Shadow for the Emperor

I have to say that Xiao Zhe really hasn't encountered any good things recently.

He hasn't been sick for four or five years. At that time, he dared to take this role because of his good health.Unexpectedly, the diseased brother came aggressively, and knocked him down with one move. He was given an IV, bought cold medicine, and went back and forth. When the other person regained consciousness, he spent hundreds of dollars.

That place in the hospital really eats people without spitting out their bones.

Xiao Zhe expressed that he was very depressed. If he still had a little sanity, he would not go to the hospital if he was killed. He would probably be able to cope with it by just taking some cold medicine. If he didn't go for a trip, his labor salary would have shrunk a lot.

Originally, I was counting on this money to spend a month, and I could buy a cheap mobile phone if I was more careful. Last time, the mobile phone fell a little bit, and it has not been very easy to use. If you can't buy it, if something happens again, the two of you will have to go back to eating instant noodles.

Thinking of the days when even going to the toilet smelled like instant noodles, Xiao Zhe shuddered.

But he couldn't find anyone to complain about. On the one hand, Wen Sheng sent him to the hospital out of kindness, and on the other hand, he seldom saw him now.

It's strange to say that since this guy came back from the hospital, he started to lose sight of his head and tail.

You said that he is an ancient man who stayed at home from morning till night and watched the computer a few days ago.

Mysterious.

Every time Xiao Zhe asks a question, he can deftly avoid the topic, making people completely forget what he wanted to say in the first place.Moreover, Xiao Zhe hasn't been in a good state of mind recently, so he doesn't have the energy to get to the bottom of it. Thinking about the good, Wen Sheng knows that it's a good thing to go out, and he has to slowly integrate into the modern society.

As for what he was doing outside, after a long time, there would always be an answer.

Xiao Zhe soothed his curiosity, but unfortunately he was wrong.

After more than a week, not only did the answer not come out, but the mystery became even bigger.

The short-haired Wen Sheng gave him an iPhone[-].

"rent."

"Where did you come up with the concept of rent?" Xiao Zhe was dumbfounded, and after a while he came back to his senses, "No, when did you get your hair cut? Where did you get the money to buy a mobile phone?"

Or iPhone[-]?An iPhone with a market value of at least five thousand oceans?

"Work." He answered Xiao Zhe's two questions with two words.

"Have you found a job? What kind of job? How long have you been working? It's been more than a week or two since I got sick. You don't have skills or a diploma. Where did you find such a good job?" Xiao Zhe couldn't believe it. up.

"If you want to look for it, there will always be one." Wen Sheng didn't answer him directly.

A month later, Wen Sheng gave him 1 yuan.

"rent."

"Didn't you give me an apple a while ago?" Xiao Zhe stared at the stack of money in a daze, and realized after a while that he had missed the point again. "No, to be honest, did you go to rob or do some illegal activities?"

"The last time was from last month, and this time is from this month."

"You have doubled this time, can you compare?"

"It's less, so I'll make it up this time."

"What on earth have you been doing?"

"Work."

Another month has passed, and Xiao Zhe just came back from the set - the almost fatal stand-in scene last time brought some benefits, at least the director who is picky is very satisfied with his spirit, and any difficult stand-in scenes will be thought of first he.

Before he could sit on the sofa to catch his breath, he was attracted by a brand new bank card.

Wen Sheng came back early today, and was already sitting on the sofa flipping through magazines—some time ago he discovered that Qin Chao’s Xiaozhuan was very similar to the characters in his world. With this medium, and with the help of Du Niang, his literacy ability It's just leaps and bounds.

Seeing Xiao Zhe come back, he raised his eyes slightly, "The card is for you, and there is some money in it."

"The rent again?" Xiao Zhe felt weird.

"Ah."

On the second night, Xiao Zhe slammed the card in front of Wen Sheng, "Is this what you said?"

Wen Sheng had just finished reading an article, and was still digesting the new words and expressions in it, so he responded casually.

"That's five times the last rent!"

"and then?"

"Are you trying to be the most aggressive tenant in history? I didn't even raise the rent, why did you raise it yourself?"

"As prices rise, the rent should go up a little bit." Wen Sheng said casually.

"Do you have a lot of money and nowhere to spend it or what? No one will give you the best tenant award. If you have too much, you can keep it. What are you doing for me?" Xiao Zhe yelled angrily.

It just so happened that the new TV on one side was on, and the heroine said a sentence in it, the sound effect was awesome, "Who do you think I am, and you want to keep me with a few bad money? Dreaming!"

It is simply enlightening!

Support!

Xiao Zhe finally knew what that strange feeling was.His current salary is nothing compared to that in Wensheng's bank card.

And I have to say that since Wen Sheng got the so-called job, their living standards have also improved greatly-for example, if the TV is broken, they will be replaced; if it is too cold, heating equipment will be installed in the room; It was too messy, so a part-time worker suddenly appeared to take care of it...

Even Xiao Zhe's cat was raised to be smooth and smooth.

But all of these changes subtly, just like the appearance of a person. Obviously, when you were a child, your appearance was completely different from that of an adult. Ah, so I used to look like this myself.

The kennel was suddenly upgraded to an adult room, as if the days of eating instant noodles were just a dream.

What kind of magical development trend is this?

Kind of like dropping money from the sky.

But it was more like he, Xiao Zhe, was in the company of a big benefactor!

He was raised as a bad boy!

Obviously a few months ago, he was still the one raising people!

What the hell is this reversal?

"It's not good to have money?" Wen Sheng saw his inner activities and sneered.

"It's not bad..." Xiao Yan wanted to follow his words, but he suddenly realized, "No, I'm not here to discuss the rent with you. What kind of work are you doing? Why is this salary the same as riding a rocket every day? rise?"

"You don't have to worry about it, as long as you don't sneak around."

"You can't earn so much by stealing chickens and dogs, so don't keep perfunctory me."

Wen Cheng glanced at him, then stood up suddenly, took out the phone from his pocket, and walked towards the balcony while connecting it, "Who is that?"

I don't know when he bought the mobile phone, it seems that the mobile phone came out without knowing it.And every time he saw him answering the phone, Xiao Zhe always had an illusion of the times - an ancient man, using the phone skillfully.

If Wen Sheng hadn't cut his hair, he would have thought he was living in a dream.

"It's fine tomorrow."

"Ah."

"I'll think about it again."

Wen Sheng's voice came from the balcony, and Xiao Zhe could hear it quite clearly, but it didn't start and end, so he couldn't guess much.

"Are you busy tomorrow?" Xiao Zhe asked tentatively when he returned to the room.

"Work." The same answer.

"What are you thinking about?" He was unyielding.

The enemy army remained unmoved, "This is my personal privacy."

When did the ancients learn about privacy?Being blocked like this, Xiao Zhe could only shut up embarrassingly.

Just like that for a while, Xiao Zhe's curiosity grew day by day, but Wen Sheng's tongue was tight, and he couldn't ask anything at all.

Then one day, when Xiao Zhe was working on the computer, he accidentally discovered something strange.

He originally wanted to look up some information through the web page cache, but he was dizzy and dizzy after looking for a long time. He didn't find what he was looking for, but found a photo of a man.

He is quite familiar with that face——Wu Bailiu, a very famous photographer in China. His photos have won many international awards, and some of them have taken covers for magazines. Basically, normal people look good in his photos. Can improve two levels.

When Xiao Zhe first debuted, he was also in the modeling industry. When he met this person, his impression was only three adjectives: brilliant, well-connected, and wretched.

He didn't search for him at all, why did this person's photo appear in the cached picture?

Could it be that Wen Sheng searched for it?

He looked at the date, and it was almost a few months ago. At that time, Wen Sheng didn't know a lot of words, and he didn't know the circle, so how could he think of searching for this person?

However, the cache is like a garbage dump. Opening any web page picture may be automatically saved, and it is not impossible for the computer to download it unintentionally.

Xiao Zhe was still in a hurry to find his own things, and he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he didn't think about it, and just put it behind him.

This throwing took more than ten days.

Introduced by the picky director, he took over the scene as a stand-in, challenging his courage and escaping from the fire. If he was later, the explosive device would explode.

His right eyelid was twitching before he went.

Left good and right bad.

He is a little superstitious, thinking that he will be filming this kind of scene today, he feels a little nervous.

But he had to go, that was his job.

Originally, I wanted to tell Wen Sheng that if he didn't come back tonight, I wouldn't have to wait for him.

But the guy went out before he even got up.

If I had known it earlier, I should have said it last night. Looking at the empty room, Xiao Zhe sighed, closed and locked the door, and with a click of the door lock, a sentence came out of his heart for no reason——Feng Xiao Xiao Xi Yi Shui Han .

The author has something to say: →→The day after tomorrow Xiao Wu has to take an interpreting test. .I heard that the failure rate of this subject is quite scary, huh. .Seeing that I am still working so hard to make up for this situation, girls, please come to the favorites and say 0.0, hehehe... (Actually, the second half of your sentence is the key point! It's muddy!)

PS: Thank you Weiwei sister paper for giving Xiao Wu’s thunder, ok~~