I Became The Villain Gao Fushuai

"Son, do you know why I died?"

"Because... when I was alive, I secretly took a private photo of a Taoist boss."

"You must not learn from Dad's bad habit of voyeuristic privacy... Then, let's talk about the next thing. I was hunted down by people on the road all the time, just because I couldn't help posting private photos on the Internet."

"As for what kind of photo it is and who it is, don't worry about it... I don't want to frame you."

buzz buzz --

The voice of the middle-aged man on the phone spoke softly, and the sound of the engine of the nearby car became more and more vibrating.

It can be heard that he is stepping on the gas pedal with all his strength.

The rain slapped the car crazily, as if bringing Gong Qing'er on the other end of the phone into a memory that didn't exist.

After listening to her father's series of words, her pupils lost their brightness and she stood there in a daze.

Private photos?

Mentioning this, Gong Qinger subconsciously thought of secretly taking photos of Su Jingshen's practice.

She went to the mobile phone store to restore the data of those photos, and just tonight, Gong Qinger planned to send the photos to the Douyin account.

Because Gong Qing'er had contacted Su Jingshen's phone number for a month, but no one had responded, so Gong Qing'er exposed his practice photos to attract his attention.

But before releasing the photos, Gong Qinger arranged a guzheng study for herself.

That is, when she sat cross-legged in front of the guzheng, her father, who had been dead for two years... suddenly called.

Faintly, all this seemed to be arranged by the heavens for Gong Qinger.

The secret truth of her father's death and the dire consequences of revealing her privacy...all put Gong Qing'er's curiosity on the brink.

Unexpectedly, Su Jingshen on the other end of the phone was more and more shocked by the performance of the threatening call.

He was lying comfortably on the bed, holding the phone in one hand, and picking his nose with the other, quite imageless.

Even so, the threatening phone call could perfectly imitate Su Jingshen's voice as Gong Qing'er's dead father.

In addition, the sound of the car's engine, the sound of raindrops hitting the window, etc., were all produced by Su Jingshen's own ideas, and then transmitted to Gong Qing'er's phone.

What's more perverted.

The threatening phone call would feed Su Jingshen some news about Gong Qinger's family, otherwise, he would not have chosen to play the role of Gong Qinger's "dead father".

"Gong Qing'er's father, I don't have a special tendency to be scary, I just want to protect my privacy!"

"This time, I will treat my daughter as a lesson for you."

"You are the spirit in the sky, don't look for me in your dreams at night!"

After all, Su Jingshen was playing the role of a dead person, and he felt uneasy, so he prayed in his heart.

But when he remembered that he was a villain, he quickly gave up his good voice and changed his face:

"Forget it, if you dare to find me in your dreams, I will dare to find your daughter!"

"You don't want your young daughter to come down to accompany you so early, do you?"

Just in a certain part of the room that Su Jingshen couldn't see, a vain and transparent soul trembled strangely after sensing the thoughts in Su Jingshen's heart.

The shape of that soul... resembles a middle-aged man.

After shaking in fear, he disappeared and didn't dare to contact Su Jingshen who was on the phone again.

On the other side, Gong Qing'er was not much better. She held the phone tightly with both hands, her brows furrowed in worry.

Buzz buzz!

The sound of the engine being fully pulled came from the phone, as if the wheels were rubbing against each other and billowing white smoke!

But it is raining heavily there!

It is undoubtedly a dangerous behavior to drive so fast on the road in rainy days!

Gong Qing'er firmly believed that her father's voice was real, so she begged in tears, "Dad! Don't drive so fast! What if there is another car accident?"

Unexpectedly, the next moment, what responded to Gong Qing'er was not the soft-spoken man, but a frenzied and panicked roar:

"Do you think I want to!? I'm being chased by a large group of people right now! Qing'er...I'm so sorry! Don't do stupid things like me!"

"Brake! Damn, why did it suddenly break down?!"

"Let's rely on rely on!!"

"No--"

After the man roared, there was a loud crashing sound from the phone.

After a bang, there was the sound of the flame burning quietly.

Gong Qing'er tightly covered her mouth, her tears couldn't stop streaming down her face, her head was full of confusion.

She knelt on the cold ground, dropped her cell phone on the floor, and looked like a puppet with a disconnected cord.

With dull eyes, Gong Qing'er caught a glimpse of the family spirit tablet not far away, and her father's tablet was quietly placed there.

Gong Qing'er showed a powerless and desolate Chen Za smile, with tears in her smile.

"A prank? But my father's voice...why is it so real?"

"Could it be that he wants to express to me that Su Jingshen's cultivation secret cannot be revealed?"

Plop.

She knelt on the ground, curled up with her head in her arms, and sobbed sincerely:

"I'm sorry... I'm really sorry! I shouldn't be taking pictures like that, father, I won't make a mistake! Never again!"

"..."

...

About an hour passed.

Su Jingshen was sitting on a chair in the room, holding his chin and looking at the villain's phone on the table.

On the phone, Gong Qing'er cried and confessed fearfully and sincerely, and talked for almost an hour.

Su Jingshen listened quietly for an hour.

"Is it going too far?"

After thinking about it with pity, he shook his head indifferently and vetoed, "I'm a villain, if I can't even hear girls cry, it's too exaggerated!"

But if he continued to listen like this, Su Jingshen was almost tired of listening, and it was meaningless.

Gong Qing'er apologized for an hour, and she shouldn't have any thoughts about Su Jingshen anymore, that's enough.

beep--

He hung up the phone, stood up and stretched, crackling all over.

Su Jingshen showed a pleasant smile.

I don't know if it was influenced by the villain's system, but after he did a bad thing, his mind was like being baptized, and he became extraordinarily clean and breezy.

Just like a person with good character will get spiritual satisfaction if he does good deeds, but Su Jingshen does the opposite.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully intimidating a plot character! Reward you with a complete address book!"

"Add any supporting characters you have seen to the contact book of the villain's phone!"

Hearing the sudden prompt from the system, Su Jingshen raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then turned to his phone to have a look.

Not only the male and female protagonists, but also the classmates and teachers in high school, as well as Su Jingshen's relatives, family members, subordinates, etc., all had corresponding contact numbers.

This means that Su Jingshen can be a "telecom villain" without distinction.

But just as he was flicking the phone happily, the screen suddenly went black, as if the battery had run out.

"Fuck! What bad quality?" Su Jingshen couldn't help cursing.

He also wanted to give Ye Chen a late-night call before he went to bed.

"Ding! The villain's mobile phone needs the blood of 'Protagonist Ye Chen' to maintain it! If you want to continue using it! Please add blood to the host!"