The whole network is eating me and the actor cp

Jiang Wuyi didn't want to meddle in other people's business at first, but since she took up her poor little body...

Do a good day.

Seeing Yun Pangui's expression of embarrassment and indignation at being told something, Jiang Wuwu was stunned.

He just said it casually, but he didn't expect it to hit the mark.

Either Yun Pangui had a brain hole, or he was too angry and burned his brains.

It's not bad for this dog to save the occasional boring time.

Jiang Wuxin left a meaningful smile, jumped off the mortuary bed, and left.

He came to a small noodle shop.

There are no other diners in the small noodle shop at this time, it is very quiet, and an international news is playing on the TV hanging on the wall:

More than two hours ago, an explosion occurred near a certain jungle in Continent F, causing a fire and killing six people. The cause of the accident is under investigation.

Jiang Wuxin glanced at the TV and pursed his lips slightly.

The old nest in Continent F was destroyed according to the plan, but on the Haishi side...

He needs to go there himself.

With something on his mind, Jiang Wuwu couldn't help speeding up his eating of the noodles. He finished eating the noodles in twos and twos, and called the boss to pay the bill.

The boss had been poking at the handsome young man for a long time, and now he came over cheerfully, and said, "Young man, you look familiar...you look like the most beautiful little star, what's his name... that's who ..."

"Then who" for a long time, he did not remember.

Seeing that Jiang Wuwu kept his face cold, the boss rubbed his hands together embarrassedly: "Well, noodles cost eight yuan."

Jiang Wuwu searched his body for a long time before he found two wet and sticky banknotes from his pocket, but they were both of one face value, not enough to pay for a bowl of noodles.

Jiang Wuxin: ...

It's embarrassing fucking open the door for embarrassment—

After living for 22 years, this is the first time Mr. Jiang has encountered such an embarrassing thing.

The owner of the noodle shop kindly reminded: "Young man, in fact, our small shop can also pay by WeChat." Don't look down on my small noodles.

Jiang Wuwu: "I know you can pay by WeChat." The key point is that I don't have a mobile phone.

The poor little cell phone went swimming.

Seeing Jiang Wuwu's unnatural expression, the owner of the noodle shop widened his eyes.

Isn't it right?

This young man looks handsome and kind-hearted. Could it be that he is a liar?Or, seeing that he is alone and weak, he just wants to eat the overlord's meal?

The thin boss immediately straightened his back and shouted inside: "Wife—wife, come quickly!" Someone wants to bully your husband!

Hearing the sound, a woman with a big arm and a round waist ran out of the operation room with a rolling pin in her hand.

"Why is this?" The woman glanced at the boss, then turned her head and saw Jiang Wuwu.

"I'm so good! The gods have descended to earth?"

The boss pulled his mother-in-law and muttered in a low voice: "Fart god, this kid wants to eat the overlord's meal!"

Jiang Wuwu heard it a long time ago. He recalled the poor little person he could contact, and then said: "Boss, I will borrow your mobile phone for a while, and I will make a call. Don't worry, I won't eat the king's meal."

With the support of his wife, the boss was not afraid, so he took out his mobile phone to Jiang Wuwu, and moved towards the door.

Jiang Wuwu admired the vigilance of the little boss. He gave a thumbs up before looking down at his phone and quickly dialing a series of numbers.

"Beep-beep-beep... Hello, the number you dialed is..."

The other party hung up!

Jiang Wuwu continued to dial, four times in a row, and the other side finally agreed to answer.

"Which one?" A cold and impatient female voice.

Jiang Wuxin: "I..."

As soon as he said a word, a roar of the Hedong Lion immediately rushed towards his face: "Jiang Wuwu, where did you die? If you don't roll over, the last flight will be delayed!"

It was only now that Jiang Wuyi realized that he was a poor artist, and the woman who was yelling now was his manager Zhang Man.

Since Jiang Wuwu shot a few print advertisements and showed his face on the screen, Xiaohong, the company has helped him accept some advertisement endorsements, and this afternoon there will be an endorsement filmed in Haishi.

Haishi...

Isn't this a coincidence?

When I really dozed off, someone handed me a pillow.

Jiang Wuwu immediately regained his energy. He said that his phone was broken, and told Zhang Mang to add his boss to WeChat to help with the checkout, and then he went out and took a taxi to the airport.

-

Kyoto Airport.

The rebooked flight was due to stop boarding in less than 5 minutes, so Jiang Wuwu was late.

Zhang Man didn't even care about cursing, grabbed the messy-haired and unremarkable young man, and ran wildly towards the boarding gate.

This is probably the most embarrassing time Zhang Man has ever been since he brought an artist.

It wasn't until he got on the plane that Zhang Man's heart fell into place, and he started to curse: "Stinky boy, I feel like I'm popular, don't you want to go away? Play lost contact for my old lady? Do you know that this is for me? The endorsement with the most money is the one I have worked so hard to win? And look at your current..."

Jiang Wuxin flew over with an indifferent look, Zhang Man was shocked and temporarily silenced.

Why did this kid suddenly...

The aura is so strong?

Zhang Man couldn't help staring at Jiang Wuwu for a closer look, only to find that he seemed to be fished out of the water, his soft hair was clumped together, his clothes were half-dried and wrinkled, and there was a faint smell of mud.

"Jiang Wuxin, are you... planted in a flood ditch?"

"Manager Zhang..." Jiang Wuyi slightly opened his eyelids, with a half-smile, "Do you really care about your artist?" If you really cared, you wouldn't even know that little pity had already been drowned?

Zhang Man glared at Jiang Wuwu's eccentric address, ready to scold him.

But Jiang Wuwu closed his eyes again, and leaned lazily on the back of the chair, exuding the aura of "don't get close to strangers, don't disturb idlers", Zhang Man shut up wisely.

Hey!

Children these days are becoming more and more difficult to take care of. Just a little spark will turn into hydrogen gas and float into the sky.

Gee...

If it weren't for the fact that the benefactor this time was not... safe, she wouldn't have accompanied her on the trip in person.

Zhang Man also angrily closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In fact, Jiang Wuyi didn't intend to target Zhang Man. He was just a sequela left by his professional habits. He usually doesn't like noisy environments, especially when strangers are too close and too noisy.

Especially now, everything is a little beyond the scope of common sense.

If he can come back from the corpse, then Sun...

Is it possible to be reborn through this too?

Thinking of what Sun did, Jiang Wuwu tightened his fingers.

Damn him!

What a good word!

-

Two hours later, the plane arrived at Haishi.

With the feeling of weightlessness as the plane landed, Jiang Wuwu woke up with a start. He raised his hand and rubbed his aching temples, only to realize that he had fallen asleep unsuspectingly.

"It's not my shell after all." Even the most basic awareness of prevention is weak.

Zhang Man was unfastening his seat belt when he heard Jiang Wuwu mutter, turned to look at him, saw his cheeks were flushed, and gasped, "Jiang Wuwu, you have a fever!"

She hurriedly rummaged through her bag and found a bag of antipyretic patches and two cold medicines.

"Let's make do with it first. It's too late to go to the hospital. Fortunately, this advertisement is not complicated. I will negotiate and let them shorten the shooting time as much as possible."

Zhang Man tore off a piece of antipyretic patch, and was about to use it.

Jiang Wuxin dodged instinctively.