Save the villain and become the villain [Quick Wear]

"Now, young master, do you recognize him?"

"If there was a prince in front of me, I would recognize him even if he was stripped of his bones and replaced with a new body."

"Even if you recognize him, he may not recognize you, so it's all in vain."

"If you are here with me, I would be willing to die in the underworld."

The characters in the play have ups and downs in emotions, which makes the audience feel emotional. Even those who don't understand the play can tell what's good or bad by intuition.

The director had been staring at the camera, but was unconsciously attracted by the opera singing. His eyes followed the stage until the scene ended, and he called "Cut" at the reminder of the assistant director next to him.

This person standing on the stage seemed to be the famous actor who had amazed the world.

After a scene ended and there was a short break, the director met the person coming down from the stage. Just as he was about to praise him, he saw the person holding up his clothes and running past him.

Ran away...

The director looked in the direction and noticed a group of people who had arrived from nowhere.

Mr. Ren always travels with a grand ceremony, and he always has a spotlight effect when he appears, but this time he didn't attract much attention.

The director laughed and shook his head, turning back to meet the sad eyes of the opera teacher he had invited. The latter came over and sighed, "If he were my student, I can't imagine how proud I would be."

"But he went to learn French." The director stabbed him in the back as he spoke.

The opera teacher was heartbroken.

The director patted her on the shoulder and added, "You're not the only one. An old friend of mine also likes his talent for composing music."

"What's so good about French? My Chinese is profound and extensive..."

"Ugh!"

Over there, Qi Yang ran all the way to Ren Yi and put his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair.

After their eyes met closely, he suddenly stepped away, made a gesture, his eyes moved, and sang in a graceful voice: "Master Ren, do you recognize me?"

Ren Yi couldn't sing it, but he still joined in naturally, holding up his clothes, his eyes gentle and affectionate, his brows relaxed: "Of course I recognize it, I can recognize it even if it's a bone ripped off and a tire changed."

Qi Yang couldn't help laughing out loud, and pushed the wheelchair to the lounge on the side.

"Uncle Yi is very good at applying what he has learned."

"It's not like I've just learned it. I've listened to it with my mom before and it left a deep impression on me."

Qi Yang heard his normal tone, lowered his eyes and smiled, then changed the subject: "Why did you get off work so early today?"

Ren Yi's smile faded slightly, thinking of the restlessness he had felt all day, his fingertips curled up, looking at the crowds of people around him, and said nonchalantly: "I wanted to see how you act, so I left early."

"Hasn't there been a lot of trouble with the Yin Corporation recently? Are you really okay like this?"

"Where did you hear that?"

"Huh? Are you really causing trouble?"

Ren Yi: “…”

"I saw a lot of news flying around online, but with no pictures or facts, I thought it was just a rumor."

After entering the lounge, the four bodyguards checked around as usual but did not leave. Qi Yang felt something was subtly wrong.

He dragged a stool over and sat down face to face with Ren Yi, and asked, "What happened?"

Ren Yi hesitated for a moment and took his hand. Qi Yang then realized that his palms were very cold and sweaty. His heart sank. Before he could speak, he added in a bad tone: "You'd better tell me the truth."

"I'm a little worried that they might do something to you."

"I?"

"Hmm." Ren Yi responded softly, clouds gathered between his brows, and his eyes were gloomy and dark as they had been for a long time.

With the example of Ren Xingchen and Xie Sinian being kidnapped six years ago, he had to be cautious.

"How are you going to do it? Kidnap me or put me in a sack and beat me up?"

Ren Yi held his hand tightly, his face looked extremely ugly, and an ominous aura emanated from his body.

Seeing his almost tacit reaction, Qi Yang was surprised: "So rampant?"

Given his past living environment, it was indeed unlikely that he would be exposed to such darkness. Ren Yi sighed, pulled the man over into his arms, rested his chin lightly on his shoulder, and briefly explained to him the whole story of the kidnapping case six years ago, trying to be as tactful as possible.

Qi Yang was silent.

After a while, he asked, "Is your circle so... crazy?"

Ren Yi touched his head.

“My family has never done anything like this.”

This is the truth. After all, he is the heroine's backer and must be clean, otherwise there will probably be trouble when he falls into her hands.

Qi Yang tilted his head and placed a light kiss on his cheek, then asked, "Then can you hire two bodyguards for me?"

"Yes, there are four of them on their way."

Qi Yang thought about it and sighed, "There are already enough people in the villa. If four more come, we can have a party."

"I actually want you to live with dad for a while."

Apart from anything else, the old man’s security is absolutely first-class.

"Approximately how long will it take?"

"Not sure, at least half a month."

"It's a bit difficult. My school's final exams are coming up soon," Qi Yang raised his hand and rubbed his head, advising, "Don't worry too much about me. Pay more attention to your own safety. Why don't you remind Ren Xingchen? And you'd better not come to the crew for the time being. Wait until the bodyguards you recruit arrive and ask them to pick me up. The two of us together will make us too conspicuous."

Ren Yi pursed his lips, not wanting to agree, but had to admit that this was the fact.

He actually hoped that the Yin family would come for him.

He didn't want to see either the old man or Jiang Shi get hurt. As for Ren Xingchen, she was the only blood left by his elder brother and sister-in-law after all. Although he hated her, he didn't want anything to happen to her.

"How many shows do you have today?"

"About four or five scenes, but I don't know how long it will take. Director Zheng is very picky. I suspect he is working on it frame by frame. Sometimes after finishing, he finds that the first version is the one he is most satisfied with." Qi Yang snorted as if he was so angry that he laughed.

Ren Yi forced a smile, his eyes still filled with worry.

After a while, someone outside called Qi Yang to continue filming. Qi Yang wanted to ask Ren Yi to stay in the lounge, but couldn't resist Ren Yi's insistence. Seeing that the bodyguards were always vigilant, he had no choice but to let him do what he wanted.

Two scenes in a row ended smoothly, and the third to last scene was a conflict scene.

Against the backdrop of turmoil, this scene involved gunfire.

Ren Yi looked at a few extras receiving prop guns and frowned slightly. He asked the bodyguard to check. The director did not dare to say a word and waited until the bodyguard confirmed that there was no problem before starting filming.

Among the fans of the famous actor, there was a warlord. While watching a play in the theater, he had a conflict with someone and got really angry and pulled out a gun.

Once the play started, it couldn't stop, and the famous actor on the stage couldn't hide. He sang in a humming voice, and was eventually hit by a stray bullet and fell down injured.

The famous actor sang along to the steps of the opera, immersed in the role, turning a deaf ear to the farce in the audience, and his voice did not tremble, but instead became more excited.

Suddenly, a sharp cry rang in his mind. Qi Yang's heart skipped a beat and a small black figure pounced over like lightning.

"Qi Yang, get out of the way."

It is 002.

There was a subtle difference among the chaotic sounds of fighting, prop gunfire, and the sound of blank bullets breaking through the wind.

There was no time to figure out who changed the props, nor was there time to determine which one was real. Qi Yang let his body react subconsciously.