C2 What Men Waiting to be Selected?

"Second Young Master …" Doctor... "Yesterday …"

In his dreams, Yan Ge could hear a few people's voices nagging at him. It was extremely annoying, and he felt like his head was hurting. He struggled out of his sleep and rubbed his forehead with his eyes closed. "My head will explode if I keep making noise."

The room was silent for a few seconds. A delicate female voice said in surprise: "Second Young Master, you have finally woken up!"

Following which, there were a few other voices that shouted, "Wonderful!" and "Second Young Master has awoken!" before the few of them quickly ran into the distance.

Yan Ge felt that those voices were unfamiliar, but his head was still aching, so he did not mind. With much difficulty, he sat up, supported his head and asked: "What's wrong with me?"

It was still the same voice at the beginning. "Second Young Master, did you forget? You fell into the water and became ill for several days. The doctors said that you might not be able to make it. Fortunately, the heavens are willing to protect you. You've finally woken up. "

Yan Ge thought he misheard him and repeated in a daze, "Falling into the water?"

A pair of small female hands reached over and tucked him in.

"Yeah."

Yan Ge was a little more clear-headed. He opened his eyes and saw the flowery blanket around him. Who gave him such a vulgar quilt? He turned to look at the speaker, shocked. Who was this little girl? He had thin eyebrows, round eyes, and a round face, probably only fifteen or sixteen years old. He wore the clothes of an ancient maidservant.

He looked around. The hanging drapes, the round table brocade, the vermilion carved beams had completely confused him. Where was this? He had clearly fainted because he hit the television set. Even if he didn't wake up at home, he should have woken up in the hospital. Why did he faint in this strange place?

"Is Second Young Master still not feeling well? Qiu Xi has already gone to get the medicine. " The maid's large eyes were filled with worry.

Yan Ge suddenly thought of the farce he had watched with Lu Yan and his forehead twitched. Impossible, he couldn't have transmigrated. It's not that you want to wear it, you can wear it if you want to. It's just that you bumped into it on the TV. He tried to prop himself up, but his body was weak. He could not get a fifteen-sixteen year old girl to help him up, so he gave up and carefully examined the furnishings in the room. The more he looked, the more shocked he became.

"Second Young Master? What's the matter with you? " The maidservants gathered around, at a loss of what to do.

Yan Ge looked at her and waved his hand. There were many mistakes in his words. Based on the current situation, it was best for him to remain calm. Luckily, he had watched the episodes that the main character had just passed through with Lu Yan Yan. If he pretended to lose his memories, he would definitely be the one to do it. He quickly calmed down and covered his head, his voice filled with pain.

"My head hurts. Why can't I remember anything? "Why is it like this …"

"What?" The maidservant's face turned pale, she lifted her skirt and ran out of the room, calling out crisply, "Doctor!" "Doctor …"

Hearing that there were no movements outside, Yan Ge jumped off the bed, his knees became weak and he almost kneeled on the ground. After recovering, he rushed to the dressing table, the first thing he saw was the man wearing a ridiculous long hair. He reached out and pulled hard, wincing in pain. This hair is real!

He slumped down on the round stool, his head bowed in confusion. He really did cross over. How did he cross over? How could Soul Piercing actually exist? So is he dead in the twenty-first century? Would the man know he was dead? Would that person feel even the slightest bit of reluctance or regret at his death? Why did he cross over at this time? Even if he was destined to meet with such a calamity, why didn't he just confess to that person? He had loved that man for three years.

"Yan Ge! "Ge'er!"

A gentle and gentle female voice accompanied by hurried yet gentle footsteps entered Yan Ge's ears.

It's the same name." When he came back to his senses, he saw a beautiful lady wearing an embroidered skirt striding over with a face full of concern. The beautiful woman was around forty years old. She had a dignified appearance and an extraordinary bearing. Behind the woman followed two other women. One was about fifteen to sixteen years old, and she was a young maid with a oval face. The other was about thirty years old, and her hair had been pulled up into a bun, making her look like a woman.

"My son, why are you up? Go back to bed and lie down. Don't worry, the doctor will be right over. "

Yan Ge couldn't call out "Mother" right now, so he followed the movement of the woman and sat back down on the bed.

"Poor child, is there any discomfort? Qiuxi said your head was burning and you don't remember anything? "

Yan Ge nodded his head, furrowed his brows and said, "Just thinking about it makes my head hurt …"

Lady Yan's expression became more anxious, and asked hurriedly: "Then do you remember that you are a male contestant waiting to be selected? "The general elections for Xiuxiu and Xiuxiu will be held in the next few days!"

"What!?" Waiting for the male contestants? " Yan Ge was so shocked that he almost choked on his own saliva.

"That's right," Lady Yan said nervously. "This general election is very important, we can't make the slightest mistake. You really don't remember anything at all? "

Waiting for men, men, men, men... The sky and earth spun in front of Yan Ge. He might as well kill himself! He might have hit it again. When he saw a vermilion pillar not far away, he lunged forward and hit it head-on, hitting it exactly where he had hit the television set.

After a "peng" sound, his brain buzzed and he fell powerlessly onto the ground. He was in so much pain that he wanted to roll on the floor, but stars were shining in his eyes. He understood, he really understood that this Yan Ge must have jumped into the water to escape from the Elementary Scholar.

"Ge'er!" Lady Yan rushed over to help him, and scolded the servant beside him, "Why aren't you helping second young master back to his bed?"