Daily life with loyal ghosts [Entertainment]

Two years later, late at night.

Jing Luo had just returned home and had been working for a few days, feeling a little tired. After taking a shower, he got into the bedding. He had just fallen asleep for less than half an hour when the sharp cell phone rang.

He squinted and looked at the caller ID.

I didn't see it too clearly, I just saw a bunch of 1 and 4 on it.

He picked it up: "Hello, who is it?"

There was a rustling sound from the opposite side, which was especially scary in this quiet night.

Jing Luo simply closed his eyes, buried his head in the pillow, and repeated: "Who is that?"

There was finally movement over there.

"Seven... days..."

It was a feeble voice.

Jing Luo didn't hear clearly: "What?"

"Seven days...after...the date of your death."

After Jing Luo was stunned for a moment, he immediately came to his senses.

His face was still as calm as a wave, but he opened his mouth in a tone of extreme horror.

"What, what do you mean? Who are you?? When will I die...?"

Gada, hang up the phone.

With a long sigh, he opened the address book and dialed a certain name.

The other party answered quickly: "Hey, what's the matter, Xiao Luo, it's the middle of the night..."

"Director," Jing Luo rubbed the space between his brows, "Could you please let me know in advance when the next show has a surprise session, or set an earlier time."

"..." The other side was silent, and wanted to pretend to be stupid, "Hehe, what are you talking about?"

There was silence for nearly half a minute.

"Okay, okay," the other side was defeated, "This is a temporary plan, thinking that the surprise effect will be more realistic. How do you know?"

Jing Luo thought in his heart that I was already dead, so which ghost would come to report his death.

He just picked up an excuse: "Because I'm used to being raided by you."

"...Oh, remember to come here on time the day after tomorrow," the director smiled, "It seems that you cooperated well just now, good boy."

After hanging up the phone, Jing Luo lay back down again.

After the program "Midnight Horror" was launched the year before last, it became popular for no reason.

It became very popular suddenly, and the program group changed from paying out of their own pockets to being a sponsor.The regular staff are him, Song Yi, He Yuan, and Xu Chengyu, and there are two floating guests.

Wu Qi withdrew from the show because of her mother-in-law's objection, and finally took the headless girl around to earn her soul life.

And he... Taking advantage of the spring breeze of this variety show, his popularity skyrocketed. Later, he received a few endorsements, and now he is on the rise.

really tired.

Disturbed by the phone call, the drowsiness that had finally brewed disappeared. Jing Luo simply turned over, picked up the tablet from the bedside table, lay on his back, and felt a weight on his body as soon as he clicked on a movie.

The same but stronger shower gel fragrance came from him.

"What are you looking at?" Song Yi's hair was wet, he threw a bath towel on it casually, and put his face on Jing Luo's shoulder.

Jing Luo was tickled by the water droplets and pushed him: "Marvel's new movie."

Feeling his strength, Song Yi became more reckless. She turned her face and bit his earlobe lightly: "Still sleeping? Aren't you going to shoot a commercial tomorrow?"

"just……"

"Ding Ding-"

Song Yi's cell phone, which he had casually dropped on the bedding, rang immediately.

Jing Luo looked back, and sure enough, it was also the number with the tail number 14144.

"It's the program group," he said in a rather helpless tone, "It's here to be scary again. The next issue will probably be a videotape special."

Song Yi raised his eyebrows, raised his hand to pick it up, and pressed Yang Sheng.

"Seven... days..."

Song Yi pretended not to understand: "Huh?"

"Seven days...after...the date of your death."

Song Yi was silent for a long time, and suddenly said seriously: "Actually, I have been dead for many years."

It was the other party's turn to be dumbfounded.

Jing Luo leaned on the back of the bed, covered his mouth with a pillow, and laughed so hard that his shoulders couldn't stop shaking.

The female voice said in a daze: "You..."

"I'm also like you. For the sake of a little sense of existence, I play tricks and scare people everywhere. When they look in the mirror, I put a hand on their shoulders... When I'm sleeping, I keep knocking on the bed board under the bed. Passing by someone When I was in school, I used to stand by the window and scare people," Song Yi's voice was low and smooth, and he spoke fluently, not at all like making up a story, "Where are you, I will find you, let's have a good chat, our show There is a little girl in the group who is most afraid of ghosts and gods, we go to her mirror in the middle of the night..."

"Brother Yi!" The girl on the other end almost fainted, "I, I won't scare you, okay?"

Song Yi chuckled: "You will scare others."

"It's all the director's fault. If you want to go in front of the camera at night, don't look for me."

"Just kidding you," Song Yi glanced at the man on the bed who could no longer control himself, and said with a smile, "Okay, hang up, happy new year."

"It's almost half a month since the Spring Festival, and you only wish me a happy New Year at this time..."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yi pinched Jing Luo's face: "What are you laughing at?"

"Why are you still scaring her?"

"Who told her to scare you first?"

"I wasn't frightened," Jing Luo paused and emphasized, "Really."

"Well," Song Yi tore off the bath towel, "I have gained a lot of courage."

The man leaned down, and the two kissed naturally.

After thinking about it, Jing Luo still found it funny, and couldn't help asking: "Is what you just said true?"

"what?"

"The ones that scare girls."

"you guess."

"I guess..." Jing Luo thought for a while, "No."

"Well, no."

Seeing the other party's denial, Jing Luo's heart itch again, "Really never did a prank?"

Song Yi buried himself in his neck and didn't speak.

"Ask you." Jing Luo stretched out his hand and patted his cheek twice.

Song Yi laughed: "Well, there have been a few times."

"What? Don't lick it yet... make it clear." Jing Luo straightened his face.

Song Yi was helpless: "Does your strength come with your courage?"

After he finished speaking, he laughed again, "I did pranks at school, at his house, and in his bathroom."

Jing Luo heard something wrong, and frowned slightly: "..."

"It's the same person." Song Yi emphasized.

"Okay, I don't want to hear it anymore."

"I kissed someone secretly," Song Yi's smile widened, "Many times."

"...Stop talking."

**

The next day, Jing Luo got up early to shoot the endorsement commercial.

Now Song Yi is not only a resident guest of "Midnight Horror", but also...Jing Luo's personal driver, personal assistant and manager.

This time I came to shoot an advertisement for a certain type of sandwich biscuit, and the shooting location was in a middle school.

Jing Luo almost realized something was wrong as soon as he got out of the car.

"What's wrong?" Song Yi in front turned around.

"This school is a bit weird."

The school in his eyes is full of ghosts at the moment - the scope is larger than the gray gas he saw in the hospital.

What could have such a heavy ghostly aura...

Suppressing the discomfort in his heart, he followed the school reception staff into the school.

Unexpectedly, just after taking two steps, he saw a hand pop out of the ground out of thin air - tightly grasping the receptionist's ankle, and the receptionist was caught off guard and fell to the ground.

The hand was quickly retracted.

Jing Luo raised his eyebrows, thinking that this ghost should... be young.