Chapter 1: Transmigrated into a Comedian?
In the wee hours, Zhou Xiao woke up, facing a dark room. He pondered for about five minutes before saying to himself: "I'm going to faint, it seems I really have crossed over."
This is not a common scene of crossing over.
In general, the traverser will get up like a normal person or suddenly wake up with a start because of horizontal death, and then discover that they are in a strange environment. After confirming the traversal, 2B will shout loudly. This is the kind of traversal that the masses love to hear about. But Zhou Xiao's situation was different from the above.
The physique of a dead house man often goes to two extremes, extremely fat or extremely thin. The fat ones are due to lack of exercise and overeating, causing their bodies to constantly deform. While the skinny ones are due to irregular living habits and lack of nutrition in food, allowing their energy to be lost along with fat. However, what's strange is that these two examples seem to be happening simultaneously, and whether a dead house man is fat or thin seems to have nothing to do with the above reasons, but rather depends on God's hobby. Or perhaps being fat or thin is just a random boolean number in the "heavenly will" program, 0 or 1, determined by heaven.
Zhou Xiao is just a random otaku who hangs out in Fatso's group.
As a house, as a dead house, as a male house fat man, nominally living in Beijing, renting outside the Sixth Ring Road, commuting by subway, earning 3000 yuan per month, a half-baked, half-homeless video worker, Zhou Xiao has six die-hard fans who love him, and a beautiful wife... what's wrong with that?! Since he became a dead house man after attending a third-rate university, Zhou Xiao completely said goodbye to women, got it? Got it!
Off topic, let's continue with Zhou Xiao knowing the reason for his transmigration. As a dead fatso, his body was actually very uncomfortable. Even slight exercise would leave him sore all over, not to mention that the excess flesh was not only unattractive but also put considerable pressure on his internal organs, leaving him in a state where it seemed like his heart was always racing and his blood circulation was poor.
As soon as Zhou Xiao woke up, he was surprised to find that the feeling of being crushed by his own weight, which had been suppressed for years, suddenly disappeared. This made him feel both amazed and thoughtful about his body and its environment.
"It seems like I've lost a lot of weight overnight, is this still my own body?" He grasped his right wrist with his left hand, and where his fingers were connected, there was an extra joint.
"Normally, the big thumb can't touch other fingers at all." He touched his belly again. The grass package that should have been there had also disappeared, replaced by a nearly collapsed flat belly skin, and there was no hair in the navel area!
"What the...?! Did I transmigrate or did my soul transmigrate? Am I supposed to start acting like I have amnesia now? Is this a Three Kingdoms, Tang Song Yuan Ming, or Qing Dynasty Republic of China transmigration? This directly affects my starting point classification! ” Zhou Xiao muttered to himself as he began to pay attention to the outside world. Through the dim light of night, he vaguely saw the decorations around him.
"Lying on the ground? It won't be so worthless that you can't even afford a bed, right?" Zhou Xiao muttered to himself.
With the faint light coming from outside the window, he finally found a small ball hanging in the center of the room, about one meter high. Reaching out with his hand, he further confirmed that it was a lamp cord.
*crack*
Zhou Xiao adapted to the sudden appearance of light and finally saw the situation around him.
"What's going on?! Futon... futon mattress?!"
Tatami mats are something that most Chinese people know about, not in real life but through TV shows. From the eastern country, from "Blood Doubt" and "Tokyo Love Story" to "Slam Dunk" and "EVA", over the decades they have exported a lot of culture to China, which has also made Chinese people familiar with many things from that place, including tatami mats which often appear on the floors of Japanese homes.
At this moment, Zhou Xiao had a clear view of his surroundings. His line of sight was filled with a very small house, an old white fluorescent lamp emitting a buzzing sound that lit up the small space. On top of a small TV cabinet sat a similarly small, old-fashioned color TV with a large package attached to it. The surrounding area was cluttered with piles of magazines and papers, as well as plastic bags filled with unknown items that looked like they hadn't been cleaned in ages. A Japanese poster of a beautiful woman was stuck on the wall. The messy closet door was wide open, with most of the clothes piled up at the bottom, while the area where clothes should have been hung had only a few pairs of underwear. Even though Zhou Xiao didn't actually have mysophobia, his mind went blank when faced with this house - it was just too messy, too dirty, and too frightening.
At this time, a question entered his mind: "Who am I?"
Along with this, came a flood of memories and severe headaches, unbearable for Zhou Xiao who quickly lay down again. In his mind, he was reliving the life of a young overseas Chinese named Zhou Xiao born in Japan.
This young man named "Zhou Xiao" grew up in Tokyo and is a comedian.
Japanese comedians are primarily those who perform stage comedy, manzai - Japan's version of stand-up comedy, on stage or television.
In Japan, this is an industry that is free but also has countless rules, bringing laughter to people but also having dark places, and the competition is extremely fierce. It's said to be free because there are no barriers to entry in this industry, you don't need to look good or sing well, as long as you can make others laugh, in this regard, being a bit ugly may even be an advantage. It's said to have rules, which is the character of the entire Japanese nation. The relationship between superiors and subordinates is extremely strict, with senior comedians who debuted earlier able to boss around their junior colleagues at will. As for the dark side, behind Japan's largest comedy entertainment company, Yoshimoto Kogyo, there are many shadows of organized crime, which is almost an open secret.
Although he has Japanese nationality, Zhou Xiao is 100% Chinese. His grandparents immigrated to Japan and gave birth to his father, who then married a Chinese mother and had him. What's special about this family is that except for Zhou Xiao, everyone else in the family remembers their ancestral home fondly. Zhou Xiao's grandparents returned to their hometown in the early 1990s, and about half a year ago, his parents also chose the same path.
However, Zhou Xiao did not return. On the one hand, he had just completed his high school studies in March. On the other hand, Zhou Xiao was determined to become an artist.
In China, the term "performer" is a relatively vague term used to refer to those who work in the performing arts industry. However, in Japan, the term "performer" usually specifically refers to comedians.
However, Zhou Xiao actually wanted to do something that was neither of the two. The profession he wanted to pursue is called "タレント" in Japan, which translates to "talent" in English, meaning a person with exceptional abilities or skills. But in Japan, this term has been extended to refer to a comprehensive artist who can do everything, whether it's comedy, singing and dancing, or acting.
The road is to be walked step by step, and Zhou Xiao, who has just graduated for more than half a year, is still an emerging comedian. There is still a long way to go from the dream of becoming a comprehensive artist.
Young Zhou Xiao is a stubborn, not yet eighteen-year-old kid. After graduating from high school, he gave up further studies and chose to become a comedian from scratch. However, his parents are Chinese-Japanese, although they were born in Japan, since they love China so much, how could they not inherit the majority of Chinese ideas? So when Zhou Xiao decided not to go to college and do comedy instead, his parents opposed it with great determination.
Just after graduating from high school, Zhou Xiao had a big argument with his parents who were about to return home at the time. He left home in anger, and all he had on him was 100,000 yen that he had saved up since childhood.
Perhaps they thought that the child would not be able to make a fuss and would find his own way, Zhou Xiao's parents did not stop him from leaving home. The two of them left their phone numbers behind and hastily boarded a plane, returning to the land they had dreamed of for 40 years, leaving only Zhou Xiao alone, wandering aimlessly in this vast city maze of Tokyo.
