"Why do you ask that?"

Jiang Baiyan said, "I thought the teacher wanted me to listen to what she wanted to say and give her a chance."

"No." Unexpectedly, Jian Jing shook her head.

A slight surprise and uneasiness flashed in Jiang Baiyan's eyes. He gave up asking and tried to explain, "I think it's not good to hear and meaningless."

He pursed his lips and whispered, "She will definitely say she loves me, but..."

This is not love.

She wants to control him and destroy him, but only in the name of love.

"I know that the love that fans have for me is not equal to the love that I have for them. I try to repay them with my work and my achievements, so that they can be proud of me..." He spoke slowly, his eyes slightly red, "Teacher Jingjing, I'm a little sad."

Jian Jing made meaningless syllables to show that he was listening.

"There are many boys in the circle who are similar to me. They either have girlfriends or... they just hide it well. But I really don't have one. It's not that I can't hide it, but I always try my best to live up to their love for me." Jiang Baiyan seemed to seldom confess, and his words were upside down and a little clumsy.

"Some people say that the relationship between fans and idols is very abnormal. Maybe it's true, but there are also sincere ones." His tone was nasal, "She said 'love me' like this, what about those who really love me?"

Jian Jing smiled softly.

She leaned forward, concentrating on her handsome brother who was sitting on the edge of the bed. His eyes were slightly red, his long eyelashes were stained with crystal tears, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he swallowed with pain.

"You acted really well." She asked curiously, "Did you really cry?"

Jiang Baiyan opened his mouth wide, and then reacted immediately. The tears stopped, and his eyes were no longer red. Only his tone was more serious than before: "I mean what I said."

Just a little bit of acting.

"Are you afraid that I don't believe you?" she asked.

Jiang Baiyan pursed his lips, embarrassed: "Well, I'm afraid that Teacher Jingjing will think I'm ruthless and cold." He grabbed the pillow and buried his face in the soft pillow, "Ah, ah, so embarrassing, I'm telling the truth."

He only showed a pair of black and white eyes, but it was more convincing than before: "Real fans only hope that the people they like will get better and better, and they don't want to destroy him." "

I know." Jian Jing slowly threw out another surprise, "Aren't you? Bai, Xiao, Huo."

Jiang Baiyan let out a miserable groan.

She almost laughed so hard that her intestines were tied up, but she had to pretend to be serious: "It's not hard to guess."

"Please." He said weakly, "Don't say it, I'm going to be socially dead."

Jian Jing couldn't restrain herself anymore and laughed.

"Don't tell Sister Chen, don't tell her."

"Hahaha." "

Please." He pulled the corner of her clothes and shook her, "Please."

Jian Jing couldn't resist and promised, "Okay, I promise not to tell."

Jiang Baiyan breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to smile, but the muscles on his face seemed too heavy to complete such an ordinary action.

He didn't force himself and sighed heavily.

The initial confession was a perfect performance, and the subsequent explanation was sincere but also concealed. Only this sigh was his most genuine response to Du Qi.

Jian Jing thought, he was indeed a little sad.

But in this circle, even if you are not yet twenty years old, you are already "a nice autumn with cool weather."

"Don't be sad." She thought for a moment and deliberately said, "Let me tell you a secret?"

Jiang Baiyan pretended to be interested: "What secret?"

"Before, Sister Chen asked me why I was willing to make this trip. I told her that it was because I thought I could solve it." Jian Jing blinked, "But in fact, there is another reason."

He perked up at a speed visible to the naked eye: "What reason?"

"Because you have been encouraging me, I am very grateful to you." She said.

Bai Xiaohuo's account has been active for many years. Not long after she opened the account, there were messages, all kinds of rainbow farts and compliments, and she posted pictures of her new book as soon as it was released, and she also wrote a short essay.

What is he after? He just really likes her.

"You've proved that there really are good fans in the world." She praised, "You are the best fan."

"Uh..." Jiang Baiyan said dryly, "Yeah."

"So, don't be sad, birds of a feather flock together, you must have a lot of fans like this." Jian Jing touched his head, "She's just an accident."

Jiang Baiyan was stunned for a moment, then said: "Well, I'm not sad anymore."

Jian Jing breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the watch. It was already three o'clock in the morning.

She said, "Have a good rest. I'll go back first." She didn't forget to take her phone away, and said, "I know how to avoid the camera. You won't be photographed. Go to sleep."

Jiang Baiyan didn't want her to be so thoughtful, and said softly, "Oh." He rarely showed some hesitation on his face, as if he was thinking about something important. After a while, he made up his mind and asked, "Actually, I have a question."

"Hmm?"

"Teacher, do you still remember... why you want to write "Pudding and Gem" in White Cat?" He asked softly.

Jian Jing subconsciously wanted to say "remember", but soon realized that it was wrong. There is no such story in her "White Cat Detective". There are a total of 16 cases in White Cat, and she stopped writing at the ninth.

"Pudding and Gem" is the thirteenth.

This is not what she wrote.

"What's wrong?" she wondered. "As I recall, your cat's name is Pudding."

He nodded.

Jian Jing looked at him, "Why are you asking this?"

"Nothing, just asking casually." He said, "Because Pudding is called Pudding, so I'm a little curious. It's okay, teacher, go back and have a rest. Good night."

Jian Jing was full of doubts, but she didn't ask any more questions.

She received the memory of another self, but it was very general, not remembering every detail. A lot of the content was like dusty old paintings, faded, mottled, or disappeared, making it difficult to recall.

"Good night." She looked at him for a moment and slipped away.

Jiang Baiyan saw her like a clever cat, slipping along the wall and into the emergency passage next to it.

He couldn't help but think that she really looked like a white kitten.

Out of caution, Jian Jing changed to another hotel to rest and slept until noon.

There was a text message from Kang Mucheng on her mobile phone. She replied to him "going home today", prepared to pack her luggage, and then go to the original hotel to check out. Who

would have thought that there was an unexpected guest waiting there.

"Qiu Lin, everyone calls me Sister Lin." The agent with delicate makeup and sunglasses stretched out her hand to her, "Are you free? Let's have a quick meal."

Jian Jing declined: "I have to go back, next time."

Next time means not to eat.

But Qiu Lin, a smart person, didn't just go down and handed over a business card: "Okay, I'll go back and ask you out in two days. I heard that Mr. Kang from Jinwu is keeping a close eye on you, so why not bring him along, and I'll also bring a friend."

Jian Jing was stunned.

"You've done me a big favor, I won't owe you a favor in vain." Sister Lin smiled.

Jian Jing decided to hand this important task to Kang Mucheng and took the business card: "I'll let Mr. Kang invite you."

Sister Lin raised her eyebrows: "I'm inviting you."

"You two will have more topics to talk about." Jian Jing waved her hand, "Goodbye."

Sister Lin looked at her with interest, and after a while, waved her hand: "Okay, see you next time."

Jian Jing drove home, and after arriving home, she reported her safety to Kang Mucheng, and said impatiently: "Mr. Kang, I'll introduce you to a beautiful woman."

Kang Mucheng laughed, it was really childish: "Did you meet a star?"

"Female stars are not suitable for you." She said, "She is an agent of Brilliant Media, her name is Qiu Lin."

Kang Mucheng knew this name: "It's rare, she is also a figure, what's the matter?"

"She wants to treat me to a meal. I'm impatient to eat with her, but you should go." Jian Jing took a photo of Qiu Lin's business card and sent it to her, saying happily, "Believe me, this meal is worth it."

Kang Mucheng rubbed his brows, feeling that the situation was a little out of control: "Jingjing, you care about me, I know, but I don't think you... This is not what you need to do."

The other end of the phone suddenly became quiet.

A strange, stagnant, and subtle atmosphere spread.

Kang Mucheng suddenly felt very regretful and said to make amends: "Okay, I'll go."

Still silent.

"Jingjing." He spoke again.

But this time, Jian Jing didn't listen to the end.

She hung up the phone.

Kang Mucheng called again, but it was busy.

The phone was on the line.

"Teacher Jingjing, I'm Jiang Baiyan." The other party introduced himself, "Have you arrived home?"

Jian Jing suppressed the strangeness in his heart and said casually: "I'm here, is there anything wrong?"

"Du Qi confessed. Sister Chen said she said a lot of crazy things, but the evidence is very clear, and she has been detained." Jiang Baiyan reported in detail, "The crew fired her, and no one knew except a few people."

The joy of success surged in his heart, and Jian Jing forgot his unhappiness just now: "That's great."

He said seriously: "Sister Chen said she had a knife and medicine on her. If it weren't for you, I might have died. Thank you, Teacher Jingjing, you saved me again."

"Again?"

Jiang Baiyan paused and smiled, "The previous time counts, and the time when you taught me the password in the haunted house, too, many times." He changed the subject, "When I finish filming, I will definitely treat you to a meal."

"No need to be so polite."

"Yes, yes." He insisted, "I made an appointment with the teacher in advance. Ah, the director called me, goodbye, teacher Jingjing."

Jian Jing still had doubts about him, but did not insist: "Goodbye."

She waited for a while, but he did not hang up the phone, so she had to hang up first.

An unread message popped up on the phone.

Kang Mucheng: [I'm free tonight, let's have dinner together?]

Why do they both want to treat her to dinner? Jian Jing frowned and replied: [I'm tired, I don't want to eat]

He: [I apologize for what I said just now]

Jian Jing: [I'm willing to do this, you don't need to apologize]

And then she added: [I'm a little tired, take a nap]

After she replied, she turned her phone to airplane mode and went into the bathroom to take a bath.

The hot sea salt steam took away the pent-up fatigue.

She was drowsy, but suddenly a new message popped up in front of her.

[System: The host completed the "heroic act" event, and was rewarded with 10 courage points]

Jian Jing immediately became alert. It has always been the system that issued the task, and she received the reward after completing it, but this time there was no task, so how could there be a reward?

[System: This system encourages the host to perform just actions within the scope of his ability and gives appropriate rewards.]

Jian Jing fell into deep thought.

This system has no sense of existence, and one needs to explore and trigger it by oneself in order to master the rules. Up to now, she has already had a vague concept of the rules for issuing missions:

all missions are centered around "her".

There are frequent cases in this world, but not every case around her will trigger a mission. For example, when she was just reborn, there was a fire in the next building, and there was no sign at all.

At present, it seems that a mission will only be triggered when she is involved in an incident.

This is the case with hospitals, mystery clubs, autograph sessions, and resort hotels. She is more or less involved and becomes a potential victim or suspect, and the system immediately issues a mission. Among them, the two times of Yuhui Villa and suicide were more special. If they failed, they would be done for. The tasks were issued very quickly.

In comparison, the Haunted Hotel and the Golden Case were much slower.

Her early intervention did not seem to touch the key point, and she was on the edge of being dispensable until a certain moment, when she officially became entangled with it - entering room 206 in the hotel and facing the criminal in the Golden Case. Only then did the system determine that the task was triggered.

But now, the system tells her that she can also get rewards for events that have nothing to do with her.

"What kind of system are you?"

"This system is an intelligent system, and it will do its best to serve the host."

"Retarded system."

"This system is an intelligent system, and it is happy to serve the host."

Jian Jing wanted to continue teasing it, but she caught a slight sound in her ears.

Someone came in from outside.

She held her breath and stood up quietly from the bathtub, stepping on the soft carpet, absorbing the dripping water and the noise of movement.