The outdated CP became popular again [entertainment circle]

Shan Juan looked around subconsciously. He still remembered that there was a live broadcast. He suppressed his heartbeat that was frightened by Lu Hechuan's words, and smiled: "I'm a good talker."

In the eyes of outsiders, the milk dog is shy.

Fortunately, Lu Hechuan didn't bother him anymore, and continued to knock on the door: "If you have any questions, you can call the guest room."

Shan Juanzhi felt that there were secrets hidden in these three girls, and he wanted to explore them. Lu Hechuan held his shoulders and led them forward: "Let's go, I will show you the room where the incident happened."

The room where the accident happened was in another corridor. There were already many people crowded in front of the door, and most of the clothes were staff of the farmhouse.

Seeing Lu Hechuan approaching, these people seemed to have finally found the backbone, and the foreman came up to report the situation in the room.

The guest in the room was dead, hit on the head by a sharp object, and the screaming person was the wife of the deceased, who had just returned from the hot spring and was being comforted by a group of waitresses.

After Lu Hechuan listened, he glanced at the lost woman in the crowd, "Call the police."

Shan Juanzhi looked at the window at the end of the stairs. It was snowing heavily outside at some point, and it was a rugged mountain road. The bus driver occasionally mentioned that there had been an avalanche accident in this area.

Sure enough, after the call to the police was made, they said they couldn't arrive for the time being.

The road was blocked by heavy snow, and people on the mountain were trapped.

The foreman grimaced: "I have arranged other rooms for the guests in a few nearby rooms. Several guests have seen it just now, and the news will probably spread soon."

Lu Hechuan looked around: "Are there no other witnesses?"

The foreman: "There is also a cleaning lady who was so stimulated that she passed out."

Lu Hechuan: "..."

Shan Juanzhi tugged at Lu Hechuan's sleeve, "Boss Ming, I'm a little cold."

He was a little pitiful, he was still wearing a thin sweater when he went out, showing his slender ankles, because he didn't expect heavy snow, and he didn't prepare thick clothes in the suitcase.

Lu Hechuan explained a few words to the foreman, and took Shan Jiazhi to his room.

As the owner of the farmhouse, Ming Yi's room is too luxurious, with a thick blanket upon entering the door, Shan Juzhi's shoes are off at the door, and is looking at the room layout, Lu Hechuan has already squatted down, took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them on Shan Juzhi at the foot.

"Lift your feet."

Shan Juan subconsciously followed suit, and when Lu Hechuan finished putting on the two slippers for him, he realized what the two of them had just done, and his cheeks blushed.

The barrage in the live broadcast room also exploded.

【What is this doing? ? ? ? 】

[Is the hand that writes millions of copyrights used to put shoes on people? 】

[Loving Hechuan szd! ! ! 】

[I've been observing these two people for a long time, they are either real or I am fake! 】

Luo Qing, who was watching the camera, couldn't understand Lu Hechuan's behavior just now with his straight male thinking, and felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird.

He turned his head and asked Li Wenlu, who was also staring at the screen, "Do you... feel that something is wrong."

Li Wenlu nodded. As a straight man, he also felt that the atmosphere was inexplicably anxious.

As for the assistants of the two artists in the room, their expressions were a little demented.

too much.

Hao Xingyun moved closer to Yuanyuan, and asked bravely, "Your family is so easy-going."

"Accommodating?" Yuanyuan sneered, staring at Lu Hechuan on the screen, "I think he is crazy."

Hao Xingyun's eyes were empty: "I think so too."

He no longer dared to watch the situation in the live broadcast room.

Shan Juzhi sat on the sofa, and Lu Hechuan went to the kitchen to make him a cup of hot cocoa. After Shan Juzhi finished drinking, he felt his body finally warmed up.

Cheng Jue was actually a little frightened seeing the bloody scene tonight, Ming Yi didn't chase him away, so he didn't take the initiative to say goodbye.

Cheng Jue had nothing to say: "Boss Ming, those paintings on the wall are so beautiful."

Ming Yi glanced casually: "I drew it."

Of course, Cheng Jue couldn't give up such a good opportunity to flatter, "Boss Ming is really amazing. Not only is the farmhouse music popular, but the paintings are also beautiful."

Ming Yi was holding a cup by himself, and raised his eyes when he heard the words, "The tone is too exaggerated."

Single Family: …………

Why don't you follow the script?

The two chatted for a while, and Cheng Jue and Ming Yi talked about the three girls who came with them.

"They seem weird." Cheng Jue scratched his head, "Everyone has a camera, but they didn't take a single photo when they went to the scenic spots today."

Cheng Jue thought of the few words he heard in the bus before he fell asleep on the way here: "I heard that they all seem to like Zuo Huo, the actor who recently turned into a perverted killer in "Shadow", does Mr. Ming know?" ?”

Ming Yi was very excited to see him, and asked: "Are you also his fan?"

"Yes, tonight I talked about Zuo Huo with them in the restaurant." Cheng Jue said with some happiness: "They know a lot of news about Zuo Huo that I haven't heard of."

Cheng Jue's identity is a college student who doesn't know much about the world, and he has no scheming. In order to match the character design, Shan Yuzhi speaks in a soft tone, turning a corner and revealing the news he knows to Lu Hechuan.

It's a pity that Lu Hechuan's focus seems to be out of line with him, "Zuo Huo? Is that Zuo Huo who has a bad temper and loves to curse at 40 years old and finally got the male third?"

Shan Juan was silenced by him again.

Cheng Jue couldn't believe it, and said angrily, "Don't slander me for nothing, Zuo Huo is a very polite gentleman."

Ming Yi lazily said: "Really? The gentleman you mentioned just broke one of my vases, two tea sets, a table and two chairs today."

Cheng Jue blushed: "Impossible!"

His voice became weaker and weaker under Ming Yi's gaze: "... Zuo Huo is a gentleman!"

Then he ran away in anger, Ming Yi clicked his tongue, thinking that this kid has a pretty big temper.

Thinking that he was still wearing the thin sweater, he found a thick coat in the closet and planned to give it to someone.

Of course, Shan Juanzhi deliberately found an excuse to run away. From the information Lu Hechuan gave him just now, the actor Luo Qing mentioned in advance in the farmhouse was Zuo Huo.

After Zuo Huo played the role of the perverted male third in "Shadow", he has not been able to play for a long time, and his mental state has problems. That's why he refused all activities during the fire and hid in this remote farmhouse.

Could this Zuo Huo be the murderer?

Cheng Jue went all the way back to the room. He was thinking about something just now. When he walked up the stairs, the cold wind blew his heels, and he realized that he had run too fast and forgot to change his shoes.

It was already early morning, and there were no people in the corridor, and the lights that had been startled by the screams were almost all turned off.

Cheng Jue clasped his arms tightly, thinking of something not so good.

As he was walking quickly towards the room, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him.

Cheng Jue's body froze, and he quickened his pace again, trying to get rid of the people behind him.

But the footsteps behind him followed very closely, no matter how fast Cheng Jue walked, he couldn't make a distance.

Shan Juzhi himself heard the footsteps and guessed who was following behind him.

The footsteps were steady, not like a woman's.

Behind him was a man, not Lu Hechuan.

Even though he knew that the world he was in was just a fantasy simulated by data, Shan Yuzhi still broke out in a cold sweat.

This feeling of being chased is too suffocating.

Shan Juzhi pursed his lips and turned into a corridor. The sound of footsteps behind him gradually approached. When Shan Juzhi couldn't help but turn his head, Lu Hechuan came out at the end of the corridor in front, with a coat draped over his arm.

The voice behind him disappeared.

Shan Juan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Ming." Shan Juanzhi walked under the light, feeling grateful for having escaped danger.

Ming Yi noticed that his expression was wrong and his head was still sweating, so he glanced at the darkness behind him and put his coat on him, "Why, did you go out to exercise?"

Cheng Jue glared at him, but he had just escaped from an unknown danger and was restless, so he didn't dare to provoke Ming Yi at all.

"No." He finally plucked up the courage to look back, let out a breath, and leaned into Ming Yi's ear, "I was followed just now."

Ming Yi's face was serious: "Are you okay?"

"Almost, luckily you showed up." Cheng determined to have lingering fear, "Mr. Ming, I dare not go back to my room."

Ming Yi: "Then you go back to my room first?"

Cheng Jue nodded eagerly, pulled Ming Yi's sleeve and walked forward: "Let's go back quickly."

Ming Yi stopped him: "Wait, go to your room to get your luggage first."

The building structure of the farmhouse is very complicated. Cheng Jue walked with Ming Yi for a long time, only to realize that in order to get rid of the people behind him, he was lucky enough to go around Ming Yi's room, so that he happened to come out to deliver clothes to him of Ming Yi.

Does this mean that the people behind him are not familiar with the environment here, otherwise they would not dare to follow him here blatantly.

When Cheng Jue was packing his luggage, Ming Yi was looking at something at the window.

"I packed it up." Cheng Jue walked to Ming Yi's side, "What are you looking at?"

Ming Yi pointed to the window directly opposite, "That's the room of the dead."

Cheng Jue paused: "What a coincidence."

Ming Yi glanced at the suitcase, "It's packed? Then let's go."

As soon as the two of them went downstairs, a gap opened in the room in the middle of the corridor, and a gust of wind blew through it, and it was closed tightly again without a sound.

Returning to Mingyi's warm room again, Cheng Jue wished he could roll twice on the carpet.

"I only have one bed here." Although Ming Yi's room is large, it doesn't have much furniture, and it looks empty and tidy.

He looked at Cheng Jue: "I don't mind sleeping together."

"I don't mind!" Cheng Jue smiled: "Mr. Ming, I really trouble you."

"I shouldn't have yelled at you just now." The milk dog is not aggressive when he is angry, but it is easier to soften his heart when he apologizes. "I just have an idol filter."

Ming Yi put on a magnanimous look: "I understand that today's young people are very intense in chasing stars."

Ming Yi's attitude was so good that Cheng Jue was even more embarrassed, "Mr. Ming, I actually don't know how to thank you."

Lu Hechuan raised his eyelids: "Really?"

Shan Juan's instinct felt that he was going to be a demon again, he hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.

Sure enough, Lu Hechuan pointed to his shoulder with a smile, "I've been working all day long, and my shoulder is sore, can you help me squeeze it?"

Shan Juan gritted his teeth and smiled: "Of course, Mr. Ming."

So, after washing, the two of them knelt on the bed, and the other sat on the bed, one behind the other... pinched their shoulders.

"Comfortable." Lu Hechuan narrowed his eyes, "Be more powerful."

Single dependent: "."

The time was speeded up, Lu Hechuan was drowsy with Shan Juzhi pinching his shoulders, and then he opened his eyes outside the window, it was already daylight, and at breakfast time, the foreman brought bad news.

An avalanche occurred at the foot of the mountain, and it was conservatively estimated that it would take five days for the police to come up.

When Shan Juanzhi heard the news, he wrapped himself in Lu Hechuan's overcoat and nestled on the sofa, holding a cup of hot milk in his hand.

When the foreman was reporting to Lu Hechuan, he secretly looked at him several times, and already had a hundred bloody guesses in his mind.

After Lu Hechuan listened casually, his eyes fell on Shan Juzhi's hair, thinking that Shan Juzhi's hair color seemed much lighter than that of the first shooting.

Lu Hechuan: "Arrange it, and five people will patrol regularly every night."

The foreman's expression became serious: "Boss, is that murderer still with us?"

Lu Hechuan said in a deep voice, "Well, nothing unexpected, something will happen tonight."

The guests in the farmhouse had already heard about what happened last night, and they were clamoring to leave here.

The foreman explained the current situation. He would stay in the same building with the murderer for at least five days, and a certain panic gradually spread in the crowd.