It's Hard Being the Bad Guy

Chapter 68 The Little Gold Master 1

When Qin Ge lifted the seal to restore Wen Ai's memory, he additionally engraved a protective spell on him, enough to resist the power of the rules, so that his memory would no longer be erased, but the prohibition of not revealing mission information still existed.

However, Wen Ai is already very content, and has been with Qin Geen for a hundred years. When traveling through the new world, Wen Ai is not sad at all, relaxed and happy, and rushes to the next encounter with full expectation.

"Hiss—" Wen Ai put his hands on his heart before opening his eyes, "It hurts."

"Don't move, the infusion needle is still stuck." Xiang Ning sat on the edge of the bed, took his hand down and laid it flat again, and asked with concern, "Is it still hurting?"

While looking at the luxurious room, Wen Ai quickly integrated the body's memory, and then looked at Xiang Ning with a tired face: "It hurt so badly before, it made you worry."

"Stupid child, why are you being polite to your mother?" Xiang Ning smiled, and gently stroked the broken hair on his forehead, "I asked Mama Xu to cook porridge for you, how about some?"

After drinking half a bowl of porridge, Wen Ai fell asleep again.

In this world, the role he wants to play is Jing Huan, whose parents are both from well-known merchant families, a loving husband and wife, and a happy life.With the support of a huge financial foundation, the couple do not expect their son to make great achievements, but only hope that he can live a smooth life and enjoy all the fun in the world, so they named him "Huan".

It's a pity that things backfired. He suffered from congenital heart disease and was frail.When he was three years old, his father died unexpectedly. His mother, Xiang Ning, was a strong woman. Over the years, the consortium has developed into a prosperous business, with numerous businesses of various sizes and sales all over the world.

Xiang Ning hired medical experts at home and abroad for his son, and the money was spent in sack after sack, but there was no improvement, and he could only live well.

Last night, Wen Ai suddenly fell ill. Xiang Ning, who was away abroad to discuss business, rushed home overnight and stayed by the bedside to take care of him. When his condition completely improved, he flew back to the country in a hurry.

When Wen Ai woke up, the pain in his heart was no longer there. He took a bath with water, halfway through the bath, the butler knocked on the door outside the bathroom: "Master, the doctor said not to soak for too long, come out, the meal is ready .”

The food of the wealthy young master is of course exquisite, carefully selected ingredients, cooked by a special first-class chef, but no matter how gorgeous and complicated it is, it can't change the essence of the bowl of white porridge in front of Wen Ai, which is bland and tasteless, without any oil or salt .

Wen Ai wanted to get some pickles for herself, but was mercilessly rejected by the housekeeper. The recipe given by the human nutritionist did not have the word "pickles", so I couldn't serve it for you without us.

Wen Ai was a little depressed, picked up a bowl of porridge, went back to the room, and started to communicate with the system: "One bucket, what is Qin Ge's identity this time?"

System: "The male protagonist, Lan Ting, was born in a small remote county town. He was signed by Kaixing Entertainment as an artist because of his good appearance. Lan Ting has strong self-esteem, and is extremely disgusted with the unspoken rules of the entertainment industry. There are few people, so they are marginalized by the company, and they have not been famous for more than two years since their debut, and their lives are very difficult.”

When Wen Ai heard that Lan Ting was being bullied, she clenched her fists angrily: "I'm rich! I'll praise him!"

"You are really a blind cat meeting a dead mouse." The system continued to read the mission introduction, "Master Jing fell in love with Lan Ting, and used his power to forcibly adopt him. If he is happy, he will give him resources. Come humiliate and torture."

Wen Ai looked down at his small body, and couldn't help interrupting the system: "I tortured him? Do I have the strength to force him?"

The system sighed: "Pig, you are getting more and more filthy now. Did I mention that it is torture on the bed? You still want to strengthen the male lead with your physique? If you are half strong, you will have a heart attack and die on the bed."

Wen Ai refused to admit that he had been trained as a veteran driver, and retorted: "Isn't that what nurturing is? You didn't make it clear yourself."

The system was in a hurry to rank up, and was too lazy to argue with him: "Jing Huan likes to use violence to vent his emotions when he is in a bad mood. His background is too strong, and Lan Ting has no way to escape, so he can only endure the humiliation."

This time the plot has no emotional lines, and it ends with Lan Ting winning the honor of "Actor".

Wen Ai originally didn't plan to follow the plot, so he was reluctant to bully his sweetheart, but now he changed his mind. The failure of the previous few worlds was mainly due to the deviation of the relationship line, but this time there is no such problem at all. If what he does In order to conform to the general context of the plot and finally achieve the correct ending, the mission score might be 85 points. At that time, he can make requests to the rules, go to the world of cultivating immortals to do missions, and find opportunities to break through the illusion.

Moreover, the punishment for mission failure gradually increased. This time he was suffering from a heart attack, and he might not know what it will be next time.

After drawing up a series of plans, Wen Ai felt that the future was bright, and his whole body became lighter.

Xiang Ning helped Wen Ai ask for leave, so he didn't have to go to school for the time being, so he could recuperate at home.Wen Ai sat on the bed with his laptop in his arms, and searched out Lan Ting's encyclopedia of characters. One after another, he was so handsome that Wen Ai screamed, "Ah, my nose is so straight! My eyes are so deep! Oh my god, what's wrong with my boyfriend?" Can be so handsome!"

The system has been abused by them for four lifetimes as a dog, and kicked over the dog food angrily: "He has no memory, whether you like it or not is up to you! And the photos are all PS, okay?"

"No matter, he will definitely like me!" Wen Ai was very confident, flipping through Lan Ting's photos, his nose almost touching the screen, "The figure is still so good, look at the long legs, he must have 1.9 meters, right?"

Wen Ai found out the basic information to himself, and glanced at the height column: "What did I say! 1.9 meters four!"

The system sneered: "The height reported by celebrities is the most false, at least four or five centimeters must be dropped."

Wen Ai cupped his face and smirked at Lan Ting on the screen: "Even if he is only 1.6 meters, I still love him."

The system felt that it was impossible to chat with him any longer, and went to play the game angrily.

After reading the materials, Wen Ai watched all the TV dramas played by Lan Ting one by one. They were all low-budget, unknown dramas with bad lines and bad plots.Lan Ting basically played supporting roles, the highest he ever played was the male lead once, not to mention his superb acting skills, at least he was superb, every time he was on camera, he immediately raised his character to N levels, instantly dispelling other people's youthful feelings The embarrassment of acting.

Wen Ai sighed: "It's not popular like this, did those directors and producers have their eyes covered with lard."

System: "When he just debuted, the company's senior executives fell in love with him and wanted to play unspoken rules, but he rejected him, and then suppressed him openly and covertly, and the resources he was given were very bad."

"Which high-level executive is so vicious—!" Wen Ai slapped the corner of the computer with his palm, causing his eyelashes to get wet when he squeezed his palm, and he talked while hurting, "I remember Kaixing Entertainment belongs to my uncle? Wait until I know Who is it, I will definitely drive that disgusting thing out."

After completing the drama, Wen Ai went to Lan Ting's Weibo to look around. She didn't post much, and basically reposted the official promotions of the TV dramas she participated in. She rarely posted about her personal life, and only a few selfies were taken.Even so, Wen Ai still tirelessly read it sentence by sentence, and even registered a small account, adding likes and "Come on" to each Weibo.

After the work was over, Wen Ai still didn't feel satisfied, so he went to Lan Ting's post bar to hang out again. It wasn't until the housekeeper came to ask him to have dinner that he realized that he hadn't moved his nest all afternoon.

On the low-key and luxurious long dining table, there was only a bowl of porridge and a plate of green vegetables, which looked extremely shabby.After Wen Ai finished this bleak dinner, when he returned to the room, the phone on the bed was blinking, and there were unread QQ messages.

Wen Ai found a fan group in the post bar in the afternoon and added it. It was full of teenage girls. Now that it was school time, the group gradually became lively.

[Fetion Entertainment just released Reuters! !Everyone look at the lower right corner! ! [picture]】

In the middle of the picture is a second-tier female star. The studio behind her is still under construction. Lan Ting accidentally enters the scene in an inconspicuous corner. For some unknown reason, Lan Ting is halfway up. When the picture is zoomed to the maximum, you can see the outline of the abdominal muscles.

[Ahhh, Smurfs, the benefits are here! ! 】

【Abs are so sexy!lick lick PrPr]

Wen Ai was originally upset that his boyfriend's body was seen by so many people, and now there are people licking it blatantly, he immediately exploded, and made a lot of speeches in a row, with a posture of swearing at the universe, giving people a feeling There is a feeling of "everyone here is rubbish except me", and finally add a sentence "you have too little homework!".

The group was quiet for a moment, and then frantically swiped the screen to taunt. Wen Ai typed a long paragraph angrily, and was kicked out of the group before he could send it out.

"Ah!" Wen Ai slammed the quilt angrily, "I haven't saved a picture yet!"

Before Xiang Ning left, he greeted the housekeeper. Wen Ai was not allowed to go out these few days, and he had to rest well. After staying up until Saturday, Wen Ai finally took the opportunity to slip out.

He took a taxi and went straight to Kaixing Entertainment, he didn't dare to disturb his uncle if he sneaked out, he could only see if he could find someone outside.It was his first time to do this, he was inexperienced, and he blocked the entrance of the company stupidly, but was chased away by the security guard like a stray dog.

Some fans who also came to be idols on weekends saw that he was cute, so they pulled him to an inconspicuous position, and kindly told him: "No one is allowed to stand at the main entrance, and the security guards just turn a blind eye and close the other side." eyes."

The location of this place is good. If you look diagonally forward, you will see the company's gate, and you can clearly see the people entering and leaving. Wen Ai knew that he was an idiot just now, and thanked them.

Male fans are quite rare these days, and such cute male fans are even rarer. Everyone chats with Wen Ai, wondering which star he is going after.

Surrounded by a group of girls, Wen Ai pursed her lips in embarrassment: "Then who are you here for?"

Fans, you talked to each other, chasing after this and that, and said seven or eight different names, anyway, there was no one that Wen Ai had in mind.

Finally it was his turn, he puffed out his chest and proudly announced: "I'm chasing Lan Ting!"

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