Guangyan himself also wanted this job, but obviously neither Gong Mingjing nor Sheng Jingyang would compromise, he simply said: "The two young masters are the best among supernatural beings, it's really hard to choose, why don't you let Xiaoshu wake up and choose for yourself.”

Sheng Jingyang's face darkened.

Zhang Huan immediately gloated a little, and knew that Yan Wushu would not choose Sheng Jingyang.

The author has something to say:

Sheng Jingyang: Who cares about this little trash.

Author: You look very embarrassed when you compete for a job.

A little bit late, too much fishing last night

I want to adjust schedule today, maybe it will be early or maybe will simply dove (early warning)

Chapter 17

It was already afternoon when Yan Wushu woke up.

Not long after he woke up, he was faced with a choice between the two. He looked left and right, and finally chose Gong Mingjing.

Sheng Jingyang's face darkened: "How can I be inferior to him? Is he able to protect you or I can protect you?"

In terms of combat effectiveness, Sheng Jingyang is indeed superior. If he encounters a mastermind behind the scenes, Sheng Jingyang will react more quickly.

However, Yan Wushu whispered: "The hair, the hair is too conspicuous..."

This reason silenced Sheng Jingyang, and finally left with a cold snort.

Gong Mingjing looked at his leaving back, and suddenly asked: "It's not that reason."

Yan Wushu rubbed his eyes for a while before realizing what he was talking about, and nodded: "Well, I just don't want to choose him." With some emotion.

It is true that red hair is not conducive to action, but even if Sheng Jingyang is ordinary in appearance, Yan Wushu still would not choose him. The reason is very simple, who would act with a dangerous person who hates him.

"It's terrible..." whispered softly.

Yan Wushu still remembered the scene on the ring, subconsciously touched his neck.

Gong Mingjing noticed his movements and remained silent.

"I'm going to change clothes, do you want to get ready too?" Yan Wushu said to him.

Gong Mingjing nodded, turned and left.

Seeing his back disappear, Yan Wushu breathed a sigh of relief.

Sheng Jingyang is scary, but Gong Mingjing is not much better for him.

Yan Wushu dawdled with the skirt and put it on, puffed up and unhappy, but this unhappiness didn't last long, and he forgot it again when he got dressed.

After some preparations, a group of five set off for Nanhu.

Since they wanted to join the banquet, they couldn't squeeze into the same car, so they split up into two routes. Sheng Jingyang and Zhang Huan found a car, while Yan Wushu and Gong Mingjing Guangyan went together.

I don't know where Mitsuhiko and Gong Mingjing found the outfits, both of them were wearing formal clothes, one was the driver and the other was the driver.

wealthy

Upstart.

Although Gong Mingjing was originally a wealthy young master, he never gave Yan Wushu that kind of impression, so when he saw Gong Mingjing who was well dressed and his hair was combed back carefully, he didn't even recognize him at first.

Noble and alienated, it fits the stereotype of a noble young master.

Yan Wushu looked at it for a while until he got in the car.

Gong Mingjing finally couldn't help turning his head to look at him: "What are you looking at?"

Yan Wushu shook his head and stopped looking at him.

But I heard him muttering in a very low volume: "One more pair of glasses will be right."

He often heard from Xiao Yuan that Gong Mingjing's glasses and handmade models are the best sellers.Thinking about it now, it is true that wearing glasses is more in line with his temperament. Whether it is the current look or usual, multiple pairs of glasses should be better.

Yan Wushu just muttered casually and didn't take it to heart.Gong Mingjing didn't seem to hear it, and didn't respond.

When they arrived at Nanhu Lake, the lights were already on, and the other three people had no legal status, so they had to find their own way to get in.

In the end, only Gong Mingjing walked in through the main entrance with Yan Wushu in his arms.

After handing over the invitation letter, the waiter at the door was stunned for a long time before he lowered his head to check the invitation letter under Gong Mingjing's frowning reminder: "Ah, please come in, both of you please come in..."

The moment the girl in the white skirt passed by, it seemed as if she could still smell a vague fragrance, which made people forget about it.

When the figure was gone, the waiter hadn't turned his head, and was urged by the next guest before reluctantly regaining his senses and continuing to work, but his mind still couldn't get back from the girl just now.

Walking into the hall, Yan Wushu realized that there were unusually many people here. The entire exhibition center was full of celebrities and ladies talking and laughing while drinking wine.

It's just that when the two of them entered the venue, the noisy venue suddenly became quiet.

Gong Mingjing noticed that from time to time there were eyes looking this way.

Because his hair was so flamboyant and eye-catching, Sheng Jingyang was patrolling the venue wearing sunglasses and a hat disguised as a security guard. Naturally, he could also see this scene, and couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

Guangyan and Zhang Huan, who were disguised as waiters, hid in the corridor on the second floor, looked at the situation below and smiled: "Look, this trick really works, I think that guy should have noticed it."

"Hello, my surname is Zhang, and I'm the CEO of Qize Films in Tongye City. May I ask who you are?" The visitor greeted Gong Mingjing face-to-face, but his gaze kept on Yan Wushu, with an obvious purpose.

There are still many people looking at this side from behind, eager to try.

Gong Mingjing took a look, closed his eyelids slightly, and gave a casual name, before the other party asked about Yan Wushu, he interrupted directly: "Sorry, my wife is not feeling well, I will send her to rest first."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but drag Yan Wushu, who hadn't reacted yet, up to the second floor.

The evening wind was blowing on the balcony, Yan Wushu glanced at the closed door, then at Gong Mingjing, and asked softly, "Don't you need to attract the murderer's attention down there?"

"Let's go later."

As long as Yan Wushu is present, he must be the center of attention. There is no need to be there all the time, and it will be troublesome if he stays for a long time.

"Oh." Yan Wushu answered in the affirmative, felt bored, so lay down on the balcony in a daze to blow the air.

Where the light is not enough, the white bird skirt in the night is like a budding epiphyllum, exuding dim fluorescence.

Gong Mingjing's eyes fell on his back, and he quickly looked away as if he had been burned. He stood still for a moment, and then imitated Yan Wushu and leaned on the balcony railing to look at the distant night scene.

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