Quick Pass: Raiders That Man

The ingredients given by the program group were not rich, so after cleaning the stove, the two simply fried a dish and then ordered a noodle.

Feng Yun squatted to the door with the bowl in his hand, and beckoned Bai Yumo, who seemed to have nothing on earth, to also squat over, and the latter followed Feng Yun's instructions and squatted next to Feng Yun.

The two looked at the field in front of them, and the atmosphere was weird and harmonious for a while.

Feng Yun quickly finished eating, and he said, "If you just repair the car, you won't actually earn much money."

"Well, car repair is a fixed salary."

"Yeah, no amount of money will go anywhere. If we want to live well, we have to earn some extra money."

"What do you want to do?" Bai Yumo looked at Feng Yun with the noodles in his mouth.

Feng Yun said: "You can do whatever you want with the money...Why are you looking at me like that? I won't do any bad things."

"Then what do you want to do? We must not be free during the day."

"Do something you haven't done before, let's go to the Internet cafe at night."

Feng Yun blinked, reached out to take the bowl in Bai Yumo's hand, and asked, "Have you finished eating?"

"Well, I can't eat anymore." Bai Yumo propped up half of his cheeks, and looked at Feng Yun's Adam's apple that was sliding up and down due to swallowing food seriously and intently, "Why do you want to go to an Internet cafe?"

"Make money, stupid."

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Feng Yun looked at the pitch-black camera, which was also staring at him. The next second, he raised his hand to completely cover the camera.

"Ok?"

"Yeah." Bai Yumo also covered the other camera at the same time.

The bed was clean, Feng Yun lay down on it, sighed comfortably, and said with emotion: "Being a celebrity is really tiring, why did you choose this path back then."

"It's a lot of money." Bai Yumo pulled away the thin blanket and lay down beside Feng Yun.

He propped his body on his elbows, and wore an ordinary white short-sleeved sleeve, which made his waist and hips more prominent.

Feng Yun glanced at it, his eyes darkened, and he continued casually: "It's enough to earn more? Has no one invited you to dinner or drink?"

"Yes." Bai Yumo leaned closer to Feng Yun's ear and whispered, "There are still people who want to rule me."

Feng Yun put his arms around Bai Yumo's waist, and brought him into his arms, and quickly inserted his palms into his clothes.

His voice was flat, "Who wants to rule you unspoken?"

Bai Yumo thought for a while, named a few people, and then showed a worried and apprehensive expression on his face, "Are you angry? I didn't let them do anything to me. Really, I'm still..."

Feng Yun kissed him, and said helplessly: "Don't worry, first of all, I believe in you, and secondly, they are the ones who are wrong, not you, why should I suspect the victims of such things."

"Really...but actually, I've seen a lot of cases like this, and many people would say that the victims were not clean. I don't want you to think of me that way...I didn't even accept their invitation."

"I know, I believe in you." Feng Yun patted Bai Yumo's back and sighed, "This kind of thing will never happen in the future, I promise."

"Well...but you can only repair cars." Bai Yumo tried to put on the same expression as before, but the smile in his eyes couldn't be stopped.

Feng Yun also laughed, "I'm not only good at repairing cars, I'm also good at making you happy."

"Really……"

"Since you don't believe it so much, I'll give you some sweetness first." Feng Yun pressed his fingers slightly, and at the same time blocked Bai Yumo's exclamation that was about to overflow his lips.

"It's not called giving sweets...it's called taking advantage."

Bai Yumo's hair in front of his forehead was slightly messy, and his watery light brown eyes were slightly narrowed, looking particularly bullying.

His clothes were a little messy, and the hem of the clothes was rolled up, revealing half of his white waist. Although the faintly visible abdominal muscles could not be compared with Feng Yun's, they were already much better than most ordinary people.

"Taking advantage?" Feng Yun laughed, stretching out his hand to ravage Bai Yumo's lips, "Then you have to let me take advantage of it."

Bai Yumo looked at him, because he had a slight obsession with cleanliness, he hated others getting so close to him, and also hated those eyes full of desire on him.

But Feng Yun was different, even on the first day they met, he never felt any resistance in his heart.

Bai Yumo grabbed Feng Yun's hand on his lips, and placed that hand on his chest.

Through the thin clothes, Feng Yun could feel the beating heart there.

Bai Yumo looked into Feng Yun's slightly astonished eyes, and said seriously: "I want you to monopolize me."

Feng Yun's mind buzzed first, and then joy and excitement gushed out like a volcanic eruption.

Of course he will monopolize this person.

But the more excited he got, the calmer Feng Yun's mind became.

He can't have a deeper communication with Bai Yumo at this time, but it's always right to give each other a passionate kiss first.

There are few stars at night, the dim lights in the dilapidated hut have been completely extinguished, and there is a deserted field around, and the noise of the summer cicadas makes people disturbed and restless.

"Do you know what it was like when I saw you for the first time?" Feng Yun asked softly while patting the back of the person in his arms.

Bai Yumo closed his eyes and nestled in Feng Yun's arms. Even though he had only done the first few steps, he had no strength in his body. He didn't even open his eyes when he spoke, "How do you feel?"

"I really wanted to ask you directly if you wanted to be my wife, but you were so frightened that you hugged me and started crying. I really couldn't find a suitable opportunity."

"So...you fell in love with me at first sight?"

"Isn't it obvious? I was even worried about your safety. I followed your car all the way to the venue, and then sent you home at night."

Bai Yumo opened his eyes and muttered, "I thought you went back straight after you gave me the bag."

"No, if I hadn't followed you to the venue, how could I have found that place at night."

Seeing that he was too sleepy to keep his eyes open, Feng Yun simply said, "Good night, go to sleep, the car needs to be washed tomorrow."

"I don't believe you asked me to wash the car."

"Hehehe, go to sleep."

At around five o'clock the next day, Feng Yun opened his eyes. In the past, at this time, he would wash up and then go out for a run for half an hour.

Sometimes he also feels that this habit of his is a bit too incredible, and it is incredible that he can persist in it.

He gently pulled out his arm, but Bai Yumo still noticed this movement.

The latter stretched out his hand to grab it, Feng Yun immediately held that hand, then put it to his lips and kissed it.

"Uh...woke up so early?"

"Well, I'll go for a run, and you sleep for a while, and I'll be back in half an hour."

Bai Yumo nodded and fell asleep again.

Feng Yun helped him cover the quilt, then walked out of the room, stretched at the door, and warmed up with a little exercise.

The photographers not far away have started to get busy again.

Feng Yun squinted his eyes, and got the breakfast location from the director.

He ran over, and after completing a small test, he got the most luxurious breakfast, and then he exchanged this breakfast for ten yuan with an aunt who was going to buy breakfast.

Before the director team had time to stop it, they won the first pot of gold.

"What's the matter? Can't I exchange the rewards I got? Four buns, two porridge, two eggs... Ten yuan is very reasonable. I didn't ask for more, and the aunt was very happy."

On the way back, Feng Yun reasoned with the director, "The rules don't say that you can't make money."

The director didn't know what to say, so he could only sigh heavily, and asked, "Then what are you eating this morning?"

"There are still leftover ingredients from last night. Of course, it is healthier to cook by yourself."

"What are you going to do with the money?" the director asked again.

"Earn some extra money." After Feng Yun finished speaking, he walked back to the room quickly, and then shut the director out.

The director blinked, and then remembered that he had other things to do.

After Bai Yumo got up, he knocked on the door again, and said to the two people inside: "You...I just want to say, you should consider the post-editing, it's too intimate."

"It's fairly intimate, and we didn't kiss on the spot." Feng Yun frowned, and the unhappiness emanating from his body made the director subconsciously take half a step back.

Bai Yumo patted him, and smiled apologetically at the director, "I'm sorry, director, we must pay attention."

"Yeah, pay attention, pay attention." The director looked at Feng Yun again, feeling miserable.

Thinking about the sponsorship money, he suddenly felt at ease.

Alas, anyway, editing is a post-production matter, so let them have a headache if they want to.

"Okay, the next thing is our week-long work to earn living expenses. In these few days, everyone needs to work according to the requirements of the bosses during the day. At other times, you can think of other ways to make money. The salary is settled daily, and three meals are settled by yourself. .”

The owner of the car repair shop arranged for the program was a middle-aged man in his 50s. He looked at Feng Yun, then at Bai Yumo, and said with emotion, "Sure enough, all celebrities are good-looking."

"Yes uncle, I think so too." Feng Yun put his arms around Bai Yumo's shoulder and asked, "How does our factory calculate wages?"

"200 yuan per day for the two of you." The boss said a price that had been negotiated with the program group.

The salaries of the other two groups were similar.

So far, the leading film of "Our Distance" has been played.

After the frantic efforts of post-editers to shed hair and remove some voice dialogue that could not be broadcast, the perceptive audience still felt that something was wrong.

As an actor who has been working for several years, Bai Yumo's obsession with cleanliness is not a secret. Fans know it, as do black fans and passers-by who like him.

Just such a clean freak doesn't object to Feng Yun's getting too close at all, it seems obviously something is wrong.

Suddenly, the topic of the relationship between Bai Yumo and Feng Yun began to be discussed on the Internet.And soon, the personal information about Feng Yun was also completely picked up.

23 years old, orphan, dropped out of school in freshman year, couldn't be verified for two years, worked as an employee in a car repair shop two years later, and became famous until he appeared in a variety show.

Lin Lin looked at the identity information pulled out from the Internet. On the one hand, she felt the horror of the Internet age, and on the other hand, she thanked the person who picked up Feng Yun's work address.

She took a taxi and drove there, wanting to see if that person was still working there, but it should be impossible, since the address was picked up, it meant that many people must have run along.

Although invading personal privacy is not good, but for the sake of your idol, what is it?

Lin Lin paid the money and got out of the car. Looking at an auto repair shop not far away, she was slightly stunned. What's going on, it seemed that there were already many people there.

Feng Yun squatted next to the tire of a car, and tightened the last screw, "Okay, whose car is this, drive away."

"Me, my car."

A person squeezed in from the crowd, looking at Feng Yun with burning eyes, "Well, your phone number is..."

"What's the situation?" Lin Lin asked the people next to her while she tiptoed to look inside.

"We came to see what this Feng Yun looks like, and originally wanted him to stay away from our Xiaobai."

"Oh, that's my purpose too, so what? Why are you just standing here?"

"You go in and take a look."

Lin Lin felt dazed, she tried her best to squeeze into the crowd, and finally saw clearly, "Hiss... so damn handsome?"

"Yes, yes, I think so too!" The person next to him heard it and immediately agreed, "I had the same reaction as you at first, he is much more handsome than on TV."

"Hmm, suddenly I don't know how to scold."

"Me too! Not only do I not want to scold, but I also want to be a CP."

Feng Yun sighed, if he could hit someone, he would definitely.

But these people...are still underage, the world of stars is really scary.

He turned his head and looked at the maintenance shop. Fortunately, those guys were given a holiday today.

After closing the door of the repair shop, Feng Yun rode on his own motorcycle, and ran away if he couldn't handle it.

The road of becoming a star is indeed too difficult for him.

"Ding dong——" when the doorbell rang, Bai Yumo looked at the cat's eyes and opened the door.

"It's too scary. It's the first time I'm afraid of being surrounded by people." Feng Yun walked into the room, bent down and took away the orange petals in Bai Yumo's hand.

"I remind you not to go to work." Bai Yumo asked helplessly, "Do you still want to be a star?"

"Inappropriate, firmly inappropriate." Feng Yun shook his head, put his arms around Bai Yumo's waist and came to the sofa, "In just that one month, I felt like I was going crazy."

Feng Yun is not suitable to be a star because he doesn't like to be restrained.

"Didn't you say that you want to make more money? Didn't you say that you want my fans to accept you?"

"I'm falling in love with you, it has nothing to do with them." Feng Yun squeezed the space between his eyebrows, "As for the money, I can just type a code and get it done."

"But I really didn't expect you to be a hacker." Bai Yumo's tone was still in disbelief, even though he already knew about Feng Yun's real job when he went to the Internet cafe.

But when he thought of the dense code data on the computer, he still felt incredible.