Countdown [entertainment]

The severe pain imagined did not come, and the moment Jiumu slowly opened his eyes, he even wondered if he had come to heaven.

Yin Qing was still in a dazed state, lying obediently under Jiumu's body, staring at him with peach blossom eyes.

Only then did Jiu Mu realize that the posture of the two of them was a bit ambiguous, and he quickly got up with his arms. Just at this moment, the door was knocked open, and Cao Kun rushed in with a group of policemen.

"Are you okay?" Yin Qing, who was lying on the ground like a corpse, startled him, and asked quickly.

Yin Qing simply put her arms behind her head in this position, raised her eyelids, and lazily replied: "It's okay."

After knowing that he was safe and sound, Cao Kun no longer wanted to pay attention to him, and instead asked Jiumu: "Just now..."

Cao Kun refrained from asking Jiumu why he said "kill him directly", after all, it was a matter of life and death, and the sniper could not be blamed for obeying his orders because he was in a hurry.

He found that Jiumu had been staring at the room, followed his gaze, and was suddenly startled.

——The explosive package has exploded, but the detonator tube is empty. Obviously, no gunpowder was put in it, only a spring with a note was ejected.

Cao Kun walked over, Jiumu followed behind him.

There are three words written on it - all be damned.

"This..." Yang Lei and Ying Zhi, who also came along, looked at each other in blank dismay. No one thought that the explosive package that was tense earlier was empty, and there was a line of threatening writing.

"Go and check." Cao Kun ordered with a sullen face: "Explosive. There is also this word."

No one noticed that there was a momentary loss of concentration in Jiumu's eyes. These three characters were block letters, sharp and powerful, and he recognized them.

——It's Ji Haoran's handwriting.

He said nothing, however, and stood silently aside.

The policemen were busy in front of him, and the figures of everyone gradually overlapped in his sight, blurred into one piece, and could no longer be seen clearly.

Yin Qing has always wanted to meet Jiumu alone, but for three or four days, Jiumu seemed to have disappeared from the world, neither going home nor going to the agency.

He ran to ask his agent, but they ignored him. Yin Qing accidentally chatted with his assistant about this issue one day. Gu Yiyang said that it would be strange if he would talk to you. I guess you are now in Jiumu's entire brokerage company. on the blacklist.

It was only then that Yin Qing remembered that she had bad-mouthed Jiumu in front of fans that day, and now the whole internet was blackmailing him.

Although he was sober and deeply aware of his mistake, Chu Yujing still scolded him and ordered him to apologize, and then invited him to assist in the performance.

Love: :)

In fact, that day when Jiu Mu thought it was an explosion. After the explosive package exploded and protected herself under her body, Yin Qing felt that she owed him an apology.

After all, Jiumu did not tell the police the truth until Cheng Yihui died.

In three days, there will be Tang Xinqing's memorial service. Before the memorial service, a charity auction was held in her name, auctioning off the last things Tang Xinqing left in the brokerage company, signing albums and autographed photos, and selling all the funds obtained. Donated to the welfare association to fund Jiangyi's orphanage.

Lin Mo and Tang Xinqing belong to a brokerage company, and Lin Mo's father, Lin Zhaoshi, is a well-known philanthropist in Jiangyi, so the brokerage company and the Lin family jointly held this auction. Yin Qing knows that whether it is with Tang Xinqing or Lin Zhao Because of Shi Shi's relationship, Jiu Mudu will definitely come.

Anyway, Cheng Yihui was dead, Yin Qing swaggered back to Yin's house, did not say a word to his father, took out a black suit and left the villa.

As soon as he walked out, he retreated and ran to the yard to look for Yan Chenxi for a long time, and finally found his mother on the swing by the fountain.

"Oh my son!" Yan Chenxi jumped up from the swing, put her arms around his neck on tiptoe, looked around, and almost poured out Yin Qing's internal organs for inspection.

"Some time ago you were taken away. I was dying of anxiety. That kid Mu Yuxue said that you had come back safe and sound. I was relieved. Why did you come to see me now!"

Yan Chenxi was dissatisfied.

"I didn't get arrested, it was that idiot Pei Che who came up with a trick to invite me to his event, and now I'm not doing well." The corners of Yin Qing's lips curled into a lazy arc: "Mom, here's a present for you. "

Yan Chenxi's eyes lit up: "What?"

"A puppet." Yin Qing took out her mobile phone and showed her the photo: "Tang Xinqing's, it's a pity that no one takes care of it. You haven't always liked cats, or you kept them."

"Tang Xinqing..." Yan Chenxi's eyes darkened: "Such a cute girl is gone, but luckily the murderer was killed, that idiot Cheng Yihui, I heard your father mention him a few times, long If you look so ugly, you are not a good person! I am so mad!"

It was because she was so lovable that she was forced into this fate.

Yin Qing didn't speak.

"Then mom, I'll go first, there will be an auction for Tang Xinqing later." Yin Qing said.

"Go, buy me an autograph of hers, and let me learn how fairies maintain their beauty."

Yin Qing: "."

The auction was in the urban area, Jiumu didn't take anyone with him, and drove there alone.

After all, it was Tang Xinqing's last wish to support the orphanage. The brokerage company did not deliberately conceal the news of this auction, and many fans of Tang Xinqing came to participate.

Naturally, the media and reporters would not let go of any opportunity to hype, even if they were eating human blood buns, and gathered around the venue early on.

Jiumu wore sunglasses. He is one of the most anticipated targets of the media now that he is surrounded by negative news. Even if the security guards at the venue cleared the way, his car still drove in at a slow speed.

Finally going down to the underground garage, Jiumu parked the car and walked out with a blank expression.

The moment the elevator door slowly closed, a hand suddenly reached in and grabbed the elevator door.

Jiumu pressed the button to open the door, and a panting man followed in and thanked him.

The elevator slowly ascended, and the man next to Jiumu suddenly raised his mobile phone, and his voice was a little excited: "Hi Mr. Jiu, do you know that Yin Qing will also come to the auction?"

Jiumu immediately realized that this was also a paparazzi reporter, so he ignored it.

That person took the risk and squatted to the other person involved. This is the first-hand information. The other colleagues are still blocked by security guards outside the building. Sure enough, if they don't enter the tiger's den, they won't catch the tiger's cub.

He continued to spit out a series of questions like a cannonball: "Mr. Jiu, do you know that Yin Qing said that you are not worthy of CP speculation with him? Then what is your opinion? Is it your personal wish to tie up CP with him or is it a company hype? ? It is true that Yin Qing's fame and status can make you popular, so do you personally hope to be able to fry CP with him?"

Jiumu covered the sunglasses that had been hung on top of his head when he got off the car, and looked straight ahead without turning his head.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the reporter stretched out his arm when the elevator arrived and the door opened, trying to stop Jiumu from going out.

Jiumu suddenly stopped, turned his face to the side, raised his eyes slightly, and repeated with a slightly upward tone: "Yin Qing?"

The boy's eyes lit up: "Yes!"

Just listen to the cold voice and continue: "Who?"

"Hi Mr. Jiu, here is your number plate." A staff member at the entrance of the auction said respectfully.

Jiumu nodded: "Thank you. Also, there is an entertainment reporter in the underground garage, please deal with it."

The staff was surprised, thanked him quickly, and trotted to report to the superior.

Jiumu chose a corner seat and sat down, waiting for the auction to start.

"Do you mind if I sit here?" Suddenly a familiar voice sounded from the side, Jiumu turned his head and met Yin Qing's eyes.

Jiu Mu felt that this scene looked a little familiar, just as she was about to say she minded, Yin Qing sat down next to him and raised her eyes: "I won't give you a chance to say mind me."

Jiumu: "."

Fine.

Yin Qing sat quietly beside Jiumu, and didn't say much.

Soon, the lights dimmed and the auction began.

Tang Xinqing's items are not too many, even so, the first few items were all auctioned by the same person, and the price was dozens of times higher than the auction price, many fans could only sigh in amazement.

"The next one is a signed still photo of Tang Xinqing's participation in the TV series "Entering the Battle". The starting price is 1 RMB, and the price will not be lower than [-] each time."

Yin Qing remembered that Jiu Mu also participated in this drama.

He turned his head, and sure enough, Jiumu pressed the price increase button.

That person started raising the price again, and Jiumu kept bidding with him as if he was bound to win the lot.

In the end, there were only the two of them left. Jiumu raised the price, and that number followed suit. Jiumu's price soared to 33, and that number still followed closely.

Yin Qing leaned over and directly increased the price by [-] on the button next to Jiumu.

A figure in front stood up angrily and looked back.

Seeing that it was the eldest son of the Pei family, the audience was in an uproar.

"It really is Pei Che." Jiumu said flatly.

"If you don't pay more, you will know how to use your identity to pressure you, this idiot..." Yin Qing also stood up, and the noise of the audience became louder.

Seeing that it was Yin Qing who was fighting against him, Pei Che was startled, gave him a sad look, sat down in desperation, and didn't raise the price.

Tang Xinqing's signed stills of "Entering the Battle" was taken down by Jiumu.

Looking at Jiumu with praising eyes, the latter said indifferently: "You took the picture, remember to pay, I don't have any money."

"...If I don't directly add 40, you two's bids will reach more than [-]."

Jiumu: "Then I won't follow, just give it to him."

"..." Yin Qing rolled her eyes in her heart: "Okay, I originally planned to take a photo of something for you, as an apology gift."

"Apologize?" Jiumu glanced at him: "What are you apologizing for?"

"Say in front of fans that you don't deserve to fire CP with me."

"Oh." Jiumu's tone was calm: "It's okay. I just said who Yin Qing is in front of the reporter. It's evened out."

Yin Qing: "...?"

WTF?Why didn't he know when it happened?

The atmosphere between the two returned to the previous tranquility, and Yin Qing finally spoke after a long time: "Also, it was not my people who ordered the killing of Cheng Yihui."

After thinking about it, he added: "The police thought you said that sentence."

"What?" Jiumu was startled, then turned his head: "It wasn't an order from the police?"

"No. It's not my family's power either."

"How is it possible..." Jiumu murmured.

"Did Cheng Yihui plan to say something to you before he died?" A coldness flashed in Yin Qing's eyes, she leaned over and lowered her voice: "Jiu Mu. Kill people to silence you."

Jiumu's eyes were a little dazed, and he opened his mouth slightly.

"Your father..." Yin Qing stopped, he felt that even if he asked Jiumu about these secrets, he would not tell him.

Unexpectedly, Jiu Mu himself spoke up, and said slowly: "My dad has always treated me lukewarm since I was a child, and I always feel that there is something between us when we get along. After Cheng Yihui said those things to me, I have go……"

He paused for a long time, his voice tinged with bitterness: "I went for a paternity test."

He didn't speak any more, and the result was self-evident.

Yin Qing was shocked for a long while, and there was a slight hole in Jiumu's eyes that were always clear and indifferent in his sight, as if...something had been stripped out.

Yin Qing felt that she should say something to comfort him, but Young Master Yin's temperament has never done anything to comfort others. He racked his brains and thought for a long time but failed. He just planned to give Jiumu a hug, but who knew the consequences? Calm was restored soon.

"Yin Qing, I want to chat with you. After the memorial service." Jiumu said.

Yin Qing looked at him: "Okay."

The mourning meeting was not made public, and only Tang Xinqing's close friends and friends attended, not many business people.

Originally, Tang Xinqing's agency wanted Jiumu to be the host, but he refused, saying that someone was more suitable than him.

Even if the scale is small, every detail is refined. The scenery, background music, and commentary are all impeccable.

Pei Che stood on the stage, wearing a dark black suit, with a white flower pinned to his chest. The usual hip-hop smile on the boy's face disappeared, replaced by a calm and focused look, as well as a trace of mourning.

All of Tang Xinqing's film and television collections since her debut were slowly played on the big screen. The classic footage combined with that exquisite and beautiful face traced back to all the visitors the golden age that belonged to Tang Xinqing.

The girl in the picture is still innocent and lively, with a sweet and moving smile as if she has never been hurt.

Her smile has given many fans the motivation to live on, making them believe that life is still beautiful. Some people laughed and said that they hoped that the actress' smile would be fixed at this moment forever.

——But it is really frozen in this moment forever.

Yin Qing was a little surprised. He found that Jiumu and himself were both holding a large bouquet of roses, which seemed quite out of place among the white lilies and chrysalis.

Standing beside Jiumu, Yin Qing watched the guests place flowers next to Tang Xinqing's coffin one after another, and said slowly, "She is a rose."

It can be regarded as his wish.

Jiumu thought to herself, in the next life, let's be an ordinary girl. I don't want to be beautiful, but I just want to be innocent.

He walked at the end, and slowly put down the brightly colored rose in his hand: "She is also a butterfly."

She is hot and dazzling.

She is youthful in an instant.

Let life be beautiful like summer flowers And Death like autumn leaves.

——Tagore's "Flying Birds".

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- There is also a little fluffy fox in the column stretching out its claws to beg for advance [Star Eyes]