Super star

The dark interior is furnished like a gypsy, and there is a gorgeous beauty in the mess, with colorful shells and various crystal decorations everywhere.

This place is not easy to find, even in Lijiang where countless tourists come and go every day, this house is also along the street, but it seems to be blocked by most people, some young girls wandering past one by one, They will pass over this room unconsciously.

Unless the owner inside intends to let you in, or is here for the purpose.

Xie Huichen frowned slightly when he walked in. He didn't like such a messy place, and the chairs he could sit on were covered with peacock blue felt cushions. appearance.

He has a cleanliness addiction, although it is not serious, and he can overcome it at work, but in life, he is indeed the kind of person who cares about it.

"Please sit down."

The hostess here is very distinctive in her dress, as if she was born to sit in this kind of room. The gorgeous red nails and bright red lips may be a bit too exaggerated on others, but they are just right on her.

"I just want to know who killed him." Xie Huichen said lightly.

The hostess shrugged, "You should know my rules."

"Of course," he looked over, "don't worry I can't afford the price."

She laughed, "Sometimes I want more than just money," she smiled meaningfully, "You should know, I'm never short of money."

Xie Huizhen fell silent, and said after a while, "Then what do you want?"

The hostess poured him a glass of brightly colored drink, which was placed in a long glass goblet, which had an almost eerie beauty under the dim light.

"I'm quite interested. Why do you want to know? He has a lot of enemies."

Xie Huizhen was not surprised that she knew his purpose of coming, this woman... seemed to have everything she didn't know.

"Although I don't have any feelings for him anymore, after so many years of separation and reunion, I can't talk about how deep my affection is, and he is not the kind of man who can take care of a person to live a life," Xie Huizhen still opened. "I just want to know who it is. What makes me feel strange is that the person who killed him seems to be completely uninterested in such a large fortune."

The woman smiled casually, "Don't you ever think that someone from above wants to touch him?"

"There are traces from the superior," Xie Huizhen did not deny, "but this thunderous style does not seem to be the work of the superior, but the finishing work is obviously done by the superior. I have inquired about the news, because I have not heard any before. The rumors, so I guess, he offended someone who shouldn't be offended."

The woman snapped her fingers, "It's so smart." She took out a deck of tarot cards, "Come on, let me do the math for you once, and it's like repaying the favor I owed you back then, but explain, this is the last time .”

"Thank you." Xie Huichen sighed.

The time for counting a deck of cards was very short, and at the end, the woman gave him an answer, "The devil," she pointed at the cards with long bright red nails, "You should know what this devil is, you know it, even I have come into contact with it, and I know it is dangerous, but I didn’t take it seriously, it was it that brought death to that person.” She spoke speciously, but in fact, the answer is only half and half away from the real answer, but she deliberately used such a vague utter the sentence.

Xie Huizhen's face darkened, "Is it them... If it wasn't for me, Xu Ming wouldn't know Ba Song."

Basong is a Thai name, and the woman drooped her eyelids unobtrusively. As expected, Xu Ming knew the person from the Thai cult, and it was Xie Huiyuan who led him.

But don't underestimate the celebrity circle, it is precisely these celebrities who believe in this kind of thing the most, such as fortune-telling, amulets, and even a stage name. There are even many celebrities who are keen to raise little ghosts, and they are not afraid of being backlashed.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Xie Huichen left, the hostess blew a whistle, slowly put away the tarot cards, stood at the door and saw Xie Huichen's figure disappearing at the corner of the street, he came alone, without even an assistant.

She went back inside and opened her laptop, which was covered with colorful protective film.

Opened the group, and found that two guys in the group were enthusiastically chatting about how nonsense the appearance of various monsters in the new season of American TV series was. She double-clicked to open a new chat window.

Tarot: OK

Xihe (from the group we are all cute): He left?

Tarot: Well, I'll take care of things, don't worry

Xihe (from the group we are all cute): Thank you

The woman smiled and typed a line:

They are all my own people, thank you.

At the other end of the chat, He Wanglan couldn't help but twitched his lips when he saw these words.

In this world, there are very few ethnic groups like them. No matter what kind of monsters, they have gradually disappeared one by one in the long time. They are not as powerful as ordinary humans. Ordinary animals and plants in the world, even if they have a long life, it is difficult for them to produce offspring, so, gradually, it is too difficult for new monsters to be born, the destruction of the environment, the advancement of science and technology, the footsteps of human beings are almost all over the corners of the world, and The worsening air and increasingly hazy stars and moons made it almost impossible for new monsters to be born.

Only the few of them left, a rather limited number still live hidden in the shadows of this world.

In their group, there are not even more than fifty group members, which already includes more than 90.00% of the monsters in the country. As for Deng Yu, there are only a few of them who are not much better than ordinary people Not in the group.

Tarot is also a demon, she is not a gypsy, and she does not have the ability to divination with tarot cards, but she is a demon, of course she has her own very special abilities, tarot cards are just a cover, she does not use towers Luo Pai can also know many things.

After closing the notebook, He Wanglan thought about it, opened it again and immediately booked a ticket to Los Angeles.

"What's so funny?" There was a classmate in the dormitory who was holding a thick original document and asked casually.

He Wanglan shook her head, "It's nothing, if there is roll call during the Christmas days, please call me!"

The classmate said angrily, "Is it useful to call you? With your appearance, you seem to be under the spotlight sitting in the classroom. The teacher can see that you haven't come, okay?"

He Wanglan shrugged, "Okay then, if the old witch is happy, she can deduct attendance points." Anyway, he will miss two days of classes, and with the weekend, at least he can spend Christmas with Ding Xi in Los Angeles.

"By the way, what kind of party is going to be held in the dormitory next door? I asked you to go with me. They said that a beautiful girl from Beiying is coming. Do you want to go?"

After booking He Wanglan's air ticket, he closed his notebook, "No, you forgot what my mother does. I'm not interested in the beauties of Beijing Film Academy. I've seen many of them in the circle, so I'll leave it to you."

"That's right, you're half an insider," the classmate closed the book and said with interest, "Which celebrities have you met?"

"I haven't calculated it, but it's quite a lot."

The classmate was a little envious, and even mentioned the names of several well-known domestic actresses, and asked He Wanglan how he felt about them.

"First of all, several of the ones you mentioned are connected to TVs. I am not familiar with them at all, and I have never seen them, because I only follow Ding Xi, and he has only acted in movies and not TV series for many years. You know of."

In any case, in terms of production, TV dramas are still not comparable to movies. Ding Xi, who has been fed up with movies, is basically unwilling to accept TV dramas soon.

The classmate laughed, "By the way, you are really going to be Ding Xi's manager, aren't you joking?"

He is an outstanding student of Tsinghua University, and he knows very well that He Wanglan is the kind of talent that the professors are quite optimistic about. Even though he is only a freshman, his level in many aspects has already surpassed those of his classmates.

"How could it be a joke?" He Wanglan began to pack his things, "Ding Xi's manager is not quite easy to be."

The classmate thought about it, "Yes, the future is really promising in terms of 'money journey'."

He Wanglan smiled and didn't answer.

"By the way, remember to bring me an autograph! The one with Jenny Wallace will be even better!"

He Wanglan made an OK gesture.

Jenny Wallace is the heroine of "Blue Star Man", and she is also a popular actress in Hollywood.

After packing up his things, a classmate just came in, seeing that He Wanglan had found out his passport, he couldn't help being taken aback, "Where are you going?"

Other students don't have such a luxury that they even have to go abroad on weekends.

"Go to Los Angeles for Christmas, come back on Monday." He Wanglan said very calmly.

The classmate who just entered the door was a little uneasy, "Aren't you going to the party tomorrow?!"

He Wanglan said directly, "Zhou Tao asked me just now, so I won't go."

The student's face sank all of a sudden.

He Wanglan didn't care about him, he was about to go out with his backpack in his hand, he looked at his watch, the plane at [-]:[-] pm, if there was a bit of traffic jam on the road, he still had plenty of time to go now.

But someone blocked the door.

He Wanglan frowned, "What are you doing?"

"I've already agreed to it." The classmate's tone was a little tough.

He Wanglan just stood there, "You promised it's your business, now I have to rush to Los Angeles, classmate, please get out of the way."

Those who are familiar with He Wanglan will know that although his tone is calm at the moment, he is actually very unhappy, and the title "classmate" fully shows his indifference.

This classmate was quite ignorant, and said with a stiff neck, "I told everyone that you will definitely go."

Another classmate in the dormitory saw that there was going to be a quarrel, and hurriedly said, "Wu Qingbai, don't do this, He Wanglan has something urgent to go to Los Angeles, and you didn't ask him beforehand!"

This classmate named Wu Qingbai is tall and burly, 1.8 meters seven, but He Wanglan is not short, only two centimeters lower than him. He seldom smiles, and is also nicknamed "Bingshan Facial Paralysis" among his classmates. It is precisely because of his appearance of "stay away from strangers" that he can be around him a little clean. They manage the courtyard all the way to the physics department next door!

When he smiled, Wu Qingbai felt a little uneasy, because the look in He Wanglan's eyes made him a little timid.

"Do you know Ding Xi?"

Wu Qingbai was taken aback, of course he knew, at this moment, is there anyone who doesn't know who Ding Xi is?

"Did I forget to tell you that Ding Xi started practicing martial arts at the age of three, and I worshiped the same master as him in the same year."

Wu Qingbai's eyes widened.

He Wanglan stretched out his slender white hand, pressed it on the wooden frame inside the door, and poked a small hole in the inside of the door frame as easily as poking tofu. With a light blow, some sawdust flew to Wu Qingbai's face, "Are you sure?" Want to stop me?" He said lightly.

Wu Qingbai stepped aside reflexively.

He Wanglan easily walked out of the dormitory door, and Zhou Tao inside couldn't help but whistle, "That's so cool, buddy!"

"Small idea!" He Wanglan left the dormitory without looking back, without looking at Wu Qingbai's ugly face.

It doesn't really mean much for him to compete with these so-called "peers".

It has been a few months since he entered school now, He Wanglan has not joined any clubs, but he is not too out of gregarious, he still gives some face to the few people in the dormitory, and he is a bit colder, but university is not a middle school, originally everyone just finished their studies After class, I go back to the dormitory and go to the library. Although he often does not live in the school, there are not many local students who have houses in Beijing, but there are some, and most of them do not go home as often as He Wanglan.

The streets of Los Angeles are already full of Christmas atmosphere. When He Wanglan came, he just saw some young and beautiful girls came to give Ding Xi Christmas gifts. Because today is Christmas Eve, Director Osmond decided to let all the actors and work The staff had a day off, and it happened that Ding Xi and He Wanglan could also spend Christmas together.

"Song of Cang Yun will be released soon, right?" He Wanglan said after cooking a good meal and feeding Ding Xi.

Ding Xi nodded, "Xie Huizhen sent me an invitation to go back to attend the premiere, but I declined on the grounds that the shooting task of "Blue Star Man" was relatively heavy."

He really didn't want to see Xie Huichen for the time being.

"Your guess is correct. The Thai guy in Xie Huijiu's team should be from that cult. Even Xu Ming hooked up with those people, and it was Xie Huijiu who led the way. But in the future, they will do it with Xu Ming. I'm afraid Xie Huijiu is not very clear about how many evil things he has committed."

Ding Xi nodded, "I don't think people are very biased. Xie Huichen himself looks very clean, whether it's his eyes or his hands."

It's just that he doesn't touch it himself, but it doesn't mean he doesn't know.

He Wanglan shrugged, "Okay, leave him alone, let him deal with that cult by himself."

I don’t think it will be easy to pinch, Xie Huizhen doesn’t have that much power, Guoan can’t go to Thailand to attack, some tails in the country have been cleaned up, and the cult is also very good at cutting tails to survive, and it has been withdrawn across the board at this moment Thailand has gone, and it is too much trouble for them to clean up by themselves.

"This...was given to you by Miss Wang?"

"Well, she asked me to read for you the scripts that Uncle Ding and the others recently received that they think are better." He Wanglan took out a stack of scripts.

Ding Xi huddled in the chair, drinking the freshly squeezed juice that He Wanglan had just squeezed, "I think the martial arts one is pretty good."

"This martial arts comedy?" He Wanglan picked out what he said.

"Well, it's very fun. I laughed so hard when I read the script."

As soon as He Wanglan saw the title, he had already included this movie in his tentative plan, because this movie would bring Ding Xi his first nomination for Best Actor at a domestic film festival in his life—if nothing changed from his previous life .

However, Ding Xi's life in this life has been distorted a lot. At least in his previous life, Ding Xi will not be filming a movie directed by director Osmond in Los Angeles at this moment, but will still be the leading actor.

"This... is another invitation from a Hollywood director?"

Ding Xi nodded, "Director Osmond has already said in advance that he wants to cooperate with me, so I can't say no to it. This film appointment is directed by Johnson. After all, it's a friendship of 'sharing weal and woe'. No matter how you say it, it's hard to turn it down. "

He Wanglan was a little surprised when he saw the name of the movie. "Melinda", of course he remembered this movie, and he remembered it very clearly. This magical blockbuster adapted from a fairy tale once broke the first-day record of the Hollywood box office, and then swept the world. !

... He never expected that this film would fall into Ding Xi's hands in this lifetime.

"Ah, it's raining!" Ding Xi said suddenly.

He Wanglan raised her head, and saw that outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the lights were like starlight in Los Angeles, which was very peaceful. The raindrops falling from the sky quietly decorated the world. The raindrops fell on the glass, forming a hazy mist.

Ding Xi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with a cup in his arms, wearing a large white sweater and dark gray slacks, stepping on the carpet with bare feet, that silhouette of He Wanglan's familiar silhouette——

In just a moment, as if in just a moment, he grew up and became the appearance he often saw in his dreams.

He Wanglan stood up and walked to his side.

"Christmas, it's supposed to snow, but I heard that it hardly ever snows in Los Angeles." Ding Xi said with a smile.

He Wanglan looked at his relaxed and hearty smile, and reached out to hold his hand.

Then she turned her head and kissed him.

"Merry Christmas, dear."

Ding Xi was slightly surprised, not because of the kiss, but because of the title.

"……Honey?"

"Or another one, Sweety?"

Ding Xi: "..."

"Honey?"

Ding Xi: "..."

"It's better my dear."

Ding Xi felt that it was so stupid and naive to think that He Wanglan was an iceberg with a paralyzed face. This person is really thick-skinned, okay?

No matter how high the degree of shame is, there is no psychological pressure on him.

"I love you, Ding Xi." He Wanglan said suddenly.

Ding Xi was taken aback, and suddenly felt that these three words were far more lethal than "dear".

After living two lifetimes, he was the first person to seriously say to him...

love him.