In the VIP ward of the People's Hospital, the time-traveled President Jin and the future Bai Xingxing happily reached an unspeakable deal. Bai Yang didn't forget to take advantage of the fire to rob, and sued Zheng Meili severely.
Shi'an called Mr. Zheng to the ward: "Why do you make Bai Yang so difficult, he is my savior. Although I don't tell the public about this matter, you can't treat others like this in the future."
Zheng Meili simply said, "Yes, Mr. Jin."
The villain Bai Yang was triumphant, and shook his knee to Zheng Meili in a demonstrative manner.
Shi'an saw it at a glance, and said casually: "By the way, I took Bai Yang to buy two sets of clothes. The clothes are too pitiful, and the trousers are all torn—did you make it like this?"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he knew he had made a mistake, and both Bai Yang and Mr. Zheng had miraculous expressions on their faces.
Bai Yang wanted to cover his mouth.
Zheng Meili said calmly, "I will arrange the installation fee for Mr. Bai."
Shi'an nodded calmly: "Thank you."
Bai Yang saw Zheng Meimei go far away, so he sneaked back hating iron and steel: "Brother, since you are traveling through time, don't talk nonsense? Who is poorly dressed? This Levi's is not cheap, okay?"
Shi'an looked at the hole on one side of his knee in confusion: "Is it fashionable to wear such shabby clothes nowadays?"
Bai Yang rolled his eyes: "This is not broken, this is fashion, fashion-fashion-"
Shi An looked at him amusedly: "Dirty shoes are also fashionable?"
Bai Yang blushed a bit: "That's right, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Listen to me."
Shi'an was curious again: "Your parents are foreigners? Such yellow hair is rare."
Bai Yang really believed that he was time-traveling, otherwise he would be too good at acting. Oscar owed the best actor: "This is dyed. If you like it, I will take you to dye it tomorrow."
Shi'an frowned, "You probably look better if you have black hair."
"That's right, I look good no matter what." Bai Yang was not shy.
The next day, Jin Shi'an was sent home, and Zheng Meimei took care of the discharge procedures. This time, Bai Yang became wiser and forced Shi'an to record a video for him.
Shi'an looked at himself on the phone, feeling very novel, and was commanded by Bai Yang to read word by word: "I, Jin Shi'an, volunteered to help Mr. Bai Yang enter the entertainment circle, no matter how much money it costs... I will be willing until I help Mr. Bai Yang become a top international player." Star. This agreement has come into effect since—how many years?—2012—how many months?—October 15th. The above commitments are legally binding.”
Satisfied, Bai Yang saved the video, and couldn't help but beam with joy, grabbing Jin Shi'an and taking another selfie.
"What's this?"
"You have a mobile phone, too."
"For taking pictures?"
"I can do anything, make phone calls, send text messages, surf Weibo, take selfies and record videos. I'll teach you."
Shi'an showed a blank expression, except for making phone calls, he couldn't understand anything else.
Under Teacher Bai Yang's earnest teaching, Mr. Jin quickly became a qualified Internet addict boy. At noon the next day, Bai Yang received a text message from Mr. Jin outside: [The season is very good, please come to the restaurant on the 25th floor of the company tomorrow for a light meal, can Jin Shi'an] To be honest, I have the illusion of seeing my uncle and grandpa's text messages. Still traditional.
Bai Yang looked at the phone and laughed for ten minutes.
"Didn't I teach you to make a phone call? Why are you texting? It's killing me."
Shi'an drank tea unhurriedly: "The first time I invite you to dinner, I always have to be more formal. I am afraid that I will do something wrong when I post a post, so I have to send you a text message."
Bai Yang: "It's a good thing you didn't post the post, otherwise I wouldn't be able to catch you."
It is not easy for Mr. Jin to write a text message. He does not know pinyin. When Bai Yang taught him, he thought about it for a long time before he realized that the older generation uses handwriting to type on mobile phones. Bai Yang asked him while eating the steak, "By the way, how did you die, Mr. Jin, fell off a cliff? Was stabbed? Got shot?"
Shi'an lowered his eyes: "It doesn't matter if you don't say it, it's not a good thing."
Bai Yang asked again without giving up: "Then which dynasty did you come from? It's pretty close, right? You know movies."
Shi'an nodded slightly: "The 19th year of the Republic of China, about 80 years from now."
Bai Yang was speechless: "Before liberation."
Shi'an was at a loss: "Liberation?"
"That's right, before the founding of the People's Republic of China. Wasn't it the Kuomintang before? Then it was changed to the Communist Party, so it's called post-liberation."
Shi'an had heard about the Communist Party, but he didn't expect that the Communist Party would take over after the regime change. He couldn't help feeling embarrassed: "Is Jiang Gong still alive?"
"What Jiang Gong?"
"President Chiang Kai-shek."
"Who is that?" Bai Yang thought for a while, "Chiang Kai-shek? He died long ago."
Shi An sighed again.
Bai Yang gesticulated while eating: "Let me tell you, now that the Communist Party is in charge, don't talk nonsense outside. Anyway, your Hailong Group is also a big consortium, so don't make political mistakes. Open your mouth and say it belongs to the Kuomintang Chiang Kai-shek. Be careful, uncle policeman." I invite you to drink tea."
Jin Shian nodded solemnly.
Bai Yang spat and said, "You have to know that the people are the masters of the country now. It's not you local tyrants of the old era who are rich together, understand? It's because you have a lot of money, so you have to support me to become a star. Let me tell you, you have to be thankful, Now that you’ve worn it, you’ve met me again, if you’ve worn it to the time of the Cultural Revolution, you’ll be killed in minutes.”
Jin Shi'an was confused, but still nodded solemnly.
Bai Yang raised his head and glared at him: "Don't lie to me about what you promised. You have lied to me once before, saying you praised me, and then there is no more."
Shi'an smiled softly: "I'm not the one who lied to you, I will never lie to you."
Bai Yang blushed and buried her head in the plate: "Speak well, don't be nasty."
This Jin Shi'an is really embarrassing, but also very charming. He listened to everything he said, it was like Bai Yang's trick that God gave him.
— Facts have proved that Bai Yang is too naive. Every man named Jin Shian, no matter the present or the past, is very good at making troubles.
The troubles of the time traveler came one after another. The time traveler Jin Shi'an was like a giant baby, he had to do something for Bai Yang every day, and talked about life, but he didn't talk about Bai Yang's star career.
Bai Yang was annoyed by him. Bai Yang once again indulged in the world of the bronze chicken. One day, Bai Yang was pecking at the bronze chicken in the Internet cafe in the community, and President Jin sent another text message to Bai Yang: [The autumn light is very beautiful, I wonder if I have time to come to our place to talk about Jin Shian] Bai Yang replied:
[No.]
Jin Shian was unwavering:
[A gentleman's word is more important than a daughter. The alliance was very good that day. Why do you refuse me today? I am alone in a deep house and have nothing to rely on. The clothes are very different and I can't resort to mediocrity. I feel troubled and beg for help. Jin Shi'an] Bai Yang replied:
[speak English.]
Jin Shian:
[I want to see you]
poplar:
[what?]
Jin Shian:
[No clothes to wear]
poplar:
[… stupid]
Bai Yang hugged his aching belly, and rode a motorcycle to Jin Shian's mansion. On the way, Jin Shian even urged him: [Whether you're coming or not? I'm looking forward to telling you that tea is ready for Jin Shian.]
This man is indeed a landlord and local tyrant who came before liberation, and he doesn't know the suffering of the people at all, Bai Yang scolded in his heart, "I live in Zijin Mountain in Jianye District, do you think the road is very close
Bai Yang didn't want to talk to him, so Bai Yang continued to ride.
When it was about to arrive, Jin Shian's text message came again:
[I want to tell Mr. Zheng that you push me downstairs Jin Shian]
This is even a threat... Bai Yang sent a voice:
["roll!"]
Curse to scold, when seeing Jin Shi'an sitting pitifully in the cloakroom, Bai Yang laughed out loud.
"Didn't you dress like a dog in the company yesterday?"
"That's the housekeeper's clothes." Jin Shi'an sighed.
"You can keep wearing his clothes."
"He doesn't want to lend it to me."
The foreign housekeeper Paul innocently passed by outside the cloakroom.
Jin Shi'an pointed to the hanger in annoyance: "It's really a fancy dress, I don't think people in the company wear it like this."
Pink shirt, green pants, fluorescent color POLO, Bai Yang wants to laugh without looking at it: "Your taste is indeed very flamboyant."
Jin Shian is innocent: "That's not me, my taste is definitely not like this."
"What do you want?"
"You have to accompany me to make two suits. I think everyone in the company also wears suits."
"No one makes clothes now, they all go to the mall to buy. Let me accompany you to Xinjiekou."
As soon as he said he would leave, Shi'an ordered his servants to be full of style. When Bai Yang heard him order Paul to prepare the car in fluent but not pure English, he was surprised: "You can speak English?"
Shi'an smiled and nodded: "I have studied abroad in England."
Bai Yang felt a little ashamed that his English was actually worse than that of the time traveler.
The two of them spent the whole afternoon scanning Dayang Xinbaideji. "Seven wolves, powerful and talented men," Bai Yang asked him, "Which one do you like?"
Mr. Jin was very straightforward: "It's more expensive."
Bai Yang felt sick in his heart, and took Shi'an straight to the first and second floors of Deji. D&G Armani Burberry is expensive anyway. The results of the sweep made Bai Yang very helpless, "The clothes you picked are all of the same style, there is no difference at all?"
All they picked were suits, formal jackets, and windbreakers. Under Bai Yang's strong request, Jin Shi'an took a few more jackets and leather coats. In a word, these clothes are the type that Bai Yang thinks "you can't tell that you have changed clothes even if you change them every day".
"What does it matter?" Shi'an smiled, "As long as the clothes are neat and tidy, that's fine."
"It's too rigid," Bai Yang complained, "Everything is black and gray, how about a little youthful vigor?"
"I'm also old enough to be your grandfather." Shi'an said.
Bai Yang stared dead: "Yes, the taste is also my grandfather's taste."
The ladies at the counter obviously don't think so. Every time Jin Shi'an comes out of the fitting room, he is praised by the red-eyed clerk: "Oh, sir, you really have a taste! You have that old-fashioned man's feeling, So classic and gentlemanly!"
"No one can wear this windbreaker better than you, it feels like the one in the movie~~~"
"That's right, it looks like a model, are you a star~"
"Isn't that the one, Mr. Jin from Sea Dragon? Mr. Jin, you are so handsome! Have you liked retro taste recently?"
Tut tut tut tut.
Bai Yang pouted at the side and thought, you short-sighted women, sooner or later you will regret what you did today. You only know to circle around this silly hat, but you don't know that the future superstar Bai Yang is standing in front of you!