Chapter 2 The most shameful liar who pretends to be x
Chris' piano play space?
"From now on, you will start from scratch and join this interesting game."
"game?"
Qin Jian automatically ignored starting from scratch and focused all his attention on the game, with a faint sense of expectation rising in his heart.
After his head felt briefly dizzy, the picture in front of Qin Jian changed again. The light board that originally displayed items turned into a character interface similar to that in an online game.
【Chris' Piano Game Space】
【Contractor】: Qin Jian bound
[Level]:lv.0
【Experience value】:0/100
【Backpack】: Empty
[Skills]: None
[Worship value]: 48
I have eaten pork, but I have never seen a pig run away.
The scene described in the online novel in his previous life appeared before his eyes at this moment.
Facing such a high-end interface, Qin Jian, who had been mentally prepared, still couldn't hold back the throbbing in his heart at this moment.
However, what happened to the 48 points of worship that I already have?
After the brief surprise, Qin Jian also had doubts in his heart.
"The game has begun, let's explore everything by ourselves!"
The hoarse voice slowly sounded again.
"However, it is necessary to give you a little hint here."
"Conquer everyone with the sound of the piano. They have the worship value you need to survive."
"All the worship points needed to survive?" Qin Jian was a little confused when he heard this.
A brief silence.
"remember!!!"
The sudden reappearance of a high-decibel tearing sound made Qin Jian's little heart almost jump out of his chest.
"When the worship value is lower than 0, the contractor will be automatically kicked out of the game space with his data erased."
"What's the meaning?"
Qin Jian suddenly felt uneasy in his heart,
"See the numbers on your hand?"
Numbers on hand?
Tattoo!
Qin Jian swallowed, quickly turned on the mobile phone flashlight beside him, and looked at his left hand carefully.
really!
There is an extra 48 on the top of the grand piano.
Qin Jian became even more confused.
"From the moment you enter the game space, the contractor will deduct one point of worship value every hour, and the number in your hand will also be reduced by one."
"When the number on your hand becomes 0."
"You will die."
…
…
You will die, you will die, you will die...
Qin Jian's mind went blank at this moment, and his ears seemed to be endlessly recalling the last few words.
Seven hours ago, I was still immersed in the joy of rebirth. Ten minutes ago, I was intoxicated in Bach's piano world. But at this moment, the shadow of death has once again shrouded my head.
Qin Jian did not doubt everything in front of him at this moment. From the moment his rebirth was confirmed, all absurd theories were no longer illusions to him.
"Calm down, calm down. It's just a game, everything is not that bad."
Qin Jian tried hard to comfort himself.
In the sudden explosion last night, I was completely unprepared, and I didn't even have the chance to survive the last moment of despair.
But now, at least there is something else I can do.
Gradually, Qin Jian's heart calmed down, and his brain gradually started to work again, thinking about the current situation. Since it is a game, there must be gameplay and rules for the game.
The most critical issue at the moment is how to increase the worship value. Now it seems that there is almost no difference between the worship value and life.
Wiping away the sweat that had flowed down his chin, Qin Jian asked the question in his heart with a slight trembling, "How should I earn worship points?"
"I've already said it, I don't like to repeat it." The hoarse voice seemed to be impatient, "In addition, the functions of the game space will be opened one by one as your level increases."
"but!!!"
Another big gasp... Qin Jian's little heart felt like it was going on a roller coaster again.
"Before that, please survive, contractor."
"Finally, a little gift, keep it."
As the laughter in his ears got farther and farther, the panel in front of Qin Jian shattered out of thin air with a crack, and in the blink of an eye, it shattered into specks of light and dissipated in the air.
Qin Jian's spiritual world returned to its original state.
Unknowingly, a piece of fish belly white floated in the eastern sky, and the first ray of morning light passed through the window of dormitory 416, bringing a ray of light into the dark room.
Qin Jian stood up and came to the window. Under the nascent sunshine, his cold hands and feet gradually gained a touch of warmth, as if he had escaped from the nightmare just now. At this time, a sense of peace after the disaster actually grew in his heart.
Raising his left hand, the exquisite tattoo became more eye-catching in the sunlight. Qin Jian's right thumb gently slid over the tattoo on his left hand.
The streamer panel appears again.
After carefully checking the panel over and over again, Qin Jian's originally frowned brows gradually became rigid.
a long time.
Subconsciously, he took out a pack of cigarettes from one side of his pocket.
"Yellow Crane Tower?"
It had been years since he had smoked this cigarette. Qin Jian sighed and skillfully took out a cigarette from his eyes and held it sideways in his mouth.
despair.
The crisp sound of a lighter sounded particularly pleasant to the ear.
Qin Jian, who had quit smoking for many years, once again blew out a faint smoke ring from his mouth.
"Chris, you liar."
Where's the little gift you promised?
The panel in front of Qin Jian's eyes was clean and empty of anything.
"Qin Jian, you liar!!!"
A sudden roar made Qin Jian's hand holding the cigarette shake in fright, and the cigarette butt fell directly to his feet.
A big, plump face poked his head out from the upper bunk, and a pair of small eyes looked at him with twinkling eyes.
How come this face, which still looks childish, is bigger than in memory?
The reunion of an old friend after a long absence, although it was under such circumstances and in such a way, still made Qin Jian's tense heartstrings relax a little at this moment.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Qin Jian didn't know how to speak for a while, so he could only think of this sentence.
"Long time no see? What are you pretending to be? Do you think you can get my forgiveness by playing deep!?"
As he spoke, the fat man jumped down from the upper bunk with extremely flexible movements, took away the cigarette case Qin Jian placed on the window sill, opened it, and found a full pack, and said repeatedly:
"Qin Jian! Is this what you told me about last night?"
"big liar!"
…
"Believe my brother, I don't know either?" Qin Jian felt that he was also wronged.
"you!"
"Okay, okay, you take this box of cigarettes." Qin Jian waved his hand, "They're all yours. Brother, I quit smoking a long time ago."
"real"?
As expected, the fat man's face turned faster than that of a woman, and he instantly jumped for joy.
"real."
"That's pretty much it. It's not in vain that I worked so hard to help you find out Wu Xinxin's pp number."
"What!?"
Qin Jian's heart skipped a beat. The words Wu Xinxin exploded the whirlpool of his memory like a cannonball.
I quickly picked up my phone and opened Penguin, and carefully checked the chat history of my friends list, but I didn't find that ID.
"fine."
Qin Jian felt inexplicably relieved.
"Are you surprised? I worked hard last night chatting with Chen Hong for most of the night because of you."
The fat man winked at Qin Jian with a playful look on his face.
Chen Hong? Isn’t that Wu Xinxin’s roommate?
Qin Jian searched in his mind, and a figure comparable to His Highness Qiao slowly emerged...
"Thank you for your hard work, brother."
Ding ding ding ding~~~
Outside the dormitory door, a crisp alarm bell sounded.
The familiar ringtone brought back a few memories in Qin Jian's mind.
I remember the days when I was preparing for the art exam. I would get nervous every morning when I heard the bell. Every time the bell rang, it meant that the art exam was one day closer.
but.
For Qin Jian at this time, this only meant that the school's public piano room was open.
After the bell rang, Qin Jian did not continue to talk to the fat man. He walked around the fat man and returned to his bed to dress himself.
As for the gameplay rules of the game, I basically know nothing about it now. The only thing that can be concluded is that it must be inseparable from the piano itself.
Find a piano first.
"wait!"
"Don't you have anything to ask me?" The ignored fat man finally couldn't hold it in any longer.
"Should I have any questions?" Qin Jian put on his coat, straightened his hair in the mirror, turned around, and said with a smile, "Should I ask you her pp number? Are you about to arrive?"
"if not?"
"Are you arriving then?"
"What do you think?"
The fat man raised his chin proudly, like a proud fat peacock.
"Very good, did you give it to me?"
"Of course not yet. You haven't treated me to a big dinner yet."
"That's good, keep it for yourself."
Qin Jian finished speaking calmly, turned around and pushed the door open.
what's the situation!?
The fat man was shocked. He was full of confidence and felt that he had been hit hard at this moment. All the words he had originally wanted to say were stuck in his throat and he could not spit them out.
Look, is this still what people say?
Is this the same person who has been begging me to help him a few days ago?
"Hey, wait, Qin Jian, Brother Jian! Where are you going so early on the weekend?!"
"Guess~"
In the corridor, Qin Jian's quiet voice came from far away.