Daily life with loyal ghosts [Entertainment]

The shop was left by his grandfather, Jing Luo didn't want to sell it, and no one would rent the shop in this location, so he simply left as soon as the door was closed, without even posting the rental information.

After saying goodbye to grandma and others, the two took a taxi to the new house.

The new house is in the city, there is a supermarket within a short walk, and there are many shops along the way, sitting in the car and looking all the way, Jing Luo is quite satisfied.

At the destination, Song Yi got out of the car behind him, but saw the person in front turned a corner and entered a certain sports brand clothing store nearby.

Jing Luo was wearing a mask, with his broken hair hanging on his forehead, and asked him, "What size clothes do you wear?"

Song Yi reported his yardage, and said with a smile: "Can I pick it myself?"

"Yes." Jing Luo stood aside and made a comparison, "It can't exceed this number."

In the end, I surpassed it and bought a full three sets.

There was no way, Song Yi tried three sets, all three were very handsome, Jing Luo gritted his teeth, took his changed clothes to the front desk to pay the bill.

The two entered the elevator of the apartment one after the other.

With a shopping bag in his hand, Song Yi smiled lightly and said, "Thank you."

"...You're welcome," Jing Luo pulled on his mask and got off the elevator, "I'll give you some pocket money every month from now on. How did you live before you met me?"

Song Yi said: "I didn't have an entity before, so I didn't need to spend money."

Jing Luo didn't answer the call, entered the combination lock, and changed the door combination.

Before the old grandma moved out, she obviously called the housekeeping company to clean it, and the furniture was carefully covered with dust-proof plastic film. He mopped the floor in a hurry, and there was almost nothing else to tidy up.

After Song Yi put on his sportswear, he looked much brighter. He had just taken a shower, and with wet hair, he was ready to endorse this sports brand. With his suit in his hand, he asked, "Is there any garbage?" , I lost it together.”

"Yes, at the door." Jing Luo was not used to the fact that there were more people in the house, "Do you want takeaway?"

He wouldn't be hungry if he didn't eat, but he planned to live on as before.

Song Yi smiled: "Okay."

As soon as he went out, he lowered the corners of his mouth, walked to the big trash can at the corner, and threw the suit he had worn for more than ten years into it without any hesitation.

The heroine committed suicide suddenly, and the crew of "Legend of Liu Shi" was hit hard. Not to mention the reshoots of the previous scenes, the heroine's salary could not be paid back.

It's not that Tang Lin's studio is unwilling to withdraw, but that if the production team asks Tang Lin's studio to get back the film salary at this time, it will receive resistance from a lot of public opinion and Tang Lin's fans.Coupled with the fact that the previous heroine had such a thing, other popular actresses in the circle didn't really want to take on this drama. There was no room for choice, and in the end they could only choose a newcomer.

The staff of the crew pulled him into a WeChat group, and when the crew notified him, Jing Luo was eating Korean fried rice.

[Assistant Director: The filming time is set as NO.18. If there are other arrangements, I will send a private message. Those who have not received other notices will arrive at the set on time at [-]:[-] in the morning. Thank you for your cooperation. ]

Immediately, someone began to reply "received", Jing Luo wiped his mouth, and followed suit.

Mu Chenxi didn't appear until almost the whole group had finished bubbling.

[Mu Chenxi: Yes. ]

Jing Luo frowned lightly.

This small expression was immediately caught by Song Yi who was sitting opposite, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"No," Jing Luo said bluntly, "It's just a little strange. My girlfriend committed suicide, and Mu Chenxi was still in the mood to continue filming. I thought he would resign."

Jing Luo opened Mu Chenxi's Weibo, and the other party hadn't had any news since Tang Lin forwarded it that day.

"We'll know when we meet," Song Yi said, "Is the relationship between the two of them good?"

Jing Luo: "Very good." Once when he went to the dressing room, he bumped into two people kissing furiously, and Tang Lin's clothes were lifted up, so he turned around and left in fright.

Song Yi sneered: "The relationship is very good, and she hinted that you go to her room?"

You old people know this?

Jing Luo was dumbfounded.

The depth of water in the entertainment industry is not fake, but Jing Luo still has little contact with him, his trousers are still not wet by the river, and he doesn't quite understand the rules and regulations inside, so he simply shut up and ate quietly.

Come late at night.

There are two rooms in the new house, Jing Luo lives in the larger one, and Song Yi's room is next to him.

He was lying on the bed, still not sleepy.

To be honest, Jing Luo is still a little dizzy. In just a few days, he moved out of his home for 25 years and lived with a ghost.

For a moment, Jing Luo was thinking, it's better to die again than to bite the bullet and catch ghosts.

This thought only flashed through his mind, and then he was crushed to death in the cradle.

It is better to die than to live. He is not afraid of death, but he has never thought of committing suicide.

I closed my eyes and thought about it, and finally fell asleep.

……

--knock.knock.knock.

Three muffled sounds.

Jing Luo woke up almost instantly.

knock.

one more time.

It was a knock on the door, and it was not the knocking door, but the outermost door.

Jing Luo turned his head stiffly, looked at the time on the alarm clock, it was four in the morning, who would knock on the door at four in the morning? !And without ringing the doorbell!

Jing Luo, who was used to seeing unscientific incidents in the past two days, got goosebumps all over his body, his hands tightly clutching the sheets.

"Knock, knock, knock." There was a crisp sound.

The echo was not the outer gate, but his door.

Fear reached its peak, and Jing Luo's back went numb.

"Jing Luo," the man's deep voice, perhaps just waking up, is still a little hoarse, "It's me."

It's Song Yi.

Jing Luo swallowed, collected himself, and quickly got out of bed and opened the door.

Song Yi's eyes were extremely bright in the dark night, and he asked him, "Did you hear that?"

"..." Jing Luo nodded with a bitter face.

Song Yi: "Don't be afraid, I'll go and have a look, you stay here."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Jing Luo's answer, he strode to the front door.

Jing Luo's "wait a minute" choked on Monkey's head.

Can't you give him a little time to prepare? !

Of course Song Yi didn't hear Jing Luo's inner cry, and opened the door directly.

It was pitch black outside the door, and there was nothing there, Song Yi frowned, went out and turned on the light outside, but still found nothing.

Seeing him coming back, Jing Luo asked, "Is there... anything?"

"No," Song Yi thought for a while, and said, "I'll go out and do some shopping tomorrow."

Jing Luo asked, "What to buy?"

"Things to ward off ghosts," Song Yi closed the door, "There are still some small people who are thinking about you. Although they are not threatening, they are too many and troublesome."

**

"It's new for ghosts to buy items to avoid ghosts."

The next day, Jing Luo followed Song Yi all the way to a certain pharmacy, and heard such a sentence as soon as he entered the door.

The owner of the pharmacy is a young woman with burgundy curly hair, sitting on a wooden chair and playing with her mobile phone.

"Your calculations are getting more and more accurate," Song Yi smiled and introduced, "My ghost teacher, Jing Luo."

"You say I'm accurate, what else do you want to introduce to me, to show off?" The woman sneered.

Jing Luo carefully looked around.

Except for the conversation just now, it is a very ordinary pharmacy.

Song Yi tilted his head and said, "Her name is Wu Qi, she is a witch."

"Hello." Jing Luo greeted politely.

"Well," Wu Qi lit a cigarette and exhaled puffs of smoke, "It's pretty handsome." After evaluating, she looked at Song Yi, "Close the door, what do you want to buy?"

Song Yi said: "Just some incense ash."

Wu Qi got up slowly, twisted his waist and went into the inner room, and soon came out with a small pot: "One thousand three."

Song Yi said: "It's expensive, it used to be [-], and a small box of rice oil was also given."

Wu Qi shook the ashes: "Why, why don't you want me to raise the price? Don't push it down."

"Yes," Jing Luo interrupted Song Yi, and took out the bank card from his wallet, "Is it okay to swipe the card?"

"Of course." Wu Qi smiled, and she laughed very charmingly, "Forget it, because I like you so much, I'll give you an extra spoonful, just wait."

Wu Qi took another spoonful out of it.

Jing Luo glanced at the incense ash in the spoon, his eyes were slightly surprised, the incense ash was gray, and there were some black round beads in it, very familiar - he was just splashed with this by his grandmother a few days ago.

After paying the bill, Wu Qi took out her mobile phone and called up a QR code: "Come on, scan my WeChat, if you want anything in the future, just ask me on WeChat, I'm in a better mood, and maybe I'll deliver it to your door. "

Jing Luo scanned it obediently, Song Yi's eyes darkened, he put the box in his pocket, and urged: "Let's go, go back."

Wu Qi snorted coldly, but didn't answer.

After leaving the pharmacy, Jing Luo asked, "Who is the witch?"

Song Yi said succinctly: "Fortune teller."

There were many pedestrians on the street, Jing Luo moved closer to him, and whispered, "Are there many? They... also catch ghosts?"

"They are human beings, they can't be caught, they can only be expelled," Song Yi said, "The abilities of witches are hereditary, but it is difficult for them to have offspring. I have only seen Wu Qi, a witch, and it is estimated that they will be extinct soon."

Jing Luo thought for a while, but didn't say anything about Grandma.

The strange thing is that he can see a lot of anger in Grandma, but there is nothing in Wu Qi.

As soon as he got off the apartment elevator, Jing Luo received a call from Qiu Lin.

Qiu Lindao: "Jing Luo, you can save money, and you're on the trending list for nothing."

Jing Luo was standing by the door, watching Song Yi use his fingers to make a hole in the wall, insert the incense burner in, and sprinkle incense ash inside.

He asked, "What hot search?"

"Look for yourself, the company plans to take advantage of the popularity and buy you some marketing. You will remember to post a selfie on Weibo later, so don't waste the heat." Qiu Lin urged, "The crew will also notify me when the filming starts. That's it, have you received it? Take a good shot, I'll visit the class for you then, and by the way, tell you about the company's plans for you in the future."

Jing Luo replied: "Okay, thank you Brother Qiu."

Back home, Jing Luo sat on the sofa, cross-legged and checked Weibo.

When Qiu Lin talked about this just now, the reason why he used the word "you" was because he was secretly photographed by passers-by before, and he was on a trending search.

This time too, when he opened the search page, there was a hot search titled "Brother Chaosu Subway". He looked at the angle of the photo, and it should have been sent by the two girls he met in the subway last time.

The comments below are as follows.

"You're so handsome, ask Weibo for guidance!"

"It's not full face, I dare not recognize my husband indiscriminately."

"The whole face is also very handsome, Guilu Weibo@景泺"

Of course, there are also bad reviews.

"A face of a woman, a face with plastic surgery."

"This marketing is really bad, and the comments are all trolls."

Jing Luo quit after reading a few popular comments. Some keyboard warriors have poisonous mouths, so he didn't dare to read more, so he was about to obediently post on Weibo and slip away.

After writing the content, when I opened the album to look for pictures, I realized that the last selfie had been used in the last Weibo.

He had no choice but to turn on the front camera. Just as the corner of his mouth raised, Song Yi beside him leaned over unexpectedly.

But the hand that clicked the shutter could no longer be retracted, and with a click, the picture on the phone screen was frozen.

Jing Luo was taken aback for a moment, Song Yi in the photo had a smile in his eyes, with a sharp side face, stealing most of the limelight.

He turned his face to meet the man's eyes.

When Song Yi saw the photo, his smile deepened, and his tone was novel, using the words he saw a while ago: "Jing Luo, let's be fans of each other."