Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

Lian Qingyang took a rough look at the script that was sent to him. He was going to interview for a supporting role that was completely opposite to his last role, a sharp-tongued lawyer who was calm but a little crazy.

Although he is a supporting role, he has quite a few lines because he loves to complain. If this kind of role is really given to a newcomer to play, it would be very difficult. However, for Lian Qingyang, it is not a big deal.

So on the day of the interview, the director couldn't help but smile with satisfaction when he saw that Lian Qingyang, a newcomer, was so talented.

He was not satisfied with several people who had auditioned for this role before, and reluctantly chose a relatively good one. Before he notified that person, a friend he knew pushed the role to him as a newcomer he had just signed. He didn't have much hope, but the newcomer acted as if he were the lawyer himself.

A few days after Lian Qingyang returned home, he received a notice to join the crew, asking him to pack his luggage and check into a hotel near the crew the next day. His agent came over specifically to tell him some things to pay attention to and told him that an assistant would be arranged for him when he arrived at the hotel tomorrow.

Sang Xiuchen was sitting on the sofa in the living room, his mind not on the mobile phone he was fiddling with. He raised his hand to brush his hair back, threw the phone on the sofa with a little annoyance, and listened carefully to the movement in the bedroom.

A few minutes later, there was no sign of the two coming out, so he picked up his phone and looked for the hotel Lian Qingyang was going to, and decisively booked a room for half a month. The crew's filming location did not leave Lincheng, but it would take more than an hour to drive there. Lian Qingyang should go with the crew's car, and Sang Xiuchen planned to drive closely behind him.

He hadn't told Lian Qingyang about this. Even though he knew he'd be able to see him soon, when Lian Qingyang was about to leave, Sang Xiuchen still felt reluctant to let him go. Lian Qingyang patted his shoulder and said, "It's okay. My filming schedule is quite early. I'll be back in about a month. If you're bored, you can call me at night."

Sang Xiuchen lowered his head, put his hands behind his back, and resisted the urge to hug Lian Qingyang in his arms. He urged him, "Hurry up and leave. We're running out of time."

Lian Qingyang looked at him carefully, said goodbye to him, and got on the car that his agent had helped arrange to go to the meeting point.

After Lian Qingyang left, Sang Xiuchen looked up, turned around, went upstairs to his room, pulled the suitcase that had been prepared in his bedroom, ran to the car, put the suitcase away, drove and navigated to his destination.

He knew which floor Lian Qingyang was on before he booked the room, so he bought a room on the floor above him and parked his car in a friend's garage who lived nearby. When he took a taxi to the hotel, the crew had not arrived yet.

Sang Xiuchen entered the room and placed his computer on the table first. As a model worker, he had to be both romantic and career-oriented, otherwise he would have no money to support his wife.

After half an hour of doing nothing, Lian Qingyang called and told Sang Xiuchen that he had arrived at the hotel room and would have lunch with everyone at noon today. The filming would start after the opening ceremony in the afternoon. This drama has been delayed for a while and it may be busy in the early stage, so he may not be able to answer Sang Xiuchen's call during this period. Sang Xiuchen expressed his understanding.

Before Lian Qingyang could say anything more, he had to go off to do something else. Sang Xiuchen looked at the hung-up call and sighed slowly. It wasn't until the phone screen automatically turned off that he suddenly said, "I should be Qingyang's assistant. Oh, why didn't I think of that?"

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When Sanxiuchen started the live broadcast that afternoon, everyone noticed the change in the background.

[: Luochen isn't home right now? The background looks like a hotel.]

[: Is Luochen on a business trip? Are there any team-building activities for up-loaders on the website recently?]

【: Going on a trip, I guess. They didn't forget to live stream it for us. So touching】

What are you going to play today? The creator of a previous game has released a new horror game.

Sang Xiuchen clicked on the app he wanted to play, glanced at the comments, and replied, "I'm definitely not at home, but I'm not traveling or on business, for other reasons. Today we're playing a horror game with a Chinese style plot. There won't be many puzzles, just pure scares. Who's the author? What's the update?"

【：The one that scared you so much when we were playing it before, and you said you would always remember the author】

[: He should be going to see a friend. This hotel seems to be local to Lincheng.]

[: You can stay at a friend's house when you visit them, but why is Chen Gou staying at a hotel?]

[: The new one is really fun, let’s arrange it for the next live broadcast]

"Everyone, stop guessing and start playing games. Is the new one as scary as the last one? I'll make some arrangements and we'll play it later."

By the time Sanxiuchen finished his immersive game, it was already dark. He leaned back in his chair, breathed a sigh of relief, and gave an objective assessment of the game: "The gameplay is relatively old-fashioned, mainly story-based, but with a lot of horror elements. When I played the demo before, I liked some of the scary aspects. This full version is even better, the plot is smooth and complete, and the ending isn't a complete mess. It's still playable. I heard there's more than one ending, so everyone should give it a try."

"Okay, this live broadcast ends here. Thank you all for the gifts. Let's go eat. I'm ready to eat too. See you tomorrow." Before he turned off the live broadcast, the phone on the table rang. Seeing the name on it, Sang Xiuchen's hand, which was originally on the mouse, instantly picked up the phone and clicked the connection.

"I just finished the live broadcast. Have you eaten yet? I'll eat in a minute. I haven't ordered yet. I've eaten everywhere around here and don't know what to eat. Okay, good, you go and get busy first. Okay, bye." Sang Xiuchen hung up the phone, the smile on his face still lingering. He looked up and saw his own face on the screen that was still open, "..."

【：I didn’t turn off the live broadcast, why did you start answering the phone? 】

[: I was so excited that I forgot about it. I was like a young boy who just fell in love.]

【：She was laughing so hard that I felt like I was in love, so I closed my eyes for a while ==】

[: Are you on the phone with Qingyang? Qingyang doesn't post updates, I don't know what he's doing now]

[: They must be filming. I saw the filming crew entering the hotel today, and Qing Yang was also there.]

[: Sisters above, take a look at this hotel where Chen Gou is! ! ]

【：I think I know something extraordinary...】

【: Listening to this, Chen Gou couldn't have followed here secretly, right?】

【: We can't be separated at all, right? Really, I see right through you】

Sang Xiuchen looked at the barrage of comments and his guesses were getting more and more accurate. His face returned to seriousness and his hand pressed the mouse button: "Okay, stop guessing. See you tomorrow. Bye bye." The live broadcast room was closed as soon as he finished speaking. Sang Xiuchen touched his flat stomach, got up and went out of the room to find food.