Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 826: The 7 Constellations of Professional Stuntmen (39)

Song Yuesheng slammed on the brakes, and the taxi made a harsh friction sound in front of the hotel entrance.

After scanning the code to pay, she rushed into the lobby. Every second of the elevator's ascent seemed to be infinitely stretched.

"Ding--"

As soon as the elevator door opened a crack, she slipped out.

At the end of the corridor, the door of room 8201 was still wide open, and the scene inside made her pupils shrink suddenly.

Pei Yu's tall figure completely enveloped the petite girl, and his big, bony hands tightly gripped her slender neck.

Nan Zhi's face had turned red, and her toes were rubbing against the carpet weakly, like a dying butterfly.

"Tell me!" Pei Yu's voice was terribly hoarse. "Who sent you?"

Song Yuesheng rushed forward and smashed Pei Yu's temple with his right fist with a loud bang.

"Bang!" The moment the man let go of her hand in pain, she swiftly carried Nan Zhi on her back and rushed out of the room without looking back.

Anyway, the mission target is only the original heroine, as for that Pei Yu?

He's just taking Chinese medicine, he won't die.

next morning

Nan Zhi woke up in a strange velvet blanket, and her hangover headache made her eyes go black.

She looked around blankly.

This was not the economy room she had booked, but a luxurious executive suite.

"woke up?"

The cold female voice frightened her.

The woman standing against the light at the door had a slender figure and was holding a cup of steaming honey water in her hand.

"You...I...we..." Nan Zhi stuttered as she clutched the corner of the quilt tightly, with countless melodramatic plots flashing through her mind.

"Little girl, don't think too much."

Song Yuesheng sighed and placed the water cup on the bedside: "You got drunk and lost in Kemeida last night, and I mistakenly pointed you to room 8201."

She paused, "Then I remembered that I sent a drunk man back home, and when I was rushing back..."

"You were nearly strangled."

The plot has strayed away.

Does it make any difference if there are six or seven original heroines?

Nan Zhi's lips began to tremble: "Strangle, strangle to death?"

"This is my negligence." Song Yuesheng handed over a card with contact information, "If you need anything, please contact me."

She pointed to the living room. "Breakfast is in the incubator, and lunch will be delivered. If you feel unwell, you can also find the hotel staff, and they will accompany you to the hospital. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

After the door was closed, Nan Zhi touched her neck tremblingly.

The purple fingerprints in the bathroom mirror were shocking.

She suddenly squatted on the ground, and tears fell on the marble floor.

I clearly came to celebrate my boyfriend’s birthday yesterday and saved up money to buy him limited edition sneakers, but I ran into my best friend and him rolling in bed.

Now I almost died in the hotel for no apparent reason...

Nan Zhi finally couldn't hold back and burst into tears.

How could there be someone as unlucky as her in this world?

Pei Yu, who was in a five-star hotel three blocks away, was also troubled by the same thought.

He walked out of the misty bathroom, with water droplets dripping from his hair onto his silk robe.

The dull pain from the hangover forced him to press his temples, and his slender fingers left shallow marks on his skin.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the morning light shines through the gauze curtains and casts mottled shadows on the carpet.

Last night, at the so-called birthday party of my childhood friends, the meaningful smiles during the toasts, and the glass of weird-tasting whiskey...

"Brother Yu, you are already 28 and still a virgin. Could it be that..." The teasing words of my childhood friend are still ringing in my ears.

What's even more ridiculous is that there was actually a woman in the room.

Pei Yu's fingertips unconsciously stroked the corner of his lips.

Woke up with blood.

He vaguely remembered biting someone's neck, but his clearer memory was a fierce punch and the woman who threw him over her shoulder and looked at him like garbage.

What’s even more outrageous is that they actually changed people in the middle?

Pei Yu's Adam's apple rolled and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

He reached out and picked up the custom-made phone on the table and called the person who started it.

"Where did you find that woman?" After the call was connected, he went straight to the point, his voice eight octaves lower than usual.

"Eh?"

The other party was obviously stunned for a few seconds, and then there was the sound of wine glasses clinking, "Brother Yu, are you really..."

"I don't want to hear nonsense."

"Engraved Jasmine." The other party quickly reported the name of the club and the call was immediately hung up.

In the box, several young men who had stayed up until morning looked at each other.

"...Brother Yu seems to have really broken his vow."

"real or fake?"

"What the hell! The thousand-year-old iron tree has blossomed?!"

……

After hanging up the phone, Pei Yu immediately contacted his personal assistant and asked him to find someone.

Just as he was about to change his clothes, there was a hurried knock on the door.

"Brother Yu?" The assistant's voice came through the door, "Director Li just called and asked you to go to the crew now to confirm the costume details."

Seeing no one answered, the assistant was about to knock on the door again when it suddenly opened.

Pei Yu stood at the door in a black haute couture suit, with his tie hanging loosely around his neck. The coldness in his eyes made his assistant unconsciously take a step back.

"Is the car ready?"

"Waiting in the underground parking lot."

The assistant secretly took out his phone and quickly sent a warning to the crew group: [Red alert! Brother Yu is in a very bad mood today! Everyone be on alert! ]

However, to everyone's surprise, Pei Yu behaved very professionally on the set.

He worked with the stylist to adjust the costumes, discussed the script with the director, and was even extremely patient with the extras who made mistakes.

But no one noticed that his eyes became increasingly gloomy when he looked at his phone at noon.

The content is very simple - Jasmine confessed that she ran away when she saw you, Master Pei, pinching a little girl's neck.

**

Outside the crew, Song Yuesheng was pretending to be Su Yunwei's fanatical fan and handed over the envelope containing the card.

At the moment of handover, she caught a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye.

Ban Xiao was stepping out of a black nanny car.

Song Yuesheng couldn't help but squint his eyes, and his thick eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyelids.

Four years have passed, and Ban Xiao's features have indeed changed a little, but compared with the radiant face on the cheering banner, he is completely different from the woman in front of him.

There is not that unforgettable brightness, nor the iconic dimples in the photo.

It is impossible for all the videos on the Internet to be refined, as the project would be too huge.

The strangest thing is that it seems that she is the only one who can notice this difference. The voices of fans around her shouting "Beautiful Xiaoxiao" are almost drowning out Song Yuesheng.

Then, this abnormality that only she can detect...

Because she didn't come back alone, is the Sparrow Spirit still here?

So... it was Song Yue's system that was responsible?

Song Yuesheng's tongue tip gently pressed against the roof of his mouth and tasted a hint of rust.

When I returned to my temporary residence in the evening, Nan Zhi had already left.

There was only a piece of note paper on the empty desk, with the word "Thank you" scrawled on it in ballpoint pen.

Song Yuesheng chuckled, crumpled the note into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

It’s not easy to fool an eighteen-year-old girl.

She tilted her head back and drank half a glass of ice water. The cold liquid brought a moment of clarity as it slid down her throat.

Nan Zhi’s matter can be put aside for now.

She couldn't ignore the six original heroines waiting for her because of her.

Thinking of this, Song Yuesheng scratched his hair in annoyance. How could he run so fast in the beginning?

Now, I have to bite the bullet and clean up the mess I left behind.

at last.

After Song Yuesheng persevered in sending various gifts with cards for six days, a familiar figure appeared in front of the glass window of Kmart Café.

Although the other person was wearing a black mask and a baseball cap, the camel windbreaker was exactly the same as the one in the daytime crew.

Song Yuesheng watched Su Yunwei cautiously enter the cafe and quickly leave, obviously confirming whether anyone was waiting for her.

The time has come.

Song Yuesheng walked quickly out of the flower shop opposite, holding a bunch of fresh lilies in his arms.

"Good evening, Miss Su."

Su Yunwei was obviously stunned.

There was a hint of surprise in her eyes revealed above the mask. She didn't expect that the person who sent her mysterious gifts in recent days would be a girl of the same age as her.

Song Yuesheng put on light makeup today, with her chestnut curly hair hanging down on her shoulders, looking harmless.

"Are you the one who has been writing those things?" Su Yunwei's voice was lower than expected.

Song Yuesheng handed the bouquet forward.

"It's not a good place to talk. I know there's a very quiet teahouse around the corner."

Her eyes swept meaningfully over the figures of several suspected paparazzi not far away, and the corners of her mouth raised just the right arc.