Da da da.
The sound of heels hitting the floor was slow and steady as Qin Yuqiao walked deeper into the corridor, the corners of his scientific research coat gently swaying with his steps.
After a while, she stopped in front of a door. The screen embedded in the door flashed a green snake shadow, the security system automatically skipped the identification step, and the door opened to both sides.
Qin Yuqiao walked into the room and waited until the door behind him closed again before reaching out and taking off his half-rimmed glasses. Undisguised worry appeared on his charming and bright face.
With a slight sigh of relief, she hung up her coat in a place similar to the entrance and opened the door to the inner room with concentration.
A huge computer cluster was stacked neatly in the corner, with large and small monitors filling the entire space. On each screen was a familiar face of Qin Yuqiao.
Qin Jue's face.
Live broadcasts and recordings from different periods, stills, filming behind-the-scenes, extra-drama materials... Qin Yuqiao looked over them briefly and became even more worried.
Her eyes returned to the back figure in the center of the room, and she sighed before saying anything: "Military advisor."
"Um."
The young man whose figure was hidden behind thick long hair with splashes of ink responded.
"Sister, is she okay?" Qin Yuqiao's speaking speed increased unconsciously.
The Seventh Military Advisor did not respond. Instead, there was a silent and invisible spiritual energy. It was as cold as the first melting spring snow. Qin Yuqiao's spiritual power connected with it. He was instantly chilled and shivered, and his mind was filled with anxiety and worry. It was also forced to dissipate under the stimulation, as if it was put into a "forced calmness" buff state.
"Well,……"
Qin Yuqiao touched his eyebrows, and his expression and thoughts returned to calm.
She squatted down, gently brushed away the black hair that had fallen wantonly on the tile floor, and sat down in the open space.
"I tried the sixth experiment today..."
Qin Yuqiao briefly described the progress of his scientific research, and his diction has improved significantly. He is more like a professional scholar than a layman who is new to this field.
The Seventh Military Advisor listened quietly. He didn't know much about these things and would not give comments or opinions, but listening was necessary. It could remind Qin Yuqiao to focus on himself, and not to be too distracted by Qin Jue's affairs.
"above."
After a while, Qin Yuqiao stopped talking. The small robot parked in the corner had already brewed a hot drink on its own, and it turned its wheel to deliver the drink to Qin Yuqiao.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Qin Yuqiao's eyebrows softened, and he reached out to take the cup of hot chocolate and held it in his palm.
A screen not far away from her changed from Qin Jue's face to a text report. She turned her face to look at it carefully. This time she didn't frown like when she first entered the door.
"I'm still not optimistic..." Qin Yuqiao said softly, "Sister regards her friends as very important. The more important they are, the harder it is to let them go. It's so sad."
She lowered her eyes and thought deeply, considering possible effective solutions, but after thinking for a long time, she found nothing.
As a virtual anchor, I communicate with the audience through sounds, music, etc. Although I have established a close spiritual connection with many fans, I have always been separated by a layer of rp (role play, role play) barrier. It is a proper protection for others.
But Qin Jue was different. Except for those truths that were really inconvenient to tell, or at least couldn't be told now, she had never concealed anything from her friends, and she almost cut "Qin Jue" alive in front of their eyes. This kind of unguarded truth has gained the sincerity of countless Qingqing. This kind of sincerity has formed her solid armor in the past, and now it has become her new weakness.
Qin Yuqiao thought hard to no avail and took a sip of hot drink. He seemed to be sighing rather than asking for a solution:
"Military advisor, why is this happening?"
The Seventh Military Advisor sitting on the simple wooden chair tilted his head. His hair was flowing straight down like a river of ink. When he spoke, his voice was so indifferent that no emotion could be heard. Rather than being "cold", it was better to say it was "blank".
"Her rebirth is an answer sheet." The Seventh Army Master said.
“End the long apocalypse, win the battle, complete the mission of destroying the system, and send the souls of our comrades home.
“When it was over, all she got was relief.
"Rebirth? Start a new life? Ha, she... wouldn't it be surprising if she died immediately the next second she opened her eyes in reality?"
Only in the last sentence, Qin Yuqiao glimpsed a hint of helplessness and concern from that white to transparent voice.
"She shoulders a heavy blood debt, trust, and sense of responsibility, and she cannot be ashamed of them. Before winning, she cannot die, cannot lose, she can only win."
Qin Yuqiao rubbed the wall of the cup with his fingertips: "A hero who has no choice, wants to be freed more than anyone else..."
"If you win, you don't have to hold on to that tone to live. You can die to apologize, happily pay homage to the sins of the past, and then you don't have to worry about the past and the next life."
The voice of the Seventh Military Advisor was still calm.
Qin Yuqiao pursed her lips and said nothing. She had heard too many emails from viewers, including herself, who had wanted to end their lives in moments of extreme despair. As an outsider, she would completely understand if Qin Jue chose to end it, and now that Qin Jue was still alive, she felt sincerely grateful.
The Seventh Military Advisor's voice was dyed a bit bright red, more like a subtle sullenness without malice than warmth.
"Thanks to Azheng." He said this, but there was no hint of praise in his tone. "She was tied down and survived for the time being."
Qin Yuqiao: "..."
She heard a bit of the mother-in-law's sour sarcasm towards her son-in-law, and she kept her mouth shut knowingly.
"——He only has this point of use." The Seventh Military Advisor continued.
Such a strong dislike... Qin Yuqiao blinked twice in embarrassment and innocence.
"As a result, when she came back to the world at that time, she lacked a familiar environment and familiar people around her. She had no sense of belonging, and her emotional support was completely blank. She could only adapt spontaneously."
Qin Yuqiao was silent while holding a hot drink.
"It was both accidental and inevitable that fans became her closest emotional interaction partners at that time." The Seventh Military Advisor said lightly.
"If only I could reunite with my sister earlier..."
Qin Yuqiao unconsciously said what he was thinking.
The Seventh Military Advisor suddenly stood up, his long black hair dragging and moving on the ground, like the ebbing tide.
He walked through the many displays that moved away automatically and looked at the night sky through the floor-to-ceiling windows:
"The crux is right here, it's an unsolvable proposition."
"Eh?" Qin Yuqiao was startled.
The words of the Seventh Military Advisor were so straightforward that it hurt: "She had no one around her at that time, so she could only express her love for her fans by chance. Later, she met you and Tang Nuo again, and important people returned to her life one after another. Love can be delivered. As the number of targets gradually increases, fans are no longer the first choice.”
Qin Yuqiao's fingers tightened on the drink cup.
It's cruel, but it's true.
To put it more harshly, it was simply that Qin Jue had no other choice at that time, just because she entered the acting profession, and through a combination of circumstances, she half actively and half passively established a deep emotional connection with her friends. And when her comrades, such as Tutu and herself, who had a deeper bond with each other, met her again, they were no longer as "needed" as before.
"At a time when her career is advancing and her fans are increasing, it is no longer appropriate to maintain the original close relationship. It will only lead to trouble. The most appropriate thing now is for her to stop showing affection, let her fans stay as fans, and let her herself Be more yourself.”
When the Seventh Military Advisor spoke at the end, his tone was almost lazy, which showed that he also knew that this proposal could only remain at the suggestion level and could not be put into practice.
Qin Yuqiao sighed lightly: "But how could she let go of those dear friends who had accompanied her sister through emotional lows and experienced confusion, pain and reconciliation together so easily."
She smiled bitterly, "Even if you really let go, in the eyes of outsiders, you will become a 'cold-blooded' and 'cold-blooded'. I have had such a 'personality' for a long time, and if it collapses, I might be killed by someone with intentions." Those who make peace with others will be punished with words and words... My sister is very popular and is in the position of a public figure. Even if she doesn't care, her reputation will be affected by it - people say it is scary."
The Seventh Military Advisor glanced at the screen on the right, where data was flashing like a retrograde waterfall at an extremely fast speed.
This was his strategy for her, a proposal that he knew would be rejected without even saying it.
The Seventh Military Advisor withdrew his gaze and continued to look at the stars in the night, silently.
Qin Yuqiao murmured again:
"It would be great if I could meet my sister earlier after rebirth..."
She paused suddenly, blinked and looked at the man standing by the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back.
"Speaking of which, military advisor...why don't you go see her?"
According to what I just said, my sister should be more relaxed when someone important comes back to her, and maybe she can take back some of her attention from her friends.
A faint smile came.
Deep black, dark green, cold blue...suffering with a bit of self-mockery?
Qin Yuqiao looked surprised.
"Those of us are important to her, but too important." The Seventh Army Master said.
Qin Yuqiao was stunned for a moment, but he quickly understood what he meant, and the sad look suddenly returned to his face.
"Military advisor... too?" she asked with difficulty.
"Um."
Qin Yuqiao blinked hard, his eye circles already turning slightly red.
Only then did she truly understand why the military advisor said, "This is an unsolvable proposition." Because whether it was her, Tang Nuo, or the seventh military advisor, their mere existence would remind Qin Jue of the tragedy of the last days. Fragments - As far as Qin Yuqiao is concerned, Qin Jue didn't even allow Sen Ran to tell her about those fragments, which shows how desolate the situation is and how much Qin Jue cares about it.
Yes, they were important, important enough to fill her sister's emotional void, but they were also too important, like a bloody mark, always reminding her of those nightmare-like scenes.
Qin Yuqiao flashed in front of Qin Yuqiao's eyes the hideous bruises exposed when Qin Jue took off her clothes when she returned to the hotel during "FROZEN". At that time, she said that she thought of Tutu when she went out to watch a movie, and she was a little stressed.
What exactly happened?
In fact, they don't understand what happened in the end of the world.
According to the deputy team leader, he and Qin Jue were the only two people who still retained their memories. Senran barely knew half of it. Although she had a huge memory database, she still knew very little about what happened before she was born.
It turns out that the seventh military advisor also... no, just think about it and you will know that the military advisor has been fighting side by side with his sister for the longest time in the last days, even longer than the deputy team. They must have experienced too many things between them. Including those bad things that cause strong stress...
Is that why you can't appear in front of your sister rashly?
Just like needle and thread, it can obviously mend wounds, but the process of sewing will hurt her repeatedly...
Qin Yuqiao felt a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart and his chest felt clogged.
The spiritual energy belonging to the Seventh Military Advisor surged through her again, pouring cold water on her head without mercy.
"Woo..."
"There is no need to have too much empathy." The Seventh Military Advisor said calmly, "This is her business, and she is the only one who needs reconciliation."
Qin Yuqiao nodded dullly and asked without giving up for a long time:
"Is there really no other way? How about I sing more for my sister? Spend more time with her..."
"It's just treating the symptoms, not the root cause. It's just for soothing purposes. What she's worried about is the fans. In this matter, you and I are both external forces."
The seventh military advisor said and glanced at the screen again.
"There is no other way. With her personality, I'm afraid she can only break up and not stand up.
"Wait until she breaks the string herself."
Qin Yuqiao bit his lip.
Does it have to be that cruel?
In the final analysis, the current situation is still a mixed bag of people, which is difficult to control. Thinking more deeply, it is a problem of the fan ecology and fandom culture unique to the entertainment industry. If we can...
Qin Yuqiao's trembling pupils suddenly stopped.
As if aware of her "realization", the thick long hair slowly moved, and the Seventh Military Advisor turned his head.
"Yes." He said, "She is struggling in her relationship with her fans, and she is also fighting against the entire environment on her own."
Therefore, losing is inevitable.
Because change is just starting to spark a little fire.
It is impossible to shake those customs, world conditions, and unwritten rules.
There was a hot feeling in the palm of his hand, and Qin Yuqiao realized that he had squeezed the water cup tightly without realizing it.
"...We need to change." Her voice was low but extremely determined.
The Seventh Military Advisor nodded lightly.
"It's already changing."
He thought of what Qin Yi Technology was about to announce at the end of October, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in his clear eyes.
This satisfaction is not his own expectation for the development of entertainment - strictly speaking, he doesn't care at all.
He is just a strategist.
The attendant stood by, smiling, thinking about everything for the Emperor who he thought was worthy of his assistance.
He waited patiently, and one day, his leader walked into the hall and sat down at the chessboard table.
Then the game of chess was turned upside down.
3800+, 4.5 and 4.6 updates are put together. Well, I know the word count is still short of 200, but I really like this fragment, so I posted it like this. The missing word count will be filled in later.
(End of chapter)
