I Can’t Be This Protagonist

Qin Yubai and Ji Yao belong to the same generation in terms of seniority, but there is an age gap between the two, and Ji Yao is still a student, so the intersection between the two is not profound.

The Qin Ji two are also competitors, and they have been fighting each other secretly.

The Qin family that Qin Yubai took over was a mess full of holes and leaks. He joined the company at the age of 21 and started as a unloading worker at the lowest level. In just seven years, the old skeleton of the Qin family was removed. Only by refilling the flesh and blood can you return to the upper circle of the city.

If it wasn't for Ji's wealth, Ji Yao wouldn't be worthy of his shoes in terms of qualifications in the shopping mall.

With such a hairy boy, dare to drag his people away in front of him?

Qin Yubai unceremoniously grabbed Yan Shuang's other arm, "I'm afraid you still haven't figured out whose territory is here, and whose people you are taking away."

Yan Shuang was grabbed by two people by one arm like a doll.

Ji Yao rarely gets angry, not because of the hypocritical etiquette and self-discipline that he has been trained well since he was a child, but because he knows very well how much unknown hostility is lurking in his heart. Once it explodes, even himself Not sure if you can control yourself.

And now, the temperature in his chest is rising little by little.

"Let go."

Ji Yao coldly squeezed two words out of his throat, unable to hide his anger at the moment in his eyes.

"Who should let go?"

Qin Yubai sneered and refused to give in at all.

The two were at a stalemate, and the atmosphere once again escalated to a level of tension, and the faint smell of gunpowder permeated between the two, as if it was about to explode.

Ji Yao barely restrained his anger and asked Yan Shuang directly, "Do you want to go back to class?"

Two eyes, one left and one right, shot at Yan Shuang oppressively.

Yan Shuang lowered his head and didn't look at anyone. Under the pressure of two scorching eyes, he shook his throat and said, "I want to go to class..."

Tears fell one by one on the dark marble floor, splashing tears one after another.

The room was so quiet that only the sound of tears falling.

Ji Yao's expression relaxed, and he gently pulled Yan Shuang to his side.

"Why are you crying?" Qin Yubai's tone suddenly softened, and the hand that was pulling Yan Shuang also dropped, instead, he hugged Yan Shuang's waist, as if he was coaxing an unreasonable little lover. In class, I'll ask Wei Yichen to send you off."

The arms around Yan's waist secretly exerted force, as if issuing a silent warning, quietly bringing the person to him.

Ji Yao still didn't let go, he looked at Yan Shuang with his head lowered.

As long as Yan Shuangken resists, he will...

"good."

A word that couldn't be lighter came into his ears and quickly dissipated in the air, as if a basin of cold water was poured on top of Ji Yao's head.

He really shouldn't expect anything from this cheap and dirty soul.

The palm was immediately released.

When he released it, his palm trembled slightly, his fingertips slid across the thin shirt, and the heat dissipated.

Yan Shuang raised his head and looked at Ji Yao with tears in his eyes. Ji Yao, who had already walked out of the house without looking back, got into a dark sports car not far away, started the car almost without a pause, and threw up a ball. The messy dust is gone.

Ji Yao should have rushed over immediately after hanging up the phone.

Now, he's gone alone again.

As soon as Ji Yao left, Qin Yubai's face also turned cold. He hugged Yan Shuang's waist, brought the person close to him, and said coldly, "Tonight, you'd better explain it clearly, otherwise..."

All in all.

Yan Shuang pushed him away, and he rudely wiped his tears with his sleeve, "I'm going to class."

"Wei Yichen, send him out."

"Okay, Mr. Qin."

Qin Yubai turned around and picked up the wine glass to take another sip, but found that the wine glass was empty.

In the yard, the sound of the engine starting came, the car had already driven away, and Qin Yubai was the only one left in the whole house.

The sound of cicadas and the rustling of the breeze blowing through the woods was quiet and peaceful.

"Snapped-"

The cracking sound of the wine glass on the ground startled a shrill cicada outside.

Qin Yubai's chest heaved up and down, and his hands were shaking because of the anger he didn't show just now.

After taking a few deep breaths, Qin Yubai finally sat down on the dining table.

He hated being threatened by a hairy boy, and he hated the feeling of being out of control now.

Reaching out to grab the wine bottle, his gaze followed, Qin Yubai's movements suddenly stopped, and the white logo on the wine bottle was dyed a little bright red.

Qin Yubai turned his hand over.

A little bit of broken glass was embedded in the palm of the hand, and it was stained with blood.

Is it a wine glass? Or the broken screen of that old phone?

Qin Yubai closed his palms, leaned his head back on the seat, and let out a deep breath.

He really lost his temper today.

Inside the car, Yan Shuang was wiping his face in the rearview mirror. After carefully wiping the tears off his face, he said to Wei Yichen briskly, "Thank you for the wet tissue."

Wei Yichen was silent.

Yan Shuang and half turned around, sat on the co-pilot in a side-by-side position, blinked his eyes, and said excitedly: "Did you see that just now, the two of them almost fought over me."

Wei Yichen still ignored him, he drove intently, like a perfect tool man, changed his face when he got into the car, and grinned and asked him for wet tissues.

"What a pity, hey, who do you think will win if Qin Yubai and Ji Yao really fight?"

"To be honest, your boss's physique is not bad, and his explosiveness, endurance, and durability are all at a very high level. He should also be good at fighting, right?"

"As for Ji Yao, he looks thin, and his muscles are not bad..."

"I feel like it's hard for two people to decide the winner. Hey, what do you think?"

Wei Yichen always ignored Yan Shuang indifferently.

He was thinking, if Yan Shuang knew that he was only Qin Qing's stand-in, would he still be so complacent, smiling sly and cheerful, thinking that he was playing everyone with applause.

He was waiting for that day to come.

"By the way, next time you want to pick me up, you must notify me in advance, for sure."

Seeing that Wei Yichen was still looking like "you say what you want, I don't have ears", Yan double-crossed his lips and smiled, suddenly leaned in and quickly kissed Wei Yichen's face.

"呲-"

The tires quickly rubbed against the ground, and the violent brakes made Yan Shuang bounce back and forth on the seat.

After settling down, Yan Shuang curled up in his seat and laughed.

Wei Yichen glanced coldly at Yan Shuang who was laughing wildly, "What are you doing?"

Yan Shuang smiled, and his voice was also smiling, "You can't communicate with your mouth, so I have to communicate with you with my body."

Yan Shuang laughed enough, and his face became cold. He said coldly, "When you pick me up next time, let me know five minutes in advance, do you hear me?"

Wei Yichen turned his face, and Yan Shuang was about to come up to his side again, but he blocked it with his arm, "I heard."

"That's good," Yan Shuang sat down again, "Drive quickly, or I'll be late again."

Wei Yichen took Yan Shuang to the back door of the school as quickly as possible, "Get off."

Yan bilaterally unfastened his seat belts and said, "Don't forget what I told you."

Wei Yichen didn't want to answer, and Yan Shuang had already cast a threatening look again.

"Next time I'll give you five minutes notice."

Yan Shuang smiled brightly, "Since you are so good, I will tell you a little secret."

"Just now...it was the first time I kissed someone..."

Yan Shuang got out of the car, laughed and ran away, waving to Wei Yichen, his wide white shirt flying behind him, happy like a little pigeon.

It's ridiculous.

On the way back, Wei Yichen shook his head gently, the back of his hand brushed his right cheek, and there was a faint scent of citrus.

Little **** full of lies.

Thinking of this, his face became uncontrollably hot.

Back at the winery, Qin Yubai was being helped by the staff to treat the wound on his palm.

The finely broken glass pieces were picked out bit by bit and placed in a metal tray on the side, and each broken glass piece was covered with blood.

"You're back?" Qin Yubai took a cigarette indifferently.

"President Qin."

"Go and find out how Ji Yao got involved with him."

"They are college classmates, from the same department."

Qin Yubai turned his face abruptly, his eyes fierce, "Did you know?"

Wei Yichen said calmly, "The first time I went to pick up Mr. Yan at school, I met Master Ji."

"Why do not you say it?"

"Sorry, President Qin, I didn't think there would be any other intersection between these two people. You also know that Ji Shao's personality is very withdrawn."

Wei Yichen is right, Ji Yao is also a famous weirdo in the whole circle.

Playing cool with a poker face all day long, he was never willing to talk to anyone, and he ran away from home because of what major he wanted to study with his family. Qin Yubai was always glad that the only son of the Ji family was such a lawless person. Unexpectedly, Ji Yao reached out to him.

"Check, check. From the first time the two of them met, they checked every detail for me. Before tonight, I want to see all the information."

"Yes, I understand."

Wei Yichen nodded, bent over, and stepped back to work.

"etc…"

The last piece of glass was also taken out, and the staff took alcohol to clean Qin Yubai's wound. Qin Yubai bit the cigarette, his handsome face wrinkled slightly, and after the initial scorching pain, he spit out a smoke ring, "Here He bought a new phone."

"OK."

Wei Yichen held down the hem of the suit and officially retired.

Back at school, Yan Shuang rushed to class non-stop. Fortunately, Ji Yao packed all his professional books into his schoolbag, so he didn't delay class.

The transparent man's physique is so strong that no one notices him at all even if he is in a state of embarrassment.

After successfully finishing the three afternoon classes, Yan Shuang returned to the hotel.

The front desk in the hotel noticed him, "Hey, where's the handsome guy?"

"handsome guy?"

The front desk smiled and said, "The handsome guy is here to redeem his ID card. Didn't I give him your phone number? I thought you two would come together."

"Yes, ID card!"

Yan Shuang suddenly realized, he said how Ji Yao had his number, called him for no reason, came up and asked him why he didn't go back to the hotel, it was for his ID card.

I don't know where Ji Yao went. In the three classes in the afternoon, Yan Shuang didn't see Ji Yao.

It is estimated that he is incompetent and furious in some uninhabited corner.

Thanks to Xiaoji's blessing, today's emotional line is brushed well.

Next time you see him, just coax him.

"Give me his ID card and hold my ID card."

Yan Shuang exchanged his ID card for Ji Yao's ID card.

Ji Yao's ID card is well taken.

Usually, the photo on the ID card will be different from that of the person.

The uncle of the police wants to make a clear picture of the characteristics of you, not to make it look good.

But for an outstanding character like Ji Yao, even with the most sketchy shooting techniques, it is still difficult to conceal his handsome eyebrows and unique cold temperament, which is even more prominent in the photos.

He is the person in the painting and has nothing to do with the world.

Yan Shuang lay on the bed, admiring Ji Yao's ID card, and gave Ji Yao a score.

It's 9:50, and the remaining 0.5 points will be deducted at the hotel opened for him, regardless of dinner!

Qin Yubai said that he should make it clear at night, but he didn't know whether to take care of dinner or not?

Yan Shuang stood up, put away Ji Yao's ID card first, put the textbooks in the schoolbag on the hotel table, and left the hotel lightly.

There are all kinds of shops near the university, and there are many stalls.

Yanshuang carried his bag and searched all the way. When he saw a mobile phone repairer on the ground, he hurried over and asked, "Master, can you see if my phone can be repaired?"

Yan Shuang handed the phone with the broken screen to the other party.

The repairer checked the phone, and said cheerfully, "If you can repair it, you can use another screen."

Yan Shuang breathed a sigh of relief, "How much does it cost to replace the screen?"

"200."

"What, 200?! Master, don't be kidding, even if you sell this phone, it's not worth 200."

"Then repairing and selling energy are the same thing. Your phone is too old. You can sell it if you want. I'll take it for 50. You can buy a new one."

"That won't work. I'm here to repair the phone. How can I sell it? Master, let's be cheaper. How about 100, 100?"

"No, no, 100 is too little, my cost price is more than..."

When Wei Yichen found Yan Shuang, Yan Shuang was squatting in front of a mobile phone booth on the side of the road, and he was red-faced when he asked if he could make ten yuan cheaper than the master who repaired the mobile phone.

"Master, you really, you can be cheaper, 110, just 110, our business is not good..."

Yan Shuang was talking, and when he felt that the other party had been worn a little loose, his arm was lifted. He raised his head and saw Wei Yichen wearing glasses and a suit. Yan Shuang opened his mouth slightly, looking a little surprised, with round eyes Yo-Yo, jet-black, like a stray dog ​​Wei Yichen once saw.

Dirty all over, the hair on his body is about to be knotted, but he still works so hard... living.