Daily life with loyal ghosts [Entertainment]

Jing Luo was about to say something when Qiu Lin called first.

Qiu Lin immediately asked, "Why did you take a photo with Xu Yang?"

Xu Yang was the new heroine, it took Jing Luo a long time to remember what the group photo was all about.

It's funny to think about it, the last two group photos were taken when he was defenseless.

"Sitting together, I took a picture," Jing Luo asked, "What's wrong?"

Qiu Lin: "She will follow your popularity and stay on the trending search."

Jing Luo was taken aback for a moment: "Will you take my heat?"

He couldn't get on the hot search even if he wanted to, so where did he get the popularity.

"Okay, I'm just calling to tell you, don't like her Weibo, don't interact with her," Qiu Lin said, "Her team likes to post other celebrities, if they are posted, later Your CP fans will come out in a few days."

After hanging up the phone, Jing Luo hurriedly opened Weibo to check, and was shocked when he saw that his fans had already exceeded 100 million.

There are also several microblogs called "Jingluo XX Provincial Support Group" commenting on the microblog of Aite and his agency, asking the company to release Jingluo's itinerary.

He sat aside and carefully replied to the fans' comments. Of course, it was impossible to reply to all of them. He picked out some interesting comments, took screenshots and sent them to Qiu Lin, and asked the other party if it was okay to reply like this, and if it was appropriate to say that, and it passed in a blink of an eye. Mostly half an hour.

Until a staff member came in and asked, "Brother Luo, haven't you left yet?"

"Let's go now." Jing Luo looked out through the crack of the door, only to find that there was no one outside.

After the staff left, he asked the man beside him, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Song Yi was used to eating takeout with him, and said, "Anything is fine."

At this time, Jing Luo happened to brush a set of nine grids of hot pot, he swallowed: "Otherwise, let's eat outside today."

After tying up the scarf, he left the dressing room and walked to the door. The faint musty smell entered his nostrils again, and it was a little heavier than the one he smelled before.

He stopped and subconsciously glanced at the trash can by the door.

The bag of fruit has been cleared away by the cleaners, and the trash can is empty.

Song Yi: "What's wrong?"

Jing Luo rubbed his nose, and was about to say something when a figure hurried out from the corridor, upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Mu Chenxi's assistant.

He recognized this assistant, it seemed to be called Lin Xiqian.

In the end, the remaining staff also saw her, and one of them stopped her: "Sissy, why are you here?"

"Come help Xige get something." Lin Qianqian said indifferently.

The staff continued: "How is Brother Xi, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Her tone was a little impatient, and she quickened her pace after she finished speaking, obviously unwilling to talk to others.

The staff looked awkward and didn't talk to her again.

When she passed by Jing Luo's side, the musty smell reached its peak, afraid of appearing impolite, Jing Luo held his breath and tried not to cover his nose.

It wasn't until Lin Xiqian walked away that he began to pant slightly, but the aftertaste was still there, and these pantings almost didn't make him spit out.

A cold hand was pressed to his face: "What's wrong?"

Jing Luo lowered his voice: "Cough...smelly..."

Song Yi lowered the corners of his mouth, covered Jing Luo's mouth and nose with his palm, and led him to the balcony.

Fortunately, the staff had closed the door to the balcony before, and the air on the balcony was still fresh, and Jing Luo came back to life.

Normally, Jing Luo wouldn't talk about other people's body odor, but this time there was obviously something unusual, the smell was so strong just now, but the others on the set didn't seem to have smelled it at all, he frowned and said: "I smell There was a strong smell, as if it came from that assistant."

Song Yi looked at the white Honda galloping downstairs, "The upper body of a ghost has no smell."

Jing Luo wanted to say something else.

There were two knocks on the door, and the staff member who came to the dressing room before appeared at the balcony again: "...Brother Luo, we are going to lock the door."

Hot pot restaurant, steaming hot, spicy.

The red soup in front of him was boiling, and the peppers were peeled off layer by layer, and it looked delicious enough.

It's a pity that diners have just experienced an olfactory earthquake, and now they have no appetite at all.

Song Yi boiled a piece of tripe and put it in the oil dish: "Why don't you eat it?"

"I don't have much appetite," Jing Luo leaned back, "Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry."

He still has a Weibo page on his mobile phone, and he still has to rely on speculation for his popularity. The last time he was on the hot search, because he was just an ordinary person, he didn’t cause any splashes. The group of hard photos he took before maximized the benefits of popular searches. Although the group of photos is not in the forefront of popularity, it is still stable in the middle and upper reaches.

After flipping through it for a while, he saw Xu Yang's Weibo.

Although "The Legend of Liu Shi" has frequent incidents, it is still a hot IP, starring Mu Yingdi, with several big supporting roles, it is definitely an excellent resource for newcomer Xu Yang, her agency can't wait to tell the world about her participation, Now that he appeared in Xu Yang's photo, he couldn't hide the itinerary.

Netizens reacted differently to the tweet.

"Xu Yang's daily task: rubbing heat (1/1)"

"Oh my god, why do I think these two people have the same face, star eyes!"

"Aren't Xu Yang's fans tired of pairing with Xu Yang every day?/Pick your nose."

"Jing Luo is prettier than Xu Yang, the best friend photo hahahaha."

While watching, Qiu Lin sent another message.

Qiu Lin: "Xu Yang has paid attention to you, don't go back to the customs, and watch "The Legend of Liu Shi" when it's publicized."

Jing Luo: "Okay."

Before quitting Weibo, Jing Luo habitually refreshed his homepage, and a new Weibo appeared at the top.

The name of Weibo is a string of English letters, which is very familiar - it is the account he gave Song Yi some time ago.

This small account posted the first Weibo 2 minutes ago, with no accompanying text and only a photo.

Song Yi asked him to send a photo of the two of them just now.

He raised his head, only to realize that the man on the opposite side had also picked up his phone at some point.

Only then did Jing Luo think of a question: "How did you get your cell phone?"

Song Yi said before that he is penniless, but his mobile phone is the latest model of a certain brand, which is even higher than what Jing Luo uses.

Song Yi: "When you were in a car accident and had surgery, you went to the underworld to apply."

As he said this, the waiter was just bringing up the beef.

The waiter held back a smile: "Hi, this is your fat beef."

When they left the restaurant, the waiter who served them was standing at the door, chatting with the cashier.

"His friend asked, where did the phone come from? Do you know how the man answered?" The waiter smiled, "He said it was sent by the underworld, haha, why are people getting more and more secondary?"

Jing Luo: "..."

He quickly grabbed Song Yi's clothes and pulled him out of the restaurant.

Song Yi asked as he walked, "What do you mean by Secondary School?"

Jing Luo didn't change his face and said: "It's very interesting to praise you."

**

The next day, Jing Luo was woken up by the sound of a text message.

He used to be a light sleeper, but now wakes up more easily.

I didn't dream again last night.

Since that car accident, he never had a dream again. He raised his arm and looked at his palm. Because of his fair skin, the blood vessels under his skin were more obvious than before, but he didn’t know if he could still bleed after being punctured. bleeding.

He froze for a while, then got up and picked up his phone. On the screen was a transfer text message with a four-digit amount, and the transfer message read "salary".

He walked to the door of Song Yi's room and knocked on the door twice.

Within a minute, the door creaked open.

Song Yi didn't wear anything on his upper body, and his muscular body was uncovered. His hair was a little messy when he slept, but his eyes were clear and hot: "What's wrong?"

The scenery is so magnificent, Jing Luo subconsciously wants to look away, but then thinks, no, everyone is male, what is there to hide from?

So he coughed lightly and pretended to be calm: "Well, your salary has been paid."

Song Yi raised the corner of his mouth: "Yeah." I don't know if he is happy about the salary or something else.

Jing Luo: "The first salary I will pay you will not deduct your utility bills. You don't have an online wallet, so I'll give you cash directly."

Song Yi shook his head: "You take it all."

Jing Luoquan has been his ghost for a long time, and he doesn't understand the necessity of money: "Everything costs money now, and if I'm not by your side in the future, you can use it for emergency."

Song Yi answered quickly: "Why aren't you by my side?"

Jing Luo was stopped by the question, and it took a long time before he said: "It's impossible for us to be together 24 hours a day."

As soon as the words fell, he himself stopped his mouth.

They are really together 24 hours now.

"Anyway, you take it first." Jing Luo waved his hand, turned and went into the kitchen, and said casually, "You've been here for almost a month, don't you have anything you want to buy?"

The people behind were quiet for a while before saying: "Yes."

On-set dressing room.

When the makeup artist was applying makeup to Jing Luo, he couldn't help asking, "Brother Luo, where did your handsome assistant go?"

Jing Luo smiled: "He has something to do."

He went to the bank today to withdraw cash and gave it to Song Yi. Song Yi sent him to the set and left, saying that he was going to buy something.

In fact, he is also quite curious, what is the first thing a ghost wants to buy after he has sex?

Just after finishing the first shot of the day, Song Yi came back.

Holding a small black plastic bag in his hand, he sat beside Jing Luo.

"I just went to buy incense ash," Song Yi raised his hand, then reached into his pocket and took out two paper tickets.

"I also bought movie tickets for tonight."

The author has something to say:

Song Xiaoyi's salary distribution: 6k for a small bag of incense ash, 146 for two movie tickets, over.