I became popular after marrying a rebel

Li Le couldn't bear to startle people, so he put down the lunch box, quietly took out his phone and started to record, when he was recording, he suddenly smelled the smell of rice, only to realize that the director and camera assistants were also holding boxes of lunch, both of them couldn't close their jaws shocked look.

The three of them watched quietly for quite a while, before Wen Ya realized it. Turning around, he saw two people holding lunch boxes and one holding a mobile phone, all staring at him in a daze, unconsciously smiling. Da Fang asked: "Is painting okay? I learned it for a while, but I haven't drawn for a few years."

Li Le turned off the video, picked up the lunch box on the floor, thought for a while and said, "I don't know how to draw, but I think it looks good."

The camera assistant didn't care about cooking, and asked, "Are you splashing ink? Are you a boy? You can't paint like this in a few years."

Wen Ya walked over, sat down to put on his shoes and socks, nodded and said, "Splashing colors, I don't have any child skills. I have nothing to do for a few years, and I learned from books by myself. It's actually not difficult, it just looks a bit bluffing."

The photography assistant smiled and said, "I don't believe it. I've seen it in a tourist attraction before. The old man's beard has grown to his chest. I don't think he can paint better than you."

Wen Ya shook his head, "Splashing colors is easy to produce effects, and then painting mountains, rocks and pine trees will be the real skill."

The director stood in front of the painting screen and admired it for a long time, and sighed, "This painting fits well with our advertising conception."

Wen Ya said: "I got the inspiration from your advertisement. You should choose a song brand name according to the way Zhizhuang's series of eyeshadow palettes are named, and you can call it Shan Jianqing."

The mountains are getting greener.

The director read these three words silently, pondered for a while, lowered his head to pick up the rice, hesitated for a while, and finally made up his mind, and asked Wen Ya who was about to eat: "Mr. In the sample? Didn't you use the same twelve colors of Guofeng eyeshadow in this painting?"

The photography assistant understood what he was thinking in seconds, "Good guy, you are a commercial shooter and you want people to change the product packaging?"

The director was very manic: "When did I say I want them to change the product packaging?! Do I look crazy? I just want to ask if we can discuss and keep this painting in the feature film... If It would be a pity not to stay.”

Photography assistant OS: You are not much more realistic than directly changing the packaging.

Seeing that the little director was agitated, Wen Ya comforted him, "I drew this painting just because I liked your advertisement very much. I just did it on a whim. It doesn't matter whether it can be used in the feature film or not—"

"So as long as you still like it, this painting can be said to have realized its value, and there is nothing to regret."

The little director let out a bitter sigh of beating a worker, and didn't insist any more.

After the recording of the commercial in the afternoon, Wen Ya invited the staff to eat at a nearby Yunnan restaurant. Since it wasn't a weekend and they had to go to work, they didn't order wine.The little director asked for help to remove the large sheet of Xuan paper on the painting screen and put it away, and asked Wen Ya to add WeChat, "You will definitely be popular. Beijing is only so big, and there will definitely be many opportunities for cooperation in the future. Leave a contact first."

Wen Ya smiled and toasted, "Don't say polite words, look forward to the next cooperation."

The meal spread quickly without drinking, and it was only six or seven o'clock when we came out. Wen Ya got Li Le off work and asked him to go home to rest. He went to the fresh food supermarket along the road to buy some fruits and vegetables, and went to Muye's house to cook them on fire. Chine Bamboo Cane Pear Soup.

In fact, he has been thinking these two days, wondering why Changfeng, Yishuang and the little ghost king all appear here; why Changfeng has no memory of his previous life, but Yishuang and the little ghost king seem to know who he is .

He tried hard to convince himself not to think about things that he couldn't figure out, but to focus on the present moment, but when he saw the time and address of tomorrow's meeting sent by Sharon, he always felt very uneasy.

He was very afraid that Chang Feng had a bad life before, that they came here because of something bad, and that they would tell him that Chang Feng would go back to his own world.

After thinking about it for a while, it suddenly dawned on him that when we parted, what he was looking forward to was just to meet him again and talk to him a few more words. Now that he can spend these days with him, he can still hear him say "I like you!" ", what is there to be dissatisfied with?

Guagua lay at his feet and whimpered. It has recently become obsessed with playing Fei Gao, and especially likes to be lifted. Someone came over and asked to lift it at home.Wen Ya smiled, and said: "If you really go back, no one will be able to lift you—" squatting down, lifted it twice, then kissed its little nose, and hugged it like a child. Looking at it, standing under the lamp, listening to the gurgling sound of the sweet soup being boiled in the pot together, my heart also calmed down.

Makino's schedule is very busy recently. Wen Ya had already slept and woke up when he came home. He slept softly. He was woken up by his door opening, and he didn't have a bad temper. He came over and hugged him around his neck. , Said that Sydney sweet soup was left for him on the table.

Makino was afraid that he would be cold when he just woke up, so he pushed him back on the bed, and he was fast asleep again after taking a shower.She could only pinch his face, pressed a kiss on his forehead helplessly, and turned off the bedside lamp for him.

The next day Wen Ya woke up a little late, yesterday he drank pear soup to relieve his cough, and he simply didn't continue to take medicine to prevent colds, but in the morning he had a headache again, half of his head seemed to have been knocked into a steel bar, and he fell asleep in a chaotic state, half dreaming and half awake It was much later.

When I wake up and take a shower, I see that the person in the mirror is not looking good, the eye circles are blue, and I can see the fatigue when I look closely. I can't help but lament that when I was young, I didn't know how to take good care of myself. It is true that every cause has its fruit, and no one can hide it.

Gods, demons and ghosts have survived the vicissitudes of life without changing their appearance, while the mortal body is as short-lived as a mayfly, and it will decay day by day after dozens of years. I don't know which one is lucky.

However, he didn't bother with such a profound problem. When he came out, he found out that Makino had just sent a message telling him to wake up and remember to eat breakfast. He checked the time, and he was almost ready to go out for the appointment, so he just took the glucose granule. He replied with a little kitten in his hand.

At twelve noon, he hailed a car and went to Lama Temple.

After passing through the narrow gate, he was led by the leader through the gray walls and gray tiles, and entered the glass-covered yard, only to find that the store had been cleared out, and there were three figures sitting in the hall, all of them were beautiful and slender, about the same age as Makino. Ruo's young man.

One is Sharon who asked him to come here. She has unkempt long hair, rimless glasses, a white turtleneck sweater and a suit jacket. She is dressed for commuting everywhere, but the face is really It's hard to keep her out of the crowd.She watched him coming, and nodded slightly.

One is muddleheaded. He has carefully pulled his hair and is wearing a thin spring dress. He looks white and tender, like a young master from a wealthy family. When he saw him coming, he extended his arms and waved generously, as if Greet a close friend.

The last one, no accident, is Ye Feibai——Wen Ya remembers that Mu Ye said that his other childhood friend is the Xuanhe vice president, but he looks like a vice president without being confused, with a band-aid on his chin, like He was hanging the lottery, and was peeling the tangerines on the table in his hands. Seeing him coming, he smiled slightly, put down the oranges, put his right hand on his left shoulder, and bowed slightly, which was still the etiquette of the demons.

Wen Ya sat down beside them, and said softly, "It's late."

It seems that this is an ordinary dinner with friends.

Sharon signaled the waiter to start serving the dishes, and replied with a smile: "No, it's not time yet, we came early - the menu here is ready-made, and I haven't asked to change it after looking at it, you can look again, yes Is it taboo?"

Wen Ya shook his head, didn't care much, and didn't unfold the rolled up menu.

On the other hand, Hututu held the cup with both hands, tapped his fingers on the wall of the cup boredly, and interjected: "Why is no one asking me, I'm not vegetarian, do you know that I'm not vegetarian? The year is not over yet, Obviously I made an appointment with Lao Wen to eat hot pot first, why did I have to travel so far to eat grass?"

Sharon looked sideways and smiled, "Do you think someone really wants to bring you here?"

As soon as he reached out, he took the tangerine that Ye Feibai had just peeled and stuffed it into Hutu's mouth.

Confused: "@#￥%&!!!"

Ye Feibai: "..."

Ye Feibai took a look at Hutu, and then looked again. He probably thought it was funny, so he imitated an unpeeled orange and stuffed it into the mouth of Hutu who had just swallowed a mouth full of oranges with difficulty. inside.

Stupid: MMP!Finally, he left the table angrily, and rushed towards the bathroom with an orange in his mouth.

Wen Ya laughed, but the uneasiness in his heart was somewhat diluted. He watched him leave, and waited patiently for the waiter to bring the pre-dinner drinks, before he asked: "Can you two tell me directly, what is going on? What's going on?"

Sharon's expression remained the same, and the cloud was calm, "You are Muye's master and everyone's friend. Today is just a reunion in a foreign land, a gathering of old friends, and I want to treat you to a light meal, nothing else."

Wen Ya shook his head, "If it's just like this, there's no need to avoid Changfeng all the way when we meet."

Sharon sighed softly, her eyes were deep, and she remained silent for a long time.

Ye Feibai knocked on the table, turned his head to look at Sharon, and didn't shy away from him, "Two points, one, handwriting, language habits, dietary preferences, everything that can be checked, ruled out Duoshe, confirmed that it is completely consistent with Wen Zhuyu Second, Lao Mu's memory is now sealed as if it were poured with concrete, so that he can recognize people by himself. In the Six Realms, I don't believe anyone has such ability to create a deceiving person. Pass his 'Wen Zhuyu'."

Wen Ya suddenly realized that Yishuang was worried that he was being pretended by a villain.

Sharon closed her eyes, and said lightly and quickly: "What you see with your eyes, what you hear with your ears, everything can be faked. You and I also thought it was the fire glass tree at the bottom of the Demon Crying Cliff and at the bottom of the Demon Extinguishing Valley. Really, what's the result? If it happens again, I'm really afraid—"

Wen Ya's whole body trembled, "Huo Li Shu?"

Ye Feibai touched the tip of his nose, smiled wryly, and said, "Yes, it's the one you fed your heart and soul to. After he saw it on Kuzen Island, he transplanted it back to the Blood Demon Palace, and no one was allowed to touch it. The patriarch of the witch doctor clan said, I didn't believe that there was your remnant soul on the Huoli tree. After all, we have seen too many 'Wen Zhuyu' over the years. But the old Mu didn't want to miss a chance to find you. Maybe, it was really different that time, after the magic circle was set up, the summoning bell kept ringing, and in forty days, you could see the human form."

Sharon sighed: "The Soul Gathering Formation needs a steady stream of spiritual power input, my brother-in-law, the hero of the first life, just for a lie..."

The smell of blood gradually filled Wen Ya's mouth, his body felt a spasm of pain, his eyes were terribly red, but his voice was unusually calm, "What's wrong with him?"

Sharon stared at him and said word by word: "The cultivation base is exhausted, and you will fall into reincarnation forever. From now on, you will be just a mortal."

"So, do you still want him?"