Boyfriends are crazy

"Xiao Shen." Chen Guangzhou adjusted his glasses, his eyes fell on Shen Xibai, and he called out casually.

Shen Xibai's whole body trembled, his heart skipped a beat, the phone almost slipped from his hand in fright.

His face turned red in an instant, his movements became very stiff, and he felt ashamed of being caught by the leader for not being serious about his work.

Chen Guangzhou was far away, so he didn't even notice that Shen Xibai was playing with his phone just now, even if he really saw it, he wouldn't feel anything.

He strode to Shen Xibai's desk, still holding the mobile phone in his hand, looking like he had just finished making a call.

And his vacant right hand made the gesture of curling fingers when knocking on the door, and leaned his index finger and middle finger against Shen Xibai's table, his momentum was like a black cloud pressing down on the city, bringing a full sense of oppression to Shen Xibai's heart .

Shen Xibai was like a child who did something wrong, so embarrassed that he didn't know how to move his hands and feet, and he didn't even know whether he should stand up or continue to sit on the stool at this moment.

Chen Guangzhou looked at Shen Xibai and said, "Today, all the cameramen in the station have gone out to interview on location, and now there is a more urgent news that needs to be done, but because of the urgency, there is no more time to find someone to outsource it. I heard that you studied photography and post-processing when you were in college, let’s see if you can take it directly now.”

Shen Xibai was startled.

Because he is an intern, although his usual work is numerous and complicated, it seems that he has done all kinds of work, but in a sense, they are all out of the actual odd jobs.

He was a little flattered by the sudden arrangement of a photography task.

"If you think it's okay, then you and Yang Le will go to the suburbs together later." Chen Guangzhou's eyes turned around Shen Xibai's body, seeing that the other person's expression was still a bit dazed.

He asked again seriously.

"What? Can it work?"

"I, I can." Shen Xibai was overjoyed, he stood up from his stool directly, and then nodded heavily.

Only then did Chen Guangzhou nod his head in satisfaction, and his serious expression softened a little.

"That's fine."

After speaking, he turned around, turned on the screen of the phone again, and held it to his ear.

After a while, I started calling people again, as if I was implementing work arrangements.

......

"Sister Le, what are we going to be shooting later?" Shen Xibai carried several large and small bags on his back. In addition to the mirrorless camera he was holding in his hand, there were also two Chang San Yuan in the bag. A small ternary lens, a tripod, a gimbal, and a radio microphone and microphone.

Yang Le is a 35-year-old independent woman, with very neat short ear-length hair, sharp facial features, and aggressive eyes.

She was a little surprised when she heard Shen Xibai's words, "Didn't Chen Guangzhou tell you?"

A thin layer of sweat slowly appeared on Shen Xibai's clean face, and his face was slightly flushed, but maybe his youthful sense was too strong, even so, it would not make people feel greasy.

He shook his head honestly, saying that he really didn't know.

Yang Le nodded, and asked back, "You should know something about the 'Chongyuan Academy' that caused a lot of noise more than ten years ago."

Shen Xibai's fingers trembled, and he looked at Yang Le's face with a dull expression.

"Recently, several men who lived alone died in Tianshui Bay for no reason. Although the police did not disclose too much information, netizens still picked it up through clues. The list of several victims that have been released so far were all former employees. The instructor of 'Chongyuan Academy'."

Yang Le paused for a moment, with a serious expression on his face, and continued to add, "After this hypothesis was put forward, through tracking the clues provided by netizens, it was found that not only Tianshuiwan, but also other provinces, such murders have occurred during this period. , and the dead are all people who had a relationship with 'Chongyuan Academy'."

Shen Xibai shuddered when he heard this, and was still a bit puzzled, "Then our interview..."

Yang Le's serious expression suddenly smiled, but this smile didn't look like a smile out of joy, but rather a contemptuous sneer, the muscles on his face tugged up and down a few times, but soon Then he returned to his expressionless face.

She looked at Shen Xibai with a calm face, "Just now, the station received a call. The callers are the next batch of potential victims. They want to use the media to make this matter big, and then get the police and protection of netizens."

Shen Xibai was completely shocked, he opened his mouth and closed it again, unable to speak for a long time.

Yang Le looked at his reaction and was not surprised.

It has been more than ten years since the incident of 'Chongyuan Academy', but even in the past, when the incident was the most popular, its influence was not enough to compare with the gossip of any random celebrity now.

After all, at that time, the coverage of the Internet was not as wide as it is now. It’s not like a three- or four-year-old kid who obviously doesn’t know a few big characters, so he can watch short videos with relish and watch Peppa Pig.

'Chongyuan Academy' is a tragedy of the times and a tragedy of education. It should have been a wake-up call for the older generation to educate the younger generation, but the imprint it left was not deep enough.

Who would have thought that when the alarm bell sounded again, it was this way that became popular?

The perpetrators of the past used the posture of victims to seek shelter from others.

Sad and ridiculous.

......

"You are here?"

As soon as the door opened, there was a middle-aged man who looked at least in his 60s, with an unshaven beard, a plaid shirt, gray hair, and a kind face, with no hint of hostility.

Because of his professionalism, Yang Le will not show any displeasure to any interviewer.

Even if there is a murderer in front of her, as long as she is doing work, she must have a smiling face.

Yang Le stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Hello."

The middle-aged man held her hand back with a very friendly attitude, "You guys are here, we have been waiting for a long time."

Yang Le nodded, followed the footsteps of the middle-aged man and walked in. She still held the impromptu script and interview content in her hand.

Shen Xibai carried the equipment and followed the two of them silently, with a very complicated expression.

He glanced at his surroundings.

A villa, there is a yard outside the villa, a lot of flowers and plants are planted in the yard, and inside the villa, although the decoration cannot be said to be luxurious and extravagant, it definitely took a lot of thought to take care of it.

The location of this villa is in the suburbs, the air is many times better than that in the urban area, and there is no noisy car noise when there is a lot of traffic.

The price of land cannot be cheap.

Seeing the posture on Shen Xibai's body, the middle-aged man immediately said enthusiastically, "Young man, this thing is so heavy, put it down first, and I can help you take these things in."

Shen Xibai immediately waved his hands and replied politely, "It's all right."

Holding the information in his hand, Yang Le asked, "How many people are there on your side?"

The middle-aged man paused for a moment, with a false smile on his face as always, "Plus I have nineteen."

Yang Le nodded, and started to communicate with the middle-aged man about the work process, handed the man a copy of the information, and said, "Look at it first, I will ask you these questions first, and then you... ..”

Since Shen Xibai entered the door, except for answering the middle-aged man's considerate inquiries, he has been taciturn. He followed Yang Le obediently, and his presence was not strong.

When Yang Le and the middle-aged man were having a lively chat, Shen Xibai, who had been silent for a long time, stared at the man's face for a long time.

Just after Yang Le had finished the preliminary procedure, Shen Xibai stood beside him, and suddenly said very forcefully, "I still don't know what your name is."

Even Yang Le was startled.

Because her first impression of Shen Xibai was that he was restrained, fair, responsible, and not talkative, so she was somewhat surprised by such rude interruption.

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, his expression stiffened, "My surname is Zhang, Zhang Cangying."

Shen Xibai had a pale face with no expression on his face, he stopped talking after he finished asking, and he didn't know what his purpose for asking this question was.

The question asked is very inexplicable, and it sounds a little out of mind.

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Fortunately, after all, Yang Le has been in this industry for so many years, so this little episode can be easily dealt with.

Under Yang Le's mobilization, the atmosphere began to ease up again.

Looking at the man's benevolent face, Shen Xibai always felt an indescribable sense of disobedience in his heart, and he seemed to have a natural dislike for him.

Especially after hearing the middle-aged man's name, his already frightened heart suddenly became more and more wrong.

Zhang Cangying.

Zhang fly?

Shen Xibai frowned, and his thoughts began to run wildly again.

Flies, also known as Baalzebub, are regarded as the root of all evil in the Bible. In the New Testament of the Bible, they are regarded as the king of ghosts by the Jews. Like Satan and Lucifer, they are symbols of demon leaders and are synonymous with ugliness. .

Shen Xibai's thoughts kept diverging, his expression became slightly dull, and his eyes became hollow and out of focus.

He shook his head and stopped his still spreading thoughts, thinking that it was ridiculous for him to start all kinds of wild thoughts just because of a name.

Therefore, what Shen Xibai didn't notice was that.

In the process of communicating with Yang Le, the middle-aged man's eyes would settle on him from time to time, scanning his whole body up and down, his eyes were very complicated, vague, and there was a hint of horror hidden.

"Okay, let's go see them now." Yang Le put the pen cap back on, ready to start work.

This "they" refers to the instructors of other 'Chongyuan Academy'.

Zhang Cangying smiled and said, "Of course."

After finishing speaking, he deliberately said in a joking tone, "Miss Yang looks very young, she is only in her early twenties."

Which woman doesn't like being praised for being young, and Yang Le is no exception.

She smiled, knowing that the other party was just using an official tone, "No way, Xiao Shen is only in his early twenties, and I am no longer young."

"Xiao Shen?" Zhang Cangying pretended to be surprised.

"Yes, that's him. He just graduated from university." Yang Le pointed to Shen Xibai.

Zhang Cangying raised his eyebrows, "Really... just graduated from university?"

After speaking, he squinted his eyes again, not sure if he believed it or not.

Shen Xibai panicked inexplicably from being stared at by the other party, and his heartbeat started to speed up.

Suddenly, with a "ding", the phone in Shen Xibai's pocket rang once.

The originally domineering atmosphere also broke the deadlock because of this sudden voice.

Yang Le also seemed to have noticed all kinds of things wrong with Zhang Cangying towards Shen Xibai, she continued to smile casually on her face, but she took a step forward gracefully, firmly blocking the other party's sight of Shen Xibai.

Zhang Cangying also smiled, and looked back calmly.

Shen Xibai took out his mobile phone from his pocket in a panic, it was Yan Muqin's message.

[Sender: Yan Muqin

Little ancestor, you are really worry-free. 】