Sesame paste little actors have no freedom!

It was dark and the streets were wrapped in thick fog.In the abandoned alley, only grandparents and bicycles go in and out. Simple light bulbs are hung at the temporary aisle, and the red light of the car taillights flickers in the cold air, as if screaming.

Liang Xing went back after throwing out the trash, and saw a strange man standing in the aisle.The man was wearing a fringed leather jacket that was popular ten years ago, with mid-length hair shawl, sunglasses and a jazz hat.In Liang Xing's mind, this look should be quite classic, at least he has seen similar ones in the training class.It stands to reason that this kind of fashion guy shouldn't appear near his hometown, maybe some internet celebrity came here to pose for a photo.Those "punchers" really like to come to this kind of dilapidated place to play, take a photo and make it look like they are participating in a targeted poverty alleviation project.Liang Xing was not interested, so he turned around and left.

However, the fashion boy over there spotted Liang Xing and grabbed him.

"Would you like to have a drink with me?" The younger brother's voice is very good, and he has practiced it as soon as he hears it.

"No, I have something else to do."

Liang Xing wanted to escape, but before he even landed on the ground with his front legs, he was caught by the man.The man took off his glasses, revealing his full face.Liang Xing felt deja vu, and after thinking about it for a while, he realized—oh, isn't this Qi Yuan, the rival of actor Yin Zhi?Liang Xing never liked Qi Yuan, but the generation he was born in had heard Qi Yuan's popular hits.Qi Yuan's image in the public eye has always been that of a gentle big brother, even if he does rock and roll, he is also light-hearted and inspirational.If it weren't for the scandal between the movie star and Dong Da's boss, Qi Yuan's image in the hearts of the public would always be that kind of gentle and elegant man.However, he died.The real Qi Yuan was deliberately retaliated and turned into a terrible disabled living body. He should have died, and he should have died.Then who was the figure that Liang Xing saw?

It's a phantom.Hackers have hacked his visual system, so everything he sees may not be real.Including relatives.

Thinking of this, Liang Xing blinked and blinked, trying his best to change the mask in panic.In desperation, he made a bet—he bet that the fake Qi Yuan and the hackers behind the scenes would not know his true identity, because he kept his eyes closed when he was talking to his superiors.Tactile perception skips the visual system, and the fake Qi Yuan (the hacker) should only know that he is messing around with a bucket of instant noodles.

"Mr. Qi Yuan? Are you real? Alive? My old swan, I've bumped into the real one!" Liang Xing took out the autograph book in his bag and handed it over.

"I've been dead for ten years, and there are still people who remember me." Qi Yuan took the notebook and began to sign, like a real person.

"Mr. Qi was just joking, my mother was your fan before she was alive, please! Be sure to sign it for me, and I will burn it to her later," Liang Xing said with a foolish smile, "So why did Mr. Qi appear here? I am so terrified! "

"For an alliance."

Qi Yuan took out a mint cigarette from his jacket, and played with it between his slender fingers. The aroma of the tobacco permeated between the two of them. Coupled with Qi Yuan's improper eyes, the atmosphere was very strange.This kind of ambiguity is obviously dangerous, just like the nude women in horror movies.

Liang Xing sensed something was wrong and wanted to escape, but was pulled by Qi Yuan.Qi Yuan intentionally trapped Liang Xing with his body, stretched out his hand, and pushed the little actor who was a few minutes shorter than him against the wall.The concrete wall was rough, and there were residues of a small psoriasis advertisement from ten years ago on it. Liang Xing leaned his head against the wall, staring blankly ahead.

"I know your name, Liang Xing, right?"

"Okay... so amazing..." Liang Xing struggled a few times, but couldn't get away, so he could only respond: "Speaking of which, Mr. Qi Yuan, your personality is very different from the one in the legend. I always thought you were a gentle big brother next door .”

"Gentle brother next door?" He smiled, "It's just a character I showed off during my work, and it doesn't represent me."

"I don't need to retire now?" Liang Xing applauded on his own initiative, "Oh, I understand! Because I retired from the circle, I let myself go, right?"

"You don't understand," Qi Yuan said, "I'm already dead, and of course a dead person doesn't need a character."

He didn't show any pain when he narrated "the dead don't need people to set up".But then, when he continued to describe the death, his eyes fell into hell again-"I died a terrible death."

What else could Liang Xing do, he pretended to be stupid and said, "Are you dead? Are you a ghost? Did I bump into a ghost in broad daylight?"

Qi Yuan approached Liang Xing: "My body is dead, but my consciousness is still there. The consciousness has been made into a visual virus, so I can appear in front of you."

Liang Xing only felt that Qi Yuan's shadow was getting heavier and heavier, that man suppressed him, and he couldn't fight back.

"Then what do you want to do?"

"Revenge, you can help me avenge."

Qi Yuan's eyes were piercing, making Liang Xing frown.Perhaps it was because Liang Xing saw the afterimage of his real relative Yuan's death from the appearance of the phantom body of the ghost virus, that kind of tragedy made him tremble instinctively—it could only be, just, sympathetic trembling.He knows that everything here is not real, including emotion and death.So he can do nothing but keep as calm as possible for his own purposes.

"But I'm just a little actor." That's all.

Hearing this, Qi Yuan lifted Liang Xing's jaw, and looked at this little villain who was good at disguising with empty eyes.He smiled and invited in an imperative tone: "Join us."

"What?" Before Liang Xing could react, Qi Yuan grabbed his wrist firmly.He couldn't break free, not only because of the suppression of hallucinations, but also because of the paralysis of nerves.

"Now, I'm going to take you to drink." As he spoke, Qi Yuan's irises began to shrink, and a black line protruded from his pupils, inserting into Liang Xing's eyes like a hunter.

At this moment, Liang Xing felt a chill, which seemed to be panic. His eyes were locked by the black thread of the phantom, and his nerves were soaked in hallucinations, gradually numb.

Liang Xing woke up and found himself in a bar.

There are no windows here, so you can't see day or night.There are old and young people around, and those people are wearing fluorescent clothes, rebellious and fashionable.Liang Xing was about to stand up when he was pushed down by a man.

"Good morning, classmate Xiaoliang."

The voice is too recognizable, it can only be that crazy singer Qi Yuan.

"I was kidnapped?" Liang Xing said in a daze, "So, what is this place?"

"Electronic Phantom Bar, our territory." Qi Yuan waved his hand, and his allies (other weird people in the bar) gathered over.Among them, a female high school student with bloody scars on her face handed Liang Xing a business card.That vcard contains all the truth about this wondrous space.

-Welcome to "Electronic Illusions", chances are you're already dead, and you probably aren't.Dead in most cases, well, maybe alive in exceptional cases.After all, this is the "paradise of the dead".Since you are invited to be a member of us, sir/madam, you should also be clear about the origin and purpose of our organization.A hacker named douniwan233 established this illusory space. He collected "samples" on the spiritual network, and after data duplication and processing, he made a very distinctive artificial intelligence personality.What you see is not real, just a profile of a "real soul".But artificial intelligence is very smart, and in recent years they have made our bars better and better, and they have attracted new blood.Dear ones, you are blessed to be one of us, and in this way, your physical existence is irrelevant, because you have become - electronic ghost.

"No, the little card hasn't been updated yet." Qi Yuan snatched the card from Liang Xing's hand, put his arms around his arms and said, "That's right, you are not dead yet, we are going to develop you into our non-staff member, so we can There is no need to attack human society with virus invasion methods."

Liang Xing chewed his teeth, and rolled his eyes: "So, you are really not Qi Yuan himself, but just a copy of Qi Yuan's personality. The real Qi Yuan is dead, but you are still living in the form of data. In the Bo space. In other words, this is not a real bar, but what you let me see—a visual illusion.”

"Indeed." Qi Yuan poured Liang Xing a glass of whiskey, and the two sat on the bar to start negotiating.

Liang Xing said: "I have a few questions: first, who is the artificial intelligence created by the hackers? Second, how did the hackers get the spiritual information of singer Qi Yuan? Third, what do you want to do? Fourth, what do you want to do?" What do you want me to do?"

Qi Yuan took a sip of wine, and his face was stained red by the wine: "First, the first generation didn't want to talk to outsiders. Second, the first generation hacked into part of Dong's database, and found me who was crippled. He copied and uploaded created me (the me you see now) with my personality information, and called the police based on humanitarianism. Later, my real body died because it could not survive, but I (spiritual copy) was still alive, and I was eager to report to Dong Take revenge on their entertainment company. Third, as I have already said, I want to seek revenge from the Dong family, destroy their company, and destroy the entertainment empire they built. Fourth..." He laughed drunkenly, hazy His eyes seemed to be flirting, "Electronic ghosts can't intervene in the real space, we can manipulate public data, but we can't break through the entertainment company's internal LAN security system, so we can't get the exact information about those scumbags who killed them. But you can, Liang Xing, as long as you become their core member, you can get information and help me kill the guy who made me into that disgusting look."

"Stop," Liang Xing stood up and moved away from Qi Yuan, "I'm sorry, I'm Yin Zhi's fan, but he still follows the company."

"Get out," Qi Yuan almost choked on the wine, "Yin Zhi is worse than me now, do you know how we fell to the altar? It's all because of getting into the bed of old Dong, he can be better than me Where to go."

"Do you know where he is? What else do you know? Tell me and listen?"

"Heh." Qi Yuan picked up the wine glass, his black eyeliner changed tone in the golden whiskey, his appearance was psychedelic, the corner of his mouth raised and he whispered softly, "How much do you think I know? Xing id: 14201207, is this information enough to explode?"

Liang Xing subconsciously bit the flesh inside his lips, and sucked while blinking. His teeth were pressed against the inside of his mouth, but he smiled calmly on the outside.The pain caused by the exchange of lips and tongue dispelled the tension at the moment. After a while, he asked: "Do you know that your virus killed... innocent people? Why did you kill them?"

"In order to attract attention, I thought that death would attract attention, but in the end, the rumors were all suppressed, and it was not our suppressed rumors. There are Brain Budi and Rhythm Masters in the circle to adjust public opinion."

"Then have you thought about those innocents? They don't deserve to be sacrificed."

"I don't care, I have reasons for not caring." Qi Yuan said with a smile, a drop of wine leaked from the corner of his mouth, and was immediately licked away by his tongue.

With his hands behind his back, Liang Xing deliberately pinched the slit between his nails and his flesh. He looked down at the psychedelic carpet under his feet, and at the frivolous ghost Qi Yuan.

He couldn't help it anymore, he was addicted to mobile phones, and habitually took out his mobile phone to look at it.Of course, there is no signal in the electronic fantasy, but he can, can see offline information.He habitually opened Weibo and saw a previous post - "Hey, I'm going to eat vegetable salad and lemonade to lose weight again tonight, I'm going to throw up."

Acid rush.

If human flesh is wet garbage and spy communicators are harmful garbage, what about souls?What kind of garbage are those electronic ghosts who are cruelly persecuted and persecuted others?

How could he talk as the acid in his stomach swelled even more and nearly burned his throat?What can he say?

He looked at the time, the inorganic numbers on the smartphone screen, and turned to the contact column to see Renxing's phone number.Then immediately turn off the screen.

Never trust your eyes, because his eyes were tossed deeply by the virus.But you can believe in yourself, Liang Xing himself - his dream is to become a superstar!Then clean up this bunch of villains.

A little sesame paste actor doesn't have the right to choose the script, he has to play a role he doesn't like, do things he doesn't like, even if it's an alliance with an enemy.

Liang Xing let out a breath slowly, and bit his lower lip for a "nourishing".All personal emotions have been spit out, and he has a new look, and he has become that innocent little actor again.

He leaned over and sat next to Qi Yuan and said, "It's really nothing to care about. I also hope to destroy their company. The premise is that you can provide me with real help."