Characters and players are both players, which is really rare. However, the role's task is to 'become a person who cannot be forgotten'. Does this character think that he is not enough to attract public attention and want to be more characteristic, and it is best to let people have a glance for ten thousand years?

Here, Ren Yifei took out his resume.

The role "Zhong Lan" is the product of a typical business and political marriage. His mother is a sister of an official and his father is a rich man. After giving birth to him, his parents' marriage died, and he was raised by his always serious grandfather.

Because of the family environment, Zhong Lan has always been serious about sex since she was a child, and has been inheriting the family business after graduating step by step.

From the point of view of the data, this is the good boy who follows the rules, and his serious and indifferent appearance is his protective film.

If there is no accident, his future is to find a well-matched wife and give birth to a daughter to inherit the career. And he did pass this stage of marriage, and is currently preparing to marry the daughter of a certain group, but an accident happened.

Oh, the accident is not that he suddenly fell in love with the iceberg president, but that he meant the Mini Game.

The president of the iceberg works every day without falling in love, and he hardly ever plays games. But he didn't know what he had ordered, so he clicked into the world of the Mini Game Initiative. He didn't survive a single inning after that.

Zhong Lan knows a lot, he may pass the game when he comes across the game, but the first game of Mini Game is related to the customs of the Qing Dynasty, which happens to be his weakness.

On the verge of death, he combed through his past and found that his previous life was so bleak-if he died, except that his grandfather might miss him (or not, because to his grandfather, the family business is more important than Sun Yuanyu, not to mention that he has not only a grandchild), everyone else will soon forget him, including his parents.

He didn't live for himself, and all his choices were given to him by the people.

And other people's understanding of him is also so weak: although he is good-looking and capable, I am a very boring person, just like a puppet pushed by someone on the stage.

"if there is an afterlife, you want to be a person who cannot be forgotten and do what you really want to do." He made such a vow before he died.

This time the resume comes with a will?

It is rare to meet this kind of 'ordinary' role with nothing to hide, but it cannot be forgotten. There is an undiscovered charm on every person's story, and so does Zhong Lan.

Only some people's charm is peacock open screen, strong and eye-catching, some people's charm is deep valley lily, like to open quietly. Unnoticed, unattractive, easily forgotten.

Maybe he had some misunderstandings about himself, and let Yifei feel sorry for him.

"Hmm?" When a text message came from the mobile phone, he signed "Lao Hu". He gave him a phone number, saying it was a small group of game players, and he wanted to pull him in.

Ren Yifei was in no hurry to join the group, he opened the app of Weibo Mini Game.

Player: Zhong Lan

Grade: lv.1

Points: 6

This is a fixed list of messages, and in addition to them, there are several more pieces of information below.

The time of the next game is 22:00.

Next game tip: 8x8

During the non-game period, it is not allowed to disclose the game memory to any non-player, otherwise it will be obliterated.

You can send an invitation code to non-players within ten minutes before the start of the game, and you will get an exemption opportunity after a successful invitation.

He stared at the last message for a long time, and he remembered the resume saying that the original owner didn't know what he had touched to enter the game world.

According to the style of a good boy, he should not turn over the wall or look at the junk website at will.

Is it possible that he was cheated?

In response to this, Ren Yifei immediately opened the communication software to see who had been looking for him not long ago. Even take a look at the mailbox and look at the mailbox that you opened recently.

When he woke up from the car at 09:30, he glanced at his watch and was sure it was the right time.

But after reading the records, didn't contact anyone or open the mailbox at this time.

"is it possible that the invitation code will disappear after reading it?"

He went on to read the following as he suspected that he was hiding the bottom of the story.

"64? No, point out 'times' on purpose. Or what is the meaning of the symbol? " Ren Yifei chose to ask for help from the omnipotent netizens after a long time without knowing the truth.

Can not disclose the game to non-players, did not say that part of the information can not be displayed for help.

Ren Yifei, who is good at playing word games, took out the props and knocked on them: 8x8, what will everyone do?

One second, two seconds, nothing happened, he put away the amulet of the props, reached out to touch his forehead, and found that there was some thin sweat. It turned out that he was also nervous.

"A wheeled armored vehicle with eight wheels?"

"Rubik's Cube?"

Messages quickly appeared in this knowledge exchange forum, and the high reward set by Ren Yifei attracted many people.

But he waited for a while, but did not poke his answer any more. there were a variety of guesses, but none of them had an overwhelming advantage.

"if netizens fail, can veteran players provide some help?" As he went on, he chose to join the group of players, the workaholic. There is a notice on the group: players are welcome to communicate with each other.

"Welcome to the people of the world."

"well, I seem to have come to talk to you, little brother."

As soon as he went in, a pile of bubbles appeared inside, all saying that they would welcome him. Ren Yifei sent out five-digit red packets, and as a result, he snatched all the money in a second.

There are about 20 people in the group, and he is not sure what percentage of the total they are, and where they are at the level of the game.

Thinking again and again, instead of asking for help, he turned off his phone and tried to connect the broken timeline, find out the reason why the original owner entered Mini Game, and explore the opportunity of this infinite world.

Their car stopped at the entrance of the high-end residential area for a second, and the car drove in smoothly and entered the villa area.

It's after ten o'clock, but the road is brightly lit. And these lights only shine on the driveway, and the rest of the light is blocked by tall trees on both sides and will not disturb the residents on both sides.

Both sides of the driveway are surrounded by neat, tall trees, each of which is surrounded by neat and tall trees, invisible to each other, only vaguely looking at the brick walls.

The basic shapes of these dolls are all the same, but the decoration is completely different, and they are far away from each other, so they don't feel crowded.

"Boss, I'm sorry." Before long, the driver's voice sounded. The bezel in the middle of the front and rear seats fell slowly, and Ren Yifei looked out. First of all, let's take a look at the courtyard covered with rose flowers, and the balcony above is also luxuriant with deep purple hanging orchids.

As soon as the car stopped in front of a luxurious car, a security guard trotted all the way to the door and opened the door for him: "Young master, you are back."

"." This title makes Ren Yifei unaccustomed.

Ren Yifei thought that young people of this age should all live on their own, and then go in to see the old man. Although he was old, he had a bright eye, and he had a tendency not to be angry and arrogant.

"Grandpa." Ren Yifei saw at first glance that the old man was the real master of the family, and there was no need to ask him who he was.

"well, are you back? There is a stew in the kitchen. "

After the old man spoke, the whole house seemed to turn on the switch, went to the kitchen and pushed the old man's wheelchair. Everyone does his job quietly.

Ren Yifei originally speculated on the performance of his original master, and wondered if it would be more appropriate for him to be a little more enthusiastic, but now he finds that reticence is the most appropriate.

But do you still have the habit of eating midnight snacks after ten o'clock? He thought that rich people who paid attention to health care would not eat anything after nine o'clock.

"Young master." A woman in a dark dress came over and saw that she was trying to take the coat in his hand. Ren Yifei handed him his coat, and there was still a twist in the room. He really didn't like that there were too many strangers in the room.

Even if these people are well-trained, they have been in the house of people for more than a dozen years, but they have created an unmanned effect that can be heard when a needle falls on the ground.

After that, the old man did not speak, nor did he open his mouth, looking at the expressions of the people around him, as if this was normal.

If the original owner grew up in this kind of environment, it is also normal for him to become such a cold person.

On the long square table, the old man sat at the top of the table, and on his left-hand side was Ren Yifei's position, because there was no need for him to look for cutlery.

As he walked over, the servant moved the chair away. Everything is so skillful that it seems to have been performed hundreds of times.

After a while, the soup will be served. There are only two masters in the house, and as a result, the soup in front of them is not the same. In front of the old man is Millet Congee, which is easy to digest and easy to absorb. In front of him was mushroom soup, and didn't know whether it was the habit of the original owner or the habit of the old man.

"remember to invite Miss Ann out to dinner tomorrow night."

Miss an is the blind date mentioned in the resume, and the two are a perfect match.

Ren Yifei picked up food in his hand and said, "I have something to do tomorrow."

"I asked your assistant, but I don't have any plans for tomorrow night." The old man still talked to himself about his arrangements, "it's not for you to meet and just set it down." If you don't have this kind of meaning, the elders will not be forced to do so. after all, it is marriage, not enmity. "

It is said that he is here, and then refusing is not in line with the character of the original owner. Ren Yifei answered softly: "I will let people arrange it."

The old man looked up at him and sighed, "No wonder girls don't like it when you're so businesslike." Always choose a gift or send a bouquet of flowers. This is the future wife. Respect her. "

Ren Yifei: "." Silence.

He was regularly paddling the soup back and forth with a spoon to dissipate heat, and the spoon didn't touch the wall of the bowl once. Because he didn't know the rules of eating at home, he simply used everything he had learned.

That's why he doesn't like living with people. There are too many restrictions.

After eating a bowl of soup for more than ten minutes, the old man stopped and Ren Yifei put down the spoon.

"if you don't have time, ask Xiao Wei to send you the gift list, and you pick one." The old man looked at him. Although his eyes were ordinary, Ren Yifei read out the taste of "hate iron but not steel".

"." No, is that what you're thinking about during this meal?

Looking at the time, it was almost 11:00, and the old man's wheelchair was pushed into a small elevator all the way up to the first floor. Ren Yifei took the stairs.

He had no idea which floor or room he used to live in. He was supposed to see if there were any traces on the floor so that he could see the path, but the floor was clean and could not see anything.

I'm embarrassed. I'm almost out of here on the second floor. how do you explain that I forgot my room number?

Although Ren Yifei wanted to give him a hint, the reality was so cruel that the servants did not come forward to give him a hint, and the second floor was already closed.

Left or right? The second floor or the tower?

This is a simple proposition.

He was silent for a second, pretending to feel the phone vibrating in his pocket, looking low at his trousers, then fumbling out the phone, looking up and down for clues with an indifferent expression of reading documents.

'Xiao Wei', this is the word "Wei" mentioned by the old man before. Maybe it's an assistant, maybe the other person can send some information.

He quickly found Xiao Wei, who was an assistant. The newsletter was full of trivial matters of the size of the company, and there was nothing related to life. What's more, we talk about private houses and room numbers.

He stayed at the staircase on the second floor for so long that he felt that the people downstairs had seen it.

Help, can anyone talk about their private life?

Ren Yifei has a straight face, like a social animal whose rest time is occupied by work to deal with official business, but his inner wife has been trying to sos: to save the children.