After touching the porcelain boss, she conceived a cub

The little puppet wanted to cling to Shi Xin as soon as it saw it, and it almost grew on Shi Xin's body. Anyway, he is small and not heavy. Sitting on Shi Xin's shoulder, Shi Xin doesn't care about him.

The first thing Shi Xin did when she got home was to send Ruan Xi a WeChat message.

While recording the show, he had already exchanged WeChat with Ruan Xi and Wang Shiyang.

Relief: Are the employee benefits of Budu good?

Ruan Xi: Pretty good, huh?How do you ask this?

Relief: For example, if the boss gives employees the only watch in the world, is it also a benefit?

At this time, Ruan Xi, who was laying flat in her home, sat up when she saw this WeChat message.

what?

Yin Xi sent a watch to Shi Xin?

Global limit?

Only this one?

This is a hell of an employee benefit!

He crackled his fingertips, and was about to reveal to Shi Xin the fact that Yin Xi wanted to pick him up when he missed the phone call.

Caller: Bu Nan.

Ruan Xi could only answer the phone first.

Bu Nan spoke earnestly and earnestly on the phone, and his words went around and around, but he didn't say the main point.

Ruan Xi was a little impatient and asked him, "I said director, what's the matter with you?"

Bu Nan finally said: "I just called Shi Yang, it's nothing wrong, it's just that I'm kind here, let me remind you a few words. As for that relief, our Yin Boss has taken a fancy to it, and it seems that he is still serious. , I’m chasing after you, you should pay attention to recording programs or something in the future, don’t lose your eyesight, see them alone together, and make trouble!”

After hanging up the phone, Ruan Xi stared at the phone screen for a long time, and deleted all the words he just made.

In case Boss Yin didn't want to point it out yet, and they were playing ambiguously, wouldn't it be too good for him to say so?

So relieved to receive such a WeChat.

Ruan Xi: Yes, employee benefits, global limited edition watches, I also have them, you are not special, really. "

After reading the wechat, Shi Xin's face turned red.

The phrase "You are not special" that Ruan Xi specifically mentioned, seemed to have seen through his thoughts, which made him a little embarrassed for a while.

Since then, he has made up his mind that no matter what strange things Yin Xi does in the future, he will never think about it again.

If Yin Xi knew about this, he might scold Ruan Xi and the others for being a pig teammate.

Shixin received a new program invitation at night, which is a talk show.

Different from Zhu Ji's obvious hostility before, the talk show that invited him this time seems to be much more normal, and the host's reputation in the industry is also good.

He is not a signed artist of Budu. He just collaborated with Budu on a variety show. After all, Shixin is still a small Internet celebrity without a foundation. He can freely choose which show to participate in.

Shi Xin tapped her phone with her fingertips, thinking of that text message.

"Xinxin, we have no money."

Shi Xin sighed, the remuneration for "Revealing the Truth" is settled in four installments, and it will be settled after the show is broadcast. He actually has no money in his hands now.

After asking about the appearance fee for this talk show, Shi Xin still agreed.

After agreeing, he contacted Huang Quan. Huang Quan was his old partner, and he immediately understood the cause and effect. Before recording, he would go to the show to make preparations.

Although Shi Xin now has some abilities and no longer needs to use those false little tricks, it is also a foolproof preparation to let Huang Quan go out to scout out spots.

The talk show was in a hurry, and it happened to coincide with the day when Shi Xin was full of classes. He had no choice but to skip class.

When Wen Dai and Fan Lingtong heard about this, they immediately volunteered to roll his name.

Shi Xin agreed, and also remembered the goodness of these two girls in her heart.

Take care of everything, go to bed and get ready to rest.

As soon as the quilt was lifted, the little doll who didn't know where to go before was lying on the pillow, showing a shy smile to him.

"Xinxin, you are here!"

Shi Xin looked at the little doll in surprise, the expression and movements of the little doll became more and more vivid, and the body was not as stiff as the doll, just like a real living thing.

He stretched out his hand and squeezed the small arms and legs of the little doll, and the pinched little doll moved around with a smile.

"What are you doing, Xinxin! I'm so itchy!"

Shi Xin withdrew her hand, looked down at the little doll, and finally gave up.

No matter what it is, it has no malicious intentions, and it doesn't matter if you keep it by your side.

He lay down on the bed, letting the puppet grab his hair and braid it.

Before going to sleep, he read Buddhist scriptures for the little doll several times before he fell asleep.

At night, Shi Xin didn't sleep well.

He is immersed in a strange dream.

In the dream, he was sitting on the sofa watching TV with the little doll in his arms. He watched as his body sank, and the little doll suddenly grew bigger, pressing down on his body with long arms and legs. face, begging him to kiss with a smile.

"Xinxin, kiss me, kiss me!"

The little puppet was close to his ear, murmuring over and over again, and the voice it made was no longer a baby voice, but low and hoarse.

Shi Xin was so pressed that he couldn't move, he pushed the little puppet's mouth away, unable to push away the little puppet's hand, and finally let the little puppet kiss him on the corner of his mouth with a smile.

At this moment, Shi Xin turned her head and saw that the door of his house was opened at some point.

Yin Xi stood at the door expressionlessly, his gloomy gaze fell on them.

On the sofa, it was exactly the same as Yin Xi, except that the enlarged doll still clung to Shi Xin.

For a moment, Shi Xin only felt that a cluster of fire was burning in his heart, and the flames attacked the city and conquered the land, and his internal organs were burning hot.

A complex emotion mixed with shyness and shame is gradually eroding Xinxin.

In Shi Xin's bedroom in the dark, the little doll is nestled on Shi Xin's chest, staring at him without blinking.

In the corner, a dark figure leaned against the wall, also staring at the sleeping Shi Xin.

Whether it's big or small, it's not a good thing.

On the day of recording the show, Shi Xin and Huang Quan went out together. He was still wearing a waist-pinching red robe and his long hair was tied high.

But he didn't wear the suits given by Yin Xi, nor did he bring the watch that Yin Xi gave him.

When he arrived at the location, a staff member immediately came to pick him up and led him to the recording studio.

As soon as Huang Quan arrived at the recording studio, he took the little Jingba in his arms to the corner, took a deep breath, and sat next to her under the guidance of the host Sister Hao.

Sister Hao's name is Hao Qing, she is in her 40s, she still has a charming charm, she looks like she is 30 years old, and her smile is light and decent.

She smiled softly at Shi Xin: "Don't be nervous, our "Talk tonight" is a very gentle and relaxed talk show, it's okay."

Shi Xin nodded, returned a faint smile, and sat next to Hao Qing.

"Tonight's Heart Talk" is different from the live broadcast method of "Please Tell the Truth". "Tonight's Heart Talk" is like many popular talk shows. There were hundreds of spectators at the scene.

Before Shi Xin took his seat, hundreds of spectators were already seated, and they all watched Shi Xin walk in curiously.

Unlike watching videos or live broadcasts, seeing Shi Xin in person, especially the little girls sitting in the front row, blushed a little.

Shi Xin is far more beautiful than any camera, such a good-looking person is actually a man.

The director hit the board, and the show officially started.

Hao Qing, who has a good reputation in the industry, did ask a few gentle questions first.

"How old are you? I heard you are still in school."

"Twenty, junior year."

"Which school is it? Can you tell me?"

"The industry is big."

"Hehe, it's not easy to take the exam because of the university."

Shi Xin and Hao Qing come and go, talking about unnutritive issues for the first 10 minutes.

Until the director waved his hand, Hao Qing glanced at Shi Xin, and his expression immediately became more serious.

Shi Xin sat up slightly, but didn't worry too much. He had watched several episodes of Hao Qing's program before coming here, and knew that she was very artistic in her speech and would not intentionally make things difficult for others.

A trace of undetectable blackness suddenly flashed across Hao Qing's face, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she asked an extremely tricky question.

"Shi Xin, I heard that you hugged Yin Xi's thigh, the boss of Budu, for Hong's sake, right?"

As soon as the problem came up, not only Shi Xin was stunned, but even the director of "Tonight's Heart Talk" was stunned. He immediately yelled "cut", and the audience was in an uproar. Although the director yelled "cut", there were already audience members He secretly took out his mobile phone to shoot.

The director shouted from below: "Hao Qing! What's the matter with you? The question is too outrageous! We are not the kind of show that tells stories!"

Hao Qing shook his head and pinched the center of his eyebrows with his fingertips, which seemed to be in pain.

She said slowly: "I'm sorry, I may not have had a good rest, so let's reduce this paragraph."

After speaking, she looked at Shi Xin again, and apologized very embarrassedly.

Shi Xin shook her head to express her indifference, but narrowed her eyes.

He saw a trace of blackness on Hao Qing's face, maybe Hao Qing's strange behavior was related to that trace of blackness.

The recording restarted, and Hao Qing talked with Shi Xin about the mental journey of the sudden explosion according to the script, and everything seemed to have returned to the atmosphere that a normal talk show should have.

When the show was about to end, Hao Qing's eyes suddenly went straight.

She turned her head, stared at Shi Xin, and spoke.

"You advocate feudal superstition, thinking that a piece of yellow paper can cure diseases, so you ask seriously ill patients to give up seeking medical treatment, right?"

Shi Xin met Hao Qing's staring eyes, and frowned, he retorted sharply: "It's nothing!"

After resting his words, without waiting for other people to react, a young man suddenly jumped up, broke through the few sparse and idle security personnel in the studio, and rushed onto the stage in a few steps, with a bright key hanging on the key in his hand. A small fruit knife pierced towards Shi Xin.

"I hate you liars the most! Liars should die! All liars should die!"

The young man made an attack suddenly, the security guard didn't react, but Shi Xin quickly dodged, threw out his long sleeve and slapped the young man's face, he saw the black air on the young man's face was more intense than that of Hao Qing.

The youth riot caused chaos at the scene. The director had already suspended the recording and directed the security personnel to maintain order at the scene.

But it was just a finger-sized fruit knife, which actually caused a scene of violence.

Hundreds of spectators stood up from their seats, crowded each other and ran around. Some people were knocked down and fell to the ground, unable to get up at all, and trampled by the chaotic crowd.

If this continues, the scene will get out of hand, and even a very serious stampede will occur.

In the recording studio, at some point, layers of black air filled the air, floating in the sky, covering everyone's faces.

Among them, the young man holding a fruit knife has the strongest black air.

Several security personnel were bumped back and forth, and gradually became furious, pushing and cursing each other with the audience.

"Hey! How do you push people!"

"I'm going to die! The security guard is beating someone!"

"Take it down, take it down, expose him! Human flesh him!"

As soon as Shi Xin waved away the young man who was about to rush up to attack him, he turned around and grabbed the extremely heavy sofa with both hands, and carefully folded it upside down and pressed it on the young man so that he could not break free temporarily.

Hao Qing smiled ferociously, sat where he was, and stared at Shi Xin.

Shi Xin walked to the edge of the stage, flung his robe and sat on the floor, folded his hands, and began to chant the "Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra" loudly. Although his voice had been amplified, it still couldn't cover the chaotic screams, cries and curses .

But for some unknown reason, this scripture with a flat tone and obscure words was recited over and over again, like an arrow piercing the clouds, piercing through the hustle and bustle, and passed into people's ears.

Under the dense black air that only Shi Xin could see, the rioting crowd slowly stopped and looked at the stage one after another.

On the edge of the stage, a red robe was scattered along the high platform. A young man with black hair and high tufts was sitting cross-legged on the floor, with his hands clasped in front of his chest, his eyebrows lowered, his eyes calm, his lips opened and closed, and he recited obscure words one by one. Come out and heal the violent hearts of hundreds of people.

The black air slowly drifted away from everyone, gathered together and hovered over the recording studio, reluctant to disperse.

The young man struggling under the sofa gradually stopped moving, his eyes full of resentment gradually became blank, as if he couldn't remember what he had done before.

Hundreds of spectators stood under the stage and looked up at Shi Xin who was reciting Buddhist scriptures. They felt their minds were clear and their hearts were peaceful. Even though there were hundreds of people gathered around them, they felt a sense of transcendent silence.

Only the black air on Hao Qing's face was still hovering, surrounding her facial features and gathering in her eyes.

She stood up, walked towards Shi Xin beside the stage, and stretched out her hand to push Shi Xin down.

Just as her hands approached Shi Xin's back, a faint golden light bounced her away for a few steps, her back heels hit the sofa, her body went limp, and she passed out on the sofa.

In the crowd, a little girl tilted her head. She didn't seem to be disturbed by the black air much. At this time, she took out her fingers, patted a pair of small hands, and pointed at Shi Xin beside the stage, smiling. explain.

"Mom, he looks like a Buddha."

Her mother was looking up at Shi Xin, with unknowing worship and respect on her face.

After Hao Qing passed out, Shi Xin repeated the "Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra" again, then put down her hands and stood up.

The Buddhist scriptures that had been lingering in their ears disappeared, and the crowd came back to their senses and looked at each other, looking at the chaotic scene, confused.

"what happened?"

"What just happened?"

Hao Qing also woke up, sat up rubbing his throbbing forehead, and saw Shi Xin standing in front of him when he looked up.

Shi Xin frowned, with a kind smile.

He asked softly, "Sister Hao, have you come into contact with any strange things recently?"

Hao Qing's temples throbbed, and he was a little dazed for a while: "What... Strange thing?"

Shi Xin turned around and looked around the recording studio where there was no trace of darkness, he remembered the malicious gaze he felt before.

The visitor is not good.

I just don't know if the comer is a person or a ghost?

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