so cute

Ding Hanbing's manager showed him the post on the Internet: "Look at it, let me just say it, your gaffe is sure to make people laugh."

Ding Hanbing didn't care at all: "It's not the first day that the black dress fan dragged me into the water." But he slid down the phone, and suddenly frowned: "How can they talk about Jingjiu?"

The agent almost made him throw up.

"Have you figured out how to explain kneeling? You just take care of this!"

"Why do you need to explain? I just knelt down." Ding Hanbing sneered, "Let me tell you, if Yin Mo saw it, he might even kneel on the spot."

The agent frowned: "Boss Yin also knows your one-sided Fa Xiaoer?"

Ding Hanbing: "Ah." He paused, and said, "Now in Vanity Fair, most of the people who have something to do with power are the guests who attended his birthday party back then."

The broker was dumbfounded.

Xin said that you are a little bit awesome.

Combined with the appearance of the young man I saw that day, if he really had that appearance and that kind of bearing, then he would be truly invincible.If he wants to enter the entertainment circle, then he can't be a star and win the throne every minute?

But it's just... "How come no one mentions such a powerful person?"

Ding Hanbing's face turned cold when he heard this sentence: "I told you that I will always forget something. That is, it seems that there is always a kind of force majeure that is slowly blurring my memory. I can only see him repeatedly. Only old objects, or names, can strengthen memory again."

The agent felt that this belonged to the category of metaphysics, and he really didn't understand it, so he turned around and taught other things: "Brother, look, it's nice to be late, right? You're also absent-minded about the lines, right? Ken wants you."

"They didn't want me in the first place, otherwise they wouldn't have invited Bai Yuhuai to sit in town. Without Bai Yuhuai there, would they dare to say directly that they don't want me?" Ding Hanbing still didn't care.

The agent was about to go crazy: "Then you don't plan to improve your business anymore? Do you arrive a little earlier every time?"

Ding Hanbing murmured, "What's the point?"

The manager patted his thigh: "Yes! Your little boy is standing next to Renbai Best Actor."

Ding Hanbing sat up startled in a dying dream: "Where's the acting teacher hired by the company last time?"

"You're angry."

"..."

Ding Hanbing was busy looking for a new acting teacher, but the online post was because Ding Hanbing didn't come out in a hurry to refute the rumors. Instead, many calm netizens ended up saying, isn't this a post about black fans?Ding Hanbing was really miserable.He still wanted to drag Best Actor Bai into the water.What happened to the play at the script reading meeting that I have never seen?

As for the boy who went with Bai Yuhuai.

[Maybe it's a newcomer actor, it's gone, don't eat it.Nothing good to eat. 】

At the end of the post, there was another scolding war where everyone accused certain marketing accounts of just taking the meaning out of context.

Here, Bai Yuhuai's manager had a phone call with him.

"You still have a way, the post has been silenced."

Bai Yuhuai: "Yes."

How can there be so many netizens who are calm, enthusiastic, and upright?Most of these people are busy with three-dimensional life.And those who love gossip forums are mostly those who listen to the wind and rain, watch the excitement is not a big deal, and burn people to death and add fire.

Most of the netizens here are easy to be led into rhythm.

A few more rational go in and take it, and the offset will be brought back.

He didn't want these people to talk about Jing Jiujiu wantonly.

The more people there are, the more chaotic it will be, and the more ugly and bottomless the opening will be.

After talking about the post, Bai Yuhuai asked his manager to bring an umbrella from his usual house.

The manager rushed to fetch it, and said, "If you want to shade the sun, I heard from Tao Ying a few days ago that there is a good brand. I'll buy another one for you..."

"No need." Bai Yuhuai reached out to take the umbrella.

The manager nodded and said nothing more.

It's not bad for this one to remember to cover himself from the sun, after all, that face is too valuable.

Then the next moment, the manager saw Bai Yuhuai open the umbrella: "Let's go."

Walk?With whom?Where are you going?

The manager opened his eyes wide and watched as Bai Yuhuai raised the eaves of the umbrella, and the beautiful boy stood under the umbrella.

The manager turned his head and looked out the window in disbelief: "...Brother Bai, it's seven o'clock in the evening."

What kind of umbrella are you holding at this time?Why do you want to take the boy out for a trip?But this umbrella can't cover up the overly outstanding demeanor of the two of you!

The manager said dryly, "Brother Bai, what's the name of this person? If news is written outside, I know what to say?"

Bai Yuhuai glanced at Jing Jiujiu.

Jing Jiujiu was also looking at him, winking at him a lot.

Bai Yuhuai: "Ask him."

The manager hurriedly looked at Jing Jiujiu.

Jing Jiujiu opened his mouth, even more dry than his manager, and squeezed out two words after a long time: "Bai...jiu. Well, my name is Baijiu."

Bai Yuhuai's eyes flickered, and he responded, "Yes."

The agent opened his mouth wide.

Someone with that name?

"Then, then you are..." The manager wiped his face and asked.

Jing Jiujiu pressed against Bai Yuhuai's arm: "Who do you think I look like?" It's really hard to make up lies, let others make up their own!

This way it is not easy to make mistakes!

The agent opened his mouth.How dare you guess?

They're all so close, you mean little lover?What if it's the younger brother?Or a nephew or something?That would be embarrassing.If it is really a little lover, it would be embarrassing to say that he is the younger brother.

Bai Yuhuai was too lazy to wait for him to guess, so he said again: "Let's go."

Jing Jiujiu was afraid that he would not be able to get out of that door, so he instinctively went around behind Bai Yuhuai, trying to grab his back.

Bai Yuhuai pressed his hand: "There is an umbrella, don't move around."

Looking at this scene, the manager didn't know that he was going to ride on the neck, but he just thought it was Jing Jiujiu who was acting like a baby and wanted to meet Huai Huai in vain.

Such a series of connections... The manager felt that he had found the most suitable adjective, and smacked his lips: "This must be the little ancestor."

Bai Yuhuai: "..."

He turned his face away, and responded almost inaudibly: "Yes."

Riding on his neck, sleeping on his bed, and playing with his things.When I was young, I was pampered again.

Isn't it the little ancestor?

Jing Jiujiu followed Bai Yuhuai out, lowered his voice beside him and said, "The seniority is wrong."

Bai Yuhuai: "Then what do you think you are?"

Jing Jiujiu thought hard.

What is he?It was a ghost that Bai Yuhuai met in the castle.The two have no communication, no emotional connection.

Jing Jiujiu said cheekily, "...you picked it up."

Anyway, he wouldn't say it, he was the one who followed along on his neck.

Bai Yuhuai seemed to smile: "Yes."

No, he cheated.

Bai Yuhuai said he wanted to take Jing Jiujiu to see the night scene, so he really took him there.The purpose of holding the umbrella is to tightly enclose his soul, making it more solid and less susceptible to the influence of leaving the castle and the sky.

No matter how powerful the ghost is.

Bai Yuhuai drove around Qingyang Road three times, and finally took Jing Jiujiu to buy clothes.

Standing in the shop, Jing Jiujiu whispered to Bai Yuhuai, "I can't wear it. I can't change what I wore when I died. So don't waste money."

Bai Yuhuai didn't change his face, and pointed to another set for the cabinet sister to bring it over.He turned his head and said to Jing Jiujiu, "It's fine. I can burn it for you."

Jing Jiujiu's eyes lit up immediately: "...Can I burn another phone?"

Bai Yuhuai: "..."

Don't you just want to play with your phone?

Bai Yuhuai: "I'll buy it for you."

Jing Jiujiu's tone was still sincere: "Mr. Bai is such a good man."

"So?" Bai Yuhuai asked him.

"So..." Jing Jiujiu was stunned, "Well, I will repay you even if I am a ghost." But thinking about it, he has nothing to repay.Jing Jiujiu: "I will protect Mr. Bai well."

After hearing this, Bai Yuhuai didn't ask again, let alone say, how can there be a ghost to protect the celestial master?

The cabinet sister over there brought all the clothes that Bai Yuhuai had ordered, and Bai Yuhuai neatly took out her card and asked her to pack them all.

In addition, there are small hats, ties, shoes... He bought them all, and even bought a backpack for Jing Jiujiu.

When he got home, he first drew a lot of talisman papers and pasted them on separately, and then burned them one by one with a brazier.

Jing Jiujiu's connection with the world has been severed.

Normally, everything that was burned to him was burned in vain.So symbols are necessary.

Jing Jiujiu sat with her knees crossed and watched.

"Where did you learn this?" Jing Jiujiu exclaimed.

"Book."

As soon as Bai Yuhuai finished speaking, Jing Jiujiu stood up: "I seem to feel it."

He closed his eyes.

Standing in front of Bai Yuhuai, Jing Jiujiu changed from a small permanent suit to a young man wearing a v-neck shirt and dark brown trousers.

The little shirt is slightly tight at the elbows, and there are two fluffy balls hanging underneath.Like some kind of animal themed outfit.

Changing clothes with one click is faster than developing a mobile game.

Jing Jiujiu touched his clothes, but he didn't think there was anything wrong.

Being able to change clothes is already a surprise for my wife!

His brows and eyes were brightly colored, and he stood in front of the mirror and looked back and forth.

In fact, ghosts usually only show up when they are scary, so that people can see them with the naked eye.The mirror does not reflect them.

Their photos are easily blurred or even distorted.

Now in the mirror, at first glance, there is only one set of clothes floating there, writhing around, looking very happy.

If someone else saw this scene, I'm afraid the shit would have been frightened.

Bai Yuhuai burned the last thing in his hand, got up and put out the fire with fire equipment.

He looked at Jing Jiujiu in front of the mirror for a long time, thought for a while and called his agent to ask him to go back to the old house again.

Bai Yuhuai helped him a lot before, not to mention anything else, just for this friendship, the manager ran hundreds of times willingly.

When it was almost twelve o'clock, the agent ran upstairs panting: "Brother Bai, what you want."

Bai Yuhuai opened the box and took out a bracelet from it.

The agent's eyes widened.

What a familiar bracelet!

Isn't this the same style as the one on Brother Bai's wrist?

Then he watched Bai Yuhuai walk up to the boy's side, and clasped it on the boy's slender wrist.

The young man looked down suspiciously, and seemed to have muttered something, but the manager couldn't hear clearly from a distance.

"Okay, hard work. You can go back." Bai Yuhuai said.

The manager couldn't help but glanced at the boy again, and changed his clothes.Why did you go out all this time?

The manager secretly shook his head, suppressed the sore heart of being a bachelor for 38 years, and hurried away by himself.

This Bai Yuhuai grabbed Jing Jiujiu's wrist and drew some runes on the bracelet.

When Jing Jiujiu stood in front of the mirror again, he could clearly see his own appearance.

"In this way, even if you are tired and have omissions, no one will find out that you are a ghost." Bai Yuhuai said lightly.

Jing Jiujiu twirled the bracelet, overjoyed.

The happiness that was missing during the seven years of being trapped in the old castle seems to have been found in one day.

Bai Yuhuai looked at the young man's joyful expression, as if he had returned to the carefree period in those oil paintings.

People can't help but want to get closer to him and taste more sweetness.

Bai Yuhuai rubbed his fingertips.

Seriously thinking about the feasibility of burning a wardrobe, or a cloakroom, or a house for the boy...

As soon as Ding Hanbing's post stopped before, who knew someone would post Bai Yuhuai's post again.

He said that he saw him shopping with a young man in an intimate manner, and attached a photo.This time it's really a high-definition big picture, except for the boy's face is blurred.

This post did not cause any splashes, mainly because his face was too blurred.Nothing explosive either.

If you behave intimately, then you have to hug and hug...

Jimeng sat on the sofa, but he didn't miss this photo.

The man came over, glanced at him, and asked with a smile: "Are you still reading the forum?" The man smiled and said: "You are so cute, how can you be so concerned about how many fans you have gained? That's fine. Join the group and sign a popular reality show, and you'll be popular."

Jimeng: "Yes."

The man is the "Boss Jing" in his manager's mouth, the nephew of the famous Mr. Jing Tinghua Jing.

The man poked his head over to look at the screen of his phone, and was about to move it away after watching it.The result suddenly stopped.

The man's face changed drastically, he grabbed Jimeng's hand, and stared at it closely, not daring to miss a single detail.

Clothes...the clothes on her body...exactly the same...as well as temperament, body shape...

Only the face can't be seen clearly.

Others just thought that the photo was coded, but he knew it was a ghost!Only the face of the ghost, the camera can't take it!

The man stood up, changing his leisurely posture just now.

Jimeng watched him turn to make a phone call, his back seemed to be trembling slightly.

"Uncle... is he still in the castle?"

"Of course, there is nothing wrong with Master Qiu's formation. Why do you ask such a question?"

The man breathed a sigh of relief: "It's fine. I thought I saw him."

The other end responded: "Well, how could someone break through Master Qiu's formation and bring the ghost out? Unless it is an extremely powerful celestial master. It is so powerful... the level of Guiyunmen. But this Guiyunmen, Don’t be born at all, and kill ghosts when you see them.” The other head paused: “Besides, he has been almost forgotten.”

"I was thinking too much." The man said.

On the other hand, the program team of "How to Escape" just called Bai Yuhuai and said that the film had already been edited. Because the previous guest had left the pick, there was not much time left, so it would be broadcast in the next two days.

Bai Yuhuai hung up the phone in response.

Cut off from the mortal world, forgotten by the world, reduced to a ghost in the castle who has lost self-awareness...

how come?

Immediately the whole world will remember him.

Bai Yuhuai turned around and habitually looked at the bed first - empty?

Bai Yuhuai turned his head again, Jing Jiujiu was still looking in the mirror.

Bai Yuhuai rolled his eyelids: "It's time to sleep."

Jing Jiujiu: "No, no, no."

Bai Yuhuai: "It's time to sleep."

Jing Jiujiu: "Ghosts don't need to sleep."

Bai Yuhuai: "..." Is it too late to smash the mirror now?

The author has something to say: Brother Bai: I want to burn the whole world to him.

Wine:?

Wine: No need no need.