The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans

Si Yu changed the subject, "Honey, it's getting late, we should get up, and we'll be late for the inspection later."

Today is the day for Ling Chunan to go to the hospital for reexamination. Although he has already recovered, he still has to do superficial work. In the past six months, he has been going to the hospital for reexamination on time. The data is naturally controlled by Ling Chunan himself, although the recovery is very fast Fast, but also within the normal range, and will not cause a medical sensation.

After checking today, the left hand should be healed.

After getting the report, Shen Tan, who has always been prudent, jumped up excitedly like a child, grabbing the doctor over and over again to confirm that Ling Chunan was really cured, and finally restrained himself when the doctor became impatient. Can't help the excitement on the face.

A rare smile appeared on Ling Chunan's face. Although he hadn't had any activities in the past six months, because of his previous reputation, he still had a lot of entertainment and communication. These were all helped by Shen Tan who insisted that he would recover completely. He handles it.

"Zixuan, for the past two months, you should go home and use a spare violin to familiarize yourself with the feel. Your violin is broken, and I asked Master Portland to order another one for you. It will be delivered in about two months. International Music The conference is still half a year away, although the doctor said that I can practice the piano, but my health is still critical, Mr. Si, please take care of Zixuan, I may be very busy in the next few months."

In the past six months, Shen Tan has had a lot of contact with Si Yu, and he is still very relieved of him. This man does not seem simple, but he is really good to Ling Chunan, so after seeing him nodding, he left in a hurry. There is a lot of prep work to do.

After coming out of the hospital, Si Yu went to drive. Ling Chunan received a call from Xue Zhengyang and asked him about his examination results. Before he even had time to congratulate him, he was interrupted by a loud noise.

Listening to the beeping sound from the receiver, Ling Chunan asked: "098, check the situation with the heroine."

"Host, the demon in the hostess woke up suddenly after being taken out of the formation, and was attacking the nearby police officers indiscriminately, because the hostess is in a weak state, and no one has died yet, but someone was injured and in a weak state It can last for 5 minutes, if no one stops it before, I am afraid that all the humans present will die."

"Where is the spell I asked Si Yu to send to Xue Zhengyang?"

"The heroine has no other suppressing power." 098 replied quickly.

"Idiot." Ling Chunan rubbed the center of his brows, what's wrong with this male supporting role, everything was ready and he didn't use it, suddenly he remembered something, his eyes darkened.

"Host, are we going to stop the hostess?" The hospital is some distance away from Songhua Street, and it will take more than half an hour to drive there, but if Si Yu makes a move, there is still time.

Ling Chunan lightly squeezed his left index finger, which is his habitual action when thinking, "No, monitor the situation of the heroine at any time."

"Host, the heroine's area has lost contact, and the heroine has also lost contact."

It's here, Ling Chunan suddenly became a little excited, but his voice was as flat as ever, "Then leave them alone."

At this time, the car stopped in front of Ling Chunan, and the tall and handsome man got out of the car, walked to Ling Chunan's side in a few steps, leaned over and picked him up from the wheelchair, "Where do you want to go, baby?"

Ling Chunan habitually wrapped his arms around the man's neck, and rubbed against his shoulder, "Just stroll around."

Ling Chunan said that shopping is really casual shopping, clothes and other supplies are specially customized, and he is not interested in street snacks, both of them are quite good-looking in the crowd, and soon attracted many people. There were few people in sight, and some of them recognized Ling Chunan's identity, but because of the desperate Si Yu behind him, no one dared to rush forward to strike up a conversation with Ling Chunan.

"Wait." Ling Chunan said suddenly.

Si Yu withdrew his indifferent gaze from the people around him, and leaned slightly, "What's wrong? Baby."

Seeing the change in Si Yu's expression, many people who have been paying attention to the two of them at this time have their eyes lit up, and their eyes are swept back and forth between the two, and some even took out their mobile phones and started recording.

Not paying attention to the reactions of the people around him, Ling Chunan raised his finger and pointed to an inconspicuous alley on the left, "Go over there."

Si Yu would never refuse Ling Chunan's request. Hearing this, he lowered his head and tidied up the hair falling from Ling Chunan's ears, then turned around and went into the alley Ling Chunan pointed out.

Under Ling Chunan's instructions, the two turned around and entered an antique street.

The antique street in Qingyang City is not well-known, it is squeezed in a corner of the city, the shops are here and there, barely forming a street, and there are a few scattered small stalls on the side of the road, with all kinds of dirty There are bottles and cans, and the occasional pedestrians who pass by are in a hurry, for fear of being targeted by the difficult peddlers.

As soon as the two of them entered the street, they received enthusiastic green eyes from vendors all over the street, as if seeing a big fat sheep.

Ling Chunan looked around, and finally his eyes fell on a small stall 20 meters in front of the left. The stall owner was a middle-aged man with gray hair and plain clothes. He had a dry cigarette in his mouth and hadn't smoked it for a long time. One bite, squinting his eyes as if falling asleep.

Ling Chunan withdrew his gaze from the man with just one glance, and looked down at the things on the booth.

Si Yu squatted down, followed Ling Chunan's line of sight to pick up a few things, and after making sure they were all selected, he asked, "How do you sell these things?"

The middle-aged man woke up in a jerk, and was choked by the pipe in his mouth, coughing so hard that it took him a long time to recover his voice. When he saw a few small things in front of Si Yu, his eyes lit up , lowered his voice, "Sir, you have a good eye. The ones you pick out are all authentic local goods I have just received, and they are guaranteed to be authentic. In this way, I think you want a lot more, so I will pack them and sell them to you for [-] yuan."

"Five hundred." Before Si Yu could speak, Ling Chunan interrupted the stall owner first, and pointed to the things in front of Si Yu, "All of them."

As if Ling Chunan said something unbelievable, the smile on the stall owner's face suddenly froze, "Little brother, this is not how you bargain. Who in this antique street knows that my old Liu sells all The real thing, look at this bracelet, it was definitely produced 400 years ago, and the mud smell on it is still clear, otherwise, [-] yuan per piece, really can’t be less.”

Ling Chunan was unmoved, "Five hundred."

"Little brother, let's talk about it. People in our business are born and die. It's really not easy to get some good things. Twenty-five thousand yuan. I'll charge you 10 yuan for these four things." ,How about it?"

"five hundred."

"I've already reduced it by half, and I really can't do less." The stall owner was crying. This time, he didn't look at Ling Chunan, but at Si Yu. Compared with the two, Si Yu is still more like the big boss , and things are chosen by Si Yu.

Taking it for granted, the stall owner's idea fell through, and Si Yu didn't even look at the stall owner who was crazily hinting at him, and his focused eyes fell on Ling Chunan.

"Five hundred." Ling Chunan said again.

"No." The stall owner firmly refused, "Twenty-five thousand, no less."

"Let's go." Ling Chunan said to Si Yu, and Si Yu didn't hesitate, and immediately pushed the wheelchair and walked out of the street.

Seeing that the two of them were about to walk half a street away, a voice came from behind, it was the stall owner, "Wait, five hundred is five hundred, you just take it."

The two returned to the booth again.

The stall owner had a pained expression on his face, "These are all good products. I was in such a hurry to sell them because I was really short of money."

Si Yu took out 500 yuan to the stall owner, didn't watch his heartbroken performance, put away the few things he picked out just now, and pushed Ling Chunan out of the street.

It was getting late at this time, and the two of them left soon without staying any longer.

After the two left, the stall owner, who kept muttering about how much money he had lost, suddenly lost his eyes for a moment. When he raised his head again, he seemed to have forgotten what happened just now. pumped up.

Half an hour later, a young man appeared in front of that booth. He rummaged through the tatters on the booth, "Boss, where is the amber bracelet with a small bell on your previous booth?"

"Aren't the bracelets over there? You can look for them again."

Ling Chunan was sitting on the sofa in the living room. There were more than a dozen small amber beads scattered on the tea table. He was holding a small bell in his hand, and it was shaking gently, "098, can you find out where this is?" What is it?"

"Back to the host, the system can't analyze what's special about this bell." 098 quickly replied.

This bell is an open bell about the size of a pinky finger. It is covered with rust inside and out. It does not look good and its style is not special, but it has an inexplicable attraction to Ling Chunan.

The plot of the bell did not appear in the original text, and the hero also went to the Antique Street to pick up leaks, but he did not take the bracelet away. This shows that there should be two possibilities, or the attraction of this thing is aimed at him alone. , or for taskers.

If he is fine alone, if he is a tasker, I am afraid his identity will be discovered soon.

Ling Chunan didn't worry about this possibility, he moved his wrist and shook the bell again, and the rusty bell sounded not crisp enough again.

"The host should try to recognize the host without bleeding." 098 suggested enthusiastically, "What if it is a magic weapon?"

Ling Chunan tossed and studied the bell twice, and finally focused his gaze on the unremarkable heart of the bell, stared at it for a few seconds, and then branched out a strand of soul power to penetrate into it, only to find that the trace of soul power was like Nothing came to light, it seems that to activate it, the soul power in his current body is not enough, he should study after returning to the mission space, thinking this way, Ling Chunan said: "098, put it away, and those Beads, put them together."

"Baby is here for dinner." Si Yu's voice came from the kitchen.

Ling Chunan got up lazily and walked towards the dining table. At this moment, the doorbell rang.