The bright and warm sunlight filtered down from high above, casting dappled shadows on the ground.
Qiao Shu had a white bandage wrapped around his head. He sat on a long wooden bench under the shade of a tree, wearing the hospital’s characteristic blue and white striped patient gown. His eyes looked vacant and lost.
He lay with his head resting on his folded arms, propped against the back of the chair.
It was quite miraculous.
Closing his eyes and then opening them again had somehow transported him to a different world.
A whole new yet strangely familiar world.
Suddenly, his phone rang, interrupting Qiao Shu’s contemplation.
He fished out his phone from his pocket; it was Jiang Jiayu calling.
Qiao Shu: “Yu Yu?”
Jiang Jiayu’s energetic voice came through, “Qiao Qiao, where are you? I’m in your hospital room right now.”
Qiao Shu blinked in surprise, “I’m downstairs taking a walk. I’ll be right back.”
Jiang Jiayu chuckled, “No rush, Qiao Qiao. Take your time; you’re injured.” His tone turned cheerful, “I have the whole day to keep you company.”
After hanging up, Qiao Shu headed back.
The hospital where he stayed was a private one in Haicheng, equipped with luxurious facilities and a sprawling garden.
Around nine in the morning, the sunlight was just right, warming everyone who ventured outside. Many of the hospitalized patients had come downstairs to bask in the sun and enjoy the breeze.
As Qiao Shu walked for a while, he suddenly halted in his tracks.
He turned his head sideways, looking curiously at the white thing that was swaying slightly behind the bushes not far away.
Curiosity drove him, and Qiao Shu walked gently toward the thicket1a dense group of bushes or trees .
As he got closer, Qiao Shu gradually made out the white object.
It was an oval-shaped head, wrapped tightly in white bandages.
Qiao Shu: “…”
“Click, click.”
A faint sound reached Qiao Shu’s ears. He blinked and took a couple more steps, circling around the bushes to get a clearer view of this peculiar patient.
The person sat with their back to him, dressed in a patient gown just like Qiao Shu’s. Their spine was straight as they sat in a wheelchair, and their neck and head were similarly swathed in bandages. At that moment, the person was slightly bowing their head, their hands—also wrapped in full white bandages—maneuvering the wheelchair.
And the “click, click” sound came from beneath the person’s wheelchair.
Qiao Shu’s gaze shifted downward, focusing on the area under the wheelchair.
This patient was in trouble.
Without waiting for the person to speak, Qiao Shu squatted down, reached under the wheelchair, and removed the small stone that had caused the obstruction. He casually placed it in a nearby flowerbed.
Having done all this, Qiao Shu stood up, clapped his hands, and flashed a brilliant smile at the person: “All set.”
As the words left his lips, Qiao Shu froze.
The patient before him, even while sitting in the wheelchair, couldn’t conceal their tall stature. White bandages covered the entire head, leaving only the eyes, nostrils, and a pair of sensuous lips exposed.
The white fabric wound down from the head, encircling the neck and snaking into the folds of the open collar, enveloping the person’s body.
As Qiao Shu’s gaze traveled downward, he noticed that the chest, the exposed hands, and the ankles—all were swathed in bandages.
Qiao Shu: “!!!”
The injuries must be severe! Only then could someone be wrapped up like a mummy.
“Thank you.”
The other party raised his head slightly and looked directly at Qiao Shu.
Qiao Shu’s heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt a bit awkward. He raised his hand to scratch his slightly itchy ear.
Unexpectedly, the voice of this heavily injured patient, wrapped up like a mummy, was surprisingly pleasant. Qiao Shu had a strange sensation that his ears might become pregnant.
And beyond the voice, the gentleman’s eyes were exceptionally attractive and carried an air of authority.
Those eyes showed no signs of pain or weakness; instead, they exuded calmness, strength, and a touch of indifference. It made Qiao Shu wonder if the man in the wheelchair was truly injured or ill.
A breeze swept by.
Qiao Shu snapped back to reality. Feeling a bit embarrassed, he lowered his hand and glanced around. To his surprise, this severely injured man had no one accompanying him.
For some inexplicable reason, Qiao Shu looked at the man again and said, “I see no one by your side. Where are you headed? Let me take you there.”
Qiao Shu thought that as a modern young man, he should lend a helping hand to someone so severely injured.
“No need.”
The voice, which made Qiao Shu’s ears tingle once more, replied, “My attendant is here.”
Qiao Shu: “Huh?”
“Sir.”
A man dressed in a black suit with gold-rimmed glasses walked over from behind Qiao Shu. He went straight to the back of the wheelchair, gripping the handles.
The patient: “Let’s go back.”
The man in the suit: “Yes, sir.”
The wheelchair turned slightly, passing by Qiao Shu’s side.
Qiao Shu’s gaze followed intently.
Only when the figure gradually receded did Qiao Shu reluctantly avert his eyes.
What a melodious and alluring voice.
Qiao Shu pressed his hand to his chest; this voice stirred him more than any voice actor he had ever admired.
He wondered if he’d have another chance to hear this patient’s voice.
Qiao Shu pondered for a moment.
Then he smiled, looking up at the azure sky. The fragmented light danced in his dark eyes, like twinkling stars.
“Transmigrating into a book isn’t a big deal, even as cannon fodder,” Qiao Shu told himself with a grin. “Not everyone gets to experience this kind of journey—it’s way cooler than winning the lottery.”
“And besides, getting to hear such a beautiful voice is an added bonus.”
“Go for it, Qiao Shu!”
“You’ve got a whole new life in this new world!”
The worries that had plagued Qiao Shu all day dissipated in his radiant smile, swept away by the warm sunlight.
Once again, Qiao Shu transformed into the lively, spirited person he used to be.
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“My CP with the Movie Emperor Went Viral” is a sweet boys’ love romance set in the entertainment industry.
In this story, the protagonist is a fan of the Movie Emperor. The protagonist, in order to act alongside the Movie Emperor, specifically enrolls in a film school. His efforts are driven by the desire to improve his acting skills and eventually perform scenes alongside the Movie Emperor.
At the beginning of the story, the protagonist has gained some minor fame for playing a supporting role in a web drama. By chance, he joins the Movie Emperor’s crew to play a small supporting role.
As the story unfolds, the protagonist and the Movie Emperor find themselves unexpectedly reunited on a variety show. Their interactions become increasingly intimate, and fans ship them as a couple. Eventually, they begin a secret relationship. The protagonist works hard on his acting career, winning awards, and after the Movie Emperor secures the Best Actor title, they publicly announce their relationship on Weibo, causing a social media frenzy.
Of course, every sweet romance novel has an envious villain, and in this case, it’s Qiao Shu—the cannon fodder antagonist. Qiao Shu and the protagonist are good friends, both gaining minor fame from their roles in the same web drama. Fate brings them together again when they join the Movie Emperor’s crew.
Unlike the steadfast protagonist, Qiao Shu succumbs to the allure of the entertainment industry after his initial taste of fame. He craves popularity and status, setting his sights on the Movie Emperor to climb the ladder. Despite recognizing the Movie Emperor’s interest in the protagonist, Qiao Shu’s jealousy and ambition lead him to betray their friendship, ultimately framing the protagonist.
In the story’s final twist, the cannon fodder antagonist died. Qiao Shu, who has the same name as the antagonist, transmigrates into the world. His arrival occurs shortly after the story begins.
Qiao Shu remembers the day he saved a little girl playing on the road. He was caught under a truck, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself in a whole new world.
He became cannon fodder villain Qiao Shu.
A cannon fodder antagonist who shared his name and appearance.
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Qiao Shu walked briskly to the inpatient building and took the elevator back to the ward.
In the single room, a somewhat thin teenager was sitting on a chair by the windowsill with a thick script and looking down. He had a pen in his hand and was writing and drawing on the script from time to time.
The fine golden sunlight fell on his body, warm and pleasant.
Perhaps hearing a sound, the young man paused his actions, lifted his head from the script, and fixed his clear gaze on Qiao Shu. A brilliant smile bloomed on the young man’s face. “Qiao Qiao.”
Qiao Shu couldn’t help but smile. “Yu Yu.”
Jiang Jiayu put the script and pen aside, stood up, and focused on Qiao Shu’s bandaged head. Concern filled his eyes. “Qiao Shu, are you still in pain?”
Qiao Shu shook his head. “No, the doctor gave me painkillers.”
Worried that Jiang Jiayu would blame himself, Qiao Shu asked, “Why do you have time today? Aren’t you filming?”
Jiang Jiayu scratched his head. “I don’t have scenes today. I was worried about you, so I informed the crew and came over.”
“By the way!” Jiang Jiayu pulled Qiao Shu aside, picked up a blue thermos, and unscrewed the lid under Qiao Shu’s puzzled gaze. “I’ve stewed pig brain soup for you. My mom said you like it, so eat more.”
Qiao Shu: “…”
Although the statement was a bit strange, Qiao Shu actually liked eating pig brains. Without hesitation, he sat down and started eating.
Jiang Jiayu’s cooking skills were pretty good, and Qiao Shu enjoyed the meal.
Seeing Qiao Shu savoring the food, Jiang Jiayu felt happy. While watching him eat, he updated him on the situation with the crew. “Director Zhu has already figured out what happened.”
He said indignantly, “It turns out that the incident where you were hit by the lighting equipment wasn’t an accident. Zhou Tongtong bribed someone from the props team to do it intentionally.”
At this point, Jiang Jiayu’s anger turned into self-blame. “It’s all my fault. Zhou Tongtong was jealous of how Senior Chu took care of me, so she orchestrated this whole thing. As a result, it affected you. If you hadn’t pushed me out of the way…”
Qiao Shu interrupted Jiang Jiayu’s self-blame. “This is Zhou Tongtong’s fault, not yours,” he paused and continued, “And about my injury, don’t blame yourself too much. That day, I slipped accidentally and pushed you. Otherwise, it would have been you who got hurt.”
“Qiao Qiao…”
Was that a hint of tears in Jiang Jiayu’s voice?
Qiao Shu turned to look at him and saw his eyes reddening as if he was about to cry.
What was going on?
“Um!” Overwhelmed with emotion, Jiang Jiayu hugged Qiao Shu tightly. “Why are you so kind? You even made up this lie to prevent me from feeling guilty.”
“I’m not stupid.”
“You silly Qiao Qiao!”
Caught in a bear hug, Qiao Shu hurriedly stabilized the thermos: “…”
This was the truth, why wouldn’t he believe it?
And besides, he wasn’t stupid.
The silly one is you, the protagonist.
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