The Infinitely Fusion of Everyday World

"Angel trumpet..." Qu Ning muttered in a low voice after opening his eyes. He turned his head to look at the four-person group rehearsing "Romeo and Juliet", thinking about the fragment he just recalled:

"Fourth Brother, Fourth Brother, you're back just in time, come and take a look at this!" Feeling a gust of cold wind coming from outside, the third brother turned around and saw Qu Ning coming back, and greeted him hurriedly.

Qu Ning, who had just returned from club work, looked at the excited third brother and said weakly, "No, no, I just finished the event and now I just want to lie down and don't want to do anything."

Qu Ning collapsed on the hammock and pulled the quilt over himself. Qu Ning's dormitory was a four-person room with two layers of beds, the top layer was the bed, and the bottom layer was a study table and wardrobe. Since Qu Ning thought it was too troublesome to get on and off the bed, he bought a hammock and installed it underneath.

"Haha, it's your club." The third brother laughed and showed a gloating expression.

When Qu Ning first entered university, he thought that every student had to join a club, so he picked out this alternative club with very simple publicity and boasting of easy work from a bunch of clubs that advertised how rich their daily activities were and how long their history was.

The work of the club was to check dormitories, which was exactly what Qu Ning wanted when he was a freshman. The work was quite easy, requiring only a random check every two weeks, and it was a school-level organization, which added a lot of points. Therefore, even after Qu Ning knew that he could not join the club, he did not quit.

As a result, in the second semester of my sophomore year, the teachers in charge of the organization were replaced. The new official took office with three major changes. First, the task of spot-checking two or three dormitory buildings once every two weeks was changed to three times every two weeks. The dormitory buildings to be checked were completely random. It was possible that after checking the West Campus, a group of people would run to the East Campus to check another building. Therefore, every week, hundreds of people would be seen running back and forth on campus, like evildoers going to war. Qu Ning's Xianyu organization became a little famous for a while.

"But do you really not want to see Mio-chan and Ritsu-tei's attributes swapped?"

"Yeah, I want to see it..." Qu Ning said casually. After all, after being tired and lying in bed with the air conditioner on in winter, Qu Ning was really a little lazy and could not help but feel sleepy.

"Oh, forget it. You look so tired. I might as well tell you first and send you a clip later. You can watch it whenever you want." The third brother looked at Qu Ning, who was already sleepy, and began to explain the plot unwillingly.

"This story begins with the school festival at Sakura High School..."

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"So, for these daily shows, whenever there's a school festival, if there's a show, nine and a half times out of ten they're Romeo and Juliet or a new version of a Japanese folk tale."

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"This one from K-ON! is quite interesting, after all, the attributes of the two protagonists are swapped. The usually timid Mio becomes the aggressive Luo Mio, and the usually masculine Ritsu becomes the weak Zhu Luye..."

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"There are some tragic ones, such as the 'Mystery of the Devil' that I recommended to you before, in which Romeo and her nemesis 'Angel Trumpet' both died just like the plot. Of course, there are also some funny ones, such as..."

Recalling the past, Qu Ning's emotions finally calmed down. The embarrassment of failing to act cool, the fear of being pointed at by a gun, and the nervousness of being surrounded by girls all disappeared at this moment. All that was left was the peaceful beauty after recalling the past, and a little pain.

"I'm really not the protagonist. After three days, I'm still immersed in the memories of the past, affected by the emotions generated by the memories..." Qu Ning smiled bitterly, looking at the ceiling with slightly empty eyes without focus.

After a long time, Qu Ning shook his head and began to try to analyze the identity of Angel Trumpet in order to forget the emotions caused by the memories.

"Well, so Angel Trumpet died just like the plot." Qu Ning flipped through the adapted script he got from his teacher. "Well, it's not much different from the original plot. At least everyone who died originally is still dead."

"The ones who died are Romeo, played by Senzu; Juliet, played by Kiritani Tsukasa; Romeo's friend Mercutio, played by Toukaku; Juliet's cousin Tybalt, played by Ichinose Haru; and Count Paris, played by Ying."

"Then first of all, we can rule out Ikutame Chizuki. Although there is a possibility that the thief is crying "stop thief" to lower the vigilance of others, since the third brother said it's not the same person, then we don't have to worry about it; then Tousakaku and Ichinose Haru can also be ruled out, after all, they both seem to have survived to the end." Qu Ning thought casually, gradually getting out of his previous emotions, "Then it can only be Ying and Kiritani Tsukasa, no, Kenmochi is also a possibility. He is so devoted to the stage play, it is not impossible that he will withdraw someone and do it himself..."

"No, no, you can't think like that. If you think like that, anyone can be replaced. Just keep your doubts for now and focus on Ying and Kiritani."

"And this is anime. If we want to pursue artistry, then it would be..."

Qu Ning couldn't help but turn his head to look at Tong Gu Ju and Qian Zu who were acting together.

"Well, never mind. Let's just ask Chizuki-san what information he knows and compare the two."

Thinking of this, Qu Ning sent a message to Qianzu. It must be said that this phone is worthy of being specially made by the Star Academy for the black class. The default keyboard of Qu Ning's phone is Chinese, and it also has a built-in translation function. After typing a sentence in Chinese and pressing the small translation button next to it, the corresponding Japanese text will appear. The level is very high, at least in Qu Ning's opinion, it is at least two streets better than the translation software he used before.

Based on Qu Ning's experience over the past two days, he feels that the world's technological level is roughly the same as that of China about 10 years ago. Although smartphones have appeared, phones with built-in keyboards still dominate the market.

However, the level of technology in the Star Academy is much higher, and some things are even far beyond what Qu Ning saw before he traveled through time. Some high-tech conveniences are also first supplied here, and this mobile phone with fancy functions is one of them. Although it is still a bit messy and the configuration is not so good, it is not much different from the smart phone that Qu Ning saw before he traveled through time.

Qu Ning changed to a side-lying position, and watched Qianzu, who had applied for a rest, read the message on his mobile phone, glanced at him, and then raised half of his arm and waved his hand twice, then quickly dropped it.

"You know Angel Trumpet?"

"I'm interested in what Zou Feng said. I want to ask you about the information you know." After Qu Ning replied, he suddenly remembered the "Dong Zhi Dong" clan, so he sent another message to Zou Feng, "What is Dong Tujiao's "Dong Zhi Dong" clan?"

"What are you doing searching for Angel's trumpet?" was Qianzu's reply.

"Actually, I'm a detective. Exploring this kind of thing is a pleasure for me." Qu Ning said casually.

"detective?"

Seeing this simple reply, Qu Ning thought of the many stupid things he had just done. His face turned red and he replied stubbornly, "Of course, in my country I am known as someone who is no less than Sherlock Holmes. If you don't believe me, I can tell you a few cases."

Having watched several episodes of Conan, Qu Ning is still confident and tells some more reliable stories.

The history of this world is not much different from the world where Qu Ning lives. In terms of literature, Qu Ning roughly confirmed it. At least there should be no problem with literary works from a hundred years ago, but some anime novels and literature within 20 to 30 years are completely different. At least Qu Ning has searched for more than a dozen works that he has seen or heard, but none of them exist. But it seems that there are some substitutes that are made with a slight difference. For anime, such as "K-ON!", Qu Ning found a work translated as "Light Music Band". The content is about four or five high school students who want to form a symphony orchestra but can only do some light music due to insufficient number of people. It is not very popular. After all, the plot has never been close to the main line, and there is only eating, drinking and having fun. And based on the "One Piece" that Qu Ning has a little knowledge of, he also found a work translated as "Star Pirate King" that is not much more famous than "Light Music Band". The story on the sea has become a story in the universe, the physical battle has become a mecha battle, and the devil fruit has become a demon core that looks almost the same and can be integrated into the mecha.

"If you don't want to tell me, forget it, but I can still give you the information."

Qu Ning breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Qianzu's reply. Fortunately, she didn't continue to worry about the detective matter.

"I am increasingly curious about why the chairman asked you to get involved in this matter. You have never been involved in the assassin world before."

Zou Niu's reply also came, and Qu Ning's embarrassment turned into confusion.

Unfortunately, before Qu Ning could reply, his thoughts were interrupted because Jian Chi got angry: "How long are you going to rest? The school anniversary is in five days! Your performance is still a mess! Keep going!!"

Qianzu smiled apologetically at Jianchi and waved at Qu Ning. Zou Niang said something to Jianchi with a smile, completely ignoring Qu Ning, as if the previous conversation did not exist at all.

Looking at the people who had started to rehearse the script again, Qu Ning knew that he couldn't interrupt them for the time being, so he simply lay down and fell asleep.