Chapter 36

Chen Kong browed, almost thinking that the familiar mechanical warning would sound in his mind the next second.

——But not.

Chen Kong felt relieved and once again put a perfect mask on his face.

He stood up from the bed in a panic, looking at Han Li standing at the door half fear and nervously, and said stutteringly:

"Han, Mr. Han? Why are you here?"

Han Li frowned slightly and looked at him quietly, with his dark eyes darkening.

The young man standing by the bed with a beautiful appearance seemed increasingly uneasy in his eyes. The slender fingers hanging beside him twisted their sleeves.

The deeper the traces of Han Li's frown between his eyebrows.

He looked at Meng Mingxuan for a long time, until the other party's white ears flushed, and finally he became kind-hearted and opened his mouth to break the heavy silence in the room:

"Do you know me?"

Meng Mingxuan nodded vigorously: "Yes, no one in the entertainment industry knows now..."

Before he finished speaking, he seemed to realize the inappropriateness of his words. He hurriedly stopped the end of his words and lowered his head awkwardly.

Han Li lowered his eyes, his fingers with distinct joints gently rubbed the top of the cane twice, and then said:

"It's nothing, I heard about the farce just now, so I'll see you."

He raised his eyes and looked at Meng Mingxuan again, his low voice restrained and polite: "Xu Ran will become very extreme when it comes to matters related to film art. He has passed the matter of smashing things at you. I will ask him to apologize to you in person later."

Meng Mingxuan shook his hand and said with some stuttering: "No, no, no, I understand, Director Pei has requirements for art, not for me personally, there is no need to give me..."

He couldn't continue to say anything.

Han Li stared at him, took over the conversation, and continued casually: "Then I should be able to see you on the set, right?"

Meng Mingxuan looked frightened, as if he was smashed by this news and didn't know what was going on:

"Set? But, but... audition?"

Han Li raised his eyebrows distractedly, and the important role belonging to him was spoken lightly and casually, as if he just decided where to eat tonight: "Xu Ran has already determined that you are his Shen Guiyuan, and even the senior executives of the company cannot change his ideas. As long as you are willing, this role is yours."

Meng Mingxuan opened his mouth and nodded in a daze, as if he had not recovered from the amazing news:

“Okay… OK…”

Seeing that he had received a positive answer, Han Li nodded to him and turned around and left the infirmary.

Listening to the crisp sound of walking sticks and leather shoes hitting the floor gradually fading away, the exaggerated and true expression on Chen Kong's face instantly faded, as if the clouds floating in the clear sky were dissipated by the breeze blowing, leaving only the clear and profound sky below.

He leaned back casually, as if he could not take anything into consideration.

A pair of amber eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the empty doorstep and ignoring.

Although the direction of the plot caught him off guard for a while, Chen Kong also made some discoveries that comforted him. Although Han Li now has a big difference in image changes in Shen Kong's memory, compared with him in the original plot, he obviously became cheerful and sunny, which made Chen Kong feel a kind of old fatherly comfort. As expected, his first two nodes were not in vain.

At this moment, the system's voice suddenly rang:

"The studio has received a request from the correction officer and has responded to the relevant situation."

Chen Kong was startled, his eyebrows and eyes became solemn, and he listened carefully to the system's next words:

"The studio detects the exposure risk of corrections by detecting the world mental threshold in the book. Once someone in the world uses exact evidence to connect the corrections with his past identity, or learns that the corrections have a purpose, the world mental threshold will soar, and the studio detection system will default to the exposure risk, thus forcibly withdrawing the corrections from the current timeline."

Chen Kong pondered for a while and asked:

"So, only when someone, through evidence, confirms my identity, will he think that I am at risk of exposure? Is that true?"

He aggravated the pronunciation of the words "through evidence" and "confirmation".

The system's emotionally unscrupulous mechanical voice rang in his ear: "If you want to understand this, yes, that's right."

Chen Kong fell into deep thought for a moment.

He recalled what happened the day he was forced to transfer away.

First, Han Li's unexpected visit the night before, and then his unpredictable invitation—

It seemed as if everything was wrong.

The next day, Han Li didn't come to school all day that day.

After school, Chen Kong was taken back to his house by the butler. The system warning sounded, and then it was a car accident and forced withdrawal.

This shows that during this period, someone learned his identity accurately and obtained real evidence, rather than a conjecture to make a fuss.

Chen Kong recalled the content of the note Han Li left for himself the next morning: "I have an urgent matter today, I have asked for leave, see you after school in the afternoon."

What would Han Li have urgent matters that day?

Should I deal with something, or should I go... see someone?

Chen Kongxin jumped, grabbed the quick-passing thought in his mind, and asked with a serious question: "By the way, I remember I asked you before, what will happen to my temporary identity after I leave. You said that their lives are safe, but they just don't remember all the memories of the time I replaced, right?"

The system replied: "Yes."

Chen Kong took a deep breath, and a bold guess appeared in his heart. He pursed his lips slightly and said to the system in his mind:

"I think I probably know how I was exposed last time."

Now that I know the reason-

Then, this time he can be more careful.

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Han Li left the infirmary and walked slowly forward along the uninhabited corridor. The sound of his cane knocking on the ground, coupled with the sound of footsteps, knocking out even and rhythmic notes on the ground.

He had just turned the corridor and was stopped by a voice:

"--Hey."

Han Li turned his head to look in the voice, and saw Pei Xiuran standing around the corner against the wall. The emotions on his face became quiet and peaceful again, and he could not see the manic and extreme just now. He straightened up and walked towards Han Li while teasing:

"I don't know. It turns out that Mr. Han will actually come specifically to care about the living conditions of the young actors."

Han Li looked at him coldly: "——At least I won't smash things at him."

Pei Xiuran was not angry when he was stabbed, but just looked back at Han Li quietly, as if he was examining something.

After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly asked without warning:

"Are you still looking for your sweetheart?"

Han Li frowned, and the aura on his whole body instantly condensed:

"It has nothing to do with you."

Pei Xiuran sighed: "Those media say that I am extremely paranoid, and I think you are not inferior to you - I pursue a muse, but what you pursue is even more illusory than me. Since I met you in college, you have been constantly looking for this...illusion in everyone around you. Even if you are willing to invest in my movie, it is probably for this purpose. It has been eight years, why haven't you woke up yet?"

He shrugged and continued:

"And, although I promised to help you find someone like Shen Guiyuan, this does not mean that what I found must be the person you want. After all, this is the entertainment industry, and actors make a living by acting skills. Even if they really have similar personalities, the possibility of being the same person is really slim."

Han Li suppressed the dark flames in his dark pupils. He glanced at Pei Xiuran warningly, his eyes as cold as a blade.

——To a certain extent, he really hated Pei Xiuran's keenness and unattached exploration power, but on the other hand, it was this exploration power that made him realize the hidden side of Han Li's suppression that the two of them had an intersection and gradually developed into the current friendship.

Pei Xiuran did not continue to worry about this topic, but instead made a clever remark:

"But, since you've come down here, I have to ask you - do you think this Meng Mingxuan may be your dream lover?"

This time, Han Li hesitated. He shook his head slowly and said:

“…I’m not sure.”

Pei Xiuran was a little surprised: "Unsure? This is too strange. This is the first time I have seen you unsure in so many years."

Han Li didn't say anything, but just lowered his eyes quietly, slowly rubbed his cane with his fingertips, as if he was thinking about something.

Pei Xiuran suddenly became excited. His gentle and gentle appearance seemed to be peeled off from him again. A kind of paranoid and almost pathological emotion appeared like the tip of an iceberg exposed on the sea, from his eyes:

"However, Meng Mingxuan is simply a rough jade. He is very abusive and cumbersome in many places, and has heavy imitation traces, but he is definitely a rough jade..."

Pei Xiuran's tone suddenly became even more intense, and he seemed to be intoxicated by the fantasy in his mind:

"——As long as it is carved into shape on my hands, it will definitely be the perfect Shen Guiyuan! I thought I wouldn't find him anymore, but I even started hiring someone to rewrite the version of this role that has not appeared. I didn't expect that I would actually find it... It was God's favor for me, and this finished product must be very wonderful..."

At the end, Pei Xiuran became incoherent again, using incoherent words to express his abstract and extremely fluctuating inner world intermittently.

Han Li, who was standing aside, listened absent-mindedly, tapping the tip of his staff regularly with his fingertips, making a subtle sound.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, looked up at Pei Xiuran, interrupted him in a tone of course, and notified in a faint way:

"By the way, in two days, I will take you to apologize to him."

Pei Xiuran was a little stuck for a moment, and seemed not aware that things would be the direction they were now. He couldn't help but make a puzzled monosyllable sound in his throat:

"……ah?"

Han Li raised his eyes coldly and ruthlessly to look at Pei Xiuran, with his dark eyes as deep as the sea:

"I believe that with the tutor of the Pei family, you won't let you expose what happened just now without apologizing."

Looking at Pei Xiuran in a daze, Han Li's cold and deep face showed a smile without warmth:
Chapter completed!