212, Punishment Copy
Zongjiu felt a headache.
It was not an ordinary pain, but a splitting headache. It was like a hangover, or like drinking fake wine, and it hurt so much that I felt nauseous.
Then, countless broken and mottled memories began to come back.
Just a few hours ago, he stubbornly equated himself with an ancient god, opened his arms to the sky and said I am the king of the world, and said to the leader of the cult with contempt, "You are an ant", and addressed an evil god affectionately in a majestic and familiar tone. He was even unaware of his imminent death, and stubbornly believed that he would return to his sealed body.
Zongjiu: "..."
There was a moment when he really wanted to buy a standing ticket overnight and carry the train to escape from this planet.
After three seconds of silence, he comforted himself in his heart.
The leader of the cult was dead, and Shabu Nicholas would probably never see him again in this life. As for the devil... he arrived late, so he could ignore it.
Very good, let this memory become nothing, let it go with the wind!
No one would know that the magician had suffered from hysteria in the super S-level copy, nor would they know his dark history that could not be looked at directly!
It was in the midst of dizziness, pain and memory recovery that Zong Jiu heard an anxious and impatient voice in his ear.
"How long are you going to sleep? The leading actors are already here, don't you want to run away as a substitute?"
The tone of the voice was quite bad, with obvious anger inside.
Zong Jiu felt puzzled.
He struggled to open his eyes.
Strangely, he saw a gray and black in front of his eyes.
It was not the kind of polar night that blinded the eyes, but the darkness with sunglasses.
Through the polarized light refracted by the sunglasses, he could clearly see his current appearance in the reflection of the car door next to him.
The ragged yellow robe he was wearing had long since disappeared, replaced by an ordinary T-shirt and jeans. Not only did he wear a pair of huge sunglasses with frames that covered most of his face, he even wore a pure black mask, which made him look mysterious and particularly stylish.
What was going on?
Zong Jiu ignored the man who was shouting in front of him, and tried to contact the main system in his sea of consciousness.
Sure enough, the contact fell on deaf ears.
Logically speaking, if he survived, it would be that the subsystem contacted the main system to transfer him to another space, or the No.1 evil god took him back to the trainee dormitory.
But now neither of the two situations is true, which is very strange.
While Zong Jiu was trying, the anger of the person in front of him who had been ignored for a long time finally broke out.
"Did you listen to me?"
The next second, the hand that tried to reach forward to slap off the young man's sunglasses was suddenly grabbed by someone and gently folded back.
"Aaaaaaaa——"
The latter made a pig-killing cry, and the tears secreted subconsciously immediately ran down his fat face.
In front of him, the white-haired young man stood up slightly from the parking space, his sunglasses tilted down, revealing the sharp light pink pupils inside.
He obviously did nothing, but just a simple action could make people feel the cold and murderous intent.
Zong Jiu said coldly: "Why do you have to fight when you can't talk properly?"
"Let go!"
Zong Jiu was unmoved and maintained the posture of bending the opponent's wrist.
Even if his enhanced ability was lifted, it was more than enough to deal with a dead fat otaku.
Because of the action just now, the sunglasses on his face also slipped to the end of his tall nose, revealing most of his face.
The temperature outside the car was very high, it was a hot summer day.
Zong Jiu muttered about how someone would cover themselves with a mask in such a hot day, while reaching out to take off the mask and looking at the environment outside the car.
In the distance was a towering castle, dark gray in color, surrounded by spires, and still with faded dark blue on top. Judging from the style, it seemed to belong to the same style as the famous Neuschwanstein Castle in Germany, both of which were the most common types in the classical revival period.
The castle was surrounded by mountains and fields, with tall and straight trees blocking the sky, and only a few spots of light could be seen from the forest.
It is conceivable how dark it would be here at night, and the moonlight could not illuminate it.
Right in front of the castle, a large number of staff members in vests were walking around.
Some of them bowed their heads and tied a Steadicam on their bodies, with black slide rails laid on the ground, and a hydraulic pan/tilt that had not yet been put on the camera was placed on the side, and the script supervisor rolled up a white paper in his hand and gave instructions everywhere. A little further away, someone was adjusting the height of the pointing microphone, the direction and effect of the light curtain, and it looked quite professional.
Zong Jiu looked back and saw that the car he had just come out of was actually a small nanny car.
He was now basically certain that he had mistakenly entered a film set.
Strange, he couldn't contact the main system. Could it be that he had returned to the real world before he crossed into the book?
But this didn't make sense, because not only the clothes on his body, but also the clothes he wore were very different from Zong Jiu before he crossed into the book.
While Zong Jiu was thinking, suddenly the person in front of him moved again.
This fat guy didn't move.
He stood there, as if ignoring the pain in his wrist, staring blankly at the face of the white-haired young man after he took off the mask, his fat face full of surprise and obsession.
"?"
Zong Jiu, who had wanted to give him a hard time, was disgusted by this sight and quickly let go of his hand.
Even so, the other party's sight did not converge, but became more naked, staring at him straight.
While watching, the fat boy stammered: "You, you..."
Strange, is there something on his face?
Zong Jiu looked back at his reflection in the car window.
The young man in the car looked the same as he remembered, except that he was much younger and more energetic than the crippled, decadent magician before he entered the book.
He did not return to the real world.
After confirming this in his heart, Zong Jiu not only did not feel lost, but was excited.
Compared to the real world without any worries, challenges and fun, he certainly preferred the endless cycle full of excitement.
This time, seeing that the white-haired young man ignored him, the fat boy did not show any signs of getting angry.
While he kept his eyes glued to the former's face, he tried to go forward and take advantage of him.
At this moment, a gentle voice came from behind them.
"Director Li."
Zong Jiu raised his head lazily, and saw another pure black Mercedes-Benz Sprinter parked not far away.
In front of this luxury nanny car, many staff members held towels and cold water in their hands, and the slender figure surrounded by stars was walking towards them.
After hearing this voice, the fat boy who just wanted to come up and make a move suddenly shuddered, and immediately came back to his senses from that abnormal obsession, and immediately nodded and bowed: "Actor Ye, good morning."
The man called "Actor Ye" is a slender young man.
He was wearing the most ordinary white shirt and trousers, and a pair of sunglasses on his face. His temperament looked extremely elegant. Rather than being a showbiz person, he looked more like a young senior from a higher education institution.
"Is this my stand-in?"
The actor walked up and looked at the latter twice, as if he was interested: "Take off your sunglasses and let me see."
For some reason, Zong Jiu had an unreasonable sense of vigilance.
This person is full of very abrupt malice.
Although it is light, it can't hide from the eyes of the magician who is very good at perceiving emotions.
The most interesting thing is that this malice is completely different from that of the devil. Instead, it is more like some kind of cold resentment, as if it is stained by something unclean.
For this reason, Zong Jiu took a special look at his feet.
Yes, there is a shadow.
"Why are you still standing there? The movie star asked you to take off your glasses!"
The director Li just turned back and urged him in a low voice.
Zong Jiu paused, and his slender fingers rested on the sunglasses.
There are too many mysteries that are unclear now, including why he was suddenly transferred from that super S-level copy to here, and the completely different decorations and clothes on his body, as well as the inexplicable situation in front of him, including the abnormal obsession of the fat director just now.
In the absence of any answer, we can only wait and see.
The next second, the white-haired young man took off his sunglasses.
There was a dead silence.
Everyone, whether looking straight or sideways, intentionally or unintentionally, as long as they saw his face, all seemed to be fixed in place, with a faint black mist in the depths of their pupils, revealing an undisguised obsession.
Zong Jiu noticed that among so many people, only the actor in front of him, Ye, was the first to recover from his amazement.
He laughed and broke the silence.
"Hey, why does this stand-in look nothing like me?"
Not only do they look different, one has black hair and the other has long white hair. When they stand together, their temperaments are completely different, and their looks are even more different.
If it comes to appearance, the unknown little dragon role even surpasses the actor who is the dream lover of countless people.
Director Fatty was startled, with cold sweat covering his forehead.
Their crew was originally a low-budget production, and the investors relied on Actor Ye to bring the money into the crew. Whether it was seniority or backstage, this studio was the other side's talking point.
No one expected that such a flaw would occur in the time it took to find a substitute.
Just when he was finishing his draft and planning to explain in a hurry, the other party spoke again.
"How about this."
Actor Ye narrowed his eyes, "I think this kid is also talented, why not keep him here and give him a small role."
As soon as the time came, all envious and jealous eyes turned towards the white-haired young man.
This is a personal suggestion from the actor. If it were someone else with a different appearance, who would have such good luck?
Director Li was stunned for a moment and nodded quickly in agreement: "Okay."
This really plays into his heart.
Such an appearance seems to have an added layer of magical beauty, which can easily arouse the deepest desires in people's hearts.
Who wouldn't want to own him?
It was at this time that a familiar and cold mechanical sound suddenly sounded in Zongjiu.
[The sub-system is starting...the system started successfully]
[S-level trainee Zongjiu is currently in the punishment copy]
[The main mission of this copy: Survive until the filming of the movie is completed]
[Note: It was detected that the trainee was carrying an unknown source of contamination. After testing, it was found to be a curse mark belonging to Shub Nicholas. This curse has the characteristics of a plague-type spread. If the curse cannot be lifted, the main system will refuse the trainee's request to return to the dormitory. Trainees are also requested to actively search for ways to lift the curse in this punishment copy]
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