Daily life with loyal ghosts [Entertainment]

"Okay," Jing Luo looked away, "What's your name on Weibo?"

Song Yi: "Wait for me."

Five minutes later, he frowned and looked up: "...I have to register for a phone number."

Jing Luo raised his eyebrows: "Don't you have it?"

"My number is not registered in the world." He lowered his head again, his expression not very good.

"..." Ganqing had been in the tourist mode before, Jing Luo was silent for a moment, then spread his palm towards him, "Give me the phone."

Taking the phone, Jing Luo casually logged into an account. This account was a small one he registered because he was afraid that he would accidentally click likes when he was watching Weibo. Later, he found that even if he clicked likes, it didn't matter, so it was useless. The above Weibo has not yet been posted: "You use this."

Song Yi smiled: "Okay."

**

Did not receive any other notice from the crew, NO.18 morning, Jing Luo took Song Yi out.

On the subway, Jing Luo watched the man beside him keep touching the mask on his face, looking uncomfortable.

He closed his eyes, put his hands in his pockets, and was about to take a nap for a while, but the phone vibration that followed woke him up.

It was an unfamiliar number, Jing Luo rubbed his eyes, and answered with a muffled "hmm".

"Hello," came a woman's voice, with a calm and forceful tone, "I am Liu Zhong's wife."

Jing Luo thought about it carefully, and made sure that he didn't know the person named Liu Zhong: "Did you call the wrong number?"

"No," the woman paused, "My husband, I accidentally knocked you over while driving a few days ago."

Jing Luo woke up.

hit?It all went flying, okay?

He restrained his emotions, and his tone became a lot colder: "What's the matter?"

"It's like this. I wanted to go to the hospital to see you today, but I heard from the hospital that you have been discharged," the woman said, "Are you busy? Come out and talk? If it's not convenient, I can go to your home. Please express our apologies."

Jing Luo said: "Forget it, I'm quite busy."

"Mr. Jing," the person on the other side had clearly figured out what Jing Luo was up to, "My husband also made a mistake by accident, and now you have been discharged from the hospital, but he is still locked up inside. Since nothing serious happened to you, then everything is easy to talk about." Now, we can have a good discussion about compensation and you won't be disappointed. Of course, in exchange, I hope you can write a letter of understanding."

Jing Luo still remembers that car.

When he was lying in a pool of blood, he couldn't turn his head, but he could clearly see the culprit. It was a high-end off-road vehicle with a high price and high maintenance.

He seemed to have heard some joke: "Letter of understanding? You think too much."

"You..." The woman took two deep breaths, "Since you are fine, why bother to pursue so much? He didn't do it on purpose. I'm not afraid to tell you clearly, my husband is a shareholder of XX Entertainment Company, and you are in the circle. People, you should know, right? As long as you write a letter of understanding, after the matter is resolved, we can give you compensation in terms of resources. Although the company has many shareholders, my husband can still control some small resources."

Jing Luo lowered his head and chuckled, his tone was not as strong as before, but he was still firm.

"No, I hope you don't contact me anymore. A letter of understanding is impossible, and you don't have to think about putting pressure on my company. If the company doesn't care, I will personally pay for a lawyer to fight the lawsuit to the end. Your husband can't escape. His voice was flat, "Regardless of my injuries, drunk driving is the original sin. Goodbye."

Without waiting for the other person's response, Jing Luo quickly hung up the phone, only to find that Song Yi beside him was looking at him straightly, with frowning eyes.

He found that Song Yi liked to look at him very much. Being stared at like this made him a little awkward: "What's wrong?"

Song Yi withdrew his gaze, pulled down his mask, with a smile on his lips: "It's okay."

Usually Jing Luo arrives at the set early, but today he forgot to set the alarm clock, so he got up late and arrived on time.

When they arrived, the other staff and actors were already there, the staff were busy with their heads down, and the actors were all gathered in the dressing room.

He greeted Song Yi all the way and led Song Yi into the dressing room.

The first one to see him was the actress who played the emperor's concubine in the play. She was wearing mascara, looked at him in the mirror, and said, "Jing Luo, are you here?"

Unexpectedly, the other party would greet him, Jing Luo replied with a smile: "Yes, good morning."

"Well," the actress glanced at Song Yi beside her, "Is this person here to visit your class?"

"No," Jing Luo said, "he is my new assistant."

The conversation between the two quickly attracted the attention of others. Just after Jing Luo finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the dressing room, and their eyes all fell on Song Yi in unison.

Neither a sportswear nor an earth-colored overcoat could conceal the man's delicate facial features and tall figure.

"Your company really knows how to pick people. An assistant is so handsome." The director came in at some point, with the script in his hand rolled into a cylinder, "Are you ready? Shooting will start soon."

The scene manager said: "No, director, Brother Xi hasn't arrived yet."

Brother Xi was referring to Mu Chenxi, and Jing Luo looked around, but did not see anyone.

"Call to remind me." The director waved his hand.

The scene manager laughed dryly: "This...should be on the way, why don't you shoot another scene first?"

It's not that the field staff is lazy, no one really dares to make this call.

Mu Chenxi is 34 years old this year. He just won the best actor trophy last year. He is in the limelight. He is proud of the spring breeze.

But the big names belong to the big names. He is still very serious when filming, and his acting skills are good, so the crew turned a blind eye to the occasional lateness before, let alone now, his girlfriend just passed away. I have to thank God for acting, how dare I urge him to come.

The director thought about it too, and hurried out of the dressing room after finishing his sentence: "Then shoot other things first, Jing Luo, hurry up and put on makeup, and it will be your part in a while."

Jing Luo sat on the seat, and Song Yi behind him suddenly bent down, and said in a deep voice, which could only be heard by two people: "I'll go to the studio to have a look."

Jing Luo: "...Okay, but don't enter the rest room where the name is posted." Those are special dressing rooms only for actors with a certain reputation.

"it is good."

Jing Luo's makeup is not troublesome, his character is a mentally handicapped prince, just a little powder will do.

But today the make-up artist didn't know whether it was because he didn't wake up or what, the powder cake was not ambiguous at all, Jing Luo had no choice but to ask, "Is it too white?"

The makeup artist came back to his senses and took a look: "Ah, it's really a little bit, I'm sorry, I was a little distracted, and I'll wipe it off for you now."

Jing Luo expressed his understanding, he glanced at the make-up artist's eyes, the bruises were very obvious: "Did you sleep well?"

The makeup artist twitched the corners of her mouth: "Well, I feel very tired recently, wait a minute, I'll wash my face and come back."

After changing clothes and putting on makeup, Song Yi hadn't come back yet, Jing Luo ignored him, turned around and started shooting.

His scenes are miscellaneous, and most of the time he is used as the background board for the protagonist. Now that the protagonist is not here, he can only shoot his few key scenes, and each shot does not exceed 5 minutes.

After the second scene was shot, when they were waiting at the side, Film King Mu finally arrived late.

People come first before people arrive. Movie King Mu not only has many fans, but also has many staff around him. There are three assistants alone. I heard that there are two investment assistants, but they usually don’t follow him, so every time Movie King Mu comes to the set At any time, the voices of those assistants can be heard first.

"Rang Rang, Rang Rang, our brother Xi is here."

"Don't mop the floor yet, it's slippery."

After the noise, King Mu walked into the set.

Wearing a heavy down jacket, a big black mask and hat, and a pair of sunglasses, Jing Luo felt that he would not feel cold even if he went to the North Pole.

The key point is that these heavy clothes are covered with a thick layer of ghost aura. They form a flame shape, and the top part seems to be burning, drawing waves in the air.

"What did you see?"

Song Yi didn't know when he came to the side, his voice was faint.

Jing Luo: "... full of ghost aura."

"I guessed it," Song Yi said, "With his appearance, no one would believe that he is normal."

The reason why Song Yi said that was because King Mu took off his mask and glasses, allowing people to see his face clearly.

Pale lips with broken skin, dull eyes, drooping corners of the mouth, and dark under-eyes, he looked like a dying patient.

Jing Luo swallowed, and said: "Then you should contact Black and White Wuchang as soon as possible."

"No hurry." Song Yi handed him a glass of water calmly, "Drink some water, your lips are a little dry."

What time is it, Jing Luo is still in the mood to drink water, but the other party's hand has been stretched out, so he has no choice but to take it and take a hasty sip.

"Quickly solve it, there are so many crew members, I'm afraid..."

"Wait a minute." Song Yi said, "It's a bit strange."

Jing Luo was taken aback: "What's so strange?"

Song Yi said: "When ghosts possess themselves, they usually don't look for someone who is too conspicuous. They will be discovered by people around them, and they will attract the attention of the underworld."

"But he has a very ghostly aura."

"Actually, those who have ghost aura are not necessarily ghosts," Song Yi looked at the person standing at the door, "People who have been cursed, have a Gu, lowered their heads, or are close to ghosts may also be infected with ghost aura. Take a look. Are the people around him haunted?"

When Song Yi mentioned this, Jing Luo realized that there was a layer of black mist around the staff around Mu Chenxi: "... Yes, but it is very light."

"Take a chance to see if he has a heartbeat or pulse."

"Me?!" Jing Luo stared, "Why, what do you think?"

"Anything is fine, hurry up," Song Yi said, "otherwise it will be difficult if something happens."

Jing Luo's mind was blank, except for the lines during filming and the usual greetings, he never spoke to Mu Chenxi.

Mu Chenxi raised his eyes.He casually glanced at the crowd on the set, his eyes were lifeless, then he turned and walked to the separate dressing room.

Only then did Jing Luo realize that behind Mu Chenxi was a very unfamiliar woman in a red windbreaker, who had never seen him on the set before.

The woman walked up to the director and said with a smile: "Hello director, I'm Chenxi's manager Liang Yuan. I was busy a while ago and couldn't come to the set. I'm sorry to trouble you to take care of him. There was a traffic jam on the road today, so I came late , you don't mind, do you?"

The director also smiled: "No, no, just come."

"Where is this filming?" Liang Yuan said softly, "That's right, Chen Xi has been feeling a little unwell recently, and he has to go back to rest in a while, can we shoot his scenes first?"

"Of course it's okay," the director said, then turned his head and waved his hands at Jing Luo, "Well, Jing Luo, you rest first, and I'll call you when you have a part in the scene."

Jing Luo has become accustomed to it: "Okay."

On the way back to the dressing room, Song Yi suddenly asked, "Where is the hotel where Tang Lin jumped off the building?"

"It's just across the road," Jing Luo said, "Except for me, the homes of other actors are not close to here, almost all of them live in that hotel."

"Well," Song Yi said, "I'll go take a look after the filming is over."

"What?" Jing Luo stopped and said with difficulty, "The scene should have been sealed off."

Song Yi: "Don't worry, I have a solution."

Jing Luo asked, "...what are you doing there?"

Song Yi: "If Mu Chenxi hadn't been possessed, Tang Lin might still be inside."