It is much more difficult than one might imagine to disguise a young and beautiful girl into an ordinary young woman.

Jian Jing put on a wig, trimmed her facial features, slightly increased her weight, and slightly widened her shoulders, waist, and back. Her figure changed drastically, and she was not noticeable in the crowd.

Zong Ye prepared a goose yellow shirt and a blue long skirt for her. The colors were very low in saturation, so she would blend in with the crowd. After she was dressed up, he stood farther away and looked at her for a while, then smiled and pressed his forehead, saying, "Too many flaws."

Jian Jing was already very satisfied: "It's your first time, so don't be too demanding." She turned around in front of the mirror, eager to try, "I'll work on it later, I should be able to fool them."

"Then I'm looking forward to it." Zong Ye opened the door for her and said with a smile, "Your Highness, remember to come back before twelve o'clock, otherwise the magic will disappear."

Jian Jing laughed: "Cinderella's journey?"

"Have a nice trip."

She put on a duckbill cap to block the camera from the hotel surveillance, and took the elevator downstairs.

When she got downstairs, she bought a city-themed canvas bag at a souvenir shop to hide her Chanel. Then she changed into a wide-brimmed sun hat to match her clothes. She

walked into the subway station and picked up a cheap mobile phone case from a street stall to replace the original case of her mobile phone. Then she found an affordable nail salon and bought a plate of nails to cover her nails. She

temporarily put away her high-tech watch. She felt uncomfortable with the empty wrist, so she had to buy another wide silver bracelet.

The subway was coming quickly.

She looked around with the reflection of the glass, and when she felt that she was ready, she happily stepped into the carriage.

The first stop was Jinwu.

It was past two in the afternoon, and the carriage was relatively empty, with two or three seats left.

Jian Jing walked to the nearest seat, but a boy who got on the bus at the same time quickened his pace and sat down first, giving her a smug look.

She was speechless and went to sit in the next compartment.

Most people ignored her.

Jian Jing was a little uncomfortable. When she went out, she usually received more attention than being ignored. Girls would pay attention to her accessories and clothes (girls would often chat with her and ask where she bought her things), while boys would just look at her and the brave ones would ask for her contact information.

Of course, as a writer, it was common for fans to ask for autographs.

But now, no one paid attention to her.

It felt good.

She was like a drop of water, silently merging into the water. People would not pay special attention to her actions, and even did not leave much impression in their minds.

This is undoubtedly a perfect concealment for detectives.

Jian Jing tried to walk up to a person, shook him, and walked away. But the other person kept looking down at his phone the whole time and didn't notice anyone approaching.

Interesting.

She couldn't help but wonder, when he sees Mr. Kang later, will he be able to recognize her?

Ding Dong, we've arrived.

Jian Jing got off the bus and found the business building where Jin Wu was with familiarity.

And then... she couldn't get in.

Well, the building where Jin Wu was located has strict security, and you can only enter by swiping your card. If you are a visitor, you need to register specifically and verify with the specific department.

In the bright lobby, white-collar workers come and go in a hurry. Although it is not as glamorous as workplace dramas, it has the busyness and efficiency of large enterprises.

"Please make way." The person walking towards her was Diane, Jian Jing's former Watson and secretary. She hurried downstairs, still holding the phone in her hand, "Teacher, I'll be there soon. I'll come down to pick you up - can we meet at the coffee shop? Okay, I'll ask Mr. Kang."

She hung up the phone and called Kang Mucheng again: "Teacher Wang said he doesn't want to go upstairs. He's sick of elevators. Can we meet at the coffee shop... Okay, okay, I'll go first."

Diane said as she passed by Jian Jing without noticing her at all.

Jian Jing stepped back a few steps and changed her plan.

There is a cultural coffee shop near Jinwu, which is romantic and stylish and very popular. Since Jinwu can't get in (this feeling is really subtle), let's try our luck at the coffee shop.

She arrived earlier than Kang Mucheng and chose the seat next to her.

Kang Mucheng came down quickly and met with Teacher Wang.

The chat was unremarkable.

Teacher Wang and President Kang are of the same generation. As they are getting older, they are ready to stop writing and are preparing to publish a collection of their essays over the years. Such a senior, of course, needs Kang Mucheng to take action in person, and they are not talking about royalties, but about feelings.

Jian Jing was drowsy listening to them, but fortunately they did not plan to have a long talk, and the conversation ended in half an hour.

Diane paid the bill, and Kang Mucheng left with Teacher Wang.

Jian Jing followed.

The glass door of the cafe was large and heavy, Kang Mucheng opened the door and let Teacher Wang go first. But when it was his turn, Jian Jing followed him out.

He stopped and let the girl leave first.

"Thank you." Jian Jing used a voice changer card and thanked him softly.

Kang Mucheng nodded and didn't notice.

After Teacher Wang left, he prepared to return to Jinwu.

On the way, he passed by the Lego flagship store on the corner.

Kang Mucheng glanced at it and suddenly stopped.

Jian Jing was surprised.

He pushed the door open and went in, directly selected a few sets in the center, and asked: "Can it be delivered to your door?"

"Yes, sir, where do you want it delivered to? Do you need a card?" The staff was very considerate. Jian Jing

leaned over and eavesdropped.

Kang Mucheng reported the name of a community, without a doubt, it was her home.

The staff wrote it down and brought him a greeting card for him to write.

He hesitated for a long time before writing a few lines.

Jian Jing didn't peek.

Kang Mucheng paid the bill and left, only glancing at her once more when he passed by her. Jian Jing acted

as if nothing had happened, and didn't believe that he could recognize her.

Kang Mucheng didn't think much about it, because ordinary people had never encountered such a thing as disguise. He just thought it was a coincidence, and the girl looked slightly familiar, so he took a closer look.

It must be said that intuition is sometimes more accurate than the brain.

He didn't look closely and felt that he looked familiar, but when he looked closely, he didn't recognize him at all, and completely rejected his previous feeling.

He raised his wrist to check the watch, and there were still fifteen minutes before the video conference.

He immediately put aside the distracting thoughts, and had already formed an idea for the meeting in his mind.

Jian Jing watched him leave and secretly curled her lips.

It is impossible for President Kang to leave the office without working overtime until eight or nine o'clock in the evening when he goes back this time.

Next one.

Jian Jing opened WeChat, and sure enough, the first one was the news push, and the second one was Jiang Baiyan.

He sent a photo this morning, a selfie taken on the set, and said that the weather was hot and the makeup was easy to smudge. Fortunately, there was a restaurant nearby, and the crew booked it to use the air conditioning.

Jian Jing searched the name of the restaurant and quickly found the address.

It was an old neighborhood, and the shantytown renovation project had not been completely completed. The housing was densely populated, and the buildings were several decades old, some of which were still dangerous.

She took a taxi there and flipped through the chat records on the way.

Jiang Baiyan said that the spy drama that had been scheduled was postponed. The crew heard the news and said that the scheduled second male lead was not doing well, so they decided not to start the work for the time being - there was no way, the contract had been signed, and a large sum of money would be paid for breach of contract, but if the other party failed on their own, then there would be no need to pay this fee.

His schedule was free, so he simply took a movie.

The plot is very funny: the male protagonist wakes up and finds that his gender has changed, becoming a female version of himself. In the memories of his family and friends, he has always been a girl, and only he thinks he is a boy.

A wonderful life begins from then on.

The world became both strange and familiar. They were all the same people with the same faces, but after changing their genders, they showed different sides.

Jiang Baiyan described it as: 70% funny, 20% warm, and 10% thoughtful.

Jian Jing saw her own reply at that time: [Then are you wearing women's clothes?]

Jiang Baiyan: [Pudding Tears.JPG]

Her interest was piqued. When she arrived at the place, she was not in a hurry to get close. She opened the telescope and watched from the corner of the street.

Jiang Baiyan was eating dessert with a girl.

His appearance was originally neutral. He was wearing loose T-shirt and pants at this time. Only his hair was a little longer, which did not look exaggerated. But the schoolbag, pendants, and accessories were all in a cute pink color, revealing the owner's reversed gender.

Maybe his acting skills were too good, and his expression of despair was too real. Jian Jing wanted to laugh when she saw it.

"Cut!" The director called a halt, replayed the video, and nodded with satisfaction, "Pass."

Several lucky fans hurried forward and asked if they could get an autograph.

Jian Jing mixed in.

Jiang Baiyan was always approachable, so of course he would not refuse, and found a shaded place to sign for them.

The fans suppressed their excitement: "Can we take a photo?"

"No." He skillfully drew his name, "I'm working, it's not convenient to take a photo."

"Yeah." The girls regretted it, but did not force it. It

was Jian Jing's turn.

Jiang Baiyan signed his name without looking up, and asked again: "What do you write?"

Jian Jing: "Jin Jian?"

This is a very normal name. Jiang Baiyan didn't think anything when he started writing, but after he finished writing, he felt something was wrong and looked up at her.

I don't know her.

"Are you my fan?" he asked casually.

Jian Jing said, "I guess so."

"Hey, is it someone else's wall that climbed over?" He tilted his head and actually started to draw a little man. With just a few strokes, he actually sketched out her current image, and said, "Since you are here, you must support me more in the future. I will draw two more little hearts for you."

Seeing how cute he is, Jian Jing couldn't help laughing and almost burst out laughing.

"Xiaobai." Sister Chen came over and said, "Your role today is over, are you going home?"

Jiang Baiyan handed the autograph back and asked casually, "Did you take anything?" "

In the car."

They returned to the nanny car, and Jian Jing pretended to walk away, but actually raised her ears to eavesdrop. However, Jiang Baiyan did not say anything like "That fan is weird", but talked about the real person.

Sister Chen said, "It's for Teacher Jian, right? I've packed it for you."

Jian Jing pricked up her ears: Hmm?

Sister Chen said as she picked up the paper box from the car. The pink box was tied with ribbon and was wrapped very beautifully and attentively.

"Is this okay?" The agent was worried sick.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Baiyan shook his head, tore off the ribbon in no time, opened the box, and placed the lipstick, sunglasses, and perfume inside in a mess, making it look like they were stuffed in at random. Sister Chen

was vomiting blood: "Stop, stop, stop, how can you give it to someone like this?"

"You made it look too much like a gift, Teacher Jingjing will be weird." He complained, "It should be a little more casual, it should look like the brand gave too much and I just took it casually."

Sister Chen: "..."

After a lot of trouble, he was satisfied and lowered his head to send a message.

Jian Jing's phone vibrated.

She took it out and he wrote: [Recently I've endorsed too many brands and I gave away a lot of stuff. I can't use them all, so I'll send you some. Are you home?]

Jian Jing: [Not at home]

He said: [Put it at the door?]

Jian Jing: [Okay]

At the same time, Jiang Baiyan's voice came to her ears. He said to Sister Chen: "See? The more casual the better, so that she will accept my gift."

Jian Jing: "..."

Sister Chen complained for her: "Is it that serious for you?"

Jiang Baiyan: "Since I started from a low point, I have to work harder than others."

"What if Teacher Jian thinks you don't care about her?" Sister Chen asked back.

"Jingjing is not stupid. These are all the styles she likes. How could I not be attentive? She can tell at a glance." He was full of confidence.

Sister Chen was puzzled: "Since she can see it, you are scheming, aren't you afraid of backfire?"

"You don't understand. All the scheming that can be seen is just a small scheming." He said casually, "I just want her to see it, to make her feel that no matter how hard I jump, I can't escape her control."

Sister Chen: "..."

Jian Jing held her forehead and left silently.