Cannon Fodder Beauty Can't Escape [Transmigration Book]

Meng Qinghan suddenly felt that the system was also a budget-conscious dog, and that it didn't make any effort to control Jiang Mi, which was really the best choice of the year.

She no longer cares about how this girl went to graduate school, she is more curious... Does the high school here really need to pass the exam?

But after changing clothes, she saw herself and Zhong Yisheng in the mirror, and she forgot Jiang Mi, who was good at bringing episodes.

Zhong Yisheng's dress is a trendy pleated and large-diameter skirt. The design of the upper body is simple and neat. The designer is straightforward. There is only one theme that he wants to express-sexy.

Her hair was pulled into a simple bun, her makeup was clean and sophisticated, and it couldn't be more suitable for this dress.But I always feel like something is missing.

Meng Qinghan stared at her in the mirror for a long time, and finally understood what was missing.

She had a mole on the side of Zhong Yisheng's nose.

This outfit and makeup look a bit like a black swan. Zhong Yisheng's eyelashes are as dense as a cut-out dovetail, and there is no need to make any changes. After this mole is put on, it adds a touch of sharpness to the bridge of her nose, making her temperament more cold .

Meng Qinghan suddenly thought, "If I don't work in the entertainment industry in the future, I can still work as a makeup artist and earn some money to subsidize my family."

Zhong Yisheng: "..."

The two went downstairs, Zhong vaguely still sat on the sofa and sulked.

Special Assistant Sun was about to rummage through a document, and finally the emperor paid off the workers. The boss came and she was liberated.

Who can understand the feeling of staying with a precocious and childish little girl, she even finds it more difficult than going out to sell manhole covers.

Zhong vaguely looked at the two with a sullen face.

Like a primary school student who was robbed of a red scarf.

Meng Qinghan didn't understand, and asked Zhong Yisheng: "Is she going too?"

Before Zhong Yisheng answered, Zhong stood up vaguely, and flashed to her, "Where are you going?"

Meng Qinghan said, "Go back and do your homework."

Zhong faintly frowned: "Today is your birthday?!"

Meng Qinghan was puzzled: "On my birthday, all the children in the city have the benefit of being exempted from doing homework?"

"..." Zhong was vaguely speechless: "That's not true."

Meng Qinghan said: "That's it."

Zhong Yin was vaguely annoyed by her, turned around and complained to Zhong Yisheng: "Cousin, where are you going? Aren't you going to have a birthday party here this year?"

Could it be that last year ended with smashing the cake, so PTSD?

Zhong Yisheng said softly, "Let's go to Zhisheng's press conference."

Zhong faintly complained: "I still work on my birthday."

She took out a card from her bag and handed it to Meng Qinghan.

Meng Qinghan raised her eyebrows, took it over and looked at it, "Is it the one from last time?"

"..." Zhong vaguely said: "This money is for you, you and my cousin have a good birthday today."

Meng Qinghan clicked her tongue and returned the card: "Thank you cousin for the three melons and two dates, I won't accept it, you can buy candy and eat."

Zhong faintly: "..."

She blushed and went to see Zhong Yisheng.

Zhong Yisheng's expression was solemn: "Hazy, we have business tonight."

Zhong faintly feared her from the bottom of his heart, stood resentfully for a while, then gave Meng Qinghan a sneaky look, and ran out the door.

Zhisheng's press conference was held on the first floor of the Twin Towers.

Very few people can come here.

This building is as mysterious as the company Zhisheng Technology. No one knows what their industry is or who they have cooperated with. Despite this, everyone silently acknowledged the company's status in City A.

Because they are really proud.

Just for the layout of this press conference, a rough estimate... tens of millions, and the food is all first-class.

And what they call the new product launch... No one knows what this new product refers to.

A group of invited people just came here in a daze.

Everyone else was guessing Zhisheng's purpose this time, while Meng Qinghan and Zhong Yisheng sat quietly aside.

They are not curious about what Zhisheng's new product is, anyway, it must not endanger them.

Meng Qinghan needs to find some truth from here.

Why did this company look for Jiang Mi? She didn't think they were interested in Jiang Mi's ability, not to mention Meng Qinghan was mentioned during the interview, maybe their goal was Meng Qinghan from the beginning to the end.

Coupled with the crazy harassment during this period, Meng Qinghan's curiosity was completely attracted.

Maybe what she has forgotten can be found here.

Such a strange place... Could it have something to do with the system?

She has already guessed in the direction of metaphysics, but there is no sign that the press conference is about to start.

Everyone could wait quietly and seriously before, but when their patience always ran out, now everyone felt that there was nothing to worry about and started chatting.

Meng Qinghan was about to talk to Zhong Yisheng when a person quietly appeared beside her.

Startled slightly, she took a look.

It's a hostess.

The waiter showed a standard eight-toothed smile and said, "Miss Meng, our boss would like to invite you to catch up with us."

Meng Qinghan turned her head, and Zhong Yisheng nodded immediately after receiving her gaze.

Meng Qinghan got up, "Then I'll go for a while."

Zhong Yisheng hummed.

She couldn't bear it on the face, as if Meng Qinghan would suffer a lot if she went here, there was a strong sadness in her pale pupils.

Meng Qinghan patted her on the shoulder, sighed inaudibly, and followed the waiter upstairs.

She must know what happened in the past.

The grandfather who made the puppet said that she had been to Shexi more than ten years ago, but she had no memory of it.

If she really met Zhong Yisheng in Shexi, what happened between them?

The waiter said that Zhisheng's boss invited her to catch up.

So have they met before?

What is the connection between this place and the plot system?

A bunch of questions came to mind, and her heart couldn't help but feel heavy.

The spiral staircase is dizzying, and the whole building is reflecting light, which is even more dazzling in incandescent light.

Meng Qinghan was led to the last room on the third floor.

It doesn't look like an office design, but rather a scientific research laboratory style, full of confidentiality everywhere.

The waiter nodded slightly, "That's right here, please come in, Ms. Meng."

After speaking, she stood still, like a robot.

Meng Qinghan frowned, looked at the closed door in front of her, suppressed the anxiety in her heart, and reached out to touch the doorknob.

The moment the coldness seeped into her palm, she pushed the door open forcefully.

The lights inside were not turned on, only a huge screen hung on the wall, emitting a faint blue light.

She squinted slightly.

At this time, a damp voice sounded, "Please come in."

It took Meng Qinghan a little effort to see who was speaking.

a woman.

Following the light emitted from the screen, Meng Qinghan saw the silhouette of a woman.

She was wearing a long skirt, leaning on a chair, with long hair and an indifferent expression.

Meng Qinghan frowned and walked in slowly.

The door closed automatically behind her.

It's very hot here, no wonder the woman in front of me is only wearing a suspender dress.

Meng Qinghan couldn't tell if she was more nervous or more curious.

Her intuition told her that there was truth here.

The woman pushed a chair over, raised her eyelids arrogantly, "Sit down."

Only then did Meng Qinghan realize that her eyes were very dark, like thick ink on white paper.

She thanked her and sat down.

The woman said: "I thought you would let Zhong Donglin go because of his imminent death, but I didn't expect to force him to investigate the cause of Meng Ke's death."

Seeing her for the first time, Meng Qinghan felt that this woman was very mysterious.

Mystery can make people curious, so she is not disgusted with the arrogant attitude of women.

But her condemning words exposed Meng Qinghan's true nature.

She smiled contemptuously and said: "Although I don't know who you are yet, I only have one word. The temple is empty, and the Bodhisattva is in the world. You are so kind, you can bring him here to be a filial piety. I didn't stop you."

"..." The woman was so choked that she had nothing to say, and finally said after a long time, "My name is Nan Zhuo."

Meng Qinghan thought to herself, it's okay to be called Bei Zhuo, anyway, people are like this, it's really not pleasing to the eye.

To actually speak for Zhong Donglin, he is either stupid or scum, what can she be expected to tell her?

Nan Zhuo's eyebrows twitched wildly.

Why has this person still behaved like this after several years?nothing changed?

If you say something you don't like to hear, you will throw your face away.

Really satisfied.

She said: "Okay, let's not talk about Zhong Donglin, let me show you a video."

Meng Qinghan hummed perfunctorily, and looked up at the screen.

In the next second, a familiar yet unfamiliar figure appeared on the screen.

Meng Qinghan's disgusted eyes immediately became serious, and she couldn't help sitting up straight.

She was almost dumbfounded.

This is a river, it is raining heavily, and the river is running fast.

The rain fell like a thread, and the water seemed to be boiling with blood, and white foam came out.

And the girl standing by the river is herself.

Meng Qinghan didn't know why she was so sure.

The girl's shoes were covered in mud, her face was pale, and she stared blankly at the river.

At this point, a monologue appeared on the screen:

I will give you the grandest and most silent confession, and give myself the broadest and most solid grave.I need to declare death in the most violent way possible.

Meng Qinghan's whole body was stiff, staring at the girl on the screen.

She knew that this was definitely not an ordinary projector that could display inner monologues... Either it was the system itself, or it was an advanced monitoring machine.

She thought of what the puppet grandfather said.

She went to Shexi more than ten years ago, and he saw her running past his shop in the rain, that should be this night.

So she ran out to... jump into the river?

If so, what happened that night?

The guessing in her heart did not stop, nor did the pictures on the screen.

Girl jumps into the river.

She shouldn't be able to swim, her body instinctively fluctuated, trying to grab something to relieve the fear that her breathing would stop.

Across the screen, Meng Qinghan felt the same way as her, and was almost out of breath for a moment.

Water covered her brows and eyes.

She was about to be swept away by the current.

The heavy rain that night washed away the bridge ahead.

Just when life and death were in danger, Meng Qinghan saw a figure jumping down after him.

At this time, an important message popped up on the screen: [The main bonded character has changed//The plot is collapsing//The heroine role cannot be activated//The main bonded character Meng Qinghan died//]

Meng Qinghan: "..."

She was stunned for a while, but after the video on the screen paused, she suddenly had a thought, "I won't reload the file, will I?"

Nan Zhuo sneered, "Didn't you know that after seeing the bullet screen before, this system can't go back and start again, otherwise there is no need to control the character to regulate the plot."

Meng Qinghan listened to her quietly.

Nan Zhuo said: "Your 15-year-old is the plot of this article. The heroine will meet Zhong Yisheng and 'Meng Qinghan' in Shexi. These two main fettered characters will make the heroine's role start, and the next step will be the highlight Shuangwen wrote the script, but after I took Zhong Yueming to Shexi that night, the system told me that one of the main characters... died."

Meng Qinghan pointed at herself in shock: "Me?"

Nan Zhuo: "No."

Meng Qinghan was dumbfounded: "Sound? Impossible!"

Nan Zhuo: "Of course it's not her."

Meng Qinghan didn't understand: "Who is that?"

Nan Zhuo's complexion sank, "It's the... BUG that is criss-crossing this world right now."

Meng Qinghan: "BUG?"

Nan Zhuo glanced at her, and then a string of incomprehensible codes appeared on the screen. After a cursory look, he could find many functions and symbols that he hadn't seen before.

An electromagnetic voice sounded: [Hello Ma'am, I still want to defend myself in the end, it was silence that abducted me! 】

[It was silence that abducted me! 】

【I'm very sorry! 】

【You will be me, but you are not me. 】

【wish you a happy life! 】

[Please accept my protection. 】

The electromagnetic voice kept repeating these few words.

Meng Qinghan felt an electric current spread from the top of her head to her feet.

There was dizziness in front of my eyes, and some fragmentary fragments flashed.

Nan Zhuo ignored her reaction, and said to himself: "You jumped into the river that night, 'Meng Qinghan' followed you all the way from your house, and she saved you. When I arrived, you were lying by the river, 'Meng Qinghan' ' It's gone. The system announced her death. I don't know if she was washed away after saving you, or committed suicide after saving you. This will always be a secret."

Meng Qinghan's head throbbed, and suddenly remembered a picture, the person who jumped into the water dragged her up from behind, stepped on the stones piled up at the bottom, her hair was wet, and she was very strong.

Can only remember so much.

They should have... landed.

Whether he died because of saving her, or committed suicide after saving her, Meng Qinghan himself didn't know.

Nan Zhuo said: "You are really an accident. During the first version of the system's closed beta, there was no heroine who knew the affairs of the Zhong family, and Zhong Yisheng was just a three-line female supporting role, and there was no picture, so this character was not included in the system. It is backed up in the system. But this is the real world in the book, and the plot that is not backed up by the system will also develop."

She shifted her position and folded her hands on her knees.

"In the initial setting, the heroine met with two important characters because of Qin Yuan's death.

Qin Yuan left an inheritance to Zhong Yisheng, and Zhong Donglin brought Zhong Yueming to Shexi, just in time to meet Meng Ke who came to find old acquaintances, and Meng Ke also brought "Meng Qinghan" with him, so the story of the three of them began.

In the original book, this paragraph is really explained in only three lines. 'Meng Qinghan' likes Zhong Yueming, and Zhong Yisheng likes 'Meng Qinghan'. As you can imagine, Zhong Yisheng is very hurt, so she refuses to return to City A.That money will also fall into Zhong Yueming's hands due to various reasons later. "

Meng Qinghan stroked the plot, and seemed to understand: "I am not 'Meng Qinghan', Meng Ke is not my father, I am... a passerby?"

Nan Zhuo nodded: "That's the advantage of talking to smart people."

She said: "The system thinks it is a high-dimensional consciousness, and thinks it can control everything in the book, but when the book is no longer a line, when the characters in the book are all alive, everything is different. These characters have They have lost their lives, and they have self-awareness. I never expected that the first character to deviate from the original work is the heroine Zhong Yueming."

Meng Qinghan was startled.

Nan Zhuo said: "In the original book, she would feel ashamed because her mother was a mistress. When Zhong Donglin beat her mother, she would help Zhong Donglin. She felt that such a woman who harmed other families deserved to die."

Meng Qinghan: "..."

What kind of character design is this written by ghosts and snake gods.

Nan Zhuo: "But she didn't hate her mother like it was written in the book, but felt sorry for her mother. She felt that her mother was trafficked at her own age, and she had no chance to study or develop independent thinking. She tried her best to give her mother freedom, so she took her mother and fled Zhong Donglin, and the two of them started wandering."

"Later her mother fell ill, and her first reaction was not to seek help, but to die with her mother."

Nan Zhuo looked in a trance: "I didn't expect her to be like this, so I went to her on the night she wanted to commit suicide, told her the truth of the world, and took her to Shexi."

Meng Qinghan said: "So the plot was biased from the beginning, because Zhong Yueming, who was supposed to go to Shexi with Zhong Donglin... was taken there by you."

Nan Zhuo lazily lifted his hair, and said: "It's more than that, Zhong Yisheng, who was supposed to fall in love with Meng Qinghan at first sight, is already devoted to you. The most important thing is that the fettered character 'Meng Qinghan' who can activate the role of the heroine is dead. There is no way for this story to begin.”

Meng Qinghan: "...But the story is still here."

Nan Zhuo said: "Because, you performed a role swap with her. The system changed the settings, and you became 'Meng Qinghan'."

Meng Qinghan won't be too shocked by the fact that the system with constant operations can do all kinds of disgusting things, but now she urgently wants to ask one thing.

"Do you know the sound?"

Nan Zhuo nodded.

Talk it out.

"After the body of 'Meng Qinghan' was salvaged by the villagers downstream the next day, your classmates mistook it for you, because you and 'Meng Qinghan' looked alike."

"The news quickly spread to the school, and Zhong Yisheng also knew about it." Nan Zhuo said.

Meng Qinghan frowned: "But I'm still alive."

Nan Zhuo said: "This is the troublesome part, you are alive. You have not gone back after waking up from the river, because you have experienced some things... You wanted to die, but you were rescued. Humans are always afraid of death , there are always countless worries, and you are no exception. You owed 'Meng Qinghan' one life. At that time, you thought you were carrying another life on your body, so you went to the police station early the next morning and surrendered. .”

Meng Qinghan said: "So, I have been in prison?"

Nan Zhuo shook his head: "Of course not."

She called up that video.

The young Meng Qinghan saw her mother's body after returning home.

Many people have only two imaginations about the way of death, one is death of old age, and the other is death of disease.

But there are people in this world who are beaten to death.

It's a bright morning.

Sunlight streamed in through the old windows, and she stood in the doorway, her mother's blood dripping on the uneven brick floor.

The man is playing with the doll.

He said: "This thing is still obedient." It was made by my father from a doll shop, exactly the same as when my mother was young.But this is all heard from others, Meng Qinghan didn't know it, because the day she met her mother, her mother was already a middle-aged woman.

Looking at the simulated doll in the man's arms, Meng Qinghan realized that everyone is born with an irreparable regret.No one can see their mother's youth.

She stood still at the door without saying a word.

In fact, she had no idea about being beaten to death.

For a second, she was really angry and sad, but then there was a sense of powerlessness.

She wants to help her mother up.

But when she came to the front, the man blocked her, looked at her fixedly, and said in a cold voice: "You'd better behave yourself and wait for Mr. Meng to take you back."

Take it back and become a domesticated slave.

Open and aboveboard trafficking.

Meng Qinghan's lips moved, but she didn't say anything after all, she is not a talkative person.

Still bent over to carry mother.

Turning the corpse over, he saw two bloody eye sockets, but he didn't know if the eyeballs were still there.

The man put the doll aside, got up and hit her.

"Fucking father told you not to touch you, are you deaf? If you dare to say this, I will pull out your tongue and smash your teeth!"

You can hardly imagine that there are such barbaric people in modern society.

It's even harder to imagine that someone could kill another.

It is even more difficult to imagine that the perpetrator is not afraid of things being revealed.

Could it be that some unknown force is helping him complete this massacre together?

It's... silence!

Yes, it is silence.

Just silence.

Neighbors knew that the man beat his wife in the middle of the night, but no one came forward to help.

Meng Qinghan was very impressed, once her mother was ready to escape, she just waited for the man to climb over the wall and escape when he was out.

But there was a surprise visit from a neighbor who had met several times, followed by several men and women, who all advised my mother to be patient:

"As a woman, you have no source of income, how can your children go to school?"

"You are a woman and you have no place to live. Who cares about you when you run out? The child begs for food with you?"

"You are a woman..."

"You are a woman..."

"You are a woman..."

"You are a woman..."

People don't realize that the midday sun was quickly covered by clouds that day.

As if a woman is not eligible to flee.

They told their mother that the man was just ignorant for a while, and when he came back and talked about it, the two of them could still live together.

They clearly knew that the man bought their mother from the traffickers, and they knew that they could help their mother escape when the man was not around.

but.

Their arrival delayed the time, and the man returned.

People choose to be silent when they hear the voice of violence,

People choose to stop when they smell fleeing.

that's it.

A woman died on a bright morning,

The bloated body was riddled with scars.

The pose of death is so unsightly.

Meng Qinghan was hit a few times, it should be painful, but she didn't feel any.

The man picked up the simulation doll again, and said wistfully, "You really should have seen her when she was young, she was so beautiful back then."

Meng Qinghan still couldn't believe it when she went out, unexpectedly!it turns out!He didn't even bother to kill someone.

He was so daring, he actually thought that no one would call the police, he actually thought... This is not a crime!

He killed a man!

Meng Qinghan staggered to the Internet cafe, she asked herself, is she dazzled?

Is this thing real?

Is that mother's body?

yes?

Paid for two hours and fell asleep on the keyboard.

When Jiang Xueci and Zhong Yisheng came, she just woke up and reposted an article, of course, it was only because the article was written in bold and large characters, "If you don't repost, you are not Chinese".

Jiang Xueci asked her what happened to her face, and she said it was accidentally knocked.

After chatting casually for a few words, she left the Internet cafe.

The sun disappears and a rough wind blows.

She bought an old-fashioned sickle, took off the long, hard blade, wrapped a rag around the end, and tried it out in her hand.

It's easy to kill a person.

Don't live well.

But before the action begins, she needs to say goodbye to one person.

After seven o'clock, it was already dark.

She stuffed the developed photos into her sleeves and stood under the street lamp to feed the mosquitoes.

After Zhong Yisheng came out, they walked that distance together, and she gave her the photo.

She told her goodbye.

Zhong Yisheng said, see you tomorrow.

But Meng Qinghan knew that it was impossible for them to see each other again.

When I got home, the room was pitch black except for a small lamp on the bedside in the north room.

She slowly let the knife out from her cuff, the blade was so sharp it cut her arm, but she didn't realize it.

A man was lying on the kang, dressed very formally.

Mother's body was gone.

The man seemed to be asleep. The light from the small table lamp was too dim. She couldn't see the man's face clearly, but she knew it was him.

In fact, she is not very courageous, but because she has a mother to protect at home and friends to protect outside, she has no choice but to become a pillar.

That man knew that she was timid, and he was sure that she would not dare to tell others about her mother's death.

But this time, Meng Qinghan doesn't plan to be a coward!

The torrential rain had begun, with lightning and thunder.

Her forehead was covered with sweat, and her palms were already wet.

Take a deep breath.

She walked into the house slowly, approached the bed lightly, and pointed the knife at the man's heart!

The moment the knife stabbed in, her eyes turned white and her legs trembled.

Without even seeing the blood, she ran out frantically.

When she ran out of the yard, she seemed to hear a loud bang from the cabinet.

This made her even more frightened, so she quickened her pace and ran to the river through the muddy water. Because the thunder was so loud, she didn't realize that there was a person behind her.

Meng Qinghan said: "So, I killed that man? Then why, I didn't go to jail?"

She unconsciously tensed up.

Nan Zhuo looked at her with a look of pity, "You didn't go to jail because you didn't kill anyone."

Meng Qinghan: "Even if he didn't kill him, there was an attempted murder." That man didn't die?

Even if she can't remember all of it now, the content in the video is enough to make her empathize. Whether it's the person involved or the bystander, this man makes her teeth itch with hatred.

Nan Zhuo sympathized with her very much.

The man not only ordered the doll of his wife when she was young, but also ordered his own.

It wasn't him who was in bed that night, but a puppet.

He carried his wife's body to the field to bury it that night.He is confident that as long as the body is buried far enough, no one will find it.

As for the family, heh, he has always locked his wife at home, even if she never shows up, no one will be suspicious.

Poor girl, she didn't know from the beginning to the end that she stabbed a doll.

She almost lost her life for it.

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