Save the villain and become the villain [Quick Wear]

To be Ren Yi's good friend, you have to have some talent. You don't have to have a high IQ, but you must have a high EQ and be able to read people's expressions.

In other words, they were called here to perform for Master Ren. The performance had to be lively but not noisy so that he wouldn't get bored. The handsome men and beautiful women who were called had to be instructed in advance to avoid dragging them into misfortune.

Ren Yi was smoking a cigar while watching a man and a woman pole dancing. In the dim light, he looked at a male waiter and felt that his eyes looked a bit like someone.

The smoke rolled around in his mouth, and when he exhaled, he pinched the cigar and pointed at the waiter: "Go, kick the door in from outside."

The ten lucky ones were stunned, not understanding what he was doing.

Xiao Pan and the others recalled the broken door of the bathroom on the second floor the night before their business trip, and their expressions became a little subtle for a moment.

A second-generation rich man saw the waiter who was called was stunned, kicked him and scolded him: "Didn't you hear what our second master said? Hurry up."

The male waiter's face turned pale, and he hurried out, left the door ajar, took a deep breath, and kicked lightly.

"Too light, kick hard."

The male waiter had no choice but to go out again and use more force.

"Kick hard."

The ten lucky ones quieted down, looked at the tall and strong waiter who was about to cry, and then looked at Ren Yi, wondering what on earth he was trying to do.

The fifth time, the waiter was so scared that he was shaking all over. He kicked the door loudly, but when he came in, his legs went weak and he fell to his knees.

Ren Yi felt bored and waved his hand. Someone pulled the waiter out and replaced him with another one.

One of the lucky ones asked tentatively, "Second Master, do you think there is any deeper meaning behind kicking the door?"

Ren Yi's dark eyes turned slightly, and he raised his chin slightly towards him: "Go and kick it."

The man's face immediately fell: "Second Master, can you at least tell me what you want to see?"

"Just kick it any way you want."

Xiao Pan was a little worried that it would be his turn soon, so he secretly took out his cell phone and asked for help outside the venue.

002 has been keeping an eye on Ren Yi's situation. When Qi Yang received the news and glanced at it, he couldn't help but start to wonder.

"This is Ren Yi's XP?"

Something feels weird.

Qi Yang sent Xiao Pan a Q version of his own cheering emoticon pack.

Xiao Pan: [crying loudly.jpg]

Ren Yi really asked everyone to kick the door one by one. No emotion could be seen on his face, but he was obviously not in a good mood. Just when the ten lucky people were thinking about how to make him happy, he left.

After returning, he called Xiao Pan and Xiao Yan and asked them to fulfill their duties as life assistants and take care of him while he took a bath.

These were all written into the contract at the beginning, but Ren Yi had never asked for it. The two looked at each other, both a little confused, but did not ask too many questions. They cooperated to serve him well until they sent him to the bed.

The two were finally able to go home.

Ren Yi turned on his phone, connected the speaker to the Bluetooth, and randomly found some light music to play.

He lay on the bed with his eyes closed. After a long time, he raised his hand to cover his forehead. He took out his mobile phone to check the time, sighed softly, and resignedly found the audio file that Xiao Pan had sent him before. When he was about to play it, he remembered a name he had seen in the live broadcast room some time ago, Shen Xu.

I heard the sound is pretty good too.

He skipped the assistant and contacted an individual, and about ten minutes later, the other party sent him an audio clip.

Ren Yi looked at the face on the phone thoughtfully.

Shen Xu...

Seems a bit like the one Ren Xingchen likes.

After a while, he clicked on the audio, tried to listen for a while, and then gave up.

After listening to good ones, listening to this is simply polluting the ears.

Ren Yi started to think about how long he would keep someone as his supporter, and gradually fell asleep to the song.

Maybe I was thinking too much, there was a "ding ding dong dong" sound of knocking on a water cup in the audio. When the sky changed color in the dream, what appeared in front of me was a pair of hands full of scratches.

The hands were sometimes wearing diamond rings, and sometimes tapping on a water glass. The sounds of screaming in pain and singing overlapped with each other, making him feel a strong sense of disconnection, and his dream was shaky.

There seemed to be a light "tsk" from behind, and a hand pressed on the back of his head. A clear and pleasant voice rang in his ears: "Have a good dream, really."

The scene flashed before his eyes, and little Ren Yi saw his elder brother and sister-in-law, each holding a swaddle, sitting in the living room and greeting him. When he was cheering and preparing to run over, the door in front of him slowly closed.

It was a short distance, but he couldn't reach it no matter what.

They looked at him and smiled gently: "Little brother/Xiaoyi, you are our pride, you will always be the best, the Ren family will rely on you in the future."

Doors closed heavily in front of him, and time and space changed rapidly, pulling into blurred light and shadow, until the last door, which was familiar, with a piece of frosted glass in the middle.

Someone suddenly kicked it open.

The shadow fell, and the person who came covered up his weakness and embarrassment, but also tore off his extra layer of cover.

Ren Yi raised his hand to block out the glaring light from the sky, and his dead heart suddenly beat.

……

After going back home, Qi Yang felt that his headache was more overwhelming than dealing with ten Ren Eryes.

On Grandpa Jiang's birthday, all the aunts and uncles gathered together. Some of the younger generation remembered the "Number One Under Heaven" who was popular some time ago, and thought he looked a bit like "Jiang Shi". When they saw that he had long hair tied in small buns, they asked questions again and again.

Qi Yang agreed frankly, and was asked all sorts of questions by them. Sometimes they asked him if someone wanted him to act in a movie, and told him not to forget each other when he became rich and powerful. Sometimes they asked him when he learned calligraphy, but he answered all the questions perfunctorily.

We are all busy on weekdays, and because of job changes at both families, we are not in the same city. Except for some holidays, it is basically difficult for us to get together.

Given the personalities of Jiang's father and mother, they would never specifically tell their friends on social media what their son has learned - they themselves don't really know what their son has learned or what level he has reached.

So now basically whatever Qi Yang says goes.

My cousin seemed to be hesitant to speak, and I wonder if he wanted to talk about the last time I stopped him from participating in "Chasing Dreams".

Someone else was looking for trouble and asked Qi Yang to play the drums to liven up the atmosphere. He glanced at Grandpa Jiang and said that he hadn't practiced for a long time and had forgotten it.

He barely managed to get through this chaotic day, and he felt his sleep-deprived mind getting even more fuzzy.

He didn't bring much stuff home, and he didn't take much with him when he left. He stayed at home for one night, and in the morning after his father and mother went to work, he took a taxi to the airport.

After leaving the airport, Qi Yang saw familiar people and familiar scenes. He almost wanted to check what month and date it was, and whether time had gone back.