canary dressed as a disabled villain

Zhuang Jianning didn't know what happened to Jing Chen, and he didn't have the position to ask, so he silently pushed two tissues in front of him.

Jing Chen stared at the phone that had been hung up and frowned for a while, the screen of the phone was buckled down on the table, and the tissue was folded and kneaded into various shapes in his hand.

Glancing at the Patek Philippe watch on Zhuang Jianning's wrist that appeared on the hot search, he said slowly, "Brother Jianning, did my parents look for you yesterday afternoon?"

When Jing's father and Jing's mother asked him to borrow money from Cheng Yan, although he was shocked, but the family had such a big difficulty, and Jing's father and Jing's mother had raised him lovingly for so many years.As a member of the family, he really should take responsibility.

But when he heard Jing's father and Jing's mother going to ask Zhuang Jianning for money through the crack of the door, he still felt a little complicated.

Zhuang Jianning didn't evade, and nodded with a "hmm".

"They..." Jing Chen lowered his eyes, seemed to have a lot to say, paused, and finally only asked, "Do you hate them?"

Zhuang Jianning thought about it for a while, if it was the original owner, it would probably be nothing more than disappointment, and it would not be possible to talk about deep feelings if she was born without raising her.

He was even more indifferent, and said lightly: "I don't hate."

Jing Chen pursed his lips when he heard the words, stared at his mobile phone, and tentatively said, "Brother Jian Ning, may I ask, before Mrs. Zhuang... Madam passed away, were you two the only ones living together?"

Zhuang Jianing knows this question, since Jing Chen wants to know about his biological parents, he has nothing to hide, "I... Mom will give birth to 'me' soon——"

He stopped, looked at Jing Chen, and changed his words frankly: "When you were about to be born, that one ran away with other women, and there has been no news since then. My mother had a falling out with my grandparents just to be with him. Afterwards, of course I have no face to go back."

"My mother brought me up alone. She has severe depression and lives in pain every day. I should be the source of her pain. When I was 13 years old, she swallowed a bottle of sleeping pills and never woke up. .”

Jing Chen blinked his eyes, and his voice was a little rough, "When Mrs. Zhuang passed away, did that person come back?"

When he said it, he felt that if he asked more, if he came back, Zhuang Jianning would not have lived on the streets for several years.

Zhuang Jianning didn't remember if this paragraph was written in the novel, even if he did, he didn't remember.

Reminiscent of the phone call that made Jing Chen lose control just now, he had a guess in his heart, and asked instead: "Who was it that contacted you just now?"

Jing Chen's eyes flashed, and he looked at him in surprise.

Seeing his expression, Zhuang Jianning knew that she had guessed right.

Although he was wondering why the surname Zhuang contacted Jing Chen at this time, it was still someone else's private matter. He smiled at Jing Chen and explained: "Don't get me wrong, I have never met him, let alone have any contact."

Jing Chen wanted to say something more, but the phone rang. He frowned and turned the phone over. Seeing that it was Ji Shuizhi's call, he stood up and said hello to Zhuang Jianning, then quickly picked it up, and walked outside the restaurant, "Director Ji."

Ji Shuizhi's voice came from the microphone, "Jingchen, I have already asked the boss for instructions, and I have also greeted the finance side. After you come back to work, just make up the formalities. Send me the card number first."

Jing Chen said in surprise, "So fast!"

There was also a smile in Ji Shuizhi's voice, "It's a special matter, our company is very humane."

After hanging up the phone, Jing Chen sent the card number, and within a minute, he received a text message from the bank to remind him that the account had arrived.

[Your savings card account ending in 1234 has an income of 3000000.00 yuan from online banking transfers, and a current balance of 30003988.52 yuan. [xx Bank]]

Jing Chen counted carefully, and it turned out to be 3000 million!

It was too much higher than his budget. Could it be that the company's bonus was so high.

Without thinking about thanking Ji Shuizhi, he called Father Jing first.

The connection over there was quickly connected, and he hurriedly said, "Dad, I have..."

"Xing Chen," Father Jing interrupted him, "We will soon arrive at the place where you recorded the show, you wait for us at the door."

"Okay Dad." Jing's father and Jing's mother rushed over now, and something must have happened at home.

Jing Chen put the phone in his pocket, and walked quickly to the gate with a feeling of agitation in his heart.

The voice of the middle-aged man who claimed to be Zhuang Paolu suddenly sounded in his head again.

"Jingchen, as long as you leave the Jing family and officially change your surname to be my son, Zhuang Paolu, and I will fill in all the holes in the Jing family company, it will be considered as repaying the Jing family's kindness for raising you for so many years."

When Jing Chen saw the familiar car driving ahead, the panic in his heart was instantly dispelled.

Jing's father and Jing's mother must be reluctant to part with him, and it is impossible for him to recognize the surname Zhuang.

And now that he already has 3000 million, if he thinks about other ways, they will definitely be able to overcome this difficulty as a family together.

Before Jing's father's car stopped, Jing Chen ran over eagerly.

Jing's mother opened the back seat window and greeted her with her head: "Xing Chen, come up."

Jing Chen sat in and said in surprise, "Dad, where is the driver, why did you drive here by yourself?"

Before Jing's father could speak, Jing's mother took Jing Chen's hand, took out a small bottle and a yellow paper talisman from her bag, and said word by word: "Xingchen, find a chance to go to Zhuang Jianning's room and secretly send Put this spell under his pillow, and then sprinkle the blood in this bottle under his bed, the sooner the better."

Jing Chen only felt a cold air spreading from the soles of his feet to his whole body, he withdrew his hand abruptly, his eyes fixed on the yellow spell stained with blood.

It is full of distorted and weird characters, and the only thing that can be seen clearly is the date of birth that is almost the same as his own.

He was dazed and shocked: "Mom, what is this for?"

Mother Jing lost her usual patience, frowned and grabbed Jing Chen's arm forcefully, with slight dissatisfaction and complaints in her tone, "You, it's okay to be timid when you were young. You are so old, and you are afraid of this something?"

Yesterday afternoon, Jing's father and Jing's mother were terrified by Zhuang Jianning, and immediately thought of the most famous master of metaphysics in the wealthy circle of the imperial capital.

After some discussion, they arranged for Jing Chen to take Cheng Yan's car to record the show, and they drove to Qing'an Mountain early in the morning, spending more than half of the money in hand, and then begged Master Qing'an for these two things utensils.

The master said, no matter whether the other party is possessed by a ghost or some other evil spirit, as long as you do what he said, you will be subdued, and the other party can only be obedient and be driven by others.

Even if the opponent is a human being, this spell and yin blood can also drain the person's yang energy, essence energy and all good luck.

Mother Jing put the talisman and the red bottle engraved with strange shapes into a small cloth bag, stuffed the bag into Jing Chen's hand, stared at his face closely, and made sure that this matter was safe, "Xingchen, be obedient, hurry up!" Promise mom, you must do what mom says."

Jing Chen withdrew his hand again, as if evading, took out the card that the company transferred money to him from his pocket, and said to Father Jing who was sitting in the driver's seat twisting his body and looking back at him: "Dad, I have a 3000 million……"

"3000 million!" Jing's father and Jing's mother said in unison, with surprise expressions on their faces.

Jing's mother took the card from Jing Chen's hand, "hmph" and said: "Did Cheng Yan give it to you? He still has a little conscience!"

Jing Chen nodded with difficulty, "Yes."

Father Jing took out the card with 100 million pocket money from yesterday, and handed it to him, "Xingchen, you can't do without some money outside, you can keep this card yourself."

Jing Chen took it over dumbly, and asked mechanically, "Dad, how much is the company short of?"

Father Jing sighed, "After selling so many treasures, plus your 3000 million, there is still a shortfall of 1.2 million."

"[-] million?!" Jing Chen's heart shrank, and his voice rose sharply.

The comfort that the 3000 million brought him was gone in an instant, [-] million!Even if we sell all the houses in the family, it is far from enough to make up the amount.

Zhuang Paolu's voice rang intermittently in his ears again.

"...Leaving the Jing family,...changing my surname to be the son of my Zhuang Paolu, I will fill in all the holes in Jing's company..."

He looked down at the creepy thing in his hand, and then looked up at Jing's father, Jing's mother, who was a little strange.

His mind was in a mess, and he could only seek the opinions of those closest to him, gritted his teeth, and said in a hoarse voice: "Dad, Mom, today..."

Mother Jing saw someone coming out of the door through the car window, and interrupted him quickly: "Xingchen, it's getting late, you should go back quickly! You must remember! The spell is placed under the pillow, and the blood is sprinkled under the bed. The sooner the better, hurry up!"

Jing Chen swallowed the rest of the words, and decided to go back after recording the show, see the situation, and then tell Jing's father and mother about it.

He pursed his lips tightly, following the force of Mother Jing's push, opened the car door, got out of the car and walked straight into the yard, even forgetting to say hello to Father Jing and Mother Jing.

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After a meal and a short rest, the program continued to be recorded.

The director team has already counted the scores of the manuscripts typed by the four mentors. Cheng Yan took the ranking list from the staff and bought a pass first, "Let's guess if there will be any changes in No.1?"

He opened the card in his hand and glanced at it, his expression was startled, "Ah!"

Among the eight manuscripts, the most outstanding ones are "Storm" and "Blossom".Zhuang Jianning's personal characteristics are too obvious, and the "Flower Blossom" work with exquisite mechanism and double-purpose decoration must belong to him.

Cheng Yan guessed that "Storm" should be made by Jing Chen. When he rated "Storm", he looked up and saw Jing Chen's thin and lonely face. He couldn't bear it, and gave him the highest score as if to make up for what he owed, which was higher than Zhuang Jianning's score. Quite a few points.

The contestants and supporting guests at the scene heard the words and looked at Zhuang Jianning at the same time. The Changsheng General will not lose to that creative "storm".

Discussion gradually sounded.

Cheng Yan coughed and announced, "Zhuang Jianning and Jing Chen are tied for first place."

He took the lead in applauding, and the studio immediately burst into applause and various congratulations.

Zhuang Jianning stretched out his hand to Jing Chen who was sitting on the right. The scene was too noisy, so he smiled and opened his mouth in a gesture of "comfort".

Jing Chen looked blankly at Zhuang Jianning's outstretched hand, met his gaze, and moved away in a panic, until he saw the scores and rankings announced on the big screen, and then realized what was going on.

There was a moment of surprise on his face, he lowered his head and held Zhuang Jianning's hand, and released it as soon as he touched it.

After Cheng Yan announced the manuscript scores and rankings of the eight contestants, he began to record the contestants' selection of jewelry materials and metal materials.

This part of the process is over, and it is almost eleven o'clock in the evening.

The supporting guests left the field for a rest, and the contestants were taken to the work room, where they sat down in turn at eight workbenches.

After Cheng Yan recorded the opening remarks of this part, the contestants entered the free production time, as long as they finished the finished jewelry before [-] o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow.

After a whole day of intense recording, many contestants chose to go back to the room to rest first, and then slowly polish their works after recharging their energy.

Since the mechanism of the "Flower Blossom" necklace is relatively delicate, time-consuming and labor-intensive, Zhuang Jianning didn't dare to delay, and quickly started to draw the cda diagram of the necklace.

Once immersed in the work, it is [-]% concentration.

It wasn't until four o'clock in the morning the next day that Chen Mo dragged her back.

After taking a shower, he lay on the bed and picked up his phone, only to find that He Zhuo had sent him several WeChat messages last night.

Forced to open his eyelids and glanced, his fingers just tapped on the keyboard to reply, when he tilted his head, he fell asleep.

It was already bright when he woke up, Zhuang Jianning hurriedly packed himself up, and when he rushed to the workshop, almost all the guests who assisted the contestants in making jewelry had arrived.

Seeing his sleepy and cute face, An Lan felt a little distressed by his cuteness, "Look at your sleepiness, have you not slept for a few hours?"

Zhuang Jianning took the coffee handed over by the staff, thanked him politely, and said to An Lan, "Yes."

He pointed to the mechanism on the manuscript, his voice was lazy and soft, "This is simply a trap I set for myself. I stepped into it, and I could only stay up all night and climb up."

An Lan was amused by him and laughed.

Judging by his appearance, he must have not had time to eat breakfast. Seeing that the staff hadn't started recording, she took out a chocolate from her pocket and handed it to Zhuang Jianning.

Get closer to him, lower your voice, and whisper: "There will be a special session later, there will be a mysterious guest appearing, you have to cheer up and perform well!"

After several recordings, the relationship between the two became more and more like friends, and they would chat for a while in private when they had nothing to do.

As soon as Zhuang Jianning saw her like this, he knew that she had another gossip.

He took the chocolate, unceremoniously peeled off the package, put the chocolate into his mouth, put it in his ear, and said like a joke: "Who is the mysterious guest?"

An Lan whispered in his ear: "Coincidentally, it's Gu Ming, the champion of the first season of "It's Beautiful" that I mentioned to you yesterday."

Zhuang Jianning felt the phone vibrating in his pocket, took it out and saw that it was He Zhuo's video call, remembering that he had been out of contact since the two of them had a video call the night before, afraid that He Zhuo would be in a hurry, he muted the phone, Secretly placed upright on the baffle under the workbench, even the people around can't find it if they don't pay attention.

While pressing the answer button, only half of his face was exposed, and he continued to tease An Lan in a low voice, "Ah, our sister Lan Lan is so versatile! First, she can play the role of a villain in a big director movie, and second, she can pass it on to an underground organization." Secret message."

An Lan took another small egg roll from her pocket and threw it into his arms, "I'll fuck you."

Zhuang Jianning caught it, and looked down at He Zhuo on the phone screen.

When he met He Zhuo's gaze, he unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth, and a picture that should not be remembered at this time flashed in his mind, and he only felt his cheeks were slightly hot.

Gu Ming followed the director and tutor into the studio, and the first thing he saw was the intimate scene of An Lan and Zhuang Jianning rubbing each other's ears, and the shy expression on Zhuang Jianning's face that only people in love can have.

Alarm bells rang in my heart.