spokesperson for heaven

In the elegantly decorated banquet hall, a lively birthday dinner is being held.

This normally bright and quiet place is now filled with the sounds of ghosts and monsters. The waiter standing at the door curled his lips while listening to the rock music and screams inside.They have seen countless banquets held in the Lan'an clubhouse: there are handsome pianists playing on the stage, cups are pushed and exchanged under the stage, there are intertwined toasts, and every whisper is full of collisions of human and drama... that kind of occasion It should be luxurious and elegant, fascinating...

Where have I seen the guy who came here to play disco!

The waiter glanced in through the crack of the door, the hall was dimly lit, and the fancy colored ball lights hung down high, facing the sound of rock and roll music, the colored lights also changed accordingly, radiant and dynamic for a while, For a moment, the dim light floated, and the shadows were faint...

At this time, the door of the hall suddenly opened, and a group of people came out in a single file.

The waiter quickly straightened his body, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the few people who came out, and found that they were all celebrities who could be named.

It's not unusual to say that there are celebrities coming and going in this place, but a group of celebrities leaving a banquet that seems to be disco dance can't help but make people a little curious.

Among the stars, someone said, "Is this the end? Are we just going to perform a show?"

A friend next to him reminded him in a low voice: "This is Jia Yuanxun's private birthday party, so it would be nice if we could get acquainted."

"It's really weird that this kind of party is held in this place."

"Say a few words less."

At the end of the group, there were also two people talking in low voices.

"Lin Jing hasn't come out yet, why don't we wait for him?"

"Mr. Jia doesn't like uninterested people to disturb him. If Lin Jing doesn't come out now, he's either being punished or attracted by others. Let's leave it alone."

"Did someone fall in love with it?" The speaker slowly glanced back, with unwillingness in his eyes.

"Xiaoyou, what are you looking at, let's go."

In the banquet hall, a rock music just ended.

At this moment, a loud voice suddenly appeared: "Damn, what kind of shit, the gift prepared by spending money, his surname Jia won't even look at it, and if this continues, he won't even be able to say a word. Why did I come here!"

The air was suddenly quiet.

The loud voice realized that the music had stopped at this moment, and Jia Yuanxun heard all his words, "Jia, Young Master Jia..."

Among a group of trendy-dressed men and women, stood a tall and thin young man. This young man was wearing an ankle-length silver laser trench coat, and somehow he threw it behind him. He looked majestic and eccentric , so that he is extremely shining and stands out from the crowd.

This person is the host of this birthday party, Jia Yuanxun, the top rich second generation in Huaguo.

He looked over, snorted, and asked with one corner of his mouth curled up, "Who is this idiot?"

The young man with a loud voice quickly nodded and bowed his head and said: "My humble Wang Xu, an unknown person, started a small company by himself. I offended you just now. I hope Mr. Jia will forgive you if your words are inappropriate, haha..."

"Hah, your grandpa," Jia Yuanxun poured a glass of wine onto the ground in front of Wang Xu, "He's a good person who can't speak, so he's pretending to be aggressive with me."

Wang Xu: "This..."

Looking at the sweat on his forehead, Jia Yuanxun sneered and said, "You want to strike up a conversation, don't you spend your money to give gifts? Somebody, find out his gift for me, and we'll open it up and verify it. If you find that you haven't Put down the money, I will let you pay the money now. Ha Ma criticizes you for disrespect, and scolds me for being a dog..."

"I'll make amends to you..." Wang Xu wiped his sweat.

The gift box was quickly placed in front of everyone. After opening it, Jia Yuanxun's eyes lit up when he saw what was inside.

The gift from this person turned out to be an exquisite replica gun.

Jia Yuanxun likes to play with guns and goes to the shooting range several times a month. He especially likes antique revolvers with exquisite appearance, but this is a little-known hobby.

He picked up the double-barreled revolver and praised it: "It's beautiful."

Wang Xu hurriedly said: "Jia Shao, this is a specially customized imitation firearm. Not only does it look good, but the shooting feel perfectly simulates the feel of a real gun. Look at the workmanship of this bullet, is it exactly the same as the real one?"

"Come on, you've passed the test," Jia Yuanxun squinted at him, "How powerful is it?"

"This..." Wang Xu said awkwardly, "It's still okay to play with a balloon."

"Cut." Jia Yuanxun sneered, stripped six bullets from the tube, and put them into the magazine one by one, "Go get some balloons."

He raised his gun, squinted his eyes, and gestured a few times towards the hall.

Lin Jing happened to come out of the locker room at this time, and unfortunately, he entered his field of vision.

"Then who?" Jia Yuanxun put down his gun, his expression worried, "Isn't that a starlet? Didn't I tell those actors to leave early?"

The atmosphere was quiet again, and everyone's eyes were on Lin Jing, but the person concerned didn't feel normal, and walked towards the door on his own.

"Hey, are you deaf? Didn't you hear Young Master Jia call you?" Someone shouted at him.

Lin Jing didn't realize it.

As everyone knows, he is still trapped in chaotic thoughts and memories at this moment, and he is not yet fully awake.

He never dreamed that such a thing as time travel and rebirth would happen to him!

Everyone in the banquet hall was looking at him, but no one knew that the soul in this body was different from what it was a quarter of an hour ago.

A quarter of an hour ago, the 22-year-old vase star Lin Jing died in that small dressing room, and was replaced by another him who traveled from a parallel world—another Lin Jing who had a completely different life experience from the original owner.

It wasn't until someone patted his shoulder hard that he came to his senses, quickly got rid of the trance, and returned to his sanity.

"Uninterested brat." A loud voice mocked him.

Lin Jing turned around and saw an indescribable scene in the hall: a group of young men and women in different clothes were all looking at him, either showing mockery or shaking their heads in sympathy.This group of people surrounded the tall and thin young man in the middle. The young man was wearing a sparkling silver windbreaker. The laser fabric reflected strange and distorted patterns with his movements. From a distance, he looked like a broken light stick.

The light stick spoke with contempt: "Didn't I tell you actors to leave after the performance? Why, ignore my rules?"

It is well known that Jia Yuanxun hates entertainment stars because his father was seduced by the female star Xiaosan and his biological mother was killed by Xiaosan.

Lin Jing's face was really good, Jia Yuanxun remembered it when he saw it, and immediately recognized him as the star of the show just now.

Looking through the original owner's memory, Lin Jing smiled when he learned of his situation, "I'm sorry, I'm leaving right now. I just felt unwell and took a rest for a while, so I didn't mean to disturb Young Master Jia."

"Hey, if you say no, you don't? You can come and go as you want?" Jia Yuanxun didn't intend to let him go.

Lin Jing's face remained unchanged, with a decent smile still on his face, he picked up the wine glass next to him and said, "It's my fault, I'll apologize to you, do you think this is appropriate?"

"No, nochampagne," the other party put up an index finger and shook it pretentiously, and took a bottle of foreign wine, "vodka."

Lin Jing simply said: "Okay." After saying that, he walked forward.

Just about to take the bottle of wine, Jia Yuanxun said again: "Ten bottles."

"..."

Lin Jing shook his head and laughed, "Young Master Jia, ten bottles of vodka will kill you."

"I know, do you want to drink?"

To everyone's surprise, Lin Jing didn't find a reason to refuse, nor did he bite the bullet and drink, but said bluntly: "I don't drink."

Jia Yuanxun narrowed his eyes, "It seems that you really look down on me and refuse to apologize properly."

Lin Jing: "Young Master Jia, ten bottles of vodka will kill you."

He tried to reason with the other party.

Jia Yuanxun panicked: I know I can't drink ten bottles!Who the hell told you to really drink ten bottles? If you want an attitude, why don't you just give in? How the hell did this EQ survive in the entertainment industry?

The situation seemed to be in Jia Yuanxun's hands, but the smile on the opposite person was so steady.Jia Yuanxun felt that this guy was too arrogant, and he couldn't swallow his breath no matter what.

At this moment, Wang Xu suddenly interjected: "Young Master Jia, drinking two drinks is nothing, why don't you let him make a target for you to test the gun, so that you can shoot comfortably, hahaha."

His voice fell, and everyone around laughed.

"You can make Jia Shao shoot comfortably, that's your blessing."

"I thought of an interesting way to play," Wang Xu said again, "how about drawing circles on his forehead, left chest, and...hehe, on his lower head, each hit is worth a bottle of wine..."

Jia Yuanxun snorted when he heard this, but didn't speak.

"Hurry up and get your pen?" Wang Xu called out hastily.

It was only then that Lin Jing noticed the revolver. He looked at the gun, and then at Wang Xu, who was instigated by the words, and his expression finally changed.

Seeing his face change, Jia Yuanxun thought he was finally scared, and his heart was about to burst out of anger, and he said happily: "It's just a few shots from a fake gun. You're so frightened, bring him here."

Wang Xu was not usually flattering. Hearing this, he rushed forward and snatched the job.

"Wait." Lin Jing grabbed his wrist.

"What the hell are you doing! Don't be awkward, it hurts!"

"I can't accompany you on this matter. I'm sorry. Let me go." He let go and watched Wang Xu stagger and fall to the ground. Just as he was about to get up, he stepped on his stomach again and walked quickly past him towards the door. go.

"Fuck, you little bastard!" Wang Xu was almost stepped on by him, clutching his stomach and cursing, "Young Master Jia, this man is so rampant, you can't let him go!"

Lin Jing didn't care about the consequences of leaving willfully. He just wanted to get out of here quickly.

Just now, while seeing the gun, he also saw another scene——

The black lacquered gun barrel was ready to go, with a "bang", the bullet was ejected, and the little white dog in the distance fell down in response, blood gushed out like a fountain, and instantly merged into a pool of blood.

The same revolver was held by Wang Xu and turned around.

The picture ended, and a cruel and mocking smile on the young man's face was frozen.

Why did this picture appear?Why is he the only one who can see it while others are indifferent?What did Wang Xu want to do by giving Jia Yuanxun this gun?

In an instant, countless thoughts ran through Lin Jing's mind, but there was only one thing that could be confirmed: this revolver is a real gun!

He must get out of this muddy water quickly.