Chapter 54: 54 Want to bite you

"Please ask patient #109, Fang Zhiran , to visit the ophthalmology specialist's office."

The electronic announcement from the University of A Hospital rang out.

"Ahhhhh I'm not done playing." In the first row of the waiting area, the boy holds his cell phone with the game in progress on the screen, "It's over I'm hanging up."

Fang Zhiran : "The team is about to lose one of its best players."

"Then their winning percentage has been improved." Ji Xingchuan takes the cell phone away from the boy, pushes the man toward the clinic room, "Get your eyes looked at first."

In the specialist's office, Dr. Gan is sitting upright.

"Come on, let me see." He took the checklist, "How's your vision now?"

"Slightly closer than an eagle." Fang Zhiran said confidently.

Dr. Gan: "......"

Ji Xingchuan raised his hand and slapped him lightly on the head.

"Vision in the right eye is normal." Ji Xingchuan turns over the checklist, "50 degrees of myopia in the left eye."

"From the results of the tests, there is no problem at the moment." Dr. Gan said, "You can rest assured."

"So I can wear contacts these days?" Fang Zhiran asks.

"Wear it as little as possible." Dr. Gan said.

"Okay." Fang Zhiran snapped his black-rimmed glasses back onto his face, sealing the face.

He was about to leave with his boyfriend, when the doctor stopped them.

"Is my Miao Miao in the same division as you?" Dr. Gan asked.

"There is no Miao Miao, only Wo Wo." Fang Zhiran says, "Is it to bring something to Sister Gan Wanhe?"

"Right, right, right." Dr. Gan said, "She left her cell phone charging cable with me."

"Begin distribution." Fang Zhiran snapped his fingers.

It's just after noon, and there aren't many people on the road to the University of A.

Fang Zhiran was observing the verdant bishops of the agricultural students in the dirt when his fingers, hanging at his side, were gently touched.

The boy's fingers hanging at his side were as thin and white as jade, Ji Xingchuan's five fingers tightened and clenched those slender fingers.

Fang Zhiran Hitting hurts, the fingertips are soft.

The boy looked focused on the College of Agriculture Bishop, thinking to take advantage of the other party's attention to recover the hand, but was gripped more tightly.

What's so funny about hands? Don't you have any yourself?

Fang Zhiran said in mind.

In the past few days, Ji Xingchuan has been squeezing his paw every chance he gets, like he's got some kind of stress relieving toy.

With the Academy building close at hand, Fang Zhiran cocked his head and slammed a hard headbutt into the side of his opponent's shoulder.

Ji Xingchuan (hp+20) releases his hand.

The elevator in the college building was about to go up and the door was half closed when Qin Fan, who was inside the door, saw them both and jabbed the elevator's door-opening button twice.

"Thanks." Fang Zhiran says, "Since when does the Academy have a porter?"

Qin Fan clenched her fists, feeling her gratitude bottoming out.

The elevator stopped and the two divisions went their separate ways.

"Are you going to a meeting in c-city tomorrow?" Fang Zhiran asks, "So you won't be able to eat fresh if I'm out of Pink Hair Vampire tomorrow?"

"I'll be done with the meeting around 5:00 p.m. Make a video call?" Ji Xingchuan asked.

"No coincidence." Fang Zhiran said, "I made an appointment with the HR teacher at Will Moon Media and said it was a simple interview."

"HR? 'Poverty stricken'?" Ji Xingchuan asked.

"Huh, you know?" Fang Zhiran said, "Is he the only HR in your company?"

It was the first time he met such a large-scale secondary culture company, and Fang Zhiran was getting nervous.

"No need to be nervous." Ji Xingchuan muttered in a small voice, "She should be more nervous than you ......"

Fang Zhiran didn't hear: "What?"

As we speak, Lao Guo's office has arrived, and he and his senior brother look at each other and automatically cut the conversation to serious academic research.

"Senior brother, I've read all the literature you recommended to me the other day." Fang Zhiran pushed open the door, "Send me a few more today?"

"No problem." Ji Xingchuan said, "I saw a nice doctoral thesis the other day."

The academic atmosphere in Lao Guo's office today.

Jiang Feng sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a reader, burying his head and reading.

Pan Xu is sitting on the windowsill, crackling on his computer to catch up on his papers.

Gan Wanhe was leaning against a bookshelf, typing something into his cell phone, a quiet, intelligent smile on his lips, as if he was having an academic epiphany.

Fang Zhiran simply did not want to make a sound to break the silence.

"Gan Wanhe," his boyfriend spoke coldly, "Your charging cable, Dr. Gan asked us to bring it to you."

"You?" Gan Wanhe looked up, "You accompanied him to the hospital?"

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Help! There's a lot of "hey" going on.

Told you he doesn't like to turn on pop-ups!

"Charging, yeah." Gan Wanhe took the cord, "Thanks to the electricity sent by dad, I'm alive again hehehehehehe."

Fang Zhiran: "?"

He removed his new lab coat and went to change.

"Pan Xu, Lao Guo has a literature review for a paper he needs you to write." Ji Xingchuan said, "Can you give it to me in three days?"

Pan Xu on the windowsill pulls a tired Squidward-style smile, "Can ......"

"Do a good job." Gan Wanhe said, "Such a good opportunity, when the time comes, I'll let Lao Guo take you on a second job."

Pan Xu voice hollow: "Good ......"

"Ranran, let's go." Ji Xingchuan called out.

"Coming." Fang Zhiran followed.

Gan Wanhe, whose furnace had not yet been repaired, gave a couple of heave-ho's, shoved the charging cable into his bag, and sailed away.

Pan Xu and Jiang Feng are the only two people left in the office.

"Go for it, Mr. Pan." Jiang Feng shook his fist, "Although Ji Xingchuan is a bit strict, it gives us effective work that will help us graduate and get a job."

"It's ...... learning ...... " Pan Xu said, "I don't know if it's an illusion, I feel like he's giving me a huge amount of work lately. "

"Illusion." Jiang Feng said, "He's giving Fang Zhiran five times as much work as you."

Jiang Feng: "Look at Fang Zhiran, he is thirsty for knowledge and is very capable."

"I'm reflecting on it." Pan Xu said, "Things have been a bit much lately."

"Nothing is as important as studying." Jiang Feng, an honor student, said, "Let's put it off for now and finish this wave of studying."

Comforted by the warmth of fellowship, Pan Xu's eyes lit up, "Sheng Jiang, I seem to have realized!"

Pan Xu jumped off the windowsill and went to the library to study hard, clutching his computer.

Jiang Feng is the only one left in the office.

He comfortably poured himself a glass of water and opened the novel reading app.

It's almost 12 o'clock. It's time for Mr. Ji Yu to update.

Jiang Feng started refreshing and swiped out a leave slip.

[Due to the busyness of the third dimension, the update state is not good. On the advice of a friend, decided to take three days off to adjust the state, I'm very sorry].

Jiang Feng: "????"

What a shark phi friend, won't suggest don't suggest.

This author, he hasn't been diligent enough lately.

He scrolled through the book group, huh? Author Ji Yu has a comic convention in s city on February 22nd?

The Physics Against the Odds tournament is at the end of February, and it looks like he'll have time to make a trip to Comic-Con and rush a shift before he leaves?

Yes, yes, yes. Jiang Feng started booking tickets.

s City Extra Large Comic Con, Booth A, three guests on the same stage, vip signing price of $480.

So expensive.

The quality of the guests in Area A seems to be good, though, with a famous cosplayer and a famous voice actor in addition to author Ji Yu.

This cosplayer, a girl? So pretty.

The Comic-Con promotional artwork featured a sweet white dress and the boss from "The End of Time", "Fourteen".

This voice actor, why doesn't he even have an avatar? He's so cool. He has a lot of work, and has voiced several TV characters he is familiar with.

480 is 480. I've been in academia for a long time. It's time to get out and see some new faces.

Jiang Feng is passionate about booking tickets.

Teacher Ji Yu, Snowflakes' sister, the winter bigwig. When the New Year's Eve is over, I'm coming!

*

The next day, January 9th, Fang Zhiran pushed his small suitcase and went to a small comic convention in s city.

When Su Jia arrived with her camera and headlight, Mr. Snowflakes had already finished his transformation.

The thin pink haired little vampire prince was sitting in the guest chair, two small pointed teeth showing on his lips as he blinked his light pink eyes and smiled at him.

"OMG little Snowflakes!" Su Jia pounced on her, "This is such a great casting choice, it's adorable."

Fang Zhiran licked his little fangs, fished the official camera pass from the side of the guest table, and threw it over to Su Jia.

"I didn't have the company photographer come." He said, "All you shoot today."

"Yeah!" Su Jia set up her camera.

"Why don't you take a few shots on your cell phone for me first." Fang Zhiran said.

Afternoon, c-city university.

Ji Xingchuan is sitting at a long table in the School of Physics, flipping through the conference brochure.

The cell phone in his pocket vibrated a few times, like it had received a string of messages.

He blinked coldly and pressed the bright screen of his cell phone.

[RanRan]: [photo] x 100

[Ranjan]: Look at me with my little vampire fangs, I feel kind of pretty.

[Ranjan]: I'd like to bite you twice to try and see if it's good.

Ji Xingchuan: "......"

[ Ji Xingchuan ]:I'm in love with pink fur today. (*^▽^*)

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Just photos? Look at the video.

[Ranjan]: [video] x1

Ji Xingchuan clicked on the video without expression.

In the video, the little pink-haired vampire teenager is interacting with his fans, and there's a huge pile of gifts from fans on the table.

[Ranjan]: It's been a busy day, taking time to check in with my boyfriend.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Pay attention to the scale of interaction with fans.

[Ranjan]: Afraid I'll bruise a fan?

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: I'm afraid they'll get too close to you and I'll get jealous. Penguin jumping and yelling.jpg

[Ranjan]: I'm measured.

[Ranjan]:[photo], old thief, I really like my lips and teeth today, villainy pulling through.

He took all the previous photos, and this one is a selfie of little Snowflakes.

Instead of taking a full face shot to show off her lip makeup, Snowflakes' teacher aimed the camera at her neck.

A lock or two of soft pink hair rested on the side of his neck, and the boy's mouth was slightly open, the corners of his mouth tilted up to reveal two small, white, pointed teeth, and then, further down, a snow-white, glossy neck.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: It makes the person watching it want to be the villain.

[Ranjan]: ?

[Ranjan]: Human words?

[Ranjan]: You get busy, I'm almost done on my end, I have to get ready for my interview. Wish me luck.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Good luck.

"Senior Ji." The master's student who had just finished his report asked cautiously, "May ...... you give any comments on the report I just gave?"

Ji Xingchuan: "......"

He coughed and picked up the draft paper in his hand where he had been taking notes, "Probably the following ......"

*

Fang Zhiran has heard about the good attitude towards the employees at MediaZenith.

But to drive a car directly to the door of his Comic-Con venue and pull him away directly from the book signing he had just finished, this treatment, is not too good somehow.

He hadn't planned on removing his makeup, and since it was an interview, it was best to let the other person see his cos status directly.

Will the moon media as a secondary yuan culture company, the location in the center of s, the whole building, from inside to outside, secondary yuan flavor is very full.

He had just entered the office and followed his driver downstairs to the elevator, when every now and then someone was checking him out.

"Ahhhhh is that Mr. Snowflakes?" An employee comes in, "I want to collect stamps!"

Fang Zhiran: "Come."

"Teacher Snowflakes, I want to collect stamps too." The familiar super cute loli voice sounded from behind, Fang Zhiran didn't even think about it, his fist moved first.

"...... Stupid humans, you don't know how precious I am." Lu Zhu (hp-99) loudly denounces, "I am a great golden treasure."

"Gin Chan Chan? Stay away from me, I'm afraid of staining." Fang Zhiran said.

It's still pure white Snowflakes.

The elevator stopped on the first floor, the driver asked Fang Zhiran to go in, and Lu Zhu followed.

The man was probably suffocating from being banned from the group, talking endlessly, as if he could spit out thousands of words a minute.

"Snowflakes Flower, when you come over, the two of us should work together more often." Lu Zhu said, "Do you want to come up with a cos of an abusive protagonist, I think it suits you hey."

"I want to change companies now." Fang Zhiran said coldly.

"It suits you." Lu Zhu said, "Broken white hair Snowflakes, plus chained captivity, my cousin will love it."

Fang Zhiran : "......?"

The elevator stopped at the fourth floor, Lu Zhu was still chattering, "Which HR are you looking for an interview with, I'll take you there."

"WeChat name is 'Poverty Scribbling'?" Fang Zhiran suddenly remembered that he didn't even know the other party's name.

Lu Zhu: "?"

Lu Zhu: "Auntie?"

Shinjin? That circle name doesn't sound too secondary.

Fang Zhiran said in mind.

"Then you come with me." Lu Zhu led the way.

In the corridors of Shogetsu, there is a huge wall of autographs, and Fang Zhiran scans it and pinpoints the signature of Mr. Winter.

Lu Zhu stopped in front of an office and knocked on the door.

"Auntie?" Lu Zhu asked.

"Not here." Inside the door was a cold, authoritative female voice, "Please get out."

Lu Zhu bristles, "It's not me looking for you, it's little Snowflakes."

The door was opened.

"What took you so long!" A sweet female voice rang out.

The woman standing behind the door was tall, wearing a long white dress with a dark gray cashmere scarf draped over her back.

Fang Zhiran: "????"

"Are you ......" he asked, not quite sure, "Mr. Yu Jin?"

"It's me." Yu Jin pushed his shoulder to let him in, "Little Snowflakes, why are you prettier than the picture in your resume, come on in."

Lu Zhu: "I ......"

Yu Jin kicked the door shut.

Fang Zhiran, who was sitting on the sofa, was dumbfounded.

This is Mr. Yu Jin, who has dubbed countless animation and TV works and is the childhood goddess of many people. When he was young, he had seen Yu Jin's work.

"Little Snowflakes, want a drink?" The other asked.

"No." Fang Zhiran said, "Don't bother."

What a nice, gracious cv teacher.

"Then I'll give you a milk, you're so skinny." Yu Jin opens the refrigerator and puts a carton of milk in front of him, "Is it that whoever is pressuring you to work?"

Which who? Does it mean Harimichi culture?

Fang Zhiran shook his head.

There's no need to badmouth the old owners in front of the new company.

Fang Zhiran is the steady man.

"Don't mind him from now on." Yu Jin said, "Come to me and earn gold coins for auntie."

Fang Zhiran: "Teacher, I ......"

"Call Auntie." The other said, "You can change it later."

Fang Zhiran: "?"

Is Ray a "teacher"?

But since when is "Auntie" a word in the secondary world?

Forget it, don't understand it, but respect it.

"Auntie." He dutifully spoke, "Interview?"

"You don't need to interview ah, auntie just wants to meet you." Yu Jin said, "Will Moon Media has been trying to contact you for a long time, you should know that our company is a short board in the cosplay culture area, we have signed a lot of big cosplayers with over a million followers but the promotion is not very effective."

Fang Zhiran seems to have heard similar statements from Ji Xingchuan before.

"We need cosplayers like you with the kind of face, physique and business level that can completely carry the line." Yu Jin said, "I've had my eye on you for quite a while, but unfortunately your previous cooperation has not yet ended, I was going to take some shortcuts, but the shortcuts say they don't interfere with your choices. "

When she speaks properly, she is well organized and sees the secondary market very thoroughly.

Fang Zhiran chatted with her for a while, and before she knew it, night had fallen outdoors.

"In the future, any cooperation you take on yourself, the income will all go to you, and Will Moon will not take up a single penny." Yu Jin's voice was gentle, "I will have someone draw up a contract for the cooperation that will be brought to you, if you agree, sign it, if you don't agree, we will change it."

"By the way, is there any type of work you don't take?" Yu Jin asked, "The kind of live pk that Harutora does, by the time you get to Shogetsu's side, there's bound to be no need for you to do it anymore."

"No ......cos commissions." Fang Zhiran says, "Anything else is fine."

This benefit is only for his boyfriend.

"He's so hardworking." Yu Jin said with emotion, "Much more diligent than my son who gabbles when he does some work."

"Your son?" Fang Zhiran wondered.

Does Mr. Yu Jin have a son? It seems that it has never been rumored.

How old is your son?

Yu Jin said, "Right, my son, who doesn't get serious about secondary, doesn't care about managing the business, and doesn't make me much gold."

"It's okay." He reassured, "It can be managed more."

"That makes sense, then you can manage it for me." Yu Jin surprisingly clicked with him, "If you can't control it, it's okay to beat it up a bit."

Fang Zhiran: "?"

How dare I.

I'm a cosplayer, not a boxer, and never hit anyone.

Yu Jin's cell phone ringtone rang, it was an anime pop, Fang Zhiran had heard it before, it was quite good.

Both of them listened for about ten seconds before Yu Jin answered the phone.

"Are you going to earn me gold?" Yu Jin asks, "...... ah? Phone off?"

Fang Zhiran was surveying the hand-me-downs on the shelves when the phone was handed to him.

"Little Snowflakes, answer the phone, my son is looking for you." Yu Jin said.

Fang Zhiran: "?"

Me?

That's not good, is it?

He picked up the phone cautiously, "Son?"

"......" There was a moment of silence across the room.

"Ranran, it's me." Ji Xingchuan's voice came from the receiver, "I finished the meeting and drove just back to S City, your cell phone is dead and turned off?"

Fang Zhiran : "......?"

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Who did you say you were?