Chapter 1: Traveling through time and space, a self-deprecating tool who is given money, power, and works tirelessly without complaint! ...
When we meet again, will it be the same as before?
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"Congratulations to He Wang for winning the Best Actor Award at this year's Star Sheep Awards! Let's give him a round of applause. This is He Wang's third time..."
Song Mingjiao experienced a long period of dizziness, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already in an unfamiliar environment.
This is an awards ceremony at an evening party.
A strange, cold, mechanical voice suddenly appeared in his head.
[Ding——Host binding successful, System No. 10084, at your service.]
Song Mingjiao, an ordinary male college student, finally crawled out of the warm bed on a sunny morning and caught the urging eight o'clock in the morning. He was inexplicably kidnapped to another world by this thing that called itself a system.
The system claimed that they had detected extremely strong soul fluctuations and saved Song Mingjiao who was about to die. As long as they completed the system's quick-travel task, they could be reborn and return to the original world.
Isn’t doing tasks just another form of homework?
Song Mingjiao was quite experienced, and immediately asked the system curiously, "What system are you from? Which department are you from? Can I harvest Long Aotian's power and punch Zhen Guanxi and kick Lu Zhishen?"
Song Mingjiao looked faintly excited, her beautiful eyes filled with brilliance, as if connected to the deepest and most distant Milky Way.
The system coldly and ruthlessly interrupted Song Mingjiao's fantasy.
[No, you need to play the role of a tool beside the hero and help the lucky hero reach the pinnacle of his life! ]
Song Mingjiao was a little disappointed and instantly shrank back into the soft seat. He covered his mouth and yawned slightly. "Okay, the task of a tool is simple. I just punch in for work. Are there any specific requirements?"
The system became excited instantly.
[The specific requirement is low self-esteem! You have to be the man next to the hero, the one who gives you money, power, and works hard without complaint!]
[But how could a little tool like you be worthy of such a great hero? You can only feel ashamed and sad in front of him. Even if you were with him, you could only look up at his back with bitterness forever. Do you understand?!]
Song Mingjiao: Ah?
Song Mingjiao asked tentatively, "So I'm now... an 18th-tier actor?"
[No, you are the group president.]
Song Mingjiao hesitated to speak: "Who is the male lead?"
[Do you see the guy a few rows in front of you? That dazzling new star, Mo Qinan, is the most distinguished male protagonist!]
Could it be that the man has neon lights hanging on him?
Song Mingjiao was playing with the new phone in his hand, curiously clicking on each module to check it out, and asked the system: "What is our relationship now with that male protagonist I mentioned to you?"
[Of course they are in a relationship. You are the CEO, so you must help the male lead! ]
The system continued impatiently.
[I'll send you the background information. Please hurry up and read it. Play the role of the inferior character well and complete the task of helping the male protagonist reach the top. Otherwise, there will be punishment.]
"Okay." Song Mingjiao nodded obediently, then quickly browsed through it.
It turns out that he was the one who made Mo Qinan famous. Shouldn't this be the script of the sponsor?
Is the sponsor feeling inferior in front of the big star and stepping on the big star's feet? It's quite interesting.
Song Mingjiao straightened his back, looking thoughtful, and suddenly smiled: "No problem, System 10084, isn't it just inferiority complex? I'm the best at it."
The system nodded its cyber head with satisfaction, very satisfied with the host it chose this time, and then returned to silence.
At this time, Song Mingjiao's mobile phone screen lit up. It was a message from Mo Qinan.
[Don't stare at me so closely, or someone will find out about our relationship.]
The tone was extremely cold.
Song Mingjiao went through all the chat records. Basically, "he" sent many messages to Mo Qinan unilaterally, and the other party would only reply with one or two "oh" or "hmm".
If Song Mingjiao hadn't known the identities of the two people, he would have almost thought that Mo Qinan was the boss.
Including this award ceremony, which is an annual film festival event, "he" must go, even if he has to wear a mask and a hat, appear in the audience fully armed and nameless, which made Mo Qinnan impatiently agree.
However, the Star Sheep Award has nothing to do with Mo Qinan. He was just forced to become famous in the entertainment industry in the past two years by relying on the popularity of "Song Mingjiao" and investing resources, connections and money.
So what does this person think of himself?
Song Mingjiao read the message with great interest, then turned off the phone naturally without replying a single word.
The system is a little confused.
【Why don’t you reply to the male protagonist’s message? 】
Song Mingjiao sighed and explained, "Tong, because I have such low self-esteem, I get nervous and tremble when I see the male lead's message. How can such a small person like me and the great male lead have our avatars appear on the same screen at the same time! So I don't dare to reply."
[I didn't expect you to adapt to the character so quickly. Very good. Points +10. Please check.]
This can actually be passed?
Song Mingjiao had originally intended to just tear up and act out his performance, not to earn points. He'd just tested it, and while the system and he communicated in his head, the system couldn't detect his own thoughts.
However, it would be a waste not to earn points, so Song Mingjiao gladly accepted the gifts from the system.
But who knew that when he didn't reply, Mo Qinan's chat interface turned into "input in progress". The other party seemed unhappy because he didn't get a reply, but eventually the interface returned to calm.
Mo Qinan, who was sitting in front of the spotlight, did not change his expression. When the camera was focused on him, he, who had a "single personality", greeted his fans naturally, and there was no sign that he was chatting with the company president without telling anyone.
Oh, loading.
Song Mingjiao simply ignored the chat history, and a girl next to him almost screamed when she saw Mo Qinan on the big screen.
"Mo Qinan! Mo Qinan! Ahhhhh!!"
The girls were shouting excitedly while holding cheering sticks. Song Mingjiao was just keeping a polite smile, but she was accidentally drawn into the crowd. She caught a glimpse of the outfit of the person next to her, and she also started talking to Song Mingjiao excitedly.
"Sister, are you also pursuing Mo Qinan? This doll was a limited edition last year, and you actually got it. I'm so envious!"
Only then did Song Mingjiao notice the doll on his seat. He had previously thought it was a pillow distributed by the organizer.
"It was given to me by a friend. I can give it to you if you like it."
"Really?" The girl was very happy at first, but then she realized that the voice was wrong. The lights in the audience were already dim, and the person next to her was thin and wore a mask and a hat. She subconsciously thought that they were also star-chasing sisters.
"Oh, sorry, I didn't notice you were a boy."
"It's okay." Song Mingjiao smiled at the fans. Although his entire face could not be seen due to the mask, the exposed eyes were delicate and beautiful, with thick and long eyelashes, clear as water, and light-colored pupils. When staring at people, there was a sense of tranquility and gentleness, but when looking closely, it was like the bottomless ocean, and it was unclear.
The fan was stared at by such eyes, her eyelashes fluttering at her twice. She almost lost consciousness and instantly forgot about the owner. Then she lowered her head embarrassedly: "This doll is very rare. I tried to get it for a long time before but couldn't get it. Do you really not want it?"
"My friend has stopped being a fan, so there's no point in keeping the doll. I might as well give it to you." Song Mingjiao didn't care about it. He didn't even look at the doll. He just thought it was troublesome to carry other things with him, so he wanted to get rid of it as soon as possible.
"Oh, thank you, thank you so much." The fan took the mini version of Mo Qinnan's doll and was at a loss for a moment, not knowing what to say.
Fortunately, Song Mingjiao spoke up: "I haven't paid attention to the entertainment industry for a long time. I just heard you mention Mo Qinan. What award did he win this time?"
"Well, he's only been in the industry for two years, so he's mainly here to learn from the seniors. But there's going to be a Popularity Award later, so judging by the voting, he should be fine!"
Yeah, he understands. He is still a newcomer after two years of debut.
"Then congratulations to your idol in advance." Song Mingjiao had no hostility towards the little girl and said this politely.
What? I thought he was going to support a talented person, but it turns out to be just a show-off. Why does this sponsor feel so inferior?
How dare you give the protagonist's doll to someone else! It was given to you by the protagonist because you've liked him for so long. You should keep it with you day and night!
The system had no way to control Song Mingjiao's actions and could only jump anxiously in his head.
Song Mingjiao said sincerely, his tone aggrieved and obedient: "I can't help it, Tong. When I met the male lead's fans, I suddenly realized how impure my love for him was. It's a pity that this doll is with me. I am reflecting on myself."
The system sneered and did not add points to Song Mingjiao, but it did not deduct points either.
After Song Mingjiao dealt with the system, he was too lazy to care about it anymore. For someone like him who didn't pay attention to the entertainment industry, the award ceremony was really boring.
The main thing was that among the stars who came on stage one after another, Song Mingjiao felt that few of them caught his eye. He might as well look in the mirror himself, as he had no idea what his body looked like.
Thinking of this, Song Mingjiao soon left the audience and prepared to go backstage to get some fresh air.
The security guards at the scene wanted to stop this fan who was dressed suspiciously, but after Song Mingjiao took off his mask and took out his business card, they fell silent and respectfully invited the fan into the backstage.
Not long after, the on-site person in charge of the Star Sheep Award hurried over and wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead. "Mr. Song, why are you here? I'll send two people to protect your safety."
"Shh." Song Mingjiao raised an index finger and placed it on his lips. He winked playfully and said, "Don't make any noise or call anyone. I'm just here for a stroll."
The person in charge nodded quickly, not daring to intervene anymore, and let Song Mingjiao wander around.
Mo Qinan only knew that Song Mingjiao was the president of a small entertainment company, but he never imagined that the company was just opened by Song Mingjiao when he was bored, and the actual controlling shareholder behind it was Chenxing Group.
Chenxing Group's business covers various fields and it is a truly large enterprise and wealthy family. Even the most prestigious Star Sheep Award in the entertainment industry is sponsored by Chenxing Group.
"It feels really good to have status." Song Mingjiao stretched lazily and sighed as he strolled in the corridor.
[Hehe, this is just to help you better help the hero. From now on, your group will pave the way for the hero!]
The system gave Song Mingjiao a warning, as it had already vaguely sensed that this host was out of control.
Song Mingjiao didn't argue with the system theory: "I know, don't worry, I promise to run the company diligently, so that I can better serve the male protagonist as a tool."
Unexpectedly, just as he passed by a room, he was suddenly pulled into by a pair of hands, and then his whole body was thrown against the wall. Song Mingjiao's hands raised reflexively, wanting to strangle the person's neck, but finally forced himself to endure it.
Although pain was nothing new to Song Mingjiao, he still couldn't help frowning.
Before he could question the uninvited guest, the visitor spoke first:
"Song Mingjiao, what tricks are you playing?"
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