quadruple sleep

Chapter 288: Really Deserves to Be Scolded
Lu Nanshen's words sounded more like a struggle in loneliness, trying to save himself. Hang Si thought for a long time and asked him about that personality. In fact, she mustered up the courage. Because for her, the appearance of that personality brought her a greater shock than Qiao Yuan.

After all, she could quickly recognize Qiao Yuan as soon as he appeared.

Lu Nanshen looked at Hang Si, who once had such clear eyes, but now had a bit of gloom in his eyes. "That's all I know. Since he looks so much like me, at least he's a man. As for his name and age, they're all hidden in the dark. I actually want to go in and take a look."

Hang Si's heart was pounding in her chest. She shook her head, "No, you can't go in..." The murmur came more from her sixth sense. She had always thought that among Lu Nanshen's several personalities, the most dangerous one was Qiao Yuan.

Qiao Yuan was paranoid and gloomy, extremely smart and ambitious, and he persuaded Chen Lin to follow him wholeheartedly. She didn't believe that Qiao Yuan had any reason to submit to Lu Nanshen, but was just waiting for an opportunity. But today, Hang Si felt the real danger, hiding in the darkness, a place that even Lu Nanshen had never peeked into.

At least Qiao Yuan is there in the open, but no one knows what his personality is like.

Lu Nanshen looked up at Hang Si. Her heart was beating fast and she was afraid. He reached out to pull her, but she trembled as soon as his fingers touched the back of her hand. But he still held her hand, just like she was holding his hand in the dream. If it weren't for her, he might have walked into the darkness in the dream.

It would be fine if it was just a dream, but what if it wasn’t a dream at all?
What will be the consequences?

Thinking of this, Lu Nanshen subconsciously tightened his grip on her fingers. Hang Si felt it and looked up at him. He also saw a frown flash across his brows and blurted out, "What's wrong?"

"In the form of a dream," he said.

None of the three understood.

Lu Nanshen described to them the dream he had just had, and said with certainty, "This should be the way he appeared. Once I walked into it at that time, it might be difficult to get out."

This makes it even more terrifying. If someone with the same personality as Lu Nanshen replaces Lu Nanshen, it will be done without anyone noticing, right? Will the people around him not notice it at all?

Nian Baixiao stretched out his arms towards Lu Nanshen, "Look, I have goose bumps all over my body, Lu Nanshen, you're making me doubt whether you're real or not."

Fang Sheng took a quick look and saw that it was true, with goose bumps covering his sturdy arms.

Lu Nanshen felt like he had no way to defend himself. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It seemed that it was not easy to prove himself these days. Look at the ID card? Look at the common experience? Hang Si's hand loosened, and Lu Nanshen's eyebrows trembled, "You are not doubting me too, are you?"

"Nan Shen," Hang Si calmed down and said to him seriously, "There is one part in the demo I gave you that I didn't adjust because I couldn't convince myself to change it. Can you listen to it again?"

Lu Nanshen was slightly stunned. Hang Si's words suddenly interspersed in the previous topic seemed very abrupt, but it also made Lu Nanshen quickly understand his intention. He nodded, said yes, and then turned on the computer to listen to the demo.

The adjusted soul chant was a waste of time for both Nian Baixiao and Fang Sheng. Lu Nanshen listened attentively, while Hang Si looked at Lu Nanshen's facial expression without blinking.

After about ten minutes, Lu Nanshen pressed the pause button. Hang Si tried his best to control his breathing and calm his emotions. Then he heard Lu Nanshen say, "I still stick to my opinion on this section. Of course, there is no best in literature, and the same is true for music. Everyone has their own opinion. We still need the orchestra to discuss and decide together."

Hang Si was about to let go when he heard Nian Baixiao slammed the table and said, "You are not Lu Nanshen!"

Fang Sheng was shocked. How...did he determine that?

Lu Nanshen thought that he had never had intense emotions since he was a child, especially when faced with major events. Naturally, he was as calm as the other men in the Lu family.

But after hearing what Nian Baixiao said, he didn't know why, but the urge to curse was aroused, "I'm your uncle!" Fang Sheng was confused, why did they quarrel? Seeing him cursing, Nian Baixiao laughed instead of getting angry, "See, the real Lu Nanshen doesn't curse, kid, are you furious?" He reached out and knocked on the table, staring at him, "You are not as good as Lu Nanshen in this respect, he is more stable than you."

"Tell me, what's your name? How old are you? What are your hobbies?"

Each sentence sounded like an attempt to torture him into a confession.

Hang Si couldn't bear to look at him.

Lu Nanshen was sitting, and after hearing this, he looked up at Nian Baixiao. This posture was indeed at a disadvantage, but because it was Lu Nanshen, he exuded an aura of controlling the entire scene.

"Nian Baixiao, if you hadn't added the nicer second half, you would have been beaten today."

Nian Baixiao sneered, "With you?" He gestured to him, "Come on."

Hang Si felt that it was necessary to end this mess, "Nian Baixiao, he is Nan Shen."

Nian Baixiao was stunned.

Fang Sheng also looked at Hang Si. Hadn’t he been unable to make a judgment before?
Lu Nanshen's eyes softened, and when he looked at Hang Si, there was a smile in the depths of his eyes, as well as an indelible tenderness. He knew that she would definitely recognize him.

Nian Baixiao reacted and reminded Hang Si, "What if that big hidden guy also knows music?"

If his ears are so good, it should be no problem for him to be good at music.

Unexpectedly, Hang Si said with certainty, "Da Zangzang doesn't understand music."

They just asked the National People's Congress to hide it, just like drawing a blind box.

Fang Sheng was surprised, "Are you so sure?"

Hang Si nodded, "I just recalled it carefully again. When I gave the demo to Nan... Da Hide, he didn't even listen to it. What he talked about with me afterwards had little to do with music. If it was Nan Shen, he would listen to the demo first. He is a music fanatic."

She looked at Lu Nanshen, "Isn't that right?"

Before Lu Nanshen could respond, Nian Baixiao denied Hang Si's judgment and waved his hands repeatedly, "This alone is not enough to prove that he is Lu Nanshen."

Speak politely.

Hang Si said softly, "The parts that need to be adjusted are very minute details. Not to mention someone who understands music, even a master, as long as he is not very familiar with Soul Song, he can't make an accurate judgment, but he can."

Nian Baixiao was speechless. He opened and closed his mouth for a long time before he could find fault with the matter. "He... just cursed. Lu Nanshen is not usually so..." He thought for an adjective, "rude."

Hang Si smiled lightly, "You really deserved a scolding just now."