Chapter 103: Reunion Return to the First NPC's Script
With the magazine's pre-sale approaching, Ye Xing was forced to hold a live broadcast for promotion.
"Wow! Look what I found? The real NPC guy actually started a live broadcast!"
"I rushed here as soon as I saw the announcement of the show~ Long time no see~"
"I came too fast to see the title... Magazine? Is it coming out already? I already have my wallet ready!"
Ye Xuan smiled at the camera, his facial lines looking particularly soft under the live broadcast lights: "Yes, you can check the specific pre-sale information on the official website of "Youwan·Wanyou" or major accounts."
But the barrage didn't want to hear this kind of answer.
"Hey - you've already started a live broadcast, just to attract traffic to others? That's not a good idea."
"What's the pre-sale gift this time? Tell me the truth!"
"Wow, I want an autograph! Last time I saw the 'Do It Yourself and Live a Lifelong Life' guy posting a photo of a real NPC guy's autograph, I was so envious!"
"Same request! I saw it too. The signature is so unique hahahahaha."
Signature…?
Ye Xuan remembered the signature he had given to You You not long ago, and was also reminded by the barrage of comments that he had given out several signatures as compensation to that player.
There were also some signatures that his colleagues had asked him to sign as a joke.
He never understood why signing, a simple act of proving one's identity or expressing consent, became something of commemorative significance?
It's not a blessing or a message, it's just a name.
But he will still try his best to meet everyone's requirements. It's just an artistic signature, which is not a difficult task.
"Yes, I can give you an autograph." He agreed immediately. Sister Lin would probably arrange this for him anyway, and if he agreed now, he would also have a good reputation of being a fan-favorite.
The audience was indeed very satisfied.
"Great! It's an autograph! I have a chance to have one too!"
"Will it be signed on a poster or a postcard? I'm looking forward to it!"
"Autographs, autographs! I love collecting autographs! I'm an old stamp collector! I want an autographed photo! A small piece of paper is not easy to fold when it is tucked into a magazine. I've been hurt by the creases on posters..."
Some are also worried that they won’t be able to get the signatures because they are limited.
“Please don’t set a limit on quantity. It’s totally fine to set a time limit, but please don’t set a limit on quantity!”
"Please don't limit it +1, I never got a limited autograph before... it's too hard to get one if I'm slow."
"I am crying bitterly. If the limit is 3,000 copies, I must be the 3,001st to place an order. If the limit is 5,000 copies, I must be the 5,001st... My hand speed is OK, but my luck is not good."
Ye Xuan didn't know how the company and the magazine would arrange it, so he couldn't agree directly. He just said, "I'll try to help everyone. After all, I'm the one who's going to sign it."
In fact, with so many signatures to be signed, it's not just him who's having a hard time. None of the people in charge of printing, counting, packaging, etc. have an easy time.
But this was the first time that players had made this request to him, and he couldn't bear to refuse.
Oh, is he a little too soft-hearted?
The live broadcast ended in a very harmonious and good atmosphere. Nothing unexpected happened. It was pretty good.
I was also flipping through the physical version of the "Real Person NPC Mission Manual", not because I wanted to review the game on a whim, but because...
(One hour ago, in the office of the Real Person NPC Department.)
"Xiao Xuan!" Sister Lin pushed the door open in a hurry. "This live broadcast was very good. There is progress."
Ye Xuan accepted the compliment without any modesty.
But Sister Lin obviously didn’t come here for this matter, or rather, she came here for more than just this matter: “By the way, how much do you remember about the plot and character of your first NPC?”
He tried to recall it, but it was already quite vague. He only remembered the general direction and the relationships between the characters.
He had a bad feeling.
"What's wrong?" Ye Xuan really wanted to give the other person a look that said "if you have something to say, come on," but when he thought that this was his immediate superior, he restrained his expression.
Sister Lin laughed dryly and felt that the next words were a bit sudden: "Well, the follow-up content of the first script has been released... and the main player who received the system notification said that he will be online at 8 o'clock in the evening to continue the story."
"What time is it now?" Ye Xuan deliberately didn't look at the time.
"Six o'clock." Sister Lin said seriously.
Yes, although it is not very reasonable, she is just here to give notice and does not have to bear any responsibility. The real sin should be attributed to the planners.
"Two hours, that's too tight of a time limit." Ye Xuan felt a little nervous.
Although I entered the game without any preparation at the beginning, it was still not easy to connect the plot coherently without destroying the characters.
"I'm rooting for you," Sister Lin stepped out of the door, "Keep going!"
Her voice was mostly blocked by the closed door, and Ye Xing shook her head helplessly.
Forget it, let's take it one step at a time.
At most there are still two hours left, which is not a lot, but it is better than nothing.
Two hours was not enough time to prepare for a single subject exam at school, but asking him to recover to the state when he played the role of front desk consultant was too difficult.
He couldn't quite remember what that character was like. Maybe he was just a medical staff member who kept eating melons and was unilaterally recognized as a life mentor by a young master who was ignorant of the world?
Doesn’t seem that difficult...right?
Xiao Ou is an easy kid, but his mother and brother are not easy to deal with, not to mention the two childhood sweethearts who only exist in conversation.
Tsk, it gives me a headache just thinking about it.
Ye Xuan reviewed most of the key points from some previous reports and notes. To sum it up, he was still in Xiao Ou's dangerous academy and was threatened by the other party's mother and brother respectively. The situation was not good.
So, is it really necessary for that kind of bloody love triangle between childhood sweethearts to go to a medical institution for surgery that would affect their entire future life?
He also didn't understand.
He had no intention of falling in love, let alone marrying anyone.
He was not good at being someone else's emotional mentor - especially when the client was faced with a business marriage, which had nothing to do with his life, so he could only bite the bullet and give it another try.
…
Enter the game, load the map, and import the script.
Ye Xuan's uneasy mood was similar to when he first took on the script.
When I opened my eyes again, I was not in Xiaoou's room where the plot ended in the previous episode, but in the medical institution where the first NPC made his debut.
The Omega receptionist stood at her workstation and touched the original gland on the back of her neck which had completely healed and become smooth.
That’s fine. It’s much better than Xiaoou’s family. At least there are no weird ladies and gentlemen.
Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the front door was pushed open.
In a medical institution, it is not appropriate to say common phrases such as "Welcome" or "Welcome next time". Besides, his personality is somewhat careless at work, so there is no need to greet guests too attentively.
The visitor also remained silent, so a strange and awkward situation of no one speaking was created.
After all, it's a front desk, so it's only right to entertain guests appropriately.
Ye Xuan broke the silence and said, "What do you need? You can consult me."
"Gland removal." The other party said concisely.
But the man still stood at the door, not taking a single step inside.
"Oh, this, not many places can do it. We are the best in the industry." The receptionist performed a show of Wang Po selling melons.
The man didn't react to his boasting and seemed to be thinking about something.
"Are you Alpha?" Ye Xuan looked at the other person's body shape. He was very tall, probably close to 1.9 meters, far exceeding the average height of Omega or Beta.
"Yeah." The other party did not hide it at all, or perhaps, he thought there was no need to hide it.
"I'm sorry," the receptionist's face fell, "We only accept Omegas. We won't even accept an Omega's mate, an Alpha."
Anyway, it is semi-charitable in nature and is not for making money.
"Omega Equality Organization." The other party seemed to know a lot, but he spoke very little.
The origins of this medical institution are not public information.
Ye Xing looked at him warily: "How do you know? This is not the place you should come to - I don't have glands, don't try to threaten me with pheromones."
The other party still said in a very calm tone: "Consultation."
He just wanted to come for consultation, nothing else.
"Okay," Ye Xuan knew that the plot couldn't be pushed forward if the situation remained deadlocked, so he simply accepted the status quo, "I'll make an exception for you this time. If you have anything to ask, just ask. Most of the guests here are afraid of A, and it's not good for you to stay for too long."
"Gland removal." The other party did not show any emotion because the receptionist forgot his previous consultation, and repeated his purpose.
Ye Xuan thought of a little Omega who had also come to consult about this surgery: "The risk is extremely high, the success rate is low, and the recovery period is long."
He also learned from the other party how to be frugal with words.
The other party frowned slightly, and his expression changed the most since he entered the room: "Thank you."
After saying that, he pushed the door and left.
“Weirdo…” The receptionist touched the back of his neck. Now, whenever he mentioned the surgery, he felt the old injury itchy.
Never mind, this script is just full of weirdos, just get used to it.
Ye Xuan saw that the closing time of the medical institutions was approaching, and thought that the day would not end so peacefully.
Sure enough, the door was pushed open again.
"Teacher!" Xiao Ou's eyes lit up when he saw the front desk, but he soon pouted angrily.
Tsk, it’s really hard to guess what the young Omega master is thinking. The changes in his facial expressions are like a barometer.
Although Ye Xuan thought so in his heart, he didn't show it on his face: "You're here, what's wrong?"
"Hmph, teacher, answer me first." Xiao Ou almost had "I'm unhappy now" written on his face, "Why did you meet that person?"
"Who?" Ye Xuan hated riddlers the most. He didn't like others playing riddles with him.
"Who else could it be?" Xiao Ou originally wanted to sit on the high stool in front of the information desk, but she was too delicate to do so, so she had to give up.
Ye Xuan thought about the important person related to the other party, who had to be an Alpha: "Your fiancé?"
"Don't call him that! I don't accept it!" Xiao Ou was so excited that even a little bit of pheromones leaked out from under the barrier patch.
Ye Xuan ignored the young Omega's temper and murmured, "So it's him... He's not the same as I imagined."
He looks quite calm and composed, but I never thought he would bully the Omega he liked when he was a child?
Should we say that you can’t judge a book by its cover, or should we say that time can really change a person?
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