The Hermit Project [Quick Transmigration]

In the afternoon, the driver drove them to the set.

Manager Wang Hongyan sat in the co-pilot in the front row as usual, and the three people in the back sat in a row.

When Pei Fengran got into the car, his face was expressionless. Bai Xiu understood immediately, and raised his hand to block the two people in front. Anyway, his spiritual power is not pocket money, so there is no need to save it.

This time, Bai Xiu finally didn't sit in the middle, he gave up the seat to Xie Shixuan, and when Xie Shixuan approached, he whispered a reminder: "Patriarch be careful, he wants to settle accounts after the fall."

Think he can't hear it?

Pei Fengran frowned, and wrote down Bai Xiu's account first. Then, he turned his head to look at the innocent Xie Shixuan, feeling that his forehead was a little swollen, and he had an abnormal headache.

He took a deep breath and stabilized his emotions: "Brother, can you give me a reminder before disappearing next time? Although we seem to be on vacation, we are actually on a mission, so we still have to be more cautious."

To be honest, Pei Fengran couldn't help but admire that demon, the disguise was really good, if he didn't know that Shen Boxi was coming today, and he would cook by himself, he might not be able to recognize him.

It's funny to roll over.

Bai Xiu, who has shrunk his sense of presence, curled his lips in the corner, not as if he was on vacation, but clearly, it is really against harmony to say this sentence from your mouth.

Xie Shixuan lowered his head, quietly listening to his junior training himself, and took the time to interject: "I have a reminder, mobile phone."

When speaking the second half of the sentence, Xie Shixuan glanced at Bai Xiu.

Pei Fengran's gaze swept over, and Bai Xiu immediately turned around and took out the phone, offering it with both hands.

Pei Fengran looked at the message on the memo, and his head hurt even more: "Brother... Can you use a more straightforward reminder next time?"

Please don't write it as well as a speech or a prophecy?

He is a mortal and cannot understand.

Bai Xiu also nodded in agreement, yes, he couldn't understand it, so even after seeing the memo, he didn't dare to do any small tricks.

Xie Shixuan, who was disgusted by the two, had floating eyes, probably thinking about what is meant by straightforward means.

"I'll try harder next time."

What?Do you still want to have a next time? !

His heart can't stand it!

Pei Fengran rubbed his forehead, he finally knew what the master told him to take good care of his brother before he left the house that day.

He hadn't fought the demons yet, but he was scared to death by his brother Lu Chi.

Pei Fengran sighed, threw the phone back to Bai Xiu, looked at Xie Shixuan and said, "Senior brother, when will your road-crazy symptoms recover?"

"Okay, I was wrong, let me put it another way."

"Senior brother, if you find yourself in an unfamiliar environment and don't know where you are, please find me in time." Pei Fengran pointed at himself and smiled very gently at his senior brother.

there is a difference?Isn't this a meaning?

Bai Xiu, who was complaining in his heart, glanced at Pei Fengran's fake smile, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

Just when Xie Shixuan was about to open his mouth to say that he was not a road idiot, Pei Fengran blocked him back. Seeing how caring his junior brother was, Xie Shixuan was very happy: "Okay."

Finally, he coaxed his senior brother well. Not sure if it worked, Pei Fengran shook his head, took out his fan and fanned himself to cool himself down.

The world is so beautiful, but I am so irritable, no good, no good.

Bai Xiu in the corner tilted his head and peeked over there, seeing that Pei Fengran seemed to have finished his calculations, he unblocked him, he was holding back his words, and was about to chat with the little beauty!

"Why are you so quiet today?" Wang Hongyan didn't notice it, but just glanced back casually.

Bai Xiu leaned over, put his hands behind him, and changed the topic with a smile: "Hey, Hongyan, I have a performance today, are you looking forward to it?"

"Hehe, I don't look forward to it." Wang Hongyan didn't give him any face, then turned around and looked at Pei Fengran like a fanboy, "I'm looking forward to Brother Ran's performance!"

"Hey, when did Brother Ran buy the fan? I haven't seen it before. Wow, it looks so exquisite!" Wang Hongyan saw the fan in Pei Fengran's hand at a glance, and looked at it curiously. like.

Pei Fengran smiled softly. He was always happy when his things were appreciated and praised.

So, he closed and opened the fan, twirled it around in front of him a few times, and showed it to him: "Like it?"

"Yeah!" Wang Hongyan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, looking at Pei Fengran expectantly.

Could it be that Brother Ran wants to give him a gift?

Unfortunately, in the next second, Bai Xiu ruthlessly broke his dream: "I have a good vision. However, it is impossible to give it to you. This is a treasure passed down from family, you can't afford it!"

Wang Hongyan glared at the villain who shattered his dream: "How expensive it can be! Big deal, I'll go buy a pair of the same style!"

It's just a fan, and ordinary people don't think it's anything special.

Naturally, Wang Hongyan would never have imagined that this fan once suppressed an era, and hundreds of races went crazy at the sight of it, to the point where it was used as a ghost story to scare their own children.Well, the kind that can stop a child from crying at night.

Wang Hongyan didn't know, but Bai Xiu knew. Whenever he was able to show off, Bai Xiu would be proud: "Hey! You don't know, do you? This fan has a name!"

"Ah? The fan still has a name? Oh~ I understand! This is a celebrity's fan, isn't it?" Wang Hongyan was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that the names of those famous paintings on the auction floor were all named differently. , suddenly realized.

Bai Xiu rubbed his chin with a troubled expression: "Your description... Tsk, think about it carefully, it seems to be correct."

The original owner of this fan was Chen Mo, Pei Fengran's master, so of course he was a celebrity, or the kind known throughout the universe.

However, associating that person with a celebrity or something, Bai Xiu felt that it was a bit against the law.

Hey, it's really a celebrity's fan!

Wang Hongyan, who has always been an ordinary person and even performed very ordinary tasks, his eyes flickering, his face full of envy and amazement, he has never seen anything precious, and he feels that he has learned a lot today.

Although he doesn't know much about antiques such as calligraphy and painting fans, but thinking that this is a family heirloom of Brother Ran's family, he has the urge to learn more about it, so he hurriedly asked, "What's it called?"

Pei Fengran lightly moved his thumb and unfolded a few sections. The dark purple fan surface was made of special material, exquisitely crafted, and very beautiful. On the fan surface near one side of the fan bone were written two elegant and beautiful inscribed characters.

"The name of the fan is Qinghe."

Pei Fengran recited it with emotion in a voice as soft as the spring breeze in March, coupled with the elegant movements of holding a folding fan like a nobleman, and the appearance that can hit people's hearts, Wang Hongyan was immediately dumbfounded.

"Cough!" Bai Xiu squinted at him, Hongyan, you're the manager, don't take jobs from fans.

When he came back to his senses, Wang Hongyan hurriedly lowered his head to cover up his lack of focus just now, and found a topic to prove that he was just admiring the fan just now: "Uh... this name is very good, very good, very nice! Cough cough, presumably, one of them must be Is there any good meaning?"

Bai Xiu, who knew the inside story, burst out laughing immediately, his face full of displeasure, waiting to see him lose face.

Pei Fengran glanced at Bai Xiu, and Wang Hongyan, who was looking at both sides, smiled slightly, as if to comfort him, but what he said was a slap in the face: "It's just an elder's name."

"..." Wang Hongyan laughed dryly, he felt embarrassed and nervous at the moment.

He really didn't mean to offend just now!

"But...isn't it good to use the elder's name as the name of the fan?" Wang Hongyan was a little puzzled, shouldn't it be taboo?

Bai Xiu approached him, and said jokingly: "Look at your IQ, how can you use your real name? If you use your real name, then your Brother Ran must hide it and dare to talk about it everywhere?"

Then Bai Xiu thought in his heart how to explain the origin of the name Qinghe Lingshan.

With an idea, he patted the back of Wang Hongyan's chair: "This is like a stage name, do you understand the stage name? The kind that can spread, the more people know the better!"

Wang Hongyan frowned, as if he was digesting the information in Bai Xiu's words: "Oh...meaning, just like your time-space combination? Brother Ran isn't called Ran, isn't your name Xiu? So, isn't Brother Ran's elder also called you? Qinghe?"

Bai Xiu scratched his head in confusion. It seemed reasonable to say that, but he had heard the name Chen Qinghe before, so he wasn't entirely right.

Hmm, it's hard to explain.

"Uh... that's probably the case." Bai Xiu said with erratic eyes.

Fortunately, Xie Shixuan couldn't listen anymore, and helped him end the topic: "Don't mention the elder's name behind your back."

"Yes!" The two immediately assured each other.

As soon as Bai Xiu didn't speak, the car suddenly became quiet.

But after a while, Wang Hongyan stared at the phone and instantly straightened up, turning back in horror and shouting: "Ah! Brother Ran, Brother Ran! There is a situation!"

Pei Fengran raised his eyes calmly: "Huh?"

"Someone wants to grab the role!"

Someone wants to trouble Pei Fengran?

Bai Xiu, who was so bored that he broke his fingernails, immediately became interested, revived with full blood, and hurriedly came over and asked, "What? Who wants to grab the role?"

Wang Hongyan was anxious and didn't bother to explain to him, so he just put the phone to him and let him read it by himself, then looked at Pei Fengran and said, "It's Zhou Dingkun, the actor who has been out of acting for many years. History, I really want to participate in the show, I hope Mr. Li can give him a chance!"

Bai Xiu swiped at the screen of his phone, looking at the various responses from fans that were either excited or supportive, and couldn't stop smiling: "Hey, Brother Ran, someone is robbing you of the role of Xianjun!"

Pei Fengran heard the schadenfreude in Bai Xiu's words, and looked at the scenery outside the window indifferently: "Oh, it's best if I can take it away, I don't want to act yet."

However, Pei Fengran is not in a hurry, Wang Hongyan is in a hurry!

"Brother Ran, this time is really a big crisis! The other party is Zhou Dingkun, the only one who has won the Best Actor for two consecutive times, the only one!" Wang Hongyan emphasized the pronunciation of the last four words, for fear that Pei Fengran would not care. .

"That's Zhou Dingkun, a legend in the film and television industry!"

Wang Hongyan sighed faintly: "To tell you the truth, in fact, he acted in the movies and TV series I watched recently, and the acting... is indeed... ahem, it's not bad."

Looking at Pei Fengran's face, Wang Hongyan swallowed back the "very good" in his throat, and silently changed it to "not bad".

Bai Xiu glanced at him, poking at his lack of [-] cents for acting skills: "Is it okay? Or is it very good? If you can't act, then stop acting. You're showing your guilt."

Wang Hongyan pursed his lips, didn't speak, felt his conscience, he was still not very good at lying.

"Besides, don't you trust your brother Ran?" Bai Xiu's words stepped on Wang Hongyan's explosive point.

"Who, who said that I don't believe Brother Ran! Of course I... believe it, hehe, but, but the other party is the actor..." Wang Hongyan's voice became smaller and smaller, and his small eyes looked at Pei Fengran with aggrieved expression. Looks like a lack of confidence.

Bai Xiu stared at Wang Hongyan dissatisfied.

Seeing how the two of them were about to quarrel over him, Pei Fengran pressed his forehead with a headache.

He really doesn't want to play some fairy king!

That Zhou or something, quickly snatch the role away!

The author has something to say: Wang Hongyan: Two male gods are fighting, who should I support? (tangled)

Bai Xiu: Of course I believe in you, Brother Ran! (definitely)

Pei Fengran: ...Thank you for your trust (in fact, he really doesn't want to act)

Xie Shixuan: Brother, don’t worry, he can’t take it away (the prophet guarantees that nothing will go wrong)

Pei Fengran: ... (Brother, you can shut up)

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Today, the author group is discussing the issue of being urged by readers to update, and I am silent.

My dad will ask me every hour, have you finished writing [-] words?

—Of course not!

Write more!

—…Okay, I’ll try my best (tears streaming down my face)

My mother would ask me every night, is it ten o’clock today?

--……No.

Why not ten more?

--Why?Think of me as an octopus!I am also 24 hours a day! (slams the keyboard)

The two of you have robbed the readers of their jobs, what do you want the readers to say?

May I ask when will the epidemic end? (sincere question) If it doesn't end, the psychiatrist may have to deal with it next time!