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    Chapter 22 Homeowners

    "So you think that person is suitable?"

    Lin Ji was resting at home today. Not long after she woke up, her friend called and said that she was looking for a good seedling.

    "Suitable! Absolutely suitable!" Qiao Yan patted his chest, "You know my eyesight is not bad."

    Lin Ji didn't say good or bad, but was thinking.

    Listening to the silence on the phone, Qiao Yan felt a little suspended, and couldn't help but ask, "What about you? Is there a more suitable candidate?"

    "Still observing." Lin Ji didn't completely deny it.

    "Then why don't you try the person I recommended first?" Qiao Yan suggested.

    Lin Jing snorted and said to ask Qiao Yan to form a team and start a random match later, don't mention his existence to the other party, he observed the performance of that person.

    After the call, Lin Ji opened a trumpet account to log in and play. It didn't take long for Qiao Yan to pull him into the team, and then chose the random matching mode between practice sessions.

    Soon their team entered one of the preparation rooms.

    As soon as came in, three system prompts popped up.

    [System: The homeowner has turned on anonymous mode. 】

    [System: This performance is an unfinished script, please confirm your choice carefully. 】

    [System: The homeowner has turned on the character random mode. 】

    Upon seeing this, Qiao Yan immediately chatted with Lin Ji privately.

    [Joe: It turned out to be a semi-finished product, how about it, quit the rearrangement? 】

    [User_y91740: It's okay, that's all. 】

    [Joe: That's OK. 】

    Probably a lot of people have similar ideas to Qiao Yan. After coming here, it is a semi-finished script, and they can't choose their own characters, so they immediately quit the rearrangement.

    There are six rooms in total, except for the owner who created the room and the three of them, the remaining two vacancies are constantly joined and withdrawn.

    Two minutes later, another one finally came in.

    During this time, the homeowner was not idle, and new system prompts kept popping up on the page.

    [System: The homeowner has turned off the onlooker function. 】

    [System: The homeowner has turned on the mute function. 】

    [System: The homeowner has turned off the mute function. 】

    [System: The homeowner has turned off the guidance mode. 】

    [System: The homeowner has turned on the automatic plot correction function. 】

    Qiao Yan looked at the row of system prompts, endured and endured, and finally couldn't hold back, and ran to chat with her friends privately.

    [Joe: Shall we change another one? You look at the way the owner is touching and touching. What if he is a primary school student? 】

    [User_y91740: That's not right, you can also see the level of on-the-spot reaction of the person you recommended. 】

    [Joe: ...Okay. 】

    The five people didn't wait any longer, and soon the last vacancy was filled. As the sixth person chose to confirm, the scenery in front of them began to change.

    Since the host has turned on the anonymous mode, in addition to hiding the account name, the appearance of the characters in the performance will be intelligently selected in the template library, and the sound will also be changed.

    The scenery around Lin Ji quickly turned into a magnificent hall.

    The character he drew was Emperor Zhuang Mu.

    Fang Zhi didn't know who the other people in the room were at this moment, or that he didn't care who it was at all.

    After the lottery ended, the surrounding environment gradually turned into darkness. He stood alone on the top of the lonely mountain, admiring the moon. The breeze by his side slowly lifted the corners of his white clothes.

    Yu Wenyao.

    The "persona" in the original script was a beautiful woman, but Fang Zhi found out that his character was a handsome man with a long body and a white robe.

    Fang Zhi suddenly remembered something, lifted his sleeves and glanced, and saw three circles of pale lines on his slender white wrist.

    ...this is interesting.

    The sky just turned pale.

    There was a knock on Yu Wenyao's door.

    Fang Zhi opened the door, and standing outside the door was the old gentleman from Guanshui Medical Hall.

    The old gentleman's face was full of wrinkles, looking at the proud disciple in front of him with a kind expression: "Wen Yao, it's getting late, it's time for us to set off."

    Fang Zhi bowed and replied softly.

    The carriage was swaying, trekking through mountains and rivers, and finally arrived outside the palace wall in the evening a few days later.

    In order to confirm their identity, Yu Wenyao and the old man got off the carriage.

    It was also at this time that Fang Zhi walked to the edge and touched the vermilion palace wall, and a hard and cold physical touch came from his fingertips.

    Before he could feel it carefully, the guard with a long spear had already urged.

    "What are you doing here, that one is already waiting in the palace, why don't you get back to the carriage soon?"

    Hearing the sound, Fang Zhi turned around and looked at the guard carefully.

    There are six people in total with this show.

    The guard is obviously not one of the six, it's just the script preset

    PC, didn't expect the response to be quite intelligent and realistic.

    Because at the last minute, the host turned on the function of mute during the performance, so Lin Ji couldn't contact Qiao Yan at this moment, and didn't know what role the person recommended by her friend would play among the six.

    Zhuang Mu took out a small roll of note, read the contents several times, and handed it to the side of the candle to set it on fire.

    Almost at the same time as the note was burned, the people he was waiting for also arrived.

    According to the setting of the original script, Zhuang Mu will fall in love at first sight with a woman named Yu Wenyao, and there is a love story between the two.

    only……

    Lin Ji looked at the people below, wondering how this Yu Wenyao became a man.

    But the actor is an actor after all. No matter how surprised Lin Ji is in his heart, his face does not show any signs. According to the script, he gives an astonishing reaction, and then the plot continues.

    In fact, Fang Zhi was also looking at the man on the throne.

    ... It seems that this person also has two brushes.

    The situation just now had to be replaced by an ordinary person, and found that the beautiful woman who promised to fall in love at first sight has turned into a big man, and it would be fine if she jumped up from the dragon chair without shouting the scumbag directly.

    The old gentleman followed the script and performed the plot dutifully at the front, while Fang Zhi carefully looked at the man who was sitting on the throne with great bearing.

    Of course, Lin Ji was also looking at him.

    The young man dressed in white has a handsome face, delicate facial features, and red lips. Although he has a respectful look on his face, he has a temperament that is neither humble nor arrogant.

    He stood there quietly, like an immortal immortal.

    The eyes of the two collided in mid-air, and no one retreated half a point, and in the end no one could overwhelm the other.

    Until the old gentleman finished this part of the plot, Zhuang Mu and Yu Wenyao first saw the scene and it was over.

    It's just that someone doesn't seem to want to finish so quickly.

    When the old gentleman was about to lead the disciple away, he suddenly said something and so on.

    The two could only stop and wait in place.

    The majestic emperor withdrew his threatening momentum, walked down from the high throne, and walked all the way to the young man in white.

    "It's a pleasure to meet the two of you today, and everything after that..." The Emperor looked into the young doctor's eyes, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips, "It's all too much work."

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