why don't you talk about each other's nicknames? What do you call them among friends, or what do fans call you? "

Throwing away the disposable cup, Fu Ye compulsively cleaned up the computer desktop again.

Jiang Zhengming looked up at Fu Ye who had already walked to the door: "Are you leaving?"

"Ah."

"Okay, I'll go with you, it's time for dinner." Jiang Zhengming turned over with great effort, but accidentally pulled out the earphone cable.

The voice of the variety show was released.

"I, you usually call me Ye Daddy."

"Wild father? Why do you call you that?"

"Because the jungler is 6."

The young man's voice was still a little youthful, and he looked unscrupulous. Just listening to the voice was full of hatred.

Jiang Zhengming was quickly attracted attention, surprised: "Fuck, is this pink hair so arrogant?" Then he saw Fu Ye walking in front of him, he was stunned, "Aren't you going to leave?"

Fu Ye took his phone away without saying a word.

Seeing Fu Ye staring at his phone, Jiang Zhengming was puzzled: "Fu Ye? Do you want to watch your crew's variety show?"

"No, you go first."

Fu Ye coldly threw the phone back to Jiang Zhengming, turned around and went to the bathroom.

"Wow—"

The faucet was turned on, and white foam splashed out and trickled through the fingers.

Hands trembling slightly.

"I, you usually call me wild father" - a sentence repeated in Fu Ye's ears, I don't know if it's the content of the sentence or the voice of the person who said it.

feeling bad.

It seems to be a kind of sadness mixed with other things, something that has been suppressed for a long time and anger cannot be contained.

But he forgot.

There was a buzzing in my ears.

Fu Ye's mind was blank, his hands were wet, and he sat down slowly leaning against the wall.

"Why, don't you want me?" He unconsciously said.