Daily life with loyal ghosts [Entertainment]

Jing Luo lazily lay down on the sofa and handed the book over.

Song Yi's technique is not very skilled, and the package is very slow.

Jing Luo turned on the TV, turned down the volume, propped his head on his hands and said, "Song Yi, let's talk."

"Okay." Song Yi wrapped it seriously, without looking up.

Jing Luo mulled the words in his mouth for a while before he said: "I don't know how long you have been in this state, but I'm still working right now, so you should be more careful when you follow me."

Song Yi: "Well, tell me."

Jing Luo said: "First of all, the sudden breaking of two iron chains... I hope it won't happen again."

"Special cases are dealt with specially," Song Yi stopped his hands and raised his head. "But I will be careful not to let others see it."

"..." Jing Luo took a sip of water and continued, "I am in the entertainment industry. Although I say that I don't need to please others, we should try to avoid conflicts that can be avoided normally."

Song Yi immediately guessed that Jing Luo was referring to what happened on the set today.

He said: "He really bullied you."

"No, it's just that Tang Lin's matter made him misunderstand me." He said in a steady tone, "If I insist on being quick, I may lose my job."

Song Yi said: "As long as he doesn't offend you, I won't have conflicts with him."

Well, it's like not talking.

He gave up lobbying, turned up his voice, and watched variety shows.

The next day, Jing Luo went to the set with two books wrapped in gray covers.

As soon as I got out of the car, I found that the entrance of the studio was surrounded by layers of people, and I didn't need to go close to see the light boards on the hands of the first few people. The word "希" on it was big and flashing.

Two women came out from the entrance of the studio, they were Mu Chenxi's two assistants. As soon as they appeared, the crowd became restless. The assistants kept saying something, but their voices were completely drowned out by the fans' questions, and the scene became even more chaotic for a while. .

"Everyone be quiet! Chen Xi has a few words for everyone!" A figure walked out of the door, and a female voice full of air sounded, adding the content of the words, the crowd quickly fell silent.

A sharp-eyed fan immediately recognized it: "It's Sister Liang! Sister Liang! Is Chen Xi all right?"

"I'm not going to hide it from everyone, Chenxi's current situation is not very good, but," Liang Yuan said softly, she was very capable of controlling the field, and calmed down the fans' emotions with just a few words, "He is working hard to recover, let the Let me tell you a few words."

At the front, the girl who was chosen as the fan representative sniffed: "Sister Liang, tell me."

"First of all, he is very grateful for everyone's concern, but he doesn't want his personal affairs to affect everyone's mood. During this period, Chenxi's announcement schedule will continue. I hope everyone can give him a good rest and work environment, and wait for him. Adjust your mood, and you will appear in front of everyone again." After Liang Yuan finished speaking, she reached out and touched the heads of several girls, "I made you worry, and he is also very sad. There are too many gossips on the Internet. I can temporarily ban him from using various social software, and when the matter subsides, I will let him post on Weibo to report his safety."

The fans cried even harder.

The fan representative choked up and said, "Tell him, we will obediently wait for him to return!"

Jing Luo said: "Let's go, enter through the back door."

"Okay," Song Yi said as he took the book from him, put it together with his own, walked a few steps, and asked, "Do you have many fans?"

"not much."

When Jing Luo walked into the set, he had just finished filming Mu Chenxi's scene. The assistant director saw him and waved to him, "Jing Luo, come here."

He walked quickly to the assistant director and asked in a low voice, "Assistant director, what's the matter?"

"You're finally here. Hurry up and change your clothes. The next scene will be No. 40, Act [-]," the assistant director followed him into the dressing room, and as soon as he entered, he yelled at the makeup artist, "Today's Jingluo's The blush is the key point! We have to shoot a crying scene."

The makeup artist was playing with her mobile phone, and nodded upon hearing this: "Okay."

Jing Luo sat in front of the makeup mirror and was about to say something when he turned his head and bumped into the makeup artist's face, and was startled: "...Your complexion is so bad, did you not rest?"

The make-up artist's complexion was already very bad before, and now it's even worse. Her hair is messy, her eyes are dull, and her reaction is still slow. She finally said "Oh, I have been insomnia for the past two days, and I can't sleep well." , may be too tired from work."

After Song Yi entered the dressing room, he quietly stood beside Jing Luo and looked at Xi X Ji who had brought him to the set. Hearing the conversation between the two, he looked up at the makeup artist, frowning slightly.

"When did this situation happen?"

The makeup artist was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "Just this week."

Song Yi nodded casually, and simply said: "Drink more water."

After putting on the foundation and preparing to put on the blush, the makeup artist suddenly staggered and fell to the ground when she turned around.

Jing Luo was taken aback for a moment, quickly got up, and helped the person on the ground: "Is it all right?"

"...it's okay," the makeup artist got up, she was fine, but the blush powder was scattered all over the floor, "I tripped over a chair leg, wait a minute, I'll go to someone else to borrow the blush."

Jing Luo: "Okay."

The other makeup artists were waiting outside for the actors to touch up their makeup. After the makeup artists went out, Jing Luo asked, "Did you notice something?"

Song Yi laughed, his eyes were still on the book: "You read more than I do, why do you still ask me?"

"She has a ghostly aura about her," Jing Luo said, "but it's very light, and the color is not quite the same..."

"Different?" Song Yi finally looked up.

Jing Luo: "Yes, it's gray like in the hospital."

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden commotion outside.

"Oh! What's wrong with you?!"

"Come and help me!"

"Call 120, hit 120 first!"

Song Yi narrowed his eyes: "It seems that it's too late." Although there was regret in the words, there was no emotion in his eyes.

Jing Luo quickly got up and looked outside, only to see the makeup artist fell on the ground, his face was pale, the set was in a mess, and there were already people calling 120 around.

"...She, she's not breathing!" The staff member closest to her put his hand on the tip of her nose, and said tremblingly.

The filming also stopped, and the director strode over: "What's the matter, what's going on?!"

"She just asked me to get blush. I, I was looking for it, and she suddenly fell down..." The colleague of the makeup artist said incoherently, "I'm not breathing..."

"Then why are you still standing there!" The director shouted, "Hurry up and call 120! Who can do first aid?!"

Jing Luo slammed the door of the dressing room, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? Is it related to the ghost aura on her body?"

"Well," Song Yi said, "I told you before that the hospital is angry and ghostly, and when the two are combined, it will turn gray."

"You mean, that makeup artist is angry," Jing Luo frowned, "Is she a witch?"

"She's not," Song Yi asked back, "Is Wu Qi angry?"

Jing Luo shut his mouth and continued to ask: "...Then how did the gray gas around her come from?"

Song Yi was quiet for a while, closed the book, and said softly, "Maybe it's an excuse."

Jing Luo didn't speak, and waited quietly for his explanation.

"As the name suggests, borrowing one person's life and renewing it for another person is a kind of Gu. The ghost energy comes from it, and because she continued someone's life, she also has anger."

"...Mu Chenxi." Jing Luo blurted out, subconsciously turned around and opened the door, looking for Mu Chenxi's figure in the crowd.

Mu Chenxi is tall, so he can find it at a glance.

His makeup was thick, and he couldn't see any expression on his face. His expression was the same as everyone else's, bewildered, surprised, and fearful. After these three emotions were displayed, Mu Chenxi plopped down on the big chair beside him, as if he had been banished. The terrified crowd.

Jing Luo didn't hesitate this time, and walked out of the dressing room quickly.

Taking advantage of the chaos in the crowd, he sat next to Mu Chenxi, put one hand on his shoulder and the other on his back, pretending to help him calm down: "Brother Xi, are you okay?"

Mu Chenxi played the role of the emperor. When the make-up artist fell down, he was filming a scene in the bedroom, wearing a thin pajamas.

Just as Jing Luo was about to cover it with his hand, he was suddenly pushed away by the other hand.

"I'll be fine."

It was one of Mu Chenxi's three assistants who spoke. She had an ordinary appearance, with a ponytail and messy hair on her forehead.

Mu Chenxi also seemed to have just discovered the person around him, he glanced at Jing Luo, and immediately stood up with a frown.

"Lin Qianqian," he called to the assistant behind him, "go get me a glass of water, where is Liang Yuan?!"

"Sister Liang just left. I have already notified her. She said she will come back to pick you up now." After the assistant called Lin Qianqian finished speaking, she quickly went to fetch water.

Originally, he wanted to see if Mu Chenxi had a heartbeat, but now that he had no chance, Jing Luo felt a little regretful in his heart, and didn't want to stay any longer.

Before leaving, he heard Mu Chenxi's whisper behind him.

"What a broken crew, damn it."

120 arrived soon, but it was too late. After listening to the description of the people around him, the medical staff preliminarily judged that it was a sudden death, and immediately carried the body away.

Just a few days after filming resumed, another staff member passed away.

The crew was quiet, and even the assistant director's phrase "suspend filming" seemed weak.

Jing Luo took off the fresh powder and dragged Song Yi to the subway station.

Sitting on the seat at the subway station, Jing Luo flipped through his accounts in a low mood.

After this incident, he felt that the TV series was pornographic, and he didn't know if he could receive a larger announcement in the near future. Before the car accident, he wanted to buy himself a scooter, but now it seems It is indefinitely again.

Just as he was thinking, the mobile phone suddenly rang a WeChat notification.

[Assistant Director: At ten o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, we will shoot as usual. ]

Someone in the group immediately asked a question.

[Xiao Wu: Well, assistant director, so many things have happened recently, this...]

[Assistant Director: Don’t worry, we have considered it. No, the sponsor asked someone to find an expert. I heard that he is proficient in exorcising evil spirits and catching ghosts. He is very famous. Don't be late, bad luck comes and goes. ]

Jing Luo raised his head in panic.

Song Yi felt his gaze: "What's wrong?"

"The production team found a Taoist priest, saying that he was here to exorcise evil spirits," Jing Luo said with a complicated expression, "Would that Taoist priest drive us away without any hassle?"

Song Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his head to look at him, and smiled as if there was nothing: "Are you afraid?"

"...Not really scared," Jing Luo coughed softly, "Forget it, let fate."

Anyway, I still have to go to work.

Living these days is also very exciting. If you see ghosts, you will run away, and if you see Taoist monks, you will also run away.

This time Song Yi's laughter was undisguised, and the subwoofer was heard in Jing Luo's ears, with an inexplicable sexy: "Don't worry, they won't find you."

Jing Luo blurted out, "Then what about you?"

"I have sex now, so I shouldn't be seen," Song Yi said, "Even if they are, they won't be able to do anything to me."

Jing Luo let go of his heart and thought, so arrogant, this class of Taoist priests can't do it.