Chapter 22 Avatar 3.0 He's a little crazy.

How could anyone use the term "wife" in a way that evokes a sense of righteous indignation?

Yin Xiao was too lazy to reply to him; she was completely immune to his act. She twirled the umbrella in her hand and found it amusing.

"Didn't you say you couldn't find it?"

“Found it again.” Yi Zhiyan remained expressionless, glancing behind her. “So I came along the way to return it for you, to save you trouble later.”

Yin Xiao asked in surprise, "Help me pay it back?"

Yi Zhiyan's gaze remained fixed as he nodded towards the door, "I have an appointment with He Sen."

Yin Xiao turned her head and saw He Sen take off his employee badge, stuff it into his pocket, and push open the door to walk this way.

"Hello Yi Zhiyan, Huandao Media, He Sen." He Sen stopped in front of her, extended his hand to Yi Zhiyan, the light on the watch face was a little dazzling.

"Hello." Yi Zhiyan casually put his arm around her shoulder, the force neither too light nor too heavy. "I've heard Yin Xiao mention you."

Yin Xiao's eyelashes trembled. Unable to bear the inexplicable atmosphere any longer, she calmly shook off the mischievous hand on her shoulder and shoved the umbrella directly into He Sen's arms.

"Thanks."

After saying that, Yin Xiao grabbed Yi Zhiyan's arm, turned around and left, urging him in a low voice, "Hurry up, aren't you supposed to be rushing back to school this afternoon for some student council activity..."

"You're not hiding it anymore?" Yi Zhiyan seemed not to have heard her at all, only raising his hand to press down on the back of her hand, pulling her closer into his arm, and chuckled softly.

Yin Xiao said helplessly, "He knows."

"Know what?"

“They know everything.” Yin Xiao sighed. “For example, that we’re fake.”

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In the evening, on the Anhui University playground, Yin Xiao received a WeChat message from Qin Yan confirming that "The Lock" was no longer a possibility.

"Why don't you try submitting your work to other companies?" Dai Lan, holding a cup of jasmine milk tea and hugging Yin Xiao's fleece coat, leaned against the stone bench and glanced at her. "It's better than you running here to drown your sorrows late at night, isn't it?"

Yin Xiao tugged at her sweatpants, mustered her strength, placed her right leg on the stone step, and bent over to stretch.

"Let's talk about it later. Maybe there's something wrong with my script. I'm used to writing in the school drama club and it's not suitable for the needs of the outside market. I'll go back and study it carefully."

"My God, speaking of the school drama club, I almost forgot to tell you about this awful thing." Dai Lan suddenly put down her milk tea, pulled her phone out of her coat pocket, and angrily cursed, "Shameless bastard, we gave him face, and he still dared to shamelessly put himself on the list, he's a thief..."

"What's wrong?" Yin Xiao was confused as Dai Lan grabbed her shoulders and looked down at her phone screen.

"Look here, the screenwriters are Ling Yubai and Tang Qian, and Tang Qian is still a newcomer... They wrote you as a screenwriter's assistant!"

Yin Xiao took the phone, pressed her thumb to zoom in on the image, and recognized it as a promotional poster for "Sun Shower".

Since her conflict with Zhao Yan, she had stopped paying attention to the troupe's activities, only vaguely remembering that tickets were being sold on their official WeChat account these past few days.

"Did they change my script?"

"Change my foot! It's a complete copy. Look at the description below; it's exactly the same as the version you showed me before."

Dai Lan, familiar with the layout, clicked into the column and pointed it out to her.

"Ugh, this is so annoying. I'll go to the theater another day to check if it's an adaptation or if they've removed me from the cast." Yin Xiao irritably put her legs down and bent over to lightly pound them twice.

As she straightened up, the profile picture she had just seen vaguely floated into her mind. She immediately unlocked her phone and swiped to Dai Lan's WeChat.

At first glance, Dai Lan's profile picture is still a blue background with a black silhouette, not much different from her previous profile picture. Only after looking at it a few more times can you tell that it is the back view photo of Yi Zhiyan that Yin Xiao used before.

"Lan'er, when did you change your profile picture?" Yin Xiao asked tentatively.

“Yesterday.” Dai Lan took a big gulp of milk tea, not noticing anything amiss.

"Chen Zi rarely skipped his internship. The three of us stayed in the dorm that night, and we played cards and made bets. It turned out that your luck was on me, and I didn't win a single round, so I had to accept the punishment."

"Punishment or changing your profile picture? Can't you guys come up with anything original?"

“It’s still quite original.” Dai Lan raised an eyebrow at her. “Didn’t you notice that this is the profile picture you changed to during the last punishment? Chen Zi suggested that from now on, the loser should change to this picture for a month instead of choosing from their own album.”

"..." Yin Xiao had a lot of words stuck in her throat, but looking at Dai Lan's satisfied expression, she couldn't say a word.

Dai Lan laughed and said, "Hehehe, the main thing is that the atmosphere of this photo you took is really good, and it's so blurry that you can't see anyone in the corner. Unless someone who knows the real person sees it, it's unlikely to cause any trouble."

Yin Xiao gave a wry smile and remained silent.

She was the unlucky one, not only being seen by someone familiar with the real person, but also being physically assaulted by the real person. There was no conflict, but does the marriage certificate count...?

"Lan'er, why don't you change the photo as punishment? I don't even remember when I took this casually. I feel like I'm infringing on her portrait rights." Yin Xiao was still worried.

"Is it that serious?" Dai Lan licked the tea stains from her lips. "Well, it is. After all, it's a photo on your phone, so we can't just use it randomly. I'll go back to the dorm and talk to them about getting a different one."

Yin Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, gripped her phone tightly, and supported her neck with her other hand, continuing to stretch her muscles and bones.

I had just looked up at the sky when my phone buzzed again. I flipped the screen and saw that it was Fang Yiwen calling.

Yin Xiao was puzzled as to why he would call, and answered the phone directly without avoiding Dai Lan.

"Senior?"

All that could be heard on the other end of the screen was shouting, so loud it hurt her ears. Yin Xiao lowered the volume and asked again, "Senior, what do you want?"

"Junior! Where are you?" Fang Yiwen's voice sounded desperate.

"The school," Yin Xiao replied honestly.

"It's not far! Can you hurry up and come to Golden Eagle to pick up Yi Zhiyan?" Fang Yiwen shouted in despair.

Yin Xiao frowned. "What's wrong with him?"

"He, he's gone a little crazy! Come see for yourself, save him and save me, I've sent you the location."

Yin Xiao wanted to ask something more, but Fang Yiwen had already hurriedly hung up the phone.

She took a deep breath, opened the location sent by Fang Yiwen, and looked up to meet Dai Lan's probing gaze.

"Whose phone is that? Such a loud voice, waaaaah!"

"A senior I knew before," Yin Xiao hurriedly explained, taking her coat back from Dai Lan's arms. Without even putting it on, she turned and ran.

"I have to go now, something's come up at home."

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The location I received was "Yijia" Bar in Golden Eagle. The name is "Yijia". The decor is simple, the lighting is dim, and the interior is a two-story loft design. The second floor has private rooms. It is a very tasteful bar.

Yin Xiao bypassed the bustling bar and headed straight for the second floor. Standing at the door of the private room, she raised her hand and suddenly stopped.

Yi Zhiyan had told her that today was an event jointly organized by the school's student union and several clubs, and the dean of the School of Computer Science had asked him to come along, apparently to discuss serious matters.

That place should be full of teachers and students; it's not appropriate for her to rush in looking for someone like that.

On her way here, she called and texted Yi Zhiyan several times, but received no reply, probably because he was busy.

Yin Xiao withdrew her hand, took out her phone to call Fang Yiwen, but the door unexpectedly opened from the inside.

A girl in a brown blouse came out, glanced at her, and quickly closed the door.

Who are you looking for?

Yin Xiao put down her phone, pointed to the door, and asked, "Is Yi Zhiyan here?"

The girl frowned, her gaze sweeping over her with scrutiny.

"Why are you looking for him? This is a school event. Why are you chasing after him all the way here? You're really bored. You won't give up until you're completely cornered."

Yin Xiao was a little confused and angry after hearing her barbed sarcasm. She glanced at the student council badge on her chest and retorted.

"This student, you really changed my opinion of the student council all by yourself. You attacked me without any evidence or reason. You've really made the student council proud."

The girl scoffed, "What do you mean there's no evidence? You're the sixth student to follow me here today. Didn't you all hear that the senior made a deal with a professor abroad and wanted to have more connections?"

Yin Xiao was stunned. "The deal was done?"

"What are you pretending for?"

Yin Xiao was exasperated and helpless. "I did need to talk to him about something, but not about this. I... never mind, I'll just make the call anyway."

She turned her back, turned the screen back on, and dialed Fang Yiwen's number.

"Senior, I've arrived. I'm at the entrance. Please bring Yi Zhiyan out."

"Uh... I'm not available right now. Wait a few minutes. Old Yi is trapped, and I need to figure out how to get out of here too, right away!"

The call was disconnected instantly again.

Yin Xiao sighed, leaned against the wall, and tapped the wall idly with her fingers.

"Aren't you leaving yet?" The girl who was blocking her way was still at the door, arms crossed, looking at her.

Yin Xiao rubbed her forehead, and just as she was about to reply, she saw the door behind her open again.

"Tang Qian, you..." A familiar face peeked out from behind the door, slowly turned to her, and clearly stopped. "Yin Xiao?"

"Ling Yubai." Yin Xiao glanced at his evasive expression, straightened up and walked closer, bluntly stating her position.

"I was just about to have a chat with you. What's the story behind the screenwriter of 'Sun Shower'?"

"Uh, the screenwriter is... well, our troupe revised the script later, so we were divided into screenwriters and screenwriting assistants."

Ling Yubai lowered his head, his voice weak and feeble, clearly lacking confidence.

Yin Xiao chuckled inwardly. Now she didn't need to go to the theater to know that she had been kicked out of the screenwriting category again.

"Who are you anyway? What's your relationship with 'Sun Shower'? What gives you the right to question the club president like that!" The girl next to Ling Yubai stood up to speak for her, raising her head and pointing at her.

"Tang Qian, it's okay, don't say that." Ling Yubai seemed unappreciative and pressed the girl's hand down.

Yin Xiao heard the girl's name clearly this time, frowned and muttered to herself, "Tang Qian, Tang Qian?"

She looked up abruptly. "You're Tang Qian, the screenwriter listed on the poster for 'Sun Shower'?"

"Yeah, who are you? Why are you asking so many questions?"

"I wrote 'Sun Shower,' and the screenwriter should be listed as my name, Yin Xiao."

Tang Qian scoffed, "You're dishonest and opportunistic, what right do you have to demand that the screenwriter's name still be yours?"

"My work, what right do I have to ask?" Yin Xiao said angrily, one hand on her hip, trying to calm her rage. "And when have I ever been opportunistic and treacherous!"

"You promised to sign the next period drama to the troupe, but as soon as the media company contacted you, you stopped caring about the troupe, leaving us with nothing after 'Sun Shower'."

Yin Xiao's eyes widened as she turned to look at the silent Ling Yubai. "I said it was done? How come I didn't know!"

Ling Yubai touched his neck with his right hand, blocking half of his view, completely ignoring her, and pulled Tang Qian to try to go back to the private room.

"Explain yourself! You're spreading rumors like this just because I'm not with the troupe!"

Yin Xiao grabbed him by the back of his collar and slammed him against the wall. He was breathing heavily and felt a fire rising from his feet to the top of his head.

"No, senior, you've misunderstood. I'm doing this for the good of the theater troupe..."

Yin Xiao gritted her teeth, wanting to curse, "Speak like a human being."

"Let go! Don't go too far!" Tang Qian rushed up from behind and pulled her away.

As soon as she finished speaking, someone suddenly grabbed her by the shoulder and she fell backward unexpectedly.

The light from the glass above her head flickered, and she heard the sound of a door lock clicking. The next second, a faint woody scent filled her breath, and she instantly fell into a firm, warm embrace.

A pair of hands firmly held her shoulders, and on her left hand was a wedding ring that looked incredibly familiar.

She leaned against the man's chest behind her without turning her head, reached out and touched her shoulder blade that had been bumped, and complained softly.

"it hurts."

A clear, magnetic voice approached her, as if sighing.

"I thought you would say thank you, just like before."

Yin Xiao's chest heaved violently. She hadn't fully recovered from the script incident. Her throat felt dry, her bones ached, and she felt both angry and disappointed. She whispered a single word.

"pain."

His large hands covered her back, and his warmth spread out.

"Then rub it."

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Author's Note: Next chapter will be... *pat pat pat*