Chapter 55: Benefits from Snowflakes

"Stay where you are." Ji Xingchuan said, "I will come to you."

Fang Zhiran: "......" scolded me?

Wait, you're the son?

Ji Xingchuan, last name Ji.

Yu Jin, Yu, that doesn't add up.

Hey, idiot, Yu Zhuye's name is Yu, and Yu Zhuye is Ji Xingchuan's cousin, so--

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Mom, it's the boyfriend's mom!

Just a few days how to meet the parents ah.

The right hand on his leg wrings itself out and Fang Zhiran (hp-100) is dumbfounded.

Auntie, do you know that I have arched your cabbage?

I haven't even eaten yet, and you're going to dump me with a billion dollars to leave him?

"Auntie was having such a nice conversation with you, she forgot to check the time." Teacher Yu Jin's native voice was gentle, "The cafeteria in Shogetsu is quite delicious, would Ran Ran like to eat while waiting for her boyfriend?"

Fang Zhiran: "?"

Seeing him shocked, Yu Jin was also shocked, "This punk, it can't be that he hasn't caught up with you yet, right?"

"Not a loser." Fang Zhiran said, "Mr. Winter, it's awesome."

"He's been in Bo2 since he was 25, has so many papers, and patents." He said, "And has dubbed so many classic roles and has so many works ......"

Here he was now writing a resume for someone, and for a moment he didn't notice the woman's gaze across the room become gentler.

"What did he put in your head." Yu Jin said, "So protective of him?"

"No, nothing." Fang Zhiran shook his head.

"His bad thoughts come in sets, normal people can't play with him." Yu Jin said, "But it's okay, you earn gold coins for auntie, auntie will protect you."

"Go take off your makeup, there's a restroom right here in the office." She said, "Your eyes will get sore if you wear contacts and false eyelashes for a long time, so let Yu Zhuye take you to the company cafeteria later."

Fang Zhiran said yes and pushed his small suitcase into the restroom.

Mr. Yu Jin, you don't mind if he arches the cabbage?

And Ji Xingchuan, is this mouth a leaky spoon? We've only been talking for a few days, we haven't even held hands a few times, and you've already told your family about him?

The pink-haired vampire teenager in the mirror was filled with stupefaction.

This makeup really looks good today. It's a shame Ji Xingchuan didn't come to see the live version.

He was just thinking about it when the door sounded outside.

"Where's Ran?" It was his senior brother's voice.

"In the restroom." Yu Jin says, "You go find him, Mommy's gone foraging."

Ji Xingchuan hmmm, pushed open the restroom door-

The little boyfriend who had been away for a day stood in the light, his light pink fake hair spread out on the side of his neck, lining his snowy white skin. Little Snowflakes had just begun to remove her makeup, smudging only a brimming red on her lips.

About because of the surprise just now, there was still a bit of confusion in the boy's extremely clear eyes, while his full upper lip was slightly puckered by the tops of his two small vampire fangs, and the corners of his mouth were shallowly quirked up, letting innocence and voluptuousness appear on this face at the same time.

In the next second, the confusion on the boy's face disappeared, replaced by the pomposity and arrogance belonging to the character, the corners of his mouth gently hooked in a good-looking arc, and in the red pupils of his eyes, his eyes looked out of the corner of his eye and became lightly provocative.

"Human." He put five fingers on the other man's collar and yanked, yanking the other man forward, fingertips nudging against the small of the back of the other man's back, working his way up, eventually resting against the side of the other man's throat, "Offer your heart."

Snowflakes Teacher wailed and opened her mouth, leaving a teeth mark on the other's neck, "A perk for my boyfriend ...... hey!"

Instantly, the sound of the man's breathing in his ears became fast and heavy, and he was about to get up when his back was violently pressed down by Ji Xingchuan, and he fell back into the other man's arms.

The man's knuckles scraped lightly down the side of his face, picking up a lock of pink fake hair at the side of his neck and gently sweeping it across his cheek and over the boy's thin shoulders and neck, the delicate skin couldn't withstand the treatment and soon developed a thin layer of red.

"Let go of me." Fang Zhiran said, "Old thief, don't play with me like a hand puppet."

The other man didn't let go, and the fingers resting on the side of his collarbone even trended downward.

"Little vampire highness." Ji Xingchuan's hand pressed against his waist and changed to a rather aggressive sounding youthful voice, "Who's going to feed you if you leave me?"

Fang Zhiran: "......"

This sudden switch in voice line made him freeze abruptly, and his backside felt like it had been scalded, the heat blossoming like fireworks from where his fingertips touched, spreading throughout his body.

This human x vampire play is kind of getting to you isn't it.

"...... Don't make a scene here." He opened his mouth, startled by the sound of his own voice.

Is this sweet, ambiguous, slightly breathy breathy sound that he can make?

How many Lu Zhu's have you eaten? Ah, it makes that sound.

Fang Zhiran, gifted.

After falling in love with a voice actor, it already transforms its own voice.

"Knowing you can't make a scene here, you made a point of hooking me." Ji Xingchuan let go of him and leaned against the door with his arms wrapped around him, his head turned sideways, his neck still bearing the teeth marks from the bite.

"That's a perk from Ms. Snowflakes." Fang Zhiran leaned over and went to undo the black leather loops around her thighs as she blushed and whispered, "Don't make a move on your cosplayer."

After all, Fang Zhiran ...... was not ready, and the knowledge all came from Benji Bamboo, which was weirdly scary.

"Get changed." Ji Xingchuan said, "I'll take you around Shogetsu later."

*

A few days later.

x station forum hot post [suddenly found, coser Snowflakes microblogging homepage of the mcn organization has changed hey, now it is will be the moon media!

1L (small leek): Snowflakes awesome! Our little Snowflakes will be the cosplayer of a big company and a big organization!

2L (bad eyes): what what where? Why didn't I see it!

3L (with a good eye): It seems like he's working with Sunny Lights until January, and Sunny Lights even let him take a couple of February jobs... congratulations ah little Snowflakes, finally getting out of that sharkskin organization.

4L (Su Jia): Qing Lantern is anxious haha, immediately launched cosplayer Jing Yu, began marketing Jing Yu's A University degree, but also said Snowflakes ungrateful, no contract spirit.

5L (tsk tsk): high p parties can't carry the line, but can't they market something else? Anyone who's ever been to a Snowflakes thread knows how in-your-face Snowflakes can be.

6L (handily picking up the substitute beat): But our little Snowflakes is being scolded for being a cultural desert! If you want to promote Jing Yu, why do you have to step on Snowflakes to get to the top?

7L (speak very bar): small Snowflakes is no culture ah, you see his microblogging content, there is nothing nutritious, in addition to sunshine photos is to cv winter as a water army, every day only know hahaha and la la la la, like a crazy little fool.

8L (with a good eye): Are you sick? He's a cosplayer, doesn't he post pics of obscure things like you? Give a few likes to winter and call it being a water army? Then are you working as a pug for your wife at this moment? Going to work is already tiring enough, in the secondary yuan still not hahaha you plan to go to the hearse hahaha it? You have culture, you have culture you bla bla here.

9L（说话很杠）：But you can't deny that Jing Yu is just excellent, I won't be a fan of Snowflakes, a cosplayer with no substance, in my experience, cosplayers with no substance are very prone to collapsing, don't love it, I'm going to feel sorry for you.

In Lao Guo's office, Fang Zhiran scratched the screen of his cell phone before mcn bought the promotion, which just let him see the microblog of cosplayer Jing Yu.

"This University of A, there is a hidden campus?" Fang Zhiran asked.

"What's wrong?" Ji Xingchuan asked, turning his head as he took a file box from the highest level of the book grouping.

"Is there such a place at the University of A?" He enlarged the photo Jing Yu had taken and showed it to Ji Xingchuan.

"Never seen it." Ji Xingchuan, who has been a student at U of A for almost nine years, said, "He went to RWI?"

"These days, everyone loves to stick it to the A University marketing." Ji Xingchuan said, "But we at U of A are not a place where any asshole can get in."

The top of the office door opened and an academic asshole crawled in.

"Senior Brother Ji, Junior Brother." Pan Xu showed a tired smile.

Ji Xingchuan: "......"

"There may be one or two jerks." Ji Xingchuan patched in, "But we U of A students are long-sighted and indifferent to fame and fortune."

"What? A hundred bucks a time?" Jiang Feng called in, "I'll do it! I'll do anything for money!"

Ji Xingchuan: "......"

Fang Zhiran raised his hand and patted his elder brother on the shoulder heartily.

"Brother Sheng Jiang." Fang Zhiran asked, "What are you doing?"

"Called Jiang Senior, or Feng Senior." Jiang Feng says, "Short of a small fortune, looking for a small job."

"Lao Guo pays a good salary." Ji Xingchuan said, "How can you be short of money?"

"This month, I gave some to my family and bought a pair of quite expensive shoes, so I didn't count my pocket money." Jiang Feng said, "Now the hand is a little tight, short of 480 dollars."

Jiang Feng: "I just got a job handing out flyers in front of a school, handing out 2,000 sheets for a hundred dollars."

"Unbelievable!" Fang Zhiran slammed the table, "How can we, Guo Men's students, work so hard for this small amount of money!"

"Then you work for me, Ginger." Pan Xu had a bright idea, "I'll give you 160 bucks if you help me write ...... help me find some literature."

Jiang Feng: "Good."

"Keep an eye on the stove for me." Ji Xingchuan says, "I'll give you 160 bucks too."

Jiang Feng: "Pretty good."

Fang Zhiran : "Bring me food and I'll give you 160 bucks too."

Jiang Feng: "Excellent!"

Jiang Feng was almost moved to tears by the friendship of his fellow disciples, giving so much for such a small job.

A little help from the older brother, a little help from the younger brother, fueling a sparkling path to Comic-Con.

Jiang Feng earned the name of hard-working laborer who serves tea and water in the office.

"Fang Zhiran." Gan Wanhe pushed the door in, "I didn't make it a few days ago, but it finally arrived today, come on, Sister made up for your birthday present."

"Thank you senior sister." Fang Zhiran took the box, "Why did you give me two identical scarves, Sister?"

Fang Zhiran: "I only have one neck."

"Think about it, who else has a neck?" Gan Wanhe looked at him with an encouraging gaze.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

My birthday or yours?

Why are you still making candy for yourself?

But it's a nice, practical and normal gift.

Everyone else's gifts seemed a little odd by comparison.

Jiang Feng gave him a cool book, and Pan Xu gave him a keyboard.

Ji Xingchuan went even further, giving a long blue and purple trailing lo dress and a long, straight, silver-white wig, ostensibly as a birthday present, but actually asking for a birthday present.

"It doesn't look like New Year's Eve is coming up in a few days." Ji Xingchuan raised his hand and snapped his desk, "In preparation for the competition at the end of February, everyone may not be able to go home this New Year's Eve."

As usual, a pre-game training session started again in the office.

"Those who don't compete or participate in the instruction can return." Gan Wanhe says, "Pan Xu, do you return?"

"No?" Pan Xu said, "I have some things to do at the end of February, so I'm just about done, and I'll be able to see you off then."

"What are you doing at the end of February?" Ji Xingchuan asked, "I have to submit the first draft of my thesis in March, so don't forget."

"At the end of February ...... go m...... to the job fair, to the job fair." Pan Xu said.

"Hmm." Ji Xingchuan nods, "Knowing to plan for your future."

"Do you want to go hiking before the game?" Chu Xi asks, "A view of the mountains will boost your morale."

Chu Xi : "Just around the 20th, are you free?"

"I can." Gan Wanhe said, "Shall I choose a hill? The Guo Men will be able to see farther."

"Uh ......" Fang Zhiran raised his hand, "I don't think I'm available, I have a m...... have a painting show to go to. "

Ji Xingchuan's hand hanging under the table gently patted the back of his hand.

He quite liked these little hidden gestures of the other man, and the corners of his mouth curved gently as he gently patted them back.

"......" Ji Xingchuan brings his hand up, the back of it red.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

"Is Brother Ji free?" Chu Xi hasn't given up yet.

"I also ...... I have a m ...... There's a car show I want to go to." Ji Xingchuan said.

"I'm not available either." Jiang Feng raises his hand, "I have a ...... class reunion to attend, yes, a class reunion."

"It's good." Fang Zhiran says, "The Guo Men have their own special way of relaxing, a little competition, no one is nervous."

A new message swiped out on his phone with a note that he had newly changed for someone [Winter].

[Winter]:Ranjan, we're more relaxed, we're dating on public funds! Two penguins in pairs.jpg

[F]: but there's a light bulb sub, and Koda Duck has a headache.jpg.

[Winter]: Just one, okay.

[Winter]: Have you figured out what's coming out by then?

[F]: I'll come up with a difficult one for a show of this size.

[Winter]: (^ω^)

[F]: Ji Yu recently broke off again, readers are howling to me under the microblogging, when I have to help to urge more.

[F]: What's up with this author, if I were his reader I'd have to chase him down to the scene and give him a piece of my mind.

[F]: Huh, 1w more yesterday, not easy.

Fang Zhiran was halfway through his message when he suddenly felt a "hey" in the air. He looked up sharply, and Sister Gan Wanhe was looking towards him.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

He and Ji Xingchuan put away their cell phones at the same time.

"Meaning none of them are available?" Chu Xi said, "Just me and Wo Wo."

Jiang Feng: "Huh huh?"

"Then the two of us will go out and play." Gan Wanhe said, "We'll both go hiking."

"Let's not talk about playing." Ji Xingchuan knocked seriously on the table, "Come prepare for the confrontation program."

"Yes!" Fang Zhiran clapped the table in support.

Half of the afternoon was spent with questions from Ji Xingchuan and enthusiastic speeches from Fang Zhiran.

Before dinner, Ji Xingchuan specially stayed with Pan Xu.

"Lao Guo said he was worried and asked me to keep an eye on you." He said, "We have to put the dissertation first, and we have to write the first draft quickly, so I don't mind keeping an eye on you for one more year if you delay your graduation."

Pan Xu: "......"

"Ranran, have dinner." Ji Xingchuan called.

"Come on." Fang Zhiran drew up.

On the way to the cafeteria, Fang Zhiran flipped through the interface of the serialized version of The End of Time.

"This light bulb kid just hung up his vacation note again." Fang Zhiran said.