Scholar and old attack

It has been three days since Jiang Jingyuan woke up, he couldn't imagine that he didn't die, but came to a completely strange world.

People in this world are weird, everyone's hair is cut short, and their clothes are quite revealing. Even if he has the original memory of this body, he still can't accept it.

"Would you... would you like some water?"

The voice is soft and weak, like pieces of feathers caressing people's hearts, even the person is thin and weak, those wet and timid eyes look at you like walking on thin ice, making people want to hold it in the palm of your hand love.

Jiang Jingyuan looked at the cautious deer in front of him, his cheeks twitched slightly.

The person in front of him is his... Yuanshen's husband, but Yuanshen doesn't like his husband very much, so since the two got married, they have always existed in name only, and because the husband's family is not as good as the original body, the deer in front of him saw He was like seeing a tiger.

"Okay." Jiang Jingyuan's Adam's apple twitched slightly. Speaking of which, he was really thirsty. In the past three days, he had been adapting to some information in his mind, not to mention drinking water, he didn't even eat food.

His mouth has been interfering for a long time, but because he is too curious about this bizarre world, he has not been moved.

Cough cough, in fact, I still don't dare to start with that magical water dispenser.

When Youxi Lu heard Jiang Jingyuan's voice, his wet eyes slammed into each other for a while, quite inconceivable.

The usual Jiang Jingyuan wouldn't talk to him, let alone the things he handed over, so why is something abnormal this time.

Immediately, You Xilu's eyes dimmed, and he remembered the few times in the past, Jiang Jingyuan was also so talkative, but it was to torture him.

this time……

Youxilu didn't dare to think any more, went to the water dispenser to pick up a cup of moderate temperature water, and carefully brought it to Jiang Jingyuan.

"Please... drink tea."

The slender and fair fingers held a crystal-clear glass cup, and the round and full fingertips avoided the mouth of the cup, and the tone of the speech was the same as that fragile glass cup.

"Thank you."

Jiang Jingyuan reached out to take the glass cup from Youxilu's hand, carefully avoiding touching his hand.

Jiang Jingyuan's small actions fell in Youxi Lu's eyes, and his eyes were lost for a while, thinking that Jiang Jingyuan really disliked him, but that thank you made him happy for a while.

"No, you're welcome."

Trembling tone like a child.

Jiang Jingyuan blew on the glass cup, took a sip, and found that the water temperature was just right. He looked at the glass cup again, and smiled narrowly.

He seemed to have forgotten that this is not tea, and thanked You Xilu again, "Thank you."

"What..." Youxi Lu was happy, but he didn't react when he heard Jiang Jingyuan thanked him again.

Jiang Jingyuan held the hand of the cup and turned it slightly, the meaning was self-evident.

Youxilu's big eyes were dazed for a few times, and then, seeing Jiang Jingyuan's hand, he recalled it again. His thin lips were opened into an O shape. Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong, and quickly pursed them into a straight line, leaving only The corners of the mouth are slightly raised.

For the first time, his idol and husband thanked him.

There is a volcano in my heart that is about to erupt, so exercise restraint, Youxilu, you can do it.

"What’s wrong with you."

Jiang Jingyuan saw Youxilu's face was flushed red, and he was vaguely short of breath, worried that he was ill.

"No……"

His voice was so weak that he couldn't even hear himself.

"Gollum, Gollum."

Just as Jiang Jingyuan was about to ask a doctor to come over and take a look, his stomach groaned in disbelief, and a glass of water woke up his stomach.

"You haven't eaten yet, why don't I order takeaway for you?"

Youxilu was a little surprised when he heard Jiang Jingyuan's hungry voice, took out his phone, slid to unlock it, and quickly pulled down the takeaway interface.

Jiang Jingyuan was at a loss for a while, takeaway, what is it?After searching in my mind for a long time, I found the keyword takeaway.

His face darkened immediately.

The original owner had a very bad impression of takeaway, and never ordered takeaway, which made him avoid the word takeaway.

You Xilu's hand stayed on the takeaway interface, but his eyes kept looking at Jiang Jingyuan. It's rare that the idol is in a good mood today, why don't you take the opportunity to take a second look, hee hee.

But the face that was still bright and sunny at first suddenly had a storm, and You Xilu's secret joy was instantly shattered. Too bad, he forgot that idols don't eat takeaway.

Is it too late to remedy it now?

"How about I get you a bowl of noodles?" You Xilu put away his phone and said after deliberation.

"it is good."

Jiang Jingyuan is not too picky about food. When the family was poor, it was fine to have a meal of wild vegetables. It is a very happy thing to have pasta now.

Youxilu, who had already prepared to be rejected, saw Jiang Jingyuan nodding his head in a panic, his heart was pounding violently, fearing that he would do something surprising out of joy, he hurried into the kitchen, closed door to door.

"Huhuhu~"

You Xilu kept fanning his red cheeks with his hands, today's idol is really easy to talk, which made him very excited.

After a while, Jiang Jingyuan looked at the bowl of noodles without any decorations in front of him, picked up the chopsticks indifferently, and ate it into his stomach without any leftovers.

He was so hungry that he didn't care about the taste at all, but out of the etiquette of not eating or sleeping, he still restrained himself from eating slowly.

You Xilu was actually a little embarrassed, the kitchen was not open all year round, and he found nothing but a handful of noodles that had been in the refrigerator for an unknown amount of time.

He could only simply make boiled noodles without adding any salt, watched Jiang Jingyuan finish eating in fear, and silently waited for him to get angry.

"good to eat."

Although I can't taste much, but I use very fine white flour, it is the best food.

Don't forget the well digger when you drink water, no matter what, the panicked deer in front of you is also the one who cooks for himself, so he should have the courtesy he deserves.

Looking at the plate that was so white that it could be used as a mirror, You Xilu swallowed silently, it was so delicious...eat?

"I'm a little tired." Human beings are lazy, want to sleep after eating, Jiang Jingyuan thought, anyway, in this era, there is no need to take imperial examinations, so it's okay to be lazy.

After finishing speaking, Jiang Jingyuan strode back to the bedroom and fell asleep soundly.

After Jiang Jingyuan left, Youxilu broke through in an instant, from a calm and reserved person to a fan with starry eyes.

He quickly took out his mobile phone and took random photos of the water glasses and plates on the dining table, and then sent it to his friend Lin Qin without hesitation.

"Ahhhhhhh, Chinqin, I'm going to die of happiness."

"What did you send me?" The other side replied in seconds.

"These are all used by Jiang Jingyuan."

"The point is, I handed him the water glass, and I saw his finger prints on the water glass, rounded up, did I hold hands with him!"

"Also, and, have you seen this plate? This plate is the noodles I put in for him. I didn't even put a pinch of salt in it. He actually told me that it was delicious. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Bless me, let me have such a lucky day!"

Youxilu's excitement was beyond words, and he wished he could roll on the sofa that Jiang Jingyuan had just sat on.

Lin Qin sat in a small dressing room on a film set and was ravaged by the makeup artist in various ways. His mobile phone kept beeping and beeping non-stop. When he picked it up, his friend fell ill again.

"I said, Xiaolu, can you calm down? You and Jiang Jingyuan have been married for a year, and you haven't even held hands. It's not shameful to say that it's not shameful. Why round up? Is it the plate he licked? You can lick it again." When kissing?"

"You're right, I just tasted the last drop of noodle soup on the plate, and I'm dying."

Lin Qin, "..."

Lin Qin was completely laughed at by his friend, "You Xilu, can you be normal, even though Jiang Jingyuan was once an unparalleled star in the entertainment industry, but he has been out of action for a year, you should stop your Go crazy, besides you are also a star, so you can't make a good movie!"

You Xilu curled up on the sofa where Jiang Jingyuan had been sitting, hugged a pillow, watched the conversation on the phone, and complained for his idol.

"If it wasn't for the sudden illness of the idol's grandfather, how could he come back to inherit the family business? You can see that he has developed Jingcheng Technology from China to foreign countries in just one year. The mobile phones and computers we use now all use Jingcheng Technology's CPU. Even the hottest foreign fruit phone is under the suit pants of my idol. Even if the idol is not the best actor, he is also the brightest star in the mall. Why am I crazy about such an idol? I forbid you to do this Say him!"

Lin Qin, "..."

"It's enough for you to show off your husband and be crazy. No matter how good he is, he can't hide the fact that he is a bad person. Look at how he treats you after you have been married for a year!"

Speaking of this, You Xilu's eyes blinked in panic, just when the phone's alarm rang, he found an excuse to slip away, "I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to the hospital to visit my grandpa, and you are not allowed to slander My idol!"

After You Xilu finished speaking, he locked the screen, grabbed a coat he had prepared, and left Jiang's house.

"I'm so mad, masochist, you deserve to be bullied by xxx!" Lin Qin looked at the words on the phone screen, threw the phone away in anger, and vowed in his heart that he would break up with You Xilu!

Of course, even if he was killed, he wouldn't dare to call out Jiang Jingyuan's name on the set.

Jiang Jingyuan slept very comfortably, and when he opened his eyes, it was early the next morning, when he was about to get up and enjoy life, there was a meticulous man sitting beside the bed.

"Boss, you haven't shown up at the company for three days. There has been a lot of noise in the company. This is the work accumulated in three days."

Wan Lu, Jiang Jingyuan's assistant, handed over a stack of documents in Jiang Jingyuan's hand the first moment he woke up.

Jiang Jingyuan sat up from the bed with a jerk, no sleepiness on his face, and began to read the documents Wan Lu handed over.

He didn't forget that the original owner was an out-and-out workaholic. Since he inherited the original owner's body, the responsibilities on his shoulders must also be inherited.

"Boss, don't you want to go to the company?"

Wan Lu pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and asked curiously.

Jiang Jingyuan moved his body a bit. He didn't take a shower for three days, and he smelled sweat, but he was a little unfamiliar with the shower, and he couldn't lose face in front of his assistant, so he said calmly, "I won't go to the company today. You go and bring all the documents on my office desk, and the meeting in the afternoon will be changed to a video conference."

"Okay." Wanlu went through business as usual.

As soon as Wanlu left, Jiang Jingyuan ran into a problem. How to deal with that thing called a computer, he had never done it before, so he was a little afraid.

The author has something to say: I don’t know if you like modern ones, because it’s also the first time I’ve written them, so please bear with me if you don’t like them. You can skip them if you don’t like them.