Good Man Operation Guide

"Don't get excited yet." Lin Shiheng slapped Chen Hao, who was roaring and furious, and forced him to sit on the chair. "Don't worry, I have integrity." Chen Hao stared at him sinisterly, holding the phone with his wife's photo tightly: "Bullshit, how could I not know that you still have integrity." "I tell you, brotherhood is brotherhood, don't think about doing anything to my wife, she is mine! Mine!!" Unlike Chen Hao, who was so excited that he seemed to jump up and fight him to the death, Lin Shiheng's expression was still calm except for a little melancholy. He sat on the sofa, his demeanor was still as elegant and beautiful as before, and his slender hands grabbed the teapot and poured another cup of tea for Chen Hao. "Drink some tea to calm down." "Don't be so irritable all the time. The liver is responsible for venting. Being angry hurts the liver and then hurts the body, so..." "Stop!" Chen Hao's mind was full of blah blah again. He couldn't stand it and stretched out his hand to make a stop gesture. "Can you speak normally?" Lin Shiheng smiled a little embarrassedly, "I just went to the Chinese medicine forum after ordering takeout, intending to learn some medical skills. That's how they talk over there, so I was led there." "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, I can translate it for you. What this sentence means is that getting angry will hurt the liver, and hurting the liver is about the same as hurting the body. Don't always get angry, be calm, like me." "Keep a stable mentality, so that your fragile liver can be calm, and your body will be good, do you understand?" Chen Hao stared at him and gritted his teeth. "You are the one who covets my wife, not me. Of course you can be calm! I tell you, Lin Shiheng, if you dare to have any thoughts about my wife, we are no longer brothers!!"

"Hurry up and take medicine for treatment!"

"Look at you, always so excited."

The man in hospital gown calmly pushed the teacup in front of him again, "You also know that I was influenced by Yi Qing."

"I know you were influenced, so I didn't punch you directly. Hurry up and treat your illness. Don't be a third party, I tell you!"

Lin Shiheng stretched out his hand and pressed it down, making a soothing gesture.

"In the drama, Yi Qing's wife is Ren Qiaoqiao, but in reality, Yi Qing is me, and I am Yi Qing. My wife and I have been together for 30 years and have never had a quarrel. You and Ren Qiaoqiao have only been married for a few years. Whether it is calculated from the time or the long-term acquaintance, you are the third party."

Chen Hao: "??? This is just a TV series! Even if you are really Yi Qing now, the one you have been with for 30 years is just Mrs. Yi played by Qiaoqiao. What does she have to do with her!"

The person sitting opposite smiled with satisfaction: "Yes, I only like Mrs. Yi, what does it have to do with Qiaoqiao."

"Is Mrs. Yi your wife?"

Chen Hao's brain was a little insufficient, and he answered incomprehensibly: "No, but Qiaoqiao is the actor of Mrs. Yi..."

"You see, it's like this."

Lin Shiheng said slowly: "I have feelings for Yi Qing, so in my eyes, my wife and I have been together for 30 years. During these 30 years, you were still the loyal dog of the heroine next door, and my wife It has nothing to do with her." Chen Hao finally understood and immediately glared at his friend: "My Qiaoqiao has nothing to do with you!" "It's not that Qiaoqiao has nothing to do with me, it's that Qiaoqiao has nothing to do with Madam Yi." Lin Shiheng patiently continued: "Let me sort it out for you. I am Yi Qing, Qiaoqiao is your wife, and Madam Yi is my wife, so I am looking at the photo and missing my wife now, what does it have to do with your wife?" "In other words, you obviously have Qiaoqiao as your wife, but you still covet my good brother's wife. Let's not talk about not playing with a friend's wife, just say that you are fickle, unfaithful, unrighteous, can you live with your conscience?" Chen Hao: "..." "Look, you can't say anything. In fact, you don't have to blame yourself for yelling at me just now. We have been friends for so long, and I also know that you are impulsive and like to get angry. It's okay, I forgive you." As he said, the good-looking man in hospital gown, who seemed to be shining in the sun, stretched out his slender jade-white hand. "Now, can you give my wife back to me?"

***

Ren Qiaoqiao was thinking about whether she should go in to see what happened inside, when she saw the door open and her husband walked out with his head down like a defeated rooster.

"What's wrong? Did you have a fight with Shi Heng?"

She quickly pulled Chen Hao over and hugged him like a child, "The last time I saw you like this was because you failed the audition. What happened to give you such a big blow?"

After Chen Hao hugged his wife, he couldn't hold back his emotions and rubbed her shoulders like a big dog complaining to its owner.

"He's too much!!"

"But I can't convince him..."

Ren Qiaoqiao coaxed her husband for a long time before coaxing him to tell her what happened just now. After listening, she felt both amused and confused.

What the hell is going on.

"Don't worry, since he told you directly, he must know what to do. He was probably teasing you just now."

"He even looked at your photos!"

"I debuted as a child star, and I have countless male fans. Many people grew up watching my photos, and he is not a big deal."

Chen Hao still felt that he was stupid enough to return the phone to Lin Shiheng just now.

"No, I still have to be careful and not let this kid come into contact with you alone."

Ren Qiaoqiao still thought it was nothing, but she didn't mind avoiding Lin Shiheng in order to reassure her husband.

"Okay, okay, I'll avoid him."

"Don't worry. Generally, the situation of being in a character and being unable to get out rarely lasts your whole life. After all, it's normal for you to look at the character on TV. During filming, one shot is shot many times, and you can't get out again. Where to go, and what he just said to you clearly separated me from Mrs. Yi. In his eyes, maybe I just look the same as his wife. "

Chen Hao hummed and hugged his wife tightly.

"No matter, you are my wife anyway, and I will never let him come into contact with you, not even my brother."

Ren Qiaoqiao's eyes were soft and she rubbed her husband's head.

"Okay, I won't touch him until he slowly returns to normal."

However, even after the TV series was completely released, Lin Shiheng still did not feel normal.

In addition to not letting him have contact with his wife, Chen Hao's attitude towards his friends has also returned to the original caring attitude.

Every time before facing Lin Shiheng, he would brainwash himself.

This is a mental patient, a mental patient, and a patient...

However, there is a saying that there is only one step between mental illness and genius.

Chen Hao deeply realized this at this moment.

Lin Shiheng really started to practice swordsmanship. I don't know what method he used. He even invited a famous swordsman in China. After he was discharged from the hospital, he studied hard every day.

How does that sentence go? Get up earlier than a chicken, work more than a cow, and sleep later than a dog.

He didn't go to bed late, but he did get up early and did a lot.

Because he had no foundation and was an adult, Lin Shiheng had to pay a lot more than ordinary people if he wanted to practice swordsmanship well.

First of all, he had to practice his basic skills well. Every time Chen Hao went to see him, he could see bruises on this boy's originally fair body, and sometimes even on his face.

At first, Chen Hao suspected that the swordsmanship master was too ruthless. It wasn't until he discovered that Lin Shiheng had driven a stake in the backyard and stood on it to practice every day that he discovered that this was the one who was really ruthless.

The stakes are very high, and each one is round and no bigger than a foot. If you step on them accidentally, you will fall down. However, Lin Shiheng still practices on them in a whimsical way.

Every time he sees such a tragic scene, Chen Hao feels deep sympathy for his brother.

Give up bro.

Even if you practice for a hundred years, you still won't be able to fly around like in the show.

Fortunately, although he can't fly around, practicing non-stop every day still makes Lin Shiheng a little lighter.

Although it can't fly to the branches at once, it can climb up the tree at once.

Overall, it's still very good.

It's just that every time I see my brother diligently practicing swordsmanship that is useless in modern times, I still get black lines on my face.

"Brother, I know you have merged with Yi Qing now, but this is modern society, what's the use of practicing these things?"

Lin Shiheng put away his sword and played a beautiful sword show in front of him. Because he had just exercised, there was sweat on his forehead, his face was slightly red, and his eyes were very dark.

"To protect the people you want to protect."

Chen Hao licked his ears when he heard that this was almost a must-have line for male protagonists in major TV series.

"Who are you protecting? Then just hire a few bodyguards."

"A bodyguard is an outsider, it's better to do it yourself."

The man dressed in white put his sword back into its scabbard with a serious look on his face: "Of course my wife has to protect her by herself."

Chen Hao: "...Wait a minute, what do you mean by wife?"

Lin Shiheng took out the photo.

Chen Hao: "..."

"You te:'mu:'d-i who asked you to carry a photo of my wife with you!!"

Lin Shiheng glanced at him with disgust.

"How many times have I told you, this is not your wife, she is my wife."

"Even my wife can't tell what it is like to be an upright man."

Chen Hao has long been accustomed to this kid being quite normal, but when the topic of your wife and my wife comes up, he automatically becomes Yi Qing.

Fortunately, he came prepared, and he would never be bypassed this time.

Looking at his friend in front of him, Chen Hao sneered: "Okay, let me ask you, what is your wife's name?"

Lin Shiheng did not hesitate: "Mrs. Yi."

"I mean, what is her last name, what is her name, how old is she, is there any birthmark on her body, and if so, where is it?"

This time Lin Shiheng couldn't answer.

Yi Qing is the male number three, and his wife is the female number n. Everyone calls her Mrs. Yi, and Yi Qing calls her Madam. Because she doesn't appear much, the screenwriter probably doesn't bother to set up a detailed character, so she only has the title of Mrs. Yi. , As for birthmarks and other things, during the filming, she was wearing Chinese clothes even when sleeping in bed. Lin Shiheng had never seen it, so of course he would not know.

Seeing that he couldn't answer, Chen Hao finally felt relieved that he had the upper hand in the round. He stepped forward and patted his brother's shoulder sympathetically.

"Brother, don't give up on treatment. Your illness will be cured soon."

"I understand what it feels like to fall in love with a paper person. Just wait until you find someone you really like."

Lin Shiheng's expression was slightly doubtful. He was immersed in Yi Qing's emotions and couldn't help himself. He frowned and looked down at the photo: "I have been with her for thirty years, and I don't even know what her name is or what birthmark she has... …”

"I know."

Chen Hao whistled loudly: "She has a small love tattoo on her arm, the same style as mine, a symbol of love."

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and showed Lin Shiheng a proud look on his face.

Lin Shiheng watched this scene silently.

"You have actually seen my wife's body."

Chen Hao: "???"

Lin Shiheng drew his sword.

"Beasts!!"

Chen Hao, who gradually began to feel something was wrong: "No, wait, brother, you are crazy again, I am talking about Qiaoqiao! Ren Qiaoqiao! It's not your wife, it's my wife!"

“It’s a little heart on my wife’s arm!!”

Lin Shiheng's eyes became more and more contemptuous.

"You actually told me, a foreign man, about the birthmark on your wife's body."

"Not as good as a beast!"

"Look at the sword——"

Chen Hao: "..."

He'd better run away.