Unconventional Raiders [Quick Transmigration]

Soon the rescuers came. A luxury car stopped at the entrance of the restaurant. Two sturdy men in black came down and blocked the reporters with their bodies. Xue Chu nodded slightly at them, and then pulled Qinglang into the car. inside.

"Bang—" until the door was closed forcefully, Qinglang breathed a sigh of relief, Xue Chu let go, and lay half on the seat as if his body had softened. He took off the mask and sunglasses, revealing The perfect face and slightly squinted eyes look like a lazy leopard.

The hand that had been tightly held all this time still had the warmth of Xue Chu, and Qing Lang was a little dazed, feeling a little lost in his heart, but soon he raised his head, "Didn't you leave first, male god?"

Xue Chu's face was dim in the dark car, he tilted his head slightly, glanced at Qinglang with his long and narrow eyes, and stretched out his hand to scrape his bags under the eyes with his fingertips.

"It's because of me that you encountered those unhappy things," Xue Chu withdrew his hand and said lazily with his hands in his pockets. The posture in the car was not as elegant as it was in the restaurant, but with a kind of casualness. Pursing her lips, "I should have saved you."

[The male god is so handsome!So gentle! ]

Qing Qing's heart almost jumped into his throat. He didn't expect to gain so much by taking the initiative. Suddenly he was a little grateful to the waiter. God's help. He blushed and scratched his head. Just as he was about to speak, he was stopped by a voice broken.

"Just drinking a cup of coffee, you acted like a hero saving the beauty in front of the media, should I applaud you?" The man sitting in the passenger seat poked his head out and cast a cold glance at Qing Lang, seeing The Doraemon pajamas he was wearing on his face became even more serious, and he quickly turned his gaze on Xue Chu.

Qing Lang was startled by his sharp stare. He found that this man was no worse than Xue Chu. He had short silver-white hair dyed, and his eyes were dark and heavy under the slanted bangs. A hostility.

"The male god is because of me..." Qing Lang frowned, seeing that the man's tone was bad, he couldn't let the male god be blamed because of him, but he was interrupted roughly before he finished speaking.

"What I need now is not an explanation from you, a passer-by!" The man narrowed his eyes dangerously, and said two words coldly, "Xue Chu."

Compared with the tense atmosphere in the car, Xue Chu still had a smile on his face. Facing the man's ugly face, he just smiled lightly, and said in a calm tone, "Zihan, I was negligent this time. I have already passed the test." The media conveyed that this incident was a meal with newcomers, I think they probably only wrote that I treat newcomers well."

Only after hearing the name Qinglang did he know that this man was Xue Chu’s manager, You Zihan, and Xue Chu was the one with the red hand. He couldn’t help but look at him a few more times, shaking his head inwardly. The other party really didn’t look like an elite man. A manager looks like a rock singer.

After hearing this, You Zihan's face softened a little, and he glanced back and forth at Qingming, "Since the matter is already like this, we can only follow along."

Under clear and puzzled eyes, Xue Chu raised his hand and pinched his fleshy cheeks, his voice was intoxicatingly magnetic, and there was a hint of a smile.

"Little fan, I'm going to do a full set of the play, I'm afraid you have to go with me to the set."

"..." Qing Lang looked confused, what's the matter?

Following Xue Chu, he got out of the car and walked through a remote alley. At the exit, he saw a slightly old building. The staff walked past him from time to time, and the surrounding area was covered with a layer of black cloth to block light. One of the workers, carrying a bucket full of red liquid, poured it towards the building with a spoon.

After observing for a while, Qing Lang understood, she had a strange expression on her face, this is a ghost movie!

He looked at Xue Chu in front of him sadly, why not take an ordinary relationship with him, he can also act in the bed scene as he is, ghost movie, you don't need to think about it, you know he will be assigned to play the role of soy sauce.

Xue Chu was talking to a bearded man with a cigarette in his mouth, when he saw the man pat him on the shoulder vigorously, strode over and looked at Qing Lang for a while, then said in a rough voice, "No problem, in fact, it's not a problem to put on makeup. It's the same, no acting skills are needed."

Qing Lang was a little confused. Seeing the makeup artist walking towards him, he subconsciously wanted to take a few steps back, but Xue Chu suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"Don't be afraid, it's very simple." Xue Chu turned his head and softly comforted his ear. He leaned very close, Qingqing even saw the delicate tear mole at the end of his eye, every casual look seemed to be It's hooking everyone's mind.

Their postures at this time were a bit ambiguous. Many staff members said they didn't see it. Only You Zihan looked straight at him with ice in his eyes. In the end, he didn't say anything, just snorted coldly.

"Male god, I have no problem." Qing Qing's heart was soothed in this way, he nodded to Xue Chu, and then the other party let go of his hand.

Sunny obediently took the white nightgown that the costumer asked him to put on, obediently asked the makeup artist to put on a long wig, and finally blocked the staff who were about to greet him with red liquid on their hands.

"Wait!" Qing Lang couldn't obey anymore, she leaned back and stared at the scarlet hand in front of her with wide eyes.

"What are you doing?" the staff spoke with a Sichuan accent.

"What are you going to do with blood on me? I haven't put on makeup yet!"

"What kind of makeup are you putting on, just smear some blood." After finishing speaking, the staff member stretched out his hand to smear his face when he was in a daze, and then nodded with satisfaction and left.

"..." The wet liquid slid down the face to the corner of the mouth, Qing Lang subconsciously stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked it.

Sweet.

"Is blood delicious?"

Hearing the voice, Qing Lang raised his head, and saw Xue Chu sitting not far away for the makeup artist to apply makeup, perhaps because of his role, his fair face was painted wheat-colored, and the moles at the corners of his eyes were also covered by foundation. His eyebrows were thickened, and in just a short while, he changed from an elegant aristocrat to a sporty sunny man.

He didn't look over, but to Qing Lang who fell asleep listening to his voice every day, the voice was so recognizable, he didn't expect his inadvertent actions to be discovered, and his face began to burn.

[I didn't expect that I could act with a male god...]

The voice of the original owner became erratic. In fact, Qinglang also found it unbelievable. He planned to take advantage of the victory to chat with Xue Chu, but he was intercepted by the director halfway.

"See!" The director stretched out his foot and stomped on the ground a few times, speaking loudly to Qing Lang. The big beard on his face made him look gangster, "You will stand here later, Xue Chu When it comes, you rush over! Grab him by the neck! Make a fierce face to tear him apart! Then he will push you away, and then you will have nothing to do with him."

"Oh... oh!" Qing Lang's ears hurt from the shock, and he subconsciously nodded his head indiscriminately. After the other party left, he suddenly realized that he didn't hear much at all.

It seems to be... throwing Xue Chu down? "!"

The cold wind blows the fallen leaves on the ground. Xue Chu stepped on the dead leaves, making a small sound. With a cold light.

A few days ago, he made an appointment with two good brothers to explore here, but he didn't go that day because he was unwell, and as a result, he never heard from them again.

After calling the police, the police surveyed the scene and found traces of someone who had been there, but they still did not find anyone, so they determined that the missing friend had gone to other places.

He stretched out his hand and pushed, and the door was easily opened from the outside, with a sharp "creak—" sound. He turned on the flashlight and walked in. When he stepped inside, he felt that a cold breath enveloped his whole body. He trembled slightly and breathed in the air. There is a damp smell in the nose.

"Xinjie! Fenghe!" Xue Chu yelled, and the bright light from the flashlight saw only the dilapidated and dusty, but he could not get any response, only the cold wind whistling in the depths, he pressed his lips tightly, and finally just Can go deeper.

Qinglang was standing at a corner. There were cameras and staff stationed not far away from him. When he heard Xue Chu's call, his body became agitated. As soon as he raised his head, he was yelled at by the staff in a low voice.

"Look down!"

Qing Lang hurriedly lowered her head, looking forward to the scene with Xue Chu in her heart.

Xue Chu suddenly felt a chill on his neck. He reached out and touched the back of his neck, and his fingers were stained with liquid. He withdrew his hand and his face became shocked for a moment. ceiling.

"Nothing..." He murmured in a low voice, his handsome eyebrows were full of confusion, there were only insect-like cracks on the ceiling, he could only put down the flashlight when he saw this, and continued to walk forward.

The only sound in the empty corridor was his rapid breathing. The fear from the darkness made his pace slower and slower, and he became more alert to his surroundings.

Just at a corner, Xue Chu met a pair of blood eyes full of deep hatred, his long hair almost covered the opponent's facial features, and he could vaguely see that his face was covered with scarlet blood.

Xue Chu forgot to breathe at this moment, and watched the opponent approaching madly step by step with a stiff body, and even a trace of blue veins could be seen in the stretched out pale arms.

Xue Chu knew this scene by heart. The ghost would pinch his neck. He only needed to struggle for a while, and then pushed away. The story is not the main horror, but a warm drama covered in horror.

The ghost played by Qinglang is gradually approaching. His feet are on the sliding wooden plank, and the staff pushes him forward slowly.

Xue Chu felt a sense of disobedience, as if Qing Lang's hand wasn't raised high enough?

It was too late for him to make a sound to remind him, but Qing Lang suddenly jumped up under everyone's shocked eyes, and threw him to the ground with his hands still tightly hugging his waist.

director:"……"

staff member:"……"

They were so close that Xue Chu could see his eyes covered by his hair, his face smeared with blood was obviously ferocious and terrifying, but his eyes were staring at him brightly.

Like a puppy, Xue Chu's heart skipped a beat.

Seeing this scene, You Zihan laughed angrily, and the smile didn't reach his eyes, and he sharply accused the director, "What did you do! What's wrong with such a simple scene?"

At this time, the director also reacted, stood up and yelled twice, "Cut! Cut! Who, didn't I tell you how to act just now?"

When Qing Lang heard this, she also understood that she had misbehaved, she laughed and said nothing, but when she withdrew her hand, she touched Xue Chu's waist vigorously.

"..." Xue Chu raised his eyebrows and glanced at him.

When the director wanted to say something, Xue Chu got up and waved at him, "Director, he is not used to acting for the first time, let's do it again."

Naturally, his attitude towards Xue Chu would not be as simple and rude as Qing Lang's. The director nodded and his tone slowed down, "All right, I'll tell you about the play again, don't make any mistakes this time!"

There is a limit to everything, Qing Lang honestly remembered what the director said, in fact, no acting skills are really needed, and the scene is over soon.

Xue Chu continued to act out the next scene. Qinglang didn't remove her makeup on purpose, and squatted in a corner with a horrible look, her hair was pulled back by him, revealing her face was blood red, and her round eyes stared straight at the other party. .

Xue Chu was completely involved in the play when he performed the emotions, as if he had become another person. Every scene was a passage, and he watched the clear and dark worship and obscenity.

But soon he was shrouded in a shadow. A pair of long legs in black leather pants appeared in front of him. Following the uniform line of the legs, he saw a pure white shirt with a tie hanging loosely on the collar. He looked up again He met You Zihan's sharp eyes.

"You can change clothes and leave."

"..." Qing Lang, who had his thoughts broken, had to dawdle and change his clothes. What was disgusting was that You Zihan didn't plan to give him a ride at all. He didn't want to take a look at the set, and turned to leave.

[Male god, see you tomorrow! ]

"you are leaving?"

Qing Lang immediately stopped and turned around, and saw Xue Chu walking towards him, smiling very sunny and handsome because of his makeup, without the usual monstrous aura but it still made his heart go numb.

"Well, I should go..." Qing Lang said so, but instead took two steps towards Xue Chu.

"I had a very interesting day today, and your performance is not bad." Xue Chu approached Qinglang, stretched out his hand and pinched his face, he turned to look at You Zihan, "Zihan, he also helped me a lot, please arrange Send him back."

Youzihan frowned when he heard this, and cast a cold glance at Qinglang, "Got it."

Threatened by You Zihan's eyes full of murderous intent, Qinglang really had to leave now, he turned his head three times at a step, waved his hands, and finally did not forget to shout, "God, your acting is really top-notch!"

Xue Chu also raised the corners of his lips, but the smile in his eyes was faint, his eyelids drooped, his lips moved, and he spoke in a voice that only he could hear.

"Is the acting first-rate...?"