Metaphysics, from getting started to giving up

Xie Qianchou, who was lying on the ground, moved his fingers, and then awkwardly got up from the ground.Seeing that Zhou Yi looked at him with pity, as if he looked at someone who was wearing a cuckold and listened to the corner of the wall, Xie Qianchou was even more embarrassed.

According to Xie Qianchou's own thinking, as a Taoist disciple, he should act gracefully and full of momentum.In layman's terms, it is the kind of domineering character who can fend off thousands of demons with just a glance.

When he was determined to save Zhou Yi who strayed into the Yin Gate by mistake, he should go all out and use talismans to disperse those ghostly marriage chariots.

It's just that Xie Qianchou's luck is not good.

and so……

Coughing, Xie Qianchou regained the cold demeanor he had when Zhou Yi first met him sitting on the wedding horse.Xie Qianchou just wanted to say a few more polite words to the mysterious handsome young man in front of him, but found that Zhou Yi really completely ignored him, turned around and was really ready to leave.

Xie Qianchou hastened to stay: "Fellow Daoist, stay!"

Zhou Yi tilted his head: "Is there anything else?"

Xie Qianchou: "This..."

He's stuck.

Xie Qianchou didn't know what to say, since the other party was an unborn son of a Daoist family, and he had to pretend to be indifferent when he got into trouble, then Xie Qianchou's abruptness would definitely cause the other party's dissatisfaction.

Before that, he fell on the horse twice in front of Zhou Yi because of bad luck, and he really lost all face and demeanor.

In the end, he had no choice but to pull the strap on the windbreaker and put it in his pocket, then took out a business card from the inner pocket, and handed it to Zhou Yi.

"You... If you really have any troubles, you might as well come to the Taoist sect to find me. Since you are a fellow, my Taoist sect will definitely help you." He said.

Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows, put the business card in the notebook casually, pulled on the slippers, and went to find the lockpicker.

Xie Qianchou watched him go from behind, and finally sighed, while helplessly thinking about his inherent bad luck, while thinking:

Today he messed up this matter and asked the ghost team to send off his relatives, how should he explain to the Taoist sect later?

***

Fortunately, the locksmith's shop left a phone number, Zhou Yi asked the community security to borrow his phone with a shy face, and then hurriedly called the locksmith who had already fallen asleep to open the lock, and at last he didn't have to sleep for a while It's late.

He put the script book on the table, flipped through the book, and continued to read the part he had seen before, but he was thinking about tonight's ghost team.

The unlucky Daoist youth seemed to be chasing after the chariots and horses of the underworld. Not to mention the degenerate era like now, even if it was put in a thousand years ago, marrying the underworld privately would be a matter of loss of yin, virtue and yang.

Moreover, the ghost wedding chariots and horses are so majestic, and before they die, the bride's family is also a powerful force.Judging from the scale and the skeleton playing the suona leading the way, it is very likely that it is a relative of the emperor.

Thinking about it this way... Zhou Yi had some speculations in his heart.

Thousands of years ago, marriage was mostly ordered by parents, and the words of the matchmaker.

But now that the dynasty has collapsed and the world has changed drastically, there is no good match for this imperial lady, so this ghost marriage is naturally the young lady's marriage.

"Would you like to marry a dark relative to climb a high branch, attract Feng Shui and Dragon Qi, so that you can attract wealth and treasure, and increase your official status..."

Zhou Yi blindsided his eyes.

However, he didn't take this matter to heart, and took out the business card stuck in the script, Zhou Yi thought, since the unlucky Xie surnamed himself a Taoist child, then the ghost marriage has to be taken over by someone from the Taoist school.

Now that Jinshan Gate is on the decline, and even the ancient buildings of Xuanmen are about to be demolished and rebuilt, Zhou Yi really does not want to have anything to do with the current Xuanmen.

Who knows if this sect is a descendant of the Xuan sect who once had a feud with Jinshan sect?

The less trouble, the better.

Without even looking at the business card, Zhou Yi casually threw it under the table to set the foot of the table, and continued to look at the book.

***

The next day.

Zhou Yi carried his satchel on his back, got ready, and hurried to the styling center at the gate of the community to get his hair done, and then rushed to the subway to Jindu Film and Television City early.

Jindu Film and Television City is the largest film and television shooting base in Jindu. The buildings in it are criss-crossed, and you will get lost if you don't pay attention.

Although Zhou Yi was only 25 and six before his rebirth, he is indeed an unearthed cultural relic.

Xin Gu Dong blinked, momentarily surprised by the complexity of the film and television city.

In particular, there is a round tower-style building with painted railings and painted buildings on the left, and an elegant European style on the right. Zhou Yi was dumbfounded by the yin and yang cut sides designed to save space.

Some venues in Jindu Film and Television City are open to the public. After inquiring about the audition venue for Fox Immortal Crew from the traffic policeman controlling traffic, Zhou Yi walked over quickly.

Although the current Zhou Yi is just a low-level actor who can't make it to the stage, fortunately, his appearance is good.Due to the shortage of funds for the production crew, the remuneration offered to the actors was pitifully low. The actors who went to the interview were only two or three kittens, and most of them were extras who had been playing tricks in various production crews in the film and television city.

Standing among these people, Zhou Yi stood out like a chicken.

Seeing Zhou Yi with a straight face, the young director of the crew seemed to have picked up a treasure. Even if he signed Zhou Yi, he didn't even go through the audition process.

Only then did Zhou Yi realize that Xiao Zhao, who came to look for him yesterday, had tricked him once!

This character is nothing more than a male seven-eight-nine who is good at playing tricks. How could a Fox Fairy play with a tight budget spend so much effort on the tricks?The good-looking ones are just so casually pulled together to make up the number of people.

At Zhou Yi's level, it's really not his turn to fight for strength, he just needs to fight for his face.

Xiao Zhao is uneasy and kind.

Zhou Yi looks good. In this day and age, appearance itself is a kind of resource. What if there is a director with a discerning eye for money?

Simply, just trick him into deceiving him, making him think that the entertainment industry is as deep as a pond, and he is so terrified that he doesn't even dare to go to the interview and it's over!

Zhou Yi clicked his tongue, people's hearts are not old, thinking about it this way, he probably understands why the original body has achieved nothing so far.

It is estimated that Yuan Chen's personality is not very cheerful and not good at communication, otherwise he would not be fooled by Xiao Zhao.Zhou Yi was full of doubts in his heart. Why did the original "Zhou Yi" drop out of the utopia of a school where things were going smoothly, and become an actor who was simply not competent with his character?

After taking his first job after rebirth, Zhou Yi felt a little relieved.

Although the remuneration for Fox Immortal's play is small, Zhou Yi's requirements are not high, and it is enough for him to turn around for a period of time.

After signing the contract, when he was about to leave, he was stopped by the young director of the crew.

"Hi, your name is Zhou Yi, right? It's fate to meet each other, and we'll be on the set for a while after that, do you want to have a meal together?"

Zhou Yi hesitated for a moment: "Where does Director Xu want to eat?"

Xu Huang patted him on the shoulder, with a familiar look: "What is your name, Director Xu, just call me Xu Huang. I know there is a good-tasting little hot pot in the film and television city, let's go!"

Zhou Yi didn't move, after all, he was too cash-strapped.

Xu Huang's eyes rolled around.

"It's okay! My treat!"

Zhou Yi immediately turned against the guest: "Where are you going?"

"Turn left at the intersection and go straight!"

This Xu Huang is 25 and six. He has also directed several web dramas and micro-short dramas in the past few years after graduating from the Film Academy. He is considered a third-, fourth-, and fifth-rate director.He looks ordinary, but he is radiant, and he looks very kind and pleasing to the eye.

Zhou Yi didn't know why Xu Huang invited him to dinner, but the other party was talkative, polite and funny, and the meal was enjoyable for the host and guest.

After paying the bill, I walked out of the hot pot restaurant. It was the hot afternoon sun. Most of the crew and tourists in the film and television city had gone to rest, and there were not many pedestrians on the road.

The two walked on the Republic of China Square, which was used to film period dramas, and Xu Huang began to talk about the main points.

"I'm older than you, can I call you Xiao Zhou?" Xu Huang said, putting his hands in his trouser pockets, as if he was a big brother.

Zhou Yi twitched the corners of his mouth. He was actually about the same age as Xu Huang, but his body was younger after rebirth, so he had to admit that he was unlucky and politely called out: "Brother Xu."

Xu Huang smiled and said, "Yo, you're pretty good."

Zhou Yi touched the bridge of his nose: "Where is it?"

The scorching sun was in the sky, and it seemed that he felt a little sunburned. Xu Huang waved to Zhou Yi, and the two walked into the eaves of the small western-style building next to Times Square to hide from the sun.

After organizing his words, Xu Huang licked his dry lips, and said slowly, "Actually... I came to you to discuss something."

"what's up?"

"Well..." Xu Huang hesitated, he didn't know whether he should gamble, "Are you free this afternoon? If so, can you come with me? I want to introduce someone to you."

Zhou Yi didn't know the twists and turns in the circle, and couldn't figure out what Xu Huang wanted to do for a while.

He was about to ask another question, but suddenly there was a scream behind him!

The place the two of them were in was a European-style house in the Republic of China. At this time, there was still a crew filming in the film and television city in the house.

When Zhou Yi and Xu Huang hurriedly turned their heads to look, they saw a man in a suit and vest had fallen in the lobby of the house.

On the top, there is an indoor terrace. A beautiful woman in cheongsam and a girl dressed as a maid looked at the man below in panic, as if the man fell from the terrace.

The entire crew was in chaos, with constant screams and exclamations.

"What's going on? Why did the wire break?"

"Call 120 quickly!"

"Mediocre, mediocre! Are you okay!"

Everyone was restless.

Xu Huang was taken aback: "Isn't the production crew over there Huo Lie? Damn, that's He Yangping, right? This... this... something big happened!"

Zhou Yi frowned.

Among the crew, a young man with a cold and handsome face in a beige trench coat attracted his full attention at a glance.

Isn't this guy the unlucky guy from last night?