It is much more difficult than imagined to transform a young and beautiful boy into an ordinary young girl.
Jian Jing put on a wig, trimmed her facial features, slightly increased her eyebrows, and slightly widened her shoulders, waist, and back. Her figure suddenly changed, and she was not noticeable at all in the crowd.
Zong Ye prepared a light yellow shirt and a blue long skirt for her. The color saturation was low, blending in with the crowd. After she was dressed, he stood a little further away and looked at her for a while. He smiled and pressed his forehead, saying, "There are too many flaws."
Jian Jing was already satisfied: "It's my first attempt, so don't set too high a target." She turned the mirror back and forth in circles, eager to try, "I'll work on it later, and I should be able to fool him."
"Then I'm looking forward to it." Zongye opened the door for her and said with a smile, "Princess, remember to come back after twelve o'clock, otherwise the magic will disappear."
Jian Jing laughed: "Cinderella's Journey?"
“Have a nice trip.”
She put on a baseball cap to block the camera from the hotel surveillance cameras and took the elevator downstairs.
When I got downstairs, I went to the souvenir shop and bought a city-themed canvas bag to hide my Chanel. Then I changed into a sun hat with a wide brim to better match my clothes.
I walked into the subway station and bought a cheap phone case from a street stall to replace the original phone case. Then I found an affordable nail salon and bought a plate of nail tips to cover my nails.
I put away my high-tech watch temporarily. I felt uncomfortable with the empty feeling on my wrist, so I had to buy a wider silver bracelet.
The subway is coming fast.
She looked around in the reflection of the glass, and when she felt she was mostly clear, she happily stepped into the carriage.
First stop, Jinwu.
It was now past 6 p.m. and the carriage was relatively empty, with only about three seats left.
Jian Jing walked towards the nearest seat, but a boy who got on the bus at the same time quickened his pace, sat down first, and gave her a smug look.
She was speechless and went to sit in the next carriage.
Most people ignored her.
Jian Jing was a little uncomfortable. She was usually out of the door, and received more attention than being ignored. Men would pay attention to her accessories and clothes (girls would often chat with her and ask where she bought her things), while boys would just look at her, and the bold ones would ask for her contact information.
Of course, as a writer, it is common for fans to ask for autographs.
But now, no one paid attention to her.
feel good.
She was like a drop of water, merging silently into the water. People would not pay special attention to her actions, and even her movements would not leave much impression in their minds.
This is undoubtedly a perfect concealment for detectives.
Jian Jing tried to walk to a person, swayed for a while, and then walked away. But the other person was looking down at his phone the whole time and didn't notice anyone approaching at all.
interesting.
She couldn't help but wonder, when she met Mr. Kang later, would he recognize her
Ding Dong, we’ve arrived.
Jian Jing got off the car and found the business building where Jinwu was located with familiarity.
And then... I couldn't get in.
Well, the building of Jinwu Institute has strict security, and you have to swipe your card to enter. If you are a visitor, you need to register specifically and verify with the specific department.
In the bright hall, white-collar workers come and go in a hurry. Although it is not as glamorous as workplace dramas, it has the busyness and efficiency of a large enterprise.
"Please make way." The person walking towards her was Jane Jing's former Watson, her secretary Diane. She hurried downstairs, still holding the phone in her hand, "Teacher, I'll be there soon. I'll come down to pick you up. Can we go to the coffee shop? Okay, I'll ask Mr. Kang."
She hung up the phone and called Kang Mucheng again: "Teacher Wang said he doesn't want to go upstairs. He is sick of elevators. Can we meet in the coffee shop... Okay, okay, I'll go first."
Diane said as she passed by Jian Jing without noticing her at all.
Jian Jing took a few steps back and then changed her plan.
There is a cultural cafe near Jinwu, which is romantic, stylish and popular. Since Jinwu cannot be entered (this feeling is really subtle), let's try our luck in the cafe.
She arrived earlier than Kang Mucheng and chose the seat next to him.
Kang Mucheng, please come down quickly to meet Teacher Wang.
The chat process was lackluster.
Teacher Wang and President Kang are of the same generation, and are preparing to stop writing as they age, and are preparing to publish a collection of their essays over the years. Such seniors, of course, need Kang Mucheng to personally meet them, and what they talk about is not royalties, but feelings.
Jian Jing felt drowsy after listening to him. Fortunately, he didn't intend to talk for a long time, and the conversation ended in half an hour.
Diane paid the bill, and Kang Mucheng left with Teacher Wang.
Jian Jing followed.
The glass door of the cafe was large and wide, Kang Mucheng opened the door and let Teacher Wang go first. But when it was his turn, Jian Jing followed him in.
He stopped and let the student leave first.
"Thank you." Jian Jing used the voice changing card and thanked him in a soft voice.
Kang Mucheng nodded but didn't pay attention.
Teacher Wang left and prepared to return to Jinwu.
On the way, we passed by the LEGO flagship store on the corner of the road.
Kang Mucheng took a look and suddenly stopped.
Jian Jing was surprised.
He pushed the door open and went in, directly selecting a few sets of clothing in the center of the display, and asked, "Can you deliver to my door?"
"Sure, sir. Where do you want to deliver it to? Do you need a card?" The staff was very considerate.
Jian Jing leaned over to eavesdrop.
Kang Mucheng reported the name of a community, and there was no doubt that it was hers.
The staff member took note of it and brought a greeting card for him to write on.
He hesitated for a long time before writing a few lines.
Jian Jing didn't peek.
Kang Mucheng paid the bill and left, only glancing at her once more as he passed by her.
Jian Jing acted as if nothing had happened, not believing that he could recognize her.
Kang Mucheng didn't really think much about it. Disguise was something that ordinary people had never come into contact with. He just thought it was a coincidence, and the boy looked a little familiar, so he took a closer look.
I have to say that intuition is sometimes more accurate than the brain.
He didn't look closely and felt that it looked familiar. But when he looked carefully, he didn't recognize it at all, which completely negated his previous feeling.
I looked at my watch and saw that there were still fifteen minutes before the video conference started.
He immediately put aside all distracting thoughts and had already formed an idea of the meeting in his mind.
Jian Jing watched him leave and secretly curled her lips.
This time when Mr. Kang returns, he will not leave the office unless he works overtime until □□ o'clock in the morning.
Let’s go to the next one.
Jian Jing opened WeChat, and sure enough, the first thing was the news push, and the second was Jiang Baiyan.
He sent me a photo this morning, which was a selfie taken while on set. He also said that the weather was hot and his makeup was easily smudged, but luckily there was a restaurant nearby and the crew booked it to enjoy the air conditioning.
Jian Jing searched the name of the restaurant and quickly found the address.
It was an old neighborhood where the shantytown renovation project had not yet been completed. The housing was densely populated and the buildings were several decades old, some of which were dilapidated.
She took a taxi and looked through the chat history on the way.
Jiang Baiyan said that the spy drama he had signed a contract with was postponed. The crew heard the news and said that the second male lead they had booked was not doing well, so they decided not to start the production for the time being - there was no other way, the contract had been signed, and if they breached the contract, they would have to pay a large sum of money, but since he had failed on his own, they would not have to pay the money.
His schedule was free, so he just took a movie.
The plot is very funny: the male protagonist wakes up and finds that his gender has changed, becoming a different version of himself. In the memories of his friends, he has always been a boy, but he is the only one who thinks he is a boy.
A wonderful life begins from now on.
The world becomes both strange and familiar. It is obviously the same person with the same face, but after changing gender, it presents a different side.
Jiang Baiyan described it as: seven parts funny, three parts warm, and one part thought-provoking.
Jian Jing's reply when she saw her face: [Then are you pretending? ]
Jiang Baiyan: [Pudding Crying.jpg]
Her interest was piqued, and when she got there she was not in a hurry to get closer, but instead opened a telescope and watched from the street corner.
Jiang Baiyan was eating raw dessert with his friend.
His appearance was originally neutral, and he was wearing a loose T-shirt and pants, with only his hair a little longer, which did not look exaggerated. But his schoolbag, pendants, and accessories were all in a cute pink color, revealing the owner's reversed gender.
Maybe it was because his acting was too good, his expression of despair was too real, and Jian Jing wanted to laugh just by looking at it.
"Cut!" The director called a halt, replayed the video, and nodded with satisfaction, "Pass."
A few lucky fans rushed over and asked if they could get an autograph.
Jian Jing mixed in.
Jiang Baiyan has always been friendly and approachable, so he would not refuse and found a shady spot to sign for her.
The fan suppressed his excitement and asked: "Can we take a photo?"
"No." He wrote his name skillfully, "I'm working, it's not convenient for me to take pictures."
"Yeah." He felt regretful, but did not force it.
It's Jian Jing's turn.
Jiang Baiyan signed his name without raising his head, and then asked, "What do you write?"
Jian Jing: "Jin Jian?"
This is a perfectly normal name. Jiang Baiyan didn't think anything of it when he started writing, but when he finished, he felt something was odd and looked up at her.
do not know.
"Are you my fan?" he asked casually.
Jian Jing said: "I guess so."
"Hey, is it the wall that someone else climbed over?" He tilted his head and actually drew a little person. With just a few strokes, he actually outlined her current image. He also said, "Come on, please support me more in the future. I'll draw a few more little hearts for you."
Look how cute he is! Jian Jing couldn't help laughing and almost burst out laughing.
"Xiao Bai." Sister Chen came over and said, "Your part for today is over. Are you going home?"
Jiang Baiyan handed back the signature and asked casually, "Did you bring the stuff?"
"In the car."
They returned to the nanny car, and Jian Jing pretended to walk away, but actually pricked up her ears to eavesdrop. However, Jiang Baiyan did not say anything like "those fans are weird", but chatted for a while.
Sister Chen said, "It's for Teacher Jian, right? I've packed it for you."
Jian Jing pricked up her ears: Huh
Sister Chen said as she took a cardboard box from the car. The pink box was tied with a ribbon and was wrapped very beautifully and attentively.
"Is this okay?" the agent asked worriedly.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Baiyan shook his head, quickly tore off the ribbon, opened the box, and put the lipstick, sunglasses, and perfume inside in a disorderly manner, making it look as if they were stuffed in at random.
Sister Chen vomited blood: "Stop, stop, stop, how can we send it away like this?"
"You made it look too much like a gift. Teacher Jingjing will be surprised." He complained, "Just make it more casual. It looks like the brand gave me too much and I just took it casually."
Sister Chen: “…”
After some effort, he was satisfied and lowered his head to send a message.
Jian Jing's phone vibrated.
She took it out and he wrote: [I have been endorsing too many brands recently, and I got a lot of stuff as gifts. I can’t use them all, so I’ll send you some. Do you like it?]
Jian Jing: [No]
He said: [Put it at the door?]
Jian Jing: [OK]
At the same time, Jiang Baiyan's voice came to my ears. He said to Sister Chen: "See, the more casual the better, so that she will accept my gift."
Jian Jing: “…”
Sister Chen complained for her: "Is it that serious?"
Jiang Baiyan: "If you are slow, you will work harder than others."
"What if Teacher Jian thinks you are not paying enough attention to her?" Sister Chen asked back.
"Jingjing is not stupid. This is the style she likes. How could I not put a lot of thought into it? She can tell at a glance." He was confident.
Sister Chen was puzzled: "Since she can see through it, aren't you afraid that your efforts will backfire?"
"You don't understand. The scheming that can be seen from you is actually a small scheming." He said nonchalantly, "I just want her to see it, so that she will feel that no matter how much I jump around, I can't escape her Five Fingers Mountain."
Sister Chen: “…”
Jian Jing held her forehead and left silently.