All the protagonists of the abuse novels I wrote have come to me

Song Bai had a headache when he woke up. He and Jiang Can chatted for a long time last night, and it was almost four o'clock when he went to bed. Because the cameraman was coming at 07:30, he set the alarm clock for seven o'clock.

Fortunately, he usually has a regular schedule, and it's nothing if he didn't sleep well all night. He opened the window and took a few breaths of fresh air, washed his face, and regained his energy.

She thought she was the first one to wake up, but when she opened the door to go out, Jiang Can was already waiting in the living room.

He was sitting on the sofa and swiping his phone. It seemed that he was sending messages to someone. His posture was very casual, without any restraint, as if he was sitting at his own home, and it didn't look like he just got up. It seemed that he had been sitting for a long time. .

Song Bailue immediately felt relieved when he thought about it. Jiang Can has been very self-disciplined since he was a student. Whether it is study, life or work, he is used to being well-organized. As long as he is willing to work hard, any matter entrusted to him will be 100% perfect, so those sufferings Can't overwhelm him, smart and hardworking, even if such a person falls into a trough, it is only temporary.

Jiang Can raised her head when she heard the noise, and smiled slightly: "Morning."

"Morning." Song Bai curled his lips. After the night talk last night, his relationship with Jiang Can has become much closer, even surpassing those who came first, Zhu Peiqi and Zhu Jin. If we were still strangers yesterday, today we already counted. friends.

For Song Bai, who has always been slow in interpersonal communication, the progress can be described as unprecedentedly fast.

"Don't you need to wait for them to take a picture of getting up?" No, he can already actively find topics.

Jiang Can nodded at the seat next to her and motioned for him to sit over: "No, the scene of getting up early was already filmed yesterday, so there's no need to repeat it, the audience won't like to watch this."

"That's not necessarily true." Song Bai didn't sit there but went to the kitchen. The kitchen is open and connected to the living room. He took out two boxes of pure milk from the refrigerator. He hesitated when he saw the cake from last night, and took it together. Come out, "Your fans are probably dying to see you getting up a few more times."

Jiang Can held her chin and smiled, "Do you want to see it?"

Song Bai walked back, met his gaze on the way, and his heart skipped a beat. Jiang Can's face was too lethal. Everyone has a love for beauty. He thinks he hasn't cultivated enough to not be moved by beauty. What's more, his gender is male and he likes males. How could such a handsome guy be completely indifferent in front of him.

However, he was aware of Jiang Can's sexual orientation. After all, he personally wrote the heroine to him, so no matter how much she was moved by her beauty, it was pure appreciation and would not give rise to superfluous thoughts.

If he said last night that he wanted to make Jiang Can an idol, he was mostly joking, but now he really has the meaning of looking at a male god.

"I'm talking about your fans," he said.

Jiang Can's innocent face: "Didn't you say last night that you will be my fan in the future?" His expression darkened instantly, "Don't you regret it?"

Song Bai: "..."

Well, this male god is a bit dark-bellied.

He decisively changed the subject and passed the milk over: "I don't usually cook, and I don't have any ingredients at home. I'll drink some milk first, and then I have cake..." He was a little bit reluctant when it came to cake. It was given to him, he originally planned to taste it alone when he was free, but there was really nothing to eat, he didn't want to starve Jiang Can, so he decided to share it.

Jiang Can's eyes moved: "The person who came to look for you last night gave it to you?"

Song Bai said, "Did you see it?"

Jiang Can glanced at the cake: "I see, it's your friend?"

Song Baidao: "It's the resident downstairs. He works in the massage parlor opposite, so he's not very familiar."

Jiang Can squinted her eyes, recalling the person's appearance last night: "Did he celebrate his birthday yesterday?"

"No." Song Bai took off the lid of the cake. The palm-sized fruit cake was still fresh after a night in the refrigerator. "I did him a favor yesterday, and he came to thank me. Hey, why is there only one fork?"

Generally, cake shops would give an extra fork, but he searched through the paper bag but only saw one.

Just about to get up and go to the kitchen to get a spoon, Jiang Can suddenly reached out and picked up the whole cake: "Thank you, I just happened to be hungry, so you're welcome."

No, I mean we're evenly split...

Song Bai thought in his heart, but after being stared at by Jiang Can, he reflexively handed over the fork, which was still with both hands.

I was once again annoyed by my conditioned submissive physique.

Jiang Can originally just wanted to make a joke, but seeing his little expression, she didn't want to return it. Thinking of the picture she saw through the shelf last night, and Song Bai's expression when she just mentioned the owner of the cake, she unceremoniously dug a piece , and changed the subject by the way: "I'm going to leave after filming the material for getting up early in a while."

Song Bai looked away from the cake in an instant: "So fast?"

"The program needs to be fresh and have ups and downs, and we can't always stay in one place." Jiang Can explained, "This is an agreement with the program team in advance, and we can't be opportunistic."

Variety shows need something to watch. If the star stays in one place, it is comfortable, but the audience will not like to watch it, so the program team specially told the stars in advance not to stay in one place, and try to stay in one place. To create something to watch, he is not a movie star but a newcomer in the entertainment industry, and he has no capital to compete with the show crew.

Fortunately, this feeling of deleting the account with experience and restarting is quite interesting, otherwise it would not be difficult if he really wanted to get out, it just took some effort.

"I understand." Song Bai said.

With different identities, Jiang Can will definitely not be able to stay like Zhu Peiqi.

Jiang Can ate the whole cake in twos and twos without leaving a single bit of it. Seeing the empty plate, she was satisfied, and said, "You have my phone number and WeChat, keep in touch at all times, remember to notify me as soon as possible if you need anything. Me, you don't have to worry about Shi Lezhi, I will continue to have people investigate."

Speaking of Shi Lezhi, the ease on Song Bai's face disappeared immediately.

He didn't sleep well in the second half of the night, except that he slept late mainly because of Shi Lezhi.

According to what Jiang Can said, he met Shi Lezhi half a year ago, and found a chance to chat with him once.

At that time, Jiang Can expressed his attitude to Shi Lezhi, and was more curious about him as the author. As for whether to retaliate or not, we can wait until we meet someone. After this chat, it disappeared.

"After I recognized him, I asked Xiao Li to find out his identity, so I knew he was just an auxiliary police officer. But at that time, I was busy promoting a new play, so I didn't have time to deal with him. I only left my contact information. When I am free, I can no longer contact people.”

Song Bai's face turned pale at the time, and it was definitely because he wanted to take revenge on him. Although Zhu Peiqi also gave up her arranged identity, at least he came to join him immediately. Although it was mainly because she hated being poor, at least she showed her attitude Well, Shi Lezhi disappeared so inexplicably, it is very likely that he went to sharpen his knife alone.

For a moment, the images of various bosses in movies and TV flashed across his mind, and a layer of cold sweat oozed from his back. No matter how much Jiang Can comforted him, he couldn't calm his uneasiness.

He doesn't know Shi Lezhi's whereabouts, but Shi Lezhi has his own GPS navigation to know where he is. This kind of feeling that I am in the open and the enemy is in the dark is very bad.

In the middle of the night, Song Bai had a nightmare. He dreamed that Da Lao Shi came back domineeringly with a group of younger brothers. Without a word, he was kidnapped and ten tortures were carried out. It was horrific.

So when Shi Lezhi was mentioned, his whole body tensed up.

Song Bai took a deep breath and said, "Leave the investigation of Shi Lezhi to me. You are a star. If people find out that you are secretly investigating a policeman, it will affect you."

Jiang Can tore off the straw from the milk carton and stuck it in, replaced the unopened one in Song Bai's hand, and comforted him, "No, no one knows about this except me, and if the people I look for can't find out his whereabouts, I guess no one will find it."

"No, what I mean is that you let the investigator continue the investigation, but you can transfer it to my name, and I will contact you later." Song Bai said tactfully, "The fee is also the same."

If he really asked him to investigate, he really didn't know what to do. I have only seen detectives in TV dramas, and I have never been exposed to this aspect in reality. Leave it to Jiang Can, he should be more aware of this in the entertainment industry for so long. Although the world has changed, the background of the world was roughly the same when he conceived the novel.

What he wanted was to ask Jiang Can to help him connect, and exchange the order with him, so that Jiang Can would not be found out, and he would not have to bear the cost.

Although I don't know how much the detective agency's fee is, but from Jiang Can's tone, it is not easy for him to find someone, so the fee is definitely not low, and it is a long-term entrustment. Jiang Can has just entered the entertainment circle, how much savings can he have? It's obviously his business, so Jiang Can can't let Jiang Can pay for it.

Song Bai calculated his assets, and said seriously: "Don't look at the snack shop that doesn't make much money, but I'm not poor. My father opened a small company before his death. Although I don't have many shares now, seven or seven years a year There are still some high-digit dividends, and the old house was demolished and divided into eight suites, the location is a bit in the suburbs, but it should be no problem to sell one set for a million."

After careful calculation, he really has a lot of money in his hand. Although it is not as good as the real rich, it is much, much higher than the average person.

He can't afford big expenses such as luxury houses and cars, but he should still be able to pay a detective's fee.

Jiang Can was stunned: "So you're still a local tyrant."

He was really surprised. He didn't investigate Song Bai before he met him. He was more curious or cared about Song Bai than anyone else. He didn't want to just read a piece of information from the investigation, he wanted to meet People judge by themselves, so he suppressed his curiosity, and finally took this opportunity to find the door.

Before he came here, he didn't even know what Song Bai did. After learning about it yesterday, he thought that the snack shop and the house were left to him by his parents, but he didn't expect it to be much more than that.

Guaiguai suddenly transformed into a low-key little local tyrant.

He couldn't help laughing and said: "Looks like I have to find a local tyrant to take care of me."

Song Bai was stunned for a moment, thought for a while and said, "Okay, do you want to make a TV series or a movie? For movies, you can only find a small cost. I read the news and it seems that blockbuster movies are now calculated at hundreds of millions..."

This time Jiang Can was stunned, he was just joking, but Song Bai really thought about it seriously.

With his appearance, when he stepped into the entertainment circle, he received all kinds of hints, men and women, countless, even here, but Song Bai was the first one that made him not disgusted.

At this moment, the distressed look of him biting the straw was actually a little cute in his heart.

"Thank you." Jiang Can frowned, and a hearty smile burst out of his throat, "Thank you, my lord, for taking care of me. I don't know what your lord's request is, but are you satisfied with me?"

Song Bai was so shocked by the laughter that he couldn't speak.

Just as he was about to speak, his spine suddenly felt cold, and he felt a terrible feeling of being stared at by something. Out of the corner of his eye, Zhu Jin was standing leaning against the wall with arms folded. He didn't know how long he had been looking at him, but he still had that gentle and refined posture, only the eyes behind the lens The negative test is terrible.

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