Chapter 96: Haven’t you eaten yet, handsome boy?
Wen Shuang turned over in the quilt and didn't mention what happened yesterday. Since he didn't say anything, Xuan Zhe didn't ask either. The two of them washed up one after the other, and then went to the breakfast shop across the street to eat wontons.
Normally, Wen Shuang loves soy milk and fried dough sticks in the morning. He must soak the dough sticks in soy milk until they are softened before he feels satisfied after taking a bite. But today he asked for wontons, and Xuanzhe just glanced at him and agreed without saying a word.
Wen Shuang thought Xuanzhe didn't understand, but in fact Xuanzhe knew better than anyone else because of the dream he had last night.
Xuanzhe had issued a "gag order" to the system, so it didn't dare to go against the ceiling and could only swallow back all the words in its heart.
There weren't many people in the restaurant at the moment, so they sat in a corner. Wen Shuang watched the system jump around the wontons three times and couldn't help but say, "You can't eat it, so what's the point of staring at it?"
"It's not that we can't eat it," the system explained. "We can simulate human senses of smell and taste, etc., but few people do it because it's too embarrassing."
Xuanzhe sneered: "Hasn't your face been lost enough?"
Wen Shuang spoke earnestly, applying what Xuanzhe had said to him back then to the system, "Just one, save yourself from throwing it away."
system:"……"
The system has become more and more familiar with human society. In the past, it was purely for the purpose of completing tasks, but now it finds everything interesting. After hearing what Xuanzhe said to Wen Shuang, it simply gave up and silently adjusted the program to transform the energy absorbed from Wen Shuang into the taste of wontons. The information was collected very quickly, but it didn't believe it. What could a mere bowl of soup do... Hmm
The system suddenly raised its wings, shining brightly, and its dark eyeballs became larger than ever before, looking quite frightened.
Wen Shuang smiled and said, "It tastes good, right?"
System: “…” Wow, why did I just enable this function?
Xuanzhe watched helplessly as the ball of light lit up into a light bulb.
"Is Huang Taiyue's drama still being filmed?" Xuanzhe asked. He knew that Wen Shuang must have been stuck at some point, which was why she was able to recall her original body's memories... No, that wasn't her original body either. Xuanzhe took a deep breath, suppressed all his emotions, and said calmly, "If you don't want to, forget it. I'll go talk to her."
Wen Shuang didn't hesitate at all: "Shoot." He had recovered. If everything he experienced yesterday was the malice of this world, then Wen Shuang could face it directly. At the same time, he found that there were great biases and loopholes in the description in the original work. He could also feel the original body's deep unwillingness and struggle, as if possessed by a vengeful spirit. If he didn't get the truth, how could the people who died in vain rest in peace?
Xuanzhe nodded: "I'll do as you say."
Wen Shuang was in a bad state when she had a nightmare, but as long as she was awake, she was still a happy little quail. She lived up to Xuan Zhe's expectations and ate more than forty wontons in one breath. Finally, she forced herself to eat a steamed dumpling while burping.
Yang Lian was going to send Wen Shuang to the set today. He had been there for twenty minutes and had done nothing. He just watched the boss and his artist being affectionate with each other. You wouldn't say they were hugging each other, they were just talking in soft voices, and then caused a series of invisible attacks.
"Then call me if you have anything. I'll visit you when I'm done with my work."
"Yeah, don't worry."
"Do you want a sticker?" Wen Shuang got into the car and winked at Xuan Zhe as she closed the door.
Xuanzhe smiled, leaned forward and pressed his cheek against his, then quickly separated, "Stick."
Yang Lian: “…”
Assistant Yang couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Huang Taiyue noticed yesterday that Wen Shuang was a little too immersed in the role, and thought that if the young man was still in a bad state today, he could take a break. Unexpectedly, Wen Shuang came in with a few bags of milk tea and distributed them to the young leading actors, looking cheerful and peaceful.
Huang Taiyue looked at Wen Shuang and said, "I can do it."
Wen Shuang said calmly, "I can do it."
The system barked frantically at Wen Shuang before finally making her leave behind a cup of milk tea. Then, it connected her sense of taste and made her drink until she was completely intoxicated. Wen Shuang couldn't figure out how the system made the milk tea taste like liquor. She spun dizzily on her shoulder, flapping her wings furiously, but her round body still lost its balance and fell. Wen Shuang's quick eyes and hands caught her!
The artists who were traveling with him saw Wen Shuang suddenly put a hand to his side, but there was nothing in his palm. They were a little confused: "What's wrong?"
Wen Shuang clenched her fingers and smiled awkwardly: "I'm just pinching the air for fun."
other side:"……"
Wen Shuang put the system into his pocket, and then he looked at the script again to prepare for the next scene.
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An Qi discovered that the mysterious power could not directly extend into human society, and it had to find a representative, or a puppet. The people chosen were all "excellent" without exception, and suddenly became popular or rich, with fame, wealth and fortune in their hands.
An Qi accidentally discovered a puppet. The emotions he had suppressed for so long during the tug-of-war with the opponent suddenly erupted. He thought of his tragic death in his previous life, which was only arbitrarily arranged by these ignorant creatures. They regarded human life as worthless. Amid the opponent's loud shouting, An Qi sternly pushed him down from the top floor without any hesitation or panic. He calmly looked at the bloodstains on the ground and silently let out the sharpest roar. He would definitely take back the life he owed him!
When a person is strong enough, to a certain extent, he has the ability to change his fate. From then on, Anqi seemed to have been given a cheat code, and no matter what puppet stood in front of him, it would be reduced to ashes.
Wen Shuang is very into the role. It is better to say that he is Wen Shuang in the original novel than to say that he is An Qi. I don’t know if it is a coincidence, but many of An Qi’s experiences when he died unjustly in his previous life are exactly the same as the original body’s experience. It is better to open than to block. He began to try to accept the original body’s desperate and hideous emotions, using acting as a vent, and gradually trying to figure out the other party’s intentions.
During the intermission, Wen Shuang lay on the chair with her eyes closed, exhausted.
Xuanzhe, who was far away in Quanyi, suddenly stopped what he was doing and signaled a senior executive who was explaining to pause. He felt... a hint of coolness emerged from his obscure and suppressed emotions, like sweet dew after a long drought, and even he breathed a sigh of relief.
The spiritual sharing established by the system has always existed. At first, Xuan Zhe couldn't control it, but the ceiling was unreasonable. Gradually, he could clearly sense Wen Shuang's preferences.
As expected of my little quail, Xuanzhe curled his lips and smiled lightly, saying lightly: "Well done, I'll give you a bonus this month."
Everyone: "..." No, how come you did so well? This month's results are worse than last month's, so why are you giving out bonuses?
All we can say is that the koi attribute saves all living beings.
Wen Shuang opened her eyes and looked around to see if there was anyone around. She took the system out of her pocket and rubbed its jelly-soft body with her fingertips. "Are you there?"
"Yes, yes." The system showed a pair of eyes. "I'm savoring the wontons and milk tea. I'm not dormant. Tell me."
"That's nothing. I'll take you to eat hot pot tonight. That's the real deal." Wen Shuang swore he could hear the system drooling. This thing was like opening the door to a new world. Curious, Wen Shuang went along with it: "But you have to answer me a question."
The system was busy: "You tell me, tell me."
Wen Shuang paused, "Tongzi, Anqi's two lives, although their personalities are completely different, are ultimately the same person. So what about me?" He suddenly looked directly at the system, his gaze penetrating. "I remember you said that the Son of Destiny can only be born in this world."
System: “…” Damn, this couple is more sensitive than the other. They are the smartest couple in all the worlds it has experienced.
"But..." Wen Shuang's mood suddenly became depressed, and her voice was low and weak, making the system scratch its head for a while: "If the original body is me, and I am the original body, then my past world, grandfather, parents, relatives and friends, those extremely real experiences, what are they?"
The system flew up and nuzzled Wen Shuang's cheek, hoping he'd cheer up. "I'm already searching my source code, but it'll take a while. Don't be sad. Your previous world wasn't necessarily false. Think about it this way: what if it was all true? You've lived three lives in total—what a steal!"
Wen Shuang: “…” Although the way of comforting people was unique, he did feel much more comfortable.
Digesting the original body's negative emotions is a heavy task. When Wen Shuang can't bear it anymore, she presses her chest and takes a deep breath, telling herself not to be sad, yesterday is dead, and today is a new beginning.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, there was a sudden commotion at the entrance of the studio. Huang Taiyue frowned and shouted "Stop" because of the intrusive sound. Everyone turned around and saw a tall and slender figure striding in. The dim studio was suddenly brightened. Xuanzhe said he came to visit the set, and he really came.
President Xuan has always been generous. The nanny car following behind was filled with delicious food. From the director to the staff, everyone was coaxed into happiness by him. The two plates of hairy crabs were Wen Shuang's. The young man took them quickly. He originally wanted to give his lover a kiss, but had to give up because there were so many people. He took out the hairy crabs and started to eat them seriously. Food can heal the soul, woooo.
"Woo woo woo..." The system's sense of taste can only connect to what it sees, and it has to use the energy of Wen Shuang as a medium. It used to think that Wen Shuang was too greedy, but now it feels that the ancients said it well: being able to eat is a blessing! The hairy crab is so fragrant, woo woo woo!
Xuanzhe really wanted to kick this annoying ball a hundred meters away.
Xuanzhe has been sharing Wen Shuang's emotions today. It is no exaggeration to say that they share the same sorrow and joy. At this moment, he can truly feel a sense of euphoria - Wen Shuang is enjoying the meal.
It’s good that I didn’t lose control again, Xuanzhe was thinking this when his cell phone suddenly vibrated. He took it out and glanced at it. He didn’t intend to pay attention to it, but he was stunned by the content on it.
Seeing Xuan Zhe like this, Wen Shuang couldn't help but stretch her head over and glanced at the three words "Tang Weisheng" in the remarks. When she saw the content clearly, she immediately lost her appetite.
To be precise, Tang Wansu is quite disgusting.
Tang Weisheng sent a message saying that Tang Wansu was pregnant.
WTF… Wen Shuang couldn’t help but say, “Uncle Xuan, that’s pretty awesome…”
Xuanzhe also made a rare joke: "Well, a role model for our generation."
Xuan Zhong called a few minutes later. His voice showed no emotion, and it seemed more like he was testing Xuan Zhe to see what he meant.
Xuanzhe only said that he would be there in a while. Originally, he didn't want to care at all, but Tang Weisheng was in the old house at that time. Xuanzhe put himself in his shoes, but couldn't imagine his mood.
Tang Wansu had IVF without anyone's knowledge. Since Mr. Xuan is no longer alive, her child will definitely have the surname "Xuan"!
It's not easy to achieve this in one go.
In the old house, Tang Wansu was sitting on the sofa, supporting her waist like Empress Dowager, with a happy look on her face. Xuan Zhong was in a rare state of energy and went to the kitchen to see how the soup was cooking. Tang Weisheng was standing opposite Tang Wansu, with a pale face and no words.
"It doesn't matter if you don't help me." Tang Wansu rubbed her belly, looking very proud. "My children will help me."
But I am also your child...Tang Weisheng's forehead was bulging with veins. He felt that Tang Wansu had really committed a sin. Would she be able to repay it in the future?
The young man seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He took two steps back. The next second, someone held his waist, and the hand quickly withdrew. He glanced sideways and saw Xuanzhe slightly raised his eyebrows: "You didn't eat?"
Tang Weisheng: "..." You're about to be targeted, and you still care whether I eat or not!
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