"Why do you ask?"
Jiang Baiyan said: "I thought, teacher, please let me hear what she has to say and give her a chance."
"No." Contrary to his expectations, Jian Jing shook her head.
Jiang Baiyan's eyes flashed with a little surprise and trepidation. He gave up asking and tried to explain: "I think it sounds so good and meaningful."
He pursed his lips and whispered: "She will definitely say she loves me, but..."
This is not love.
She controlled him and destroyed him, just in the name of love.
"I know that the love my fans have for me and my love for them are not equal. I try my best to repay them with my work and achievements, and make them proud of me..." He said slowly, his eyes slightly red, "Teacher Jingjing, I'm a little sad."
Jian Jing uttered meaningless syllables to show that she was listening.
"There are many guys like me in the circle, some have girlfriends, some have... they just hide it well. But I really have one, although I can't hide it, but I always try my best to be worthy of their love for me." Jiang Baiyan seemed to seldom confess, and his words were confusing and a little clumsy.
"Some people say that the relationship between fans and idols is abnormal. Maybe that's true, but there are also sincere ones." His tone was nasal. "She said 'love me' like this, but what about those who truly love me?"
Jian Jing laughed softly.
She leaned forward, concentrating on watching her handsome brother who was sitting on the edge of the bed. His eyes were slightly red, his long eyelashes were stained with crystal tears, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he swallowed with difficulty.
"That was a great performance." She asked curiously, "Did you really cry?"
Jiang Baiyan opened his mouth wide, then reacted, his tears stopped, his eyes were no longer red, but his tone was more serious than before: "I mean everything I said."
Just added a little bit of performance.
"Are you afraid that I won't believe you?" she asked.
Jiang Baiyan pursed his lips, embarrassed: "Well, I'm afraid that Teacher Jingjing will think I'm heartless and cold." He grabbed the pillow and buried his face in the soft pillow, "Ah, how embarrassing, I'm obviously speaking the truth."
He only showed a pair of clear black and white eyes, but his words were more convincing than before: "Real fans only hope that the people they like will get better and better, and will not destroy them."
"I know." Jian Jing slowly and leisurely threw out a thunderbolt, "Aren't you just Bai Xiaohuo?"
Jiang Baiyan let out a very miserable groan.
She almost laughed herself into a knot, but she still pretended to be serious: "It's not hard to guess."
"Please," he said weakly, "If you don't say it, I'll be socially dead."
Jian Jing could no longer restrain herself and burst into laughter.
"Don't tell Sister Chen, please tell her."
"Hahaha."
"Please." He grabbed her clothes and shook her. "Please."
Jian Jing couldn't resist and promised: "Okay, I promise not to tell."
Jiang Baiyan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, but the muscles on his face seemed too heavy to complete such a common movement.
He did not force himself to do so and sighed heavily.
His initial confession was a perfect performance, and his subsequent explanation was sincere but also concealed. Only this sigh was his most genuine response to Du Qi.
Jian Jing, he was indeed a little sad.
It’s just that in this circle, even if you are twenty years old, it’s already “the cool autumn”.
"I'm very sad." She thought for a moment and said deliberately, "Let me tell you a secret?"
Jiang Baiyan acted interested: "What secret?"
"Before, Sister Chen asked me why I was willing to make this trip, and I said, because I think I can solve it." Jian Jing blinked, "But actually, there is another reason."
He perked up at a speed visible to the naked eye: "What's the reason?"
"Because you always encourage me, I am grateful to you," she said.
Bai Xiaohuo's account has been active for many years. As soon as she opened the account, there would be messages and all kinds of compliments. She would post pictures of her new book as soon as it was published and write short essays.
What does he want? But he really likes her.
"You've proven that there are really good fans in the world." She praised, "You are the best fan."
"Uh..." Jiang Baiyan said dryly, "Oh."
"So, I'm sad. Birds of a feather flock together. You must have a lot of fans like this." Jian Jing touched his head. "She was just an accident."
Jiang Baiyan was stunned for a moment, and finally said: "Well, I'm not sad anymore."
Jian Jing breathed a sigh of relief and looked at her watch. It was already three o'clock in the morning.
She said, "You have a good rest. I'm going back first." As she spoke, she forgot to put away her phone and said, "I know how to avoid the camera. I won't be photographed. Go to sleep peacefully."
Jiang Baiyan was not impressed by her thoughtful consideration and said softly, "Oh." He showed some hesitation, which was rare on his face, as if he was thinking about something important. After a while, he made up his mind and asked, "Actually, I have a question."
"Um?"
"Teacher, do you still remember... why you wrote White Cat's "Pudding and Gem"? " he asked softly.
Jian Jing subconsciously said "I remember", but soon realized that it was wrong. Her book "White Cat Detective" did not have this story. There were a total of 16 cases in White Cat, and she stopped writing at the ninth one.
Puddings and Gems, No. 13.
This is not what she wrote.
"What's wrong?" She was surprised. "As I remember, your cat's name is Pudding."
He nodded.
Jian Jing looked at him: "Why do you ask this?"
"Well, just asking casually." He said, "Because Pudding's name is Pudding, I'm a little curious. That's it, teacher, go back and have a rest. Good night."
Jian Jing was full of doubts, but she didn't have many questions.
She received the memories of another self, but they were very vague and not every detail was remembered. Many contents were like old paintings covered in dust, faded, mottled, or disappeared, making it difficult to recall.
"Good night." She looked at him for a moment and then left.
Jiang Baiyan saw her like a nimble cat, running along the wall into the safety passage next to her.
He couldn't help but think that she really looked like a white kitten.
Out of caution, Jian Jing changed to a hotel to rest and slept until noon.
There was a text message from Kang Mucheng on her phone. She replied to him, "I'm going home today," and prepared to pack her luggage and then check out of the original hotel.
Who knows, there is an unexpected guest waiting there.
"Qiu Lin, everyone calls me Sister Lin." The agent, who was wearing delicate makeup and sunglasses, held out her hand and said, "Are you free? Let's have a simple meal."
Jian Jing declined: "I have to go back, maybe next time."
Next time I won’t eat it.
But Qiu Lin was a smart person who would just follow her and handed over a business card: "Okay, I'll make an appointment with you when I go back a few days later. I heard that Mr. Kang from Jinwu is watching you very closely, so why not bring him along, and I'll also bring a friend."
Jian Jing was stunned.
"You helped me a lot, I won't owe you a favor in vain." Sister Lin smiled gently.
Jian Jing decided to hand this heavy responsibility to Kang Mucheng and took the business card: "I'll ask Mr. Kang to make an appointment with you."
Sister Lin raised her eyebrows: "I made an appointment with you."
"You will have more topics to talk about." Jian Jing waved her hand, "Goodbye."
Sister Lin looked at her with interest, then waved her hand and said, "Okay, see you next time."
Jian Jing drove home and reported to Kang Mucheng that she was safe. She said impatiently, "Boss Kang, I'll introduce you to a beautiful woman."
Kang Mucheng found it funny, he was really childish: "You met a celebrity?"
"Female celebrities are not suitable for you." She said, "She is the agent of Brilliant Media, her name is Qiu Lin."
Kang Mucheng knew this name: "It's rare that she is considered a person. What's going on?"
"She invited me to dinner, and I was impatient to ask her to eat, but you should go." Jian Jing took a photo of Qiu Lin's business card and sent it to her, saying happily, "Believe me, this meal is worth it."
Kang Mucheng rubbed his brows, feeling that the situation was a little out of control: "Jingjing, I know you care about me, but I don't think you... This is not something you need to do."
The other end of the phone suddenly became quiet.
A weird, stagnant and subtle atmosphere permeated.
Kang Mucheng suddenly felt very regretful and said, "Okay, I'll go."
Still silent.
"Quietly." He spoke again.
But this time, Jian Jing didn't listen to the whole thing.
She hung up the phone.
Kang Mucheng called again, but got a busy tone.
The phone is in progress.
"Teacher Jingjing, I'm Jiang Baiyan." The man introduced himself, "Have you arrived home?"
Jian Jing suppressed the strange feeling in her heart and said as usual: "We are here, is there anything?"
"Du Qi confessed. Sister Chen said she said a lot of crazy things, but the evidence is clear and she has been detained." Jiang Baiyan reported in detail, "The crew fired her. Except for a few people, no one knows about it."
The joy of success surged in her heart, and Jian Jing forgot her previous unhappiness for a moment: "That's great."
He said seriously: "Sister Chen said she had a knife and medicine on her. If I hadn't saved you, I might have died. Thank you, Teacher Jingjing, you saved me."
"What?"
Jiang Baiyan paused and said with a smile, "The previous time is okay. The haunted house taught me the password many times." He changed the subject, "When I finish filming, I will definitely treat you to a meal."
"Not so polite."
"Yes, yes." He insisted, "I made an appointment with the teacher in advance. Oh, the director called me. Goodbye, Teacher Jingjing."
Jian Jing still had some doubts about him, but she didn't insist: "Goodbye."
She waited, but he didn't hang up the phone, so she hung up first.
An unread message popped up on the phone.
Kang Mucheng: [I'm free tonight, let's have dinner together?]
Why did everyone invite her to dinner? Jian Jing frowned and replied: [I’m tired, I don’t want to eat]
He: [I apologize for what I said just now]
Jian Jing: [It's just my wishful thinking, you don't need to apologize]
One more thing: [I’m a little tired, I need to take a nap]
After she replied, she turned her phone to airplane mode and went into the bathroom to take a bath.
The hot sea salt steam brought away the pent-up fatigue.
She was drowsy, but suddenly new news popped up in front of her.
[System: The host completes the "Heroic Act" event, and is awarded 10 points of courage]
Jian Jing immediately became alert. All along, the system had issued tasks, and she would get rewards after completing them, but this time there were not only tasks, but also rewards
[System: This system encourages the host to perform just actions within their capabilities and gives appropriate rewards]
Jian Jing fell into deep thought.
This system had no sense of existence, and she needed to explore and trigger it by herself before she could master the rules. As of now, she already had a vague idea of the rules for issuing tasks:
All tasks revolve around "her".
Cases happen frequently in this world, but not every case around her will trigger a mission. For example, when she was reborn, there was a fire in the building next door without any signs.
At present, the mission will only be triggered when she is involved in an incident.
The same was true for hospitals, mystery clubs, book signings, and resort hotels. She was involved in some way or another, becoming a potential victim or suspect, and the system immediately issued tasks. Among them, the incidents of Yuhui's villa and suicide were more special. If she didn't succeed, she would be finished. Tasks were issued very quickly.
In comparison, the Golden Case of Hotel Transylvania is much slower.
Her early intervention seemed to have not touched the key point and was on the edge of being dispensable, until a certain moment, when she officially became entangled with it - she entered room 206 in the hotel and came face to face with the criminal in the gold case, and the system determined that the task was triggered.
But now, the system tells her that she can also get rewards for events that have nothing to do with her.
"What kind of system do you have?"
"This system is an intelligent system that serves the host wholeheartedly."
"Retarded system."
"This system is an intelligent system and is happy to serve the host."
Jian Jing continued to tease it, but she caught a slight sound by her ear.
Someone came in from outside.
She held her breath and quietly stood up from the bathtub, stepping on the soft carpet with her feet, absorbing the dripping water and the noise of her movements.