Doomsday Bosses Win the Entertainment Industry

Liao Province, Liancheng, in an apartment building.

On the bedside table, the number of the electronic clock was switched to 21:30, making a beeping sound.

The voice was a bit harsh. The figure lying on the single bed seemed to be woken up, slowly curled up, one hand moved the knuckles stiffly, grasping the sheet, but the eyes half buried in the pillow were still tightly closed.

There was a faint smell of alcohol in the air, which was depressing and quiet. After about ten minutes, the exposed hand clenched violently, the pitted fingers were firmly pressed into the sheet, the nail flesh pressed against the nail surface, and a circle of white marks appeared on the edge of the nail, which was shocking.

It's so special, it hurts!

Qin Jue's throat oozed out some low-pitched neighing, her eyebrows, chest, and lower abdomen seemed to be pierced with thin nails, and then stabbed more than a dozen long needles up and down, stirring back and forth. .

She didn't struggle, and her body sometimes trembled and sometimes squirmed under the quilt. In just a few minutes, the place where she lay was soaked with sweat, and the quilt was wet with a large dark mark.

I don't know how long it took before the severe pain that seemed to tear and smash the body receded like a tide. Qin Jue let go of his teeth and let out a soft sigh, knowing that this was over for the time being.

Around, at least in this room, there is no other person's breathing. She squinted her eyes, kept her prone position, raised her chin, and swept as far as possible within the visual range.

A person-high wardrobe with a full-length mirror next to it, a writing desk with its own bookshelf, a chair with a backpack hanging on it... Bedroom?

In the remaining pain, Qin Jue lifted the hand that had loosened the bed sheet and looked at it. The light was unknown, and the skin color could not be seen clearly, but it was definitely not very white. He moved to his face and rubbed it. It felt rough to the touch, and his wrist was familiar Bruises and bumps.

There should be a bedside lamp.

Qin Jue propped up her body with one hand, and the soreness and pain from her flesh rushed in in an instant. She didn't snort, and the other hand touched the wall and pressed the switch.

"Pa", two lights lit above her head, the pale light hit Qin Jue's closed eyes, and the color reflected by the retina could be seen through the eyelids.

After getting used to it for a while, Qin Jue opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, and lifted the quilt to see that it was a familiar set of sweater and jeans. It was stained with alcohol and a few inconspicuous slap prints. There was not much dust on it. After all, the "housekeeping" hired by her family is very responsible, the ground is always clean, and people will not get dirty when they fall on it.

Obviously, she's back.

Qin Jue stretched against the redness and bruises all over his body, and glanced in the direction of the living room. Across a closed bedroom door, a blood red flashed quickly in her dark brown eyes, wicked and vicious.

Aware of his abnormality, Qin Jue clicked his tongue lightly. She wasn't sure if it was the aftermath of surviving in the apocalypse for a long time, or the "gift" that the spicy chicken system left her before she died.

Restraining the surging sadism, Qin Jue slipped out of the quilt. Her hands and feet were light and she did not make much noise. Although this was her nominal home, the vigilance she had cultivated in the end of the world was still there, not to mention, This home is not a safe haven in the general sense, but rather a magical cave with a warm surface.

Her home is not small, with three bedrooms, two bathrooms, one kitchen and one living room. Her bedroom has its own bathroom, which was arranged by her mother in those days. For this reason, she also received a lot of envious glances in her youth—the one who came to the house as a guest The classmates could see that her mother doted on this son very much.

Yes, son.

Qin Jue took off his clothes in the bathroom and looked at himself expressionlessly. In front of the full-length mirror was the body of a teenager. He was about 1.75 meters tall, with long hands and feet. Muscle contour, obvious Adam's apple on the neck, and light blue stubble on the lips and chin.

Just looking at the upper body, no one could tell that she was a woman.

Once, she also thought that she was not a woman. She has been the son of the family since she was a child, and her gender is clearly marked with the word "male" on her household registration book and ID card. Her mother urged her to protect her privacy and to go to the toilet at school. time, can’t change clothes in front of Dad at home, etc. Until the junior high school biology textbook gave her a huge impact, she did not have the organs that men have, but she did not come to the aunt like a woman. Is she male or female?

Qin Jue was stunned at the time. He went home and asked her mother, but the woman told her seriously, son, of course you are a boy, but not like other boys.

"Because you were not in good health when you were a child, you were always sick, so you were different from other boys."

She always said that, and she never forgot to tell her: "Remember to take injections and medicines."

Heh, take an injection and take medicine.

Qin Jue took a quick shower. There was a medium-sized medical kit in the bathroom. She took it out and began to deal with the bruises and wounds on her body skillfully. Qin Jingsheng hadn't been to the gym much since he was drunk, and his strength was not as good as before. He pressed him on the coffee table and beat him before being slashed by a zombie's claws in the apocalypse.

However, for me when I was a teenager at that time, the pain and powerlessness were enough to leave a deep impression on my body and mind.

She had been beaten on and off for four years, and her skin and flesh had been exercised early. In the local dialect, she was "skinned and resistant to beatings". Even if she was scratched, she could stop the bleeding faster than others. Qin Jue touched the wound when she was dealing with it. , there are two scabbed.

Muscle memory made her feel for the needles and reagents on the top shelf of the medical box. Qin Jue paused and held them in the palm of his hand. There was no label on the reagent. Her mother said that it was a specially customized nutrient for her.

From the age of two, she used this excuse to deceive her for seventeen years.

Qin Jue folded the bath towel a few times, put it on the bath stool, and sat on it. The bedroom is too big and the bathroom is very narrow. After she was beaten, she always liked to hide in the bathroom with her back against the wall, so that she didn't have to worry about Qin Jingsheng. Suddenly push her out from behind, or grab her and bang her against the wall.

Qin Jue leaned against the wall and closed his eyes, letting his memory skip the illusory years in the system space and start recalling.

In the years after her mother Jiang Qiuyue and Qin Jingsheng got married, the family was not rich. Qin Jue was pregnant by accident, and it had been a few months since she found out. Qin Jingsheng felt distressed about Jiang Qiuyue's body and did not agree with the abortion, and Jiang Qiuyue did not want to give up, so Qin Jingsheng, who had just started his business, desperately ran the business to make money. in the hospital.

Jiang Qiuyue said that because she was a premature baby and the conditions were poor at that time, she was worried every day that she and Qin Jingsheng's child would not survive. Fortunately, a kind doctor gave her a recipe, which could increase nutrition and be healthy and harmless to the body. Later, with the advancement of science and technology, local medicines were also directly formulated into medicines. Qin Jue took injections and medicines from a young age until he was nineteen years old.

If it wasn't for her being beaten to death by Qin Jingsheng, who was a drunkard after bankruptcy, and traveled to the end of the world, maybe Jiang Qiuyue's lie would last until she lay in the coffin.

When Qin Jue was thirteen years old, Qin Jingsheng's company made an investment mistake and went bankrupt overnight. Jiang Qiuyue, who was originally a full-time wife, started her old business, but unexpectedly was promoted from a hotel waiter to a hotel manager. A man's self-esteem is only so pitiful. The more money Jiang Qiuyue earns, the more degenerate Qin Jingsheng, who lives at home, becomes. He plays computer games and drinks alcohol at home every day. Legal abuse. There are all kinds of reasons, such as fair skin, motherly, and not like a man at all, so she took Qin Jue to the sun in the summer, until she fainted from heat stroke, her skin was completely sunburned, and her father was satisfied. "A manly wheat color". When I arrived, I was too lazy to make excuses, and I drank on the top, and when it didn't look pleasing to the eye, I started to do it. To resist is to fight, not to resist is to fight. He shouted "I'll kill you", and it was indeed Qin Jue's nineteenth birthday that he really beat her to death.

As far as words are concerned.

The dying Qin Jue opened his eyes and came to an unfamiliar world. After living there for less than a year, the natural disaster suddenly fell and the end of the world came. Not long after, she suddenly "awakened" the system, which was fully functional and could exchange materials or various skills.

"I don't need it." Qin Jue is very vigilant about this unexpected visitor. How can anyone take the plot in the novel and take it seriously in reality?

"Are you sure?" At that time, the system laughed in her mind and said, "You may not know, the hormones in your body are quite disordered, and the male hormones are seriously exceeding the standard."

…

Qin Jue opened his eyes and looked down at the needle and medicine in his hand.

The "nutrients" in the mother's mouth are actually male hormones.

She was born in a small village. She has a younger brother in the family, and she received an education of male superiority and female inferiority since childhood.

So when she gave birth to a girl in the wild hospital, she was scared. She was afraid that Qin Jingsheng, the real prince she finally met, would give up her because she gave birth to a loser.

Because of this, Jiang Qiuyue deceived Qin Jingsheng, she said that she gave birth to a son for him.

It doesn't matter if Qin Jue is a girl, she can become a boy. The doctors in the wild hospital have said that when you are young, you can take male hormones, and when you grow up, you can have **** reassignment surgery. UU Reading www.uukanshu. com is very simple. She just needs to lie to Qin Jingsheng a little during this time.

Somewhat funny.

Qin Jue was playing with the needle, the expression on his face was indifferent, and he could not tell whether he was happy or angry.

In the more than thirty years of fighting in the last days, every minute and every second is more exciting than her once meek and mechanical life. If she hadn't come back at last, she would have almost forgotten these days.

Qin Jue pondered, Jiang Qiuyue was still on a business trip on the day she died, Qin Jingsheng had just completed the daily indicators of domestic violence, and now he was either playing on the computer in the study, or sleeping with alcohol. She couldn't hear the movement outside the door.

Gee. The ear is too weak. This body is too weak.

Thinking of the pain that seemed to tear her body apart when she was reborn, Qin Jue rubbed her eyebrows. She probably guessed the reason—the strength of her soul did not match.

How can the body grown in the peaceful era of the 21st century be compared to the body that has been trained for life and death in the apocalypse, not to mention that she has undergone several genetic optimizations.

However, it's good to come back.

Qin Jue put down what was in his hand and stood up straight again. She put her hands on the sink, lowered her head, and whispered:

"Aran."

【Drip…】

[Confirming soul information...]

【Binding Abba...】

【Drip! Congrats to Dad for getting a super good daughter! 】

Qin Jue's expressionless face finally revealed a smile.

"It's quite similar." She said with a smile, "How does this big meal taste?"

In the depths of her soul, Sen Ran touched her chubby belly, then glanced at the lifeless number (xi) data (tong) remnant (shi) skeleton (ti), and replied with a smile: "It tastes great. ! Dad is the best!"