Name/Code: Zhou.

Identity: Male valet.

Zhou Jinru stared at the information refreshed by the identity card, his two eyebrows wrinkled into roasted wheat, before the official plot began, he became a manmaid, could it be that the identities of the participants were randomly refreshed?

"What are you looking at?"

Vena took the identity card from Zhou Jinru's hand and took out her own, but her personal information was not refreshed, and the other operators were the same, so far it was still blank.

Breeze wondered, "Why a valet, does the doctor look like a valet?" ”

Lapland, who was dealing with a grilled fish, said without raising his head: "When the doctor was in Rhode Island, he was no different from the manmaid, he had to do all the work that the manservant did, and he had to do the work that the manservant didn't do, anyway, they were all wage earners." ”

"Eat your grilled fish."

The Texas sitting next to her reached out and shoved the whole grilled fish into her mouth, and there was a whining and squirming struggle.

Zhou Jinru sat there and recalled carefully, playing games before crossing over, pinching and brushing Longmen coins and materials on the line every day, and refining one operator after another, isn't it just like a working boy......

But you are all my wives, for the sake of your wife, can you call it a working man?

His silent cry in the bottom of his heart.

The breeze next to him comprehended, held Zhou Jinru's hand, and said with emotion:

"Promise me to be kind to yourself in the future and stop working so hard."

Zhou Jinru's face collapsed on the spot, you are clearly saying, "Promise me, don't be a wage earner anymore."

No, he didn't accept this anger, his arms were outstretched, his left hand hugged the angel of energy, his right hand hugged Vena, and his eyes looked around: "Have you ever seen such a manservant?" ”

"Leader, you're too deep into the play."

Angel Noh grabbed an apple pie and shoved it into his mouth, but didn't break free of his arm.

Bai Song, who was sitting on the side, was helping the emperor peel a saltwater shrimp, and heard the emperor say leisurely: "Young is good, energetic." ”

After dinner, the operators were finally able to get a good night's sleep after a long journey, and went back to rest after saying goodbye.

Zhou Jinru was assigned to a single suite, looking at the single bed in the bedroom with simple home decoration, he couldn't help but chuckle and shook his head, after taking off his coat, he lay on the bed in a thin shirt, holding the identity card in his hand and looking back and forth, except for the manservant's information, there was no other display.

Soon, drowsiness set in, and he pulled up the quilt and fell asleep.

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We are hungry.

We're cold.

We wander in the dark.

Sleepless machines work through the night, and choking smoke pollutes the city.

We don't have a home, and this city is our home.

We don't have relatives, we are each other's relatives.

The chorus of childish voices floated into Zhou Jinru's ears, and his expression was a little dazed, thinking to himself Isn't he sleeping, why is it ......

At this time, the midnight bell struck twelve times, and the satin night covered the land, and the wanton mist gradually obscured the bright moon in the sky, and a frightened crow chirped, flapped its wings, streaked across the sky, and disappeared into the night.

"Please follow the rules of the show."

"Don't tell others who you are, violators will be kicked out of the plot."

"You must not act beyond your own identity in the sitcom, and you will bear the consequences."

"Do not deliberately murder others, offenders will be punished by the Lentinium gendarmerie."

"I dedicate this play to the heroes who gave their lives for freedom."

"Act I: Orphans of the Fog."

Zhou Jinru looked at the information displayed on the identity card, the floating characters gradually disappeared, his eyes lit up, the red light shone on his face, and there was a chaotic noise in his ears.

He lowered his head and watched as the clothes on his body had somehow changed into the clothes of a manservant, with a horsewhip hanging from his waist, and was standing by a carriage waiting for his master's arrival.

"So this is a manservant?"

Stooping down to pick up a black floppy hat that had fallen to the ground and crushing a gray hair, he found himself in a rather bustling market, with several similarly shaped vans parked in the parking area at the intersection.

Even at night, the city is still lit up by lights, and there are electric lampposts on both sides of the wide road, and there is a light source every ten meters, which makes Zhou Jinru curious, and in the middle of the road, a track is erected, which seems to be the exclusive path of some kind of vehicle.

"What are you looking at, my friend."

Suddenly, a man's gentle voice came from behind him, Zhou Jinru sounded a little familiar, turned around, and his male host was standing by the carriage.

It was a man in a black silk top hat with a bit of silver-white hair peeking out of the brim, a pair of pointed ears sticking out of the hole in the top hat, a long black gown, a snow-white shirt with a dark red tie, a silver cane in one hand, and a leather briefcase in the other.

Shivaish.

Zhou Jinru gasped, he didn't expect it to be such a start, he turned into a silver-gray manservant.

Mr. Shivaish, whose health seemed to be in question, coughed lightly and asked, "How long are we going to stand here?" ”

Zhou Jinru came back to his senses, and a relevant line appeared in front of his eyes: "Yes, the fog in Lentinium has a very bad effect on your health, and we shouldn't stand outside for too long." ”

"It's time for us to go home."

Shivaesh stepped on the movable pedals, boarded the wagon, and sat inside, the door covered by a thick curtain.

Zhou Jinru began to drive the carriage without a teacher, and this literary drama came to an end for the time being, his eyes kept turning on everything he could see, everything looked normal, and there was nothing strange about it.

If this is really a drama, who is the real protagonist?

That Miss Isabella, where is she?

He thought quietly, as the carriage passed through the driveway of the city garden, the weak voice of the man came from the thick curtain behind him: "Go to the Church of Tranquility, I forgot to have an appointment with Father Albert tonight, and I hope I don't want him to wait too long." ”

"Sir, your body ......"

"Go, go."

Zhou Jinru held the reins and whipped the two stout horses, urging them to speed up.

The night deepened, and the sound of the wheels of the carriage running over the road became clearer, and soon they reached their destination, the quiet church of what Khivai Ish said.

In front of the solemn church, there was no one except for the silvery moonlight shining on the horses, carriages and coachmen, their reflections blending with the shadows of the church.

"Sir, here we are."