It is appropriate to change people today [entertainment circle]

will die……

Ming Gu Ying wanted to laugh dryly, but the topic involved life and death, he couldn't even move the corners of his mouth, he just froze.

Mo Ling's appearance is originally cold and unique, and when he is interested, his eyes will show charm, but if he smiles lightly like now, he has a kind of ethereal and fragile beauty.

Ming Guying had nowhere else to look but to stare at Mo Ling.

The sadness in her expression does not seem to be fake, and there is no trace of joking.

"Don't want to ask me more?" Mo Ling broke the silence.

Ming Juying didn't know what to ask at all, and finally said dryly: "Why...he died."

Mo Ling finally waited for the question, lowered his eyes and smiled: "Because..."

She paused, then took out her mobile phone, searched for something, finally settled on a picture, and handed it to Ming Guying.

Ming Guying took it and looked at it.

is a painting.

In the painting are two women who have the same appearance, hug each other intimately, and stare at the viewer indifferently.The color of the picture is very light, and the style of the characters is not realistic, but closer to cartoons, thus presenting a strange beauty.

Even though Ming Guying has seen a lot of paintings recently, he still doesn't understand painting.The only thing he can be sure of is that these two women...

Much like Moring.

Mo Ling swiped the screen again, and there were several paintings of the same style.The subjects are still the two women, but the poses and clothes are different.

"Have you seen it?" Mo Ling asked.

Ming Guying was still looking at the screen and shook her head: "No..."

"He's quite famous." Mo Ling slid up.

These pictures turned out to be selected pictures in a news article, and the title was - "The Disappearing Painter: Mo Shan."

When Ming Juying saw the name, he vaguely thought of something, but he didn't pay attention to the art circle, and he probably heard someone mention it in a chat, so the impression was very thin.

But when he recited silently again, he noticed the character Mo in the surname, and hurriedly asked: "This is..."

"Father." Mo Ling put away the phone and said two words lightly.

When Ming Juying heard these two words, the vague impression just now became clear.

He had indeed heard people chatting before when he was on the set.

At that time, an actor in the group had an affair with Mo Ling, and someone mentioned that Mo Ling looked very similar to a character drawn by a painter, and had the same surname as the painter, and there was some discussion about whether she was the painter's daughter .

But that painter had sealed his pen and disappeared several years ago.He has biological children, and he has come forward to deny the rumors that Mo Ling is related to his father.

Looking at his expression, Mo Lingguang knew that he must have heard something, and added: "But it's not a father in the traditional sense."

She smiled again: "It's not an illegitimate daughter either."

Those three words did flash through Ming Juying's mind just now. Hearing Mo Ling's denial, she scratched her face in doubt: "Then..."

Mo Ling raised his face: "I've thought about it for a long time, should I tell you. I still think you should be able to accept it..."

"what?"

"I'm not human." Mo Ling said softly.

……

Ming Juying was stunned for a while, her mind seemed to be in a mess, but in fact she didn't think about anything, she just nodded: "...ah."

He accepts... really accepts.

Ming Guying wiped her face, didn't want to think about how to ask without offending, and said directly: "Then sister Ling, you are..."

Seeing his reaction, Mo Ling laughed: "As expected, you can."

Although she has always looked calm, she seems to be relieved now, and said in a deep voice: "I am the person in the painting."

"In the picture?"

"Yeah." Mo Ling looked at his phone with a black screen, "I'm the person in Mo Shan's painting."

Ming Guying doubted what she heard for a moment, and silently recited it a few times, but she still couldn't get distracted.

Monsters... are still a common concept.But what are the people in the painting?

"Mo Shan, since he was 15 years old, he has been drawing the same picture, two women with the same appearance." Mo Ling looked calm, "5 years, 10 years, 15 years, 30 years. He has been painting the same thing. Just these two women. It was all his teenage, young, middle-aged fantasies."

"This kind of paranoid single-mindedness gave him the identity of an artist. It became his style, his characteristics. Finally, I appeared."

Mo Ling's eyes flickered: "I am the person in his painting."

·

When Gua woke up, Mo Ling had already left.

He completely thought that he fell asleep first, and nervously pulled Ming Juying to ask for a long time if he was snoring or drooling in his sleep.

He didn't ask Mo Ling about the organization anymore, it was like Mo Ling's "hypnosis", he didn't hear anything and just fell asleep.

On the way back to the mountain, Brother Gua still wanted to pester Ming Juying to continue the previous emotional topic, but seeing that Ming Juying was not motivated, it was fine.

Back home, Ming Juying played games with Brother Gua and Brother Liu for a while, and then went straight into the room when it was almost done.

He turned on the phone first, hesitated for a while at He Bule's call, and finally didn't dial.I thought to myself that I would see you tomorrow, and that I would be able to ask questions tomorrow after listening to Mo Ling's words today.

Ming Guying was stunned for a while, and finally took out the drawstring bag.

The red and black bars drawn today are respectively: "Must! Feed." and "Forbidden! Grab the TV with the third brother."

After returning to the mountain, the instructions of the red and black bars were very plain and simple, and there was nothing wrong with them for a few days.

Ming Juying has not figured out the rules of her own red and black stripes until now. Judging from the recent situation, they will only bring a lot of strong instructions and tricks when they are related to Shaoye.

Ming Juying has long accepted the fact that her drawstring bag is mutating around Shaoye, and the specific reason will have to wait for them to study it slowly.Why not come to Xiaozhao Mountain tomorrow to solve this problem.

And because He Bule, an organization member who seemed to know a lot, suddenly stepped in, he was always too lazy to delve into the secrets of his strip bag alone.

Ming Juying knew that now, whether it is the master, He Bule, or even Shao Ye, they all know something that they don't know.Maybe it's because he doesn't want to say it, maybe it's not the right time, maybe it's because of the silence, in short, whether it's about the organization or about himself, he is the one who knows the least.

He didn't think there was a problem with this at first, after all all the solutions were in progress, it wasn't that he wasn't curious or didn't care, but he wasn't so anxious.

But today he saw Mo Ling's urgency.This urgency made him realize his laziness.

Moring told him everything about himself.

She has a bizarre life experience, complex abilities, and is alone in the world looking for her place, bearing countless rumors and gossip, waiting for a fate that is not enviable in the eyes of others.

She even wants to continue to fight. She came to Ming Guying today just to exchange some information with him, so as to calculate in advance whether she has the possibility of being selected by the organization.

At that time, Ming Juying didn't hesitate after hearing this, and directly began to recall what Bai Cancan and He Bule said in her heart, what would be useful to Mo Ling.

Seeing that he didn't hesitate, Mo Ling suddenly interrupted him before he was about to speak, and asked, "Xiaoying. Have you never thought that we might be competitors?"

"what?"

"Now you listen to me, I will die if I don't join the organization, so you want to help me right away?" Mo Ling said, "Then have you ever thought about yourself? Have you thought about Shaoye? Wanhuobao and Yu Miss Ke?"

"..."

"Your abilities can be eliminated, or can't be separated like mine. What if you all die? If the organization only chooses one person, the others must disappear from this world?"

Ming Juying was majestic for a few seconds, then finally shook his head and said: "...No."

"I don't want to say whether it will happen or not. Maybe things won't be so serious and scary. After all, many artists have participated in their shows, and there are indeed very few who disappeared after participating. But, you always have to make some bad plans. "

"It's like me. Isn't it weird that I came to you for help, and now I remind you to be careful?" She lowered her head and smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's because, I believe, even if you realize that we may become A life-and-death relationship will tell me everything you can say. This is my judgment on you. Even if my judgment on you is wrong, I can still use my ability to continue to tell me everything I want to hear. "

Ming Juying was stunned for a while, and finally smiled: "Then I really have nothing to do. But sister Ling..."

He tried to make himself seem reliable: "Nothing can be so bad. There must be a solution, and we can think about it together, everyone."

……

Ming Guying stared at the drawstring bag placed on the small table, propped up her face, and sighed.

He dared to comfort and encourage Mo Ling like that, but he didn't know where the confidence came from.Maybe why not?Maybe Shaoye?Maybe it's the master?It may also be that Bai Taibai and Bai Cancan are a bit naive, don't you think the world over there is terrible?

Ming Guying fiddled with the bag, hesitating whether to draw an IOU.

After the experiment with Shao Ye the night before, he never touched IOUs again.

In the end, he didn't draw directly, but took out a few pieces of paper, tore them into small strips, and put one into the drawstring bag first, trying to talk to the drawstring bag.

His note was very simple, just two words.

"Are you there."

After stuffing it, Ming Juying immediately reached out and touched it.

But nothing.

Ming Juying was startled, this was the first time he couldn't draw anything out of the drawstring bag.

Did it mutate again?

While thinking blankly, he wrote "Are you there?" "Can you talk to me?" "Hello" on the paper.

After writing for a long time, he finally came to his senses, tore up this part, kneaded it, and threw it aside.

This is too much like having a serious business on WeChat and not saying that you have been there all the time!

Maybe... It's not that the white strip has mutated, but that it doesn't want to reply to some irrelevant bullshit?

Ming Juying thought for a while, remembered what He Bule had said to him, wrote a note and stuffed it in.

"If I ask you about the future, can you answer me?"

He Bule said that his drawstring bag has the ability of prophecy.It's just that he has always been on the side of passively receiving information, and never thought of asking questions actively to obtain predictions about the future.

If he can really talk to the drawstring bag, let the drawstring bag tell him what he wants to know, and use it for him, then his ability will completely jump to another level.

If it is used well, in case of any dangerous situation in the future, it can also be predicted and prevented through the bag.

Ming Guying suddenly had the feeling that he was about to become a hero with super powers, and his heart was pounding.

He also thought about giving the drawstring bag some time to respond, and it took a while before he opened the bag and fumbled inside.

……

But it was still empty.

Ming Guying was a little confused, he tossed and fiddled for a long time, but the result was still the same.

...What happened all of a sudden?

He could only temporarily turn off the dream of the hero with superpowers, and after a few minutes, he tried to draw the stick again as usual.

No.

……

IOU disappeared?

At this moment, the phone suddenly rang.

Ming Guying's eyes were still fixed on the bag, unable to figure it out.He fumbled for the phone out of the corner of his eye, glanced at it, and picked it up immediately.

"Brother Shao!" Ming Juying squatted on the stool and half stood up, "Hello?"

"Hmm." Shao Ye said in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Only then did Ming Juying clear up a lot of depression in her chest, she listened intently to that person's voice, the corners of her mouth raised: "I didn't do anything... oh no, what did I do, mine..."

Shao Ye's soft laughter came from the other side of the phone: "Talk slowly."

"I'm looking at my bag." Ming Guying said, looking at the bag and flipping through it twice, "Just now I wanted to try to talk to it..."

"Why suddenly?"

Ming Juying decided to talk about Mo Ling tomorrow, and just talk about it right now: "There is something wrong, so I remembered it. After we smoked IOUs last time, I haven't smoked again. But but but but! Brother Shao! I have IOUs I can't come out!"

"Can't get it out...the white strip?" Shao Ye's side was very quiet at first, but gradually there was the sound of wooden blocks falling to the ground, probably because they started playing Jenga.

"Hmm! I can't pull it out! I stuffed a note to ask it a question, but there was no response at all."

Shao Ye paused for a while, then lazily said, "Then don't try."

"what?"

"Don't think about anything else, I'll be here tomorrow." Shao Ye said, "When I get here, we have to do something more fun."

"More..." Ming Guying's brain stopped for a second, and suddenly some pictures popped up involuntarily, and immediately coughed a few times, "Ah... oh..."

"You can show me your senior brother. Show me the mountains and the water..." Shao Ye said with a smile in his voice, "Go to the mountain city..."

"..." Ming Juying didn't catch her breath, and let out a dry laugh, "Mmmm. Good."

"Anyway, wait for me to come. Go to bed early tonight."

After Ming Juying finished answering, she suddenly came to her senses and said strangely: "Huh? Brother Shao, are you calling to remind me to go to bed early?"

Shao Ye paused for a moment, then said after a while, "Are you expecting me to say something when you ask this question?"

"?"

"I missed you, so I called you." A voice of scattered pieces of wood came from Shao Ye, "Although we will see each other tomorrow, I still can't help thinking about you and what you are doing, Did you miss me before suddenly..."

"...Stop, stop, good, good." Ming Juying held back for a while speechlessly, and couldn't help laughing, "I shouldn't ask! You... You should go to bed early too! I will pick you up tomorrow! Then Show you the mountains and the water..."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Ming Guying blushed and buried her head for a while, then grabbed the drawstring bag, jumped onto the bed and rolled around twice.

Shao Ye's outlandish love words made his head melt, and it took him a long time to calm down a little.Lying on his side, he smiled silly for a while, then glanced at the drawstring bag again.

Ming Juying thought about lying flat, raised the drawstring bag to look at it, and tried to feel inside for the last time.

I always feel that this time I can still find Zhang's white note of "stay away from Shaoye".After all, looking back now, it seems that every time he made Shao Ye dizzy, he would pull out that Duwei white note...

But still nothing appeared.

The bag was radiant, lying on Ming Guying's fingers, just like an ordinary dead thing.

Ming Guying frowned, rubbed it, and threw it aside.