100,000/Hour Professional Stand-in

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"Wait!" Ji Fanyin subconsciously called out to the day, "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. When she saw Bai Tian's figure, she let out a "smack" sound.

"If you can't keep it, just throw it away." Daylight opened the car door, and it seemed that he did not intend to stay or disturb for a long time.

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

Daylight, who had almost stepped into the car, stopped and turned around.

Even if he couldn't see the other person'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 Tian's reaction just now, who still remembers what a grumpy young man he used to be, who would beat and fall at every turn?

Ji Fanyin repeated it firmly: "Because I'm not the one you like, so I can't accept the gift you gave her."

"……What's the meaning?"

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

This is a little easier for anyone to understand.

She saw from the window far away that Day seemed to bow her head.

After a few seconds, he asked, "Where am I going to find her then?"

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

Daylight looked up again.

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

After the unbearable silence, Bai Tian said, "Then throw it away."

He hung up the phone and got into the car.

The Mercedes-Benz backed away a moment later and disappeared quietly on the other side of the street.

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

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

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

Cheng Lin took it for granted and said without hesitation: "Then throw it away. Do you want garbage sorting here?"

"Forget it, it's better for me not to throw away things that don't belong to me." Ji Fanyin thought about it and asked, "Will you help me bring it back when you return to China?"

Cheng Lin rolled her eyes, but didn't complain, she asked directly, "Where did you take you?"

"I'll tell you the password, you can put it in the study of the 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, Would you still see these as gifts for her?"

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

"...Although that's probably the case."

In the previous house, Ji Fanyin kept its original appearance and did not move. He entrusted a housekeeping company to clean it up once every two weeks. It seems that it still preserves another state when Ji Fanyin lived at that time.

Let's put all the birthday gifts that Bai Tian gave to another Ji Fanyin there.

...Speaking of which, when is another Ji Fanyin's birthday? Is it the same day?

When Ji Fanyin was thinking so doubtfully, Cheng Lin brought two more packages over. She patted the box and asked, "Then do you plan to do the same with these two?"

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

Ji Fanyin: "..." It's strange that so many people remember her birthday all of a sudden.

Besides, everyone in the lab told her happy birthday today, and the boss specially gave her a long day off.

Turning on the phone, I saw a few blessings from people I couldn't meet in person.

Ji Fanyin pressed the phone to her chest and suddenly felt a little happy: "I have a lot of friends now."

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

Ji Fanyin hesitated for a while, but she still wiped away her curiosity that she shouldn't have: "The one from Song Shiyu, please take it with you, Li Xiaoxing... I want to see what's inside."

Cheng Lin opened the courier package sent by Li Xiaoxing, which was very thin, and after opening it, it was just an envelope.

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

Ji Fanyin: "..." She always felt that Li Xiaoxing could do such a thing.

But what fell out after the envelope was opened was not a check, but a somewhat dated photo that almost floated to the ground.

Cheng Lin quickly caught it in midair and glanced at it: "Is this a photo of you when you were young?"

Ji Fanyin looked sideways.

In the slightly yellowed old photo, two children, a boy and a girl, are talking beside the swing. The boy is in a wheelchair and the girl is holding a book.

The title of the book is "Bionic Machinery".

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

"...He has always had this expression since he was a child." Cheng Lin tutted twice, turned the photo to the back and glanced at it, only the date and location of the shooting were written on it, "He gave this birthday a gift.

The gift is purely to move oneself, it is better to send some money. "

Ji Fanyin said nothing and moved the empty cardboard box to a distance.

In fact, she knew very well Li Xiaoxing's purpose in doing this, he was trying to remind her of what happened when she was a child.

This can incite her to remember her previous promise - to heal Li Xiaoxing's leg.

It looks warm and nostalgic, but it is not so pure, and there is a little bit of thought hidden in it.

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

Ji Fanyin came back to her senses, and when she turned her head, she found that Cheng Lin had already opened several other packages in a hurry.

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

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

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

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

Just make dolls for 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: "I also trouble you to help me take it back and put it back together."

Cheng Lin agreed.

But this is only the first year.

After Ji Fanyin studied at Oxford for more than three years, she received three more gifts.

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

Oxford offered the best possible terms to keep her.

At this time, Ji Fanyin was already the top talent that every school wanted to invite to its own school and research institute.

But not to mention the property left by another Ji Fanyin and the studio that is about to become a leader in film and television, just talking about the patents in Ji Fanyin's hands will be enough for her to worry about food and clothing for the rest of her life.

So money doesn't matter.

Ji Fanyin chose again and again, declined Oxford's invitation, and finally went to the Chinese Academy of Sciences, which was a fourth-level researcher as soon as he was admitted.

Six years later was her first nomination as a Fellow.

The study room dedicated to birthday gifts was no longer enough, and 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 are not broken.

Ji Fanyin sometimes felt that the gifts they gave were more like a ritual or habit of remembrance.

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

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

Academician election does not accept applications in person, only the recommendation of academicians or organizations.

Ji Fanyin knew that by the time she entered the candidate list, she had already won more than 40 academician nominations.

As soon as the list of candidates from all over the world was posted on the Internet, Ji Fanyin, who used to be very low-key and only known in the industry, immediately became the brightest one on the list.

——The youngest candidate, with such a high appearance, it is difficult not to fall on her whether it is a marketing account, official publicity, or the focus of netizens who eat melons.

The alumni of Linhu University were shocked: "This big bull is actually from the English department of our school??"

"Other people can spend more than 20 years on their scientific research and academic road, and then start to graduate from university and become the youngest academician nominee, but what about me? I'm still burning high incense on my computer and praying for a pass in pharmacology tomorrow. …”

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

"You've already praised your academics, so let me shout out loudly - Miss Sister is too good-looking!!!!"

"Speaking of this name, I have a bit of an impression. I remember that she seems to have a twin sister. When I was in college, I always heard that her sister is better. She is ordinary."

"You're fucking kidding me, can I get this kind of mediocre once in my eight hundred lifetimes?"

...

Ji Fanyin's social disorder in the past has improved a lot after going through the magical journey that year, but she can still avoid unnecessary social interaction. In addition, she is really busy at ordinary times, and she has no time to read news on the Internet.

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 on the phone and couldn't refuse, "I'm already waiting at the entrance of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and I see if you plan to sleep in the research institute. overnight."

Hearing Ji Fanyin's action here, she looked at the assistant researcher who was holding her phone, and the other party couldn't help but laugh.

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

"Okay, come quickly." Zhang Ning didn't talk nonsense, and just hung up the phone.

Ji Fanyin and the assistant researcher explained the remaining things in a low voice, before changing clothes and leaving the institute.

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

When Ji Fanyin went to open the car door, she found that it was still very lively inside, there was Zhang Ning, Li Mingyue, and Cheng Lin.

No wonder Zhang Ning didn't drive the two-seater sports car that she was most comfortable with.

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

then

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

Ji Fanyin fastened her seat belt, turned her head and smiled shyly: "One of my friends is the helm of a Fortune 30 company."

Zhang Ning, who was holding the steering wheel, coaxed: "What about me? What about me?"

"Well..." Ji Fanyin thought about it seriously, "I also have a friend who leads half of the film and television industry."

Cheng Lin snorted softly: "Then what are you going to do to me? I'm just a salted fish for rent compared to you."

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

Cheng Lin was stunned for a moment, holding her chin to look at the street scene outside the window, and muttered, "Blow it, you can blow it, put a filter in my eyes."

Li Mingyue knocked on her head: "How old are you, and you are still as arrogant as before, we don't eat your shit anymore."

Where would Cheng Lin suffer? She immediately fought back to scratch Li Mingyue's itch, and Zhang Ning tried to persuade her to do both.

Ji Fanyin sat in the passenger seat to watch them laugh, leaned back on the seat, and laughed.

She felt that life was good, very good, and could not be better.

I hope the other Ji Fanyin who brought her such a miracle is living the same or even better now.