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

Cen Xiangyang looked a little curious.

"Are there any other names besides nice ones?" he asked.

Ji Fanyin laughed.

That is the "emotional liar".

She avoided the question of Cen Xiangyang and stood up: "The time is almost up. I'm going to sit outside and wait for the movie to start. How about you?"

The Ji's parents who were next to Song Shiyu seemed to be going in her direction.

Cen Xiangyang also stood up: "I'm with you--what is your seat?"

The two compared their seats. One was a well-known director, and the other was an anonymous film critic. The position was far away.

"Then let's talk after the premiere is over." Cen Xiangyang took out his mobile phone, "You should be a companion if you can come here, exchange your contact information?"

He asked very naturally. There was no sense of touch-up at all. It was as simple as two people who are social at work need to add a friend.

Ji Fanyin happened to have included him in the list of No. 3 leek and future prison meal, and he took out his mobile phone.

It was Song Shiyu who interrupted the process of adding friends.

Approaching Song Shiyu Chaocen Xiangyang nodded, then looked at Ji Fanyin and called her name: "Ji Fanyin, your parents are very worried about you."

Ji Fanyin always felt that Song Shiyu's gaze stayed on her phone screen for a long time, as if he cared about the information on it.

"I said hello to them just now," Ji Fanyin was too lazy to talk to Song Shiyu more, and took his mobile phone to perfuse him, "Disaccompany."

She simply said goodbye to Cen Xiangyang, left the two men where they were.

It doesn't matter if you can't add a friend right now, Cen Xiangyang won't just give up like that.

"Mr. Song and Miss Ji also know each other?" Cen Xiangyang asked Song Shiyu, then asked and answered, "Oh, yes, she is Xinxin's sister. Mr. Song and the Ji family have a good relationship. It is not surprising that the two sisters know each other— ―The two of them look so alike, their faces are exactly the same. If you can slightly change the temperament, you can say that they can completely replace each other."

The word "substitute" seemed to pierce Song Shiyu's heart with a thin needle, causing him to frown uncomfortably.

But he did... regard Ji Fanyin as Ji Xinxin's substitute.

"By the way, Mr. Song should know her contact information? Can you give it to me?"

Song Shiyu: "..." has been deleted, and it has not been added yet.

"Don't provoke her." Song Shiyu rubbed his aching forehead, "No matter what, she is also Xinxin's sister."

Cen Xiangyang was stunned, and laughed cheerfully: "What does it mean to provoke? I just want to make friends with her. Isn't Mr. Song being a bit lenient? In what capacity are you reminding me? Xinxin's boyfriend Or ordinary friends?"

Even if Cen Xiangyang was too busy to attend Ji Xinxin's banquet, he knew what happened that day.

――Compared to those of them who didn't confess to Ji Xinxin, Song Shiyu was the loser who was clearly rejected.

"Even if they are just ordinary friends, they are also ordinary friends who are closer than you." Song Shiyu also smiled politely, "Ji Fanyin is not as foolish as you think, Cen Xiangyang."

If Ji Fanyin in the past would only accept it, then Ji Fanyin now...I don't know when he has put on a disguise that can protect himself.

Although the disguise of self-protection seemed fragile to Song Shiyu.

He often couldn't help thinking, it would be great if Ji Fanyin and Ji Xinxin could exchange their love.

It's not that no one can reach Consummation between three people.

Cen Xiangyang smiled at Song Shiyu’s warning. He said half-jokingly: “Mr. Song’s statement is really misunderstood. For a moment, I think you don’t like Xinxin, but Xinxin’s sister.”

Song Shiyu smiled calmly on his face, sneered in his heart.

If he wanted to like Ji Fanyin, the other party was infatuated, and he would have been shaken long ago.

People who don't like it are impossible to like.

Seeing that Song Shiyu was not talking, Cen Xiangyang didn't continue the topic. He stretched out his hand to signal Song Shiyu to go out together, and even asked about Song Shiyu, who looked a little strange: "Mr. Song's complexion is a bit strange. Okay, are you feeling well? Don't work too hard. If you feel unwell, go home as soon as possible."

Song Shiyu glanced at him: "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine."

In summer, there were torrential rains for several days, and the weather suddenly turned cold. It was originally the time when it was most prone to catching a cold. Song Shiyu caught a cold accidentally.

But he didn't pay attention to a little cold, but turned his focus to work.

For some reason, Song Shiyu recently suddenly felt that making money from work is particularly important.

As long as the money is enough... you can even buy it with fake love.

As long as you have a steady stream of money.

...

Ji Fanyin's seats are a few rows behind, but still close to the center, so the movie-watching experience is quite good.

When she was concentrating on watching the movie, she was totally utterly indifferent, and the audience around halfway suddenly got up and changed a person without notice.

Ji Fanyin breathed a sigh of relief until the end of the film was shown and the ending song and the cast and crew began to be played.

This is a movie full of tension. The male lead is always in danger of being exposed. It seems that the scam he weaves will be pierced and died in the next moment. Ji Fanyin's heart has always been held for him.

"What do you think of the movie?" someone next to him suddenly asked in a low voice.

"Be ingenious." Ji Fanyin replied subconsciously, "Whether it is the director's lens language, the screenwriter's profound setting from the whole scam, or the shift of camp consciousness between several main characters, they are all very clever. I think this is a year for the show to win prizes. Piece of it."

"How about He Shen's performance?"

Ji Fanyin said without hesitation: "Perfect. But his acting is immersive. I think his film is too deep into the movie, and it may be a little difficult to play."

When it comes to movies, she unconsciously speaks more.

After finishing the evaluation, Ji Fanyin turned his head and looked at the person beside him: "What do you think?"

Under the dim light in the projection hall, she couldn't see the person's expression clearly, and could only hear him smile vaguely: "I'm the same as you think."

The man stood up after speaking, and his tall figure moved away in the other direction.

Ji Fanyin: "...?" In a hurry to go to the toilet?

After the cast and crew rolls, the lights turned on again, and the audience stood up and applauded.

Ji Fanyin subconsciously tilted his head to look around him, and there was only one empty seat left.

Next is the moment when the main creative team takes the stage to accept the interview.

Although Ji Fanyin was not prepared to speak, he also took out a notebook he had prepared a long time ago to make a shorthand.

The creative perspective is sometimes completely different from the audience.

Since you want to write a film review, you still have to do your homework.

Under the methodical leadership of the host, the questions and answers proceeded in an orderly manner.

Ji Fanyin memorized a few important pieces of information, and already had an idea on how to write this film review.

When the people who participated in the premiere began to leave, Ji Fanyin also stood up and prepared to go home.

Don't ask why, ask is to get up early to work tomorrow after finishing the film review at night.

As she walked out of the seats, she saw Cen Xiangyang in the front row as if walking in this direction.

Then, Song Shiyu stopped him, and both of them stopped smiling and started talking.

Ji Fanyin thinks that there is a mutual attraction between metamorphosis and metamorphosis, so these two people can come together.

She went on walking irrelevantly, but was stopped by another person.

"Ji Fanyin, wait a minute!" Zhang Ning rushed up from behind, smiling, "Don't hurry, I'll take you to meet a few people."

Ji Fanyin was a little curious: "How many people do you know?"

This kind of thing that helps others expand their social circle should be triggered by very close relationships.

For example, mentors, family members, partners, etc., the essence is to selflessly share channels with each other, hoping to help each other get better.

There is absolutely no such one-way interest relationship between her and Zhang Ning.

"Yeah, since you want to write our film review, it is only natural to see the main creator of the film?" Zhang Ning took Ji Fanyin's hand and walked in.

"Oh..." Ji Fanyin said, "I thought you were going to take me to meet Mr. He who personally gave me some attention."

The smile on Zhang Ning's face froze for a while, and he said haha: "He was a little busy. He just stepped down and left. He should be able to meet next time?"

"Really?" Ji Fanyin also smiled at Zhang Ning meaningfully, "I'm looking forward to it."

"How is the movie? Do you like it?" Zhang Ning broke the subject.

"I like it very much." Ji Fanyin evaluated it in his heart, "It is my top 3 favorite movie ever."

Zhang Ning was not very satisfied. She pursed her lips like a little girl, "Why isn't she number one?"

Ji Fanyin laughed and said nothing.

Of course her favorite is her own movies.

Under Zhang Ning's introduction, Ji Fanyin added another group of people to his circle of friends.

It seems that under the leadership of Zhang Ning, everyone is very friendly to Ji Fanyin, and most of them even offered to exchange contact information, so that they can cooperate in the future.

With just such a turn, Ji Fanyin could guess that Zhang Ning's identity might not be as simple as a broker.

"How did you come here? Do you want me to send someone to see you?" Zhang Ning asked at last.

"Taking a taxi." Ji Fanyin shook his phone, "It will be there in an hour and a half."

Although taxi fares in big cities are a bit expensive, Ji Fanyin can afford it.

"I'd better find someone to see you off. It happened that He Shen drove away by himself, and the two assistants had nothing to do." Zhang Ning insisted.

After thinking about it, Ji Fanyin didn't forcibly refuse. After saying goodbye to Zhang Ning, he left the side door with the two assistants of He Shen's studio and got into a low-key modified nanny car together.

After reporting the address to them, Ji Fanyin took out his mobile phone and prepared to start work on the draft of the film review in the car.

As the vehicle slowly left the roadside, Ji Fanyin glanced out the window.

She saw Ji's parents who seemed to be squatting at the door and refused to leave. She also saw Song Shiyu, who was covering her forehead with a touch of discomfort.

Is he sick? Sickness is indeed the most vulnerable time for a person...

This idea flashed through Ji Fanyin's mind.

But the nanny car gradually accelerated, leaving Ji's parents and Song Shiyu behind the car and behind Ji Fanyin's head.

Forget it, there is no need to have too much communication with customers during non-working hours to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.

Customers will naturally call if necessary.

...

"Oh, she's gone." Cen Xiangyang made a regretful voice, "I haven't added a friend yet."

Song Shiyu ignored him.

"Anyway, Xinxin always said that she has no idea of ​​falling in love now. I think it is also good to have a relationship with Ji Fanyin. It is better to have a Gao Fang than nothing. What does Mr. Song think?" Cen Xiangyang asked, "There are always people who know her. A few, even if you refuse to give it, I will definitely get the contact information if I ask."

His voice was very low, only Song Shiyu who was near him could hear him clearly.

"If you want to chase her, go," Song Shiyu said indifferently, "I wish you success first."

"You are very confident that I will fail?" Cen Xiangyang touched his chin, "Is it because Ji Fanyin doesn't want to fall in love, or do you know the type she likes?... Oh, wait a minute, I guessed it."

Cen Xiangyang looked at Song Shiyu in subtle eyes.

"--Is it because Ji Fanyin likes you?"

Song Shiyu put his hands in the pockets of the windbreaker. He raised his chin slightly and smiled slightly: "Yes, because Ji Fanyin likes me."