Chapter 29 Human Chair
Qin Yi had nothing to do on the second day of school. Lin Zhibai went to school in the morning to pick up some textbooks, and then the counselor organized everyone to run for class cadres.
Lin Zhibai had no interest in the cadres on duty, so he did not participate in the election.
In the end, Zhu Yating was the class monitor, the girl who took the initiative to greet Lin Zhibai yesterday, added him as a friend, and invited him to join the freshman group.
There is nothing at school in the afternoon.
Lin Zhibai returned to Shuiyunju and was thinking about finding a lawyer to draft an employment contract. Unexpectedly, Scarlet Red proactively said: "In order to protect the interests of the host, the system can provide the host with a free employment contract template. In the future, the host will All contracts needed can be drawn up by the system.”
“Has the contract been drawn up?”
Lin Zhibai asked unexpectedly: "What other functions of the system do I not know about?"
Hong Kong's voice was emotionless: "You need to explore the specific functions by yourself. If the host needs it, Hong Hong can play idiom solitaire with you."
Lin Zhibai: “…”
In any case, Scarlet Red provided convenience after all, and Lin Zhibai did not need to find an additional lawyer.
After exporting and printing the contract provided by the system, Lin Zhibai contacted Jiang Cheng and asked him to take time out in the afternoon to come to his residence to sign the contract.
As a result, Jiang Cheng arrived at one o'clock in the afternoon.
Aunt Liu, the nanny, opened the door and led Jiang Cheng into the living room.
Lin Zhibai was currently reading the contract provided by the system at the tea table in the living room.
Looking up and seeing that Jiang Cheng had arrived, Lin Zhibai smiled and said, "Come over and see if there are any problems with this employment contract. If there are no problems, we will sign it."
"OK."
Jiang Cheng stepped forward and took the contract and read it carefully.
Lin Zhibai poured Jiang Cheng a cup of tea and found that the other party was standing there reading the contract. He subconsciously said, "Don't be restrained. Sit down and read it slowly."
.
Jiang Cheng looked at the chairs next to the tea table with a strange expression: "I just finished lunch and want to stand a little longer to eat. Boss, don't worry."
Lin Zhibai was stunned for a moment, then seemed to think of something, and smiled:
"Please help yourself."
Jiang Cheng said to Lin Zhibai after reading the contract, "I have no problem."
The contract was usually made in two copies. Lin Zhibai signed his own copy first, and then exchanged signatures with Jiang Cheng. When both parties signed their names, the contract officially came into effect.
Finish signing.
Lin Zhibai muttered: "We may work together for a long time in the future. You are older than me. From now on, I will call you Brother Cheng."
“The boss is very polite.”
Jiang Cheng said: "You can also call me Acheng."
For some reason, Lin Zhibai felt that Brother Cheng was more powerful, so he said, "You should have read my novel Brother Cheng, right?"
“Looked at it.”
Jiang Cheng hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't hold it back any longer and exclaimed from the bottom of his heart: "The boss's novel is very exciting. Although it is only a short story, it still made me..."
Jiang Cheng couldn't find a suitable adjective for a while.
Until he looked at the chair in front of him, he continued: "It cast a shadow on the chair."
Finished.
Jiang Cheng finally sat down, but his buttocks twisted a few times, seeming quite uncomfortable.
Coughed again.
Jiang Cheng said: "According to the boss's request, after I read the novel in the morning, I submitted it to "Mystery and Suspense" under Nathan Bookstore. Next, we need to set up a studio. Please give the boss a name for the studio. .”
"Kunpeng."
"Kunpeng?"
“The Dapeng rises in the same wind in one day and soars ninety thousand miles away. Why not call it Kunpeng Studio?”
Lin Zhibai opened his mouth.
This sentence comes from "Shang Li Yong". It was written by Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, when he was young in the memory of his previous life. There is some content behind it, such as "My father is still afraid of future generations, and my husband must not be young."
Jiang Cheng was slightly startled. Is this a sentence he created himself?
It's like "a big roc rises with the wind in one day and soars ninety thousand miles". My mysterious and young boss seems to have shown his amazing talent inadvertently, just like the other party's movie called "The Human Chair" "The novel is inexplicably thrilling.
"good."
Jiang Cheng said with emotion: "The ancients loved Kun and often described themselves as Kunpeng when talking about their ambitions. My boss has lofty ambitions. I hope I can encourage him as well."
Finished.
Jiang Cheng stood up and said, "Then I'll go through the formalities for the studio first."
Lin Zhibai smiled and said: "Then next time Brother Cheng comes over, should I replace the chair with a bench?"
Jiang Cheng laughed and said, "That's not really the case. I just thought that the editor of Nathan Book House would probably have to stand up to eat today."
…
Two flowers bloom, each showing one branch.
Nathan Bookstore publishes an issue of "Mystery and Suspense" every month. The editors of the magazine usually decide before the 20th which short stories will be published in the magazine early next month.
Just finished lunch at this time.
Editor Pan Yi started reviewing the manuscript.
The manuscript he is about to read is "The Human Chair".
People will feel sleepy after eating lunch. Pan Yi was also a little groggy at the moment. He thought about taking a lunch break after reviewing this manuscript.
There is nothing special at the beginning of the manuscript, just a brief description of the characters and scenes.
【Every morning at ten o'clock, Jia Zi watches her husband go to work at the government office...】
Um?
Kako?
Like Chuzhou's naming style, there is nothing surprising about this. The Blue Star writer's background in novel creation has always been to use whichever continent he wants to use. Although the cultures are different, the official languages of each continent are the same. .
Don’t say Pan Yi is used to it.
Blue Star readers have long been accustomed to novels of various styles and backgrounds, so there is no problem with their sense of immersion.
This is different from the earth.
The cultures of various countries on the earth are greatly restricted and influenced by different languages, and it is difficult to understand each of them.
Continue reading.
Jia Zi is a beautiful female writer who has become famous recently, even surpassing her husband who is an official. She receives several letters from strange admirers almost every day...]
As the text gradually unfolds.
Pan Yi outlined the story line in his mind:
The protagonist Kako is a writer who always receives various letters from readers.
However, Kako discovered that one of the readers’ letters she received today was a bit strange. The envelope was particularly thick, as if it was a manuscript?
Of course this is normal.
Yoshiko occasionally receives manuscripts of novels that are sent to her without prior notice.
Most of the contents of this type of manuscript are long and boring, but she wanted to take a look at it, so she opened the envelope and took out the letter.
As expected, it was a stack of manuscript paper bound into a volume, but for some unknown reason, there was neither a title nor a signature on the manuscript paper, and the sender directly started with the title "Mrs."
Jia Zi felt puzzled, but her eyes had already glanced down two or three lines.
At this sight, Jia Zi felt an unusually terrifying premonition, and then she couldn't help but be driven by curiosity, and read on involuntarily...
at the same time.
Pan Yi, who was reviewing the manuscript, raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly felt a strange sense of substitution in his heart.
At this moment, am I not reading this manuscript just like Yoshiko in the novel?
But what kind of letter content would make Yoshiko feel a terrifying premonition in her heart?
Pan Yi was aroused and continued reading.
The writer calls himself “I”.
【I am a born ugly man, please, madam, please keep this in mind. Otherwise, if you agree to my shameless request to meet, and are unprepared to see my increasingly ugly appearance in my corrupt life, and are extremely surprised, I can’t guarantee that you will not have an overreaction. It was unbearable. 】
It turns out that the writer is a chairmaker who is good at making various chairs.
The finished chairs he produced satisfy even the most discerning customers!
Hence, he is highly valued by his boss and specializes in customizing high-end chairs for some wealthy upper-class people.
Like a pious artist.
The chair maker considers the chairs he builds to be his "works of art".
Every time a high-end custom-made chair is made, the chairmaker will sit on it and experience it personally, imagining in his mind what big people will sit on this chair in the future - Will he be a noble gentleman?
She will be a beautiful lady?
These are unattainable big names in the minds of chairmakers.
The homes of these big shots must be extremely luxurious. There will be paintings by famous people hanging on the walls, magnificent crystal lamps hanging from the ceiling, and expensive carpets on the floor. Then there must be fragrant fragrances blooming on the tables matching the chairs. flowers and plants…
Chairmakers are often immersed in these imaginations.
Sometimes he even imagined that he was the owner of those luxurious rooms.
But after all, these are just imaginations. In reality, he is still an ugly person from the bottom of society, so he gradually becomes tired of this kind of life, and even has an extremely pessimistic thought: "Instead of living like this life like an ant, it is better to die." Forget it."
It happened to be that time.
It is said that these chairs are going to be delivered to a hotel run by a wealthy man in the same city.
He made a chair that met the customer's requirements and sat on it to start his wonderful fantasies.
But when he returned to reality, he was still at the bottom of society and suddenly felt a sense of emptiness, and then a devilish thought appeared in his mind -
He wants to put himself into a chair!
…
Go crazy!
Editor Pan Yi was shocked by the idea of a chair maker!
It is no exaggeration to say that he was really frightened by this terrifying idea. How could a person fit into a chair? ?
However, Pan Yi underestimated the hands-on ability of a chairmaker, and even more underestimated the madness of the chairmaker!
The chairmaker actually started to take action. He unpacked the most perfect chair and made adjustments skillfully.
For example, making an imperceptible gap in a corner of the leather for breathing and hearing outside sounds;
A small storage shelf is set up on the inner side of the backrest and next to the head position, and a water bottle and dry food are stuffed into it, as well as a large rubber bag for emergencies.
In addition, the chair-maker also spent a lot of effort to collect food, so that even if he stayed inside for two or three days, he would not pose any threat to his life.
After transformation.
In a sense, this chair is equivalent to a single room.
Although it is cramped and dark, it can accommodate one person without any problem.
that's all.
The chairmaker really hides himself in the chair, or he has become a part of the chair.
This is a human chair!
After the order is handed over, the chairs hidden by the chairmaker are transported to high-end hotels.
No one noticed anything strange. Even if the workers transporting the goods felt that the chair was particularly heavy, they just thought it was because the material of the chair was too high-end.
Madam may have discovered that the primary purpose of my strange behavior was to sneak out of the chair when no one was around and wander around the restaurant to steal. 】
yes.
Who would have thought that there is such a ridiculous thing in the world -
There is a person hidden in the chair?
Every night in the dead of night, the chairmaker can freely enter and exit every room like a shadow. After causing a commotion, he only needs to escape to the secret base in the chair and watch everyone's stupid search operations with bated breath.
Like a hermit crab.
The hotel at night is the beach where he plays unscrupulously!
During the day, he could peek into the guests' privacy in the dark while hiding in the chair.
【That day I heard a man's heavy snoring approaching, and then a huge body landed on my lap and bounced lightly two or three times. Separated by a thin layer of leather, my thighs and the man's strong buttocks were almost in harmony with each other. His broad shoulders rested squarely on my chest, and his thick palms overlapped my hands through the leather armrests. Then he smoked his cigar, and a rich manly scent drifted into the leather gap. 】
The chairmaker’s vivid description in the letter!
The strong sense of the picture is almost overwhelming!
Imagining this absurd, bizarre and thrilling scene, Pan Yi's scalp suddenly became tight and goosebumps appeared densely all over his body. Even his afternoon drowsiness disappeared in an instant!
And this story that gradually started to become horrifying continues.
Perhaps his desire for voyeurism was satisfied, and the chairmaker gradually began to indulge in those tactile worlds.
Men and women…
Fat, fat, thin…
Young and old…
His skin comes into contact with countless people through the leather, their weight, body curves, and even the slight movement of their hips; his ears can hear all kinds of sounds and conversations, and he can feel their emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy personally. No matter who these people were in reality, they were so unattainable to the former chair-makers!
certainly.
Because he stayed in a small space twenty-four hours a day, with his arms and knees bent for a long time, the chairmaker gradually felt paralyzed and could not even stand upright completely.
At night.
The chairmaker came out again, but he could only crawl like a twisted maggot in the darkness, going back and forth between the kitchen and the dressing room. But even though he endured such hard work, he still refused to give up the mysterious world of touch.
“Perverted! So perverted!”
Continuously imagining the scenes described in the words, Pan Yi's expression was slightly distorted due to shock. This chairmaker is simply a psychopath, but his logic is tenable. Each psychological change is very subtle -
Pan Yi couldn’t find any distortion in this character!
In the darkest depths of his heart, Pan Yi even subconsciously imagined:
If you were hiding in that chair and feeling the beautiful girl's body and your own tightly attached to each other through a layer of skin, what kind of touch and body temperature would you feel...
“Hiss!”
Pan Yi took a breath and shook his head wildly to get rid of this idea. I am not a pervert!
The story is not over yet.
The hotel was later changed hands and the chairs were auctioned.
The chair that the chairmaker hid was eventually purchased by an official and shipped to his home.
The official's wife seems to like this chair very much. Whenever she is tired from writing, she will lie on this chair to rest.
The chairmaker described it this way in his letter:
【When she throws her body towards me, I always catch her as gently as possible. When she gets tired, I quietly move my knees to adjust her posture. When she was taking a nap, I would rock my knees very slightly to serve as the cradle. Her body fragrance was particularly charming, and her body was so perfect! 】
Time is getting longer.
Perhaps it’s the loneliness inside?
Abnormal emotions are evoked.
This chairmaker actually fell in love with the hostess!
【This is the first time in my life that I have felt true love. Compared with this, many experiences in the hotel are nothing to mention. The evidence is that I have unprecedented thoughts about this mistress. I was not willing to limit myself to just caressing secretly, but I also tried every possible means to make her aware of my presence. 】
etc!
The male owner is an official, and the wife is a writer. She often writes in the study! ?
Combining several key pieces of information, Pan Yi suddenly thought of the foreshadowing in the previous article. He felt that the temperature in the room suddenly dropped, and the cold air almost ran up his spine!
Should it be...
Pan Yi's face turned pale.
The words that followed in his mind were exactly as Pan Yi expected—
The letter that Kako was reading was actually written by the perverted chairmaker himself. The purpose of writing this letter was to ask the hostess to meet. He finally said in the letter that he was waiting for an interview outside the gate. ! ?
In other words:
The chairmaker mentioned in the letter that the mistress he loved deeply was none other than Yoshiko, who was sitting on the chair reading this letter at the moment!
Jia Zi in the book suddenly stood up!
Pan Yi outside the book also stood up suddenly!
This horrific reversal almost made it impossible for him to sit still on the chair!
Thinking of Jia Zi sitting in that chair reading the letter just now, Pan Yi's ears were buzzing and he almost didn't dare to think deeply. The chair maker had been hiding in Jia Zi's home, even in the chair under her!
Jia Zi rushed into the bedroom.
She fled far away from the desk where the disgusting armchair sat, feeling nauseous and dizzy.
Check the chair?
Jia Zi would never dare to do such a terrible thing. Even if there was no one inside, there must still be food and his filth left!
At this moment.
Jia Zi’s servant came in and delivered another letter.
int. I have always been very fond of my teacher's works. The manuscript I sent earlier is my raw creation. It would be a great honor for my teacher to read it and give me some advice and criticism. For some reasons, the manuscript was submitted before this letter was written. The teacher may have finished reading it. How do you feel about it? I would be extremely happy if my work could move the teacher at least once. I deliberately omitted it from the manuscript, but the title was scheduled to be "Chair on Earth". 】
The story ends abruptly.
Pan Yi's face gradually returned to color, and he sat back in the chair blankly, but less than half a second later he suddenly jumped up, as if there was someone hiding in the chair.
“It turned out to be a mistake...”
It turns out that the so-called first letter is actually just a novel written from a first-person perspective, and the second letter is the real letter. The reversal at the end is undoubtedly very exciting from the perspective of creative art and story structure. It's like rows of buttons, and finally all the buttons are tied perfectly.
It’s just that Pan Yi has just completely assumed the perspective of Jia Zi, so he, who is also reading the novel, is still worried about the chair.
What a creative idea!
God’s reversal!
Writing a novel within a novel, giving readers a confusing sense of immersion, making them unable to distinguish between novels and letters...
Although he didn't dare to sit back in his chair, Pan Yi was still shocked by the exquisite design of this novel. Look at the signature of the contributor:
Seems like a new writer?
Pan Yi took a deep breath, but before he could fully breathe out, he suddenly thought of something, his face changed again, his body leaned forward slightly, and his eyes stared at the front of the manuscript—
Is this really just a mistake?
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