"Where is this?"

Bai Ye woke up, and he looked around in a daze, with a stunned expression on his face. The humble rooms, the messy furnishings, and the messy garbage reminded him that this was not the mansion he lived in.

What's going on?

How did I get here?

Bai Ye covered his sore forehead and got up from the sofa.

His eyes were confused, and he struggled to remember.

Yesterday......

Or the day before yesterday?

Anyway, it was that day that his studio completed the commission of the task, got paid a huge amount, and then received a new order.

Double happiness is coming, as the owner of the studio, of course he wants to express it.

So I decided to take a group of employees, charter a five-star hotel, and start a celebration carnival.

Red wine, white wine, beer. Fresh seafood, mountain delicacies, everything.

The standard configuration of banquets and drinks starts at least 100,000.

But Bai Ye didn't care, and waved directly to let the hotel manager come according to the highest standards, as long as everyone was happy. Naturally, the employees were elated and came up to toast with their glasses.

No one forced him to drink, but he was in a good mood, and it was inevitable that he would drink a few more glasses and then lose his memory.

When I woke up, I appeared here, in a strange room.

Could it be that he was kidnapped?

Only then did such a thought come to Bai Ye's mind, and he was immediately vetoed by himself.

Kidnapping, kidnapping. As the name suggests, he should be tied up with five flowers, and no matter how bad he is, he will be restricted from moving. Where is it like now, the whole body moves freely, and the hands and feet are not restrained in the slightest.

So......

What's going on all of a sudden?

Even if he is drunk and unconscious.

Don't his staff know how to send him home, even if they don't have the keys to his house, they can send him back to the studio. Maybe it's only natural to settle in a five-star hotel for a night.

All of the above is a reasonable arrangement.

But just now, a bunch of employees got into the water in their brains and arranged him here?

Whose house is this, so shabby, and the stench smells.

Shiraba pinched his nose, and he smelled the rancid smell.

He searched for the source of the smell, and immediately saw a few boxes of leftover cup noodles on the coffee table next to him.

The remnants of the soup are about to grow hair, it's really disgusting.

Bai Ye felt that he was about to suffocate, so he hurriedly opened the curtains and opened the window. Bright sunlight was shining through the window. The hustle and bustle of the traffic is like layers of waves, surging in.

At first glance, Bai Ye was stunned and lost his mind.

Outside the window, high-rise buildings are undulating, vehicles and pedestrians are like a tide, a prosperous and developed scene.

The problem is that the city is very new to him.

Strange room, strange city.

Where the hell is this?

Bai Ye was inexplicably empty, and most importantly, he saw his reflection from the window glass. Curly and messy, chicken-coop-like hairstyle, that's not the point.

The key is that he was obviously a small flat head and short hair before.

Why now, it has become long hair over the ears?

Bai Ye was distraught, he turned to look at the room, and saw a mirror next to the bathroom.

A full-length mirror embedded in the wall.

He walked over slowly......

Yes!

For a moment, Bai Ye was stunned, his eyes widened in disbelief.

In the mirror, he saw a young man, a little white face about twenty years old, with fair skin, handsome facial features, and a bit of gloomy air between his eyebrows.

The chicken-like hair not only did not lose points, but added a bit of unruly and uninhibited temperament to him.

Shiraba was frightened and shocked......

It's not him.

You must know that he has worked hard in the industry for more than ten years, and he is no longer a young man in a green and white shirt who relied on his face to eat, but a greasy uncle who relies on his craft to make money in middle age.

He still has this self-knowledge......

But how did he get younger?

And also changed the face.

Bai Ye's face became very ugly.

A ridiculous thought lingered in his heart.

Smack......

Bai Ye suddenly glanced back, looking for any clues. From the packaging of the cup noodles and the bottle next to the sofa, you can see the familiar simplified Chinese characters.

It's okay, it's okay, he's a little relieved.

Wait, bottles......

Bai Ye picked up the bottle and looked at the words on the bottle, as well as the instructions. For a moment, his pupils contracted in disbelief. The bottle was empty, and the medicine was gone.

It's a sleeping pill.

Bai Ye felt numb in his mouth and tongue, and a bitter taste rolled in his mouth.

He pinched his forehead.

Headaches.

Many questions surged in his mind, but memories resisted.

It's as if someone is saying, don't ask.

Ask Suicide Again!

Pain in the skull.

Bai Ye's brows were like locks, and as soon as he turned his gaze, he landed on a door. He woke up on the sofa in the living room, so according to the layout of the room, behind that door, it should be the bedroom.

He walked over and unscrewed the door.

This is not a bedroom.

Bai Ye was a little stunned, compared to the mess of the living room, this room was very clean. Some shelves, chairs, folded and resting in the corners, as well as long tables, cabinets, and boxes, are neatly arranged and meticulous.

The floors are clean and spotlessly clean.

It's a different world.

With a little surprise, Bai Ye walked into the room lightly, and then on the bookshelves in the room, he saw many books, newspapers, magazines, and periodicals.

He hesitated for a moment before solemnly picking up a book and flipping through it.

Look at the cover, and the content.

The door to a new world suddenly opened before his eyes.

Really......

He crossed.

Bang!

Bai Ye shook the book, angry for no reason.

A modern person, as long as he watches TV, movies, comics, and novels, will definitely be no stranger to the matter of crossing over. There may also be many people who wish they could cross over to change their fate.

But these people, absolutely not including white leaves. He is a billionaire with a net worth of hundreds of millions, usually rich clothes and food, luxury cars and mansions, and has his own career, and his life is happy and happy, why should he change?

Bastard.

Bai Ye gritted his teeth, not knowing which immortal he had offended, so that disaster fell from the sky.

There is no unwarranted disaster, and there is no place to reason.

Angry for a long time, Bai Ye was still honest, picked up the book, and continued to read it. He wanted to know what kind of world it was and how it differed from Earth's space-time.

A book with limited content and nothing to be seen.

Bai Ye turned his gaze and suddenly found that the books and magazines in the room were basically related to art. What "Painting Tutorial", "Essentials of Oil Painting", "Artist", "Contemporary Art" and so on.

A series of periodicals and newspapers are relatively professional.

Is this considered popular science reading?

His predecessor, what is he collecting these things for?

Hobby, hobby, or career?

Bai Ye groaned, picked up a magazine, and flipped through it page by page. After a while, his fingers froze, but on a page of the magazine, he saw "himself".

A teenager named Shiraba.

“…… Genius Artist!"

Bai Ye's eyes narrowed, and he not only saw the photo, but also saw the interview with "himself".

From the interview, he learned the identity of "himself". A painter, an abstract oil painter. He became famous at the age of eighteen, became popular all over the country in two years, and held 32 consecutive art exhibitions around the world.

One of his paintings, the highest auction record, has already broken through the million threshold.

This is an unattainable figure for many professional painters.

became famous at a young age, and the scenery was proud.

Bai Ye was a little surprised, he put down the magazine in his hand and continued to open other newspapers and periodicals. Sure enough, he was reported in these newspapers and periodicals.

However......

Bai Ye keenly felt that something was wrong with this.

Although he has no memory of his predecessor, through the environment of the living room, as well as the empty medicine bottle, he comes to a conclusion.

The predecessor was swallowed a large amount of sleeping pills and hung up.

There is no doubt that this is suicide.

At a young age, he is well-known throughout the country, and he is a rising star in the industry.

It's good, why can't you think about it?

That's the biggest problem.