Chapter 82 Background

He Jingtong knew more than An Lai guessed.

For example, Zhou Li, the wanted criminal who seemed unlucky, innocent and naive, was actually not an irrelevant person from the beginning.

During the war, there was no trace of him; after the war, he seemed to have disappeared.

No one paid attention to him. Even Su Qing, a spirit with professional acting knowledge, never realized that the humans he used were actually using him...

Why did He Wanjin come?

Because those people didn't want He Jingtong to die during this period.

Therefore, even if the alien spirit Su Qing did not take action, Zhou Li would still find an opportunity to reveal what He Jingtong had encountered.

Zhou Li’s mission is to let the teachers and students of the college know how much He Jingtong has contributed.

Regardless of pity or compassion, whatever the emotion, as long as those people think that He Jingtong should not die like this, then even if He Jingtong subjectively wants to commit suicide, the teachers and students of the school will ignore his subjective thoughts and choose to stop him.

As long as he is prevented, He Jingtong will never choose to commit suicide again.

——He is an artificial spiritual master who lives in the hopes of others.

Every person's actions are clearly seen by a pair of eyes, and then all planned developments are arranged by an invisible big hand.

As long as He Jingtong is alive, many people need him to be alive, because his existence is a threat.

Because of He Jingtong's existence, spiritualists will strive to become stronger, and the energy and thinking they spend on the way to becoming stronger will naturally make them ignore too much.

He Jingtong's restriction on not taking action against humans will also turn the growth potential of his Z-level supernatural powers into a kind of external pressure.

This is a strategic weapon.

Moreover, this strategic weapon will generate gratitude.

He survived, didn't he?

Isn't his third uncle also trying hard to protect him?

Most teachers saw the unfairness of exchanging one life for another, but exchanging one life for another was the only mercy that He Wanjin could earn.

Otherwise, He Jingtong will not even be able to choose death in the future.

——But is this really the case?

Fu Zexun died on October 10th.

This happened in the original plot of "Alien", when he just tried to kidnap He Jingtong.

But at that moment, his heart had been completely penetrated by Ming Jiuguan.

Even the subsequent disposal of the corpse was simply to take it to the crematorium, where it was completely burned to ashes under the watchful eyes of the relevant spiritualists.

Fate has changed, and the constraints of the plot have also had an impact. Fu Zexun is led by He Jingtong, step by step towards death.

"I really hope that his emotions were more intense at that time... and they will be stronger afterwards."

"What did you say?" Jian Zirui, who was peeling an apple for He Jingtong, looked up blankly at the young man on the hospital bed.

"Nothing." He Jingtong curled his lips. "I just want to ask, have all the points for our internship been deducted?"

"Shouldn't you think about when you'll get better?" Qi Xueyi sat not far away, feeling a little awkward.

But he's getting better.

Ever since He Wanjin forced him to help He Jingtong up yesterday, Qi Xueyi no longer felt pain because of the accidental injury to He Jingtong in the operating room.

That's not a very open-minded idea, but before Taoist Jian left and returned to the Taoist temple, he had a conversation with Jian Zirui and Qi Xueyi.

They were standing in the corridor of the hospital at that time, and Master Jian told them: "What disabled people want most is not sympathy or pity, but normal treatment. What patients want is not heartache, but to be able to return to normal life."

"That child will not feel how painful or sad he is. He will only feel lucky that he killed Fu Zexun, and because of killing Fu Zexun, he saved more people who were not killed by Fu Zexun."

"But... I, we, the people he saved, what can we do?" Jian Zirui's eyes turned red.

"You don't have to do anything." Taoist Priest Jian hugged the child he had picked up and raised. "He saved people again and again, countless times, not because he wanted to get something from the people he saved. On the contrary, in the act of saving, he not only saved you, but also redeemed his own soul."

"All you have to do is treat him as you always have. You are classmates, friends, and teammates you can trust with your life. If you feel that you haven't done enough, then work harder while completing your studies."

"But the Time Gate never lets us grow slowly." Qi Xueyi's voice was obviously choked with sobs.

"Then don't worry about the time gate." Taoist Jian rubbed Qi Xueyi's hair. "I can't say that you won't encounter danger again in the future. But I think you can at least die without regrets when facing a desperate situation."

"Normal children don't have to think about death crises, but you are spiritual teachers."

"So I just hope that one day you won't suddenly regret that your memories of being with your companions will only be filled with sadness and guilt, without any happy memories."

"...Yes." Qi Xueyi suddenly lowered his head and let his tears fall on the tiles on the ground.

Taoist Priest Jian later left.

Jian Zirui and Qi Xueyi also returned to their former selves.

Although everyone knows that this natural expression is filled with unnatural undertones.

On the hospital bed, He Jingtong clenched his fists when facing Qi Xueyi's questions. The bandages on his hands were also tightened and straightened, but he did not feel any pulling on the wounds.

He Jingtong only said: "I will get better soon. I always feel that my recovery ability is ridiculously strong now."

"Maybe I can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

"That's absolutely not possible." Jian Zirui took out a small fruit knife and was trying to carve an apple into a rabbit shape. "We need to observe it for at least a week."

Qi Xueyi looked at the bandages on He Jingtong and said in a rather old-fashioned way, "You've been wrapped up like a mummy. Can't you just lie down for a while?"

"Not really." He Jingtong said tactfully, "I have an inexplicable feeling that I would be ashamed if I didn't do my homework."

Qi Xueyi & Jian Zirui: ???

"And you haven't answered my question yet. Have we lost all our internship points?"

“Uh…” “…Yeah.”

"Is it or isn't it?"

"He must have been confiscated. Is there any need to think about it? They said not to expose himself in front of ordinary people, but I think Su Xu is really not ordinary at all, but he is really not a spiritual master..." Qi Xueyi's face was full of complexity.

"During the days when you were taken away, the director of the Interstellar Movies crew actually tried to contact Senior Zong, but unfortunately, he lost his phone. As a result, the director was unable to contact him. Finally, he asked someone to check the location according to the coordinates of Senior Zong's phone and found that it was Su Xu's home, and the villa had collapsed..." Jian Zirui was speechless.

"As a result, the teacher who played the supporting role of Major General in the 18th part and the supporting role of Major General disappeared together. The male and female leading actors were terrified. After all, the three of us were also missing at the same time. Ji Yu had already contacted the 'N' organization, but those people were too busy with what happened later to deal with her..."

A whole doomsday scene.

Su Xu's villa was in such a terrible state that even if the director had some ideas in his mind, he couldn't stop the people from checking the coordinates of his mobile phone, so he called the police.

Not to mention that all the points were deducted, the fact that they were not deducted into a negative number made me feel that Zong Feng was giving me face.

"Only at this time do I feel that Zong Feng is not such a bad person." Qi Xueyi sighed heavily.

Speak of the devil, and he will appear. As soon as Qi Xueyi finished speaking, there was a knock on the door of the ward.

When Qi Xueyi went to open the door, he happened to be face to face with Zong Feng. In an instant, the white-haired boy's eyes widened.

Zong Feng looked at him suspiciously and said, "Are you talking about me behind my back? Why do you look like that?"

"What's wrong with that expression? You've been absent from work for half a month. It's fine if you don't go to work, but why are you coming to the hospital?"

"Visiting a patient, has your brain been eaten by a spirit?" Zong Feng raised the fruit basket in his hand. "You're rounding it up. Today is only the 12th. It's at most ten days, 240 hours."

"Besides, even if there is work, can't I get off work? Can't I ask for leave? Tell me the truth, what bad things did you say about me just now?" After putting the fruit basket away, Zong Feng clasped his arms around his chest and looked at Qi Xueyi dangerously.

Little White Hair involuntarily turned his eyes away: "I didn't say anything, I just said that you were kind enough to give us face by not deducting negative points from our internship."

"What internship points?" Zong Feng almost forgot what he said.

"That's the score we got during our internship with you. Didn't we start with 100 points and lose points for every mistake we made?"

"Well, I gave you guys full marks for that a long time ago."

The three people in the ward were stunned.

Jian Zirui placed the rabbit-shaped apples on a fruit plate and handed it to He Jingtong. She also said to Zong Feng, "We always thought you had already deducted all the points."

Zong Feng rolled his eyes at the ceiling, pulled a chair and sat down, then said, "No matter how inhumane I am, I can't be that evil."

"Oh, by the way, since you interrupted me, I almost forgot about another thing I came to see you about."

"What's the matter?" He Jingtong asked curiously while chewing on a rabbit apple.

"Your internship still has to continue. There are still four days left--"

"Huh?!" Qi Xue was so shocked that he almost fell to the ground, "The director hasn't fired us yet?"

"After the lead actor found out that we couldn't be contacted, he immediately suspended filming. The director also agreed, so all filming plans were postponed accordingly. The loss of time is equivalent to a waste of money, but no one intends to ask you to pay for it. They just said that they hope you can continue filming."

Zong Feng gave a brief explanation and then asked He Jingtong: "How do you feel about your recovery? If it's not good, you should take a leave for the rest of your internship."

"What are we interns supposed to film? Su Xu is about to go to the spiritualist court, so is it possible that he can continue filming?" Qi Xueyi didn't understand.

"I've recovered very well. I feel like my body is almost stiff." Although the stay was only two days and one night, He Jingtong didn't like the smell of disinfectant in the hospital.

In addition, his attending physician has not come to check on him until now.

After all, I was still scared by the fact that I couldn't see his hand before.

Zong Feng nodded to He Jingtong and told Qi Xueyi: "As for Su Xu, he definitely can't film anymore, but it's true that you guys still have to film."

"The director plans to let any one of you three play the role of the major general. It doesn't matter if it's a cross-dressing role. The main thing is that you have the temperament of a warrior. In addition, the director has contacted those who participated in the audition before, but they either had other schedules or didn't want to act."

"You know

After the appointment, the one who is replaced may not be well received by the audience, especially since the major general is an eighth-ranked supporting role. "

Qi Xueyi pulled in his stomach, straightened his chest, and put his legs together. He placed his hands on his thighs and said in a particularly righteous tone: "I suggest that this character be deleted directly."

"The director does not accept your suggestion." Zong Feng glared at Qi Xueyi.

"But we said before that we can't act." Jian Zirui looked at Zong Feng in confusion.

"That's a good idea, but I don't know what An Lai said to Lao Cui, and Lao Cui later told me that you still have to complete your internship tasks in the near future and don't go back to the college yet." Zong Feng wondered if other classmates would have opinions about He Jingtong, but after thinking about it, he felt that the possibility was too low.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zong Feng still couldn't figure it out, so he simply gave up trying to figure it out.

"Besides, there's nothing wrong with acting. Just have the crew sign a confidentiality agreement so that your information won't be leaked."

Zong Feng looked at He Jingtong.

"It's too troublesome." He Jingtong shook his head.

His gaze turned to Jian Zirui again.

Jian Zirui immediately waved her hand: "I refuse."

Qi Xueyi even said before Zong Feng turned his head to look at him: "Not only do we suggest that the role of the major general be deleted, we also suggest that the director delete the role of your teacher, the major general."

"If you don't suggest it, don't suggest it."

"But seriously, do you really not want to act?" Zong Feng suddenly became curious about why the three of them were so resistant.

"What I said actually doesn't mean anything." He Jingtong said.

He really doesn't care that the protagonist of this comic is always being watched by three-dimensional people in another world and that he lives and acts in comics, so of course he doesn't care.

"But in fact, even if you are not so easy, I still won't choose you." Zong Feng looked up and down at He Jingtong who still looked like a mummy.

He Jingtong: “…I feel offended.”

"I'm totally not interested. It's a bit difficult for me to do something I don't want to do." Jian Zirui also said.

Then the three of them looked at Qi Xueyi.

"Why are you looking at me?" Qi Xue was furious. "Even if you don't look at me, I won't go there. And I absolutely don't accept hair dye or wigs or anything like that."

"It's not impossible for interstellar people to age prematurely." Zong Feng said, supporting his chin.

"Do you believe that an alien can enter your dream in the middle of the night and blow your brain directly?" Qi Xueyi always felt that he was about to be in trouble.

"Okay, it's just a joke." Zong Feng sighed as he looked at Qi Xueyi's tense expression and said, "The director just asked me to ask you three if you have any ideas."

"If you don't have any, forget it. I'll help you push it later."

Qi Xueyi, however, had an idea to watch the excitement: "But He Jingtong said he didn't care. And isn't that major general a crazy setting? It might be more interesting to have him wear a mask, wrapped in bandages, and sit in a wheelchair?"

"Is this considered diverting bad water to the east?" He Jingtong narrowed his eyes. !