Daily life with loyal ghosts [Entertainment]

"I'm staying at the Seaton Hotel tonight, Room 2701."

When Jing Luo saw this message, he was stunned for a full minute.

Although he has not been in the circle for a long time, he still understands the meaning of this text message.

The sender was the lead actress of the crew who had just left the set, the traffic queen Tang Lin, this is not the point... The point is that the boyfriend of the queen is also in the crew, playing the lead role.

And his role is a real retarded prince who can't be ranked well and gets lunch after two episodes.

Did you send it wrong?He put the phone back in his pocket and continued to remove makeup. The makeup artist came in and smiled when he saw him: "The scene is over?"

Jing Luo nodded and said, "Yes, it's done."

"Then go back early, you will be famous in the future." The makeup artist said politely.

Jing Luo sincerely thanked him.

From the dressing room to the studio gate, no one greeted him all the way. It's not that everyone was indifferent, but because they were too busy. Although he had finished filming, the plot was just getting better.

In November, the weather had turned cold. Seeing that it would snow in a few days, he pulled up his scarf a little and strode away from the set.

It's not the rush hour, and there are not many people in the subway. Jing Luo is holding on to the handrail beside him, standing steadily, and watching a video with his mobile phone on the other side.

A faint 'click' sound came from beside him.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked to the side, where the two little girls covered their faces, muttering "what to do", "we've been discovered" and "lower your voice".

They were clutching their mobile phones, and at a glance, they knew that they were taking a sneak shot just now, but Jing Luo didn't care, and even rolled his eyes and gave him a smile.

The two girls actually didn't recognize Jing Luo as a star at all, they just thought his eyes and eyebrows exposed outside the mask were too good-looking, and his legs were still long, so they couldn't hold back and took two photos secretly, they didn't expect to be discovered right away, and got A smile from the subway brother.

The man's eyes are bent, and the lying silkworm is slightly protruding, as charming as he wants, and he easily harvests two passer-by little fans.

Three minutes later, Jing Luo politely rejected their courageous request to exchange contact information, and hurried off the subway.

After exiting the subway exit, he exhaled a mouthful of white mist, but sure enough, he was not recognized.

He has become accustomed to being approached, even the current brokerage company poached him on the street, which shows that Jing Luo's appearance is very good.

As for why it wasn't popular... Sigh, no matter how good his appearance is, he can't stand up to his poor acting skills. He failed to interview for several TV dramas, so the company simply put him aside. He usually takes pictures and plans to use him when he shoots TV dramas at his own expense in the future. Go in and be the second male lead—the TV series he is currently participating in can be regarded as his debut.

Jingluo turned left and right for a long time before walking into a small street. There are many shops along the street. The pavements are all made of wood, which is quite antique. At this time, all the shops are open for business. But the street was deserted and there were few pedestrians.

A big stone stands on the street, with the words "Feng Shui Street" neatly engraved on it.

Jing Luo pulled up his mask a little, and accelerated his pace a little.

"Hey, Xiao Luo, are you back?" An old man in a white vest came out of the house and yelled loudly when he saw him.

Seeing being discovered, Jing Luo had no choice but to stop, turned his head, pulled off his mask and smiled: "Yes, Lin Bo is good."

Lin Bo's yell could be heard all over the streets and alleys, and people came out from several shops, and the street suddenly became lively.

Jing Luo greeted everyone and walked faster.

"Wait," the old woman from the calligraphy and painting shop called him hoarsely, went back to the room and took a pair of reading glasses, and ran to Jing Luo slowly, looking him up and down, "Xiao Luo, I made the final calculation yesterday..."

Again.

Jing Luo supported her: "Grandma, you made a mistake."

Grandma said: "Did I say anything, you say I made a mistake?"

Lin Bo next to him couldn't help it anymore: "Grandma, what exactly is it, tell me quickly."

Grandma was also a little unsure, and said after a while: "Xiao Luo, listen to Grandma, you don't want to go out these two days, do you understand?"

There was no announcement in the past two days, knowing that it was useless to refuse, Jing Luo hurriedly responded: "Okay, I won't go out, I'll listen to you."

Seeing that he deserved to be perfunctory, Grandma talked for a long time before letting Jing Luo go home.

Finally entering the house, Jing Luo leaned against the wooden door and let out a long breath.

There is no one in the house, only a pile of cold furniture.

His parents left early, so early that he even knew their appearance from the photos. Later, he was handed over to his grandpa to take care of him. Grandpa treated him very well, provided him with food, clothing, and schooling. When he was old enough, he followed them. , this shop is the only legacy of my grandfather.

To be honest, he doesn't even know where his grandfather got the money for his education. This shop is old, and it sells some useless...not fancy utensils. There is basically no business. He inherited this shop. I have been in this store for four years, and I have never bought any goods.

He has lived in this street for a long time, and he knows all the neighbors in the neighborhood. They are all simple self-employed, but they are a little talkative and extremely superstitious.

The granny who grabbed him just now is called granny, and she is the most prestigious person on this Fengshui street. Everyone in the street seems to have a kind of mysterious belief in her—except for Jingluo, of course, respect for elders There are still.

It was almost time for dinner, Jing Luo didn't plan to open the door to welcome guests anymore, he turned on the heater, took off his coat and went into the kitchen.

There was still a lot of vegetables left over from yesterday's purchase, so he rolled up his sleeves and skillfully started making noodles.

After cooking the noodles, put them on the table, turn on the phone and prepare to continue watching the TV series that I didn't finish watching on the subway.

After just a few bites, the manager's WeChat message came.

Brother Qiu: "Is the filming over today?"

Jing Luo quickly wiped his hands and replied, "It's over, have you eaten yet?"

Brother Qiu: "Hey, I have a movie role temporarily, but the role is not much, just a few scenes, I am a mute, are you interested?"

Jing Luo, who is still a mute with movie resources and poor lines skills, doesn't even think about it: "There are."

Brother Qiu sent an address: "OK, come to this place tomorrow morning, don't be late."

Jing Luo: "Okay."

The next day, he was out at five o'clock in the morning.

It's not because of hard work. Yesterday, my grandmother asked him not to go out for the next two days. He was afraid that my grandmother would see him, and it would hurt my grandmother's heart for no reason.

It's five o'clock, it's still dark, Jing Luo walks out quickly, Fengshui Street is empty at this time, but every household has the habit of hanging lanterns, so it's not scary.

Jing Luo walked fast, not noticing that the door of the calligraphy and painting shop that was passing by was suddenly opened a crack, and there was a slight "squeak" sound.

Grandma stood behind the door, looked at his back, and sighed leisurely.

**

Jing Luo sat in a 24-hour convenience store until 07:30, and the shooting location was in the opposite building.

When he arrived at the shooting site, the theater manager and director were already there. He took a look at the equipment that the staff was preparing. They were not too much, and the studio was not big. It should be a low-cost movie. The scale of the films that can be made will not be very large, but he doesn't care, it is already very good to get a resource for nothing.

He went up to say hello to the director: "Hello director, I'm Jing Luo, Brother Qiu called me here."

The director looked up at him and was stunned for a moment: "It's so early? He's quite handsome...Go and sit on a small stool, your role may have to wait until evening."

Jing Luo nodded, asked for the script page that had his part in it, and sat aside to read it.

Although his acting skills are not good, Brother Qiu still values ​​him very much. The mute doesn't have many roles, but the role positioning is good. He is the person who discovered the male protagonist's car accident. Poor guy knocking on doors for help.

It was a small-budget movie, and the celebrities invited were not big, and the filming process went smoothly. Jing Luo quietly sat in the corner and read the script. At noon, the staff brought him a boxed lunch.

He took it with a smile: "Thank you."

The staff member was a girl, she blushed and waved her hands: "You're welcome, do you want some water?"

Jing Luo shook the kettle he brought: "No, I brought my own."

At night, someone finally came and told him to get ready to shoot.

Jing Luo got up: "Do I need makeup?"

"No, you're already very handsome," she said with a smile, still the same girl who delivered meals at noon, "Your clothes are too thin, it's cold outside, I'll get you an extra coat."

Jing Luo had guessed before that since it was a car accident, it should have been filmed outside.

It was really cold outside, so he followed the staff into the car. Half of the car was girls, who were eloquent and made the journey not too boring.

Originally, they were chatting about Han Xing, but they suddenly changed the subject halfway: "What do you guys think about Tang Lin's matter?"

"I don't know. I don't think it's suicide. She has a good career and love. Who would commit suicide so foolishly?"

Jing Luo's eyelids twitched in the back seat, and he blurted out, "What's wrong with Sister Tang Lin?"

"You still don't know?" The girl in front turned her head, "She committed suicide by jumping off the building yesterday."

Jing Luo's back felt cold: "...yesterday?!!"

"Yeah, don't you read Weibo and news?"

Jing Luo watched a TV series for a day, and after listening to it, he quickly opened Weibo.

On the hot search, there is a news with no picture and concise content.

[Yu Xiaoyu: The traffic actress surnamed T committed suicide by jumping off the building last night. She jumped from the 27th floor of the hotel where she was filming and was directly killed. 】

Jing Luo shook his hands and opened the message, the message from yesterday was still lying on the phone.

"I'm staying at the Seaton Hotel tonight, Room 2701."

The lights in the car were dim, and this line of writing was inexplicably read.

2701, 27th floor.

"What's wrong?" The staff member got out of the car and looked at him suspiciously, "We're at the shooting location."

Jing Luo swallowed, nodded: "Okay, here we come."

When he got out of the car, his whole mind was in chaos.

Tang Lin was going to commit suicide by jumping off a building... Why did she send him a text message, suggesting to let him pass?

When the scalp was numb, the other side began to greet: "Jing Luo! Come here!"

He hurriedly put away his mobile phone: "...Here we come."

Start shooting directly from the shot of the male protagonist lying in the car.

Thanks to the news just now, Jing Luo didn't have to brew any emotions, his whole body was shaking, his expression was pale.

He anxiously ran across the zebra crossing, ready to see the male lead's injury.

Suddenly, a burst of light from the side hit him, brighter than the light in the hands of the lighting engineer, and it kept flickering.

Jing Luo was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously turned his head——

The high beam headlights coming directly made people unable to open their eyes. An off-road vehicle was driving extremely fast, obviously over the speed limit, and had no tendency to brake at all, and drove straight towards Jingluo!

The whole crew was stunned, but the director reacted first and yelled with the loudspeaker!

"Jing Luo! Get out of the way!!! Brake!! Someone!!!"

It's a pity that the street is very short, the car seems to be at least 120 miles away, Jing Luo can't dodge at all.

"Bam—"

The sound of a heavy object being knocked up and then falling to the ground.

Jing Luo felt that he was hit hard by something, and then his body flew into the air uncontrollably, and he didn't even react——

The moment of blankness in his mind lasted only a short two seconds, and immediately fell heavily to the ground.

……pain.

My whole body hurts like falling apart.

The car finally stopped a few meters away from him, the scorching liquid slid from his head, stained his eyelashes, and his vision began to blur.

With the last of his strength, he tried to straighten his head, but he must have hurt his neck, and he couldn't move his head at all.

All the strength in his body was slowly draining, and there was a scream that was half a beat behind his ears.

All the memories are like a revolving lantern, flashing through his mind one by one, including his parents who have been forgotten by him.

...he is going to die.

With his last strength, he blinked his eyes. Fortunately, he has no father or mother, no worries and cares, and a clean body. No one will be sad for him, and no one will make him think about it.

Jing Luo wanted to laugh at himself, but found that he didn't even have the strength to move the corner of his mouth.

He closed his eyes, preparing to quietly wait for the end of his life——

"Do you want to continue living?"

A deep and mellow voice came from above him, the words were full of temptation.

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