I saddle up for my rival [Rebirth]

Guan Ling stood in front of the mirror, and this was the first time since he woke up that he looked at this strange face so seriously.

The skin is fair, but it doesn't look sickly white, but rather the result of not seeing the sun all day.

The two thin and thick eyebrows are as if meticulously traced by a painter, coupled with the pair of red phoenix eyes underneath, it gives people an enchanting illusion when they smile.

Perhaps Cheng Fei has an indifferent personality, and his personality is far away from Guan Ling's. When he puts away his smile, his eyes inexplicably give people a sense of coldness, but they are not quite charming.

It's a bit of a waste to have such a look on a man.

Guan Ling repeatedly clicked his tongue in front of the mirror, if it was a girl, the people who came to her door would probably have broken through the threshold, not to mention going to the sea to sell her face to make money to support this dilapidated shop, just hook her fingers casually, willing to contribute money to her The people who opened her branch probably have a long queue.

Guan Ling put away his imagination and looked at his brand new self in the mirror from head to toe. Liang Ze's untimely words came into his ears when he left the shop, and he couldn't help sighing. This request was really embarrassing.

I still remember that when he was not well-known at that time, he also served as a gunner for others, and drew a fan art for an online game that was popular on a certain platform at that time. The painting is all his understanding of the word "Sao" in his life.

But what Liang Ze said about "showing" shouldn't be asking him to show his chest and legs to act in this "threesome must have adultery/love" scene, not only "showing" on the outside, but also "showing" has connotations.

The space on the second floor of the studio is quite large. In addition to a table, a chair and a bed, there is only a wardrobe standing against the wall. The wardrobe looks like it was custom-made by someone, and its size is so large that it almost fills the entire wall. .

There are also quite a lot of clothes, all kinds of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and you can carry any one casually, which is comparable to the cloakroom of some celebrities.

Guan Ling slapped his tongue, no wonder he was so poor that he couldn't afford the rent. From this point of view, although the men's business earns quite a lot, the investment is obviously also a lot. Like the original owner, they have to spend a lot of money to pay the rent according to the landlord's urging The frequency, this should be that I haven't even earned my money back.

Guan Ling stood in front of the closet, picking and picking as if he was shopping in a mall, and finally, according to his understanding of Liang Ze's words, he picked out an ice silk shirt with red pomegranate flowers printed on a white background and a pair of black skinny jeans. The ravages are paired with a pair of Martin ankle boots of the same color as the trousers.

Guan Ling turned around in front of the mirror. Although he was not used to this attire and even felt a little restrained, the effect was quite obvious. Standing in front of people might be able to attract bees and butterflies without talking.

Zhang Ping was sweeping the dust on the painting with a feather duster, when she saw her boss smiling at her boss at the corner of the stairs, she shook her hand with the feather duster, and swept the painting on the wall to the ground.

"How is it?" Guan Ling glanced at the painting on the ground, and asked Zhang Ping with a smile on his face.

"What... what?" Zhang Ping swallowed subconsciously, and asked hesitantly.

Although she knew her boss was good-looking on the day she applied for the job, she didn't develop any antibodies after seeing her every day. In addition, the boss was good at dressing up, so she changed his appearance almost every day. Although it was a foul in her heart to despise a man with such a monstrous appearance, but But the eyes are always inaccurate, and they are always attracted suddenly.

Who the hell can stand this!She wailed in her heart, envy and jealousy filled her chest, so that her brain also had a momentary poor connection.

"This outfit," Guan Ling gestured from shoulder to leg, "Evaluate."

Zhang Ping shook her head and gave him a thumbs up, "It looks good."

"Huh?" Guan Ling raised his eyebrows.

Zhang Ping searched for the praise words in her head, and found that her brain capacity was really limited. After thinking about it, she concluded, "Like a pretty boy."

Guan Ling was not very satisfied with this evaluation, and said bluntly, "Show or not?"

"?" Zhang Ping thought she was hallucinating.

"Show me this body?" Guan Ling asked patiently.

Zhang Ping felt that her boss might have had a lot of water in his head that day and the aftereffects were not healed, so why did he scold himself?But since the boss himself said so, it is natural for employees to follow suit.

After summing up, Zhang Ping nodded very solemnly, "Very coquettish!"

"Send you a job," Guan Ling walked out in a good mood after receiving a positive evaluation, and said as he walked, "You can go to the landlord to pay the next year's rent in a while, and I'll transfer the money to your mobile phone in a while, and we're done. Then you can go straight to get off work."

"One year!" Zhang Ping stared at the boss's butterfly-like figure disappearing at the end of the street before reacting. While cleaning up, she guessed in a low voice, "The boss dressed like this and went out... Maybe he just changed his career?"

From a painter to an 'actor', Guan Ling has no confidence in his performance to satisfy customers at night. He used to be too dull. He only stayed in the studio all day long and waited for Zhou Jinhang to find him. His social circle was pitifully narrow.Fortunately, he still retains the original owner's memory and personality, so he can do things with ease, but in order to perform the "scene" well at night, he went to the barbershop on purpose.

As a professional painter, the most indispensable is observation and memory.

Guan Ling asked the hair stylist to give him a hairstyle similar to that of Liang Ze, but made a small adjustment on the symbols, and he asked the hair stylist to push a small electrocardiogram pattern on himself.

After being extremely satisfied with his image, Guan Ling took a taxi to the Si Lanxi restaurant.

Rich people always like to divide people into grades and grades. They always feel that if they have a little money, they have to come to a western restaurant to show off. After replacing chopsticks with knives and forks, they look much more elegant than others.

Zhou Jinhang is no exception, he will take him with him when he is in a good mood, which makes him not a stranger to this store.

It's just that when the heavy glass door was pushed open again, the state of mind and identity were completely different.

The waiter was as eager as ever, Guan Ling looked around, and finally found the target at the end of the corridor on the left near the window, he smiled gently at the waiter, "The appointment has arrived early."

He refused the waiter's guidance, and walked straight towards the two people who seemed to be talking happily.

Compared with the attire at noon, Liang Ze, who was sitting not far away and was slowly and gracefully slicing the steak, looked very different. The beautiful blue shirt was replaced by a decent iron gray suit, and the corners of his mouth were well The smile shows the gentlemanly demeanor deliberately but not artificially, and the golden cufflinks on the wrist render him delicate and steady, every frame is like walking out of a pictorial.

Guan Ling's pace slowed down, even if he didn't want to admit it in his heart, this man was indeed much better than him, not to mention one Cheng Fei, even if ten Cheng Fei were added together, they couldn't compare.

As the distance gradually narrowed, Guan Ling heaved a sigh of relief for no reason, fortunately he is not Cheng Fei now.

From Guan Ling's direction, he could only see the back of the woman opposite Liang Ze.

Wearing a grandma Xiang's white dress, her figure was perfectly described, her shoulder-length hair hung straight on her sides, her sitting posture was upright and upright, and she could be seen from her back as a well-educated lady from a famous family.

Guan Ling could only see the smile on Liang Ze's face, and from time to time he opened his mouth to answer a few words softly, looking like they were having a good conversation.

Guan Ling rolled her eyes at Liang Ze in her heart, forcibly concealed the jealousy and hatred surging in her heart in the professional smile that instantly rose on her face, adjusted her state and quickly entered the scene.

"So coincidentally?"

With a slightly doubtful and slightly dissatisfied tone, the person arrives before the person arrives.

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Thanks to the little angel who smashed thunder and poured nutrient solution on me