100,000/Hour Professional Stand-in

Cen Xiangyang looked a little curious.

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

Ji Fanyin laughed.

That's the "feeling liar".

She avoided Cen Xiangyang's question and stood up: "it's almost time, I'm going to sit outside and wait for the movie to start, how about you?"

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

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

The two compared the seats. One was a well-known director and the other was an unknown film critic. The positions were quite far from each other.

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

He asked very naturally, completely without any hint of a conversation, as simple as two people who communicated at work need to add a friend.

Ji Fanyin happened to have put him on the list of No. 3 leeks and future prison meals, and when she heard that, she took out her mobile phone.

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

Approaching Song Shiyu nodded towards Cen Xiangyang, 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 eyes stayed on the screen of her mobile phone for a long time, as if she cared about the information on it.

"I said hello to them just now," Ji Fanyin was too lazy to talk to Song Shiyu, so he perfunctoryly said, "Excuse me."

She simply said goodbye to Cen Xiangyang, and left both men where they were.

It doesn't matter if I can't add friends at the moment, Cen Xiangyang won't just give up.

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

The word "substitution" was like a thin needle pierced into Song Shiyu's heart, causing him to frown uncomfortably.

But he really... regarded Ji Fanyin as a substitute for Ji Xinxin.

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

Song Shiyu: "..." I deleted it, but I haven't added it back yet.

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

Cen Xiangyang was stunned for a while, then smiled cheerfully: "What do you mean by provoking? I just want to make friends with her, Mr. Song is a bit lenient, right? 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 farewell banquet, he knew what happened that day.

——Compared to those who did not confess to Ji Xinxin, Song Shiyu was the loser who was clearly rejected.

"Even if it's just an ordinary friend, it's an ordinary friend who is closer than you." Song Shiyu also returned with a gentle smile, "Ji Fanyin is not as easy to fool as you think, Cen Xiangyang."

If Ji Fanyin in the past would only be submissive, then now Ji Fanyin... I don't know when she has put on a disguise that can protect herself.

Although the self-protection camouflage seemed to Song Shiyu to be vulnerable.

He often couldn't help but think how nice it would be if Ji Fanyin and Ji Xinxin could exchange their love.

It's not that none of the three can reach Consummation as it is now.

Cen Xiangyang chose to smile at Song Shiyu's warning. He half-jokingly said, "Mr. Song's statement is really misunderstood. I would think for a moment that you don't like Xinxin, but Xinxin's sister."

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

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

People who don't like it just can't like it.

Seeing that Song Shiyu didn't talk to him, Cen Xiangyang didn't continue the topic. He stretched out his hand to signal Song Shiyu to go out together, and even asked Song Shiyu, who looked a little unusual, with concern: "Mr. Song doesn't look too well. Okay, are you feeling unwell? Don't work too hard, and go home as soon as possible if you feel unwell."

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

In summer, it rained for several days in succession, and the weather suddenly turned cold. It was the time when it was most likely to catch a cold, but Song Shiyu caught a cold by accident.

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

For some reason, Song Shiyu suddenly felt that working to make money is very important recently.

As long as there is enough money...you can even buy fake love.

As long as you have a steady stream of money.

...

Ji Fanyin's seat is in the back row, but it's still in the center, so the movie viewing experience is quite good.

When she was concentrating on watching the movie, she was completely distracted, and the audience around her suddenly got up and changed someone without realizing it.

Ji Fanyin didn't let out a sigh of relief until the end of the movie and the ending song and the credits.

This is a movie full of tension. The male protagonist is in danger of being exposed all the time. It seems that the deception he weaves will be punctured and ushered in death in the next moment. Ji Fanyin

My heart has always been for him.

"What do you think of the movie?" Someone suddenly asked in a low voice.

"Be creative." Ji Fanyin replied subconsciously, "Whether it's the director's camera language, the screenwriter's deep meaning setting from the whole scam, or the camp consciousness switch between several main characters, they are all very ingenious. I think this is an award that can be sent to the show this year. film."

"What about He Shen's performance?"

Ji Fanyin said without hesitation, "Perfect. But his acting is immersive. I think his film is too deep, and it may be difficult to act."

When it comes to movies, her words unconsciously increase.

After finishing the evaluation, Ji Fanyin turned to look at the person beside him: "What do you think?"

Under the dim light in the screening room, she couldn't see the expression of the man, and could only hear him smile vaguely: "I think the same as you."

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

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

After the roll of the credits, the lights came back on, and the audience stood up for a standing ovation.

Ji Fanyin subconsciously tilted her head to look beside her, there was only one empty seat left.

Next is the moment when the main creative team takes the stage for an interview.

Although Ji Fanyin was not ready to speak, she also took out the notebook she had prepared for a long time to make a shorthand.

The main creator's perspective is sometimes completely different from that of the audience.

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

Under the methodical leadership of the host, the questions and answers on stage and off the stage were carried out 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 the stage one after another, Ji Fanyin also stood up to go home.

Don't ask why, just get up early tomorrow after writing a movie review at night.

When she walked out from the seat, she saw that Cen Xiangyang in the front row seemed to be walking in this direction.

Then, Song Shiyu stopped him, and they both stopped and started talking with a smile on their faces.

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

She continued walking regardless of herself, but was stopped by another person.

"Ji Fanyin, wait a minute!" Zhang Ning came up from behind and smiled, "Don't leave in a 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 to expand their social circles should be triggered by very close relationships.

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

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

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

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

The smile on Zhang Ning's face froze for a while, and he said, "He's a little busy, he just left the stage, should we meet next time?"

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

"How about the movie? Do you like it?" Zhang Ning started the topic.

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

Zhang Ning was not very satisfied, she pouted like a little girl, "Why not number one?"

Ji Fanyin smiled and said nothing.

Her favorite is of course her own movies.

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

It seems that there is Zhang Ning's leadership, everyone is very friendly to Ji Fanyin, and most of them even offered to exchange contact information, and have the opportunity to cooperate in the future.

With just such a turn, Ji Fanyin can guess that Zhang Ning's identity is probably not as simple as an agent.

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

"Taxi." Ji Fanyin shook her phone, "It will be there in an hour and a half."

Although the taxi fare in big cities is 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.

Ji Fanyin thought for a while and didn't forcefully refuse. After saying goodbye to Zhang Ning, she left the side door with two assistants from He Shen's studio, and got into a low-key refitted nanny car together.

After reporting the address to them, Ji Fanyin took out her mobile phone and was about to start working on the draft of the film review in the car.

When the vehicle slowly drove away from the road, Ji Fanyin glanced out the window.

She saw Ji's parents, who seemed to be squatting guarding someone at the door and refused to leave, and Song Shiyu, who covered his forehead with a look of discomfort on his face.

Is he sick? Sickness is indeed a person's most vulnerable time...

This thought flashed through Ji Fanyin's mind quickly.

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

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

Customers will naturally call if there is a need.

...

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

Song Shiyu ignored him.

"Anyway, Xinxin always said that she has no idea of ​​falling in love now. I think it is good to fall in love with Ji Fanyin. It is always better to have a high imitation 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 them, I will definitely get the contact information by asking."

His voice was so low that only Song Shiyu who was near him could hear it clearly.

"You can go after her," 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's eyes looking at Song Shiyu became subtle.

"—Could it be because Ji Fanyin likes you?"

Song Shiyu put his hands into the pockets of his trench coat, he raised his chin slightly, and smiled slightly: "Yes, because Ji Fanyin likes me."