When Comedians Dressed as Villains [Transmigration Book]

Cheng Xiexing had also been a volunteer before, but he had never seen such a battle.

If it weren't for the fact that there are almost no jobs available now, he would almost wonder if he was invited to audition.

A capable middle-aged woman held a loudspeaker: "Volunteers come here to gather, we are about to get on the bus~"

Next to it was a boy holding a sign.

Cheng Xiexing's eyes widened, carefully checking the words on the sign one by one.

...It is true that he is going to participate in volunteer activities, but why does he always feel that something is not right.It's impossible for all businessmen in the world to be beauties with outstanding looks, right?

With doubts, Cheng Xiexing got into the van.

The captain of the volunteers checked his name, made sure that there was no problem with the number of people, and asked the driver to drive.

The car galloped all the way to the suburbs.

The orphanage was originally a charity organization, so naturally it would not choose a good piece of land in a commercial center with a lot of money.The address of the orphanage is generally remote, so it is not very convenient to travel, but there is no noise in the commercial center, and the children will not be disturbed by too many noises at noon, so they can sleep peacefully.

On the bus, the handsome men and women showed hostility one by one, and looked at the volunteer partners beside them warily.There seemed to be a smell of gunpowder in the air, suffocating Cheng Xiexing.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Wen Luheng to complain.

【I was obviously doing good deeds today, but now I seem to be messing around.These volunteers are all good-looking, but they are all fierce and not friendly at all.They looked at me as if they were carrying knives, as if they were going to cut me up! 】

[A car full of handsome men and beautiful women? 】

Wen Luheng was a little surprised and didn't understand why these things happened.

Cheng Xiexing's mouth is too clever, he doesn't have any good friends, and when he catches Wen Luheng, he outputs like crazy.

【Oh, I really don’t know if I can go back alive today...】

Cheng Xiexing beeped, and he finally stopped complaining when the car stopped.

After being harassed and harassed by him for so long, Wen Luheng naturally felt upset.However, after Cheng Xiexing stopped sending text messages, Wen Luheng was not used to it.

Fortunately, he had already decided to deal with business affairs early today, and then visit the orphanage.

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At the entrance of the orphanage, children are playing in the yard.

Seeing the door open, many children looked towards them curiously, their little eyes full of doubts and expectations.

Every time a stranger comes to the orphanage, they will get delicious snacks~

Of course, there are also some children who are relatively timid and only dare to sneak a few glances.

The captain of the volunteers held a loudspeaker and began to direct.

"Everyone worked together to move the supplies down."

In addition to the snacks that children like, the volunteer leader also bought some daily necessities.There are more than a dozen large boxes, all packed in the luggage compartment of the bus.

These handsome men and beauties didn't complain, but ran over each other, wanting to show off.

A man who was carrying the box did not forget to pass by the photographer lady and asked in a low voice, "Please make me look handsome."

Miss photographer: "..."

Generally speaking, when the company organizes these volunteer activities, it will take some photos and then write a press release to promote it.Photos used for press releases generally only require clarity, not how good-looking people are.Faced with such a request, the photographer is also in a delicate mood.

Why are the volunteers in this volunteer activity so strange?

Although Cheng Xiexing was dedicated to doing good deeds, he didn't have the heart to snap up cheap eggs, so naturally he never PKed these people.

He watched in bewilderment as these people rushed forward and divided up the material handling work in a few clicks.If the reaction is slower, the chance will be lost immediately.

The dean of the orphanage came over with a smile: "Welcome to come. I heard that you even brought fancy tools for the children. I will take you to the auditorium, where there are more seats. With you accompanying the children, it is also a good idea." fine."

Cheng Xiexing himself is handicapped and can't draw.He and the children's painting skills are completely on the same level.

Fortunately, he just accompanied the children to draw pictures, and didn't need to draw one by himself, nor did he need to make a fool of himself.

Cheng Xiexing was outstanding in appearance, and was "led" away by a kid who controlled his appearance as soon as he entered the studio.

The little boy's eyeballs are rolling around, looking sly and cute.

"Sister, you look so pretty."

Cheng Xiexing couldn't laugh or cry: "Thank you for the compliment. But, I'm not a sister, I'm a brother."

These children are lucky, and the living conditions in this orphanage should be good.The children here have light in their eyes, unlike the lifeless orphanage he stayed in before.

Because of that too profound experience, Cheng Xiexing could see at a glance whether the child in front of him was smiling from the bottom of his heart, or whether he was being coerced by the dean and other adults into a forced smile.

The little boy picked up the paintbrush and smeared on the white paper.

"I was in an art class at school, and the teacher taught us to draw. My paintings look pretty good. If you don't believe me, I'll show you."

Cheng Xiexing rested his chin with one hand: "Have you thought about what to draw?"

"Yeah." The little boy nodded heavily, picked up the paintbrush and began to paint.

Cheng Xiexing felt that there was no sense of existence, but he couldn't sit still, so he stood up and wanted to see other children.

"Sister, don't go."

Cheng Xiexing: "...Call me brother."

"Okay, brother, is it okay if you don't go?" The little boy looked at him eagerly, and the small expectant eyes made it impossible to say a word of rejection.

Cheng Xiexing had no choice but to sit down.

Although he often behaves badly, he is not enough to bully such a young child.

The little boy was very clever, and he understood the problem after a little thought.

"Brother, are you too bored? You can draw with me, and I will give you a piece of drawing paper."

Cheng Xiexing raised his eyes, glanced at the photographer and videographer, and fell silent.

A photo, a video, no matter who records the black history, it is not a good memory.

"Brother won't paint anymore, I'll help you. I'll give you whatever color brush you want." Cheng Xiexing didn't want to make a fool of himself, so he had an idea and chose the role of red sleeves.

"it is good."

As the little boy draws step by step, the image on the painting gradually becomes clear.

Cheng Xiexing was taken aback, surprised.

Are the little kids these days all thinking so wildly?How old is this, and I started to draw the bride and groom!

Cheng Xiexing soon began to blame himself again, blaming himself for thinking wildly.

Where do children know so much, most likely they are drawing their parents.I really shouldn't have used the evil thoughts of adults to speculate on children who are still in elementary school...

Although the child's drawing skills are not outstanding, he is very serious.He added a lot of flower details to the wedding dress, although in the eyes of adults, the wedding dress is a bit ugly.But when I thought it was drawn by a child, I thought it was cute.What a filial child to make beautiful wedding dresses for mom.

"The painting is really good." Cheng Xiexing praised.

He didn't mention his parents at all, for fear of touching the other party's sadness.Even if the other party drew it, he didn't want to say more.

The little boy was very happy: "As long as you like it. This is the wedding dress I drew for you. When I grow up..."

This brain circuit flew too far, and Cheng Xiexing was suddenly stunned.

What, what's the situation? !

"When you grow up, I will be old. Children, don't think about that." Cheng Xiexing could only laugh.

At the same time, Wen Luheng, who settled the matter, finally came to the orphanage.

There was a lot of noise in the room, the voices of children and adults were mixed together, and it was difficult for people outside to distinguish individual words.

Wen Luheng walked in slowly, glanced at it, and locked on Cheng Xiexing among them.He was wearing a mask and volunteer clothes.

Some volunteers would go to the toilet. Although Wen Luheng only came now, no one noticed anything wrong.

"Teach children to draw?"

"Yeah." Cheng Xiexing nodded lightly, "He's pretty good at drawing. He's just so young, he's a little too clever, and he knows a lot more than I imagined."

"The dean's mother likes to watch TV dramas, and I have learned a lot." The little boy raised his head proudly, "I didn't expect that in this day and age, there are still people who like to dress up as men. Sister, you must wait for me. Wait." When I grow up, I will marry you immediately."

Cheng Xiexing: "..."

This topic is over, right?

Wen Luheng: "..."

Although I really want to laugh, but with my green head, I don't seem to be qualified to laugh?

"I just look a little seductive. I'm a man. If you don't believe me, let's go to the men's room."

"Huh?" The little boy was confused.

After all, children are young and don't know how to manage their expressions.His cute little face was wrinkled, not to mention how pitiful it was.

Cheng Xiexing's head was getting bigger, so he ran away quickly.

Wen Luheng let out a muffled laugh, and walked aside to instruct other children to draw.

He also picked up the paintbrush and demonstrated it to the children.

After all, Wen Luheng is from a scholarly family. He learned painting since he was a child. The flowers he drew are very beautiful and amazing.

"It's so beautiful, thank you bro~"

"Wow, you are so skillful." The young lady in charge of taking the photo couldn't help but exclaimed.

However, why does this volunteer look familiar?

Wen Luheng has only started activities in the country in recent years, and not many people have seen his true self.There are so many subsidiaries under the group, and many employees have only seen it twice on the news. How can they remember what he looks like?

On the contrary, the captain who knew everything and was in charge of providing volunteer uniforms was secretly surprised.

The boss seems to be very familiar with Cheng Xiexing. Could it be that the criteria for choosing a spouse that the boss recently said on the show is...

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After drawing, everyone took the children to the playground to play games.

The light on the playground was better, and the scheming volunteers were sizing up their competitors again.At this point, some people found something wrong.

Why does this man wearing a mask look so much like Wen Luheng? ! ! !

The dean's mother clapped her hands: "Today, my brothers will accompany you to play the game of eagle and chicken, okay?"

"it is good!"

Wen Luheng was directly designated as the hen mother by the dean's mother who didn't know.

Because there was an extra boss, the original even number of volunteers became odd.One of the adults played the role of the eagle and the other played the role of the hen, so naturally one person remained.

Cheng Xiexing, who had nothing to do, stood aside and watched them play.

Wen Luheng is obviously not used to playing with children, and his body is very stiff.

"Get ready, start!" The eagle started to act as soon as he finished speaking.

Wen Luheng had no choice but to bite the bullet and spread his hands to protect the little chicken behind him.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Xiexing couldn't help patting his thigh and laughing wildly.

Little friends also have today, too miserable, hahaha~

"No, I have to take a video as a souvenir. This idol bag has completely collapsed, hahaha..." Cheng Xiexing was recording while tasting, "It's a pity that I'm wearing a mask, so it's hard to identify. If you run , It’s fine if the mask falls off.”

Cheng Xiexing, who had no good intentions, thought so.

The little white face playing the eagle felt that the hen in front of him was very familiar, and he had a vague guess in his heart.

He attacked hard, pounced on the chick.

Taking advantage of Wen Luheng running over to stop him, he stretched out his hand unintentionally and tore off the opponent's mask.

Wen Luheng realized the accident and stopped.

The "little chickens" didn't care about playing anymore, and came over curiously, wanting to see what he looked like.

"Mr. Wen." The little boy was overwhelmed with surprise, "I didn't expect to see you here again."

The boss of the company usually has a lot of things to do every day, so how can he have so much time to participate in various activities.He signed up for volunteer activities, just wanting to show his face on the other company's news.That way Mr. Wen might read the company news, and then he can see him...

It doesn’t matter if it’s not Mr. Wen, other bosses are interested in him, so it’s good to ask the volunteer captain for his contact information~

"Mr. Wen, you actually came in person!"

"Mr. Wen, you are really a kind person..."

"President Wen..."

The original children's game ended in an instant.Those people ran over like cats smelling fish.

They surrounded Wen Luheng, with three floors inside and three floors outside, and it was almost airtight.

Wen Luheng just wanted to come over to see the situation, and if something went wrong, he would help Cheng Xie Xing to make things right.Unexpectedly, there will be such an accident, completely masked by people with ulterior motives, and surrounded...

"I'm done with my business, so I'll come over to take a look. You've worked hard, I still have something to do, let's go first."

After Wen Luheng finished speaking, he stepped forward.

He had a strong aura, and those people didn't dare to stick to him directly, so they could only make way and let him go.

Cheng Xiexing, who was watching from the sidelines, was very disappointed, and took out his mobile phone to send a text message.

【I thought you were going to do a somersault, jump over these goblins in Pansi Cave, and escape. 】

After returning to the car, Wen Luheng raised his hand and rubbed his swollen eyebrows.

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, he realized that his little bastard Cheng Xiexing was not a man and sent such a message.

【I'm really sorry to disappoint you. 】

Little heartless, who is he running all the way here for?

Cheng Xiexing smacked his lips and continued typing.

[I finally understand why the volunteers are surprisingly good-looking this time. They want to show how kind they are, and appear in your company's news so that you can find out. 】

Although there are so many photos, it may not be possible to be selected, but it is a chance anyway.

Cheng Xiexing laughed until his face hurt.

【You are simply the flesh of Tang Monk in modern times. Seeing the look in their eyes just now, I wish I could swallow you alive! 】

【oh?I am Tang Seng, so are you that monkey or that pig? 】

Cheng Xiexing: "..."