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

Song Shiyu never thought that Ji Fanyin would refuse.

No, it should be said that he thought about the possibility of being rejected, but he did not expect that Ji Fanyin would be so ruthless to him.

"Wait!" Song Shiyu also stood up subconsciously. He tried to pull Ji Fanyin's hand, but the latter quickly avoided.

"Isn't all that said?" Ji Fanyin raised his eyebrows, with a slightly frivolous expression, completely different from just now.

It is also completely different from Ji Fanyin before.

Song Shiyu said no, whether he didn't want to let go now whether it was "Ji Fanyin who liked me in the past" or "the ruthless Ji Fanyin in front of him". He only knew that he didn't want Ji Fanyin to leave now.

But no matter how many words reached my throat, I couldn't say a word.

Finally, Song Shiyu whimpered and only asked one sentence: "Then are we... friends?"

"Of course not." Ji Fanyin knocked on the table in surprise, "You and I were not friends in the past, we are not friends now, and we cannot be friends in the future."

"Then to you... just someone you like before?"

"Jiu...the customer is the customer."

liqueur?

Song Shiyu didn't pay much attention to Ji Fanyin's sudden change of speech. He racked his brains to think about the lines: "I know I did a lot of excessive things to you before. But I will--"

"You will change in the future? What does it matter to me?" Ji Fanyin lifted the bag and threw it on his back. "Song Shiyu, I will tell you what I said before-the person who likes you is dead. See you again. Not her anymore, understand?"

She smiled softly, as if mockingly.

"Don't say you like Ji Fanyin now, this is simply the most hateful and laughable thing the perpetrator can say."

Song Shiyu stepped back a little bit suddenly, and his calf hit the chair.

Although I know that the sentence "Ji Fanyin who likes you is dead" is a rhetorical technique, the shock when I hear it is far greater than what my reason can accept.

When Ji Fanyin said this, his tone was almost like... the only promised Ji Fanyin used to be had died and replaced her with another person to reprimand him.

"You used to..." Song Shiyu was in his throat, "No matter what I do or say, you will forgive me before."

"Oh, that's great." Ji Fanyin laughed, "There is a person who can make you infinitely hurt and never leave it. That must make you feel good, right?"

Song Shiyu was speechless, he could only watch Ji Fanyin leave his living room with light steps.

There is not a trace of nostalgia, not even resentment.

She was just like that... left.

"--Yes, no matter how sad you are, don't forget to pay."

Song Shiyu raised his head when he heard the words, only to see the door slammed shut not far from him.

...

When Ji Fanyin arrived at Song Shiyu downstairs, he found that it was already snowing outside.

The meal just now when Tong Song Shiyu was very good, but maybe I should consider hiring a bodyguard for myself next.

Ji Fanyin, who didn’t bring an umbrella, put on his coat and hat on his head, looked at the sky and said, "What a Christmas."

If it were the former Ji Fanyin, maybe she would accept Song Shiyu's "compromise".

After all, the child has become accustomed to giving all the initiative to others and asking for what he wants after years.

Ji Fanyin shook his head, called a car with his mobile phone, and walked slowly into the snow.

While waiting for the car to arrive on the side of the road, Ji Fanyin lowered his head to play a small game on his mobile phone.

It's just that the snowflakes keep floating on the screen and will be erased from time to time, which is really annoying.

After wiping it twice, Ji Fanyin didn't want to continue anymore. She switched out and took a look at Di○ Taxi. After seeing the other party's arrival in three minutes, she looked at [Temptation to Go Home].

In addition to the small emotional fluctuations from the Internet, the APP is constantly crediting Song Shiyu's emotional value one after another.

The forests add up to millions.

Regarding the emotional value, although Po APP did not give any explanation, Ji Fanyin himself estimated how the value is quantified.

To put it simply and crudely, it is how much money this person is willing to pay subconsciously for the emotional fluctuation at this moment.

For example, when Ji Fanyin sends film reviews on the Internet, it attracts most people who love to watch movies. Their emotional fluctuations are directed at about the price of a movie ticket, which does not deviate too far.

It feels a bit like an otaku and how much money they are willing to spend on drawing cards for their "wife" in the game.

"Swimsuit S○BER, I will also win one hundred thousand Krypton!" This is the emotional fluctuation converted into one hundred thousand.

The prices of the customers selected by Ji Fanyin are slightly different from those of the public, so their emotional fluctuations are also very strong.

Although Ji Fanyin felt that it was indispensable, most of the plots in this world seemed to have a bit of blood, she had noticed it before, and it has been verified again today.

――"I know I can't be with her once, so I am willing to be with you sincerely." Such words are not something that a normal person in a normal world can speak. Okay.

...So when Song Shi met this pot of leeks, should he throw it now or later?

Ji Fanyin was a little confused.

It seems that Song Shiyu, who is now a little empathetic, seems to be able to harvest a lot of money and emotions.

And he is so scumbag, it's worth a taste of being scumbag.

Ji Fanyin put the phone back in his pocket, and both hands couldn't come out.

She stood at the gate of the community, and there were a lot of people coming and going nearby. There were also two young girls who were lovely with reindeer antlers on their heads, shared an umbrella and walked past, discussing where to go. Where to have dinner.

At least most of the passers-by in this world seem to be quite normal. Ji Fanyin thought.

The car hasn't arrived yet.

There are too many cars at Christmas, are they blocked on the road?

Ji Fanyin stepped boringly on the thin snow under his feet, and suddenly a little hazy white appeared in his field of vision--the wind-blown snow on his eyelashes.

With both hands in his pockets warmly, not wanting to pull them out, Ji Fanyin tried to pout and blow up.

Snowflakes are unmoved.

When Ji Fanyin was thinking about whether to jump on the spot twice to see if he could shake the naughty snowflakes, a black umbrella was put on top of her head, blocking the fluttering snowflakes from the umbrella surface.

"...Ji Fanyin?" The other party called her name accurately.

Ji Fanyin turned his head and looked at it, and found that the other party was very tall, and then raised his gaze, and saw a man wearing black-rimmed glasses and a mask.

Ji Fanyin is too familiar with this dress. After a pause, she recognized the other person from the eyes behind the glasses: "He Shen.-Shenlong can't see the end."

The studio run by Ji Fanyin and Zhang Ning is already on the right track, but He Shen, who is clearly one of the founders, actually entrusted Zhang Ning to do the work.

Asked what he thought, Zhang Ning said that he had no opinion, just like an investment machine with no emotions.

"...Didn't you tell me? I'm too deep into the play, I can't take it any longer."

He Shen's voice was so low that it was almost only audible by Ji Fanyin who was standing beside him.

Having experienced the same life, Ji Fanyin understands well-once someone finds out his identity on this kind of street, the follow-up will be very troublesome.

"You are a professional actor, and you don't have to take so many months to get into the movie too deeply." Ji Fanyin teased, "You visit Weibo a lot."

I have also interacted with her quite a few times, and it is simply a true portrayal of contemporary netizens who are only friends with each other.

Probably because both of them are actors who speak on their strengths, and most of their views on film and television hit it off. It was the first time to speak face to face with He Shen, but Ji Fanyin felt that it was as comfortable as communicating with an old friend who had known each other for many years.

"I like going online more than socializing..." He Shen's voice was buried behind the mask, sounding a little vague, "Are you waiting for someone here?"

"Wait for the bus." Ji Fanyin explained briefly and concisely, and then looked at the convenience store bag He Shen was holding. It became clear, "You also live near here?"

This is a wealthy area, and it is not surprising that He Shen has a house.

but……

Ji Fanyin took a closer look at the convenience store bag again. It seemed that there were all canned drinks in it. He couldn't help but be a little funny: "Dignified actor, Christmas alone?"

He Shen stretched out his hand uncomfortably and pulled at his mask: "...Well. I'll accompany you until you get in the car."

With these few words, the blocked online car-hailing finally reached the side of the road. Ji Fanyin squinted against the light to confirm the license plate number, and He Shen gestured: "This is the car I called, bye."

He Shen hummed again, and silently underwent an umbrella to drive her all the way to the car.

After closing the car door, Ji Fanyin glanced up, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of He Shen's gray windbreaker with a large snow falling on the shoulders, which was particularly noticeable under the street lights.

His umbrella is not big enough, and there was a polite social distance between the two just now. It was too reluctant to cover them.

Ji Fanyin thought for a while, said "wait a minute" to the driver, then lowered the car window and called He Shen.

Because it was not easy to call He Shen's name directly on the street, Ji Fanyin yelled "Mr. He" shortly.

He Shen, who was holding the umbrella, turned his head back.

Ji Fanyin took out from his pocket an apple that had just met Jiashun in Song Shi, and stuffed it to He Shen from the car window: "Christmas Eve and Merry Christmas."

He Shen took the apple, and it seemed that he didn't realize how Ji Fanyin conjured an apple out of thin air.

Ji Fanyin waved to him with a smile, lifted the car window up again, took out his mobile phone and started searching for "He Shenshe fear".

Apart from sporadic joking speeches, Ji Fanyin did not see anyone holding the same thoughts as her.

Many people say that He Shen is always unsmiling outside of movies. Even if he runs publicity, he doesn't like interacting with people and being joked. He is simply the flower of the actor world.

Ji Fanyin searched for "Flower of He Shen Gaoling" instead, and the result was a lot more suddenly.

She stared at the words "Flower of Gaoling" and looked at it again. She held her chin and recalled the stunned expression when He Shen was suddenly stuffed with a big red apple in her arms.

Hmm... No matter how you look at it, He Shen seems to be a social terror who refuses to socialize with a cold face.

With a melodious reminder, two notifications popped up from the top of Ji Fanyin's phone.

The first is the arrival of the bank card, and the transfer person shown is Song Shiyu.

Well, money for painting. I hope he will get a corresponding reward when he gives this painting to Ji Xinxin, Amen.

The second piece is Ji Xinxin’s news. She said that she would like to meet Ji Fanyin tomorrow, anytime.

[It's in the handmade shop that my sister likes. If you don't come, I will keep waiting. 】