Professional Stand-in, With an Hourly Salary of 100,000

It took Chen Yunsheng more than ten seconds to calm himself down. After rubbing his cheeks, he stood up and twisted the key. With a click, the lock cylinder of the door opened.

Then Ji Fanyin opened the door from inside.

Before she could speak, Chen Yunsheng first explained the situation without silver three hundred taels: "The key is a bit awkward."

Ji Fanyin pointed at the top of his head.

Chen Yunsheng looked up and saw a 360-degree surveillance camera: "..."

"Actually, you shouldn't hang the key on your neck. Elementary school students do that." Ji Fanyin said Shi Shiran, "I ran through the cabinet and found a rope to come out because I lost the medal you gave me, so I returned it to you. One."

Chen Yunsheng remembered.

He also put the championship medal on her neck on tiptoe.

At the end of the fan letter he tried to send to Ji Fanyin's studio, he also drew an abstract medal as a code.

Chen Yunsheng immediately lowered his head and put the key on his neck again: "Then I will continue to wear it."

"Sending the key is a form," Ji Fanyin flicked the door lock with his fingertips amusedly. "This is a fingerprint code lock. Just enter your fingerprints."

Five minutes later, the fingerprint was successfully entered into the code lock. Chen Yunsheng tried to open it twice, pursing his lower lip and raising his head to ask: "Then can I go in for a cup of tea today?"

Ji Fanyin thought for a while: "You can come and cook a meal."

Chen Yunsheng makes a fist: It's true that I haven't given up cooking since I graduated from the cooking class.

When night fell and leaving Ji Fanyin's home, Chen Yunsheng was still a little dizzy.

He thought he should have become more mature and calmer than before in front of Ji Fanyin, but when he came to her, he seemed to have become a little young who was helpless.

No matter how long he has lived in another world and how much knowledge and professional skills he has learned as an adult, he has always been just a newcomer in the subject of love.

It's so shallow on paper.

No matter how many people share their love, hatred, and hatred, it does not mean that he can gain proficiency from it.

Chen Yunsheng took a long breath and returned to the house shared with his former roommate.

The roommate is a cg master, and the work does not need to meet people or socialize. The whole process is carried out online, which is especially suitable for difficult jobs.

The two rented together for a period of time, one was afraid of the other and the other was indifferent, so they got along strangely and harmoniously.

When Chen Yunsheng went back, his roommate was coming out of the kitchen with a disposable fork carrying instant noodles, and greeted him listlessly: "Hi."

Chen Yunsheng also nodded at him.

He has never been talkative. His roommate took two steps to his bedroom as usual, then suddenly stopped and pulled the fork out of his mouth, and looked at the door with a look of horror: "What's wrong with you, Brother Sheng?"

After putting on his slippers, Chen Yunsheng involuntarily touched the corner of his mouth, and there was no uncontrollable tilt up there. Obviously, his facial disorder would only happen in front of Ji Fanyin.

"What's wrong?"

"I only know that you study music, but I have only seen you write scores, never heard you hum!" The roommate's hand holding the instant noodles trembled slightly, "Are you silly?"

Chen Yunsheng did not remember that he hummed a song. As the other party said, this was not his habit.

"What did I hum?"

The roommate retired to the room tremblingly, imitating Chen Yunsheng's unconsciously humming tone: "Although I am a sound silly, I think this is like a wedding march..."

Chen Yunsheng: "...really?"

The roommate swallowed and nodded: "Really."

Chen Yunsheng: "..."

The roommate stared at him for a while, as if suddenly gossiping overwhelmed his fear and appetite, he held the instant noodles and came forward to wink his eyebrows: "Brother Sheng, there is good news? Are you leaving the order? Talk about it."

"There is no good news, there is only one stroke of the eight characters." Chen Yunsheng cut off the other party's gossip indifferently, "I went to take a bath and sleep, and I have to go to work tomorrow."

He ignored the longing eyes of his roommate and left and went back to his room.

Before entering the bathroom, he cherished the key given by Ji Fanyin and looked at it for half a minute.

Although there is a fingerprint code lock, the key is just a symbol...

But is the symbol not enough?

Chen Yunsheng tried his own keychain, picked it up and put it down, and finally put it into the back of the phone and inside the phone case with the rope, and then went into the bathroom with the phone.

When Chen Yunsheng came out of the bathroom and lay on the bed, he was very awake and not sleepy.

――His work and rest are extremely healthy, he is the kind of veteran cadre who is praised by everyone, and can fall asleep within a few minutes when he closes his eyes.

This makes no sense at all.

Chen Yunsheng fought a few times on the bed, beat the pillow twice, and took out his mobile phone to send a message to Ji Fanyin: [Sister is asleep? 】

Ten seconds later, Ji Fanyin called.

Chen Yunsheng quickly picked up the sticker to his ear.

"Why, do you want to tell me a bedtime story?" Ji Fanyin asked with a smile.

"I can play bedtime music for my sister." Chen Yunsheng stood up and rushed to his desk. "After you left, I have not changed jobs. I have made soundtracks for a large number of movies, some of which I have reproduced on my current computer. Made it out."

He turned the folder out with a little bit of ostentation, and quickly scrolled up and down in a pile of file lists, trying to find the best playback option at this time.

"After changing the world, don't you plan to change jobs?" Ji Fanyin asked.

Her voice sounded a little lazy, like she was talking with her eyes closed, scratching Chen Yunsheng's ears hot.

"I like this job, I don't feel bored. Moreover, different worlds have different movies, and the content of the work is always fresh." Chen Yunsheng said, finally found a series of soundtracks that he had won awards and received numerous praises.

He took a deep breath, and double-clicked to open the file, a little nervously.

Even though so many people like this series of ost, Ji Fanyin may not like it.

"Then you really like this business," Ji Fanyin paused, and said with a smile to the sound of music, "Me too."

"So I want to thank my sister for taking me into this business." Chen Yunsheng gently placed the mobile phone with the speaker on not far from the stereo, "Otherwise I wouldn't know that there is such a career in the world that I love."

Shen Qi felt that he and Ji Fanyin had known each other for a short time, and naturally the feelings would easily fade away.

Chen Yunsheng had doubted himself so much.

But he entered the work of film scoring because of Ji Fanyin. The best cooking in life was also learned for Ji Fanyin. As a result, even if Ji Fanyin has left, he still lives in her ubiquity.

Some feelings will dissolve, and some will not fade.

When the software automatically started playing the second music, Chen Yunsheng cleared his throat and asked like a student in a defense: "How?"

No one answered on the phone.

Chen Yunsheng was taken aback, moved the mouse to pause the music, leaned over and approached the phone: "Sister?"

After a while, Ji Fanyin's "Well" came out from the phone.

"Don't stop, keep playing." She said vaguely, every word like a crooked sleepy bug.

Chen Yunsheng clicked to continue playing, lost in thought.

――Does it mean to feel bored when listening to music or to feel sleepy, or does it mean to feel relieved?

...

"...Before answering this question, Great God, first tell me which series you are showing her?"

When Chen Yunsheng turned on the computer, he frowned slightly: "A distant dream."

The boss breathed a sigh of relief: "That's okay! Isn't that series the style that is very sleepy."

"..." Chen Yunsheng did not answer. He stared at the most finished audio track on the computer and fell silent.

"What, what?" The boss swallowed unconsciously, "Is there any problem with the progress?"

Chen Yunsheng selected all the files: "I have new inspiration and I want to redo it."

Then he deleted it directly with one click.

The boss covered his face and screamed: "Chen Yunsheng!!! This will be handed in tomorrow!!!"

Chen Yunsheng raised his head and glanced at him: "I can catch up."

The boss's expression returned to normal from "Scream": "Really? Are you the kind of feeling that suddenly bursts with inspiration, and your creative desire is sprayed out like a faucet?"

Chen Yunsheng just picked up his mobile phone and computer, and he subconsciously rubbed his knuckles against the back of the phone case: "Yeah."

Boss: "...Did you just smile?"

"I would have laughed."

After Chen Yunsheng finished speaking, there was a beep from the phone, and he looked down. It was Ji Fanyin's news.

She said that she slept well last night and asked if she could send this series of music to her purely for sleep purposes.

Chen Yunsheng immediately put the computer back on the table and typed with both hands to reply: [The copyright is in my hand, it is no problem at all. Can I engrave my sister into vinyl, okay? 】

After he finished replying, he was already thinking about which vinyl record player to send to Ji Fanyin.

When putting down the phone, Chen Yunsheng found that his boss was staring at him in awe, and the gossiping desire on his face was about to explode.

The people in the several workstations around each pretended to concentrate on the work in their hands or eating breakfast, but their bodies turned their ears in his direction.

Although Chen Yunsheng is the least experienced person here, if he brings a resume from another world, this company won't be able to move him at all.

So in just two months of internship, Chen Yunsheng has basically become the backbone of this place.

He picked up the computer, turned a blind eye to everyone's eager eyes, and said coldly: "Yes, I have someone I like, what's wrong?"

...

After Chen Yunsheng left, the people in that office area immediately jumped up to discuss gossip, as if suddenly found a group of happy hus in the melon field.

Ji Fanyin leaned behind the door more than ten meters away to catch everything in his eyes.

The person behind her asked helplessly: "Mr. Ji, what do you want is the intern whom we plan to sign a long-term contract? Although I don’t think it’s weird that anyone is poaching with his qualifications, but you can ask the assistant to give me whatever you want. Make a phone call without coming in person."

After working in a line for a long time, you will know a lot of people and your contacts will become wider.

For example, the president of the company that Chen Yunsheng randomly selected was once helped by Ji Fanyin, and the two maintained a good relationship.

So Ji Fanyin came directly to ask for someone.

"I want to hear about him," Ji Fanyin turned the rotating seat half a circle, sat on it, and smiled at the other person. "He is reluctant to say."

"...Could I take the liberty to ask about the relationship between the two? Is it fun for you or...?"

Ji Fanyin held his cheeks: "You have to ask him this question. To me, he is the one holding the key to my house."

And before any relationship has reached that point, who can predict what it will be like in the future?

Ji Fanyin didn't give Chen Yunsheng a chance before, but now he can.

She was not given a chance for the first time in her life, but in the end no one could stay.

The little boss rubbed his blessed face: "...I understand, take this intern with you. What do you want to ask about him?"

"All talk about it," Ji Fanyin spread out, "I want to listen. In return, I invite you to lunch."

The person across the desk sighed deeply: "He came two months ago. His resume is very simple. It looks like any college student. We don't have high requirements for interns, so let him start work. His performance is beyond imagination--you know, even geniuses generally have shortcomings and sophisticated shortcomings, and they have that unique sense of youthfulness, right?"

Ji Fanyin leaned back in the chair and nodded: "He doesn't have one."

"Yes, he didn't. For example, he never rushes when speaking, and he reads every word very clearly... Is it because he has a very good education, or does he feel that he has had a different experience from ordinary people? In short, he has a temperament. It’s very special. With that face, it’s very attractive, but no one dares to confess."

Ji Fanyin asked purely curiously: "Really, how many recruits are there?"

"...It's not better than you, it's definitely not better than you. Can I take the liberty to ask, how many people know about you and this person now?"

Ji Fanyin counted: "Counting you, there are four in total." Although I don't know if Shen Qi is a human being, let's count it.

The other party let out a sigh of luck and emotion: "Fortunately, one of the things I did the most right thing is that I didn't like you."

Ji Fanyin smiled and straightened the name tag on the other party's desk: "Let's continue talking about Chen Yunsheng. In two months, there should be a lot of things to say."

At lunch, the little boss without Che had to call Chen Yunsheng's boss over.

"He is Chen Yunsheng's boss, he knows more than me." The little boss shook the pot cleanly.

Ji Fanyin smiled and looked at the boss with a particularly rich facial expression: "Hello."

The boss resisted the lack of Yan Yi: "You, you... hello."

"I want to ask about Chen Yunsheng." Ji Fanyin motioned for him to sit down, "Can you tell me as much detail as possible?"

The boss quickly chose to sit on the chair next to the little boss: "Chen Yunsheng? Is it your relative?"

"No." Ji Fanyin denied.

The boss looked at the little boss, then at Ji Fanyin, the expression on his face became more and more horrified.

I have to say that some people’s facial muscles are more flexible than others.

The little boss cleared his throat: "Say quickly."

The time for a lunch is like a torture of every detail. When leaving the hotel, two people except Ji Fanyin felt that their bodies and brains were hollowed out together.

When Ji Fanyin got on the bus, remembered the calendar he saw on the desk of the little boss, and asked: "By the way, will you have any celebration dinner tomorrow night?"

"Ah, yes, if it goes well, it will be delivered tomorrow, and Party A will pay the money, and the project will be completed." The little boss paused, "Chen Yunsheng is the main force of the project."

He looked at Ji Fanyin's expression, and honestly gave the address and time of the celebration banquet without her asking.

When he got the answer he wanted, Ji Fanyin waved his hand: "See you tomorrow."

Little boss: "..." See you tomorrow?