Drink This Bowl Of Dog Blood! [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 1

[Ding! Receiving host information] [Reception complete] [Ding! Connecting to host’s mind] [Connection successful. Melodrama System 886 is at your service.]

Noisy sounds filled his ears as his five senses returned. Song Yanxing blinked his narrow eyes, feeling somewhat dazed. If his memory was correct, he should have been in a car accident on his way to an awards ceremony, a crash that should have left both the car and himself destroyed. But now, he was elsewhere.

Song Yanxing looked up. Sitting across from him was a young man who appeared no more than twenty. He wore a designer casual suit and had a tall, upright posture with sharp, exquisite features, though his lips were slightly pursed.

While Song Yanxing observed him, Ye Hui was also watching Song Yanxing. When the man did not smile, his features were cold and stern, yet everyone knew him to be a person of gentle and soft temperament.

Upon capturing the way the man’s eyes lit up the moment he saw him, the irritation Ye Hui had felt after their text exchange suddenly vanished. Their eyes met briefly before Ye Hui looked away first.

“What would you like to drink?” Song Yanxing picked up the menu and asked with natural poise.

Ye Hui’s mind was elsewhere. “Whatever.”

Left with no other choice, Song Yanxing ordered coffee based on the sudden influx of memories appearing in his mind. After ordering, the two fell into silence.

“Yanxing, I have thought about it for a long time. We are just not suitable for each other. Divorce is a relief for both of us,” Ye Hui spoke first, his fingers lightly tapping the table.

Opening his eyes to a divorce scene left Song Yanxing startled, yet he kept his expression calm. If he had heard correctly before waking, a mechanical voice calling itself a system had spoken to him. Just as he felt a sense of doubt, a playful yet stiff mechanical voice rang in his head.

[System: That is right! Because you had a strong obsession when you were near death, you met our system’s requirements, so we bound together! As long as you complete the missions to slap faces and abuse the scum in these melodramatic stories, you can be resurrected in real life!]

Song Yanxing caught the key point immediately. “So, am I dead after the accident?”

[System: Pretty much. You are in a comatose, vegetative state.]

Song Yanxing lowered his head, his expression unreadable. Although his mermaid physique was excellent, it was indeed difficult to withstand an explosion after being hit by a military grade armored vehicle.

The system hurried to add, [As long as the host completes the missions, you can]

“I agree,” the man interrupted.

The system did a happy mental somersault before adding cautiously, [I am the Melodrama System. Not only is the world you transmigrated into a melodramatic novel, but you also have to splash melodrama onto others in the same way. For example, the theme of this world is the substitute trope. You need to choose someone and make them believe they are a substitute for someone else. Your role, in short, is a romantic fraud.]

The system’s voice grew quieter as it watched his reaction. Song Yanxing mused for a moment and asked, “At any time or place?”

[System: Yes, as long as the target character believes they are a substitute.]

There was no such thing as a free lunch. Having boarded this pirate ship, Song Yanxing could only nod. The system hurriedly began its operations.

[The cannon fodder’s name in every world is your original name. Now transmitting the plot of this world. Plot transmission in progress. Transmission complete.]

A moment later, the complete novel plot appeared in Song Yanxing’s mind. The original owner was a highly successful movie emperor in the entertainment industry. During his university years, he met the protagonist, Ye Hui, while filming a drama and fell in love at first sight.

The two had a natural connection due to filming and got together. Shortly after marriage, Ye Hui hoped the original owner would devote more time to the family, leading the original owner to retire for love. However, married life was like a widowed marriage. Ye Hui used being unaccustomed as an excuse for them to sleep in separate rooms. Later, he hardly ever came home. On the rare occasions he did, he would stare at the original owner’s face in a daze.

The original owner was sensitive and starved for affection. After accidentally discovering he was a substitute, he developed depression. Soon, Ye Hui’s white moonlight, Chi Ting, returned to the country. Learning that a dating show called Transfer Romance was Chi Ting’s stepping stone, Ye Hui used divorce as a condition to force the original owner to participate.

The original owner, already in a terrible state, was humiliated during the show and became nothing more than a tool to highlight the protagonist’s beautiful love story. Shortly after the show ended, the original owner died of depression.

After reviewing the plot, Song Yanxing rubbed his brow. “So, I am a substitute movie emperor?”

[System: Exactly! To maintain the balance of the book world, the host needs to maintain the character persona for a period of time. Once the persona value reaches the standard, you will be free.]

Song Yanxing raised an eyebrow. “Not a big problem.”

In reality, only a blink of an eye had passed. Song Yanxing looked at the person sitting across from him and nodded. His gaze drifted to the light rain and breeze outside the window. The residual emotions in the body caused the corners of his eyes to turn red.

“What is your condition?”

His heart was indifferent. The original owner had suggested divorce before, but Ye Hui had made various excuses to delay. Now that he had finally agreed, it was clearly because he wanted something.

Ye Hui snapped back to his senses, hurriedly looking away from the vivid color at the corner of the man’s eyes. “The condition is that we participate in Lemon TV’s Transfer Romance together as a divorced couple.”

Fearing Song Yanxing would not agree, Ye Hui added, “If you want to use this to make a comeback, this is a good opportunity”

“I agree.”

“What?” Ye Hui looked at him in surprise.

Song Yanxing stood up and said seriously to the stunned man, “In the past, I always believed that marriage was sacred, a new stage entered by two people who truly love each other. But our marriage was unequal from the start. I became a shadow of someone else in your heart.”

He lowered his head with a self deprecating smile, his lashes hiding his gaze. “Even my efforts for this relationship were worthless in your eyes.” The man fell silent for a moment, appearing relieved. “I will have my manager contact the show. See you at the Civil Affairs Bureau at nine the day after tomorrow.”

Song Yanxing reached down, took off the ring on his left ring finger, and placed it on the table. “I will draft the divorce agreement tomorrow. Goodbye.” He walked toward the exit.

“Sir, your coffee is ready.”

The waiter’s voice brought Ye Hui back to his senses. He spoke softly, “Thank you.” He looked down and saw his favorite mocha in the cup. His heart skipped a beat for an unknown reason.

Ye Hui took the ring from the table, clutching it in his hand, and hurried to the window. The man’s tall, upright figure emerged from the shadows, stepping into the sunlight one pace at a time. He tightened his grip. The ring engraved with his initials collided with another ring he was wearing, pressing painfully into his palm.

They were completely over, but why could he not feel happy?

[System: Ding! Numerical changes detected. Current mission value: 20%. Persona value: 40%.]

Song Yanxing had just sat in his car when the system’s excited mechanical voice appeared. He rubbed his brow and asked while starting the car, “Mission value?”

[System: Mission value includes slapping faces and reverse melodrama. Once the value reaches one hundred, the mission is successful.]

Song Yanxing nodded in understanding and focused on driving.

[Host, can I ask a question?] the system asked suddenly.

“Sure, ask away.” The light turned red, and Song Yanxing slowly brought the car to a halt.

[System: Was the coffee intentional?]

Song Yanxing kept his eyes on the traffic light and answered casually, “Yes.”

[System: Why?]

“The effect was very obvious, was it not? Besides, this is what the original owner would have done, knowing every detail of Ye Hui’s preferences and taking meticulous care of him, even if Ye Hui never noticed or chose to ignore it.” The light turned green, and Song Yanxing started the car. “I simply stepped out of that cage, presented my sincerity before his eyes, and said the words the original owner had buried deep in his heart.”

The system was completely impressed and asked no further questions.

Driving back to their former marital home, Song Yanxing turned on the lights in the dark, lonely house. The interior was a black, white, and gray show home. He sat on the sofa, feeling the original owner’s lingering sorrow.

Song Yanxing had arrived at the point where the original owner had discovered the truth about being a substitute, causing the relationship to hit freezing point. Despite multiple divorce requests, the original owner had still harbored a sliver of hope. However, after the white moonlight returned to the country, Ye Hui’s agreement to divorce became the final straw. His heart was completely dead.

Song Yanxing sent a message to a person in his memory. An hour later, the doorbell rang. He pulled out a packed suitcase and opened the door to meet the bright eyes of a woman.

“Have you really thought it through?” The woman wore a sharp professional suit and looked like an elite with her red lips and wavy hair. At this moment, her eyes were glowing with excitement. This was the only artist she managed.

“Sister Jiang, I am very clear. I want to make a comeback.” Song Yanxing looked at her with lowered eyes.

“That is wonderful! I have been prepared for a long time! Although you dissolved the studio when you retired, everyone still has feelings for you. We have kept in touch over the years. Reassembling the team is not a problem!” Jiang Wei’s face was full of joy.

Song Yanxing was also infected by her smile.

“But is there any problem with your spouse?” Jiang Wei suddenly remembered a key issue, and her smile faded. Recalling the movie emperor she had built from scratch, who had given up a bright future for love based on a few words, Jiang Wei truly had no good feelings for Ye Hui.

Song Yanxing pulled his luggage out the door and locked it before answering, “It will be over between us very soon.” His face was pale and his voice very soft.

Jiang Wei looked at his slightly gloomy expression and nodded without further questions. Moving out of the marital home made the reason obvious. The two got into Jiang Wei’s car and drove toward a high end apartment in the city center.

[Ding! Persona value: 65%.]

A short while later, the aggressive SUV stopped smoothly at the apartment where the original owner had lived before retiring. Song Yanxing put his luggage in the bedroom and paused briefly before walking toward the study.

He pushed the door open. Behind the desk was a neat bookshelf, and on the side was a glass cabinet filled with trophies. These were the many awards the original owner had won before retiring.

Outside, he could hear Jiang Wei’s voice as she made calls for his comeback. Inside, behind the locked trophy cabinet, Song Yanxing reached out and slowly stroked the cool glass. It was not just trophies that were locked away, but the original owner’s dreams.

There were two knocks on the door, and Song Yanxing turned around.

“Yanxing, I want to use an interview as your comeback debut. That TV station is an old partner of ours; they are reliable and trustworthy. What do you think?” Jiang Wei asked, leaning against the doorframe.

Song Yanxing withdrew his hand and smiled after a brief thought. “Of course, I trust you.”

“Got it. Also, there is an invitation for a literary film. This was a script sent to you before you retired. Director Xu never filmed it after you left. Perhaps word got to him that I have started making moves.”

Song Yanxing felt a spark of curiosity. “Is there a script?”

Jiang Wei replied, “Only a general outline. You can get the full role script after signing. I will send it to you to look at in a bit.” She paused, showing concern. “However, the investors said we need to go through the motions and do an audition. You know you have been away for a long time.”

Being away for three years, whether his acting skills were still sharp was indeed a point of uncertainty.

“I can do it. No problem,” Song Yanxing said without hesitation.

After asking for his opinion, Jiang Wei left. Song Yanxing sat in the chair at the desk. His gaze fell on a photo tucked into a gap in the desk. He reached out and took it, his gaze pausing on one person. It was a slightly wrinkled, faded high school graduation photo. It was clear that it had been handled often.

Song Yanxing raised an eyebrow. His gaze landed on the aloof and extraordinary boy standing next to Ye Hui, his dark eyes deepening. Just then, the system appeared.

[System: Host, you have not forgotten the reverse melodrama mission, have you? In this world, you need to complete the substitute melodrama for another person.]

“I have not forgotten.”

He looked down at the boy in the photo, a glimmer of a smile spilling from his eyes.