When a Buddha is dressed as cannon fodder

Seeing Fei Xiuyuan's reply, Su Wenyan, who had been diving in the group, felt more at ease.

Today's weather is extremely hot, and there is no wind even in the early morning.

Wuyou was going to Kang Jingwu's studio to negotiate a contract. Since it was too far away, he planned to take the bus and then transfer to the subway.

As soon as he left the alley, Wuyou found a young woman holding a mobile phone at him.Probably because she was afraid of being discovered by him, the girl moved very cautiously.

But Wuyou noticed it at a glance, so he quickened his pace and walked towards the bus stop.

The platform at the morning rush hour was crowded with people, and Wuyou just missed the first train when she arrived. While waiting for the next train, the girl also caught up with her.

Seeing that he looked normal, the girl got a little more courageous, and approached him to start a conversation: "Are you worry-free?"

The girl chased him all the way, looking at him with curiosity, inquiry, and a kind of overheated madness.

Wuyou didn't answer her directly, but instead asked: "Oh? What are you looking for Wuyou?"

The girl was slightly taken aback by the question. The person in front of her had a handsome face and extremely good-looking features.Facing such a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, I really dare not look directly at them.

The girl stammered: "I, I'm your fan...I want to take a photo with you."

Wuyou raised her lips slightly, "But I'm not Wuyou."

The girl blushed from his plausible smile, and felt that the person in front of her had missed a word. He must be explaining that she was not worry-free.

But yes, although he looks very similar to Wuyou, but his temperament is completely different. The temperament of the young man in front of him is more calm and calm, with an attractive sense of mystery.In fact, there are all kinds of pictures and texts on the Internet that prove that the young hero is Wuyou, but Wuyou's Weibo has not responded. Pictures and texts can be faked, and only the person concerned can be trusted.

"Oh, I, I... You are not worry-free, you are more beautiful than him, I like you." After chatting for a few words, the girl became more courageous.

"You don't even know who I am or what my character is. What do you like about me? This skin?" Wuyou continued to ask with a smile.

His facial features are thick and colorful, and his smile fades the desolation between his brows, like the wind blowing on his face in early spring.

The girl quickly blushed and explained: "No, I not only like your appearance, but also your interesting soul."

"I reflect on myself every day, and sometimes I can't see clearly whether I am a human or a ghost. You and I met once, and what you see is just the tip of the iceberg."

"I believe you are worthy of my liking, can I add you on WeChat? I will never bother you." The girl vowed.

It may be that Wuyou is an amateur, coupled with Wuyou's gentle and polite speech, which gave the girl more confidence and fantasy.

Worry-free shook his head lightly, "You have disturbed me just now."

"How can I..."

"Alley, mobile phone." The girl still wanted to defend herself, so Wuyou reminded her directly.

"If you add me on WeChat, I'll delete the one I just took." The girl began to bargain.

"It's useless to threaten me, and..." Wuyou paused, "It's illegal to take secret photos."

The bus is coming, worry-free queuing up to get on the bus.

The girl hesitated for a moment, but followed suit.

The bus in the morning rush hour is very crowded, and it is a hot day. Even with the air conditioner on, the crowded feeling is not good, especially when the car is still full of various odors.

Wuyou stood holding on to the armrest, and the girl squeezed beside him. Seeing that Wuyou didn't dodge or repel him, she peeked at him from the corner of her eye from time to time, and "accidentally" always leaned on Wuyou.

Worry-free eyes are always looking out of the window, motionless.

The girl's body leaned more and more, but no matter how she leaned, she still couldn't touch Wuyou's shoulder.

Passing through an intersection, the girl's body suddenly tensed up, and her cheeks turned red into apples.

"You..." She secretly looked at Wuyou who was close at hand, her heart was about to jump out, but Wuyou looked calm and composed.

It turned out to be a prude.

The girl's face was getting redder and she was biting her lower lip, showing a bit of complexity and shyness.

Worry-free shook his head, and grabbed the hand touching the girl's buttocks, "Girl, when you encounter such a thing, you must speak up bravely."

His voice was not too loud, and everyone around him heard it, and there was an uproar in the car.

The middle-aged man whose wrist was clamped screamed, "It's none of your fucking business! This woman obviously enjoys it..."

The girl turned her head and saw the obscene face of the middle-aged man, and remembered what she had just thought, she was immediately ashamed and indignant, and raised her hand to give him two slaps.

Enthusiastic people called the police, and the bus driver parked his car on the side of the road and waited for the police to arrive before opening the door.

The middle-aged man was taken away by the police, but the girl's emotions had not recovered, and she was so angry that she cried for a while.Enthusiastic passengers took turns to explain, and the girl stopped crying.

The episode passed quickly, the nearest bus stop was the subway entrance, Wuyou and the girl got off the bus.

The girl lowered her head, not daring to peek at Wuyou anymore.

Wuyou slightly pulled the corner of his lower lip almost invisible, and said with relief: "Look, the Wuyou you're looking for is everywhere, and they all have a warm heart willing to punish evil and promote good. You don't have to stick to this skin, The beauty of the soul is the real beauty.”

The girl raised her head in a daze, and the sunlight outlined the desolate and beautiful face in front of her, as if a god descended.

Wuyou smiled reassuringly at the girl, and strode towards the subway entrance.

"Ah, are you worry-free?"

"I met Wuyou!"

"Can I get an autograph?"

"Worriless, I want to take a picture with you."

"Worriless, I love you!"

……

I don't know who started it, a group of young men and women gathered around, excited like monkeys watching a zoo.Wuyou didn't pay attention to them at the beginning, but he was squeezed in by them in the blink of an eye. He suddenly remembered the soda powder he saw on TV last time.This group of passers-by was as crazy as those fans, if not worse.

No matter how calm Wuyou was, now he also felt a deep sense of helplessness.If he breaks through forcefully, he will inevitably push some people to the ground.

A black luxury car passed by the intersection, and the man in the car glanced out the window, inadvertently catching a familiar face surrounded by the crowd, the man frowned, and reminded the driver: "Keep on the side of the road ahead."

The man got out of the car and greeted the law enforcement traffic police.

Just as Wuyou was about to make a move, a few traffic policemen came over to help disperse the onlookers.However, there were too many onlookers, Wuyou was squeezed by them, and he didn't get out for a long time.

At this time, a pair of long arms stretched out, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him out of the crowd.

After Wuyou saw the person pulling him clearly, he couldn't help being stunned, "Young Master Fu?"

"Let's go." The other side looked cold and handsome, and only replied with a simple word.

"Thank you!" Wuyou came back to his senses, and was about to run, but he was still being pulled by the other party's wrist.

He looked at the person pulling him with some doubts, but saw Fu Junheng pulling him a few steps towards the black luxury car parked by the side of the road.

There were fanatical fans chasing after him. Fu Junheng opened the rear car door swiftly, almost "slamming" the other party in.

worry-free: ...

Fu Junheng got into the car, slammed the door, and the driver immediately started the car and left.

The cramped space in the car shortened the distance between the two of them, and Wuyou also smelled the faint scent of perfume on Fu Junheng's body from a distance, like the fragrance of grass and trees.

It smells pretty good.

"According to this, this is the second time that Young Master Fu has saved me from a siege. Wuyou is extremely grateful."

His approach to the conversation was frank and frank, without any twitching. This sentence of thanks was not too enthusiastic, but it was not without sincerity.

Fu Junheng looked indifferent, and held Wuyou's left hand slightly, "You don't need to thank me, where are you going?"

"Go to Director Kang to sign the contract. Find a convenient place to stop. I'll take a taxi there."

"No, I just happened to be looking for Kang Jingwu too." Fu Junheng signaled the driver to go to the high-tech zone.

There was a brief silence in the car, but Wuyou didn't feel uncomfortable, and still had a calm expression.

"Why are you still taking the bus?" Fu Junheng asked.

"The subway is also very fast, but I didn't expect that Wuyou didn't know the world, but the world knew Wuyou. There are so many people who are famous." His voice was cold, but what he said was a bit dark and humorous.

He is also very good at putting gold on his face.

The corners of Fu Junheng's lips curled up, "I'd better take a taxi as much as possible to go out in the future."

"Well, their enthusiasm is only three-point enthusiasm, and it will fade after a while."

Seeing that he was calm, Fu Junheng couldn't help being more curious: "Wouldn't it be better to be liked by more people?"

"Love can beget desire, lust begets ignorance, ignorance begets greed, greed begets anger, anger begets resentment, resentment begets hatred, hate begets evil, Wuyou just wants to keep original intention and freedom."

His voice was cold and clear, and he was very straightforward and sober, as if nothing in the world could restrain him.

"Do you like Buddhism very much?"

"I know a little bit."

Fu Junheng glanced at him indifferently, maybe it was more than one or two.

"Then why do you want to enter the entertainment industry? With your ability, you can go to better and farther places."

"Worry-free, follow the fate and be at peace with the situation, life now is also a kind of adventure."

Fu Junheng found it funny, "Including eating steamed buns by the side of the road?"

Wuyou was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Young Master Fu will know if you try it."

Fu Junheng: ...

The driver sitting in the front row: What kind of fierce conversation is this?

The road in the morning rush hour was very congested, and an hour had passed by the time we arrived at the high-tech zone.

Wuyou got out of the car first, and the driver asked, "Boss Fu, are you going back to the company next?"

Fu Junheng: "Well, you go back to the company to get the materials first."

After giving the order, he got out of the car.

Seeing Fu Junheng and Wuyou coming together, Kang Jingwu felt strange, approached Fu Junheng and whispered: "Young Master Fu, are you really afraid that I will treat him badly in terms of the contract?"

After signing a contract, he even came with him.

Fu Junheng squinted at him without changing his expression, "I'll take a look at the progress of the project."

Kang Jingwu had an expression that I understood, "The father of the funder is really caring this time, and he condescended to guide the work."

Fu Junheng: ...

Wuyou, who has sharp eyes and ears, listened to their whispers verbatim, and at the same time was a little puzzled in his heart, what special relationship did Fu Shao have with him?

However, he has always been open-minded, so he didn't get entangled if he couldn't figure it out. If there is a destiny, he will know one day.

The contract was negotiated very smoothly, and he was very satisfied with Kang Jingwu's remuneration, but he had to stay on the set during the filming period, he could not interfere with the filming, he could not leave at will, and he had to sign a non-disclosure agreement.But these rules and regulations are nothing to Wuyou, and he has no other work schedules, and these treaties solve his current troubles in a sense.

After the scene at the subway entrance today, he also felt that it would be better not to walk around casually in the near future.

After signing the contract and paying the advance payment, it was almost noon, so Kang Jingwu asked Wuyou to have dinner together.

Wuyou's kindness is hard to turn down, it just so happened that Kang Jingwu and Fu Junheng also helped him, and the contract was signed today, Wuyou said: "You have helped me a lot, so let me treat you to this meal!"

"Okay, Lan Xiu will come over too, let's get to know each other and make friends." Kang Jingwu readily agreed.

A few people drove to a house with a sense of age. Compared with a restaurant, it looked more like the mansion of an ancient rich family.Inside, there are pavilions, terraces and pavilions, and nine winding corridors, which are very ancient.

Such a mansion would be considered a wealthy family even in ancient times. In this modern big city where every inch of land is expensive, the consumption level of such an occasion is probably extraordinary.

Wuyou silently recited a Sutra for the money he had just arrived in the account.

Lan Xiu was already waiting for them in the private room, seeing Wuyou, Lan Xiu said meanly: "Yo, so it's the hero Wuyou!"

The corners of Wuyou's lips raised slightly, "I dare not be a hero."

"The master?"

Wuyou said: "The name is just a title, if Lan Shao likes it, it doesn't matter if he is called a holy monk."

"Hahaha..." Lan Xiu was amused, "Then there are many goblins who want to eat the meat of an eminent monk, right? Young Master Fu."

Fu Junheng: ...

The waiter brought the menu, and Lan Xiu ordered a large table of delicacies from mountains and seas, and then asked Wuyou, "Do you drink white wine or red wine?"

Wuyou: "I don't drink."

"The wine and plum wine here are not bad. They are made from the fruits picked in their own mountain village. The alcohol content is not high, which is similar to fruit wine. You can't get drunk." Lan Xiu explained again.

"Drink it!" Wuyou remained unmoved.

"Afraid that we will drug you like that Lord of the Flies?" Lan Xiu raised her eyebrows.

Wuyou chuckled and shook his head, "If I didn't trust you, I wouldn't have this meal."

"Is Xiaoyou not allowed to drink alcohol?" Kang Jingwu was also a little curious.

Wuyou said: "Monks do not drink alcohol in their practice."

Lan Xiu was taken aback for a moment, and then burst into laughter, "Are you really addicted to acting? Then besides quitting alcohol, what else do you want to quit?"

"Quit meat."

"Then we order so many meat dishes, what will you do later?" Lan Xiu asked disapprovingly.

"There are also porridge, vegetarian dishes and steamed buns."

"Okay, then watch us eat for a while."

Lan Xiu thought that Wuyou was talking nonsense, but she didn't expect that Wuyou really didn't eat meat after she moved her chopsticks.

"Hey, don't you? You really don't eat meat?" Lan Xiu was surprised, "I just joked with you."

Wuyou said with a sigh: "It turns out that Young Master Lan is full of lies, so Wuyou doesn't lie."

Lan Xiu: ...

Kang Jingwu could hardly hold back his laughter, only Fu Junheng's reaction was a little calmer.

"Then do you abstain from sex?" Lan Xiu asked unbelievingly.

Fu Junheng also raised his eyes to look at Wuyou, but saw that the other person's eyes were clear, and he couldn't see any impurities. He had a supernatural temperament in his bones, calm and self-sufficient.

But the more worry-free he is, the more mysterious and conquering he feels.

I want to tear off his outer camouflage and see if the inside is really as unbreakable as his mouth says...