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

Song Shiyu stared at her for a long time as if he had met Ji Fanyin for the first time, but then he was relieved.

――Ji Fanyin's role as Ji Xinxin is impeccable, and of course it's impeccable to play someone who doesn't like him.

Pretending to be nonchalant, it seems to be her pride.

Song Shiyu's contempt for Ji Fanyin's desire to cover it up: "Okay, I didn't arrange it today. You can go back. I'll call you next time."

Ji Fanyin reminded him: "Customized services are non-refundable."

Song Shiyu glanced at her with a pity in his eyes.

He said lightly: "It's only two hundred thousand, so I won't find you to come back."

Ji Fanyin thinks that Party A must have this quality: spend money like dirt.

Both Song Shiyu and Bai Zhou were quite qualified at this point.

After receiving Song Shiyu’s promise that he would not pursue a refund, Ji Fanyin’s smile became more sincere: "Okay, I will not bother you by now, Master Song."

She left Song Shiyu in place and went home happily.

It is not too cool to be absent from work for two days in a row.

Ji Fanyin originally planned to go home and run another movie marathon, but when she was taking the takeaway, she saw the darkness, but when she left the escalator, she accidentally saw a movie poster.

For niche movies with suspense themes, the director is still Ji Fanyin who just saw the work some time ago and thinks it's good.

It just so happens that today is the first day of the movie.

When the escalator reached the end, Ji Fanyin dropped his head without hesitation and went back upstairs to the cinema.

Because it is a working day, even during lunch breaks, the cinema is in a state of no one cares about.

Ji Fanyin bought the tickets for the most recent show. With good luck, the show started ten minutes later, and she bought popcorn and soda to enter the show.

Ji Fanyin entered the movie theater with suspenseful expectations. Who knew that the movie talked about the perfect humanity brought out from the most evil, using the hand-held camera shooting technique and the innocent perspective of the child, from the screenwriter to the director to the actors. One link pulls the hips, the whole movie is full of emotions and the plot is simple and thought-provoking.

――A rare good movie.

When watching movies, Ji Fanyin, who has always been very serious, came out of the cinema holding an empty popcorn bucket, his eyes were red.

She threw both the popcorn bucket and the Coke cup into the trash can, and decided to buy some spicy food to adjust her feelings of depression.

While queuing for Bang Bang Chicken in the food court on the ground floor, Ji Fanyin took out his mobile phone and opened Weibo, using the film critic account he had just registered to write about his thoughts.

She was originally a senior professional, and she was familiar with writing film reviews. She had a sharper perspective than ordinary people, and her language was concise and fun. In less than a week, she had accumulated thousands of fans.

The film that Ji Fanyin just watched today has just been released because of the minority, and there are few professional film reviews.

Because it was a favorite movie, she was very cautious when she wrote it. After repeatedly revising and rewriting it for a long time, she only left two lines of words.

"No. 4237 -"

Ji Fanyin took a small ticket and glanced at it, then looked up to the waiter.

When he looked up, he found people he knew: Bai Zhou and his friends.

Bai Zhou also saw her, and he frowned almost subconsciously.

Since it is outside of working hours, Ji Fanyin certainly didn't mean to go up and talk to Bai Zhou. Her gaze swept away from Bai Zhou as if she was looking at a stranger, and she took her own red oil stick and turned around and left.

After only two steps, Bai Zhou rushed up from behind. He lowered his voice and asked, "You dress like this, are you going to see Song?"

Ji Fanyin blinked.

Ji Xinxin and her dressing styles are indeed completely different, and it is not surprising that Ji Xinxin's dress is recognized by the day when she deliberately imitated Ji Xinxin's dress.

Ji Fanyin's phone hadn't been locked yet, and Bai Tian saw a line of keywords: I haven't been so sad because of a sentence in a long time.

Sorrowful of spring and autumn, at first glance, Song Shiyu hit the wall again.

Shiji snorted lightly.

Ji Fanyin calmly put the phone's lock screen back into his pocket under the gaze of the day: "Like yesterday, the customer has something to do, leave work early."

Bai Zhou put her pocket in her pocket and watched her sneer: "You just cried because you were dumped by Song Shiyu?"

Ji Fanyin felt that this misunderstanding was a bit big.

...But she didn't intend to explain it.

"Just like him? If you really like Song Shiyu," Bai Zhou said, "just think of a way to **** him away."

Ji Fanyin understands that Bai Zhou intends to use her hand to get rid of a powerful rival for herself.

She thought for a while, pretending to be strong: "If he would like me, he would have liked me a long time ago."

Bai Zhou's face was irritated.

Ji Fanyin drew out a string of the cheapest kelp knots to Bai Tian: "Meeting is a fate, give back to customers, and divide your string."

Shijiru coldly refused: "I don't want it."

Ji Fanyin didn't even give a chance to turn back and saw, and mercilessly retracted his hand: "Okay, goodbye then."

She bit the kelp knot and turned and left.

"――Shiro, who is that? I didn't see the face, but it seemed a bit familiar...?"

Shiriu turned around impatiently and said, "No one, I admit it was wrong."

After Ji Fanyin ate a bucket of Bang Bang Chicken, he was very careful not to splash the red oil on him.

When she went to buy milk tea again, Song Shiyu suddenly called her again.

"Are you home?" He asked, but this question was more like a meaningless greeting, "Come over and eat with me now."

Ji Fanyin, who was ordering milk tea with the mini program, thought about it, and closed the mini program.

If someone treats you, you don’t have to continue spending money yourself.

She turned around and walked to the private kitchen again, and met day again on the road.

Ji Fanyin: "..." What kind of fate is this really, doesn't this customer consider placing an order today?

Bai Zhou was not with his little friend at the moment. He was standing outside a very popular Internet celebrity shop, with one hand in his pocket and the other playing with his mobile phone. Even with a stinky face, many young girls passing by were secretly... Or look at him openly.

Ji Fanyin thought for a while and decided to give priority to the show.

So she ignored Dayu and walked directly in front of him.

"Hey," Shirui stopped her with eyes on her head, "Did you deliberately dangle in front of my eyes?"

Ji Fanyin paused and turned back: "I'm going to rush to the scene, and I'm going in this direction-do you want to make an appointment?"

Bai Zhou glanced at Ji Fanyin's direction: "Song Shiyu asked you to go back?"

Ji Fanyin smiled non-committal.

Bai Zhou looked at her twice and snorted from her nose. His expression was to the effect of four words: You are licking a dog.

Then he lowered his head to play with the phone by himself.

When Ji Fanyin was about to leave again, the phone rang--it was Song Shiyu.

She answered the phone and walked: "Mr. Song. Hmm... I'm rushing towards you, and I will arrive in about ten minutes."

Bai Zhou heard it clearly and looked up at Ji Fanyin's back.

――What is the use of Ji Fanyin pretending to be calm in front of Song Shiyu. Everyone knows that she is unrequitedly in love with Song Shiyu.

Song Shiyu never really saw Ji Fanyin in her eyes.

After a long queue, Bai Zhou's companion finally came out, holding a small cake in the shape of a dog's head, and introduced Bai Zhou: "This is a new product, called'Lick Dog'."

Bai Tian was very disdainful: "What a bad name."

The friend who was playing terrier laughed: "I have nothing to lick the dog, hahahahahaha."

...

Ji Fanyin said that ten minutes is ten minutes. When he met Song Shi, he had dutifully entered the business state.

The table in front of Song Shiyu seemed to have been cleaned up and replaced with two new sets of tableware.

Before Ji Fanyin could say hello, Song Shiyu asked her without looking up, "Xinxin, you like me too, right?"

Ji Fanyin hung up the bag and responded to him in a particularly natural tone: "Should we confess to each other every time we meet in the future?"

"..." Song Shiyu didn't speak, his aura was suppressed and frightening.

But who is Ji Fanyin? She has played schizophrenia as well as serial murderer. She can scare the young people who play the victim to cry on the spot. She is not afraid of the depression of Song Shi.

She stepped forward a few steps closer to the table, bent over to look at Song Shiyu's eyes with the table top, and declared to him in earnest every word: "I like you too."

The two looked at each other for a long while before Song Shiyu's whole body relaxed slightly. He pointed to the opposite seat and signaled Ji Fanyin to take his seat.

Ji Fanyin laughed. She filled Song Shiyu's half-empty cup with hot tea, then pushed it in front of him, and asked softly, "I didn't eat it just now? Order something to eat now? You can tell me if you are in a bad mood. , I will listen to you well."

"Would you like to marry me?" Song Shiyu asked suddenly.

Ji Fanyin suddenly realized.

The girl who looked like Bai Fumei just now was probably the blind date that Song Shiyu's family arranged for him.

In other words, Song Shiyu is being forced into marriage by his family.

But no matter how much it is said, Ji Fanyin cannot agree to Song Shiyu to marry him.

She thought about it for a short time around the table, and smiled after sitting down: "We haven't had a formal relationship yet, so shall we talk about the future?"

"...When can we talk then?" Song Shiyu asked in a deep voice, "Will that day come?"

Ji Fanyin clasped his hands on the table in embarrassment, "Such as...if everything goes well, of course we will get married."

After she finished speaking, she began to blush in accordance with the atmosphere, her eyes fluttering with embarrassment, as if she was too shy to look at Song Shiyu's eyes.

Song Shiyu let out a long sigh: "Xinxin, I like you."

"Well, I like you too." Ji Fanyin whispered back to him.

She was acting as a shy girl while thinking about a question in her mind.

In the process of dealing with customers, how should this empty check be written so that it will not cause disputes?

Hmm... Sure enough, it's better to drag the word without a decision.

"Shiyu, you also know that I am still in school. After I get my graduation certificate and come back, how about sitting down together and discussing this important life issue seriously?" She proposed gently and softly.

Anyway, this bowl of youth rice is almost enough for three years.

Unless Ji Xinxin decides not to return to China after three years, that is another matter.

As far as the current situation is concerned, let’s start with a career plan and stand in for three years.

Song Shiyu stared at her for a while, his eyes gradually softened and tender: "...Okay. Before that, we were just dating."

Ji Fanyin pretended to be embarrassed and raised the handwritten menu to hide his face: "Yeah, good."

Inwardly, she briefly mourned for Song Shiyu...Song Shiyu's purse for a second.

Drinking poison to quench thirst makes a person bankrupt.