After the Villain's Second Rollover[Transmigration Book]

Eight years later.

Xinghe Airport is full of pedestrians. In the lobby, a sweet voice broadcasts flight information. The marble floor and tempered glass walls are full of design. The major security checkpoints are checking tickets in an orderly manner.

A teenager wearing sunglasses leaned bored by the side of the car, wearing a leather jacket with a lapel collar and ripped jeans. His outfit was cool and swanky, making passers-by look sideways.

"Ahh, the National Reincarnation Concert is finally over, and I can finally see the male god!"

"Who is your male god?"

"You don't even know this? No way, no way, no way, there are people who don't know him now, right?"

"Oh, oh, oh, I know who you're talking about! I don't chase stars, but all of our dormitory are his fans. A girl once chased him for a concert, followed him all over the country, and kept making him happen in the dormitory group Picture, oh my gosh, that face value is absolutely amazing, I, who is not a star fan, would like to kneel and lick his face."

"It's hard for anyone in this world not to fall in love with him! My idol is the best in the world!"

The boy chewed gum, raised his hand and glanced at his watch, folded his hands, shifted his center of gravity, and continued standing in a different posture.

Not long after, a young man wearing a mask came out from the exit of the airport. He looked a little tired, and his eyes exposed outside the mask were very beautiful. He was dragging his suitcase, and his slender fingers were wrapped by the wide cuffs of the woolen sweater. A few steps ahead, shouted: "Brother."

The young man raised his eyes: "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"No, I just arrived for a while." Xu Chen pulled his suitcase and put it in the trunk, "Get in the car."

Xu Shen sat in the back seat, and at the same time, a slender black figure walked out from the airport entrance, causing fans outside the airport to yell non-stop, and the deafening shouts almost flooded the entire airport.

The car door slammed shut, Xu Shen pulled off his mask, took a sip of water, Xu Chen started the car, turned into the road, and passed the black figure.

Xu Chen looked at Xu Shen out of the corner of his eyes. He hadn't seen him in eight years. Xu Shen had changed a lot compared to before. His hair was a little longer, his beautiful eyes drooped slightly, and the loose gray woolen cardigan added a bit of indescribable charm to him. Gentle and lazy, he propped his forehead with one hand, turned his eyes and casually looked out the window.

"Brother," Xu Chen said cautiously, "Shall we go home?"

In the past eight years, Xu Shen has never been home once, and even though he would make regular phone calls, only routine greetings remained, as polite as a guest.

Not only that, during the eight years since he went abroad, he never asked for a penny from his family, and every time he called him, all the money was returned intact.

Under the inner torture, Xu's father and Xu's mother became thinner day by day.

"No," Xu Shen said calmly, with his eyes slightly closed, "I've booked a hot spring hotel, just send me there. I still have work to do, and I'll go back to see my parents when I'm done."

Xu Chen fell silent. He knew that Xu Shen was invited by the first Oscar director in China to co-produce a movie when he returned to China this time.

Xu Shen has been remembered as a talented director since he made the niche literary film Luoyun when he was young, was nominated for many international literary films in one fell swoop, and finally won the most prestigious Berlin Golden Flower Award.

He did not flash in the pan in the film industry, but like a rising star, he reached higher heights each time, which attracted people's attention. Nowadays, there are so many people about Xu Shen making movies that they can't even line up.

But in the end, Xu Shen chose to return to Zhan City, and no one knew what he was thinking.

As if something was choking her throat, Xu Chen turned her head and looked out the window.

Xu Shen asked, "How are you studying recently?"

Xu Chen is a sophomore in high school this year, he has no interest in studying: "Not very good."

Putting down the hand supporting his forehead, Xu Shen said, "You still want to be a rock star?"

"Yes," Xu Chen's voice finally became more energetic, "This is my dream. I'm already forming my own band. I'll invite you to visit some other day."

"If you can build your own band without spending money from your parents, without looking for any uncles, and become famous," Xu Shen said calmly, "then I support you."

"Don't underestimate me," Xu Chen said angrily, "I really love music!"

Xu Shen said oh, expressing his understanding.

Xu Chen was a little annoyed that his abilities were underestimated, so he refused to talk to Xu Shen for the second half of the journey, and after sending him to the hotel, he didn't even carry his suitcase for him.

Xu Shen: .

Tall trees are planted on both sides of the cobblestone road, and the green vegetation is neatly and beautifully built. A towering stone tablet stands at the entrance of the hotel. The four characters of the hot spring hotel are elegant and unrestrained. Below the stone tablet is a square fountain. Sprinkled on the edge of the stele, it is quite a bit of a fairyland in Taoyuan.

Xu Shen pulled up his mask, entered the hotel through the revolving door, took out his ID card and handed it to the front desk. After the front desk confirmed it was correct, he gave him the room card with a smile. The room number was 996.

As if pinching a point, just after Xu Shen took the room card and walked into the elevator from the lobby, Director Chen called: "Are you in the hotel now?"

Xu Shen: "Yes, I just arrived not long ago."

"If you have any dissatisfaction, just say it. The actors also live there, and it may be a bit noisy. Do you mind?"

The elevator door opened, Xu Shen walked in, put the suitcase aside, and pressed button [-]: "I don't mind, I'm here to make a movie, not to meet actors."

Actors are all the same to him, and the difference can only be seen under the camera.

Xu Shen was indeed as distant and indifferent as the rumors said, with strong professionalism. Director Chen smiled and said, "Okay. You must have worked hard today. Rest first, and we'll talk about movies tomorrow."

When he came to the ninth floor, he found room 996. Xu Shen swiped his room card to enter. He put the suitcase next to the shoe cabinet, took out a change of clothes from it, stood up, casually took off the cardigan, unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, The young man has a slender and well-proportioned body, with beautiful and attractive lines, stepping on the scattered clothes with a pair of thin, white feet, walking towards the bathroom.

This has always been his habit. After a long journey, he must take a shower and go to bed, and then eat after recharging his energy.

At the entrance of the hotel, the manager who finally turned around to get rid of the fans at the intersection of complex terrain felt like he had survived a catastrophe. He led the people into the hotel, and the phone in his hand was buzzing and vibrating. He said angrily: "This group of people is too much! It's a private itinerary, but there are still so many fans following."

After complaining a lot, there was no reaction at all, the manager glanced at him: "Why don't you speak?"

The man standing beside him has high eyebrows, deep eyes, deep outline, beautiful and sharp facial features, full of aura, and a long black windbreaker outlines his tall and slender body. He walked forward and said coldly: "I'm used to it."

The agent sighed, hey, pressed the phone, quickly replied a few text messages, then he took out his ID card and took a photo to the front desk: "We have a reservation, I'm in trouble."

The receptionist glanced at the man standing a few steps away, her hormonal aura made her blush and her heart beat, she frantically checked the information, and handed the 996 room card to the agent: "Hi, this is your room card, may I ask?" ...Is that Jiang Ke?"

She has seen him many times on TV, a god-level idol, Su Dao has weak legs, handsome and handsome, an actor with both acting skills and music, and is currently the most popular star in the country.

The manager nodded, then put his finger on his mouth: "Please keep it secret, don't tell others."

The front desk was very excited: "Oh, okay, then can I have his autograph?"

One minute later, Jiang Ke came over, bowed his head and signed on the white paper that was taken out by the front desk.

In such a close contact, Jiang Ke's flawless face was so close to her, ten times more beautiful than on TV, the front desk covered his mouth and almost fainted: "Oh my god, you are so handsome, and you are only so handsome just now." The little brother who came here can compare with you, I am so lucky today!"

Pushing back the signature, Jiang Ke said politely, "Thank you for liking."

Jiang Ke turned to leave, and the agent quickly followed, and put the room card into his hand: "Zongzu, do you want me to go up with you? Help you pack your luggage or something."

"No, I have grown hands myself." Jiang Ke glanced at the room number, and casually stuffed the room card into his pocket, "Just remember to call me at eight o'clock in the afternoon."

There is a birthday party at [-] o'clock in the evening, which is held by Yu Jiang Ke Youen's director. The director's daughter likes Jiang Ke very much, so the director also sent him an invitation, so he will naturally go.

The manager sighed, stood at the elevator entrance, and watched Jiang Ke walk into the elevator.

The elevator slowly ascended to the ninth floor.

Jiang Ke returned to China to catch up with the movie schedule. The agent worked hard to obtain this resource for him, and for this reason he rejected many announcements.

The phone buzzed and vibrated, Jiang Ke walked out before the elevator door was about to close, and picked up the phone.

On the other end of the phone was Jiang Yu's voice: "Have you returned to China?"

Jiang Ke walked to the window next to the elevator, too lazy to talk nonsense: "What's the matter?"

After doing a lot of psychological construction, Jiang Yu tried his best to put down his tone: "I heard that you are going to attend the director's daughter's birthday party tonight?"

Jiang Ke: "Yes."

"I have something to ask him for help, but this old man is stubborn," Jiang Yu smiled apologetically, "Can I ask you to help me bridge the gap?"

There is really no other way to find Jiang Ke, but no one can do it except to find Jiang Ke, that director will only sell Jiang Ke's face.

Jiang Yu and his mother have no status in the family, they can only rely on others, lingering, but no one would have thought that when Jiang Ke first entered Jiang's house, Jiang Yu and his mother scoffed at the child.

Jiang Yu stopped thinking about how he came here in the past few years. The gentler Jiang Ke smiled on the surface, but the more vicious he was when stabbing people in private. This person is really terrifying.

Jiang Ke said casually: "It depends on my mood."

He hung up the phone in a lack of interest, Jiang Yu wanted to call again, but was afraid of disturbing him, so he could only send a text message to beg instead.

Jiang Ke put the phone back in his pocket, pulled the suitcase and found Room 996.

Most of the people living on this floor are actors. There will be a kick-off banquet tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and he hasn't memorized the list of actors that his agent asked him to memorize.

Looking back, the room card made a beep on the sensor, and the door opened spontaneously.

Jiang Ke dragged his suitcase and walked in. He had just taken two steps when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

On the light pink patterned floor tiles, from the entrance of the living room to the door of the bathroom, there are clothes all over the place.

Light gray thick wool cardigan, blue shirt, trousers...

Someone lives here?Wrong room card?

Jiang Ke took two steps back, looked at the room card in his hand, and then turned his head back to look at the number on the door. He confirmed that it was 996.

That being the case, the people who live here have entered the wrong door.

The private domain was violated, Jiang Ke was inevitably a little impetuous, he put the suitcase aside, and planned to go in and talk to that person.