Me and the villain are the best [Quick Transmigration]

29Chapter 29

"I mean..." subconsciously wanted to explain, but Jiang Yang found that he couldn't say the words "don't like" and "don't love" at all.

It is said that poverty, coughing, and love are the three things that cannot be hidden in this world. It is the truth. No matter how eloquent he is, how long can he hide this feeling?

So Jiang Yang paused for a second, and then turned a corner when the words reached his mouth: "I mean, Ning Ran, I like you very much."

"It's not the kind of love that fans have for idols, but the kind of feeling that they want to spend a lifetime with you."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yang would really show his cards like this. Lin Guo, who was planning to hear what excuses the other party had, was taken aback for a moment, and then put away his leisurely posture of enjoying the show in a leisurely manner.

Seeing the young man opening his mouth as if he was about to say something, Jiang Yang, who was afraid of hearing rejection, immediately raised his hand and made a "stop" movement with a huge gesture.

"I just can't hide my thoughts, I don't want you to respond," Jiang Yang glanced around guiltily, then changed the subject, "I have a solution for Xu Sinian's matter."

Lin Guo, who was planning to find a reason to agree to give the other party a try: "...???" Remember, you don't want this.

"What way?" The voice spoke smoothly, and the young man's tone was as natural as if he hadn't been affected by his confession at all. Jiang Yang couldn't help but feel lost while he was relieved.

"Stand still, let the other party taste the sweetness first." Putting down the little disappointment in their hearts, Jiang Yang and Lin Guo made exactly the same choice, "Greed is a monster that can't be fed, if Xu Sinian really knows everything about you , he will never stop there."

"There is no turning back when the bow is opened. The first song he produced is such a good work. The next song he sings must not be worse than this one. As long as he still wants to be popular, he will definitely use his trump card."

"Brother Ning, do you have other manuscripts of songs in your hand?" Jiang Yang turned his head to look at Lin Guo, and Jiang Yang's eyes became dark again, "I want the ones that haven't been published."

"Yes." Almost guessing Jiang Yang's next plan, Lin Guo gave an affirmative response, "Almost three more."

Those were all the songs that the original owner had written for the past, but because he was afraid that people would reveal the memories that he didn't want to look back, the original owner put them all at the bottom of the box.

If it weren't for the release of "Thinking", several songs with similar styles are required to make up an EP, and the original owner would not have let them appear in front of people in the previous life.

"Identify the handwriting, and then record a video to prove the date, or submit these songs to the company privately," Jiang Yang pursed his lips into a line, and Jiang Yang looked serious as if he was assigned to Lin Guo's exclusive manager, "The rest, Brother Ning Just leave it to me."

"It won't work." Hearing Jiang Yang's so-called method, the young man even smiled coldly, "Jiang Yang, they won't believe it."

In this circle of entertaining to death, how many people really take the pain of the original owner seriously.

Of course I know not.

The answer clearly popped up in his mind, but Jiang Yang didn't break the point.

Even if it can be proved that the next few songs were written by the male god first, they don't have any ironclad evidence that Xu Sinian plagiarized. Apart from using some shady tricks, this matter is almost unsolvable on the surface.

For ordinary people, Xu Sinian's mysterious cheating is really too big.

Therefore, in order to allow the two sides to stand on a fairer starting point, Jiang Yang did not intend to just use the conventional plan foolishly.

But he didn't want Brother Ning to know this. On the one hand, he didn't want to scare the other party with the dark part of his character, and on the other hand, he didn't want the male god to feel hopeless about the world.

It may not be obvious, but Brother Ning's contact with the crowd has become smaller and smaller. Now even Wang Jingli is excluded from the circle of trust of young people. Jiang Yang's intuition is crazily hinting at the state of the other party at this time wrong.

Therefore, no matter how many games and fights there are in private, on the surface Jiang Yang wants to paint a peaceful scene of singing and dancing for the other party.

Lin Guo, who was asking in his mind whether the evidence of Zero Eleven had been completed, had no idea that his sudden visit would make the other party make up such a big drama. Before Jiang Yang could answer, he raised his head and looked at the other party as if asking.

"Trust me once." Reminiscent of the gossip he heard from the crew before, Jiang Yang pressed the fingertips of the other party, "Don't think about it, I will take you to skip work and go out to play."

It's been a long time since no one came to him, so there must have been no major problems in the scene just now.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a "knock knock" knock at the door.

Jiang Yang, who was thinking about where to kidnap the male god: "..."

The door opened, and Xu Fan, who was carrying two cups of milk tea, looked at his own artist whose eyes were so dark that they were about to drip water in puzzlement: "...What's wrong?"

Could it be that his son was dumped by God Ning while he was buying a milk tea?

"It's okay." Seeing that Xu Fan didn't talk about filming, Jiang Yang's expression brightened for a second, "Thank you Brother Xu for the milk tea, I'll take Brother Ning out first."

"Just run away after one pass, thanks to Director Zheng who praised you like a flower." Knowing that he couldn't stop the other party, Xu Fan simply didn't do any useless work, "Where are you going? Shall I drive you?"

"No, I'll just change the car with you." After sharing a cup of milk tea with Lin Guo, Jiang Yang naturally led him into his hands through his sleeve. Xu Fan, who had been single for a long time, stepped sideways to make way, feeling inexplicably hurt. [-] crit hits.

Look at this cautious appearance, should he prepare the draft of "Jiang Yang coming out" in advance?

Shaking his head to shake off the unreliable associations in his mind, Xu Fan threw the keys to the other party and at the same time told him worriedly: "There is a hat and sunglasses in the car, don't forget to bring them!"

He waved the milk tea in his hand to show that he knew, and the young man who led the male god back didn't even turn his head.

I really hope that these two ancestors will toss lightly. Seeing #宁然探队江扬#, which is climbing up a little bit on the hot search list, Xu Fan closes the door of the dressing room in a bad mood.

Conscience of heaven and earth, how did his family's sesame stuffed erha get Ning Ran's eyes?

Is it by two again?

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Sitting in the co-pilot holding a milk tea that was almost finished, Lin Guo squinted at the passing scenery one by one outside the window. After saying that he could go anywhere, the other party turned off the navigation and drove on the road familiarly.

After driving for a long time, Lin Guo reckoned that he had almost left the urban area, because it was not a highway, Jiang Yang's speed was not fast, and he could even enjoy the scenery along the way.

There were no cars or people on the road, seeing the male god being abducted by him without any panic, Jiang Yang couldn't help but tease: "Just follow me like this, brother Ning is not afraid of any accidents."

Lazily raising his eyelids to glance at the other party, Linguo let go of the straw he was biting on: "What could happen?"

If it is really possible to set up a fight regardless of people, whoever wins or loses is still two things.

[A goblin fight is also a fight, can you stop thinking about fists every day? ] As soon as Zero Eleven came back after reading a novel, he caught the emotionless thoughts of his host, [The original owner is Zhan Wuscum, my little fruit, you don’t want ooc. ]

[Please call me Daguo, and next time, read less of the little H articles. ]

[What's the matter with Xiao H, I can't read it if I can't do it? ] Humming, Zero Eleven retorted confidently, [Don't blame me for not reminding you, your Jiang Yang is secretly running a trumpet to hang out under Datongrenwen on Tieba. ]

[Currently, the standards of certain fan-humanities... Huh, you just wait to ask me for the chrysanthemum spirit. ]

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yang would use a trumpet to leave a comment for the big fans of the same humanities. Lin Guo rolled his eyes and gave him a meaningful look.

When Jiang Yang was hooked by the slender eye ends of his male god, Jiang Yang was so excited that he almost stepped on the brakes and silently recited a few words of Qingjing Sutra that he had memorized so well these days. Arrived at the destination with Linguo.

It was the foot of a beautiful hill, and the mountain road with almost no artificial traces stretched upwards in a winding way, and finally disappeared in a piece of green vegetation.

"This is the ancestral property of the family," Jiang Yang quickly explained, as if he was afraid that the young people would misunderstand that it was a scenic spot, "There are no people, so there will be no noise."

"There is no sea in City Z, so I come here when I'm in a bad mood."

The mountain road was a bit steep, and the car couldn't drive up smoothly. I found a bottle of toilet water from somewhere. Jiang Yang pressed the nozzle and sprayed it a few times on the places where the fruit was easy to be bitten.

"Is your home near here?" Lin Guo asked curiously, and let the scent of toilet water with a hint of mint smell on her body, "It's all here, why don't you go back and have a look?"

"Brother Ning, can't wait to go back with me to meet the parents?" Jiang Yang took out the things he bought earlier from the trunk, holding two big plastic bags in his hand and wrote lightly, "They passed away very early, All I was left with was a large sum of money."

"Sounds cool, unfettered rich second generation or something," Jiang Yang raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "It's a pity that I'm not a business material, I can only be a prodigal son who squanders my family property."

"My parents also passed away very early," Lin Guo consciously took a bag from the other party's hand, and walked up side by side with Jiang Yang, "They didn't leave me anything, so I agreed to the scout who scouted me to sing .”

The original owner seems to have nothing to do with the world, but when it comes to music, he has such an unyielding determination to admit defeat.

Talent is the most amazing but also the most unreliable thing. In order not to be inferior to those professional singers, the original owner who never went to high school did not know how much he taught himself in private.

It is because of this pure love that Ning Ran was able to be enshrined in the music scene without singing live.

"I knew I should go into business at the beginning," Jiang Yang made his heart clear, and he no longer hesitated to speak, "At that time, I was young, and I only wanted to do something that I liked and could get close to the male god. .”

"Isn't that good?" Lin Guo asked puzzledly, looking sideways at the young man.

Judging from what he saw on the set, the other party should really love acting.

"But it's not enough to protect you," Jiang Yang paused under the orange-red sunset and paused. "When you hugged me sadly over those remarks, I regretted it."

"Ning Ran, you are more important than my dreams."