Save the villain and become the villain [Quick Wear]

Amid the expectation of the crowd, Qi Yang rolled up his overly wide sleeves to his arms, and wrote down a majestic word with great flying strokes.

"poverty."

"..."

Ren Yi pinched his brows and said, "Can you be serious?"

Qi Yang wrote again.

"Overtime pay."

Ren Yi: “…Okay.”

Qi Yang was satisfied. He took a blank paper fan and wrote four words.

"I am the only one."

When Ren Yi saw him write the second word, he knew that this person was going to cause trouble. His eyelids twitched, but he did not stop him, because watching him write was indeed a pleasant thing.

Xiao Pan thought that he was having another episode of chuunibyou, so he held it back for the sake of face, but the staff nearby and some tourists who recognized him laughed out loud.

Qi Yang blew the ink dry, handed it to Ren Yi, and posed it for him.

"Don't move, don't move. I'll take a picture of you. You're so handsome. Really."

When Ren Yi held the fan, he felt it was hot. His fingers tightly grasped the fan ribs and his brows were furrowed.

Just when Xiao Pan and the others thought he was going to get angry, they saw that he finally kept a stern face and didn't even smash the fan directly on the head of the guy who repeatedly offended them.

Someone nearby was eager to take a photo, but was blocked from the camera by four bodyguards and two assistants.

Qi Yang took several photos and gave a thumbs up: "This wave of murderous aura is well coordinated, boss, be a little more arrogant."

Ren Yi simply let Xiao Pan push him away.

Qi Yang smiled, put away his phone, asked for the two calligraphy pieces in front, and ran out while rolling up the scroll. When he looked up, he bumped into someone and quickly apologized.

The other person rubbed his shoulders and mumbled something, and when he saw him, his eyes lit up: "The best handsome boy in the world."

Qi Yang: “?”

"I've been looking for you for a long time. I'm the assistant director of the Meteor Sword crew. You can just call me Lao Sun. This is my business card. Are you interested in experiencing what it's like to be a young knight?"

Qi Yang was slightly stunned: "Meteor Sword?"

Not impressed.

"Yes, there is a role for which we haven't found the right person until two days ago..."

"Xiao Jiang, why didn't you catch up? Who is this?"

Xiao Pan looked at Lao Sun in confusion.

The two looked at each other, Qi Yang took a few steps towards Xiao Pan and took the initiative to explain: "He wanted to film with me."

Xiao Pan and Qi Yang stood together, looked at Old Sun, and asked, "Who is your director? Who is the screenwriter?"

Old Sun caught sight of the person in the wheelchair behind him and was stunned for a moment, but was intimidated by his aura and did not dare to step forward and hand over his business card.

He reported two names truthfully. Xiao Pan recalled and whispered to Qi Yang, "He shouldn't be a liar. The screenwriter is quite famous. Do you want to go?"

"School is about to start, and I have to go through military training and work part-time."

Old Sun said quickly, "It's an important role, but not a lot of scenes, and the filming hasn't started yet. You can wait until you finish your military training and play the role yourself. You can definitely do it on the weekend."

Qi Yang took the business card hesitantly: "Let me think about it."

"it is good."

Old Sun watched them leave, touched his head, and sent a message to the director, saying that he had found the person, but was unable to convince the other party.

Mainly because of the row of people behind the other party, he was a little scared and didn't dare to bother with them any more.

Ren Yi walked around again and when he finally said he wanted to go home, the scenic area had become visibly deserted, but the road outside was still bustling.

By the time they squeezed through the congested road and arrived at the hotel, the midnight bell in the hotel lobby rang on time.

Qi Yang slept for a while in the car. When the car stopped, he woke up and opened his eyes to meet Ren Yi's gaze.

He rubbed his eyes and checked if there was any eye boogers. Good, no.

He pulled up his mask to block the yawns he couldn't control, and his breathing became lazy.

"What are you looking at me for, Master?"

It was the first time that Ren Yi heard his accent. His pronunciation was a little unclear, and the sounds and tones were dragged out. Combined with his already excellent vocal conditions, it made people's ears feel numb as if they were electrocuted.

With the mask on, his eyes were particularly noticeable. His gaze was a little unfocused and misty, like black pearls soaked in water. He was wearing a Taoist robe, and looked like a young Taoist priest who had just come down the mountain and was ignorant of the world.

Ren Yi looked away, his voice as cold as ever: "It's time to get off the bus."

After washing up, Qi Yang was about to lie down on the sofa when Ren Yi stopped him: "Add me on WeChat and give me your bank card number."

Qi Yang took out his mobile phone and was about to scan the code, but the phone turned off in front of Ren Yi.

"I'll ask Xiao Pan for your number tomorrow. Go to bed first."

Ren Yi didn't say anything, connected his phone to the charger, and lay down.

"You want to act?"

Qi Yang turned around and sighed: "Second Master, are you really not sleepy at all?"

"The entertainment industry isn't a good place. You have a great voice and are suitable for the music industry."

"Second Master also wants to cross the border?"

Ren Yi shut up immediately.

Qi Yang chuckled and turned off all the lights in the bedroom.

"Good night, Master."

"Thank you."

Qi Yang paused and did not respond.

As the song gradually became louder, Ren Yi recalled the afternoon banquet and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

There is no good feast.

Ren Xingchen was actually there too.

When the others fell asleep, Qi Yang did not continue practicing. He sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding his chin with his hands, and smiled silently.

"It's rare that you would even say thank you."

002 immediately became alert: "After giving up the minimum living allowance, you are not going to treat his leg, are you?"

"What are you thinking? That's a medical miracle, okay?"

"I'm afraid you might break the rules on a whim."

"impossible."

"What if your heart suddenly stirs and you fall in love with him?"

"Don't set random flags for me. It costs money to have a relationship with a sponsor."

"…I don't believe it. Swear to me."

Qi Yang was annoyed with it again and unilaterally blocked its voice.

Making a vow is one thing, but it’s different from setting a flag, okay?

……

After completing the business trip, the group returned to Beijing.

Qi Yang went back to Ren Yi's house first. Just as he was about to start the live broadcast, his phone vibrated.

He looked at the friend request sent by [Ren Yi] and then remembered this matter, and clicked to accept it.

I didn't know if the other party was slacking off, but he immediately transferred some money to me with the note "overtime pay".

Qi Yang looked at the cute four zeros and asked 0 to make an emoticon on the spot.

: [Animated expression] Thank you, Master

Ren Yi looked at the Q-version figurine that looked extremely like a certain person, frowned quickly, and the corners of his lips slightly turned up, making more than a dozen senior executives in the conference room confused and puzzled for a moment.

No, when did President Ren ever slack off during a meeting?

You seem quite happy to be touched?