Rival of the Masses [Quick Transmigration]

Hearing the sound coming from the bathroom, Shen Yan frowned, unbuttoned his collar a little irritably, walked to the sofa and sat down, looking down at the phone in his hand.

The bathroom door was pushed open, and Ye Jiayan came out wrapped in a knee-length bathrobe, and the warm mist rose behind him, staining his originally pale face with a faint blush.Seeing Shen Yan sitting on the sofa in the living room with his back turned to him, Ye Jiayan, who had washed off the smell of alcohol, approached while wiping his hair.

"Brother, in short, this drama will never be filmed. Can I rest assured when I meet this kind of person?" Shen Yan was concentrating on the phone with Shen Qing, "Yes, yes, I know what you said, but that is What does anyone else have to do with me?"

Afraid of disturbing Shen Yan, Ye Jiayan walked lightly and walked behind Shen Yan quietly.

Shen Yan didn't notice at all that the sound of water in the bathroom had disappeared, he rubbed his face with his spare left hand, and continued to tell Shen Qing: "Brother, I know that Bai Qiumin is a good director, but I don't want to praise such annoying things. Face Yan once again. If I knew that this kind of thing would happen, I would definitely change the drama for him." He paused, listened carefully to Shen Qing's words on the phone, bit his lower lip unconsciously, and sighed He took a breath, and said helplessly: "Okay, let's talk about it at the company tomorrow. Well, you and your sister-in-law go to bed early, good night, please, I will remember. You go to sleep, I'm dead."

Shen Yan put the mobile phone on the coffee table, and was about to turn his head to look at the bathroom, but he didn't think about it. As soon as he turned his head halfway, he saw the person who was supposed to be in the bathroom standing motionless behind the sofa. Ye Jiayan's hand was clearly Holding the towel, she didn't dry her hair, allowing the water droplets to drip from the tips of her hair and be quickly absorbed by the bathrobe she was wearing.

Ye Jiayan's eyes were bottomless, his long eyelashes blinked slightly, and he was looking at him with a complicated expression, feeling a little flustered by Ye Jiayan's staring at Shen Yan for no reason.

"Shen Yan." Seeing Shen Yan's blank face, Ye Jiayan tightly clenched the towel in his hand, "Did you find me the character in Director Bai's play?"

Shen Yan nodded subconsciously, but shook his head violently in the next second, but Ye Jiayan had already got the answer he wanted, he chuckled, walked around the sofa and walked in front of Shen Yan, Shen Yan also turned his head, looking nervously. Looking at Ye Jiayan who was close at hand.

Ye Jiayan casually shook off the towel, put his hands on Shen Yan's shoulders and exerted a slight force, and Shen Yan who was standing still was pushed down on the sofa by him, and he leaned forward, getting closer to Shen Yan.

Shen Yan felt that Ye Jiayan's hand was slowly moving up, and his slender fingers lightly hooked his chin. With a little force on his wrist, he was forced to raise his head, looking at Ye Jiayan's slightly narrowed eyes, his face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile. , Shen Yan swallowed hopelessly.

He never expected that Ye Jiayan, who usually seemed docile and harmless, would show an expression that made him feel oppressed and dangerous.

Looking at Ye Jiayan's exquisite face with his back to the light, Shen Yan was a little distracted and thought: It's like... It's like he accidentally turned on some switch, or lifted a mask, and released Ye Jiayan on the other side.

Thinking of this, his whole body trembled, his eyes fixed on Ye Jiayan, he didn't care about the ambiguous movement of the white finger that tapped his lower lip while he was distracted, and said, "Jiayan..."

"Hush. Don't say it, listen to me." Ye Jiayan raised his fingers, blocking Shen Yan's next words, and he moved closer to Shen Yan's body, and said softly: "Shen Yan, we were not Did you agree? I don't need your help, did you forget?"

Shen Yan was taken aback for a moment, then he blinked, and the eyes that looked at Ye Jiayan were out of focus for a moment.

Ye Jiayan's lips twitched slightly: "Shen Yan?"

"Ah?...Yes, yes, I haven't forgotten." Shen Yan returned to his senses, avoiding Ye Jiayan's gaze, and replied in a strange way.

In the depths of his heart, there is a villain beating the ground and shouting, looking up to the sky and sighing: I have not forgotten a ghost! ! !

Because he was eager to complete the task and make up for Ye Jiayan, he forgot the original owner's original agreement with Ye Jiayan to Java! !

Original owner, why did you agree to Ye Jiayan in the first place! ! !

If you do this, you will be sorry for your status as the patron! !

QAQ is killing me!

Shen Yan had selectively forgotten that the cause and effect of this matter were all caused by himself.

"Then you really want to take care of me? Huh?" Ye Jiayan's voice was deliberately lowered by him, and the slightly raised ending sound carried a trace of temptation. In the past, Shen Yan would have been addicted to such sensual... temptation, However, the sneer on Ye Jiayan's lips was so conspicuous, and at this moment, he felt a sense of crisis greatly increased.

Unknowingly, there was less than a palm-width distance between the two of them, so close that Shen Yan could clearly smell the faint, fresh mint fragrance from Ye Jiayan's body and the warm breath lingering on his jaw.

Without thinking about it, Shen Yan raised his hand to push Ye Jiayan away while shaking his head. The distance just now was too close, and he was a little awkward. He and his ex-girlfriends have never been so close before.

"I didn't want to take care of you!" Shen Yan finished speaking righteously, then paused, "Jiayan, I was obsessed with ghosts back then, and I said stupid things and did stupid things, but now I really regard you as a friend, a brother See, I have no intention of humiliating you at all."

Ye Jiayan stood up after being pushed away. He looked down at Shen Yan's awe-inspiring face, and had no intention of speaking at all.

Shen Yan could only continue with his own words: "I...I admit that I asked my brother to intervene in Bai Qiumin's new drama role, but I just want to help you. I have no other ideas, so don't think too much about it. Well, I just think your acting skills are so good, you shouldn't be like this now..."

"You think I'm good at acting?"

Pretending not to hear the self-mockery in Ye Jiayan's words, Shen Yan nodded, and just about to say something, Ye Jiayan threw out another sentence, which caught Shen Yan by surprise.

"So you don't like me now?"

"Hmm... I, I fell in love with someone else." Thinking of the mission strategy formulated at the beginning, Shen Yan replied without hesitation.

The moment these words were said, Ye Jiayan's eyes stabbed at Shen Yan's body like a knife.

"Who?" Ye Jiayan asked coldly, the dark light in his eyes suppressed in the blink of an eye, and the temperature around his body seemed to drop a few degrees, making Shen Yan suddenly feel chilly, and he just wanted to shake.

Thinking of this, he did tremble twice, thinking that Ye Jiayan would know about it sooner or later, so he spit out the word "Wen Sinian".

Ye Jiayan: "..."

Ye Jiayan's expression froze, and there was a momentary blankness. After a while, he bent down and picked up the towel on the ground and put it on the coffee table, muttering something softly. When he raised his head again, his expression had returned to normal, except for those eyes. It seemed unfathomable, confusing and dangerous.

Shen Yan can finally be sure: Ye Jiayan really deserves to be a master of acting. If it weren't for the series of things that happened today, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to discover his hidden side in the end - a strong sense of aggression and oppression , is not close to the usual gentleness and courtesy!

The way he stares at you is like a beast that chooses to eat people, casually looking at where the meat of the prey is more delicious and easier to eat.

Shen Yan was a little nervous for no reason. When he was nervous, his brain short-circuited, his lips parted slightly, and his words kept rushing out like pouring beans: "Jiayan, I know I did something wrong at the beginning, and I shouldn't have done it tomorrow. Knowing that you have a girlfriend and still pestering you all the time, I think about it now, the melon that is twisted is not sweet, so I give up."

"Don't worry, I only see you as a friend now! I don't have any thoughts of discord!"

"I now...well, I appreciate Wen Sinian more now."

"Don't friends help each other? That's right! That's the reason. I want to help you go higher in the entertainment industry. You have that potential. I believe in you!"

Ye Jiayan looked at him more and more coldly, the pupils under the thick and slender eyelashes seemed to be burning with two clusters of dim and flickering lights, with a hint of loss and self-deprecating, Shen Yan's mouth began to change. Unlucky, he felt a twinge in his heart and complained endlessly, just like a dumb man eating coptis, he didn't know which sentence he said wrong and made the smiling face in front of him disappear.

Ye Jiayan's gentle smile that used to hang on his face every day is especially precious in this situation.

An idea didn't have time to think carefully in his mind, and it followed the previous words and emerged from the tip of his tongue.

"I'll go to the company tomorrow and tell my brother that he... also intended to train you before. If you feel uncomfortable staying with me, you can go to the apartment provided by the company. I won't stop you..."

"Okay, I'll move out tomorrow." Ye Jiayan took a deep look at Shen Yan, then turned and went upstairs to the room.

"I didn't mean that," Shen Yan wanted to explain to Ye Jiayan, but he didn't know how to keep him. He scratched his hair a little dejectedly, and his voice was as soft as a mosquito, "I'm doing it for your own good..."

Ye Jiayan did what he said, and moved out of Shen Yan's small villa the next day. After Shen Yan hurried back from Shumei Media, all the things belonging to Ye Jiayan in the villa disappeared, and it was clean. Just like Ye Jiayan, who had never appeared here before, and there were many furnishings in the villa, but Shen Yan suddenly felt that the villa seemed a bit empty. He stepped on the stairs and stood in front of the room where Ye Jiayan lived. After standing for a long time, he put his hand on the doorknob, sighed, and finally gave up the idea of ​​pushing the door and entering.

Thinking of Ye Jiayan's eyes looking at him before he left the door this morning and his back silently clearing the table, Shen Yan slowly slumped to the ground leaning against the wall.

"Did I do something wrong?"

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Wang Chen felt that he would never understand what was going on between Ye Jiayan and Shen Yan. He looked at Ye Jiayan in the rearview mirror, hesitant to speak several times.

Ye Jiayan was not in the mood to pay attention to Wang Chen's tangled expression. He looked at the phone in silence for a while, and his hands kept moving. After sending a text and a photo he had just received to the number he had memorized, he did not hesitate. Shut down the phone, removed the SIM card, and threw it out of the car window.

This movement was like flowing clouds and flowing water, Wang Chen was dumbfounded watching it.

"Jiayan? What's wrong with you? Why did you throw away the card?"

Ye Jiayan returned him with a meaningful look: "If the end is not over, how can I start over?"

The second monk Wang Chenzhang was puzzled: ... didn't understand what it meant at all.

Ye Jiayan didn't explain to him either, he looked out the window leisurely, his face was a little weird and dumbfounded at first, then a slight smile appeared on his lips, his eyes were slightly curved, and the brilliance in his eyes flowed, as if thinking of something happy Things are normal.

He seemed to open his lips and whispered something, but before anyone could hear the content, it had dissipated into the air with the warm breeze.