Koi Immortal [Entertainment]

“It’s an exaggeration to say it’s an orphanage. Twenty years ago, the outskirts of Luo’an hadn’t been developed, and houses were scattered with rubble. The Fuyou Orphanage was just a four-bedroom house in which the owner was a One-eyed grandma.

Grandma earns her living by picking up rubbish, and takes care of her eight children, Jing Li is the youngest of them.

When Jing Li was 16 years old, the eldest of the eight children was already 25 and [-] years old. He was finally able to earn money independently to support the family and let his grandma enjoy life in peace, but a car accident took her life. "

Among the crowd, a girl wearing a red down jacket and a double-ball beanie is holding a little bee, and she is explaining to the girls behind her emotionally:

"After Brother Jingli became popular, after discussing with other brothers and sisters in the orphanage, he decided to contribute by himself, and established a foundation in the name of grandma, and converted the orphanage into a tourist attraction, and all the proceeds were donated to the foundation. It is used to help orphans all over the world, brother Jingli believes that it is also Grandma’s wish to help more people.”

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow."

"Brother is great."

"My brother is really an angel."

"I will never be greedy for my brother's body anymore! From now on, I will love my brother's soul!"

The girl in red glanced around, nodded in satisfaction, raised her arms and said:

"Do you like our offline event this time?"

"like!"

"It's good if you like it, then this music festival, can we let my brother win the first place!"

"can!"

"Okay! Start working hard on the rankings tomorrow! Let's have fun today, let's go! Go to ktv and sing."

"Ah, ah, ah, I want to sing all my brother's songs."

Jing Li carefully poked his head out from the corner of the corridor, and saw a group of bustling girls leaving with laughter, heaved a sigh of relief, put on a mask, closed his hat, and walked out of the shadows with his hands in his pockets.

Walking through the corridor with his head down, Jing Li got into the nanny car that was already waiting at the side door.

"Little ancestor, why are you here now? Have you met fans again?" Niu Wuxie quickly closed the car door, took Jingli's hat, folded it neatly and put it aside.

Jingli nodded.

Niu Wuxie has long been used to Jingli's reticent temperament, so he said to himself: "It's not like you don't know, there is your fan tour group here every day, and it's not something important, I can just entrust someone to do it, you still have You have to come by yourself, what if you are blocked by fans? Don’t let me follow.”

Jing Li knew that Niu Wuxie was concerned about him, and with a smile in his exposed eyes, he replied slowly: "They are very nice."

"Very good, very good, tell me that your fans are very good every day, but you tell them in person, every time you avoid the fans, do you know that Blueberry TV is hacking you again today? It's on the air right now You are playing a big role with a black face at the airport."

Jing Li picked up his ipad and logged on to his Weibo account. Sure enough, he took photos of him walking to the airport in full armor. A few pictures were taken at random, accompanied by bright red characters and his promotional profile picture, and made into a new one. In the video, the whole story is based on looking at pictures, saying that he was followed by an illegitimate student, so the black face is playing a big role.

Jing Li thought about it carefully, and made sure that he wasn't in a bad mood, he didn't smile that day, it was just because he fell asleep on the plane, and he didn't fully wake up after getting off the plane.

When Jing Li thinks carefully, he will habitually lower his head, his long and curly eyelashes are fluttering, and his slender neck is showing a trace of fragility. Niu Wuxie glanced at it, and unconsciously let out a soft voice when the words came to his mouth:

"Don't always use your small account to go to Weibo, and the large account is also more open for business, posting selfies and so on. It's because you don't communicate with your fans, so the outside world will try their best to black you out. I want to publish a draft for you. To be honest, you have social fears, but these days, anyone can get sick, celebrities can't, if you say it, you will sell it badly, so it is very difficult for me."

Jing Li calmly watched the whole nonsense video from the beginning to the end, and after watching it, he went to his own Chaochao to browse, and saw that the fans were still happily knocking on the video, and his mood was not affected, so he was relieved:

"Sister Niu, I'm a public figure, and it's normal to be talked about. My fans like my music, and they understand me."

When Jing Li speaks in a serious manner, he will unconsciously open his eyes wide. The slightly drooping dog eyes look more watery and cute. The nose is slightly turned up, and the cherry red mouth is covered by the mask.

Niu Wuxie sighed slightly in his heart, there is a child everywhere, why can't his brain work so well?He looks like a fairy coming down to earth, can fans only like music?However, Jing Li's eyes were full of stubbornness, and Niu Wuxie had nothing to do with this elm head.

"Hey, Sister Niu has been in the industry for so many years. I can only warn you that fans are the most ruthless. I won't say too much. You won't listen to it anyway. Get ready, and I will finish the two oral broadcasts later. , There is also an investor reception in the evening. Don't refuse it, I will push you for an ordinary reception, this reception is related to whether you can successfully get sponsorship for this year's concert, you have to show me your face."

The desire to survive makes Jingli nod.

On the 66th floor of Haitai Building, the desire to survive caused Lei Jun to retreat from the CEO's office.

He has followed Ejiao for more than three hundred years, and this is the No.20 three days when they came to the world.

23 days ago, E Jiao escaped from the seal. Although Yuanshen had been severely injured in Linglong Pagoda, the first reaction after gaining freedom was not to take revenge on the person who hurt him, but the only obsession in his heart was to find that man.The man has already been stripped of his immortal status and escaped into reincarnation, so it is not easy to find him.Coinciding with the sudden death of the president of the E family, E Jiao naturally took his body and came to the world.

Seeing that more than 20 days of searching and finding nothing, E Jiao's violent spirit became more and more uncontrollable, and Lei Jun was also full of melancholy. He couldn't find the fairy king anymore, and he didn't know what his master could do .

E Jiao rubbed his sore temples, his stern and thin face looked a little gloomy, just now he lost his temper again, but Lei Junduo said that he also knew that he couldn't control his temper more and more recently.

With a severe headache, E Jiao slumped on the chair behind him, fiddling with the remote control in his hand.

"Jing Li has always been known as the little king of the music scene. As his popularity has risen, the behavior of playing big names has also appeared frequently. This is the airport video of Jing Li arriving in Luo'an from Tokyo..."

E Jiao didn't notice when the remote control in his hand fell to the ground. He stared blankly at the picture on the upper right of the screen. It was a face exactly like the man he remembered.

Jing Li doesn't like wearing a suit, he doesn't like being restrained.

As night fell, Jing Li arrived at the reception as scheduled. He was dressed in a black three-piece suit, with Jing Li's slender waist and long legs. Walking in the shadow of his fragrant clothes, he was the most eye-catching one.

He was already fearful of society, his waist was wrapped in a tight suit, and he was even more awkward when walking, making him extremely uncomfortable.

The glazed lamp hanging in the hall was dazzlingly bright, whether it was the light or the scorching gaze around him, it made Jing Li's cheeks heat up, and he was already a little wobbly when he walked without drinking.

"Xiao Li, come quickly and meet Mr. Li."

Sister Niu's voice was like a clear spring in the desert, pointing out the direction for Jing Li at once.

"President Li, this is Jingli."

"Okay, okay, she really looks talented."

Jing Li lowered his head, silently staring at Mr. Li's hand stretched out in front of him, just when Sister Niu's face turned green and was about to go mad, Jing Li finally took hold of Mr. Li's hand, shook it, and immediately let go.

"Hehe, Mr. Li, don't take offense, Xiaoli is an honest kid."

Mr. Li is about 40 years old, with a chubby figure and a very kind smile.

"No wonder, this child is pleasing to the eye, isn't there such a word, called, called..."

"Audience!"

"That's right, the audience!"

Sister Niu and Mr. Li sang and talked happily.The two walked and chatted with wine glasses in hand, and the topic had already transitioned to the sponsorship of the concert venue control.

Sister Niu is doing things, Jing Li is at ease.For so long, all Jing Li has to worry about is writing songs and singing, as for the rest, Sister Niu will take care of it.The two have cooperated for so long, and the tacit understanding is needless to say.

Smiling lightly, revealing a beautiful dimple, Jing Li held the wine glass with various eyes, walked through the crowd, and walked to the yard outside the hotel.

All the people present at the meeting were famous people. Even if they were curious about Jing Li, they would not do anything out of the ordinary because of their status.

The yard is very large and full of redwoods. During the day, it looks lush and covered the sky, but at night, the shadows of the trees look a little scary.

Thinking of those ghost stories told by her mother-in-law when she was a child, Jing Li hesitated for a while holding the wine glass, and when he turned around, he saw the bustling crowd, and the quiet and unknown darkness in front of him.

"It's still scarier to talk to people. After all, I can't hear ghosts."

Curling his lips, Jing Li found a bench against the wall and sat down. After a while, he felt a little bored. He remembered that when he came out, he was still holding the wine glass in his hand. He picked up the glass and took a small sip. The spicy taste Down the throat, the breath was brought up again, choked by surprise, a little bright red liquid flowed down the corner of the mouth.

The expensive suit on his body was sponsored by Sister Niu, and Jing Li didn't bring a tissue when he went out. After a moment of daze, something cold brushed his cheeks, gently wiping away the spilled red wine for him.

The cold jade-like voice whispered in Jing Li's ear with the heat of his breath: "You are still the same."