Forced to open business after picking up a tyrant [Entertainment]

In the evening, when the rain was pouring, even if we were standing face to face, it was as if there was a piece of frosted glass in front of us.

On the side of the road outside Dongyun Lane, a star-grey Jaguar was doing double jumps, next to a police car behind it, the red and blue lights on the roof were flashing, and from time to time it was accompanied by thunder and lightning in mid-air complement each other.

Shen Nian stubbornly held the umbrella, the sudden rain and the wind wet his clothes arbitrarily.

The policeman who was taking notes laughed loudly, afraid that the sound of the rain would cover his voice: "Don't open your umbrella, just go back and take a shower. The bones of your umbrella are broken."

The policeman returned the driver's license to him, and glanced at another man, who was as straight as a light pole on the street.

Earlier, Shen Nian suspected that this man had damaged his brain, so he immediately called the police.After the police arrived, they checked Shen Nian's driving recorder and confirmed that the car did not hit anyone.

The main reason was that the lightning bolt was too fierce.

In the video, there was a flash of white light, and then the man fell in front of the car.There was no injury on his body, and when he got up, Triso.

"What's your name?" The police opened the electronic notepad.

The man stood two steps away from Shen Nian, he was half a head taller than Shen Nian, his brow bones were sharp, his slender phoenix eyes were soaked in rain, thick and deep, he just looked at Shen Nian like this.

"Hey, the police uncle is asking you something."

Shen Nian blocked the umbrella with two broken ribs in the direction of this person, he was embarrassed to stare at the other person's figure.

That's probably how the words envy, jealousy and shame came about.

Men are different, Daming looked at Shen Nian generously, moved his lower lip coldly: "Zhen..."

Shen Nian: "??"

It's still broken.

Police record: "Zheng... um, Guaner Zheng? Zheng Han..."

Man: "...Xi."

The policeman glanced at him cheerfully: "It's quite rare."

The man turned his dark eyes, landed on the umbrella in front of him, and said slowly: "Jian Xichen."

Shen Nian was surprised by his gaze, and looked along the umbrella.

"With Jane Eyre, I will give you a true love that spans time and space. "Jane Eyre With You", I promise you Valentine's Day."

This advertising umbrella was a promotional activity when the movie "Jane Eyre Accompanying" was released.

Shen Nian noticed the word "Jane" at the beginning.

A bizarre idea suddenly popped into my mind, this person can't be a nonsense, can he?

Shen Nian secretly glanced at Jian Xichen, doubts fell into his heart like rain.

Police: "ID number."

Jian Xichen: "Forgot."

Police: "Where do you live?"

Jian Xichen: "Forgot."

The policeman smiled: "Then what do you remember?"

Jian Xichen pointed at Shen Nian without hesitation: "He."

"??"

Shen Nian was slightly stunned for supporting the fingers with the broken umbrella ribs, and let go of his hand. Without the support of the umbrella ribs, the umbrella surface immediately collapsed.

Shen Nian was holding a half-collapsed umbrella, so he had to raise his gaze to meet Jian Xichen: "Hey, you misunderstood the person, it seems that we met for the first time tonight. Think about it carefully and make it clear, heavy rainy days , don’t delay going home.”

The rain poured on Jian Xichen's broad shoulders, and rolled down his muscular chest muscles, as if a layer of smooth olive oil had been applied, making his skin more delicate.

Jian Xichen's sharp eyes focused on Shen Nian's face, each word was dragged heavily: "I know you, your name is Shen Nian."

"...Damn it." Shen Nian's face turned pale, and his neckline straightened with fright.

Shen Nian gave the driver's license to the police directly, and was sure that neither the police nor he had read his name face to face.

Jian Xichen stopped talking again, folded his hands, looked down at him, and wrote arrogantly "How can I admit the wrong person".

"The name is right, I didn't recognize the wrong person." The policeman patted Shen Nian on the shoulder, with a strange smile: "It's the first time I see you tonight, I understand. After the appointment, I will send the person back. I chatted a lot on the street. Ugly, luckily no one is on the road now."

"Comrade policeman, it's not what you think." Shen Nian explained more and more darkly, "I really don't know him."

The policeman understood: "I understand, whichever bar brought it out, it will be sent back. Such heavy rain, don't delay people going home."

Shen Nian spat out a mouthful of old blood, and cursed inwardly: "Ghost knows which bar."

No, what did I have an appointment with?

"The filing has been done, there is nothing else to do, so go back early." The police said.

Shen Nian was taken aback: "Aren't you going to take him away?"

"No, he didn't do anything wrong." The policeman walked to the police car, opened the door, and turned his head in Jian Xichen's direction at Shen Nian, "At any rate, you still give people a full dress, even in the middle of the night, it still affects the appearance of the city. Well."

Shen Nian didn't want to talk to Jian Xichen, but this person's eyes were like a secondary radar, scanning him all the time.

"Jane Xichen?"

After Shen Nian finished shouting, he suddenly realized that this person's name was exactly the same as the Emperor Xichen who had just been blacklisted by him.

coincide?retribution?

It came too fast.

Shen Nian had disgust written all over his body, but he still listened to the police and pulled out a crumpled T-shirt and a pair of boxers from the trunk.

That was when he occasionally slept in the company, a temporary change of clothes.

Jian Xichen took it unceremoniously, put it on in front of him, compared the shoulder length, and looked down at the trousers: "It's too small."

The shoulder width is two inches shorter, and the boxer pants are a little tight.

Shen Nian's attention fell on where he shouldn't be, and half a second later, he cursed and got back on the car.

People are more mad than people.

Shen Nian got into the car, and before he fastened his seat belt, he heard the co-pilot's door open and close, twice.

"what are you doing?!"

Jian Xichen also sat in and called him, "Treason."

Shen Nian's black face: "Go down."

Jian Xichen turned his eyes sideways, tapped his fingertips on the armrest box twice, and changed his words: "Shen Nian."

His voice was low, the corners of his lips were slightly pursed, and his crumpled T-shirt made him wear a kind of "clothed animal" gentle grace.

This face, this temperament, go out and hoo hoo little girl, be sure to flirt with each other.

"Amitabha." Shen Nian muttered a word, released the foot brake, and drove the people away, "Which bar is it, I'll take you back."

Mr. Shen was stunned.

Nearly midnight, the rain still showed no signs of stopping.

The car slowly drove into the alley, and there was a stone archway at the entrance of the alley, with three official scripts engraved squarely in the middle.

"Dongyun Lane".

Jian Xichen's pupils shrank, and she stared at those words closely, not knowing what she was thinking.

Shen Nian slowed down the car: "Where do you live?"

He drove this person around all the nearby bars and clubs just now, but none of them claimed him.However, a few of them were very enthusiastic and took the initiative to ask Jian Xichen for the price, saying that they could cover food and housing, and pay five social insurances and one housing fund.

Shen Nian looked at himself in the rearview mirror inside the car.

How good is it to be a male waiter now?Otherwise, he can change his career too, which is much easier than the screenwriter who racked his brains to code words.

"This is Dongyun?" Jian Xichen showed a rare daze.

"Yeah, Dongyun Lane. It's an old alley, it existed before the founding of the People's Republic of China."

Jian Xichen was silent again, and then said something out of nowhere.

"I'm hungry."

"What?"

"I'm hungry and want to eat."

In the depths of the alley, there is a street-crossing building. There is a wonton stand in the open space downstairs. A wire is pulled from the room on the second floor, and an uncovered light bulb is hung on the wall.

Shen Nian ordered two bowls of small wontons, and when they were served, they were steaming.

Zhang Bo is an old man who lives alone in the alley. Every morning and evening, he will set up a stall downstairs across the street. Shen Nian has visited him several times and knows him by face.

"Mr. Shen, if you're late, I'll close the stall." Zhang Bohan smiled, "It's raining too much today, and business is in decline."

Shen Nian touched two bills, which were more than the price of two bowls of wontons: "Uncle Zhang, I'm sorry."

Uncle Zhang drew a card: "This is the first time you have brought someone here."

"I ran into it on the road, my mind is not very good." Shen Nian forcefully gave him the other one, "I don't remember home."

Jian Xichen was so hungry that she buried her head in eating wontons without saying a word.

"Out of your mind? Let me see." Uncle Zhang pulled down the light bulb, and the light shone on Jian Xichen.

Jian Xichen closed her eyes reflexively, and turned her head away.

"Zhang Bo, it's okay." Shen Nian was embarrassed and grabbed Zhang Bo's arm.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Zhang seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, he refused to remove the light, stared at Jian Xichen, and muttered in a low voice: "Fate returns, the water of the bright moon, the power is the most important, the outside is the inside, the dominance of all things, It is cold water that is the phase of gold."

"..." Shen Nian regretted bringing someone to the wonton stall.

He forgot about the fact that Uncle Zhang likes to look at physiognomy.

Zhang Bo often boasted that he was a descendant of Zhang Tianshi, and his ability to judge by bones was passed down from his ancestors.

When Zhang Bo just moved here, there were people who hurriedly looked for him for a look, but it was a pity that the calculation was never accurate.

Over time, the neighbors in the neighborhood only regarded him as nonsense.

"Yes, Uncle Zhang, you are right." Shen Nian said perfunctorily, seeing Jian Xichen finished eating the last wonton, he hurriedly said, "Finish, let's go."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Bo gave a "gudong" and knelt in front of Jian Xichen, "This is the emperor's face."

The corner of Shen Nian's mouth twitched, and he touched his forehead to make sure he didn't have a fever.

Did he really go to hell tonight?

One, two, all out of their minds?

"Uncle Zhang, the ground is wet, get up quickly." Shen Nian stretched out his hand to pull him, "He is not an emperor, the police said, he is just a bar employee."

"He is right, I am Dongyun, Xichen."

Shen Nian rolled his eyes: "..."

I you a ghost.