The last big boss is going to dominate the entertainment industry

by sasucchi0123

The last big boss is going to dominate the entertainment industry

2. Chapter 2

16 - 30

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2024-06-08 Author: Butter Cheese

Chapter 16 Looking for People (asking for recommendation votes)
Qin Jue stayed in Shencheng for one more night, and the next day the replacement ID card was mailed to the hotel. The delivery drone was a product of Qinyi Technology's subsidiary Qinyi Logistics. It is divided into three models: small, medium and large according to different attributes such as load-bearing and speed. Each drone is equipped with a safe-level transport box, built-in artificial intelligence, equipped with cameras, alarm security systems and Polaris positioning systems. During long-distance transportation, it also knows how to fly to the supply station to recharge itself, and before the delivery is about to arrive, it will send text messages to users, pop up application prompts, etc., and send it to the express cabinet or sign in person according to the user's needs.

Once the transport drone was launched a few years ago, it swept the logistics market within half a year with its ultra-high security, confidentiality and convenience, and even caused a group of low-level couriers to face unemployment crisis. Soon after, it launched a part-time takeaway delivery business. The transport box has its own insulation or refrigeration to ensure the original flavor of the food as much as possible, and it is never ambiguous in wind and rain. Qinyi Technology has completely established a good reputation among the grassroots people, and has achieved the implementation of technology in life, with convenience and benefit of the people as its primary purpose, becoming a new role model for a generation of technology companies.

Qin Jue felt very close to the drone. She touched the Qinyi Technology logo on the side of the drone, smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Thank you for your concern! Qinyi Technology serves the people!"

The drone replied in a female voice with a slightly electronic texture, "If you are satisfied with my service, please give me a five-star rating on the Qinyi Logistics App!"

"Good." Qin Jue lowered his head and gave a thumbs-up. He held the page in front of the drone's camera and said, "Look."

"Thank you for your praise! Small Transport Princess No. 2431 is full of work motivation again! I wish you a safe and happy life, and see you next time!"

Qin Jue waved to it and watched the drone fly away.

"Mom is awesome!" Mori Ran drew a thumbs-up pattern on the screen.

Qin Jue nodded in agreement.

After praising her partner in her heart, she took out her ID card, made two copies at a convenience store next to the hotel, and sent a message to Assistant Chen to submit the additional documents.

After a while, Jiang Shuming wrote back directly, asking her to have dinner together in the evening. It seemed that he wanted to chat with Qin Jue.

Qin Jue had expected this and readily agreed.

She checked out of her hotel room at two o'clock this afternoon. After completing her usual training, Qin Jue went to the boxing ring where she had filmed previously. He put in 60% of his strength to fight against Li Dazhuang and other extras. After the fight, he washed off the sweat in the single shower room in the boxing gym, and then went to the roadside to eat barbecue with his arms around each other. He was quite happy.

Although Qin Jue didn't say it, she actually liked the lively scene of many people together, which was full of the atmosphere of fireworks.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Jiang Shuming made time, and Qin Jue jogged to the restaurant, and the two of them entered a private room.

Jiang Shuming really liked her, and chatted with her sincerely about many things in the entertainment industry. He also asked Qin Jue where he applied to college.

Qin Jue tilted her head and thought about it, but she couldn't remember it for a moment. She only remembered that her admission letter was torn up by Qin Jingsheng.

"Oh, it's okay. If you really want to learn acting, there will be an art exam in June next year, so you can prepare well." Jiang Shuming said.

Qin Jue replied that she would consider it, and mentioned that Cen Yi gave her a book called "An Actor's Self-cultivation". She took a quick look at it and found it quite interesting.

"Hahaha, you see, anyone with discerning eyes can see that you have a bright future." Jiang Shuming laughed and recommended her several must-read art books that were full of practical information.

Qin Jue carefully took out his mobile phone and opened the memo.

As they chatted, the atmosphere became warm enough, so she pressed the power off button in front of Jiang Shuming.

"Director Jiang, I have something to ask you." Qin Jue said.

Jiang Shuming saw that she had turned off her phone, and he understood her intention: "What's the matter? Ask."

"I'm a little curious about the role of Chi Na." Qin Jue smiled and didn't bring up any sharp topics. "Although I'm not an expert in selecting actors, according to general logic, directors have a standard line in mind for the compatibility between actors and roles. I paid attention to the actors you interviewed before. Objectively speaking, they all have good qualifications. Even if the martial arts scenes don't reach the 'killing instinct' you require, these can also be successfully performed through the arrangement of the martial arts instructor and repeated practice."

"So, why do you have to find an actor like me?"

Jiang Shuming had vaguely guessed the question when she was halfway through her speech, and said with a smile: "I have high requirements. It is indeed as you said. If I want to act, I can definitely act it out. But from the director's point of view, sometimes it just lacks that 'energy', that is, a little feeling. That's why we have to find the best one."

He added, "I'm not going to lie to you, Xiao Qin. I'll be able to brag about finding someone like you for half a year. Your qualifications and performance far exceed my expectations."

Qin Jue maintained a faint smile, thanked Jiang Shuming for the compliment, and said,
"Director Jiang, from what you just said, I found another problem."

Jiang Shuming actually likes to talk to smart people, so he asked with a smile: "What's the problem?"

"It's the same logic. The director has a standard in mind, but this standard will fluctuate depending on the performance of the interviewed actors and other reasons. When the director first meets an actor, he may feel that he doesn't quite meet his standards, but if you think about it from another perspective, this person will have another unique flavor when playing this role, because the character is vivid, and the director will take this vividness into consideration.

"But you give me a different feeling."

Qin Jue spoke very casually, and while speaking he went to get a copy of his ID card, as if he was chatting with Jiang Shuming.

"I think you must have met a certain actor or a certain person first. You are sure that he is the most perfect and appropriate 'Aka Na'. But due to various reasons, that person cannot play the role, so you have the best solution in your hand, and want to find another person who is as comparable to him as possible according to the standard answer, such as me."

Qin Jue gently unfolded the copy, smoothed out the fold mark, and said with a smile: "Am I right?"

Jiang Shuming's expression was quite interesting.

"You are really smart." He was a little helpless, but more of it was praise. "Yes, I have indeed met a person, in fact, he is the prototype of Chi Na. Because of this prototype, the standard in my mind is firmly set there, and it cannot be lowered at all."

Got it.

Qin Jue raised his eyelids slightly and said calmly, "Yes, I am just curious about this prototype. Director Jiang, can you tell me more about it?"

Who is this person who, in Jiang Shuming's eyes, is cold and unkind, and who kills people like a machine just like Qin Jue?

Jiang Shuming hesitated, which was unusual.

"Xiao Qin, why are you asking this?"

His behavior clearly showed that he had some concerns, perhaps he was concerned about the identity of the prototype, or maybe it was some secret that would cause trouble if revealed.

"I'm looking for someone." Qin Jue told the truth.

She pushed the flattened copy of her ID card over to a clean spot on the dining table. Jiang Shuming was a little confused at first, but after looking at the copy, his pupils immediately trembled. He looked at Qin Jue in surprise, his eyes scanning back and forth across her face, Adam's apple and chest several times.

"I hope Director Jiang will keep this secret for me."

Qin Jue said lightly.

Her words were quite tactful, but the implication was "I'm using this bargaining chip to exchange with you. If you're worried that I can't keep the secret, you can also spread my secrets."

Jiang Shuming took a breath, not understanding why Qin Jue was willing to reveal his gender secret to him just to inquire about this matter.

"I have something to hide about this." Qin Jue tapped his Adam's apple and added, "It's not convenient to talk about it now."

Even though Jiang Shuming was used to all kinds of things in the entertainment industry, he had never seen someone who hid things as well as Qin Jue did. As long as she didn't say anything, no one would notice anything unusual from her appearance.

If Qin Jue enters the film and television industry in the future, the copy in Jiang Shuming's hand will be the most important bargaining chip. As long as he lowers his bottom line and uses it as a threat, the hush money and other benefits he can get will almost increase with Qin Jue's worth.

What's more, it was he who personally determined that Qin Jue had a bright future.

This was a very sincere bargaining chip. Qin Jue personally handed the handle to him just in exchange for a secret of someone else that he knew.

Jiang Shuming struggled for a few minutes and sighed: "Why are you doing this? It's not worth it."

"It doesn't matter." Qin Jue looked quite relaxed instead. "I can also go back to being an ordinary college student, so Director Jiang won't need it." She blinked at the copy of her ID card and joked.

"What a sly thing." Jiang Shuming smiled and shook his head, carefully folded the two pieces of paper and put them in his pocket, "Let's go, let's go to another place."

Qin Jue nodded with a smile.

The two got into Jiang Shuming's private car. The driver and assistant were not there, and there were only the two of them in the car.

Jiang Shuming turned on the car music, pondered for a while in the melodious music, and said:

"I met him a few years ago.

"At that time, I followed my master to visit someone's home. I got lost when I came out of the bathroom and ended up at the martial arts arena."

"He's about the same age and build as you." Jiang Shuming gestured. "He's about the same age and build as you. I hid in the woods and saw him kill several people in a row, tearing them apart, leaving broken arms and limbs all over the ground."

"What impressed me most was the look in his eyes. He was very calm, but there was madness in his calmness, as if killing was an addiction for him, just like addiction to cigarettes and alcohol, because he had become accustomed to it.

"Later, I used him as the earliest prototype of Chi Na and wrote the story of "The Cage"."

Where Jiang Shuming couldn't see, Qin Jue gently clenched the case of his phone with his palm.

"Director Jiang, I wonder if this person, like Chi Na, has also undergone some experiments or been injected with some drugs?"

Her voice was like a thunderclap, and Jiang Shuming was startled and almost couldn't keep a straight face.

Qin Jue continued, "He was born into a family with deep roots and was related to the military. Several generations of orthodox descendants have excellent physical fitness, so he was targeted."

This bombshell of hers completely changed Jiang Shuming's expression: "Why are you...?"

"Don't be nervous. I told you I was looking for someone." Qin Jue smiled kindly. "I know him. I just want to confirm with you."

Jiang Shuming looked at her genuine expression and let out a long sigh after a long while.

"Now that you've said it all." He shook his head, knowing that he couldn't be vague any more. "Yes, the child is Mr. Cheng's grandson. He was kidnapped when he was ten years old. I heard that he was taken away for some experiment to develop his potential. He escaped four years later. But I don't know what happened to him. He has a strong murderous nature. He locked himself up in the death row prison for two or three years before he was released."

Jiang Shuming was still in shock, and his voice became smaller: "The ancestor of the Cheng family is the one you memorized in the history book. He has a good family background for several generations. The old man was very worried about this grandson and used his power to transfer many death row prisoners to serve him... Well, anyway, after the young master came out of prison, his "illness" was much better. In the past few years, his career has been booming. People who know the inside story say behind his back that those experiments might have really developed brain power and turned people into geniuses..."

Qin Jue's fingers stretched out little by little.

"who is he?"

"The founder and chairman of Qinyi Technology, Cheng Zheng."

Before Qin Jue could say anything, Sen Ran excitedly shouted in her mind:
"Mom!"

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Chapter 17 Inquiry (asking for recommendation votes)
Qin Jue smiled sincerely: "Thank you, Director Jiang."

Jiang Shuming hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Do you know Young Master Cheng?"

"There is a connection." Qin Jue nodded.

This was a very clever statement, leaving no room for guessing. Jiang Shuming's expression changed several times, and no one knew what he was thinking about. He said, "So that's it."

Qin Jue kept smiling and didn't explain. He just thanked him again and talked about other topics.

After the two finished chatting, Jiang Shuming returned to the set to shoot, and Qin Jue collected the remaining remuneration from Assistant Chen. Jiang Shuming also asked Xiao Chen to give her an extra red envelope of 20,000 payment points, which was very generous.

"Thank you, Sister Chen. I will be back tonight. Thank you for your care during this period."

Qin Jue said goodbye to Assistant Chen, "I have left the gifts for the seniors at the hotel front desk. I'll have to trouble you to pass them on."

"You have good intentions. I see." Xiao Chen had seen Qin Jue's appearance in the boxing ring. He was a little afraid at first, but after spending these days together, he has relaxed a lot and answered with a smile.

"Please." Qin Jue nodded.

After saying goodbye to Assistant Chen, she walked out of the gate of Shenyang Film and Television Base with her few belongings, stopping to look back.

…

On the way back, Qin Jue took the high-speed train. She closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, simulating logical behaviors in her mind.

But before she arrived, her cell phone rang.

Qin Jue stood up and walked to the connection between the carriages: "Hey."

"Is this Qin Jue? We are the police."

So fast?
Qin Jue raised his eyebrows, his voice showing just the right amount of doubt and vigilance: "Yes, what's the matter?"

"It's like this. Your father, Qin Jingsheng, died in an accident on Binshan Road yesterday. We have already notified your mother. Where are you now?"

"…What?"

Qin Jue was stunned, "What are you talking about?"

"I'm sorry, I know this sounds sudden, but your father had an accident. He fell off a cliff while driving and died. His body is being transported back to downtown Liancheng. Your mother is on a business trip and won't arrive in Liancheng until tomorrow. We need the signature of the next of kin to claim the body. Where are you now?"

"I, I'm on my way back to Liancheng." Qin Jue covered the upper half of his face with his other hand, full of confusion and fatigue, "I'm going back to Liancheng from Shencheng... No, Mr. Policeman, are you mistaken? My dad, he, uh, he doesn't go out often, that is, he hasn't been out for a long time, let alone driving-"

"Student Qin, calm down. How long will it take for you to arrive in Liancheng? What is your transportation and destination?"

"Yes, there is still one more hour. Let me see. I will take the high-speed train to the North Station."

Qin Jue opened his mouth, "I..."

"My condolences. Don't panic. We will arrange for police officers to pick you up at the station."

"Oh... okay, okay."

Qin Jue put down her phone. A high-speed rail attendant pushed a vending cart past her. She was startled and quickly moved two steps to the side.

For the next half hour, she returned to her seat, with her head down, not knowing what she was thinking about. She fiddled with her cell phone from time to time and put it down, feeling restless.

Arriving at the station, Qin Jue passed the checkpoint with his ID card. For a moment, he didn't know whether he should go forward. In confusion, he was pushed towards the exit by the crowd. Sure enough, he saw two policemen, one in plain clothes and the other in police uniform. They were holding mobile phones in their hands with the words Qin Jue on the screen.

"I am."

Qin Jue walked over slowly. The two policemen were taller than her. She looked up, her expression still confused.

"Get in the car. We'll take you back to the police station and go through the claim procedure."

"…OK."

Qin Jue lowered his head and followed them outside. On the way, someone noticed the police uniform and cast a curious look, so the plainclothes officer smiled kindly and said "Pick up the child home" to prevent passers-by from misunderstanding that Qin Jue had done something wrong and avoid causing additional emotional damage to her.

A group of three got into the car, which was an ordinary model without any police station logo. The plainclothes officer was driving in the front, and the officer in police uniform sat in the back seat with Qin Jue and showed her his police ID first.

"What happened?"

Qin Jue seemed to have calmed down a lot in half an hour and spoke in a low voice.

"This morning, suburban staff discovered the wreckage of a vehicle explosion while on patrol. After calling the police, we took some time to restore the driver's license, confirmed the identity of the deceased, and contacted the deceased's wife and children based on the registered information." The police replied.

Qin Jue leaned his hands on his knees and let out a muffled breath.

"Why do you feel so surprised?" The policeman took out a recorder.

Qin Jue paused and said, "My dad, he hasn't been out for a long time."

"He... usually stays at home, drinking, looking at the computer and so on."

Qin Jue wiped his face vigorously with his palm and propped himself up.

"Let me be frank, Mr. Policeman. My family's company went bankrupt a few years ago, and my father was hit hard. In the past few years, my mother was the only one working in my family to support my schooling and the daily expenses of the family. I don't think my father would suddenly drive out and have an accident. This is too... too strange."

When she finished speaking, her face was full of confusion, as if she thought she was telling a joke.

"Oh?" The two policemen looked at each other in the rearview mirror, and the plainclothes driver asked casually, "Student Qin, how long has your father not been home? Can you tell me?"

Qin Jue was stunned and thought for a while: "I don't know, my impression is that he always ordered takeout, ordered a lot of wine, and then went back to the study... It should have been several years."

The man in police uniform suddenly asked, "Why aren't you in Liancheng?"

Qin Jue's expression suddenly changed and he stopped talking.

"Student Qin, you also said that the death of your father Qin Jingsheng was not normal. If this was not an accident but murder, we need to find out the truth. Please don't hide it."

"Mr. Li, you are too serious. Give the family some time to accept it." The plainclothes man played the good cop, "Student Qin, if there is another hidden reason for your father's death, we will definitely get to the bottom of it. You can trust us."

Qin Jue pulled the corner of his mouth, and after several minutes he said: "Then can you promise not to tell my mother?"

"It depends on the situation." The man in police uniform said in a proper manner.

Qin Jue lowered his head again and scratched his hair in annoyance.

"I, I ran away from home."

The two policemen looked at each other in the rearview mirror again.

"Are you going to Shencheng to seek refuge with your relatives or classmates?"

"...No. This matter is a bit complicated. It..."

Qin Jue opened his mouth, feeling a little dizzy and not knowing where to start.

"It's okay, take a rest first." The plainclothes man comforted him, "We'll talk about it when we get to the police station."

Qin Jue nodded sullenly and said nothing more.

The car drove all the way to the police station in the area where Qin Jue lived. She followed the two people out of the car and walked in. She heard another policeman on duty say:

"The dead have been delivered."

The man in plain clothes raised his hand and pressed Qin Jue's shoulder, and said softly: "Brother will go with you?"

Qin Jue clenched his fists and nodded.

She saw Qin Jingsheng's body through the glass, and to be honest, it looked much better than any she had ever seen.

The body was covered with white cloth, leaving only the wounded face exposed. The bloodstains had been cleaned up, and although the expression looked hideous, it was not particularly scary.

Qin Jue never thought about how she would feel when she saw Qin Jingsheng die. She had killed so many people, and Qin Jingsheng was just an insignificant one.

She knew that the plainclothes policeman was secretly observing her expression, but she had a plan in place, so she just watched quietly, without any expression, but with a complex look in her eyes.

"Okay."

Qin Jue looked at it for a while and said softly.

The plainclothes officer patted her consolingly and said, "Come on, let's go back to the interrogation room."

There were two policemen in the interrogation room, one was Old Li who was wearing a police uniform before, and the other was a female police officer with a very friendly face.

After Qin Jue answered a few basic questions, Lao Li asked:

"Student Qin, there is something I want to ask you. What is your relationship with the deceased?"

Qin Jue seemed to calm down completely after seeing the body. She closed her eyes and looked up into Officer Li's eyes:

"We have an average relationship."

"The relationship is just average. Is this why you didn't feel too sad when you looked at your biological father's body?"

Qin Jue nodded silently.

Officer Li glanced at the female police officer and asked, "Student Qin, where were you on August 24, the day the deceased died?"

"In Shencheng."

"What's the specific reason?"

"We're filming."

The two policemen were a little surprised at the same time.

"Are you an art student? An actor?" asked the policewoman.

Qin Jue rubbed his brow with his hand, leaned forward, and his voice became softer:
"No. Things are a bit complicated, but I signed a contract and there is a confidentiality agreement... I can describe it to you as best as I can."

"Okay, take your time."

Qin Jue exchanged glances with the two policemen in turn.

"Here's what happened. August 19th was my birthday, but I...had some conflicts with my dad, so I ran away from home. Then, I met a director who was looking for actors. He thought I was very similar to the character in the movie, so he asked me to make a cameo appearance. I was angry with my dad at the time, so I agreed without thinking too much, and got in the director's car and went to Shencheng."

This was really unusual, and Officer Li frowned.

"You have to provide evidence."

Qin Jue also frowned slightly: "I can't affect the crew because of my own affairs."

"Don't be impatient." The policewoman eased the tense atmosphere. "Student Qin, think about this. Do you have any photos or videos that can prove what you said? Then show them to me. I will keep it confidential."

Qin Jue pondered for a while and said, "Okay, but please don't tell the media. I can't cause trouble for Director Jiang."

She took out her cell phone, opened the crew's official Weibo, found the post that tagged her, and handed the phone to the policewoman.

"The ones in the behind-the-scenes footage and photos are all me. The Weibo account is my stage name."

The policewoman enlarged the photo, clicked on the video progress bar and looked at it carefully, then nodded to Officer Li.

"Okay, so you've been staying in Shencheng since the 19th?"

"No." Qin Jue was very honest. "I arrived in Shencheng in the early morning of the 20th. After a half-day trial shoot, I wanted to sign the contract. However, I lost my ID card, so I asked the director for leave to come back and apply for a new one."

She opened the text message with the temporary ID QR code and showed it to them: "The temporary code is used for both the return trip."

Officer Li wrote down the times of the two high-speed train rides and asked, "Where did you go to get a new ID card?"

Qin Jue mentioned the police station closest to his home.

"You were so close to home at that time, why didn't you go back to check?" Officer Li suddenly asked.

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Chapter 18: The Lost Dream

Qin Jue pulled the corner of his mouth: "I thought my dad would call me after I was gone for a whole night and half a day."

"He didn't hit me, did he?" the policewoman asked.

Qin Jue nodded: "I was even more angry. I only came back to apply for a new ID card and did nothing else."

"How did you get from the station to the police station and back?"

"We all take taxis."

Officer Li calculated the time in his head and found that it matched.

He suddenly asked, "What conflict did you have with your father on your birthday?"

Qin Jue pursed his lips: "Nothing."

"Student Qin, you must answer the question directly. What kind of conflict did you have, and how did you and the director meet?" Officer Li said seriously.

...Qin Jue sighed.

"Domestic violence," she whispered, "Ever since my family went bankrupt and my dad became an alcoholic, he's been beating me."

"On my birthday, he tore up my acceptance letter, we had a quarrel, he hit me, and I ran away."

The policewoman gently covered her hand with hers: "Then where did you run to?"

"I have a boxing gym that I go to regularly."

Qin Jue's voice was still low: "There are a lot of hooligans on the street over there at night, and sometimes I fight with them. Director Jiang invited me to make a guest appearance because he saw me fighting."

Where Qin Jue couldn't see, the policewoman nodded to Officer Li. She had just seen Qin Jue fighting with another person in the behind-the-scenes video.

"Why are you fighting? After being abused by your father, you also want to vent your anger with violence?" the female police officer asked again.

"That's probably the reason." Qin Jue looked up at her, then looked away again, "Also... my mom said that it would be embarrassing for people to know that the bruises on my body were caused by my dad, so she asked me to say that I had a fight with someone else when the teacher asked about it. As time went on, I really got into a fight."

The policewoman frowned and asked, "Does your mother know about your father's domestic violence? Are both of you victims of domestic violence?"

She asked in detail because this type of behavior affects the credit reporting system and also involves property issues.

In today's society with a strict credit system and laws and regulations, even if a person dies, his illegal acts will not be forgiven.

"No. My dad doesn't do anything to my mom."

Qin Jue said in a muffled voice, "My mother is often on business trips, and when she is not around, my father will beat me. My mother... knows about this, but she will come over to apply medicine on me, which is pretty good."

This is not good. The frown between the policewoman's brows deepened, and Officer Li signaled her with his eyes to control her emotions.

"Okay, so you left Liancheng on the night of the 19th, and traveled back and forth between Liancheng and Shencheng on the 21st. Since then, you have been filming in Shencheng, right?"

"Yes." Qin Jue nodded. "I finished filming yesterday and stayed one more night. I planned to come back today after receiving my salary, but I received a call on the way."

She was silent for a few seconds, and finally said, "Although my relationship with my father is not good, it is really impossible for him to drive out suddenly. I don't think this was an accident, or at least there must be other reasons."

"We will continue to investigate this," Officer Li said. "That Lurui 37 is your family's private car. It is very rare for an electric car to explode, and the equipment inside was also damaged in the explosion. There is no way to check the video and other information. This is very strange."

"What? Wait, didn't the system call the police when my dad got into trouble?" Qin Jue seemed to have just remembered this question.

"No. We speculate that the system in the car failed before the accident. From the surveillance, your father crashed through the fence when turning. That mountain road is indeed a place where accidents often occur, but Lurui series cars rarely have security failures."

"But this is not something you need to worry about. Our police will do our best to restore the truth," said Officer Li.

"Student Qin," the policewoman interrupted, "Do you have any evidence to prove your father's domestic violence? Recordings, photos, videos, or scars will do."

Qin Jue was stunned for a moment: "I am injured, but I was injured while filming these days on the set, and I have covered it up..."

As she spoke, she half turned around and pulled her clothes up.

The policewoman couldn't help but hold her forehead with her hand. This child was too honest. If she put a little thought into it, she could directly identify him.

"Then go back and think about whether you have any evidence." The policewoman looked at her bruises and felt a little distressed. She whispered, "You don't have to let your mother know."

Many families prevent victims of domestic violence from speaking out about their experiences out of the belief that family disgrace should not be made public.

"...Well, I'll try." Qin Jue didn't say much, "Thank you."

Her questioning ended here. Officer Li took her to sign the body identification form and autopsy consent form, and two other police officers drove her home. Qin Jingsheng's body remained in the police station and was transported to the funeral home for freezing after a forensic examination.

"Student Qin, do you need us to leave someone to accompany you?" This time the driver was a young police officer.

Qin Jue shook his head.

"It's okay, I'll wait for my mother to come back home." She said after taking a breath.

"Okay, if you have any questions, just call the police. We are on duty 24 hours a day. If you have any clues, you can tell us at any time."

"OK."

Qin Jue watched the police car go away.

She was alone at home, and the house was empty.

After sitting quietly on the sofa for a few minutes, Qin Jue got up and searched the living room. She did not lie when she answered the question, and Qin Jingsheng did tear up her admission letter on her birthday.

Qin Jingsheng certainly wouldn't sweep the floor himself. In his words, it was not the right thing for a grown man to do such trivial things. They bought two sweeping robots at home, which had their own vacuuming function. They would automatically go downstairs and dump the garbage into the garbage collection box in front of the unit door every week. But after Qin Jingsheng passed away, no one opened the door, so naturally he didn't go out.

Qin Jue opened their garbage bin and found some conspicuous fragments inside.

She shook off the dust and pieced together the general content.

Admission letter from Kyungsung University of the Arts.

Oh, she remembered.

At the age of nineteen, she was admitted to the Music Department of Beijing Academy of Arts, majoring in composition and composition technology theory.

Jiang Qiuyue has never been stingy with her education expenses. Qin Jue went to a famous aristocratic private school in Liancheng for junior high school, and to an international school with even more expensive tuition for high school. There are only more than a hundred students in a grade, and no more than thirty students in each class. They do not take the college entrance examination. Starting from the second year of high school, they are divided into classes according to their intended countries and prepare for TOEFL, IELTS, GRE and other exams in a targeted manner.

Qin Jue was warned by Jiang Qiuyue to keep her distance from everyone at school and had few friends. However, she became more popular during art festivals or performance evenings because she was always the one who was pushed up to perform.

In international high schools, the relationship between classmates is not very good, because you never know when the person you just got familiar with will go abroad to study, and there is no time to deepen the relationship with each other. It is even more awkward when there is a performance party, because everyone is preparing to apply for an offer, and even if they have time, they would rather go out with friends or rest by themselves. Every time the teacher can't organize people, he habitually takes Qin Jue, an honest man, to go.

Because he had been learning piano and guitar since elementary school, Qin Jue had good music theory and playing skills. From junior high school to high school, he was either responsible for transcribing music scores in the choir, or arranging music in a Western orchestra. He was very much a tool.

After a long time of living like this, she finally found some interest besides fighting. After submitting the application to a foreign university in the second semester of her sophomore year, she taught herself the relevant theoretical knowledge while waiting for the offer, and passed the written test and online interview. Since she did not have the college entrance examination scores, the grading process of the additional general education exam was longer, so the admission notice arrived a little late.

Qin Jue looked at it for a while, then poured the debris and dust in his hands back into the trash bin, opened the door and let the two sweeping robots go out to clean themselves.

"Father…"

"I'm fine." Qin Jue smiled, "I just feel it's not suitable anymore."

The dream before the end of the world was too far away, and she hadn't even thought of it earlier. So there was no need to force herself now to conform to her past ideals.

Moreover, whether or not to devote energy to a career you love is not determined by an admission letter. As long as she is willing, she can continue to study anytime and anywhere.

Mori Ran responded obediently and said nothing more.

Qin Jue waited for a while and saw the two sweeping robots come back one after another. The one that entered the door later turned around, bumped against the door twice, and closed the door. A =V= appeared on the top electronic screen and flashed.

Robots are so humane, but humans are not. She forced a smile.

After setting them to sleep, Qin Jue walked into the study and found a spare phone in the drawer, which contained the call records of Qin Jingsheng's phone.

She called the police station and told them that the relevant records showed that Qin Jingsheng received a call from another place on the day of the incident, but she didn't know what the call was.

The plainclothes officer who answered the phone wrote down the time and duration of the call and other information, and told Qin Jue not to worry, they would get to the bottom of it.

"It's troublesome." Qin Jue's tone was a little heavy, and the ending tone revealed a hint of fatigue.

"Student Qin, you should have a good rest first. We will also send someone to meet your mother at the airport, so don't worry."

"Okay, thank you."

Qin Jue hung up the phone, smacked his lips, and felt that his dialogue skills were pretty good. Maybe he was really suitable to be an actor, or even a voice actor.

She laughed at herself, knowing that the police would eventually find the pyramid scheme and reveal the "truth," so she stopped wasting her time and went back to her bedroom, where she quickly fell asleep.

On the bedside table, next to the electronic clock, a slowly flowing Ouroboros shape was faintly visible on Qin Jue's mobile phone screen, like a dynamic picture that kept spinning when loading a page.

In the vast system space, rows of characters flowed up and down, flashing a green light. Sen Ran was entrenched in the complex information flow, and wherever his lantern-like snake eyes stared, the information there would be immediately rearranged and recombined, turning from garbled characters into clear and accurate data.

The strength of Qin Jue's soul is her "electricity". Sen Ran transforms into a virtual girl, leaning against her snake, her palm-sized face full of seriousness that does not match her appearance.

She can't be lazy anymore. She has to completely digest this crappy system within the next few days!

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There were footsteps outside the door, and Qin Jue opened his eyes.

She glanced at the digital clock. It was seven forty-five.

The footsteps are dragging but not heavy, which means that the body weight is very light; the intervals between the sounds are not large, which means the stride is small and the height is short; the steps are not paused, and the target direction is clear...

It's Jiang Qiuyue.

Qin Jue instinctively judged the person's basic information and propped himself up.

Since the police said they would pick her up at the airport, it is very likely that Jiang Qiuyue had already seen Qin Jingsheng's body at the funeral home.

Qin Jue actually felt a little uneasy and curious.

She really wanted to know how Jiang Qiuyue would feel when facing the death of her husband.

The door opened.

"…mom."

Qin Jue stood outside the bedroom and overcame a subtle psychological feeling before he called out.

The woman was standing at the entrance, lowering her head to change her shoes, and looked up when she heard the words.

She was exactly 1.60 meters tall, wearing a business suit and a woolen coat. Even though her face was plain and haggard, she could still see the charm of a mature woman.

Qin Jue was a little dazed.

She hadn't seen her for so long.

"Ajue."

Jiang Qiuyue called Qin Jue's name, and her originally numb eyes became more lively.

"Yeah, I'm here."

Qin Jue was a little dazed, but quickly regained his composure and walked forward.

Jiang Qiuyue changed into slippers, touched her face, and comforted her first:

"Don't be afraid. The bad guys will definitely be caught by the police. Mom is here."

"Evil guy?" Qin Jue didn't dodge her hand, but he didn't have any other reaction.

"Yes. Your father was just confused. He received a phone call from a pyramid schemer who told him there was a big money-making project, so he believed it."

Jiang Qiuyue's shoulders slumped and she looked tired.

"Don't blame him for being stupid. He is just too family-oriented. He has been feeling sorry for us since the company got into trouble. If he wasn't anxious to make money, he wouldn't be so impulsive."

Ah, here it comes.

This familiar feeling of suffocation.

Qin Jue's uneasiness disappeared, and she smiled faintly: "Yes, I know."

"Mom has asked for everything. The funeral home has made preparations for this." Jiang Qiuyue sighed, "Your dad...it's not going to be easy to stay there, so let's cremate him as soon as possible."

"What should we do about the funeral?" Qin Jue asked.

Jiang Qiuyue was lost in her own thoughts and was not surprised at Qin Jue's calm reaction.

However, she was like this before, giving the best in material terms, but never understanding what kind of life her children led or what kind of personality they had. They seemed close, but in fact, there was a deep gap between them.

"Let's do it simply."

Jiang Qiuyue's voice was as thin as a dead leaf. "I ran away from my hometown in Guangxi Province and haven't been in touch with him for so many years. He went south to start a business in his early years and has been separated from his relatives for many years. We all live our own lives, so there is no need to notify him."

"Um."

Qin Jue nodded.

She knew from a young age that she had few relatives, and during every festival, her parents were the only ones around her.

As for friends, Qin Jingsheng had some when his company was still in existence, including both true friends and drinking buddies. After the bankruptcy, the latter naturally stopped coming to him. Due to his face, he could not get over the hurdle of being supported by his wife, and he took the initiative to distance himself from his friends of many years.

Not to mention Jiang Qiuyue, who was a full-time housewife before, but later became a workaholic to support the family. She had no time to chat or go shopping with neighbors in the community, and her social circle outside of work was pitifully narrow.

"Why don't you take a break and eat something first?"

Qin Jue said this as he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to go to the kitchen.

"You, what are you doing in a woman's place as a man?" Jiang Qiuyue showed a tired smile and stretched out her hand to carefully stretch Qin Jue's sleeves flat.

"Just having this intention is enough. Wait, mom will go cook."

Qin Jue lowered his eyes and remained silent. After a long while, he replied "OK".

The following time passed quickly in depression. Jiang Qiuyue seemed to become numb and calm after the extreme grief. After resting, she took Qin Jue to the funeral home and held a very small funeral. She witnessed Qin Jingsheng's body being sent into the crematorium and his ashes being put into a black square box.

After the new policy was issued more than 20 years ago, all the dead were cremated and the urns were uniformly sealed in the local cemetery and arranged like a honeycomb. There were no large tombs or tombstones. Only the name, identity and other basic information of the deceased were engraved on the plaque on the square box.

Each small tomb containing an urn is equipped with a miniature camera. Relatives of the deceased can see the urn at any time through an application developed by the state. Even if they are far away, they can talk to their deceased relatives through the screen when they miss them.

It is said that the new policy encountered strong resistance when it was first implemented, but after decades, it has effectively solved the problem of tomb land occupation, avoided traditional worship activities such as burning paper money, alleviated a certain degree of environmental pollution, and provided the convenience of online tomb sweeping for relatives and children living in other places. In the long run, it has many benefits.

Qin Jue knew in his heart that Jiang Qiuyue had been tired after all these years.

She was bound by her own ideas and was infinitely tolerant of her decadent husband at home. The love and affection she once had had been worn away by life bit by bit. Now that he was dead, she did not feel too sad, and even had a faint sense of relief.

Qin Jue analyzed Jiang Qiuyue's psychology, and slowly, the corners of her mouth sank slightly.

Why is Jiang Qiuyue like this? It's because she thinks she has another son.

Even though her husband is gone, her son is still the pillar of the family and her belief and support.

They returned home, and although Jiang Qiuyue was in a bad state and exhausted both physically and mentally, she still went into the kitchen to make dinner for Qin Jue.

Dinner was completely vegetarian, with no meat or fish. Qin Jue's energy demand was high after his genes were optimized, so he ate two or three bowls of rice in silence. Jiang Qiuyue saw it all, with relief and joy in her eyes, as if she was recording with her eyes the process of a boy growing into a strong man.

After dinner, Jiang Qiuyue, as usual, did not let Qin Jue go into the kitchen to wash the dishes. She had spoiled her son since he was a child. Qin Jue had never done housework at home. Before eating in the cafeteria in junior high school, she had never even carried a plate or handed a bowl or chopsticks, and she was not even skilled in serving rice.

In Jiang Qiuyue's view, these are women's work and their duty. Her son will do great things in the future, so how can a man be so embarrassed by such trivial matters?

Qin Jue was like any other spoiled son, leaning on the sofa playing with his mobile phone, listening to the sound of water splashing from his mother washing dishes in the kitchen.

The doorbell rang.

Qin Jue stood up and opened the door. The person who came was Officer Li, whom he had met once.

He responsibly informed the families of the two deceased of the whole story of the accident. The call Qin Jingsheng received was indeed from a pyramid scheme organization. He was unfortunately deceived and died in a hurry when he fell off a cliff while driving. The police have tracked down the pyramid scheme organization. The organization is small in scale and has been established for a relatively short time. It will be arrested soon.

As for the Lurui 37, it has been verified that the network hardware in the car had not been inspected for many years, the system had not been updated for a long time, and the version was relatively old. When the rescue alarm program was triggered, the equipment overloaded and exploded. The responsibility should be borne by the car owner.

The police expressed deep regret for the deceased's experience. At the same time, because Qin Jue provided key clues for the investigation of the case, she was given additional credit points as a reward and commendation.

The truth is out and the dust has settled.

Officer Li finally said that when the pyramid scheme organization is arrested, the families of the deceased will be notified in time, but Jiang Qiuyue and Qin Jue's reactions were not enthusiastic. He had expected this and could only comfort them and ask them to accept the loss.

"Student Qin."

Before leaving, Officer Li glanced at her and silently mouthed: evidence of domestic violence.

Qin Jue was slightly stunned and nodded.

Although this man looks inhuman, he really cares about serving the people and never lets go of any lawbreaker or criminal. He is a good policeman.

It just so happened that with this little episode, her subsequent behavior was more logical, and even if she was discovered in the future, the cause and effect would make sense.

Qin Jue considered every step carefully: she returned to the room and found a cardboard box from a very remote corner. In the box was a palm-sized camera. Because it had only been used once, although there was a thick layer of dust on the surface, its functions and stored contents were still intact.

She wiped off the dust, plugged it in, and waited for it to be fully charged.

This was the prize she won in the National English Speech Contest for Middle School Students when she was in the third year of junior high school.

That day, Qin Jue secretly hid the camera behind the heavy teaching supplementary books on the desk, hoping to give Jiang Qiuyue a surprise, lead her to find the camera, and then tell her that he won the first prize. However, not long after he clicked the video, Qin Jingsheng suddenly got drunk and broke open her bedroom door, dragged her out, dragged her into the study and beat her up.

When he beat her, Jiang Qiuyue came back, but did nothing but watched.

Qin Jue still remembers that look.

At that time, she thought her mother didn't know that she was being abused. She was concerned about Jiang Qiuyue's hard work and felt sorry for her sacrifices for the family and herself, so she endured it all the time. Even though she was in terrible pain, she would pretend to be reading a book leisurely when Jiang Qiuyue knocked on her door.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Qiuyue knew it all along and just pretended not to see it.

At that time, she was standing by the study door, with half of her face showing through the gap. Qin Jue blamed himself in pain for letting his mother find out and worry about him. Then he felt endless grievances and wanted to call for help.

Jiang Qiuyue met her pleading gaze, but shook her head and stepped back.

It was from that moment that Qin Jue knew that she was the only victim in the entire family.

And the victim, under such torture, becomes the perpetrator of harm to others.

Jiang Qiuyue knew that Qin Jingsheng was using his child to vent his violence without telling her, but how could she take the initiative to hurt her husband's face? As long as this family seemed peaceful, harmonious and happy on the surface, and life was bearable, that was enough.

Qin Jingsheng had beaten her enough and told Qin Jue to go back. She limped on one leg, moving one step at a time, each step tearing the still painful flesh, but she did not dare to slow down.

She returned to the room, and Jiang Qiuyue took nearly ten minutes to pretend that she had just returned. Qin Jingsheng acted like a decent person in front of her, always full of the sadness of a man's failure and the guilt towards his wife. The couple were better at acting than each other, and they were a perfect match.

Qin Jue sat on the bed. After a few minutes, Jiang Qiuyue knocked on the door gently, bringing a small medical box and those medicines.

She carefully closed the bedroom door, wiped Qin Jue's wounds and comforted him softly, but she never said a bad word about Qin Jingsheng from beginning to end.

"Son, don't blame your dad. He's under too much pressure. A man's career is very important. Your dad has faced a lot of pain in places you don't know about. You should be more considerate of him, okay?"

Fifteen-year-old Qin Jue pursed his lips tightly and looked at her for a long time before he spoke.

"Mom, you saw him hit me." Her voice was trembling.

Jiang Qiuyue paused while applying the medicine to her and coaxed her in a gentle voice: "Be good, son. Your dad is just in a bad mood. Boys should be strong. Which boy has never been beaten at home, right? Your dad loves you very much, but he just can't bring himself to do it. He doesn't know how to talk to you and care about you. You have to understand him..."

Whatever my father does is right. He has his own difficulties and secrets. He has sacrificed too much for this family. As a child, we must be considerate, understanding and respect him.

The same words kept coming into her ears over and over again.

The light in Qin Jue's eyes dimmed little by little.

After Jiang Qiuyue applied the medicine on her, she gave her a few unlabeled medicines and reminded her to get the injection on time.

The camera placed behind the desk faithfully recorded everything, but Qin Jue had forgotten about it by then. When he noticed it again, the camera had automatically shut down due to lack of power.

Qin Jue didn't want to recall that desperate experience, nor did he want to see it again, so he put it in a cardboard box and left it there for several years.

Now, she's going to use it again.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 20 Trump Card (Seeking Recommendation Vote)

"Aran, are the documents ready?"

"Everything is fine now."

"good."

The indicator light next to the charging port turned from red to green. Qin Jue unplugged the cable from the power source and found an adapter to connect it to the phone.

At that time, the camera automatically shut down due to lack of power, and the video files inside were damaged to a certain extent, but it was easy to repair. After a few seconds, Sen Ran played the video normally on the mobile phone screen.

Qin Jue got into the role, and this time, she was going to play herself.

She watched the video from that year from beginning to end. In the video, her fifteen-year-old self had sickly pale skin, some pimples on her face due to hormone imbalance, marks of glasses' nose pads on both sides of her nose, and a thin figure. But when she adjusted the camera, her eyes were bright and she was full of energy, just like the boy she had lost for too long.

Then, Qin Jingsheng appeared in the camera.

…

As the video came to an end, the atmosphere around Qin Jue gradually became solemn, his breathing became faint, and his eyes were fixed on one place, but not fixed on it. He just looked around vaguely, as if he was lost in thought and didn't know where to focus his gaze.

After a while, Qin Jue turned off the screen of his phone, unplugged the data cable, and turned the camera towards himself.

Her movements were not slow, but they looked very heavy.

When the recording started, the camera was out of focus for a few seconds, and then it captured the lower half of Qin Jue's face. His lips were very dry, and the corners of his mouth were invisibly pulled down.

The protagonist in the camera stood up, and from the rustling sound it could be judged that she was checking the display screen and adjusting the distance. After more than ten seconds, she moved the chair further away and sat down again, this time showing her full face.

She looked at the camera; her eyes were vague but directed straight ahead. Her expression had a decadent look due to fatigue; she looked unhappy and listless.

"I am Qin Jue."

She spoke in a low, hoarse voice, with a very light tone.

"My father, Qin Jingsheng...passed away."

She spoke very slowly, and it was obvious that she had no preparation at all, and was thinking about her next sentence while she spoke.

"The police officer said...if I found pictures, videos, or injury documents that could prove I was abused, I could submit them to them."

"This DV camera is," she looked to the upper left, "a prize for a competition in the third year of junior high school. Well, I wanted to create some surprises at the time."

She paused and gave a short laugh.

"That's not important. Anyway, I accidentally took some photos of... some evidence."

After saying this, she suddenly fell silent, closed her eyes for two or three minutes, and when she opened them again, there was a bit more determination in her eyes.

"Thinking back to this DV camera and after watching the video, I... made a decision."

Her determination was mixed with a bit of self-mockery, and her whole person exuded the courage of self-abandonment.

"I am a woman.

"I was born a girl.

"My body is different from the male anatomy diagram printed in biology books. I am a woman."

Her tone was soft, but clearer than all the words she had spoken before, and every word she spoke had substance.

"My mother, Jiang Qiuyue, was concerned about my father's feelings and wanted to have a son.

"So, nineteen years later, I am that son."

Her expression fluctuated, as if she didn't want to give up this rare courage, and after a brief pause she continued,
"Now, my father is gone.

"So I..."

She pursed her lips slightly and took a breath:

"I need to talk to my mom."

Her speaking speed became moderate and her words became much smoother:

"I would like to first thank Director Jiang Shuming and Brother Cen Yi.

"Due to some fate, I was spotted by Director Jiang and starred in his movie "The Cage". During the filming process, Director Jiang and Brother Cen helped me a lot and taught me many valuable things.

"I don't know if I will become an actor in the future, and if I do, I don't know where I will go or how far I will go.

"Considering my family and my... gender, no matter what the outcome of today's conversation is, I will be so mean as to secretly record it as evidence that may or may not be used in the future."

She took another breath, but there was no relaxation; her spirit and expression were still tense.

"Then, this time, the evidence, this time, after Mr. Qin Jingsheng had subjected me to domestic violence for four years, Ms. Jiang Qiuyue violated ethics and illegally injected me with hormone drugs to deceive and change my gender... the video evidence begins."

…

Qin Jue stood up and walked to the door.

"mom."

She called out, "I have something to tell you."

Jiang Qiuyue was packing up Qin Jingsheng's belongings. Hearing this, she hurried over and asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No."

Qin Jue paused subtly, "Come in first."

Jiang Qiuyue saw her complicated expression, sighed softly, and sat down with Qin Jue on the bed.

"Don't be afraid." She reached out to rub Qin Jue's head, "Don't be afraid, Mom is here."

"Your dad is gone... Well, if you feel uncomfortable and scared at home, let's move. Mom has money, don't worry, okay?"

You see, now that the man with the most say and who was the most spoiled in the family has died, it is the turn of Qin Jue, her "son", to be infinitely tolerated and loved by her.

It turns out that this is the right to act arbitrarily that only the head of the family can have.

Qin Jue thought he was going to laugh, but in fact he just curled the corners of his lips slightly.

"Yeah." She nodded.

Jiang Qiuyue saw that her son was smiling a little and she also felt relieved.

"What are you thinking about?" She touched Qin Jue's temples and asked gently.

"It reminded me of my childhood." Qin Jue said, "When I was in fifth grade, I caught a stomach cold again. I was still in so much pain at 11 o'clock in the middle of the night."

She leaned her head on Jiang Qiuyue's shoulder, and the voice of her memories was also ethereal: "I had planned to get the injection the next day, but I was too weak to hold on, and my father was away on a business trip, so you carried me out. It had just snowed, and it was all icy outside. It was very difficult for me to walk alone."

"Hey, why are you saying this?" Jiang Qiuyue smiled softly, rubbed her head, and patted Qin Jue's shoulders gently, just like when she coaxed her to sleep when she was a child.

"I'm your mother. If I don't take care of you, who will?"

"After we arrived at the hospital, it was almost half past twelve by the time I got the injection. The hospital had no heating and was very cold. I was sleepy, in pain, and too cold to sleep." Qin Jue smiled faintly, "You walked back home, brought a big roll of blankets from home, and brought them to the hospital to cover me."

In the dead of night, a petite woman was walking back and forth with one foot deep and one foot shallow, holding such a thick quilt. The scene was hard to imagine, even a little funny.

There is no doubt that Jiang Qiuyue loves her very much.

The curve of Qin Jue's mouth corners rose higher. She stood up, looked at Jiang Qiuyue and said, "Mom, I know that it was really hard for you to raise me until I was nineteen."

"From childhood to adulthood, you gave me everything I wanted and never skimped on me. I went to a better school than other children, took private lessons that cost thousands of points each, and ate and used the best among my peers. I never had worse off than others."

Jiang Qiuyue was amused by her serious expression.

"You are saying these things suddenly, don't be so sentimental, I will cry soon.

"You said that what I gave you was always good, and that's as it should be. Besides, don't talk about what I gave you, you yourself have never been bad! My son is so great, he has been so sensible since he was young, his grades are excellent, he knows everything, every time he goes to any competition or performance, he always goes. Look at our living room, there are a wall of awards, which neighbor hasn't envied him when he came over? You make me proud!"

Jiang Qiuyue is 42 years old now, but when she talked about these things, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were alive, and she was full of pride and joy.

Qin Jue looked at her with a smile, and after a while he suddenly said,
"So, Mom, you've worked hard, and I'm nineteen years old, so I'll take care of you."

As if she was afraid that Jiang Qiuyue would refuse, she spoke first:

"Mom, I was spotted by a very good director. While you were away on business, I went to act in a movie. Although it was just a small supporting role, I made a lot of money. The director and another senior said that my acting was not bad and encouraged me to become an actor."

"Ah? Really? Oh, why didn't you tell me such a big thing?"

Jiang Qiuyue was stunned, with a conflicted expression on her face: "But son, didn't you apply to a school? So you, aren't going to school?"

"I haven't thought about this yet." Qin Jue smiled, "But it's okay. You just praised me for being great. If I really become an actor, I can still take care of my studies even if I'm a little tired. There are many online courses now, so it won't be delayed."

"Ah, that's right." Jiang Qiuyue had not been to school much, but she had always believed that people with knowledge were the most noble. In addition, she had blind faith in her son, so she was quickly convinced. She became worried again, "Is filming tiring? Can your body handle it?"

"I'm working out, it's okay." Qin Jue smiled.

"That's fine. Mom is not like you and your dad, both of us are educated people. I don't understand these things either. Just do as you like. Anyway, don't be afraid. Mom will always be your strongest support. If you are tired, just come home. Mom is always here."

Jiang Qiuyue looked at her face, with eyes full of love and indulgence.

Qin Jue kept smiling, blinked hard, and his Adam's apple moved.

"Okay, thank you, Mom. I will work hard and win the Best Actress award."

Jiang Qiuyue frowned and smiled: "What nonsense are you talking about, kid? That's called the movie emperor, right?"

Qin Jue still tried his best to keep smiling.

She said, "Mom, you know, I'm a girl."

The smile on Jiang Qiuyue's face disappeared.

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is the first comment I received ~ Thank you very much! "What girl! Stop joking with mom, it's not funny at all."

"Mom, you know, you know I'm a girl." Qin Jue's expression changed, becoming serious and earnest, his tone was urgent and fast, and aggressive, "You gave birth to a girl!"

"I don't!"

Jiang Qiuyue suddenly screamed: "Shut up! Stop talking!"

"mom!"

Qin Jue held Jiang Qiuyue down, looked into her eyes and spoke word by word:
"My father is gone, you don't have to hide it from him so hard. I told you that I can make money, I can take care of you and support you. Let's talk it out and do what we have to do, isn't that good?"

"What's good about that?!"

Jiang Qiuyue cried out, "What do you know? Do you know how hard it is for a woman to live? Do you understand how many rumors my mom has to deal with when she works outside? Can you imagine how many people scolded me and how many people were dissatisfied with me when I became a manager as a woman? I scratched someone while driving, and the people on the other side didn't even talk to me because I was a woman. They shouted at me to get my man over. Do you know how many such things there are?!"

She didn't know where she got the strength from but broke free from Qin Jue, and squatted down, almost kneeling in front of her.

"Now that your father is gone, if there is no man in the family, we, an orphan and a widow, will not know how we will be bullied. Mom went to school in the mountains. Her grades were the best in the class, but she did not even make it to the third grade and had to go home to weave mats. At that time, the school distributed bread and eggs, but I could not eat any of them. I had to save them all to take home for my brother. Mom was only sixteen at that time, and her family sold her to an old man in the next village to earn dowry money so that she could save money to marry your uncle, whom you have never met. The luckiest thing in Mom's life was that she hid in a large truck leaving the mountains for three days and three nights before getting married, and then she met your father."

Jiang Qiuyue clutched Qin Jue's hand and cried breathlessly:

"My dear son, you have no idea how hard life is for women. If you were a woman, you would have to stay at home, serve your husband and take care of the children, and be honest and dutiful. If you meet a good husband, you are lucky and blessed, but if you don't, you have to accept your fate. For this family, for your father, and for you, your mother works outside alone. Do you know how much pressure your mother is under? I know you have dreams and your own ideas, but you can't be a girl. Girls are not qualified to talk about ideals and dreams. Only boys can pursue their dreams and do great things! Men are born to do great things, but women can't. Women are born with a hard life. Your mother has suffered enough and doesn't want you to suffer anymore. Why can't you understand my painstaking efforts..."

She sobbed and collapsed, and then seemed to remember something, sniffing her nose and said quickly: "You said you wanted to be an actor, how can you, a woman, get involved in the entertainment industry? My child is so outstanding and looks so beautiful. If you were a girl, there would be so many bad guys targeting you. How can you protect yourself as a girl?"

Qin Jue looked at her with a very calm expression.

"Whether a person is strong or not sometimes has nothing to do with gender." Qin Jue said softly.

"Since women have a hard life, we need more women to become stronger and change the status quo, rather than degrading a group that already has a hard life to a lower level."

"Stop talking, stop talking!" Jiang Qiuyue stood up and shouted at Qin Jue who was sitting on the bed, "Everyone is doing this for your own good. It doesn't matter if you don't understand now, you will understand in the future! I am working so hard to support you. In order for my son to live a healthy, happy and happy life, I can work until I die from overwork! Why can't you understand me?"

The woman stopped yelling after her voice broke. She shook her head, her body collapsed and shaky, filled with fatigue and grievance.

"Okay, son, be good and stop making trouble, okay?"

Jiang Qiuyue pleaded, "Mom is doing this for your own good. You are my child, how could I harm you? It doesn't matter if you don't understand now. You will understand when you grow up."

The deeper her love is, the deeper her obsession is.

Qin Jue lowered his head, as if defeated by her show of weakness, and said "hmm" sullenly.

"That's right. Honey, are you hungry? If you are hungry, mom will make you a midnight snack." Jiang Qiuyue sniffed, squatted down and touched her face, asking softly.

"I'm not hungry." Qin Jue forced a smile on his expressionless face, "Mom, go and have a rest."

"Okay, you should also think carefully about what mom said. You are so sensible, you will definitely understand it if you think about it." Jiang Qiuyue said softly, holding her face.

Qin Jue nodded expressionlessly and watched her leave the bedroom.

"Oh, don't forget to take your medicine. Mom is most worried about your health, so remember to take good care of yourself." Jiang Qiuyue said earnestly before leaving, "Don't try to deceive Mom, or you will be the one who suffers."

Qin Jue nodded again, his movements numb and sluggish, like a robot.

There was a click of the door lock.

Qin Jue sat on the bed and did not move for a long time, like a lifeless sculpture.

Suddenly, she fell back, covered her face with one hand, and laughed intermittently.

"Hahahaha, hahahaha…"

Her laughter was very soft, full of artificial mirth, until the intervals between them grew longer and longer and finally stopped.

Qin Jue put down his hand, and it hit the bed with a "bang".

In the camera, a person with most of his body lying on the bed maintained this posture, just like in the previous video, his eyes were lifeless, as if his vitality was being drained away bit by bit, and his hope for life also disappeared, like a dead person.

She lay there for a long time before she finally managed to stand up with great effort.

Then she looked around blankly and walked out of the camera. After a while, she walked to the desk and sat down with a small medicine box in her hand.

That's when she noticed the reflection of the camera lens and was startled a little.

She was stunned, as if she just remembered the reason and original intention of everything that had just happened.

A few more minutes passed, and she suddenly laughed out loud.

"As expected." She smiled and shook her head. Her previous determination and courage completely turned into self-abandonment. "The result cannot be changed."

In front of the camera, she opened the medicine box and took out several unlabeled medicines and a handful of disposable syringes.

"This is the unknown medicine that my mother, Ms. Jiang Qiuyue, has been injecting into me since I was two years old."

She held the thing in front of the camera, still with a faint smile, and reached for her phone with her other hand.

"Thanks to someone's help, I got the drug analysis results.

"They're male hormones."

She put down the potion and showed the camera the page on her phone, which contained several detailed analysis reports.

"My mother lied to me and told me these were nutrients.

"And I never suspected anything in more than a decade."

She put her cell phone aside and started to unpack the disposable syringe while talking softly.

"I was told not to get too close to anyone, male or female, and to keep my distance. I never went to the toilet with any peers of the same or opposite sex, and never once entered a bathhouse."

She even smiled and said, "It's a pity that I'm from the Northeast but I haven't experienced the bathhouse culture."

"When I was in middle school, I saw the biology textbook and had deep doubts about my gender. I thought I was a hermaphrodite or a monster, but I didn't think about it from the perspective of these potions. I also told my mother about my pain, but she just said that I was special, I was born different, and it would be fine when I grew up.

"Later, I was careless once and didn't inject the medicine at the fixed time, so my mother scolded me severely.

"That's when I discovered the secret."

She shook the medicine, cleaned the disposable syringe, inserted the needle of the syringe into the soft stopper, and extracted the medicine with very skillful movements.

"Because I have been exposed to a large amount of male hormones since I was young, my body has very obvious male characteristics." She smiled again, "However, although my Adam's apple and beard appeared successfully, there are some things that just won't grow no matter how hard I try. This is really not my problem. I have tried very hard." She said self-deprecatingly.

At this time, a portion of the medicine was drained, and she used her other hand to hold a pair of tweezers with alcohol cotton and wiped it on her skin.

At the end of the video, she put away her smile and looked directly into the camera, as if she could communicate directly with the person watching through it.

"I am a woman."

She whispered, "I'm not ashamed of my gender."

"Mom. This is the last time."

Her expression was calm, and her eyes no longer wandered as before, but were fixed straight in the center of the camera, without any wavering.

In the camera, she stabbed the needle into the side of her neck.

At the end of the video, on a black screen, her voice says:

"All the good qualities of human beings are not restricted by gender.

"No matter what path I take in the future, the premise of all my thoughts and actions will always be: I am a human being.

"A person with complete and independent values."

This chapter is written together with the previous one, with a total of 5600+ words. It may be tiring to read, so I split it into chapters again.

(End of this chapter) Qin Jue turned off the camera and put it aside.

She sat at the desk, looking ahead, her back straight, just like every time she was in the combat base. But in comparison, her eyes were distant and indifferent, and there was a hint of coldness from her after having experienced many vicissitudes of life, as if it would disappear in the next second.

"Dad..." Mori Ran called her on the phone.

Qin Jue breathed a sigh of relief and returned to normal.

"How is it? Pretty good acting, right?" she said with a smile.

Mori Ran waited for a while before asking quietly,
"Is this really acting?"

Qin Jue closed his eyes and said nothing.

People should not have hope for some things. Even if there is hope, it will never come out of thin air. First there must be a small flame before it can burn.

She calmed down a little and was about to reply with a smile, but she suddenly shuddered and her expression changed.

It's that familiar desire to kill!

It came suddenly and more violently, covering Qin Jue's consciousness in an instant and blocking her thinking.

Qin Jue suddenly clasped one hand on the corner of the desk and covered her chest with the other hand. She lowered her head and gasped, with veins protruding from the exertion on her forearm, but she couldn't stop this desire!
She wanted to kill someone.

I want to hear the screams of the weak.

I want to be surrounded by gushing blood.

Qin Jue slammed his head on the table with a thud. The knuckles of the finger that was pressing on his chest were bent and dug into his skin fiercely, but the strong beating of his heart could not be stopped. An extremely tempting pain continued to burst out, gnawing at his bones like a drug addiction.

Damn it…

Qin Jue's pupils were covered with a terrifying blood red. Her suppression over the past few days had indeed backfired!
Her senses became extremely sharp at this moment. Through two doors, she heard Jiang Qiuyue's sobbing. That was the breathing of a living person, a fresh life. She really wanted to tear her in half.

With a bang!
The corner of the table was broken by Qin Jue!
She squeezed out a sharp and terrifying scream from her throat, and held the corner of the table covered with irregular wood thorns in her palm!
Blood oozed out, and the pain came from the palm of her hand, but she still couldn't control her bloodthirsty impulse!
She wanted to kill Jiang Qiuyue—

Can't kill!

Want to tear her apart, want to break her bones -

Can't kill!

I want to tear her skin and organs into pieces—

Can't kill!

Qin Jue exerted force again and gripped the wooden thorn deeper.

"…Aran!"

Qin Jue made another sound, his voice was extremely hoarse and his throat was extremely dry, like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing against each other.

She took a deep breath, stood up, and rushed into the bathroom in two or three steps, ignoring the fact that the chair was pushed backwards.

"Give me the soul strength!"

"receive!"

Sen Ran's voice was tinged with tears, and before she finished speaking, a huge pain poured down from Qin Jue's brow!

Pain!
The body seemed to be split in half from the skull cavity, and every pore had the illusion of bleeding out. The organs became dough, and were wantonly squeezed into various shapes by several hands. The flow of blood was accompanied by severe pain, and each exchange left a bloody scar.

Qin Jue leaned against the wall and convulsed. After a while, he collapsed to the ground, still shaking.

After a few agonizing minutes, her eyes returned to their normal color, a breath came out from her dry lips, and she slumped in the corner, groaning tiredly.

Fortunately, she still has this trump card.

Fight poison with poison and relieve pain with pain.

Qin Jue controlled his breathing frequency, allowing his high-beating heart to slowly calm down.

She had been clenching her teeth tightly from beginning to end, but when she relaxed her teeth, they became a little loose and her mouth felt numb and sore.

"Have you been trying to digest it recently? You've spent a lot of the pocket money your father gave you."

Qin Jue smiled hoarsely, propped himself up with one hand, and tried to pull out the wooden block in the palm of his other hand.

The piece of wood had pierced deep into her body, and she had to use some strength to pull it out, leaving a large piece of flesh and blood.

The pain in this body is unbearable.

She still had time to think about that.

I don't know if it's because of the domestic violence caused by Qin Jingsheng or because of genetic optimization, but her body's response to pain is very weak, which is a good thing under normal circumstances, but it seems useless at this time.

"Dad, do you want me to optimize it again to heal your injuries?" Sen Ran did not answer Qin Jue's previous question, but asked after sniffing.

Her baby voice was tearful and pitiful and cute.

"It's not a big deal." Qin Jue said with a smile, "The interval between the two gene optimizations is so short, it's such a waste."

Her medicine box was placed on the desk when she was filming the video, so she had to stand up and walk out of the bathroom to find it.

Before leaving, Qin Jue turned on the shower head. Her palm, which had been pierced by the wood, left a small pool of blood on the ground, which could not be rinsed clean in a short time.

A few drops of blood were spilled intermittently on the way from the bathroom to the desk, but Qin Jue ignored it. She picked up the chair and put it away, then sat down again, treating the wound with one hand, wrapping the bandage several times thicker, and tightening it with her teeth.

The situation is terrible.

Qin Jue was covered in cold sweat from the pain, and the breeze when he walked made him stick to his body and feel uncomfortable.

The conversation with Jiang Qiuyue had already relaxed her emotions, and coupled with the sadomasochistic act, the physical pain didn't matter to her, but the mental exhaustion was inevitable.

She was too naive to think that she could have a good talk with Jiang Qiuyue.

When people returned to the harmonious society from the end of the world, they first met Qi Qingyuan and Zhang Ming, and then received a lot of positive feedback from Cen Yi and Jiang Shuming, which made her a little bit dizzy.

How cruel is this family? How sick her living environment has always been. Doesn't she know it herself?
Qin Jue wanted to laugh again.

Jiang Qiuyue has an obsession to change her, and she also has an obsession to change Jiang Qiuyue's obsession.

Why bother, putting on layers of nesting dolls?

It's not worth arguing with Jiang Qiuyue about this.

Qin Jue rested for about five minutes, then stood up to clean up the bloodstains on the ground. As he stood up, he caught a glimpse of the opened luggage bag beside the bed.

A book lay there quietly, wrapped in a cover, with a line of handwritten words on it: An Actor's Self-cultivation.

Qin Jue's gaze stayed on it for two seconds, then he moved away and went to the sink to get a towel to wipe the floor.

She had prepared everything. She had been involved in underground boxing fights and had been stained with blood when she sneaked back home. She had bought cleaning agents specifically for this purpose, so she was not worried about being discovered by Jiang Qiuyue.

After cleaning up the bloodstains, he took a shower avoiding his injured hand. When he came out, Qin Jue removed the bandage. Although the skin and flesh had not yet healed, the bleeding had stopped automatically.

"Ah Ran, give your mother a tip. And book a ticket to Shencheng, the nearest one."

"Eh? Okay!"

Mori Ran was a little unhappy, but he perked up when he heard that there was something to do.

"Send a message to Jiang Qiuyue tomorrow morning, telling her that the high school has some matters related to school application, and the teacher asked me to come over."

"good-"

Mori Ran had obviously been holding it in for a long time since she learned about her mother's news. She responded happily and then disappeared.

Qin Jue took out the book that Cen Yi gave her. She wanted to go back and take a look, and planned to take the book with her to read on the way.

Although we only spent less than a week there, the crew felt more like home.

She made some basic inferences based on Cheng Zheng's experience. This desire to kill was more like an inner demon, a sequelae of the battlefield, and was a problem that both of them had to face as they retained memories of the apocalypse.

Her dog threw himself into death row prison and tortured him for several years. Although it was a solution, it was not suitable for her now in any way.

Moreover, Qin Jue also discovered that for her, this sadistic impulse was not only an instinct deep in her soul, but was also related to her own emotions.

Whether she was facing Qin Jingsheng or Jiang Qiuyue, once her emotions fluctuated negatively, her bloodthirsty desire would take advantage of her irritability and unhappiness to break out and try to control her reason.

In such a situation at home, with none of his relatives, friends or companions around, Qin Jue needs some sense of belonging.

Even if there is nothing, you have to find something to do to divert your attention.

After analyzing so much with pretended calmness, Qin Jue shook his head in self-mockery.

After all, she was just a little lonely.

That's why I wanted to go back to the Shencheng Film and Television Base to take a look from afar.

There, she first gained affirmation and recognition after her rebirth.

Oh, that's too pretentious.

Qin Jue smacked his lips and felt very disgusted with himself.

She put on her coat and found a fingerless glove to cover her left hand, where the skin was still slowly healing.

Then he held the bloody piece of wood and stared carefully at the table with a missing corner.

Hmm... How do I fix this thing?
...

When the text message of successful ticket booking was sent to his mobile phone, Qin Jue had already slipped out of the house.

She leaned over to the window and listened carefully. Jiang Qiuyue was tired from crying and fell asleep. Her breathing was even.

After hearing the news of her husband's death, she flew back urgently. After taking care of the funeral and other matters, she also had a quarrel with her "son". As an ordinary person, she would have been exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.

Qin Jingsheng's accident had been dealt with, so Qin Jue had no worries. In order to avoid extra trouble, she initially asked Sen Ran to keep the gender column in the identity information as it was. This was also the reason why the police did not react unnecessarily at the time.

She went downstairs, took a taxi, and went straight to the high-speed rail station. When she used her ID card to swipe through the passage, the words "Qin Jue, female, 19:45, G8187, car 04, seat 12F" appeared on the display screen in sequence, which was very pleasing to the eye.

The high-speed train ride from Liancheng to Shencheng only takes one and a half hours. Qin Jue did not take any luggage and only had a book in her hand. The train started slowly, she adjusted her seat, and carefully opened the first page of "An Actor's Self-cultivation".

at the same time.

Beijing. High-tech industrial zone.

An L-shaped building made of glass material rises from the ground and soars into the sky. It was designed by the founder himself. Below the 21st floor, it is horizontal, with three layers of transparent glass walls arranged in sequence. During the day, the sun shines through the sun and the shadows are interlaced, forming a pictographic "Qin" character. In the middle of the night, the indoor lights are on, reflecting the four characters "Qinyi Technology"; the vertical building above the 21st floor is based on a column as the central axis, and the corridors and stairs are surrounded by the glass center column, rising in a spiral. Under the moonlight, a strange creature like a dragon can be seen lurking in it, combining technology and art, fashion and majesty.

There was no security at the gate of the Qinyi Technology Group headquarters. There were only two robots that looked like large figures standing solemnly, with azure light flashing in their two pairs of electronic eyes from time to time.

At this time, in the chairman's office on the 47th floor, the sound of a young man cursing could be heard faintly.

"How can Tao Shicheng be so disgusting!"

*The inspiration for the [Qinyi Technology Group Headquarters Building] in this chapter comes from: the German Historical Museum, and the designer is Ieoh Ming Pei.
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Chapter 23 Qinyi Technology (Recommended Position Preheating and Additional Update)

Wen Xuhuai was so angry that he picked up the Coke on the coffee table, unscrewed the cap, and put it down angrily.

"You should talk less." Another person who was reading a book nearby frowned in pain, "You are the one who curses the loudest."

"oops."

Wen Xuhuai turned around twice anxiously and then slumped down on the lazy sofa.

"Old Yang, how can you be so calm? How dare Tao Shicheng do such a thing? It's disgusting, it's disgusting!"

Jiang Ziyang rubbed his temple. Wen Xuhuai hadn't passed the voice change period yet, and his hoarse voice gave him a migraine.

"That's not something you can solve by just yelling here," he said.

Jiang Ziyang was also annoyed. Their boss started from scratch and led Qinyi Technology to where it is today. Every major national project in the past few years has had the contribution of Qinyi Technology. Apart from anything else, at least in giving back to society and benefiting the people, Qinyi Technology has never let anyone down.

But Tao Shicheng showed up unexpectedly.

The story began more than half a year ago, when Qinyi Technology's artificial intelligence technology developed to a new level. To put it in the simplest and most understandable terms, the personal wisdom and ability of artificial intelligence to handle affairs can almost completely replace the existing manual customer service.

In order to avoid massive unemployment of the cheap working class, Qinyi Technology has kept this technology secret for a long time. Adhering to the policy of developing one generation, using one generation, and selling one generation, it deliberately only puts the lowest level of artificial intelligence on the market. The most common one is Qinyi Logistics' drone. According to market feedback, this level of AI can be harmoniously integrated into social work without causing social panic. Although the technical strength is not the highest, it is the most suitable.

With the further development of artificial intelligence technology, the performance of Qinyi Technology's more than 100 supercomputers has also soared, and the problem handling has become more flexible and humane, greatly improving work efficiency.

At this time, Cheng Zheng, chairman of Qinyi Technology, started to arrange a new project, scientific research assistant.

According to the project plan, the research assistant focuses on scientific research artificial intelligence and provides real-name binding services for every scholar (including graduate students) engaged in scientific research in China. The research assistant can help researchers proofread data, monitor experiments, and use the most advanced logical data modules to analyze the structure and core of the paper. It has built-in duplicate detection and anti-plagiarism functions to ensure the research rights and authorship rights of every scholar. It can even analyze the current research situation and results, and come with a research prospect forecast report to provide resource application certificates for research that has made real contributions but is insufficiently funded for various reasons.

Even for extremely common or extremely unpopular topics, the research assistant can automatically search and download genuine relevant scientific research literature (for a fee) according to different research topics, and provide researchers with accurate translation of the full text as appropriate.

It can be imagined that once the scientific research assistant is issued, the domestic scientific research undertakings will flourish within a few years, good money will be protected and bad money will be driven out, the research progress and quality will be greatly improved, and scientific research results will be fruitful everywhere.

However, precisely because this project was done so well, it actually took away some people's cake and eat it.

Tao Shicheng is one of them.

He is a national-level scholar and has indeed made many contributions to the country during his research career. However, as he has grown older, not only has his energy and ability declined year by year, but his heart towards science has also gone astray.

In this year's International Science and Technology Exchange Conference, Cheng Zheng, chairman of Qinyi Technology, originally wanted to publicly release the scientific research assistant project at the conference, but Tao Shicheng tampered with it and put Qinyi Technology's application for the conference under the name of Longke Office.

The full name of Longkeban is Longguo Scientific Research Office. Tao Shicheng holds a powerful position in it. He enjoys both fame and fortune and is highly respected.

Qinyi Technology is a private company. Although it has participated in many national projects, it has only served as a technical partner.

Tao Shicheng's move was both ingenious and disgusting. If Cheng Zheng had brought up the scientific research assistant project at the meeting, he would not have represented Qinyi Technology but Longke Office. In other words, such a promising project would naturally become the achievement of Tao Shicheng's subordinates and bear his name.

Logically speaking, his actions would involve copyright disputes, but this man timed his actions perfectly, concealing the truth both at home and abroad. Cheng Zheng only learned about Tao Shicheng's incident after he had already arrived in the United States.

If Qinyi Technology expresses dissatisfaction at this time, or refuses to propose a project, even if it is right, it will be seen as an internal conflict within the Dragon at the international exchange conference, and it will be embarrassing in front of outsiders. It will also be criticized by public opinion, saying that "the geniuses of Qinyi Technology are young and frivolous, and they don't consider the overall situation. They focus on small profits and forget the greater good."

Tao Shicheng used the international conference as a banner to force Qin Yi Technology to admit its bad luck. This was an open conspiracy, which made it even more disgusting.

Jiang Ziyang gritted his teeth secretly. Which of Boss Zheng's projects in the past few years has not contributed to society? Why should the achievements be seized by people like Tao Shicheng? Even if Tao apologized later, in the eyes of foreigners, Qinyi Technology was subordinate to Longke Office. Who would carefully understand the twists and turns of the truth?
Tao Shicheng came and went, stepping on Qinyi Technology to rise to the top, and earned a lot of international reputation for nothing!

"It would have been nice if one of us had gone with the boss."

Wen Xuhuai rubbed his hair wildly, extremely frustrated.

"Come on, you?" Jiang Ziyang was six years older than him, and found his childish remarks funny. "Are you better at fighting than the boss or smarter than the boss?"

"Your words are too harsh!" Wen Xuhuai couldn't help getting angry again, "I can't do it, but you are better than me, right? And there's Old Xie!"

He pointed at Xie Mang who had been typing on the keyboard in the corner.

Workaholic Xie Mang was staring at the three screens, ignoring everything else. His eyes, hidden behind his gold-rimmed glasses, moved quickly back and forth across the rows of data.

"I've already said it, it's a done deal, there's no point in you getting angry here." Jiang Ziyang sighed, "The boss will find a way."

As the person who followed Cheng Zheng from the beginning, he was very clear about the boss's "personal record". The current news was that Cheng Zheng was under house arrest by Tao Shicheng in the name of protection, but how could the boss, who had such a high fighting power, be trapped? What a joke.

It's just that Cheng Zheng's realm is high and he doesn't want to get on the same level as Tao Shicheng.

To be honest, a 22-year-old postdoctoral fellow like Jiang Ziyang sometimes can't help but be complacent about his achievements, but Cheng Zheng is different. After he founded Qinyi Technology in his teens, he has never even once focused on the small profits in front of him.

Jiang Ziyang felt as if Cheng Zheng had witnessed the destruction of civilization and technology with his own eyes, so he was always prepared for danger in times of peace, and he considered the overall situation in everything he did, taking into account the nation's prospects and world development. His level of thinking was simply incomparable to that of mortals like them.

This is also the reason why Cheng Zheng, although he always has a cold face and is not good at socializing, has been able to win their respect and following with his abilities since he was a teenager.

"But, but we can't just do nothing!" Wen Xuhuai pouted, looking aggrieved.

When he is doing research, he is shockingly calm, with high inspiration and intuition. However, in daily affairs, he is like a teenager, always anxious and confused.

"Yeah, so aren't you waiting for news from the boss?" Jiang Ziyang turned a page of the obscure scientific research book in his hand. He was also anxious, but being anxious could not solve the problem.

"Huh?"

Xie Mang in the corner suddenly spoke.

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"What's wrong, Old Xie? Is there any news?" Wen Xuhuai jumped up.

"No." Xie Mang was a socially anxious tech geek who didn't like being too close to people. He subconsciously shrank back into his chair. "On August 24th, there was an abnormality in the Lu Rui series of products." His voice was also thin and light, very energy-efficient.

"Oh, okay." Wen Xuhuai stopped halfway through his rush.

Jiang Ziyang looked up from his book: "Lu Rui series? Number 24? Isn't that the day before yesterday?"

Their Qinyi Technology's product experienced some changes that even Xie Mang found abnormal, and it took two days to discover it. This was unreasonable!

Jiang Ziyang put down the book and walked quickly, looking at his display screen from half a meter away from Xie Mang.

"Lurui 37? It's an old model from many years ago. It fell off a cliff and only sent out a distress signal two days later..."

The more Jiang Ziyang muttered, the more confused he became. He pulled out something that looked like a handheld game console from his trouser pocket, played it for a while, and suddenly his expression changed.

"The network hardware in the car has not been inspected for many years, the system has not been updated for a long time and the version is old. When the rescue alarm program was triggered, the equipment overloaded and exploded... This is impossible!"

What was displayed on the machine in Jiang Ziyang's hand was the report on Qin Jingsheng's accident.

"How could we not consider self-rescue when the network control system fails?" Jiang Ziyang frowned and flipped through the previous and next documents. "The airbag did not pop out during the cliff fall... unless it got stuck in the blind spot of the switch, but the probability of this situation was only 0.0001% when tested that year!"

Wen Xuhuai's voice followed: "The car involved has no information left, and there is no in-car video that automatically starts in an emergency!"

"High-tech crime!"

Jiang Ziyang and Wen Xuhuai said in unison.

"It's okay." Xie Mang's tiny voice came.

"How is it okay? This is a technology that can be hidden from our Qinyi Technology!" Wen Xuhuai became excited again.

Jiang Ziyang raised his hand to stop him: "Something is wrong. With his technical level, he could have kept it a secret. Why did Xiao Xie discover his abnormal data?"

"Did this person intend to expose himself?" Wen Xuhuai just had big mood swings, but he was not stupid.

"Yes."

Xie Mang said: "So I gave her the internal network interface."

"Wait, why are you just-" Before Jiang Ziyang could finish his words, Xie Mang had already raised his hand and pointed at the screen:
"She's here."

In an instant, all the screens in the chairman's office at Qinyi Technology Headquarters suddenly went dark!
"Who are you? What is your purpose!"

Jiang Ziyang and Cheng Zheng had been to the military camp before, and he immediately tensed up and stretched out his hands to protect Wen Xuhuai and Xie Mang. At the same time, he glanced at the security robots in the room, and they had all gone into hibernation!

The person who came here is not friendly!
He quickly thought of many possibilities in his mind. Could it be that Qinyi Technology had too many enemies and was attacked by a joint attack? Lu Rui 37 was a bait? How could it be possible? This was illogical...

"Where is Cheng Zheng?"

A voice sounded, and surprisingly it was a young girl's voice, with a sweet tone but a serious and cold tone.

It turns out that he is coming for the boss!

Jiang Ziyang was about to speak, but Xie Mang spoke up first: "Mr. Cheng is in the United States, and I don't know his exact location."

"Xie Mang! You..."

Wen Xuhuai was stunned and wanted to rush over to cover his mouth, but Xie Mang folded his legs around the chair, stood up, and bowed to the display screen politely and respectfully.

Jiang Ziyang and Wen Xuhuai were both stunned. Can't you tell that you, the guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, are a traitor?

"Welcome home, young master."

Xie Mang maintained his clasped hands posture, a rare smile showing on his fair face with some dark circles under his eyes.

What kind of weird welcome scene is this?

Wait, Young Master?!

Jiang Ziyang suddenly thought of a possibility and took a breath.

At this moment, the display screens lit up one after another. The entire 47th floor was the chairman's office, surrounded by various data display screens. At this time, these screens showed parts of the "person" in turn. When combined together, it turned out to be a giant snake swimming slowly on the screen!

It has a huge body, its scales are forest green, and the patterns on the middle and lower parts look like two flying feathers.

"You, are you..."

Jiang Ziyang was surprised and delighted, "Miss Qin Ran!"

As soon as Qin Ran's name came out, the green anaconda on the screen disappeared along with a bright green light spot. At the same time, a human figure gradually condensed in the life-size vertical screen in the center.

The girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with phoenix eyes and snake pupils. Her appearance or style was between two-dimensional and three-dimensional, but her features were quite obvious. At a glance, one could see that the lower half of her face resembled Cheng Zheng.

"Xiao Jiang, you have a really bad memory."

Sen Ran curled her lips. She recognized him as soon as they met. Isn't this Jiang Ziyang? He followed his mother to learn how to study technology during the apocalypse. In the two years after she was born, he played hide-and-seek with her. One of them hid in the data stream while the other typed on the keyboard to find him.

"Xiao, Xiao Jiang..."

Jiang Ziyang's handsome face was a little bitter. Being called like that by a 15 or 16-year-old girl, he felt so embarrassed...

He looked at Xie Mang with a bitter face and resentment.

The group of people closest to the boss did know that the boss had a daughter, the snake that was entrenched outside the headquarters building, but normal people would think that the snake the boss was talking about was a metaphor or symbol, right?
I didn't expect that the young master was really a snake!
Boss, you are so wild!
Jiang Ziyang's three views were shattered.

Only Xie Mang has a middle school syndrome. If you point a snake at him, he will really believe it is a snake!
Wen Xuhuai also had his worldview shattered. He looked at Sen Ran and said "Ahhh" for a long time, but in the end he got to the point more directly than anyone else:
"Young Master! You finally showed up! Let me tell you, there's a bastard named Tao Shicheng, he—"

Wen Xuhuai briefly explained: "In short, the International Science and Technology Exchange Conference needs to be prepared for the venue two months in advance. Boss Zheng has been out of contact for a month since he went to the United States! I don't know where Tao Shicheng placed him!"

Sen Ran listened quietly to his story. The faint smile on her face disappeared, and her sweet expression turned completely gloomy. Her aura was majestic and fierce, as if a storm was about to come.

"Got it." Sen Ran said coldly, "You guys take care of the headquarters and the industry, I'll take care of Mother's affairs."

With that, the display screen suddenly flashed, and the data on each screen fell like a waterfall, returning to normal. The robot in the corner restarted and performed a routine self-check.

Only the girl's figure disappeared in an instant, as if she had never been there.

Xie Mang stared at the screen where Sen Ran left with fascination, and murmured, "She is worthy of being the boss's daughter."

He can move freely in the Qinyi Technology Network, which ranks among the top in the world in terms of technological power. When communicating with people, his expression is vivid and his thinking is full of vitality. No wonder Boss Zheng has never given a positive look to the existing AI technology. This is the pinnacle of super intelligence—

"Ouch!"

Xie Mang was locked by Wen Xuhuai's arm.

"How do you know it belongs to the young master!" Wen Xuhuai shouted angrily.

"The transmitted distress signal is in the shape of a snake on the data matrix..." Xie Mang waved his arms helplessly.

"Ahhh, why didn't you say so earlier!" Wen Xuhuai tightened his grip on Xie Mang's neck.

Ever since the young master showed up, he was relieved. After all, the boss was so powerful, he would be fine, but he was in trouble and couldn't help. Now that the young master with strong technical ability was helping him, there must be no problem!

After figuring this out, he stopped panicking and started arguing with Xie Mang.

"Okay, Xiao Huai."

Jiang Ziyang held his forehead and verbally rescued Xie Mang.

His expression was full of indescribable words: "Did you notice just now, the word the eldest lady used when she referred to the boss was..."

Mother…

Mother…

Boss, what on earth did you do before?

Jiang Ziyang felt like the whole world was going wrong. It was exactly 9:30 in the evening when Qin Jue arrived at the gate of Shencheng Film and Television Base.

Cen Yi had posted on his WeChat Moments a few minutes ago, saying that tonight was a big night scene and would have to be filmed until the next day. He also posted a photo of himself smoking a pocky and cueed Qin Jue.

Qin Jue actually brought her box of Pocky with her. She gave Cen Yi a thumbs up, took out a Pocky from the box and put it in her mouth, then looked up at the sign of the film and television base.

My memory went back to the day when I met Jiang Shuming and his group at the Liancheng Boxing Stadium, and it played back in my mind like a movie.

Not only did she meet Qi Qingyuan and Zhang Ming by chance, but even the character Chi Na in Jiang Shuming's movie was based on her boyfriend. Now that she is playing the role, it can only be said to be a coincidence and it is wonderful.

When I went to ask Jiang Shuming at that time, I was half confident and half relying on luck. I originally wanted to give it a try. If I didn't get the desired result, I would change the topic to Qinyi Technology to see if there was any useful information. However, I didn't expect to get good news.

Qin Jue stood there for a long time without moving.

She lived for her family in the first half of her life, and in the next thirty years, she just survived and protected herself. Later, when she saw a large group of comrades building fortifications in the camp, she suddenly felt that she should continue to fight. Was it a mission? Or a sense of responsibility? She didn't know.

Later, she won and came back. Her mother Sen Ran had her own career. Qin Jue returned with a super system and the mentality and skills he had cultivated in the apocalypse, but he was confused and didn't know what to do.

It was at this time that the guidance and encouragement from Jiang Shuming and Cen Yi gave her a direction.

An actor?

Qin Jue knew how to act, or pretend. Whether she was communicating with Li Dazhuang or hiding the truth from the police and keeping evidence, she was acting. After all, a person's performance in front of different people and in different situations is never the same. A person has twelve sides, and each side is different.

It's just that this kind of disguise is playing yourself, not someone else.

"What is love?
"You love me, what does that mean?"

Qin Jue muttered while holding a pocky in his mouth. These were the lines of the young man Chi Na in the film.

In "The Cage", after the organization collapsed, Chi Na escaped and wandered outside, and was taken home by a little gangster girl named Lin Ling.

This ferocious wolf learns to love and be loved from scratch in a small wonton shop, just like a child.

But before he could get a passing score, he died.

"You go do your work. I'll be here."

Qin Jue recited the lines one by one, "What I am best at is being obedient."

What kind of mood would Chi Na and Ji Sheng have when they said these words?
Was it peace of mind, or self-mockery?
Then what about herself, was she the Qin Jue who needed others to order her and arrange her so that she would feel that her life had a direction?
The career of an actor... was it a straw handed to her by Jiang Shuming and Cen Yi, or was it something she really wanted to do?
Qin Jue put himself in the mood of the characters in the play, and in the midst of complicated thoughts, his body suddenly tensed subconsciously, and he turned his head sharply to the right and rear!

"ah!"

The person who was more than ten meters away was frightened and his phone fell to the ground with a thud.

Female voice, medium height, long hair, dressed in casual clothes, carrying a suitcase.

Qin Jue let down her guard. She had just been bitten by the backlash of her murderous desire, and her aura was not as freely controlled as before. She was a little overly sensitive.

"Feel sorry."

The two were quite far apart, so Qin Jue walked over quickly. The girl was squatting to pick up her phone. The suitcase, which was not controlled by anyone, slid forward, and Qin Jue caught it.

"Your suitcase."

"Ohh, thank you...Ahh!"

The girl brushed the dust off her phone, looked up, and gasped.

"?"

Qin Jue, holding a pocky in his mouth, with a confused look on his face.

The girl's round eyes widened even wider and she took a few steps forward. Qin Jue was worried that he would lose control again, so his expression changed and he took two steps back almost as a conditioned reflex.

"Oh, sorry, sorry."

The girl reacted and her face turned a little red.

"It's okay. Your suitcase." Qin Jue was still tense, his expression and tone a little stiff.

"Thank you, thank you." The girl took the lever and stuttered nervously, "Um, you are…"

?

Qin Jue looked at her suspiciously.

"I'm a passerby, not a staff member, and I don't have connections, so I can't get in," she said bluntly.

"…"

"I'm not a paparazzi and I don't sell photos." Qin Jue added, his expression still cold.

The girl was stunned for a long time, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"No, no." She waved her hands frantically, "I'm not a stalker fan nor an extra in the show. I just came to see the gate."

She tried very hard to hold back her laughter, and after coughing several times, she whispered, "Well, what I want to say is, are you... the little wolf in "The Cage"? "

Qin Jue blinked, then realized that he was recognized: "Yes."

She didn't know if her running back without saying hello would affect Jiang Shuming and the others, so she immediately said, "I've finished filming. This is a personal behavior and has nothing to do with the crew."

"I, I, I don't mean anything else." The girl frantically found a student ID in her pocket. "My name is Liu Xinyue, and I'm a fan of Cen Yi. Um, I'm going to take the postgraduate entrance examination, so I won't be able to see Boss Cen in the next year. I knew he was filming here, so I wanted to come and take a look."

In order to prove that he is not a bad person, he tells the truth and does not know how to hide it.

He is so innocent, just like a student.

"Okay, I understand. I believe you."

Qin Jue only glanced at the name on Liu Xinyue's student ID card and didn't look at anything else that he shouldn't have.

She added: "Even in a harmonious society, don't casually share your personal information with strangers."

I finally managed to talk more, but it was about this.

Liu Xinyue showed an obvious expression of holding back laughter again and nodded: "Yeah, I will remember it."

Seeing that Qin Jue had a cold face but did not show any sign of leaving, she boldly said,
"Actually, I have a roommate who likes you very much! She, she asked me to bring you some words if I meet you. Uh, ah, this, can I take up a moment of your time?"

Help! She never thought she would actually meet Little Wolf!
His eyes are so pretty! When they look at each other, she doesn't know what to say!

Liu Xinyue's head was a mess and she wanted to scratch her hair.

Qin Jue was slightly stunned, then nodded and said, "Okay, go ahead."

The movie hasn't even been finished yet, and she only plays a minor supporting role in four scenes. How can she still have fans with this?

"Huh? Ohhhh okay!"

Liu Xinyue was busy again. She opened her phone and searched through the chat history for a long time before finding the pictures sent by her roommate and clicking on them.

Qin Jue took the phone. Her external image was still that of a man, so she was very careful and held the lower end of the phone on purpose, not touching Liu Xinyue's hand.

She chewed the pocky into pieces and swallowed it, then licked the crumbs from her lips before looking at it carefully.

There are six pictures on the phone, all of which are photos of letter paper with handwritten words on them.

…

To Mr. Qin Jue:

Excuse me! I don't know if the teacher can see this letter, but it doesn't matter. I am satisfied with writing it.

I struggled with this name for a long time. It's a bit embarrassing to call him Little Wolf in front of him/, so let's just call him Teacher according to international conventions!
My name is Xu Jingyi, you can call me Little Mirror. I have been a little nerd since I was a child. I have never chased stars, and I don't have any aesthetic taste for the handsome guys that everyone talks about. Although I respect friends who chase stars around me, I don't really understand their mentality.

Before I met you, to use a phrase from the Internet, I was often out of tune with the people around me because I was too straightforward. In recent years, the economy has developed rapidly, and people's lives have become richer, but for some reason, a wave of traffic has arisen. In my opinion, many stars are not very good, but they are loved by many fans because of packaging and publicity. But what can these fans get from their idols? Every time my star-chasing friends recommend it to me, I am very curious about this question. Some of them say that they will be happy when they see handsome men and beautiful women, while others blindly believe that life will have meaning only when they have their favorite stars. But if you really ask them, they can't say anything, and finally just end with "It's okay as long as you are happy, why are you so serious?"

I have different ideas from them, we can't talk to each other, and I often lose a lot of friends because I speak too directly. (Why do I have to talk about my own misery?) But after meeting you, I seem to understand the meaning of chasing stars.

My family runs a martial arts school. Although I am not very good at it, I can still see some of the tricks. In the behind-the-scenes footage of you and Teacher Qi fighting, both of you were very serious. You can tell at a glance that you are the real deal. Also, please forgive me for looking at other places (because it's not my fault that your vest is so loose, Teacher Qin! Cover your face). I have helped many students in the martial arts school to deal with injuries, so I can see that the injuries on your body are real. I also followed the makeup artist's Weibo, and she mentioned that you have your own design for the role, and you have pierced your ears many times without complaining about the pain.

Actually, according to my understanding, I think that performing artists are like this. An idol should have enough strength in singing and dancing; an actor should be serious about filming a good movie. Maybe it's because there are too many stars who don't work very hard but have to show off their work ethic when they get a little injured, so I followed my roommate to follow "The Cage" and was immediately drawn into the pit.

Later, the crew tagged your Weibo, and I followed you. You are really low-key 2333. You don't even open private messages and comments. Your dozens of Weibo posts are all reading notes and various check-ins. You give me a very real feeling, just a person who works silently, never complains about hardship or tiredness, and studies and works steadily.

I grew up in a martial arts school, and my parents taught me to be calm and down-to-earth. But after entering university, my life became colorful, but I felt that everyone around me was very impetuous, receiving a lot of information every day and enjoying fragmented entertainment. As a nerd, I felt like I didn't belong to the world of young people. I had few friends and it was difficult for me to fit in with them. As the days went by, I began to doubt whether I was really weird, whether I was too backward, and whether I was like an old stubborn old scholar who insisted on unimportant things and would be eliminated by the times sooner or later.

That's when I met you. Although it was my one-sided self-conceit, seeing you who is somewhat similar to me and is down-to-earth, I suddenly felt that my outlook on life and values are meaningful, and I should not force myself to change myself, cater to the so-called fashion, and become flashy. Before, I had been hesitating whether to directly participate in work, accumulate experience, learn smooth social skills, and become an "adult". Now I have decided to stick to my own ideas, continue to take the postgraduate entrance examination, study for a master's degree and a doctorate, be down-to-earth, and accumulate professional knowledge first!
I am really happy to meet you at this turning point in my junior year when I have to make important choices for the future!
I hope Teacher Qin will continue to work hard, play the roles he likes, and perform better works!

(ps. I'm really sorry, according to common fan standards, I may not be considered a real fan if I don't vote for the charts or anything like that. I hope I didn't offend you QAQ)

(pps. Why am I so long-winded? I'm so sorry for talking so much on my own!)

Thanks to [Xuetian Xingxing] for the recommendation vote (bow

Chapter 26 Her Response

The signature was Xu Jingyi, with a parenthesis and the word "small mirror" written in it.

Qin Jue lowered his head and read every sentence, his eyes flashing.

"Thanks."

She took a deep breath, returned the phone to Liu Xinyue, hesitated for a moment, and asked:

"Can I take a picture of it?"

Although she had completely memorized the content and handwriting.

"Well, I'll send it to you then!" Liu Xinyue blurted out, and then she felt something was wrong, too reckless. She was just asking for contact information, how could Xiaolang give it to her -

"Is it okay? Thank you." Qin Jue took out his cell phone.

Eh hey hey hey? !

Liu Xinyue was stunned. Suddenly, an idea came to her mind and she stammered:

"Well, then, how about I ask my roommate to add you?"

Oh my god! ! You can get the real star's Feixun QR code by chasing stars! ! Is it true that the top student is also a winner in life when it comes to chasing stars! !

"Hmm?" Qin Jue blinked. "I can do that. I don't know what your roommate thinks. I hope I don't offend her."

Although she doesn't know much about the fan community, based on this letter, maybe Heo Kyung-yi would rather keep her distance from her favorite actors.

Even though Qin Jue was the one who was liked, she didn't feel that she had any reason or qualifications to elevate her position. She treated her fans with a sense of superiority, as if she was giving them some kind of gift.

It's just about liking and being liked, we are all human.

Besides, it was she who unilaterally wanted to keep the letter, so she was the one who was bothering others.

—Oh my god, Little Wolf is so gentle. Boss Cen, if you don't open for business, I will climb over the wall right now!

Liu Xinyue was so excited that she was incoherent: "Well, then I'll give her a call and ask!"

"Okay. Thank you for your help." Qin Jue nodded obediently.

"It's okay!" Liu Xinyue pressed the phone frantically and clicked on the speakerphone after the call was connected.

"Mirror, mirror, I met the little wolf!"

Liu Xinyue was so happy that her voice was shaking a little.

"Huh? What did you say? Wait, I'm in the library elevator."

It's pretty calm over there.

"..." Liu Xinyue's enthusiasm burst open.

"...Puff." Qin Jue turned his head and his shoulders shook.

"It's fine that you arrived at school early, but why are you still in the library so late?—" Liu Xinyue asked weakly after her buff was removed.

"Organize your review materials." Xu Jingyi walked out of the first floor holding a pile of books. "What did you just say?"

Liu Xinyue glanced at Qin Jue, who had a smile on his face, and a plan came to her mind, and she became possessed by the spirit of drama.

"Ahem. Um. Good question, Comrade Xu Jingyi, do you know where I am now?"

"Shencheng Film and Television Base?"

Xu Jingyi asked as he walked, "Have you seen Boss Cen?"

"Wrong." Liu Xinyue looked at Qin Jue again, "Here's a hint! There's someone standing next to me right now!"

"Uh - have you met other fans of Boss Cen? Did you recognize them as relatives?"

"…"

Liu Xinyue gave up and explained to Qin Jue weakly, "I'm sorry, Xiaolang, she is usually like this."

Before Qin Jue could say anything, Xu Jingyi screamed: "What what!"

Liu Xinyue immediately raised her head and hummed twice with great satisfaction:
"I didn't expect it! I met your little wolf!"

She held back her laughter, turned off the speakerphone, handed the phone to Qin Jue, and winked at her.

Qin Jue laughed, mouthed "thank you", and put the phone to his ear.

"A small mirror?" she asked.

"…Um."

The book in Xu Jingyi's hand fell to the ground with a bang. She covered her mouth and took a long time to respond.

"Did you drop something? Go pick it up first?" Qin Jue had sharp hearing and heard it.

"Oh, okay, okay. I'm sorry, teacher, please wait a moment-"

Xu Jingyi squatted down, picked up the books and notebooks, held them in his arms and ran to the bench next to him.

"It's okay now, now." She took her breath slowly.

"Well, sorry. I hope it doesn't affect your review?" Qin Jue asked.

"No, no, I just finished my studies and am going back to the dormitory." Xu Jingyi's heart, which had been beating wildly due to nervousness and running, slowly calmed down.

"That's good. Um..." Qin Jue pondered for a moment, "I saw your letter, thank you."

Xu Jingyi sniffed slightly: "Hmm."

"I want to ask, can I collect these pictures?"

Qin Jue's eyes rarely moved left and right. She felt that this request... was quite strange.

"Well, I originally wanted to take a picture, but classmate Liu suggested that I add you on WeChat so that you can send me the picture. However, I think it may not be convenient for you, so I would like to ask for your opinion." Qin Jue added.

There was a noticeable nasal sound coming from Xu Jingyi's end. She paused and whispered:

"Excuse me, Mr. Qin. Can I calm down first?"

"Okay, sorry." After all, it was Qin Jue who was abrupt, and she felt a little apologetic.

After about dozens of seconds, Xu Jingyi calmed down a lot.

"I didn't expect that Teacher Qin would actually read my letter and call me to ask for my opinion. Thank you so much."

She smiled a little awkwardly. "I, I thought about it, and I think, maybe, maybe it's better for us to keep our distance. That is, that, I mean, we both have our own lives, and I prefer to watch you from afar and work hard with you..."

Qin Jue smiled: "Well, I understand."

He added: "You have a good attitude, and I agree with you."

"Yes!" Xu Jingyi nodded vigorously with a smile on his face. "Well, how about this, er, is your company convenient for receiving things? I...I'll send the letter to you?"

Qin Jue's eyes lit up slightly, and he smiled and said, "Okay, then, I'll give the address to classmate Liu and ask her to pass it on. It's easy to make typos over the phone, and it will also waste your time."

"Yeah!" Xu Jingyi nodded.

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore. If you just came out of the library at this time, remember to go have dinner. Good luck with your studies."

"Okay!" Xu Jingyi nodded desperately.

"I've returned the phone to classmate Liu." Qin Jue chuckled and signaled with his eyes.

Liu Xinyue took the call and spoke a few words to her roommate, then hung up. Qin Jue took out his cell phone's memo and wrote down the address, and Liu Xinyue just took a photo to identify it.

"Little Wolf, you are so good..." Liu Xinyue climbed the wall on the spot, "I need another wall."

Qin Jue smiled and said, "After "The Cage" is released, if you buy a ticket to see Brother Cen, it will be equivalent to supporting me."

He added: "Please scan the payment page for me."

"Huh?" Liu Xinyue subconsciously did as she was told, with a look of confusion on her face.

"Aren't you going to trouble Xiao Jingzi to send the letter?" Qin Jue said with a smile, "I'm asking her to do this, so of course I should pay for it."

She calculated the express delivery fees in her head and found that they varied in different regions, so she paid 30 percent more.

"Ah, ah?" Liu Xinyue was stunned. "Uh, well, you don't need so many things to be sent from Sichuan Province to Liaoning Province..."

My point! What am I talking about!

"Oh, it's okay." Qin Jue smiled, "There's also your phone bill and Xiao Jingzi's meal money in it. Since you took up her time, I'll treat her to a meal."

"Ah, this…"

Liu Xinyue was in a trance.

No, do such gentle people really exist? ? ?

"It's not gentleness, it's just being reasonable." Liu Xinyue said this unconsciously, and Qin Jue smiled.

Then he said, "Please wait for me here for a moment."

Liu Xinyue nodded blankly.

Qin Jue quickly walked into the supermarket next to the film and television base and came back quickly.

"This box is the same one as Brother Cen's." She handed the chocolate-flavored pocky to Liu Xinyue, "These two boxes are for you and Xiao Jingzi. I don't know if the flavors will be disappointing, so just, you guys eat them as you like?" Besides chocolate, the only things in the supermarket were strawberry and matcha.

"Ah, you, this, I..."

Liu Xinyue took a few boxes of pocky and lost the ability to think.

Qin Jue's cell phone vibrated twice. She took it out and took a look. It was a message from Sen Ranfa.

[Dad's Good Girl Ranran]: Dad! Liu Xinyue's train ticket is at 10:40 pm, she's going to be late!
Oops.

Qin Jue put away his phone and said, "Student Liu, are you carrying your suitcase to catch the bus?"

"Ah? I-ah! Yes! I was trying to catch the bus! Oh my god, I'm going to miss it!"

Liu Xinyue performed the famous painting "The Scream" with true emotion. She had rushed over to take a look at it on time, but she didn't expect to see Qin Jue. She was so shocked that she almost forgot about it.

"There's still time."

Qin Jue said, "I'm taking a taxi now. Do you want to take a picture of the gate of the film and television base as a souvenir?"

"Ohhhh yes yes yes."

Liu Xinyue slapped her head and realized that she really wanted to take a photo and post it on her Moments to show her determination.

After a while the car arrived and Qin Jue helped her carry the suitcase into the trunk.

"Master, this kid is in a hurry to catch the bus, please drive faster. And by the way, can you help carry the luggage, it's quite heavy."

Qin Jue gave an instruction.

"Okay, sure!" The driver drove away with Liu Xinyue.

Liu Xinyue sat in a daze in the back seat of the online car-hailing vehicle for a long time, and then she pushed her luggage through security in a hurry. She didn't feel at ease until she got on the sleeper berth and opened the Feixun chat box with her roommate.

Xu Jingyi has sent her many messages.

Liu Xinyue covered her mouth and rolled over and over on the upper bunk several times before she sent a voice message to her roommate in a trembling voice:

"Mirror—how can Xiaolang be so nice—!"

(End of this chapter) In late summer and early autumn, the temperature has turned slightly cooler.

Many small crews that had finished their night shows were finishing work one after another. Figures were walking towards them from afar. Qin Jue raised her head to glance at the sign of the film and television base, pulled her hood even lower, and after walking a distance, she began to jog, gradually increasing her speed until she ran out of the suburbs, then she suddenly leaned against a big tree to catch her breath.

Within two minutes, Qin Jue jumped up on the spot, stepped on the ground, grabbed and hung with his hands, and swiftly climbed up the tree and sat down on one of the thick branches.

She looked through the gaps between the branches and saw bright lights in the distance.

The depression that had lingered in her heart for a long time had slowly receded at some point. Qin Jue sat quietly on a high place, and the moonlight melted into her eyes, revealing a bit of tenderness.

She pulled her cell phone out of her pocket and opened Jiang Shuming's Feixun chat box.

"Director Jiang, is the crew still short of people? Assistants, handymen, anything is fine."

Almost at the same time, Jiang Shuming also sent a voice message.

"Xiaolang, my master saw your clip and there's an audition for a new play here, do you want to come?"

Both sides were stunned at the same time.

Jiang Shuming called and Qin Jue picked up the phone, but was speechless for a moment.

"What? You want to come back after just one day away?" Jiang Shuming was the first to break the silence and laughed.

Qin Jue slowly showed a smile on his face: "Yes."

"Have you decided to become an actor?"

"It wouldn't be bad to try."

"Okay!" Jiang Shuming was really happy for her decision. "The Cage is about to be finished in Shencheng, and I will be returning to Su Province in the middle of next month. If it's convenient for you, come directly over."

"Okay, I just happen to have something going on at home." Qin Jue replied.

Then he asked, "What audition did you just mention?"

"My master is casting for a movie." Jiang Shuming's voice was filled with a strange smile, "The male lead is a perverted murderer, what do you think?"

Qin Jue was speechless: "The male lead?"

"There is no law in Longguo that stipulates that the leading actor must be a man." Jiang Shuming lowered his voice but still smiled. "Xiaolang, if you want to try, I'll send you 30% of the script by email."

Qin Jue only weighed the issue for two seconds: "Okay. I'll leave it to Director Jiang."

"If you want to pursue this path, you should first work with the crew to gain some experience. When "The Cage" is released, you can see which company is more suitable and sign a contract. My master's audition was at the end of November, just when the filming of "The Cage" was finished."

"Yeah." Qin Jue nodded.

"Okay, I'll give you the script. You can read it first. I'm going to get busy."

"Okay." Qin Jue said sincerely, "Thank you Director Jiang for giving me the opportunity."

After the voice call ended, Qin Jue quietly looked at the lights of thousands of homes for a while, then turned over and jumped down.

"Dad, have you decided to become an actor?"

"Let's try it first."

Qin Jue smiled and said, "But before that, I have to go to America to find your mother."

By the way, settle Jiang Qiuyue down.

"Well - I have another piece of news, Dad, do you want to hear it?" Sen Ran stretched out the words, his tone was very cute.

Qin Jue walked towards the high-speed railway station and answered,
"It sounds like good news?"

"Yes!" Sen Ran reported to her sweetly, "I have completely digested the resources in the system space. Some of them come from the parallel world of Blue Star. If Dad needs it, I can provide tens of thousands of film, television and music resources!"

Qin Jue's footsteps suddenly stopped: "What?"

"Half of the souls of the dying people that the system grabbed originally came from a parallel planet called 'Earth'. I have compared them. The macroscopic development of Earth and our Blue Planet is basically the same, but the modern history is different, and accordingly, many entertainment works that do not exist on Blue Planet have been born.

"The garbage system absorbed their souls and emotions, extracted the information in their memories and saved it as resources for its own use. At first, I didn't want to use too much of my father's soul strength to digest this information, but, but I didn't want my father to give up his dreams! Now I have a lot of resources. Whether my father wants to be an actor, singer or writer, these works from the parallel world can help!"

Mori Ran swam around on the phone and automatically opened the snake icon APP:

"Dad, look!"

The simple and elegant application page displays a large number of cultural works. Just as Mori Ran said, there are all kinds of books, music and even film and television resources.

Qin Jue looked at them line by line, smiled and shook his head after a while.

"Ah Ran, you don't want me to just copy them out, do you?"

"Hmm…"

Mori Ran twisted the upper right corner of the app. "Is it not possible? They have never appeared on Blue Star."

In the end times, resources belong to whoever holds them, and the victor has the right to dispose of her spoils at will. Isn't that right?

"That's not the problem."

Qin Jue smiled.

"If I only gained fame and status by carrying things, what's the point? This is not my real strength. Besides, culture is different from survival resources. It belongs to the creator, just like the creator's child. Think about it, if someone took you away, without mentioning your mother's name or mine, and announced to the world that you were created by him/her, would you be happy? What would your mother and I think?"

Mori Ran tied himself up in a knot and fell into distress.

"Ah Ran knows..." She accepted Qin Jue's point of view, and the whole little snake was unhappy, "Dad, I'm sorry, did I do anything unnecessary?"

"No."

Qin Jue rubbed her head on the screen and said, "It's a waste to have resources but not use them. I will use them, but in a different way."

For example, she picked up her old profession and started learning to transcribe and compose music again.

She is not that kind, why not use something that can be used? But she will not use the so-called "passing on excellent works" and other excuses to cover up. When using resources for profit, she will definitely draw a bottom line in her heart that will never be crossed.

"So now I have a favor to ask of you, Aran."

Qin Jue smiled and said, "Compared to the existing cultural works, can Ah Ran help Dad find out if there are any useful acting courses in the system space?"

…

Jiang Qiuyue came out of the kitchen and wiped the water droplets on her hands on her apron.

When she heard the door open, she went to greet him: "You're back? What did the teacher say?"

Qin Jue was still changing his shoes: "Teacher Liu suggested that I choose the American offer."

She looked normal, not tired at all. "Everything has been arranged at the school. Mom, you see, my dad has to... Can you quit your job and go to the United States with me?"

Jiang Qiuyue pursed her lips, a little worried: "Of course, I can, but Mom has to make money for you to spend."

"Mom, don't worry."

Qin Jue looked at her and slowly smiled:
"For the past 19 years, I have never had to worry about food and clothing. What you have given me has always been the best."

She curved her eyebrows and said, "Now it's my turn to repay you."

For books about entertainment, original scripts are still acceptable, but original music is really... difficult to write, and readers will also lack a sense of immersion (sigh)

Music and books will definitely be mentioned, and there may be people who mistakenly think that the plot is original work of A Jue (emm, after all, there is no original author otz in the protagonist's world), but the original work will be indicated and most of the profits will be invested in charity, trying to set a bottom line for plagiarism.

Clearing the minefield for all readers in advance (bow

Chapter 28: Little Madman (Please recommend)

Qin Jue and Jiang Qiuyue stayed in Liancheng for nearly a week.

Jiang Qiuyue submitted her resignation, and her employer wanted to keep her. However, when a female employee resigns on the grounds of "accompanying her son to study abroad", there will usually not be much obstruction because it is so common. Everyone subconsciously thinks it is reasonable and gives generous understanding without making things too difficult.

Their apartment was listed for rent on the housing app, and Qin Jue handled the household registration-related matters. Jiang Qiuyue was particularly easy to persuade at certain times, as long as you followed her logic - "Aren't men supposed to be involved in these big things? Let me handle these official matters, otherwise it would seem like my son is a coward who can only be raised by his own mother."

Qin Jue put on a hypocritical mask and felt that his acting skills had been improved to a higher level.

Jiang Qiuyue secretly called the doctor at home to confirm that the hormone drugs could also be sent abroad. She pretended not to hear it and hid her expression very well.

It was very difficult to restrain the murderous intent, and he used the remaining soul strength to recharge it twice.

Speaking of which, Qin Jue did not completely lie. When he applied for high school, he did receive an admission letter from the United States. With the help of Mori Ran, the visa application went smoothly.

Jiang Qiuyue took some simple English lessons after work and only knew the most basic daily communication. After the two arrived in the United States, Qin Jue clearly felt that Jiang Qiuyue beside her was getting nervous. She looked back and saw that the thin and small Jiang Qiuyue was at a loss in the moving crowd of foreigners. Every time a tall person passed by her, she would subconsciously take a step away, timid and flustered.

"Hey, son, come here, let me hold it for you."

When Jiang Qiuyue saw Qin Jue coming back pushing the suitcase, her expression immediately became relieved, and she rushed forward to take the handle from her hand.

Qin Jue looked at her: "Mom, are you nervous?"

"Oh, no, I'm not nervous at all." Jiang Qiuyue glared at her, "My son is studying in a big city like New York, how could I lose face for you!"

...Qin Jue sighed softly and smiled: "Yeah."

"It's okay." She led Jiang Qiuyue towards the exit, "I've arranged everything. We'll be settled in a few days at most."

"Okay." Jiang Qiuyue held her "son's" arm, her eyes full of relief.

Qin Jue settled her in the hotel. After she fell asleep, he changed his clothes and headed straight for the subway.

The financial system of the United States is different from that of Dragon Country. Qin Jue held a roll of cash and shuttled between the main subway lines with great purpose until he heard a familiar guitar sound in a subway station.

The man was in rags, with messy brown hair under a worn cowboy hat, and an untidy beard covering the lower half of his face. In front of him was a rusty microphone stand, and he was playing and singing on a guitar with a missing string. The sound was not in good contact, and there was a crackling sound of electricity that could be heard from a long distance away.

Qin Jue chuckled, walked quickly forward, and squatted right in front of him.

"Hey."

The man ignored her and closed his eyes, enjoying his own singing.

Qin Jue slapped him in the face.

Several people around were getting on and off the subway as if nothing had happened, and one of them waved to the police.

The man opened his eyes and asked her in American English mixed with a local accent: "What the hell do you want to do, you damn kid?"

"Noise can't wake up a musician until reality slaps him in the face."

Qin Jue stared at his cloudy eyes and chuckled in a ruffian way.

"Oh, f*ck, that's genius!" the man made a rather exaggerated expression, immediately forgetting his previous anger. "Is this your original idea? Bro, it sounds great!"

"It's your original work." Qin Jue gave him a middle finger as a courtesy, "Let's go, Freddy. Buy me a drink."

Frandy's expression became even more exaggerated: "You are such a mysterious and weird oriental thing." He gave a middle finger in return and suddenly laughed, "But I like it!"

Qin Jue rolled his eyes without disguising.

After not seeing him for many years, this guy's brain is still as missing a string as his guitar.

She helped him put away the microphone stand and speakers, and Freddy carried his broken guitar. Together they turned into the dark and damp alley and soon disappeared.

…

"Wow, you mean I'm singing and jumping into a pile of zombies at the end of the world? That's so cool!"

In the private room of the bar, Freddy took off his hat, pulled off his wig and tore off his beard, and looking at his face alone, he still looked like a normal person.

"uh-huh."

Qin Jue took a sip of wine. It was much easier to communicate with a psychopath. He just had to tell the truth. "To be honest, I wanted to save you at that time. A second later, I felt it was unnecessary."

"Of course!" Flandy covered his chest, "Death after the doomsday carnival! My dream!"

"I think I know why you died then." Qin Jue chuckled, "Which subway station did you lie on?"

Freddy suddenly calmed down from his excitement. He slumped down on the back of the chair, took out a cigarette and lit it for himself. He took two puffs before saying,
"That doesn't exist. It's happened two hundred and forty-one times already. Someone always stops me."

"Oh my God, you're not normal, I'm scared." Qin Jue sighed calmly.

"I also feel that I am extremely abnormal."

Freddy was holding a cigarette and crossing his legs. Without his messy hair and beard, he looked like the most common playboy.

"The stupidest thing in the world is to inherit a family fortune! Oh, God, why did that old man die in his lover's bed three years ago!"

"I'm not interested in your story with your father." Qin Jue refused his cigarette and took out a pocky and put it in his mouth, "Give me a house and two nannies who can speak Chinese."

"Oh, okay, which one do you want?" Frandy raised his hand and tore down the world map on the wall, then spread it out on the small round wine table with shaking legs.

"It's safe enough within the United States."

Qin Jue yawned, "I have to 'take care' of someone."

"It's so boring, so boring." Freddy shook his head frantically, "How could you do such a boring thing!"

Qin Jue chuckled again and raised his eyes: "Little lunatic, get it clear, I am threatening you." Her tone suddenly rose, "The inheritance code of your family business is-"

"Hey! Shut up!" Frandy jumped up and shook his fist at the air in front of her fiercely, "I just forgot it with great difficulty!"

Qin Jue spread his hands.

As the saying goes, mentally ill people have broad thoughts. In the early days of the apocalypse, she and the madman Frandy had similar interests. The three things they usually did were smoking, drinking and chopping zombies. Until one day, Frandy asked her to do something seriously, and then he rushed towards the zombie tide while singing.

He told her three complicated passwords and asked her to never tell him the passwords if he was still alive.

...Otherwise, he, the second-generation mafia scion, would have to go back and inherit the family business.

"If you want to forget it, just forget it. Why are you telling me?" Qin Jue said disdainfully at the time, "You think of me as a safe? That's a problem."

"Oh, you don't understand. Musicians need a switch!" Frandy said loudly while playing his guitar, "I'm going to realize my dream! After it's realized, the soul of my music will live forever here! My dear friend, I have nothing to give you, only these rat shit-like rubbish gifts!"

This gift of love is just a bargaining chip that I can use to threaten him after I become his relative one day.

Qin Jue thought of this and was speechless.

Forget it. This guy is obviously a psychopath, and he has to pretend to be a normal person for six hours every day to manage the family business. It's pretty hard.

She's still kinder.

"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself in the apocalypse." Qin Jue shrugged.

"What a pity! Why did my soul come back?" Freddy quickly wrote a phone number on a piece of paper and threw it to her. "I finally succeeded in committing suicide!"

"Who knows." Qin Jue flicked the small piece of paper and whistled, "Maybe you are too crazy, and the system doesn't even want you as a reserve."

"Oh!" Frandy suddenly realized and laughed wildly, "Thank you for the compliment!"

He patted Qin Jue's shoulder vigorously: "Go do your boring things! My friend! It is because of the existence of people like you that I am so great!"

Qin Jue bit the pocky into pieces and chewed it.

"Thanks, crazy little guy."

She crumpled the note into pieces and scattered them on the table, then picked up her cocktail glass, clinked it against Freddy's, and drank it all in one gulp.

"I'm glad to see you again."

"Get out of here, you're so boring!" Freddy raised his middle finger.

Qin Jue laughed, waved his hand and strode away.

(End of this chapter) New York. Queens.

Inside the spacious presidential suite, the figure of a young man was reflected on the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He is tall and well-proportioned. The pure black shirt outlines the straight curve of his shoulders and back, and the well-cut trousers make the proportions of his already slender and straight legs even more perfect. What is a little strange is that both the pockets of the shirt and the trousers are merely decorative designs, which is why he can only put his hands at his sides.

He looked outside for a while and then turned around. The interior of the room was elegantly decorated, and the surfaces of the various decorations were clean and smooth, constantly reflecting his silhouette.

"Director Cheng, what do you want?"

Just walking through the hall, two waiters in cheongsam spoke softly.

Cheng Zheng raised his eyes and heard the breathing of six men behind the door. They were Tao Shicheng and the "bodyguards" sent by the organizer whom he had seen before.

He said nothing, looked away coldly, and returned to the bedroom.

After turning the corner, out of sight of others, Cheng Zheng suddenly took a small step back, covered the upper half of his face with one hand, and pressed his fingertips on his eyebrows and temples, as if he had been briefly electrocuted.

But there were no electronic devices in the room or on him.

He stopped where he was and lowered his eyelids. His expression was still indifferent, but for no reason he looked more worldly and more like an ordinary person.

…

Qin Jue left the villa and took a deep breath of fresh air.

"Is there anything else I can help you with?" The middle-aged man with deep features and slightly bald white hair put his hand on his chest and bowed to her.

"No more. Thank you."

Qin Jue nodded slightly. She heard Jiang Qiuyue screaming hysterically behind the door, but the two skilled nannies were able to prevent her from hurting herself, and she could not escape from the villa.

This is her mother. Just like Jiang Qiuyue treats her, Qin Jue will provide her with everything materially and take good care of her.

Apart from that, there is nothing else to worry about.

Qin Jue bent down and got into the car. Frandy's butler George closed the door for her, and the low-key and luxurious sedan drove smoothly into the distance.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Qin."

After driving for a while, the driver's seat where George was sitting turned smoothly backwards 180 degrees - this car was driving intelligently and the driver was just pretending.

"I'm the one who got helped." Qin Jue smiled friendly.

"It's a good thing that the young master gave up the idea of suicide." George sighed in an elegant tone, "I must thank you."

"Please don't accuse me." Qin Jue laughed out loud, "To Freddy, this might be more like me murdering him."

"Since Mrs. Feng passed away..."

"This is not something I should know, George." Qin Jue said to him with a smile, "He gave up suicide because he knew he had died once. I am just a narrator of facts. I can't convince him to give up music."

There was a guilty gleam in George's green eyes.

"I was abrupt," he said slowly.

Qin Jue curled the corners of his mouth and moved his gaze to the window.

"I think Frandy has done a good enough job." She said casually in the rapidly receding scenery. "He has extraordinary sensitivity, which is enough to make up for his lack of working hours."

"George." Qin Jue joked, "Six hours of efficient and accurate work and eighteen hours of inefficient work, do you know which one will get a high score?"

She immediately put away her playful look and pointed meaningfully at the driver's seat of the white-haired butler.

"While all the competitors were still hesitating, Frandy had already secured the resale rights for Smart Cars throughout the Americas."

Qin Jue said softly, "In the next few years, your family's wealth and status will at least double because of this."

George followed her gaze thoughtfully, and his eyes stopped at the logo that seemed to be engraved naturally on the seat.

There is a pictographic "Qin" there.

…

"The International Science and Technology Exchange Conference will officially begin in two weeks. After launching artificial intelligence driving technology, what kind of surprises will Qinyi Technology bring to the world this time! Let's connect with experts..."

Amid the broadcast on the big screen, Qin Jue walked to his old position carrying a speaker, a microphone stand, and a guitar on his back.

These things were all made by famous artists, and each part was several times more expensive than her current one. Frandy pushed them to Qin Jue with disdain, leaving it to her to deal with ("Look at these exquisite pieces of garbage! All they produce are decadent and elegant things!").

Qin Jue put everything in place according to the procedure, connected the wires, and finally took out a folding display screen from somewhere, unfolded its own stand, and placed it near the microphone stand.

"Hey! You're here again!"

A young blond girl said enthusiastically, "I brought my friends to see you!"

Qin Jue smiled back.

"Oh man, it's you again."

A passing office worker first ran past her, then ran back without changing his pace, took out a few coins and threw them into the guitar case on the ground.

"I hope I can still hear you singing after get off work!"

Qin Jue laughed dumbly: "I think so."

"pretty!"

The office worker ran away carrying his briefcase.

She slung her guitar over her shoulder and began to tune it slowly. People gradually gathered around her and many of them took out their cell phones.

Qin Jue has been singing and playing here for a week. From singing a cappella to playing his own instrument, he has made rapid progress and is quite popular.

After tuning, she gently plucked the strings with her right hand, and several lines of text appeared on the LCD screen at her feet, starting with the name of the song and going to the lyrics, arrangement, original singer, etc. All the information was complete.

Qin Jue raised his head and put his lips to the microphone, and a series of soft guitar sounds rang out slowly.

…

As the sun moves, an inconspicuous car drives on the streets of New York.

"It's still good to be young." Inside the car, the middle-aged man sitting in the passenger seat sighed, shaking his head.

He has an Asian face, speaks Chinese, has some graying hair at the temples, has regular facial features, and an elegant temperament. He looks like a mature man with a lot of background.

The young man sitting alone in the back seat closed his eyes and said nothing, exuding a cold aura as usual.

"I should have thought of this earlier." The middle-aged man said to himself, not caring about his indifference, "Young people should just go out and relax. When you relax, you feel better and can think things through."

"Turn."

The young man suddenly spoke in a low voice with a solid ending, revealing the aura of a superior that left no room for doubt.

The middle-aged man's face was distorted when he was interrupted by him. The displeasure and sinisterness in his eyes destroyed his gentlemanly demeanor.

He snorted coldly and said to the driver: "Didn't you hear me? Turn."

No more words were said after that.

…

At an intersection in Times Square, a young man wearing a baseball cap was holding a guitar and singing softly behind a microphone stand.

"Fly
me to the moon

"And let me
play among the stars "Let me see
what spring is like

"On Jupiter and Mars
"

"In other words, hold my
hand

"In other words, baby, kiss me..."

(That is, honey, kiss me)
Three or four layers of people surrounded him, listening to his singing.

An ordinary car with an anti-see-through black film was slowly approaching from a distance. Inside the car was a young man in a black shirt sitting in the back seat with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He had his eyes closed and his fingertips tapping rhythmically on his legs.

The car passed the edge of the crowd, and the boy standing in the center was still singing:

" Fill my life with song

"And let me sing for ever more

You are all I long for

All I worship and
adore

"In other words, please be true
.

"In other words, I love you..."

(Let me tell you, I love you)

Amid the slightly noisy crowd, the boy's gentle bass voice penetrated the car window and reached his ears.

The young man with black hair and black eyes opened his eyes and without turning his head, he moved his gaze towards that place.

It was only a few seconds before he calmly withdrew his gaze.

The car continued to move forward, gradually leaving Times Square behind.

Thanks to [Qi Xiangyun] for the recommendation vote x3 (bow

*BGM: Fly me to the moon - Joshua Radin (cover version), there is dubbing in this chapter, it may not be reviewed

Chapter 30 "Rain in the Daytime" (Zero) (Please vote for recommendation)

After handing his daughter to her mother, Qin Jue stayed in the United States for a few more days.

Just like before, she went to Times Square to practice singing every day, once from 2 to 4 pm and once from 7 to 9 pm. In just a few days, she had a small group of fans and could see a few familiar faces every day.

Qin Jue's flight back home was on the 14th. In order not to let the people who often came here wait in vain, she put the news on the display screen the day before. Many people shouted for her to sing a few more songs, so she sang from seven in the evening to ten thirty. After she finished singing, the office worker handed her a can of beer. Qin Jue was delighted and drank the can of beer with him.

On her way back from Times Square, she was stopped by someone and asked whether the song was her original creation and whether she had ever considered selling the copyright. Qin Jue replied frankly that she was not the original creator and had no intention of cooperating. A scout had also asked her before if she was willing to sign a contract and make her debut, but she also refused.

Qin Jue had been staying in the small bar opened by Frandy for the past few days. He packed his luggage early in the morning and rushed to the airport.

Now that Sen Ran was not by her side, many things were no longer convenient, and she had to follow the procedures step by step. Fortunately, the airport was quite efficient, and Qin Jue arrived early, so he boarded an international flight to Su Province smoothly.

As a super intelligent system, Senran still has its limitations. In the end times, Senran was born in the body of a green anaconda, which is a mutant creature. Its soul strength has been trained to a very high level through repeated survival trials, and it has not been poisoned by the system. It is green and natural, which provides Cheng Zheng with the possibility of "opening his spiritual wisdom".

After Sen Ran's self-awareness emerged, the green anaconda became her real body. After several evolutions, her spiritual body could reside in a powerful soul. That's why she was taken by Qin Jue into the other world and together they killed the system.

After the father and daughter returned to reality, although Sen Ran could linger in the Internet, his real body still needed to live in a high-intensity soul. Before the decisive battle, Cheng Zheng asked his daughter to leave a mark in his soul. This part was equivalent to the backup of Sen Ran's data core, which was engraved in Cheng Zheng's soul. Even he himself could not unlock it without hurting himself.

In this way, even if Qin Jue fails, Cheng Zheng will notice this mark and will never forget what happened.

In addition, the marks can sense each other and confirm whether the other's soul is still there. However, after rebirth, everyone will be resurrected from the moment they died. Cheng Zheng died at the age of fourteen and Qin Jue was nineteen. The gap in time and space is too large, and the once useful sensing function has weakened a lot.

This time Cheng Zheng was under house arrest in the United States, and he couldn't connect to the Internet alone. It was Sen Ran who first infiltrated the surveillance cameras in various cities in the United States and calculated several approximate locations. Only then could Qin Jue pretend to walk by the downstairs of his hotel inadvertently and transfer Sen Ran's body to him across a vertical distance.

The two doomsday bosses have now fallen to a point where they can only be sensed within a hundred meters. If you tell anyone about this, you'll probably be laughed at by the Seventh Military Advisor.

After his daughter's body was transferred, Qin Jue could no longer chat with her as usual. If there was anything, they could only communicate through the APP. He really became an old left-behind father who chatted with his daughter online.

During the days when she was practicing singing in Times Square, Sen Ran didn't do anything. It seemed that Cheng Zheng wanted to stir up some trouble.

Qin Jue knew that he had his own considerations. Besides, he had lost his daughter and there was nothing else to worry about except missing her, so he did not contact her.

But her dog insisted on meeting secretly. They had been a couple for decades, but they acted like a young couple in front of everyone, with one pretending to pass by and the other singing a love song with a hint of meaning.

Ugh, I'm so embarrassed.

Qin Jue felt a little embarrassed when he thought about it and coughed lightly in the cabin.

Flying from the United States to Jiangsu Province requires a transfer in Beijing, which can be considered a medium- to long-distance trip. She sleeps very efficiently and has plenty of energy. She does not rest at this time, but takes out the bound script from her bag and continues to read.

Jiang Shuming's master is called He Xu, a famous director both domestically and internationally. He announced his retirement at the age of 50, and has since devoted himself to teaching, bringing up Jiang Shuming and two other students. This movie is the old man's new work after his comeback. If it weren't for Jiang Shuming's recommendation, Qin Jue, a little-known actor who hadn't even made his debut, would never have gotten an audition opportunity.

The movie is called "Rain in the Daytime", which combines everyday light comedy with horror. The male protagonist becomes a serial killer due to school bullying and his psychology is distorted. The story begins with the reunion of the male protagonist and his former high school classmates. In the plot that interweaves comedy and horror, the male protagonist's distorted life caused by school violence is revealed layer by layer.

Qin Jue only got 30% of the male lead's script, but the key points were all there, which was probably due to Jiang Shuming's special care. She only slept for five hours in the past few days, and the rest of the time was spent on transcribing music, practicing piano, singing, and analyzing roles. The script in her hand was already filled with thick notes and analysis.

Although the protagonist of "Daytime Rain" Mossen is a murderer, he is different from Chi Na in "The Cage".

Chi Na grew up in the organization and received no education. In his world, "killing" is just a task that must be completed. Mo Sen was originally an ordinary person, but school bullying distorted and changed him. He began to resist and gradually got used to killing. After committing several consecutive crimes, he even regarded killing as a daily routine. For him, challenging the rules and controlling people's orders made him feel that he was finally in a strong position, and he felt extremely excited.

In addition, as an ordinary person, Mossen does not have the excellent fighting instinct and strong aura like Chi Na. He is very ordinary and not very strong. He will wrestle and fight with people when killing people. It is precisely because an ordinary person like him has a terrifying and brutal killing power that he seems more terrifying under this strong contrast.

From the audience's perspective, this is a real person who can be found everywhere, but this person is a murderer.

With this setting, the feeling of horror and thrill comes out all at once, which shows the profound skills of the screenwriter.

The same is true for the overall plot. Because of the sex and bloody violence involved in this film, it was rated R15. In the few scenes in the 30% of the script, the screenwriter blended the two elements together, one is the pleasure of human intercourse, and the other is the sudden death of life. There are parallels and intersections, full of weirdness and perversity.

Qin Jue designed many movements for Mossen. In the process, she deliberately gave up her own advantages, weakened her muscle strength and combat experience, and put herself into the perspective of an ordinary or even somewhat thin person.

That's right, although Mossen is a murderer, he is not very tall, his skin is always sickly pale, and his body is thin. In the description of the original novel, "he looks gentle and his voice is low and hoarse with a sweetness."

In order to be closer to the role, Qin Jue underwent a lot of overload training. She lost a lot of weight, and her fitted clothes became looser, so that her slender waistline could be vaguely seen when the wind blew. As for her skin, she also tried every means to make it pale.

However, appearance is not the most important thing, not even action scenes. In Qin Jue's opinion, the difficulty of interpreting the role of Mossen lies in his emotions and past experiences. These literary scenes are exactly the part where she is not strong enough and needs to spend a lot of effort to study.

She sometimes thought, sometimes wrote down her analysis, and despite having made a lot of preparations, she still felt exhausted.

It seems that when I arrive in Jiangsu Province, I will have to spend a lot of time honing my acting skills.

Qin Jue took a look at the densely packed acting tutorials in the Senran APP and updated his daily plan in his mind.

The second script was adapted from the Japanese horror film "Daytime Rain" released in 2016. The original work was the manga "ヒメアノ～ル" written by Minoru Furutani.

(end of this chapter)