I came back from farming Tianwen and became popular in the entertainment industry

Life always likes to joke with people.

Zhong Le feels that he has not done anything harmful, but death is always getting closer and closer to him.

In a trance, he appeared in that icy and snowy land again.

This time was different from the first time, he appeared directly under the arched door, above which were still three large characters made of dry branches.

"office"

The dry brown branches provided the only color to this vast expanse of white snow. Unlike the quietness last time, this time Zhong Le stood at the door and heard the noise inside.

Walking in as before, the three cats squatted at the four corners of the square table and were arguing, but Zhong Le couldn't hear what they were arguing about.

Looking at the empty corner of the square table, he found that the small fish he had eaten before was placed in that corner.

The yellow cat that brought him a baby fish last time stopped arguing with the other two cats and looked at Zhong Le.

The irises in the amber eyes that had turned into a line slowly turned into a circle, appearing harmless to humans and animals, not like they had just experienced a quarrel.

It said to Zhong Le warmly: "Little Yuzai put it there for you."

"Is this a dream?" Zhong Le didn't rush to eat it like last time, but asked a question that puzzled him for a long time.

"Curiosity kills the cat, Zhong Le, didn't you wake up last time you ate it?" The yellow cat didn't answer Zhong Le's question, but patted the table with its tail, urging him to eat the little fish young.

Zhong Le frowned, but still walked over to pick up the little fish. The black and white cats stopped making noise when they saw him approaching, and looked at him.

After eating it, everything began to dissipate just like before, and there was a sense of weightlessness in the body.

He vaguely heard the yellow cat say to him: "Zhong Le, I wish you the best of luck."

—

It's like dreaming that I fell down the stairs when I was taking a nap before, the feeling of weightlessness in my body disappeared instantly, and Zhong Le suddenly opened his eyes.

The last "Liu Liu Da Shun" still echoed in his ears, making his heart tremble.

"Lele, you're awake!" Tiantian yelled excitedly in his mind, his excited tone revealed the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, "Just now your life characteristics are almost in a straight line."

Zhong Le comforted Tiantian who was still in a state of shock in his heart, and combined with what Tiantian told him about his life state, he was almost sure that he had indeed walked through the gate of hell.

After his consciousness became clearer, Zhong Le carefully observed the strange environment, the lingering smell of firewood in the air, which almost gave him the illusion that he was still in Hancheng.

There was a sound of unlocking the door, and Zhong Le shrank back vigilantly. After seeing Song Yiqing who came in, he let go of the quilt.

"Are you awake?" Song Yiqing closed the door softly with his backhand, his eyes lingering on Zhong Le's face for a long time.

"En." Zhong Le's voice was still a little hoarse, and the end was swallowed up. Song Yiqing didn't know if he heard his answer, but after thinking about it, he cleared his throat and said, "I'm awake."

"You really scare people." Song Yiqing let go of his worries when he heard his slightly energetic voice, "I almost sent you to the hospital."

What Song Yiqing said was the truth. At that time, the whole group saw Zhong Le lying on Song Yiqing's back unconsciously, rushing to send them down the mountain, but the leader told them that they had already traveled more than half of the way, and that it might not be possible to send them to the village. faster.

Right now, Zhong Le is lying in the room of the village doctor.

Zhong Le also scratched the back of his head in embarrassment when he heard Song Yiqing tell the whole story.

"I'm giving you trouble."

Zhong Le lowered his head, from Song Yiqing's perspective, he couldn't see people's expression clearly.

"I've seen you pass out twice." Song Yiqing wanted to ask Zhong Le if he had any physical illness, but thinking that the relationship between the two of them was not good enough to say such a thing, he finally swallowed the words go down.

When Zhong Le heard this, he raised his head and smiled at Song Yiqing, revealing two small dimples, making it impossible to see that this is a person who just passed through the gate of hell.

"I'm a little hypoglycemic." Zhong Le told a lie, still smiling: "I'm in a rush this morning, so I didn't have breakfast."

Spreading his hands together, he said, "I fainted unexpectedly."

Song Yiqing saw that he was pulling and didn't expose him. At that time, Zhong Le's chest was pressed against his back, and the beating heartbeat could be caused by hypoglycemia?

"Lie down first." Song Yiqing touched his forehead and tucked the quilt for him.

Zhong Le didn't say much, his eyes rolled around, "Is the live broadcast still going on right now?"

Song Yiqing laughed at his words, "Zhong Le, there is no live broadcast, take a good rest." After speaking, he went out.

After Song Yiqing left, the whole room fell silent again, Zhong Le blinked and looked at the ceiling.

"Tiantian, I can't wait for people to feel happiness from me, so I'm going to reincarnate first."

"Bah! What reincarnation is not reincarnation." The little orange cat in the brain straightened its tail, showing its small canine teeth, and stomped its paws anxiously.

Zhong Le pouted, this happiness value is really a headache.At the same time, there was a person named Xia Xun staying with him in this place, and he was about to suffocate just thinking about it.

In his opinion, both of them are things that make him extremely troublesome.

—

With work at hand, Zhong Le couldn't lie down for a long time, and had to perform on stage at night. Before the performance, he had to simply ask the makeup artist to make up without makeup, and then change clothes.

Opening the door and going out, Song Yiqing took a small bench and sat outside the door unexpectedly.

"Mom!" Even Tiantian was startled in his mind.

Zhong Le also opened his eyes wide in surprise: "Have you been sitting here?"

The place where Song Yiqing was sitting happened to be the corridor, and both ends of the corridor were ventilated, so it was really cold, not to mention the time he was lying down, Song Yiqing probably sat for a long time.

"Where's He Wenwen?" My assistant wasn't there.

"Who are you talking about?" Song Yiqing had never heard of this name, and it was very unfamiliar.

Zhong Le added: "My little assistant, a young man in a black vest."

"Oh, he just went to the bathroom." Song Yiqing was invited by him temporarily, and the stool was not even hot at the moment.

"Then when he comes out of this toilet, let's go to prepare together?" This meant that Song Yiqing was invited to go there with him.

Song Yiqing stood up and said without emotion: "I don't need to prepare anything, just change clothes."

"No makeup?" Zhong Le asked back.

But after asking this question, I immediately regretted it. Looking at it now, Song Yiqing's skin condition is really good, and he can tell at a glance that he is the type of person who has a regular life schedule and knows how to maintain his health.

Song Yiqing smiled: "Do you think that everyone has two big dark circles under their eyes."

The words were a bit stinging, but they were not wrong, and Zhong Le did not refute: "Then what can I do, I can't sleep."

There was some grievance in his tone, and Song Yiqing didn't know how to reply for a while, or seeing Zhong Le's expressionless face, he would have thought Zhong Le was acting like a baby to him.

There was the sound of trotting in the corridor, and He Wenwen ran over, and before he fainted out of breath, he said, "Teacher Zhong, rest well."

Zhong Le nodded at him: "Let's go."

The performance conditions in the mountainous area are not good. At this moment, the backstage artists are crowded, and the high-ranking ones set up a small tent to sit in it. For the low-ranking ones, a few people squeeze into each other, which is fine.

Song Yiqing took Zhong Le to his tent, changed his clothes and looked at the program list.

"You sing great rivers and mountains?" When Song Yiqing spoke, Zhong Le was asking a makeup artist to apply concealer to his dark circles.

"Yes, this song fits the occasion."

"Then you are getting serious with people."

When Zhong Le heard this, he didn't care about the dark circles under his eyes, and asked anxiously: "Who is it wrong with? Why didn't the program team tell me?"

It's time to go out and be scolded again, he can't bear to be scolded now, if he scolds too much, Zhong Le will almost die.

"In front of me or behind me?" Without waiting for Song Yiqing to answer, Zhong Le asked again, if he was behind him, he would be less scolded.

Seeing Zhong Le's anxious appearance, Song Yiqing couldn't bear to tell him, "In front of you, Xia Xun."

The makeup artist turned Zhong Le's little head back, and continued to use concealer to cover the dark circles under her eyes.

At this moment, Zhong Le was in no mood at all, and had no strength to speak: "Song Yiqing, are we sworn brothers?"

"What's the matter?" He mentioned brother again, is this person suffering from the aftereffects of worship?

"I'm going to run."

Zhong Le went on to say: "I won't record it anymore." His own life is more important.

After saying this, even the hands of the make-up artist who had been silent all this time trembled.

Before Song Yiqing finished digesting these two sentences, Zhong Le added another sentence: "It's a brother, so help me cover."