Absolute Persona [Unlimited]

The small bar on the second floor of the lounge is very clean.

There is no deafening background music, only a low-pitched saxophone hidden in the sound of ice cubes colliding with wine glasses.

There was no one around the booth, the two men sat facing each other, their eyes fell on the fluffy tissues on the table, neither of them spoke.

Jiang Jian picked up the cup and took a sip of water, carefully observing Zhong Xun's micro-expression from the corner of his eye.

The tails of slightly raised eyes were quietly raised, and there was a faint smile in the past, but now there was no trace of it.His pupils were deep and silent, staring at the napkin without knowing what he was thinking.

He put down the glass, moved his throat lightly, and swallowed the ice water.

When he put forward this proposal, he presupposed two possible reactions of Zhong Xun: agree and reject, each with a probability of 50.00%.

Considering that Zhong Xun is more passive than him in this personality setting, coupled with emotional and psychological concerns, even though the arrangement of this sick program has never considered their feelings, as the party who received the notification unilaterally, He also hopes to give Zhong Xun the utmost respect through such formal negotiations.

This is his way of showing friendship to Zhong Xun.

If he needs to maintain his own ranking and achieve a personality fit according to the rules, such a win-win proposal will undoubtedly be exactly what he wants.

But Zhong Xun may not agree because of a win-win situation.

Based on the understanding of him in the past few days, he, like himself, is not someone who will be led by the nose easily.

What's more, what the rules are to Zhong Xun is still a matter of doubt.

Put your hands on the paper towel and gently flatten the wrinkled napkin.

Jiang Jian moved her eyelashes and looked at Zhong Xun motionlessly.

I only heard him chuckle lightly and said, "That's a good word."

"……thanks."

Jiang Jian took a look at the crooked and ugly handwriting that she deliberately wrote, and for a moment she didn't know whether Zhong Xun was deliberately mocking, or sincerely praising Zhong Xun with his eyes open.

Zhong Xun held the napkin in his hand and looked at him: "It's a good idea. Tell me, what is your appeal?"

"Keep a distance and avoid physical contact. Others... I can cooperate." Jiang Jian thought for a while and said, "But I have the initiative in this matter. If I don't grasp the scale and scale properly, it may offend you, so your appeal is only right. most important."

Zhong Xun has someone he cares about and likes, so he should be more cautious and caring than himself.

Although this judgment has no basis.

Zhong Xun heard what he meant, smiled half-smile, and looked at him curiously: "You are not afraid, I offended you in the end? After all, I am also a person who can use whatever means for ranking."

Putting this before, Jiang Jian might still believe it.

But now there are three points of doubt.

A man who risked everything to push him out of the blaster and jump out of a helicopter is a far cry from the word "any means".

"It doesn't matter what kind of person you are." Jiang Jian said calmly, "To be honest...it's hard for me to experience the feeling of being 'offended'. So, don't get in the way."

He Minzhi said that his perception of emotions and emotions cannot be restored to the same level as ordinary people overnight.

It's one thing to learn and observe other people's emotions, but quite another to be self-aware.

For him, emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy are more often just indicators.

When he can't feel his heart, all his judgments can only be based on physiological reactions.Heart rate, breathing state, nausea and vomiting... Even though he is much more enlightened than before, he still can't correspond every emotion with his physical state one by one.

"Is your temper so good?" Zhong Xun muttered, leaning over to ask, "To be honest, have you ever been in love?"

"No." Jiang Jian shook her head honestly.

"Is there anyone you like?"

"No."

"Huh? Isn't it the one who became your first friend before me?"

Jiang Jian frowned slightly: "What are you talking about? It's just a colleague and friend. I learned a lot from him. He is a very important friend and someone I want to thank very much. But as for liking... forget it."

His expression was calm, his voice became clearer, and his voice gradually became softer when he spoke.

Even his adoptive father, who had been with him for more than 20 years, did not dare to give him an affirmative answer easily.

The family relationship is still unclear, let alone other people.

After all, he is not qualified to talk about "like" and "love".

Even the identification of emotions and feelings is difficult, let alone express freely.Every emotional word is too extravagant for him.

Seeing Jiang Jian, Zhong Xun became inexplicably depressed, thinking that he had accidentally stepped on a minefield of single dogs.

My heart said, who is not a single dog anymore, but you are weak?

He raised his eyebrows: "In this case, how do you play a variety show couple well? Do you read your lines with a sullen face?"

In Qingluan Village, Jiang Jian was caught off guard by the showman's tricks, which cast a shadow over him.

"Actually, I don't know very well."

Jiang Jian paused.Among He Minzhi's collections, only Psychology of Love was left in a corner. Apart from the drawbridge effect, he also had a little impression of SVR theory.

He looked at Zhong Xun and said sincerely: "You have experience, you can guide me."

Zhong Xun: "...I don't, why should I?"

How did he have experience?

His secret love came to this poor place before it blossomed, okay?Mr. Jiang Jian, who is as real as an ice cube, probably doesn't even know whether he is dead or alive.

"I think you should distinguish between a variety show couple and a couple." Zhong Xun tapped his fingertips on the table and said to Jiang Jian, "A couple is a two-way relationship established by two people based on love. A variety show couple is built on Relationships for purposes other than personal affection, including but not limited to publicity."

"Is there still a need for hype and publicity for this kind of program that dies at any time?"

"..."

Just a good question for Nima.

"It depends on the taste of the audience." Zhong Xun glanced at the expressionless Jiang Jian, "Even if the show itself has no demand, it is also the demand of the audience? Whether it is superficially intimate, or acting ambiguously for others to see, in the final analysis It’s just to satisfy some people’s fantasy.”

Jiang Jian nodded lightly, and sighed, "How do you know so well?"

Zhong Xun: "..."

No matter how sincerely Jiang Jian asked, coupled with his calm gaze, there was a hint of sarcasm.

As if to say: Hey, you still understand?

"The guests are not only amateurs, but also a lot of celebrity guests. We have talked to you before. You don't have to worry too much. The ambiguous interaction does not necessarily require physical contact. Listen to them, sometimes you can receive a 10-minute-long chat after looking at each other for ten seconds. shout."

"what is it call?"

"I'm excited, I think I have witnessed the true love in the world."

Zhong Xun still remembers that the star just finished sharing with him the experience of running CP with his teammates in the group, and died under the betrayal of his teammates the next day.

Even the cold winds of the Badlands could not blow away his dying howls.

I don't know if those who have ever really liked them know that "true love in the world" is so terrifying and cruel.

"The business of on-screen couples is to make others take it seriously." Zhong Xun recalled the star's words before his death, "not to take it seriously."

"It can be added to the rules as a reminder."

Jiang Jian pointed to the napkin and pushed the ballpoint pen to Zhong Xun.

"You wait."

Zhong Xun held down the pen, pushed it back to Jiang Jian, and raised his hand to gesture towards the bar, and soon a waiter came over.

"Hello, sir."

"Do you have a lighter?"

"Yes." The waiter handed him a delicate lighter from his pocket, "If you want to smoke, please go through the door over there. There is a smoking area behind."

"Need not."

Zhong Xun flicked his thumb lightly, and the flame jumped out.

He shook the napkin with Jiang Jian's writing on it in his hand, and lit a corner of it.

"Thanks." He returned the lighter to the waiter, and after he left, he turned to Jiang Jian and said, "I will draft an electronic version of the code and send it to your device another day. If it is written on paper, it is not safe. risk of leakage."

Jiang Jian nodded and put away the ballpoint pen.

When he put it in his pocket, the tip of the pen rubbed against his tiger's mouth abruptly. He looked down and suddenly thought of the note that appeared in the windbreaker.

Not only the danger of leakage, but also the possibility of counterfeiting.

Everyone hides behind the characters, and everything the eyes see may be lies and false appearances.

The tongue of fire swallowed the paper towels, and when it reached Zhong Xun's fingertips, he let go, and all of them fell into his wine glass.

The residue ash stuck to the sides of the glass and the ice and stopped floating.

Jiang Jian's eyes followed the flame all the time, lighting up for a moment, then dimming for a moment.

The flame died down in the cup, Zhong Xun knocked on the cup, and asked: "Speaking of which, human-made rules are certainly rules, but the premise of following them is that they can indeed make people surrender and be trustworthy. Ignore them on the day of the test." Regarding your record, you who are about to jump out of the window, are you a person who easily compromises?"

"Did you misunderstand me?" Jiang Jian looked up at Zhong Xun, "If you want to fool the rules, you must first fool yourself, right?"

Zhong Xun's fingertips paused slightly, and then the corners of his mouth curled up.

Just as he was about to say something, a message popped up from his wristband, and the man's expression instantly became serious.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Jian looked at him.

"I have something to do." Zhong Xun got up and picked up the dirty water glass, "If there are no other questions, I'll leave first."

"Actually, there are, but it may not be clear for a while, so you go ahead." Jiang Jian also got up and walked out with him, "What did you want to say just now?"

"Huh?" Zhong Xun was stunned for a moment, then understood what he meant, smiled and said, "It's nothing. It's just that many people maintain the show in the studio after the show is over in order not to let other people know their personalities. The state of the country. I think, if you need, we can also adapt in advance."

Zhong Xun put the cup on the bar, ignored the bartender's resentful eyes, and turned to look at him before leaving.

"Actually, I don't have any other requirements, just don't open your mouth and keep your mouth shut, my dear, it's scary."

"..."

The elevator descended from the 50th floor to the 10th floor. With a "ding", the door opened. Just as Jiang Jian was about to step out, he saw Ah Song standing outside with his trouser legs dragging and his cuffs pulled.

"..."

After sneaking away and being caught, the boy showed obvious embarrassment on his face.

When the two looked at each other quietly, the elevator door slowly closed.

"Hey! Brother Jian, wait a minute!"

Song Zhihui blocked the elevator door with one hand, and covered his head to get inside.

After standing still, he glanced at Jiang Jian from the corner of his eye, and carefully tugged at him for fear of being scolded: "Why are you in a daze?"

Jiang Jian blinked and regained consciousness.

Looking down at the boy: "Am I scary?"

"...If you are scary, there will be nothing scary in this world, okay?" Song Zhihui looked him up and down, "Who says you are scary?"

"Zhong Xun."

"I'll go to his uncle, who is the scariest, don't you have any idea?"

Song Zhihui clutched the back of his neck.

Zhong Xun grabbed him by the collar and picked him up with an unforgettable feeling. Hearing this name, he reflexively wanted to curl up.

"No...he thinks you're scary? Can he still be scared?"

"I also want to know."

"Then you will scare him more in the future!" Song Zhifan stretched his neck, and his confidence gradually recovered, "It's not something ordinary people can do to scare Zhong Xun!"

"..."

To scare him more, do you want him to call dear twice more?

He is fine, but what if Zhong Xun yells and refuses to cooperate?

Jiang Jian looked at the child quietly, and felt that she had asked the wrong person, so she turned her head and looked at the motionless elevator: "What floor?"

"I'm going to the 60th floor!"

Jiang Jian pressed the button and was about to leave, but she was worried about this little boy, so she simply stood in the elevator: "Didn't he ask you to stay in the room obediently?"

After Song Zhi came back, he changed his disguise as Ah Song and raised his eyebrows: "He told me to be good, and I will be good. He is not my father. Besides, brother Jian, look at the clothes he gave me, the size They're too big to fit, so I'll have to buy two."

"Shopping is not in..." Jiang Jian looked at the sign in the elevator room, "The shopping center is on the 30th floor."

"After I died in the show, the points will be cleared. If I don't have the points to exchange for currency, I can't even buy clothes if I sell them." Song Zhifan curled his lips, "The 60th to 79th floors are the game area, win in the game area You can get extra points rewards for shopping."

The young man held back for a long time in Qingluan Village, but no one spoke or understood.At this moment, he finally opened up the conversation box, and told Jiang Jian what he had seen and heard like pouring beans into a bamboo tube.

Jiang Jian is also really an excellent listener, and his beautiful eyes always make people want to say a few more words to him.

He didn't interrupt or interrupt, and silently re-established his understanding of this huge studio center in his heart.

This towering studio center building is like a closed world.

On the ground floor there are accommodation and dining areas, between the two areas there is a shopping mall with up to three floors, and on the upper level there are work areas and game areas.

Among them, the busiest floor in the working area is the public rest hall for the guests, but its traffic is still inferior to the game area.

Most people only have two places to go after a show.

Either relax in the apartment, or let the fun begin in the games area.

All the way Song Zhihui whispered, and didn't shut up until the elevator stopped on the 60th floor.

Jiang Jian glanced down at her wristband terminal, feeling that she would be unemployed after taking up the job at No. 099.

Since he entered the show, he has learned almost all the rules and unspoken rules from other people, and he has not given his own exclusive Mr. Recorder any room to play.

"There are all types of games here, such as computer games, real-person games, board games, and real-life mobile games. There is nothing you can't think of. Some people will gamble, and some will seek stability. Of course, the rate of return is different. Same. The rainbow colors on the door indicate the difficulty, the closer to the red the easier it is, the closer to the purple the harder."

Song Zhihui passed one door after another, and stopped in front of a blue door.

Jiang Jian glanced at the scrolling screen next to the door: "Simulate stock trading?"

Song Zhihui raised his wristband device and swiped it on the screen: "High risk, high yield, the higher the yield, the more rewards. Wait, Brother Jian, wait until I win back an apartment of Zhong Xun's size, come out Let's move."

"..." The corners of Jiang Jian's mouth twitched, and he straightened the boy's loose collar, "Go, be careful not to lose all your pants, and let him pick you up later."

Song Zhihui pushed the door open and went in. As soon as the light on the screen at the door came on, the word "full staff" jumped out.

Jiang Jian swiped the wristband in a similar manner, and two options also popped up on the screen.

The [Join] option on the left turns gray.

The [Watch] option on the right is shining.

He clicked on Watch, and found Song Zhihui's profile picture among the participants.

In terms of operation, it looks like it can do a job with ease.

Jiang Jian took a cursory look around, evaluated Song Zhihui's level among several people, felt relieved, narrowed down the viewing interface to the background, and walked around the game area with great interest.

The game area has nearly twenty floors, and each floor is extremely dazzling.There are games of different difficulty on each floor, and there are no rules to follow.From the red door, there may be a purple door next to it.

There is also an open communication area at each corner. The space is small, surrounded by several couches, and crowded with people.

Someone lost so poorly that they squatted on the sofa and cried, "If it weren't for the bad luck this time, I would definitely win! What show do you participate in? Aren't these games delicious? If it weren't for some games that require a ranking in the show as a game entry ticket , I will not participate in those programs!"

"One thing to say, I think shows are better than games, especially when there are beautiful girls among the guests."

"If you lose the game, you won't die. Who knows if you can come back after going to a show."

"That's right. I think the rewards for exchanging game points are also very impressive. I heard that someone exchanged game points for an extended opportunity to enter the show."

"I also heard people say that Zhong Xun went to the barren land and survived, which is also the result of the exchange."

Hearing Zhong Xun's name, Jiang Jian paused, leaning against the wall and pricking up his ears.

Unexpectedly, other people avoided the word "Zhong Xun", and immediately someone changed the topic and began to exchange game strategies and experiences.

Jiang Jian turned and left silently with a sullen face.

The only difference is the 79th floor, the highest floor within the game area.

There aren't any colored doors.

It was replaced by a black cloth curtain, and the door curtain was hanging down, not covering it tightly, and it was faintly visible that there were crowds of people inside, and the voices of people were buzzing.

It's a bit like an auction scene, but it's a bit more street-like than a serious auction.

The guests stand in the middle and preside over the hammer-down in person.

"Mr. Changji, where is this?"

He pressed the wristband device, and the voice of No. 099 came faintly: "Information Trading Center, you can exchange game points for information, or exchange information for information. Every night at midnight, applications for the next day's booth are open. The specific information is on the 60th floor. You can view it on the bulletin board in the game area."

Jiang Jian tilted his head and thought about it. Song Zhihui was telling him about his heroic deeds in the game area when he passed the bulletin board.

Just as he was about to move forward, he lifted a curtain, and suddenly saw someone lift the black curtain, and Shi Shiran walked out.

The long black dress was dragged on the ground, the collarbone was looming, and the emerald earrings hung on the side of the neck, looking forward and looking.

Golden eyes fell on Jiang Jian, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Jiang Jian frowned, he had seen this person before.

When he rushed from the apartment to the lounge after the test, she was the one who pushed open the heavy door, passed by, and gave him a size-up look.

Unexpectedly, the tall woman did not leave, but walked straight towards him, and stretched out her hand to Jiang Jian: "Meet you again."

A scent of perfume hits the face.

Jiang Jian shook her head and put her hands behind her back: "Sorry, it's inconvenient."

The woman was stunned, then withdrew her hand, with kindness in her eyes: "Then... is it convenient to get to know each other? I'm Wensidei."

"Jiang Jian."

"I know you, I'm also on site for the test." Winsted's voice was clear, "Is it going well this time, have you eaten yet? I'm treating you."

Jiang Jian shook her head: "Sorry, there are other companions. I'll wait for him to come out of the game."

The woman smiled and said softly, "That's okay, I can wait too. What floor is your companion on? Let's go down and wait for him."

He seemed to be asking for advice, but actually pushed Jiang Jian to the elevator without any explanation.

Jiang Jian's spirit was tense, and in order to avoid physical contact with strangers, she walked a little faster.

After standing in the elevator, he sighed: "Don't be so nervous."

Wen Sidai looked back, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes: "What?"

"I saw it when you came out and lifted the curtain." His eyes were calm, "Even if you don't push me out, I won't go in."

On the top of the shiny head under the light, the familiar bald head is in the middle of the room where the woman came out.

It's Hao Gang.

"Is he selling information about me?" Jiang Jian asked.

He realized it the moment he saw Hao Gang at that moment, so he quickly understood Wensidei's slightly reckless behavior.

"I got the bid." Winsted glanced at him and smiled meaningfully, "He said that you are very strong, and even the number one in this show will be under your command."

"There's nothing wrong with that either."

Zhong Xun was in the state of watching a drama from beginning to end.Rather than listening to his command, it is better to say that it is letting go.It's just that Jiang Jian doesn't understand why such information is necessary for trading.

"So? So what, so what?"

Wen Sidai took a step forward and hugged Jiang Jian's ear.

In a dark room, a few faint lights hit the wall.

Zhong Xun stood in the darkness, hugging the wall against the wall, looking at the light spots on the wall.The beam of light flickered twice, moving quickly on the wall, dazzled, and soon formed a line of words.

——After coming back this time, you seem to be a lot more courageous?

Zhong Xun sneered, but said nothing.

The light beam went out for a moment, then started to flicker again.

——I heard that you used that authority this time.

"No matter how leading Fanxing Group and Yunhan Technology are in the industry, it is impossible to have that kind of technology." Zhong Xun said in a deep voice, "Time and space are misplaced, isn't it? I just let Qin Yun and Ren Fanxing raise the group in the laboratory People, go back to where they should go."

— Locking them up with me means going back to where they should be?

Zhong Xun smiled: "Are you blaming me? If it weren't for my authority, there would be so many permissions, and there would be no need to bother."

——Unfortunately, now you don't even have that permission.

Zhong Xun's expression froze, his eyes were like torches: "What do you mean?"

——Nine o'clock is already past, you look at the ranking. No.1 can’t even keep it, how can I give you the authority again?

"No. 001!" Zhong Xun unlocked the wristband device with his fingerprint, and a system prompt popped up immediately.

The voice of No. 001 was weak: "The ranking has been announced. The guest Zhong Xun's ranking has dropped to No.9. The record number will be changed to No. 009 immediately."

50th floor, public lounge.

Jiang Jian stood at the outermost edge of the crowd, looking up at the giant screen hanging from the ceiling, the scrolling rankings quickly jumped back from the last to the first page.

No. 099 number is still No. 099.

His ranking remained unchanged.

However, the original Zhong Xun No.1 was replaced by another name.

No.1, Winsted (original number 003)

He turned his head and looked at the woman in a long skirt who was leaning against the wall not far away. She held a wine glass and saluted him from the air.

What she said to him when the two were in the elevator echoed in her ears——

"You haven't read the new ranking yet. Since he is the one who can pull Zhong Xun off the throne, I would rather be an ally than an enemy with him."

The author has something to say:

Jiang Jian: I'm sorry, it was my character design that pulled him down, not me.

Zhong Xun: Don’t think that being number one will have Mr. Jiang.

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