Yi Mu was dressed in a plain gray T-shirt and casual pants, and he was all set to dominate the computer screen.
They were called downstairs and found themselves staring blankly at a van full of people.
To ensure the best effect of the event, Yimu went back upstairs and changed his clothes.
The original owner didn't have many clothes, and they were all very uniform in style—gray, white, and black, lacking any charm.
A top streamer online, but an ordinary passerby in real life.
Yi Mu changed into a casual white shirt, paired with loose pants and white sneakers; at least it looked presentable.
The male lead was late, and the staff were waiting, but strangely, no one made a phone call.
Yi Mu silently guessed that it was probably because his background as a special forces soldier intimidated these nerdy guys who were essentially data enthusiasts.
Fortunately, the person didn't keep them waiting long; half an hour later, a slightly worn Hummer came into view.
No man doesn't love cars, and the previously lazy gazes of the people present immediately became fixed on the car after they saw it.
It's like seeing a stunningly beautiful woman on the street, and then seeing that rugged and imposing car driving by in the distance—it's simply breathtaking.
"Damn, I've been dreaming of trying it out. It must feel incredibly amazing."
"It costs around a million. I heard it's very heavy. I really want to drive it around the suburbs. It would be so awesome."
As they were talking, the car stopped, and Yi Mu looked over.
A man wearing a black T-shirt got out of the car. His long legs were covered by camouflage pants and he was wearing military boots. His footsteps were very regular, and you could almost hear the rhythm.
An overwhelming pressure came from above; some people are more striking than their appearance.
The aura of retired soldiers is truly unmatched by ordinary people.
Yi Mu noticed that the people who had been lounging in the car smoking had all straightened their backs.
It's like when you're slacking off during military training, but as soon as the instructor walks over, you immediately show that you're serious and not slacking off.
Wolf, whose real name is Zong Ao, is the former captain of the most elite special forces unit in Country Z.
He has participated in numerous counter-terrorism and peacekeeping missions, and is 28 years old this year. He was discharged from the military six months ago for unknown reasons.
Yi Mu sized up Zong Ao. His appearance didn't need many adjectives to embellish it; he was simply handsome in a way that all men envied.
His hair was a bit messy, probably because he hadn't rested well.
A tuft of bluish-gray stubble appeared on his chin, and his lips, neither thin nor thick, softened the slightly harsh lines of his features.
Well, he's incredibly handsome.
While Yi Mu was sizing up Zong Ao, Zong Ao was also taking the opportunity of smoking to sizing up his "partner".
He's not short, but he's thin and doesn't have slouching shoulders or a hunched back, which is good. However, his hair is a bit long; doesn't he mind that it's covering his eyes?
What's that thing on your face? Is it something you're ashamed to show off?
Brother Li took the cigarette Zong Ao offered, smiled, pulled Yi Mu over, and introduced them to each other.
"Wolf's real name is Zong Ao, Yi Mu. You are a few years younger than Zong Ao, so call him brother."
Yi Mu extended his hand sincerely, "Brother Zong, I'm Yi Mu. I might need your help tonight."
Zong Ao glanced at him with surprise. He had thought he was the kind of person who couldn't utter a single word, but he was quite eloquent.
He lit a cigarette and handed it to him. "Do you know how?"
Yi Mu waved his hand, sounding embarrassed: "I tried a few times, but I can't get it right. Please go ahead."
That was how they got to know each other. Zong Ao drove himself, while Yi Mu rode in Brother Li's car, and the group headed towards the suburbs.
Brother Li still thought Yi Mu was the original owner of the body, and kept nagging him along the way, telling him to get along well with Zong Ao.
"Based on my years of experience in judging people, this Zong Ao is definitely going to become very popular. It's not a bad thing for you to spend more time with him."
Yi Mu closed his eyes to rest and lazily hummed in agreement.
He doesn't care about the future; as long as the storyline is completed, that's all that matters.
He doesn't appear much in this world, and he's not even considered the second male lead.
He only had a brief interaction with the female lead, and after his scenes were over, no one would recognize him anymore.
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