Wear it quickly, it's better to live a miserable life than to die

Barbecue stalls at night are always open all night.

When Ding Yi and Wang Yazhi paid the bill and left, the tables outside were still full of people.

Life in a big city includes a rich nightlife.

Ding Yi was very satisfied with his face. In order to increase his exposure, he did not wear a mask after eating.

It just happened so coincidentally, perhaps this was also part of Ding Yi's plan.

The two of them were stopped by a group of drunks. Three fat and round men opened their arms to block Ding Yi and Wang Yazhi's way.

Wang Yazhi shouted: "What do you want to do? Get out of the way."

The two legs in the shadow were shaking non-stop, they were extremely scared. They often came to this barbecue stall to eat skewers, and had never encountered such a thing.

Although Wang Yazhi was afraid, she still stood bravely in front of Ding Yi. She did so only because she wanted to be worthy of her salary.

Ding Yi earned several thousand yuan today and gave Wang Yazhi one thousand yuan as a tip.

At that time, Wang Yazhi was so happy that she didn't know what to do.

The three drunks were laughing and making dirty jokes.

"Sister, why are you in such a hurry? It's still early. Come and have a drink with your brother."

As they spoke, one of them tried to pull Wang Yazhi, while two of them went around to Ding Yi who was behind with bad intentions.

Ding Yi's eyes were slightly cold, she wanted to be famous and had even thought of a title: Encountering a Stunning Beauty at a BBQ Stall.

Instead of meeting a few old beasts like now.

Wang Yanzi closed her eyes in fear. Ding Yi patted her shoulder, pulled her aside, raised his long legs, and kicked out with a whirlwind kick.

The three drunks were first hit in the face with two big kicks, and then kicked three meters away.

There were three of them, about 180 to 200 pounds and weighing nearly 200 pounds. One was pressing on another, and the man was groaning on the ground.

At this time, the owner of the barbecue stall heard the waiter say that someone was causing trouble, so he ran out to check. He was confused. Who was causing trouble?

I didn’t see anyone.

The boss pushed aside the onlookers and saw three drunkards lying on the ground with painful expressions on their faces. He looked around the place, searching for the victim.

Didn't see it.

At this point, the three people on the ground look more like victims.

From the moment Ding Yi kicked the man to the moment the three drunks flew out, it took less than ten seconds in total.

It took less than half a minute for the boss to come over.

The boss looked around and saw that the people watching all had the same expression, their mouths wide open, stunned.

The boss is confused and can't make up his mind.

"Is this a collective evil spirit?"

"Ah——" Half a minute later, some of the witnesses at the scene finally reacted and screamed, "So handsome, little sister, look at me, I can do it."

"Can I, too, Miss Sister, collect the leg pendant?"

"Miss, do you have a boyfriend? I can handle it. I can take a beating."

"Miss, don't be so stuck on gender. I can do it too."

Ding Yi turned around and smiled slightly. The light shone on that beautiful face, and in the mist, she looked like a fairy in a painting.

Screams broke out again at the scene.

Ding Yi pulled the stunned Wang Yazhi over and ran away before anyone else could rush over.

This caused a burst of sighs and complaints full of regret from the back.

There was no work the next day, so Ding Yi slept until he woke up naturally.

Wang Yazhi did not return to school. She was curled up on the sofa in the living room. Suddenly, she screamed, rushed into the room, and dragged up the sleeping Ding Yi.

"Sister Rong, look, you're famous. Thirty million views, five million likes, and the numbers are still rising."

Ding Yi remained indifferent, closed his eyes, and said he would not look at it.

Wang Yazhi was unhappy and shook Ding Yi, "Sister Rong, why are you not interested?"

As she spoke, Wang Yazhi was furious. She leaned close to Ding Yi's ear and yelled, "You are famous, Sister Rong. I said you are famous."

Wang Yazhi recalled her aunt's comment: "Such a beautiful face is wasted. If she had a little bit of patience, Zhang Tingrong would have been very successful under Master Qu's guidance."

Ding Yi pushed Wang Yazhi away and finally opened his eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes, he was full of disgust.

"I'm an actor, isn't it normal for me to be angry?"

Wang Yazhi was stunned for three seconds, then realized that she and Ding Yi were not talking about the same thing.

Wang Yazhi handed the phone to Ding Yi, put her hands on her hips, and laughed, "Sister Rong, who told you about acting? Don't you have any idea of ​​how well you act? What I'm saying is that the video of you beating someone last night went viral."

Wang Yazhi swallowed her saliva, recalling the moment Ding Yi looked back and smiled in the video. It was so beautiful that she felt like she was going to be gay.

I don’t know which little cutie was holding up the phone from beginning to end, and Wang Mei took a picture of Sister Rong’s heroic figure.

After wiping the non-existent saliva from the corner of her mouth, Wang Yazhi looked at Ding Yi with sharp eyes, but Ding Yi lowered his head to look at his mobile phone.

The video was playing what happened last night, and all the comments below were from bored people asking for addresses, names, etc.

"Sister Rong, how is it?" Wang Yazhi approached Ding Yi, and her big face suddenly came closer. Ding Yi pushed it aside with disgust.

"You didn't brush your teeth."

Wang Yazhi only felt that her soul had been hit by 10,000 critical hits, plus another 10,000 combo hits. She covered her chest with a hurt expression, which made Ding Yi think that she was a talent.

Compared to Zhang Tingrong's acting, which was like convulsions and with all her facial features flying around, Wang Yazhi's acting was much more natural.

In the afternoon, Sister Wang found time to call Ding Yi, "Xiao Rong, Director Zhang has a role for a martial arts substitute, are you interested?"

Ding Yi refused outright. She wanted to be famous, not to be a stand-in.

After she becomes famous she can make a cameo appearance occasionally, but not now.

She planned that if things really didn't work out, she would finance and shoot a drama herself.

Just because Zhang Tingrong has no money doesn’t mean she has no money.

In such a society, if she couldn't make money quickly, it would be a real waste of her time traveling through so many worlds.

"Sister Wang, please don't consider roles like a stand-in for me, but if it's other roles where you can show your face, Sister Wang, you can show them to me."

On the other end of the phone, Sister Wang was stunned for half a minute, and asked in disbelief: "Xiao Rong, from the tone of your voice, you have thought it through now and are ready to develop in the entertainment industry."

As expected of aunt and niece, Sister Wang is just like Wang Yazhi, once they start talking, it’s hard to stop.

Ding Yi simply put the phone away from his ear and turned on the microphone.

"Xiao Rong, I'm not saying anything bad to you, but you're meant to be in the entertainment industry. After several rounds of rectification, the entertainment industry is not as chaotic and blatant as it was a dozen years ago. Now, hehe..."

Finally, Sister Wang advised Ding Yi: "Mr. Qu is a very good boss. He doesn't oppress his employees and is good to the artists. Feixing Entertainment has no hidden rules. Xiaorong, if you want to renew your contract, Sister Wang still advises you that Feixing Entertainment is the best choice. You have no background, only your looks. Even though the entertainment industry has been rectified many times, it is still very dangerous..."