Professional Stand-in, With an Hourly Salary of 100,000

"Wait!" Ji Fanyin subconsciously stopped Bai Zhou, "I can't accept this gift, you should take it away."

Cheng Lin, who was drinking tea, leaned on the back of the sofa and looked out the window. She glanced at the figure of Dayu, and gave a not-so-so-heavy sound.

"If you can't accept it, just throw it away." By the day he opened the car door, it seemed that he did not intend to stay or bother for a long time.

"I'm not the one you like!" Ji Fanyin blurted out.

The daylight that had almost stepped into the car stopped and turned around.

Even if he couldn't see the other party's face clearly, Ji Fanyin knew that the expression on his face would not be able to keep the calmness just now.

――Looking at Bai Zhou's reaction just now, who remembers how irritable he was before, and he was a young man who beat and fell at every turn?

Ji Fanyin repeated firmly: "Because I am not the person you like, I cannot accept the gift you gave her."

"...What do you mean?"

"That's..." When the words came to his lips, Ji Fanyin hesitated again, and finally adopted the dual personality statement that is actually not true, "I am the Ji Fanyin you hate, and I am not the same person as the Ji Fanyin you like. "

This is a bit easier for anyone to understand.

She seemed to bow her head when she saw Daylight from a distance from the window.

After a few seconds, he asked: "Then where do I go to find her?"

"..." Ji Fanyin took a deep breath, and then told him the truth with some difficulty, "You can't see her anymore."

Daylight raised his head again.

He stood by the opened car door for more than half a minute without saying a word.

After the awkward silence, Bai Zhou said, "Then throw it away."

He hung up the phone and got into the car.

The Benz backed away after a while and disappeared quietly on the other side of the street.

Ji Fanyin was a little worried while holding the phone that was hung up.

"What did he say?" Cheng Lin poked the little island of Santorini on the table.

Ji Fanyin suddenly turned around and murmured, "He told me to throw it away."

Cheng Lin naturally said without thinking: "Then throw it away. Do you want to sort the trash here?"

"Forget it, I don't want to throw away things that don't belong to me." Ji Fanyin thought for a while and asked, "Will it be convenient for me to take it back when you return to China?"

Cheng Lin rolled her eyes, but didn't complain, and asked directly: "Where can I take it for you?"

"I'll tell you the code, you can put it in the study of another house where Ji Fanyin lived before." Ji Fanyin also took out the hand-painted sunrise and put it together with the model. "Maybe another Ji Fanyin will come back in the future. Will you still see these things for her?"

Cheng Lin recalled it for a moment, and said with certainty: "I don't think she will be moved by your cold personality."

"...Although it is probably the case."

In the house before, Ji Fanyin has kept its original appearance and has not moved. He commissioned a housekeeping company to clean up the house for half a month. It seems that Ji Fanyin still preserves another state of Ji Fanyin's life at that time.

Just put all the birthday presents that Dayu gave to another Ji Fanyin.

...Speaking of which, when is the other Ji Fanyin's birthday? Is it also this day?

While Ji Fanyin was thinking about this in doubt, Cheng Lin brought two more packages over. She patted the box and asked, "Then you plan to do the same for these two?"

Ji Fanyin bent over to look at her, one was Song Shiyu, the other was Li Xiaoxing.

Ji Fanyin: "..." Suddenly there are so many people remembering her birthday, which is not used to it.

In addition, everyone in the laboratory who didn't know how to say happy birthday to her today, the boss even gave her a long vacation.

Turn on the phone to see, there are also a few blessings from people who can't meet in person.

Ji Fanyin pressed the phone to his chest, suddenly a little happy: "I have many friends now."

Cheng Lin didn't move her lips, she hummed from her nose: "So these two?"

Ji Fanyin hesitated for a moment, and wiped out the curiosity he shouldn't have: "Song Shiyu's share, please take it away, Li Xiaoxing... I want to see what's inside."

Cheng Lin tried to open the courier sent by Li Xiaoxing. The courier was very thin, and after opening it was just an envelope.

"Check?" Cheng Lin pinched the envelope half-jokingly and shook it twice.

Ji Fanyin: "..." She always feels that this kind of thing has been done rigorously.

But what came out after the envelope was opened was not a check, but a photograph with a sense of age, which almost floated directly to the ground.

Cheng Lin caught it in mid-air with quick eyes and hands, and took a look: "Is this a picture of you when you were young?"

Ji Fanyin looked sideways.

In the slightly yellowed old photos, a man and a woman are talking by the swing. The boy sits in a wheelchair, and the girl holds a book in his hands.

The title of the book is "Bionic Machinery".

"Yes." Ji Fanyin tilted his head and smiled, "I still miss it a little bit."

"...He always had this expression when he was a child." Cheng Lin tweeted, turned the photo to the back and glanced at it. It only wrote the date and location of the shooting. "He gave this birthday gift to me, it's better to It's a real deal to send some money."

Ji Fanyin didn't say a word, and moved the empty cardboard box away.

In fact, she knew Li Xiaoxing's purpose for doing this. He was trying to remind her of her childhood.

This can incite her to remember her previous promise-to cure Li Xiaoxing's legs.

The nostalgia that looks warm is not so pure, and there is a little thought hidden in it.

"Song Shiyu gave a painting." Cheng Lin said by the side.

Ji Fanyin came back to his senses, and turned his head to find that Cheng Lin had already opened the other packages with a sharp knife.

"Why? It's more convenient for me to take it back, so I don't have to carry the suitcase." Cheng Lin said confidently.

Ji Fanyin didn't say anything, but he recognized Song Shiyusong's words at a glance.

Yes, it was the painting that Song Shiyu first gave to another Ji Fanyin and then bought it back to Ji Xinxin.

As a result, he turned his head and was actually bought back by Song Shiyu himself for the third time.

Just give yourself a doll by yourself.

And this painting, another Ji Fanyin didn't like it at all, she found it very difficult to understand.

Ji Fanyin was a little confused by this operation, and shook his head: "Please also help me take it back and put it there."

Cheng Lin agreed.

But this is only the first year.

After that, Ji Fanyin studied in Oxford for more than three years and received three more gifts.

Three and a half years later, Ji Fanyin holds more than 20 sci in his hand, and is already a leader in two research fields in related majors, and is ready to return to China.

In order to keep her, Oxford put forward the best conditions that could be put forward.

At this time, Ji Fanyin is already a top talent from every school who wants to invite his own school and research institute.

But not to mention another property left by Ji Fanyin and the studio that is about to become the leader of film and television, just to talk about the patent in Ji Fanyin's own hands is enough for her to have a life of food and clothing.

So money is not important.

Ji Fanyin repeatedly selected and declined the invitation from Oxford, and finally went to the Chinese Academy of Sciences. Once admitted, he was already a Level 4 researcher.

Six years later, she was nominated as an academician for the first time.

The study room dedicated to birthday gifts was not enough. Ji Fanyin had to find someone to sort out the unclaimed birthday gifts that were still sent every year.

Even if there is no response, those gifts have not been cut off.

Ji Fanyin sometimes thinks that they give these gifts more like a ritual or habit of remembering something.

When the heart is let go, this behavior will stop.

But after so many years, no one can let it go.

The election of academicians does not accept personal applications, only recommendations from academicians or organizations are accepted.

Ji Fanyin knew that when she entered the list of candidates, she had already received more than 40 votes for academician nomination.

As soon as the list of candidates from various places was posted on the Internet, Ji Fanyin, who had been low-key and only known in the industry, immediately became the most eye-catching one on the list.

――The youngest candidate has such a high face value. Whether it is a marketing account, official promotion, or the focus of eating melon netizens, it is difficult not to fall on her.

Linhu University alumni were shocked: "This big cow actually belongs to the English department of our school??"

"Others can spend more than 20 years on scientific research and academic roads, and then start after graduation from university, and become the youngest academician nominee, but me? I am still burning my computer money and praying that tomorrow’s pharmacology will pass. ..."

"I've been kneeling in front of the computer for an hour, can I be a scumbag of the English department, can I get a little bit of the light of God?"

"You have finished complimenting your academic work, so let me shout out aloud-Miss Sister is too good-looking too!!!"

"Speaking of this name, I am a little bit impressed. I remember that she seems to have a twin sister. When I was in college, I always heard that her sister was better, and she was nothing unusual."

"You **** teasing me, can I have this kind of unremarkable turn once in my eight hundred lifetimes?"

...

Ji Fanyin's social barriers have improved a lot after experiencing that year's magical journey, but unnecessary social interactions can still be avoided. In addition, he is usually busy and has no time to read online news.

Even the news of being elected and officially becoming the youngest academician in history was heard from others.

"No, such great news must be celebrated today," Zhang Ning said bluntly and irresistibly on the phone, "I have already drove and waited at the gate of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. I see if you plan to sleep in the institute. overnight."

Hearing Ji Fanyin's movements here, he looked at the assistant researcher who was helping her hold the phone, and the other party could not help laughing.

Ji Fanyin took off his gloves helplessly: "I see, give me twenty minutes and I'll come out."

"Okay, come here quickly." Zhang Ning didn't talk nonsense, so he hung up the phone.

Ji Fanyin whispered to the assistant researcher and explained the rest one by one, before changing his clothes and leaving the research institute.

As soon as she reached the door, Zhang Ning honked the horn on the side of the road.

When Ji Fanyin went to open the car door, he found that there was still a lot of lively inside, one Zhang Ning, one Li Mingyue, and another Cheng Lin.

No wonder Zhang Ning didn't drive the two-seater sports car that she usually handles most easily.

When Zhang Ning stepped on the accelerator, Ji Fanyin was bowing his head to fasten his seat belt.

In the back seat, Li Mingyue said in a declarative tone: "I have an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences among my friends."

Ji Fanyin fastened his seat belt and smiled shyly: "There is a man at the helm of a top 30 company in the world among my friends."

Zhang Ning, holding the steering wheel, roared: "Where about me? How about me?"

"Hmm..." Ji Fanyin thought about it seriously, "There is also a friend who leads half of the film and television industry."

Cheng Lin snorted softly: "Then how are you going to blow me? I am a rent-collecting salted fish compared to you."

"And the first friend in my life." Ji Fanyin said without thinking.

Cheng Lin was stunned for a moment, holding her chin to look at the street view outside the window, muttering in her mouth: "You can blow by blowing, so put a filter in your eyes."

Li Mingyue knocked her head: "How old is it, and still as arrogant as before, we don't eat yours anymore."

Where could Cheng Lin suffer, she immediately fought back to scratch Li Mingyue's itching, and Zhang Ning went ahead to persuade the frame to splash and fire.

Ji Fanyin sat in the passenger seat and watched them laugh, leaned back in the chair, and laughed.

She feels that life now is very good, very good, and could not be better.

Hopefully, another Ji Fanyin who has brought her such a miracle is living the same way or even better now.