Chapter 8

Xiao Ziyu got up and washed his face with cold water. When he saw himself in the mirror, he realized how pale his face was.

The long hair fell to the waist, and he reached out his hand to touch it as if in a dream. It was said that when "Xiao Ziyu" was stupid, he was very submissive and obedient, except for his long hair, which he would not let anyone touch. He protected it from childhood to adulthood and never cut it.

Fortunately, Meng Leyu mostly needs a stand-in for ancient costume roles, so when acting as a stand-in, he only needs to make slight modifications to the original role.

It was getting late, and Aunt Wang was knocking on the door outside, calling for dinner. Today he and Meng Leyu will go to the crew and take a "plane".

Xiao Ziyu had only seen airplanes in books and on TV. He was curious but also a little worried. Could that iron bird really fly that high? If he falls down, even his bones will be crushed into powder.

The crew will arrange accommodation and meals, so he doesn't have much luggage to pack. Xiao Ziyu took out a few clothes he was going to wear and folded them. After thinking about it, he decided to take the learning machine with him as well.

In addition to learning characters, it can also be used to look up information and read about ancient and modern times. I still carry it with me now.

I went downstairs slowly and found Meng Leyu was already sitting at the table eating breakfast. There is a dinner party after arriving at the crew tonight. He specially went for beauty treatment and haircut yesterday. He raised his chin slightly and said, "If you keep wasting time, just go by yourself. You are just holding me back."

"Sorry," Xiao Ziyu said good-temperedly, "It took me a while to pack my clothes."

"Of course I'll buy clothes when I get there!" Meng Leyu looked at him like a bumpkin, then nodded and said, "That's right, you're an adult now, and you're not stupid anymore. You can't keep spending the Meng family's money."

He said with a sour tone: "Didn't you marry Teacher Yuan? Go spend his money."

"I want to make money on my own." Xiao Ziyu said seriously.

"You? How much money can you make as a stand-in?" Meng Leyu sneered, "You only get about a thousand yuan a day, which is not enough to stay in a hotel, not to mention eating and taking a bus. You can't even guarantee your own life."

Xiao Ziyu already had a general understanding of the prices in modern society, and it was not as exaggerated as Meng Leyu said: "There are ways to live a poor life. There are so many people in the world, not everyone can live in a mansion and enjoy the best food."

Meng Leyu found it difficult to understand what he said, and she pouted, not wanting to explain to him. Even if Xiao Ziyu's mind suddenly became clear, he had not had normal contact with society for more than 20 years, and he really thought that he was a noble hermit.

After the meal, the driver sent them to the airport. Mrs. Meng followed them out worriedly and packed a bunch of supplements and nutrition: "Take them to the crew to eat. Every time you come back, you will lose weight."

"Mom, I'm trying to lose weight now!" Meng Leyu was mad, "I can't even eat too much carbohydrates, what's the point of bringing these burdens with me!"

Mrs. Meng sighed, her eyes unable to conceal her worry: "If there is anything, please contact your family in time. Your father and I will come to see you this weekend."

"Don't come!" Meng Leyu took a breath and was annoyed to death.

Xiao Ziyu got into the car behind him. After the car drove some distance away, Mrs. Meng was still standing there. Meng Leyu was clearly loved by his parents but he didn't know how to cherish it. He had lived for two lifetimes but still had never even seen his own parents.

The airport was crowded with people, and Meng Leyu's agent Song Wen and personal assistant were waiting for them at the security checkpoint. Song Wen took the bag from Meng Leyu and took the initiative to greet Xiao Ziyu: "I heard that Mr. Xiao's illness has recovered and he looks much more energetic."

Xiao Ziyu nodded: "I will thank Mr. Song for taking care of me in the future."

Song Wen had coached a few mediocre actors before, and his professional ability was not weak. It was the Meng family who used their connections to ask him to coach Meng Leyu.

Meng Leyu secretly complained several times that he was very demanding and always made trouble for herself, but he was still arrogant towards this agent.

Xiao Ziyu followed Meng Leyu closely, holding his ID card. He was a little nervous going through security for the first time and started to worry about all kinds of things. It's impossible that they can even find out that he is an ancient person, but everyone is equal in modern society, so ancient people should have been able to get on planes.

Meng Leyu and Song Wen passed the security check quickly. Xiao Ziyu followed their example and put his backpack into the security basket. The basket slowly slid into the machine. Just when he thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, a beeping sound suddenly came from inside.

The man in uniform stopped him and said, "Sir, please wait a moment."

Xiao Ziyu's hair stood on end and he almost wanted to use his martial arts skills to fly away. His backpack was returned to him, and the staff member said in a gentle tone: "You need to take your cell phone out separately."

The passengers behind him went around him to queue in other lines. Xiao Ziyu knew he was blocking others, so he hurriedly took out his phone. When he was about to put his backpack back, a voice suddenly came from above his head: "Take out your learning machine, too."

He raised his head suddenly and met a pair of dark eyes: "Your Highness... Yuan Heng?"

The man curled his lips and took out the pale blue learning machine for enlightenment from his bag: "I didn't realize that Mr. Xiao was so fond of learning."

Under the gaze of the staff and passengers around him, Xiao Ziyu's face turned red little by little. He should have flown away directly just now.