Chapter two

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Ji Zexi's room is really not big, and all the furnishings in the house can be cleaned at a glance, the most conspicuous of which is the puppet originally held by Ji Zexi in his hand.

Fan Yichen easily recognized that the cloth doll was wearing the clothes from the first movie he starred in, but the black cloth that was originally docile and cute was covered with silver needles.

The role of this puppet is self-evident.

Fan Yichen grabbed Ji Zexi by the back of his neck and lifted him from the table, like he was holding a kitten.

The cold and magnetic voice can't tell the anger and anger, "Do you like me, take it off."

Ji Zexi, who had never confronted a ghost before, was startled, and his voice trembled, "This, this is not good."

"Don't talk nonsense, do you want me to help you?" Fan Yichen's strength increased, Ji Zexi felt his skin tighten and it was difficult to breathe.

I had to unbutton it with trembling hands.

Although it's spring now, it's still warm and cold, but the young people are full of firepower. Ji Zexi only wore a coral fleece pajamas. Once the buttons were unbuttoned, the beautiful body belonging to the young people was exposed.

Ji Zexi is a standard otaku. He has not been out for many years to raise a fair skin, with a tight waist, a lustrous figure, and a thin layer of outline on his chest.

Fan Yichen let go of his hand and let the young man in his hand fall on the computer chair, his cool fingertips gently sliding on the warm skin, feeling the young man's slight trembling.

"Not bad, I want it."

Ji Zexi was shocked, "Brother Chen, this is not good, even if I say I like you, we can't make progress so fast!"

Moreover, they are now in different ways, and it would be too shameful to do that.

"I mean your body is good, I want it."

Ji Zexi was forced to meet Fan Yichen's dark eyes. He was still very handsome when he turned into a ghost, but the reddish lip color added a touch of brilliance to the whole face, which made the whole person very coquettish. It really looks like a ghost who crawled out of hell and killed people.

He looked at the ghost's full lips and tapped up and down a few times, bewitchingly said: "So please die, and give me your body."

After Shang Kan sent the tabloid reporter who came to dig news, he took out his mobile phone and checked the time.

30 minutes have passed since the time he had made an appointment with Ji Zexi.

Ji Zexi has never been an unpunctual person. Shang Kan was a little worried about his accident and wondered whether he should just visit his house.

Fortunately, ten minutes later, Shang Kan saw Ji Zexi late on his bicycle. He took a few steps to meet him, and asked, "Why are you here so late, and you didn't reply to the message I sent you yesterday."

The young man wearing a cap and black mask waved his hand and said, "Wait a minute, brother, I'll find a parking space first. If I park in the wrong place, it won't be locked."

Shang Kan: "..."

Co-authoring a bicycle is not his own, and there is no one else who is a celebrity.

Walking into Xingchen Entertainment Company, Ji Zexi took off his hat and mask, but Shang Kan realized that he had two heavy black eye circles hanging on his face, frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Staying up all night again? Even if you are young now, you can't do this. Don't pay attention to your body."

Ji Zexi played haha ​​proficiently, "Brother, I really encountered a special situation this time, and I won't be in the future."

After hearing Ji Zexi talk about it, Shang Kan felt a bit sighed. How could he have a future? Xingchen Entertainment is already the most resourceful company in China, and an artist who cannot be won by Xingchen will have to change careers after the termination of the contract. .

"Cough." Shang Kan led Ji Zexi into the cafe on the first floor of the company, found a secluded corner, cleared his throat and thought about how to say his opening remarks, so as not to appear too impersonal.

The sunlight of early spring shone on the body through the floor-to-ceiling windows, bringing the slightest warmth and making people lazy. There is a strong aroma of coffee beans in the air, and the front speakers are playing new songs by the company's artists.

Ji Zexi was obviously tired from lack of sleep, but there was a shimmer in his bright almond eyes, and his youthful voice was full of excitement, "Brother, is there a new announcement? I won't pick it up. Yes, any role will do."

Shang Kan twitched the corners of his lips, holding back an embarrassed smile, "Xixi, you've been with the company for a few years, and you know what's going on in the company now. Every year, many high-quality newcomers sign into the company, but those are the resources. The brothers who can fight for you have already fought for it, and the rest of the way is probably only to go by yourself."

The young man across the table blinked his beautiful eyes, and the light in his eyes has not dissipated, "What do you mean, brother, are you not taking me in the future, are you going to arrange for someone else to give it to me?"

After working together for three years, Shang Kan couldn't bear to speak too bluntly, and hinted: "Didn't I introduce you to the work of dubbing before, you did a good job, and running on both sides took a lot of energy. Just focus on that."

"Brother, me!" Ji Zexi's thin lips parted lightly, after breathing a few times, he seemed to make up his mind, and smiled: "I understand, I will do my job well there, and if there is a shortage of people in the future, I can still do it. calls me."

"Okay." Shang Kan saw the young man on the other side lowered his head and hid those beautiful eyes. He actually feels sorry for Ji Zexi, except for luck, Ji Zexi's acting skills are really good, and even the interpretation of some characters is not much better than the new actor Fan Yichen.

But it is said that Xiaohong relies on support, and Dahong relies on life. can't even hold this, let alone anything else.

Ji Zexi took a few steps out of the company's door and looked back at the building he was once very familiar with.

Three years ago, he came here with his great dream of getting rich overnight, and now he is saying goodbye here in clothes that add up to less than one hundred yuan.

The huge LED screen on the outer wall of the company rolls and plays a collection of Fan Yichen's personal videos, both ancient and modern. What hasn't changed is his impeccable face and superb acting skills.

Ji Zexi admitted that he was wrong. He shouldn't stab Fan Yichen's puppet because of that dirty jealousy, and he shouldn't treat a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart after Fan Yichen's death.

He wants to know that from now on, he will escape into the empty door and focus on goodness, and there will be no time to wash away his sins.

The weather in early spring changed as soon as it was said, a few dark clouds blocked the rising sun, and the cool wind blew past Ji Zexi's ear, and by the way brought three colder words.

"Don't try to run."

Ji Zexi was caught off guard and shivered.

"I didn't want to run, I just watched your video and I was fascinated by it. As expected of the actor, it looks good when played in such a big size haha." The young man's warm voice was also scattered into the wind, and he didn't know who he was explaining to.

In fact, since last year, dubbing for film and television dramas has become Ji Zexi's main source of income, but he is not a professional and has no qualifications, so it is difficult to receive major roles.

Seeing that the balance of the bank card was approaching three digits, Ji Zexi became wicked and decided to hit the new tenant at home.

Different from the Specter in Ji Zexi's imagination, Fan Yichen's body is complete, except for some transparency, which is almost the same as when he was alive.

After making sure that Fan Yichen would not take himself away for the time being, Ji Zexi was forced to make a living and had to summon up his courage.

"Brother Chen."

Fan Yichen was lying on the rocking chair reading a book at the moment, Ji Zexi knelt on the side, lying on the armrest and said sweetly.

Ji Zexi endured the discomfort caused by ingratiating himself to his family, and said softly, "Brother Chen, if people like you so much, why don't you help them?"

Fan Yichen frowned, the book in his hand was at an angle.

It's a play!

"Honey, darling!" Ji Zexi repeated, rocking his rocking chair.

Fan Yichen couldn't bear it any longer, and said sternly: "I hope you understand one thing, my patience is limited, you don't want to do anything."

Ji Zexi was beaten, and just wanted to retreat, Yu Guang swept to the unclosed bank card balance interface, and said painfully: "Since brother doesn't want to help me, then brother, why don't you take me away, and die at the hands of brother It's better than starving to death alive."

Fan Yichen gritted his teeth, "What the hell do you want?"

Ji Zexi took a notepad and a pen from the wooden computer desk on the side, and his amber eyes shimmered.

Fan Yichen was all too familiar with this configuration, and Ji Zexi deliberately acted like this just to get his autograph.

Li Gui couldn't help but feel a little moved.

He had an occupational disease attack, and he signed a note on a sticky note.

Feifengwu's signature, the writing style is strong and free and easy.

Ji Zexi didn't answer, and still blinked at Fan Yichen.

Based on what Fan Yichen knew about Ji Zexi, he had a bad hunch.

Sure enough, the pitiful person with red eyes one second later said with bright eyes, "It's okay to sign a copy!"

Fan Yichen: "..."