believe your evil

The two walked on the road for a while, Ji Jiuyou took him to a theater, bought a ticket for a box, and sat in the luxurious box in the middle of the third floor of the theater.

It is said to be a private room, but in fact it is only separated by bamboo curtains and jade-colored veils. Sheng Lian can only taste it when he is sitting on a mahogany chair drinking tea and eating melon seeds. almost.

I've also thought about it, and I'm afraid it's not because the last blind date was interrupted in the middle of the date. This time, I will continue the blind date and continue the process that should be followed. I took him to dinner and watched a movie on the road.

Blind dates are so respectful, no wonder he can be a big boss.

When Sheng Lian was so emotional, Ji Jiuyou temporarily went out to answer the phone. He was sitting in the box alone. The drama on the first floor hadn't started yet, but the surrounding boxes were full of conversations.

One of the voices was close to my ears, coming from behind the curtain on Sheng Lian's left. It was a man's voice, clear and refreshing, but very pleasant: "Sorry, sorry, I'm late again today."

Another man snorted lukewarmly: "Since you became a playwright, you have to wait in line for an appointment, right?"

The man who spoke first smiled and said, "Even if I'm late, you don't have to be so angry."

The man who just snorted coldly said, "What the hell have you been writing all day long?" After a pause, he read out the name of today's play, ""If Love Has an Afterlife"? You wrote it?"

The play that Ji Jiuyou brought Sheng Lian to watch was a romance film.

Sheng Lian held the teacup, skimmed the tea leaves with the lid, and continued to listen to the wall silently.

Then, he heard the man who had been smiling reply: "Yes, the love story between the devil king and the angel of the holy mountain snow lotus, the war between the underworld, the angel sacrificed his life, from then on, heaven and man will be separated forever, and the snow lotus will reappear in 22 years , Encounter with the Demon King again, compose a love story, how about it, isn’t it great, I think I can participate in the Romance Film Awards of the Underworld Drama Oscar.”

Sheng Lian almost didn't support the teacup.

But there was an angry shout: "Are you so crazy! Do you want to be thrown into reincarnation again?"

-

There is WIFI in the theater building, and Sheng Lian used a mobile phone to connect to the Internet. I checked the play titled "If Love Has an Afterlife", and found that the time drama website in the Netherworld has a very high rating. Not only the score is as high as 8.1, but the online reviews have also reached tens of thousands.

After a rough look, they all praised the delicate writing of this romance film. After scrolling through more than a dozen pages, I saw a comment in it that said "Dare to write about the devil, the screenwriter wants to die".

On the one hand, Sheng Lian was surprised that the atmosphere of the Netherworld was so open that he could arrange the love life of the devil at will. On the other hand, he wondered why the other protagonist happened to be the holy mountain snow lotus.

Sheng Lian wanted to inquire about something during his business trip to the Netherworld, but now he listened to the wall next door for a while, and then wanted to watch the theater. He thought it was a good place to gossip, so he coughed through the wooden curtain, Gently said to the neighbor: "Two friends?"

The neighbor immediately fell silent.

After a while, the man who said he was late asked politely, "Ah, what's the matter?"

Sheng Lian said: "It's nothing, I just heard that you just mentioned the Holy Mountain Snow Lotus. I'm too housebound, I don't like to go out usually, and I know too little, so I want to ask, who is this Holy Mountain Snow Lotus?"

In fact, Sheng Lian just used his mobile phone to look up the word "God Envoy", but he couldn't find anything, just like searching for something that should not be searched in the human world, and the webpage prompts "does not comply with national laws and regulations".

It's just that the Nether World is much simpler and more rude, and I don't bother to write standard official routines, so I just prompt 404.

The people in the private room next door were silent again after hearing Sheng Lian's words. After a while, the man with a bad tone said slowly: "You are not from the Netherworld, are you?"

The identity was easily identified, and Sheng Lian hurriedly replied down the slope: "It's really not." After a pause, "I'm here on a business trip."

The man with a bad tone asked him: "Nine places?"

Sheng Lian was taken aback: "Yes."

The man snorted: "I was on a business trip at public expense and came to watch the drama, and the package was a luxury package of 999 for one night. Are you very chic?"

Sheng Lian heard that the tone was wrong, and felt that the attitude of speaking was similar to that of the leaders of the 9th Division.

But I thought, public money, what public money?Mr. Cui didn't give him a dime, but let him follow the boss.

He guessed that the other party might not be willing to gossip with him, and also realized that he might have interrupted the interest of the two people next door by speaking rashly, so he said silently: "Sorry for disturbing you two, just pretend that I didn't say anything."

The serious man next door said, "You'll be fine if you don't say a word? If you get caught by me, why don't you pretend it didn't happen?"

Just in time, the door curtain was raised, and after answering the phone, Ji Jiuyou came in and sat next to Sheng Lian. Just as he picked up the teacup, another voice came from the next door.

"Which department? Report your name? What is the purpose of this business trip? Who will allow you to watch the drama? Are you spending public money?"

A series of questions poured down his head like a bucket of water, so that Sheng Lian didn't know which sentence to answer first, so he could only silently raise his hand and touch his nose in embarrassment.

Ji Jiuyou's hand holding the teacup paused, as if he lost interest in watching a play and drinking tea, he directly moved the teacup to the side with a crisp "pop".

And after the crisp sound, the next door didn't utter a single syllable, just like Qi Qi was dumb.

Sheng Lian didn't notice this detail, so he covered his mouth and quietly said to Ji Jiuyou: "Hey, Mr. Ji, I'm on a business trip like this, and I came to watch dramas with you, isn't it too good? I was recognized by the next door. Out."

Ji Jiuyou leaned against the back of the chair, as if he always had a lazy posture as long as he sat.

He didn't suppress his voice, he spoke quietly, every word was smeared with the majesty of one word: "You can't go to the theater when you are on a business trip? Then what are you doing with this job?"

Sheng Lian hadn't forgotten about finding fault with the neighbors, and answered Ji Jiuyou's words: "Hey, boss, that's not what you said. Civil servants are not easy to pass the exam. If I resign, I will lose my job."

"Can't I afford you?" Ji Jiuyou said this as if he was saying that he would pour some holy water worth [-] US dollars per microgram on the big cabbage of Nourishing Yin and Yang that I raised.

Sheng Lian's legs trembled a little when he heard it, and he felt fluttering when he was sitting.

But there were two muffled sounds from the next door, the sounds were familiar to Sheng Lian, it was exactly the same as the sound of President Cui entering the interrogation room and kneeling on the ground last time.

But the curtain was covering it, so Sheng Lian couldn't see it, so naturally he didn't think it was someone kneeling down, it was just that something fell on the ground next door.

Ji Jiuyou said slowly, "Watching a play."

He said it to Sheng Lian, but his eyes slowly swept across the curtain between the two private rooms, as if he was talking to other people.

Although "If Love Has an Afterlife" is a drama, the performance method is actually very similar to a drama, but after all, the Netherworld is a place where demons and ghosts live together, and the special effects do not need to be set up. A spell is thrown, and the scene changes on the spot. There is no need to leave the scene temporarily to take off, it can be described as a wonderful "drama version movie" for a full two hours.

落幕的时候主演到台前来鞠躬感谢，主持人的声音从音响里传来：“感谢1号包间的99朵鲜花打赏”“感谢2号包间的999金币打赏”“感谢6号包间的玛莎拉蒂轿车打赏”……

When the host reported to the private room for a reward, the two male protagonists smiled and gestured in the direction of that private room.

Shocked, Sheng Lian thought to himself how it feels similar to giving a live broadcast, and then turned to ask Ji Jiuyou: "Does every private room have to give a reward?"

This question obviously stumped the boss of Jiuyou Group, Mr. Ji, who thought about it for a while, and then slowly said Shenglian's question again, as if he was asking other people: "Every private room, do you have to give a reward? "

"Cough." The 'drama screenwriter' next door said, "No, it's all voluntary."

Just after finishing speaking, the host's voice came from the microphone: "Have the guests in private room 1314 started tipping? Come on, let us wait and see, and wait for the wealthy guests in the luxurious private room to tip tonight!"

There were booing sounds from the floors, and cheerful "13" and "14" came out rhythmically from the mouths of a group of booers.

The screenwriter of the "all voluntary" drama was instantly slapped in the face and silently shut up.

Sheng Lian was surprised again, what the hell, the customer paid for a luxurious private room, so the reward depends on the individual's wishes, right?Is there any rhythmic tipping?

Sheng Lian frowned, a little upset by the booing, and felt that a good date was all wasted in this wave of rewards.

He turned his head and said to Ji Jiuyou: "There's something wrong. I'm used to giving rewards after watching a drama. I'm going to go to Mtime.com to earn 0 points for rewards."

Ji Jiuyou actually laughed at this time. He reached out, pressed Sheng Lian's hand on the table, patted it gently as if comforting, then took out his wallet, and threw a black card out of the third floor.

This movie theater obviously has a unique way to swipe the card. As soon as the card was thrown out, the host's trembling voice sounded: "1314 private room, 100 million rewards!"

The crowd erupted in cheers, screams and whistles, but soon there was no cheering anymore.

Heika spun out towards the stage on the first floor, slapped the host who was holding the microphone, and then, as if he had grown wings and eyes, circled around the private room around the entire stage, slapping those who just deliberately The monsters slapped their faces one by one, and for a while, apart from howling, there was the sound of slaps in the whole building, which was very pleasant to hear.

Sheng Lian was sitting in a seat where he could see the stage, and with his probe, he could also see other private rooms on the arched floor. Seeing the black card flying out, he slapped it in a circle and flew back to Ji Jiuyou's hand, staring round in astonishment He closed his eyes, silently raised his hand and slapped three times.

"President Ji, good technique."

Ji Jiuyou put the card back into the wallet, stood up, and replied calmly: "It's easy to say." He added silently: "I haven't done this kind of thing for many years, and my hands are still a little raw after all."

The customers who were beaten in other private rooms seemed to have just realized what happened, and many young and energetic demons roared out, cursing mothers, cursing streets, and cursing in any style.

But the cursing only lasted half a second, half of the blurted words rolled out of the tongue, and the theater suddenly fell silent again, as if everyone had become dumb with their tongues castrated, and even the host holding the microphone didn't speak again. Shout out.

Sheng Lian and Ji Jiuyou took the elevator downstairs in this unusually quiet atmosphere and left the theater building.

After the people left, a man came out of the private room next door. The man walked downstairs without taking the elevator. He waved his hand and took back the tactic of silence. In an instant, the whole building resumed cursing, as if the roof was about to be blown off.

A man in a white T-shirt also ran down. It was the man who was slapped in the face for saying "all voluntary".

The two of them descended the stairs, but were stopped by a staff member who had neither eyes nor memory. They licked and laughed, and with a bun face that was half swollen by a black card, they said honestly: "Guest, Did you reward me?"

Yan Wuchang raised his arm to slap him, but was hugged by both hands: "What's the use of beating him, he's just a part-time worker!"

Yan Wuchang withdrew his arm, turned around and left, took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and said to the other end amidst the roar of cursing in the theater: "Let the Internet Industry and Commerce Department check all the theaters! As long as it is a compulsory call I will seal all the rewarding shops for rectification! Fine!"

The other end was stunned, and said calmly: "Master Yan? What happened to you? Calm down."

Yan Wuchang ordered angrily: "There is more! Inform Radio and Television to remove all movies, TV dramas, and novels related to 'Devil King' and 'Sacred Mountain Snow Lotus' from shelves. I will give them 24 hours."

The face of the person who answered the phone can be said to be invulnerable, Yan Wuchang yelled like this, but he was calm: "Can I ask why?"

Yan Wuchang: "If your ex-wife died, would you like to see a made-up love story with you and your ex-wife as the protagonist on TV, movie theaters, and theaters every day?"

The other side said sincerely: "I don't want to." Then he said, "Boss Yan, I don't have an ex-wife because I'm still single."

Yan Wuchang: "Get out!"

The other end said again: "But Mr. Yan, it is indeed impossible for you to ask the radio and television to take it off the shelves. Just now, the person at the top personally gave the instruction to let the radio and television promote TV dramas and movies with the theme of love, and relax the entire entertainment industry. Due to industry constraints, we must do more artistic creations on the love story of 'Sacred Mountain Snow Lotus' and 'Devil King'."

Yan Wuchang stopped, and said in astonishment, "What?"

-

After eating, walking on the road, and watching a romantic movie, this evening was really fulfilling.

The two walked from the hotel to the theater building, and now they walked back to the hotel by another road.

The two-hour live-action live-action movie was endlessly evocative. With the night wind blowing, Sheng Lian recalled the scene in the theater just now, and said casually: "Is the sacred mountain snow lotus in Dengbao Mountain a role in the drama?" , or is it real like the Demon King?"

But after asking this question, he realized it in his heart. Mr. Meng mentioned that the deceased friend in the Netherworld was a snow lotus. Since the snow lotus is a unique species, it must be impossible to fill the streets. Will it, Is the sacred mountain snow lotus in the play the old friend mentioned by Mr. Meng?

If so, doesn't that mean that he might be the sacred mountain snow lotus?

However, Ji Jiuyou didn't even stop walking. The person who asked the question was casual, and the person who answered him was also very casual. He said casually: "Sacred mountain snow lotus naturally exists, and he is the lover of the devil, but just like it is written in the drama, I sacrificed my life during the Nether War, and my soul was scattered."

Sheng Lian: "..."

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Ji Jiuyou looked back, squinted his eyes, and looked at Sheng Lian: "What?"

Sheng Lian shook his head: "It's okay."

But in my heart, I called myself crazy-fuck, I am the concubine of the devil, who dares to treat me like a cabbage in the future! !