I'm the man with the outline [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 86

"Dad, answer the phone! Dad, answer the phone! Dad, answer the phone quickly, answer the phone, answer the phone."

"A phone call is [-] cents, answer the phone and answer the phone, a call is [-] cents..."

I don't know how many times the bell rang, Su Ping finally woke up from his dream. He rolled off the sofa and unfortunately hit his tailbone.

He fumbled with his hands, finally found the phone, and pressed the answer button.

"Hey, my Director Su, you have answered the phone. If you don't answer the phone again, I'm afraid Director Luo will swallow me alive."

Director Su?

Su Ping didn't recover for a moment, and he was stunned for a while before realizing that the person over there was calling himself.

here is?

He turned his neck and looked around, seeing a vague but familiar scene in front of him.

The sofa, TV, refrigerator, and the clown clock hanging on the wall with his tongue sticking out, all remind him that he has returned to the present world.

"Director Su? Director Su? Are you still there?"

Su Ping opened his mouth, and when he made a sound, his voice seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he could only spit out a few broken bytes.

He cleared his throat, and said with difficulty: "I... am still here, you are looking for me... What is the matter?"

There was a few seconds of silence over there, and then he said a little excitedly: "Ah! Director Su, so you are sick, no wonder you didn't come to work today. Director, Director Su is sick, so I didn't mean to be late."

The phone was answered, and Su Ping heard a slightly deep voice over there: "Xiao Su, are you sick?"

Su Ping paused, and he said: "Yes, I accidentally fell asleep after working overtime last night, and that's it for today..."

After explaining his lateness, Su Ping sat on the carpet in a daze. He was in a daze for a long time, and finally took out a transparent glass from under the coffee table and smashed it hard on the ground.

The carpet was soft, and the glass was not broken, it just bounced hard on the carpet twice, and then returned to calm.

Su Ping felt even more aggrieved. He was so aggrieved that he couldn't add any more. His right hand was trembling, and he took out a cigarette from under the coffee table.

The report on the table hadn't been sorted out yet, and only ten hours had passed since he entered "The Immortal Monarch" and came out.

ten hours.

Ten hours is his life in the book. He thought that after leaving Yi'an to wear the book, his soul would be trapped in the book. He never thought that when Meng Rugui left, it would be the day he left the book. .

Su Ping looked at the computer on the table, and he poked it twice again, reopening the book "Jiu Diao Wang Ba".

The comments below skyrocketed, and Su Ping patiently read down one by one.

"Didn't you bastard send out the outline? Why did you come back to revise and replace it?"

"Ah? Senior Sister Bai Yueguang turned out to be a villain. What kind of twist is this? You accompany me, Bai Yueguang."

"Why do I feel that something is wrong with Shi Qing and his master, someone explain it to me, it seems that something is really wrong..."

"Of course it's not right, big brother, can you please go out and turn right to Lu Ding Ding when you write Danmei?"

"Change from BG to BL, awesome, hehehe."

Following a comment, Su Ping calmed down and finally opened the last chapter.

The last chapter stays on Gu Xuan's participation in Zhao Qingming's death in the West Yellow Mountain, and Meng Rugui's effort to support the part of the West Yellow Barrier.

He sighed twice, and finally moved the mouse to Chapter 1.

Su Hanyun, Gaozhang, Luo Wanyan, Rehmannia glutinosa.

The names one after another are no longer rigid symbols, but have become people who are still alive.These people walked out of the book and went back to the book, leaving him alone here.

Only myself, out of tune with them.

Su Ping rubbed his eyes. He felt that his eyes were extremely dry.

He crawled to Weibo and found Jiu Diao Wang Ba, who really had a Weibo, but there were only a few fans on it.

The avatar of Jiudiao Wangba is a big green bastard, and the last Weibo update was six months ago.

"I want to write a man full of domineering spirit."

The picture below is a large turtle.

Su Ping pulled to the private message interface. After thinking about it for 5 minutes, he finally sent the first private message: Hey, big, I want to authorize the radio drama.

The news from Jiu Diao Wang Ba came back quickly, and she sent a sentence: Shi Qing, you're back already?Don't even try to find me again! ! !

Since then, Jiudiao Wangba has never replied to the message again. After another month, Su Ping found that his account had been canceled and it was blank.

……

The moment Su Ping put down the computer and pressed the send button, he let out a long sigh of relief.

This was the daily life of him and Meng Rugui after the First World War in Xihuang. It was written in bits and pieces. I didn't expect that there were still a few little girls chasing after me.

"It's been greatly updated, this time it's a little short again, huh."

"I really like this fan, it feels more detailed than the original author Wang Ba's, hehehe."

"Add more! Add more!"

Su Ping flipped through the few messages from yesterday. He held a cigarette in his right hand, and the cigarette butt flickered on his fingertips.

It was the third year, and this was the third year after returning to the present world. The book "The Demon Lord of the Immortal World" had long been forgotten, and only he himself was still insisting on writing piece after piece of fanfic.

Just like this, I can feel that those years were not fake, but lived through real existence.

Wangfeng Terrace, Wangfeng Pavilion, Xixin Peak, Ziwu Bell and Meng Rugui.

The screen of the mobile phone lit up, Shi Qing took the mobile phone and looked at it twice, there was a sentence from the director on it.

"Xiao Su, the old man has a beautiful girl who I want to introduce to you, do you want to take a look?"

A creepy smiley emoji followed.

Su Ping sighed, and took out the rotten rhetoric: "Director, I already have a girlfriend, but I'm studying abroad now and haven't come back."

This reason has been used for three and a half years, and it will need to be replaced next year.

Su Ping rubbed his chin: Next time, should I say that I fell in love with a married woman, or that I was short and weak, so I had a sterilization operation in advance?

He sat on the balcony, fireworks flickering between his fingers.

The three words Meng Rugui and him are separated by a thin screen, but they are separated by two worlds. Su Ping often wonders if it is a big empty dream. When he wakes up from the dream, he should come back.

He didn't even have a token from Meng Rugui, so why wait here?Is it possible that by waiting and waiting like this, he can wait for a person who does not exist?

He shook his head helplessly, feeling a familiar pain in his head.

At this time, Su Ping remembered that he would have a rest tomorrow, and he should go to the hospital to register to see a doctor, so as to take a good look at what his frequent migraines were all about.

……

It was very noisy in the hospital. The pediatric department was full of people, but the neurology department had fewer people. There was only a little girl sitting inside.

The little girl was talking to the doctor about her condition, and Su Ping couldn't go in and disturb her. He sat outside with the registration slip, counting the words on the registration slip in boredom.

"Honey, it does hurt, intermittently, sometimes on the right temple."

"It hurts, it's not disgusting, it's just a little sensitive to light."

"Honey, I have cancer, right? How much time do I have?"

Dear?

When the familiar voice came, Su Ping's eyes widened, and a burst of ecstasy rose in his heart.

This is Ah Duan's voice.

He looked carefully at the girl inside.The girl was wearing a grass-green coat, her long hair hung down to her waist, and she was wearing a pair of round-rimmed glasses from the side.

"Go for a brain CT first, have you stayed up late recently, or do you have the habit of staying up all night?"

The girl nodded: "Yes, yes."

"Because I usually have to stay up late to catch up on drafts, I often stay up late."

"Is there anyone in the family who suffers from frequent headaches? Mother, for example?"

"Yes, my mother often has headaches..."

After the doctor issued the CT order, the girl looked down at the order as she came out of the consultation room. As she walked and looked at it, she bumped into someone inadvertently.

"Yes... I'm sorry dear, hey? Why are you snatching my list? You give it back to me..."

The girl's voice gradually became weaker, because although she had never seen the person in front of her, the look was so familiar. She had seen this look in the void for more than ten years, and she could recall it as long as she closed her eyes.

Su Ping looked at the name on the registration form, and he read it out: "Meng Duan, no wonder Meng Rugui's surname is Meng, so it's the same surname as yours."

"What are you talking about dear, why can't I understand?" Meng Duan pushed her glasses, she didn't even want the registration slip, and walked back alone, muttering: "Really, why do you always see me lately?" If I meet weird people, I'd better go home first."

"Hey, what did you say? I can't understand it."

Su Ping looked at her trying to conceal her appearance, and almost laughed angrily on the spot.

Seeing that he hesitated, Ah Duan ran away, faster than a rabbit.

"Nine fishing kings, stop for me." Su Ping chased after him.

However, Meng Duan was petite and exquisite. She shuttled through the crowd all the way. When she heard Su Ping say this, she turned around and shouted: "Do you think I am stupid? If you tell me to stop, I will stop. With your temper, after catching me Won't you beat me to death?"

"Fools stop, fools stop."

Meng Duan was petite and was about to disappear into the crowd. She looked back at Su Ping, and Su Ping shouted behind her: "Please, can you let Meng Rugui come back, please?" , can you bring him back?"

return?

Meng Duan stopped, and then rushed inside faster.

Meng Rugui didn't come back, and Su Ping didn't wait for Meng Rugui to come back. He was still the same Su Ping who worked from nine to five and was occasionally urged to marry.

Day by day, people become more and more insensitive.

Maybe I will never see Meng Rugui again until I die.

When the first snow fell in this city, Su Ping got out of the car and rubbed his hands. It was so cold outside that he couldn't help but want to go back to the time when he was still in the book. At least he was not afraid of the cold at that time of.

Can also use spiritual power to resist cold.

Walking downstairs, Su Ping looked up, and he was taken aback for a moment.

The living room lights are on.

Could it be that he was near a thief?An idea flashed through Su Ping's mind. He took three steps and two steps into the elevator.

By the end of the year, thieves should indeed be rampant.When Su Ping got out of the elevator, he strode towards his door. The moment he opened the door with the key, he stopped at the door and dared not go in.

Everything in the house was as usual, Su Ping held the key, he held the doorknob, and looked at the person in the house.

The man in the room had long hair and was dressed as a disciple of Xihuang. He turned his head to look at Su Ping, with a little doubt flashing in front of his eyes.

"Shi Qing? You...how did you become..."

It was Meng Rugui, the living Meng Rugui.

Lovesickness has become a disease for many years, and once there is medicine to cure it.

Su Ping stepped forward and hugged Meng Rugui in his arms, well, now, it's finally consummated.

The author has something to say: This is my original ending!But the base friend said it was a bit cumbersome, so I put it in the extra episode.