Lu Ji rubbed his ears, suspecting that he didn't hear clearly, but the little general shook his head: "No, although you are very good-looking, you are also a man, how can you be my sister-in-law, no, no... But why does my brother Hug you, are you hurt?"

Lu Ji listened to him talking to himself, and the more he heard the forehead twitching, the more he stood up and clapped his hands: "You are in good spirits, I wanted to ask you for a favor, but now it seems that you are using No, you can continue to kneel..."

"Hey!" The little general immediately reached out and grabbed Lu Ji's sleeve, looked around, and whispered, "You, can you convince my brother?

Lu Ji looked up at the sky, and the little general sized him up, with a suspicious expression on his face: "No way, my brother looks good-tempered, but he's really bad-tempered." Mimi muttered again, "Especially when he's training me."

Lu Ji was expressionless, and twitched his sleeves: "Since you think so, why are you holding me?"

The little general immediately blinked his eyes and looked at him obediently: "But I haven't seen my brother so close to anyone for a long time. You must have a special relationship with my brother. Good brother, can you please help me?"

Lu Ji was shocked by his "good brother", and curled his lips helplessly: "Okay, I'll try it, you just stay."

The little general nodded desperately.

Lu Ji turned around and entered the tent.

Not far away, several soldiers who had been kicked out just now gathered together to probe their brains.

"Next bet?"

"What are you betting on?"

"Bet when will this little boy be brought up?"

"Okay, I'll press a leg of lamb and gamble for a stick of incense!"

"That's too long, I bet five numbers!"

"Bet on the special products my mother sent me, and he will be kicked out immediately!"

"I bet he won't be kicked out." One person said suddenly.

Everyone stared at him, and the soldier was stunned: "What are you looking at?"

"Hey, I said Old Shitou, you are really a rock, don't you know what kind of temper Mr. Shen has?"

The man snorted, picked out his ears, blew on his nails, and said leisurely: "It's because I know Master Shen's temper that I dare to say that. Who have you seen Master Shen treat so well? I just came here this afternoon. Er'er's whole body is burnt out, don't you see how anxious Mr. Shen is?"

"Is Mr. Shen in a hurry?" Several people looked at each other, "I don't think Mr. Shen has changed much?"

The soldier named Old Stone snorted and said, "So, you don't understand Master Shen."

"You understand, you still can't even get into Mr. Shen's personal barracks? What are you pretending to do?" Someone scolded him.

Old Shitou stared and slapped his thigh: "Okay, then let's make a big bet and see if I'm right! Whoever loses will take off his pants and run three laps in the camp tomorrow, dare you!"

"Whoever dares is the grandson!"

Everyone chattered, and they came over to watch the excitement, squatting together, staring at Shen Zhiwei's tent, for fear of letting go of the slightest sign of trouble.

The little general was still kneeling there counting the stars.

A cup of tea passed, but there was no movement.

"Look, I just said I want a stick of incense." Several soldiers who lost the bet immediately grimaced.

A stick of incense passed, but there was still no movement.

"Let me just say, it will take an hour!" Several soldiers were triumphant, and more people looked pale.

Everyone was about to wait, when suddenly one person opened the curtain and walked out, it was Lu Ji.

"Hey! I bet right! Look, this is not..." The man jumped three feet high, before he could finish speaking, he froze suddenly and opened his mouth wide.

They turned their heads slowly and looked at the old stone.

The old stone was holding a blade of grass in his mouth, and his eyebrows were beaming.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and grinned: "Whoever pays, pays, and whoever pays, pay, brothers?"

In front of the tent, Lu Ji said to the kneeling boy, "Come on, follow me in."

The little general immediately raised his head and stared at him dumbfounded.

"You, how did you move my brother? You really didn't lie to me?!"

"Is love going in or not?" Lu Ji said lightly, yawned, turned around and walked in.

The little general looked shocked, got up with a grunt, and hurriedly followed into the tent.

Shen Zhiwei had already taken off his armor, and was sitting behind the case reading military reports, and did not lift his head when he heard the sound.

Lu Ji went straight to the couch, lay down again, pulled the thin blanket and turned over.

The little general stared at him, as if he had been hit harder, until Shen Zhiwei called him, and then he came back to his senses, ran over in a hurry, and obsequiously turned around behind Shen Zhiwei, squeezing his shoulders and beating his back.

"Hey, brother, calm down? I knew you would be reluctant to punish me for so long..."

"I'm willing." Shen Zhiwei didn't look sideways, still lowered his head, and he was speechless with a single sentence.

"Brother..." the little general called out aggrievedly.

Shen Zhiwei glanced at him: "What's wrong?"

The little general lowered his head, reluctantly: "You shouldn't rush to rob people with a few people..."

Shen Zhiwei nodded, but heard him continue: "You should bring more."

A muffled laugh came, the little general was startled for a moment, and looked over according to his prestige.

Lu Ji coughed twice, and threw the quilt over his head: "It's okay, you continue."

The little general looked away blankly, and when he saw the smile on Shen Zhiwei's lips, it was a bolt from the blue.

He was in a daze, and whispered: "Brother, who is he?"

Shen Zhiwei raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

Even though he hadn't seen him for a long time, he knew his elder brother very well. The little general immediately understood, shut his mouth, and nodded desperately, indicating that he would never ask questions that should not be asked again.

Shen Zhiwei was about to say something more, when a haughty voice suddenly came from outside: "General Shen, is he asleep? General Cheng sent you over for questioning."

Lu Ji, who was still asleep although his head was covered, pulled down the thin blanket and frowned.

Little General Shen immediately poohed a few times: "Cheng Fei, that old fox! Before you left, brother, how could he have the right to speak? But now that he has got a little bit of a bargain, the messengers are so rude, brother, don't go !"

Shen Zhiwei put down his pen, and said calmly: "It's okay, he has a higher military rank than me now, so there's nothing wrong with that."

Little General Shen puffed his face like an angry puffer fish, seeing that Shen Zhiwei couldn't be stopped, he had no choice but to get the cloak.

"It's cold at night, brother, you put this on."

Shen Zhiwei fastened the tie of his cloak, and the messenger outside had already urged him several times impatiently, only to be quiet after being yelled at by General Shen. .

Just as Shen Zhiwei was about to leave, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Lu Ji again. Lu Ji, who was also looking at him, met his gaze and couldn't help being stunned.

"Has the fever subsided?" Shen Zhiwei came over, touched Lu Ji's forehead with the back of his hand, relaxed a little, nodded, told him to rest well, and he will be back soon.

Hearing Shen Zhiwei's soft and gentle voice, Lu Ji nodded involuntarily. When he saw General Shen's weird expression behind him, he felt that the heat that had just subsided seemed to pick up again, and he shrank his head and continued to be covered in the blanket like a tortoise. .

However, Shen Zhiwei read a few more words, so it's not good, so he delayed for a long time before leaving.

Little General Shen's eyes were straightened, and he followed him out in a fluttering manner.

Quiet was restored in the camp.Only the candles burned quietly.

Lu Ji finally breathed a sigh of relief, staring blankly at the wooden edge on the top of the camp tent, the drunkenness from just now gradually rose, and his eyelids became heavy.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly heard someone calling his name.

He frowned. He thought it was an auditory hallucination, but the voice became clearer, as if it sounded directly in his mind.

Very familiar.

Lu Ji suddenly opened his eyes: "System?!"

"Ah, you finally woke up." The voice said, but it was obviously different from 103's voice.

103's voice always carries a hint of mockery and disgust, or is lazy.

The voice was very calm, so light that no one could hear the emotion.

In the corner of the wooden couch, a white Persian cat slowly revealed its figure.The fluffy fur is clean and tidy, and the strangest thing is that it also wears a small gold-rimmed glasses.

At this moment, light green eyes were looking at him.

"Mission No. 402 host, hello. It's the first time we met. I'm System No. 102. Due to some special reasons, in future missions, I will temporarily replace your system."

Lu Ji looked at it blankly, his brain seemed to be rusted, and he asked after a long time: "Where is 103? What happened?"

The white cat paused, but its tone remained flat: "I was punished for interfering with the progress of the world's plot without authorization."

"What?! Is there something wrong with it?" Lu Ji was startled, and hurriedly stood up and approached him, "What did it do?"

"The illegal operation will not be answered for the time being. It's not a big problem. For various special reasons, it was just sent back to the original world and deducted a year's salary."

After hearing this, Lu Ji let go of his hanging heart, and suddenly remembered another thing: "Are you 102?"

"Yes."

Lu Ji looked strange: "Are you its object?"

The white cat was silent for a long while before saying, "Don't talk about relationships when you're working."

Lu Ji was speechless, and the white cat changed the topic: "Okay, host Lu Ji, now let's carry out the work handover. May I ask if there are any remaining problems in 102 that need to be dealt with?"

Lu Ji blinked, and was about to say no, when suddenly he had a flash of inspiration: "Do you have that... the second part of the book "Fu Shaoxin's Favorite"?"

As if it were an illusion, Lu Ji saw the white cat's ears shaking violently.

"Isn't there?" Lu Ji was a little disappointed. It was still very uncomfortable to read half of a book.

"……Have."

The white cat sighed helplessly, raised its left paw, and a spot of white light gradually expanded. After a while, with a clatter, a colorful book fell on the wooden couch.

"Is there anything else?" Seeing Lu Ji picking up the book, the white cat asked.

Lu Ji opened the cover, and it turned out to be the lower part. Hearing this, he shook his head. 103 would be passive and sabotage at every turn, disappearing as soon as he said it would disappear. He didn't even send him a few tasks, so there is no work that has not been handed over.

The white cat didn't seem to be surprised, and said: "According to the progress of the plot, you only have one last plot point left to complete the task. Please continue to work hard, then I will leave first."

Lu Ji heard something wrong: "Aren't you here looking at me?"

The white cat shook its head: "I have to temporarily replace it for special reasons, but I am not your binding system. According to the regulations, a host can only have one binding system."

"That is to say, I will rely on myself next?"

The white cat hit the nail on the head: "Anyway, it hasn't helped you much before, so you don't have to worry about it."

Lu Ji thought about it, it seems that this is indeed the case.

The white cat narrowed its eyes, as if it was smiling: "I'm still very optimistic about you."

It gradually disappears into the air.

Lu Ji was a little puzzled, but when he thought of the absence of 103, he felt a little out of place for the first time.

Remembering that 103 told him that completing the mission would give him a new life, he couldn't help being dazed.

I don't know if I have to go back then, can I stay here...

Outside the tent, the footsteps of the night patrol soldiers and the clash of armor came to his ears. Lu Ji came back to his senses and focused his attention on the book in his hand.

Turning to the first page, there is another photo of Zhang Fu Yusheng inside.

In this photo, Fu Yusheng is wearing a black windbreaker, leaning casually in front of a wall outside the baroque art style church.

In the twilight, the magnificent wall bricks of the church were cut into two worlds of light and dark. He stood at the junction of light and shadow, half of his three-dimensional facial features were sunk in the shadow, and the other half was in the afterglow of the setting sun, even his eyelashes were dyed golden. afterglow.

Lazy, mysterious, and a touch of melancholy.

Lu Ji looked at it for a while, and felt that he understood a little why there are countless men and women who are fascinated by him one after another.

But the problem is...he really looks exactly like Shen Zhiwei.

Lu Ji looked at the photo over and over again, but couldn't find anything special about it, but he couldn't get rid of the weirdness in his heart.

He finally clipped the photo back into the book and started reading the rest of it.

The upper part of the book stays when Lele is wondering about her feelings for Fu Yusheng, when the male second turns out.

With his tough-guy look, the second male quickly caught the eye of Yu Lele, who had been idolized by Robinson since childhood. With his excellent acting skills and good looks, he soon became a rising star in the entertainment industry.

In the subsequent contact, Yu Lele and the male second quickly became acquainted. The two had a very happy chat. Fu Yusheng was jealous every day.

As time passed, Fu Yusheng became more and more depressed, and even his thriving career was affected.

Lu Ji was a little speechless, isn't this a novel about the brainless Sand Sculpture Master, why is it so real in the world, and isn't Fu Yusheng the hero?How could he always be overwhelmed by the male second?

He continued to look down.

For some reason, Yu Lele left Fu Yusheng's place of work, and then Fu Yusheng went abroad for a few months for some reason. The two could not continue to maintain close contact, but the second male found an opportunity to show his presence in front of Lele.

Finally, the media rumored that Yu Lele had established a relationship with the male second, and Fu Yusheng, who had just returned to China, knew the news and immediately fell ill.

"This is too miserable!" Lu Ji couldn't help complaining, "The author wouldn't write Fu Yusheng as black, would he?"

As if to confirm his conjecture, next, the second tough guy suddenly encountered a car accident, and what was even more shocking was that all signs indicated that the car accident was planned by Fu Yusheng.

Fu Yusheng finally met Yu Lele, but was questioned why he did this. The two argued endlessly, fell into a cold war, and broke up.

Soon the case came to light, but Fu Yusheng's reputation was still damaged. Yu Lele came back to apologize, and Fu Yusheng realized that the rumors outside were all false. from.

The two confessed their hearts and finally got married.

Lu Ji thought that this was the end of the story, but the book is not over yet.

Fu Yusheng, who was with Yu Lele, seemed to be swept by bad luck from this moment.His career began to decline, one of the works he starred in was not as good as the other, and more and more fans turned back. His relationship with Yu Lele was also used by the media to make a big fuss, and because of this, he was hacked at a meeting. Powder poured sulfuric acid on the spot.

Then ruined the face.

Immediately afterwards, his physical and mental state declined sharply, and he gradually slipped into the abyss of depression, but his possessiveness towards Lele intensified. No matter how Yu Lele comforted him, he could not get better again. On a certain morning, he chose committed suicide.

With a snap, the book fell to the ground.

Lu Ji was extremely shocked. Obviously, the first part of this book was still based on the novel routine of No-brainer, why did the second half take a sudden turn for this kind of plot? !

And it's a tragedy!

Is this Yu Lele possessed by a degenerate spirit?It's fine if I can't find a job and I'm poor. Why does it affect his career after being with Fu Yusheng?Dead in the end?Did the author who wrote this book want revenge on society? !

Lu Ji was so annoyed by the plot, it took him a long time to recover, and he made up his mind not to read this strange and depressing novel again.

He picked up the book and stuffed it under the wooden couch, pulling the blanket and lying down.

On the other side, Shen Zhiwei followed the lieutenant who sent the message to the main tent.

"The general is inside, General Shen, let's go in." The arrogant deputy general held the handle of the knife and said calmly.

Just as Shen Zhiwei was about to go in, he suddenly clicked his tongue twice to block the person back. Before Shen Zhiwei could speak, the little general Shen beside him said angrily: "Your surname is Tong, what do you want! You are the one who let my brother come, don't let me come!" Jin is also you, do you want to fight!"

"As the lieutenant of the general, Tong is naturally very busy all day long, so he is not interested in fighting with children." Vice General Tong snorted coldly.

Little General Shen was enraged, and was about to step forward, when Shen Zhiwei reached out to stop him.

"Look, General Shen is still sensible. The general only called General Shen, but he didn't call you. Tong had no choice but to stop you. How could he not let General Shen in?" Deputy General Tong raised his eyebrows. .

Little General Shen's face flushed red, but he finally held back his temper and took two steps back.

Shen Zhiwei lifted the curtain and entered.

"General Cheng."

In the main tent, a veteran general in black armor stood in front of the map with his hands folded in thought, and frowned when he heard this: "I didn't get permission to enter the main tent. General Shen has been in the army for many years, but he has been back to Beijing for more than a year." , even forgot this little rule?"

Shen Zhiwei had no expression on his face, walked out of the tent, and said kindly: "The last general, Shen Zhiwei, please see the general."

General Shen was stunned.

There was no sound in the tent, so Shen Zhiwei raised his voice and said it again. After the third time, little general Shen finally jumped up and cursed: "Old man Cheng Fei, don't bully people too much. I think when my brother was a general, you I still don't know which corner—"

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