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

The personalities of Bai Zhou and Song Shiyu are much different.

The way Ji Xinxin treats them and his attitude towards them are naturally quite different.

Don't even think of Bai Zhou as an irritable kid who didn't fight the house for three days, he was very behaved when he was in front of Ji Xinxin.

No matter what Ji Xinxin thinks in her heart, her attitude is obvious: I treat Bai Zhou as a younger brother.

This brings a lot of convenience to Ji Fanyin: When I am with Bai Zhou, it is okay to scold him.

My elder sister disciplines his younger brother. Bai Tian is quite used to being preached by Ji Xinxin, and she feels happily that the other party cares about him and is good for him.

During the dinner, the day was uncharacteristically silent. Almost all topics were initiated by Ji Fanyin and he passively answered the conversation. Obviously, he was not used to this immersive experience.

Ji Fanyin keeps picking food for him as usual, with precise eyes, picking things that he likes to eat in the daytime.

The day did not say a word but ate it bit by bite.

When he finally put down his chopsticks, he suddenly asked, "The same is true when you and Song Shi met together?"

Although the content of the question is not very polite, the tone is really pleasant to the day.

"Shi Yu?" Ji Fanyin put his chin on and poured a cup of light tea for the teenager and pushed it in front of him, "You are different."

"...Where is it different?" Bai Zhou stared at the cup pushed in front of his eyes. The tea inside was clear and only three or four tea leaves floated, which was his tea-drinking preference.

"Hmm..." Ji Fanyin prolonged his voice and sold it off half-jokingly, "What is the difference?"

"Does Song Shiyu make you like him too?"

Ji Fanyin sighed, and she said as if dealing with a temper tantrum: "You know I have rejected him."

"That's not what I asked!" Bai Zhou suddenly turned his head and stared at Ji Fanyin viciously, "The same is true of your deal with him?"

Ji Fanyin blinked without responding, leaning on his side and staring at the boy's eyes with a smile on his face.

The two looked at each other for more than ten seconds, and the roots of Bai Shi's ears became red, and their eyes began to drift.

He grinds his molars, and cast his gaze to the ground: "Song Shi met this stupid X, and he was deceived by your face. You are incomparable to your sister!"

Ji Fanyin's answer was to touch Bai Zhou's hair, but the latter slapped his hand to open it.

"I know what you're thinking." Bai Shiru twisted his eyebrows tightly, his voice was bored, "You like Song Shiyu, even if you are a stand-in, you want to be close to him, so under the guise of charging Find a reasonable excuse for yourself."

Ji Fanyin...Ji Fanyin feels that young people have very strong brain replenishment capabilities.

"I am different from Song Shiyu. There is only one person I like, and I won't find her substitute." Bai Zhou raised his chin, "But if you can really pry Song Shiyu away, I can reduce a love rival. Up."

——This is true. Ji Fanyin thought to himself.

But here comes the problem again.

Ji Fanyin didn't really want to be in Song Shiyu.

With this effort, isn't it good for her to find a boyfriend with a pure heart and no time for someone she likes?

"I don't need you to act like my sister just now, pretending to be her." Shiru stood up, and he impatiently kicked the hindering chair back. "I will meet you again in the future. Don't take the initiative to speak unless I ask you, you can speak, do you understand?"

Ji Fanyin felt that it was easier to do this, and it would also prevent him from making use of temporary lines to find lines.

The salary is the same anyway, it has no effect.

So she smiled and nodded in agreement: "Okay."

"Get up." Shirui's expression looked a little satisfied, "There is still time, go somewhere with me."

Ji Fanyin thought a lot about where she would want to go during the day, but she never expected the ending.

In Baizhou, as a violent boy on a motorcycle, a golden soup ladle player, and a big coach, he finally chose the photo sticker machine that is only used by junior high school students and is full of ancient history.

The moment Ji Fanyin stood in front of the photo sticker machine, he probably couldn't help showing a smiley expression for a second.

——Discovered by Dayu.

He cursed and said, "You take the money to do things, don't talk nonsense", and pushed Ji Fanyin in.

Ji Fanyin sat on the inside of the bench and pressed a few buttons curiously.

God knows how long she hasn't touched this photo sticker.

The day with long hands and long legs squeezed in behind him, his long legs bent between the camera and the chair with nowhere to go.

This kind of shooting space is inherently small. Two adults, Ji Fanyin and Bai Zhou, squeezed in it, but the distance between two fists was actually vacated.

"How do you want to shoot?" Ji Fanyin asked the client's opinion with a good temper.

Shiji cleared his throat: "Don't talk, listen to my instructions."

As he said, he scanned the QR code and paid the money first, and then snapped and snapped, and took a photo of two people sitting on the same bench in a strange way.

After the photo was printed, Shiji glanced at it, revealing an expression of extreme dissatisfaction.

"Need help?" Ji Fanyin asked kindly for the second time.

She could see that Bai Zhou was an inexperienced junior brother.

"No need!" Shirui said in a vicious voice, "Sit here a little! Come next to me!"

Ji Fanyin approached him according to words. Before the distance was narrowed to within a fist, Shidai couldn't help moving outwards, but he had long since retreated, and he squeezed pitifully on the iron sheet that half-enclosed the edge of the seat. His face froze.

Ji Fanyin thought his blushing expression was a bit funny, and slapped the camera button.

At the same time, Bai Zhou couldn't bear to reach out and pushed Ji Fanyin away, and whispered: "Don't get so close!"

Ji Fanyin stepped back half a foot, raising his hand in a gesture of surrender: "You want to get closer and don't get too close. Give a distance standard?"

Shirui pointed at the camera: "You, than gestures."

Ji Fanyin looked at his movements, followed by raising a V's scissors hand amusedly, almost unable to hold back a smile in his heart.

——Junior high school students are dating?

"Don't laugh!" Bai Shiru scolded dissatisfiedly.

Ji Fanyin closed a smile and looked at the camera.

The same five faculties easily show different temperaments, which is a basic skill for actors.

Ji Fanyin can play Ji Xinxin, but her facial features are not actually gentle.

The sharp eyebrows, narrow tails of eyes and full lips make her look a little arrogant and inhuman when she is not smiling.

Bai Tian looked at the camera and looked at it, and felt that something was wrong.

He obviously wanted to take a photo collection of himself and Ji Xinxin, borrowing Ji Fanyin's face, but when Ji Fanyin was not acting, he and Ji Xinxin could be so different.

What's the point of taking this photo!

Bai Tian took a deep breath and gritted his teeth: "I changed my mind, you continue to pretend."

Without a word, Ji Fanyin put on Shirui's shoulder: "Look at me."

Dayu's gaze dodged around twice before falling erraticly on Ji Fanyin's face.

He looked attentively, but he was struggling.

Ji Fanyin took it easy and stretched out his hand to jokingly slap Bai Xiu's hair while taking a continuous shot. Before Bai Xiu could realize what happened, everything was over.

When he was about to have an attack, Ji Fanyin held a long printed photo directly in front of the two of them: "How?"

Shiraku's gaze was involuntarily attracted by the photo of the two people posted on their heads.

He looked and looked at it, and finally grabbed it unreasonably with his hand and stuffed it in his pocket: "Reluctantly, continue to shoot."

As if he became addicted, he took pictures one after another, scanned the QR code and paid money again and again, ignoring the passage of time.

Until Ji Fanyin's bag heard a ringtone interrupted his interest.

Bai Zhou glanced at her bag and ordered: "Hang up."

This time, Ji Fanyin didn't meet the demands of the day with the same temper as before. She turned the surface of her wrist slowly to show him: "I'm going to get off work."

At eight o'clock exactly, the service ends, and no matter how luxurious the pumpkin carriage is, it will disappear.

Bai Zhou: "..." He sat on the spot with a stinky face, a face of a kid who had been confiscated from the game console before he could save it.

Ji Fanyin took out his mobile phone to turn off the alarm, turned his body to the side of the day, and their knees touched each other.

The daytime immediately avoided as if it was stained by something dirty, and said loudly, "What are you doing!"

"Can you give me a hand?" Ji Fanyin glanced at him and asked politely, "After that, I went to the beauty salon at about 8:30 for medical treatment. I have a sense of time and don't like being late."

She gestured to the narrow exit next to the photo sticker machine with her gaze.

The machine was surrounded on five sides, and only this side could enter and exit. Shi Tian was still blocking it tightly and didn't mean to move at all. How could she get out?

"Or do you don't want me to go?" She teased Dayan casually.

The latter was so excited by this sentence, he glared at Ji Fanyin fiercely, got up and opened the curtain and stepped out, not forgetting to turn around and threaten her: "If you dare to say half a word to others about the matter today, I will Let you know what regret is too late!"

"Don't worry, I have a professional ethics." Ji Fanyin's threat to Bai Zhou did not fluctuate. She straightened her long, messy hair and said casually, "Unless you tell others like Song Shiyu."

Bai Zhou was very disdainful of her forcing her to be innocent: "Everyone knows that you like your surname Song, and no one will believe this appearance."

Ji Fanyin thought for a while, and took a tacit attitude to the rumor: "Just treat me as to maintain self-esteem."

Bai Shiqing sneered, trying to sarcastically say "Isn't cheap or cheap", but he didn't say anything when he came to his lips and turned around and walked away.

No one could see his aviator jacket with a stack of cute stickers in the pocket.

Ji Fanyin turned on the phone and was about to call a car to make a face, when he suddenly saw a missed call on the phone.

It was Song Shi met.

The display bell time is only one second, no wonder she didn't hear it at all when she was taking pictures with Shidai.

One second of ringing time is almost equivalent to hanging up directly after ringing, and 80% either immediately regretted the call or made a mistake.

Ji Fanyin thought for a while, and sent Song Shiyu a WeChat message to ask him if he had something to do with him.

The moment the message was sent, she saw a red exclamation mark popping up next to her message, and the system below prompted that both parties were not friends yet and needed to add friends.

Ji Fanyin immediately understood why Song Shiyu never contacted her through WeChat again.

She played with her phone, and quit the WeChat interface indifferently, pretending thoughtfully that she didn't know about it.

Since Song Shiyu didn't say anything, she didn't bother to pierce it.

Immediately afterwards, a phone call from the day came in suddenly.

As soon as Ji Fanyin picked it up, the teenager said commandingly on the other end of the phone: "I forgot just now. I need one day tomorrow, and I will call you later."

Then he hung up rudely.

But Ji Fanyin, who paid 1.5 million yuan, didn't mind such rudeness.

She walked two steps in the direction of the elevator, and Song Shiyu's phone followed him, almost like Bai Tianxin.

"Did Bai Zhou find you?" Song Shiyu asked when he started.

Ji Fanyin stepped on the escalator and asked with a smile, "Didn't you tell him about me?"

Song Shi was evasive and did not answer: "Tomorrow I will have dinner with me."

"Sorry, there was a reservation just now." Ji Fanyin bluntly rejected him.

Song Shiyu was silent for a few seconds: "Is it day?"

Ji Fanyin did not answer him.

But Song Shiyu didn't seem to need to answer either. He cut off the call soon after asking the question.

Ji Fanyin put down the phone and played with it in the palm of his hand, and began to think: If this kind of time conflict occurs again in the future, shouldn't the auction service be introduced?