Narendra Sex and Evil Performing Arts Company

(sixteen)

The spirit person sleeps once for seven days, but sleeps for one day.I heard that one day and night in their world is equivalent to 160 three hours in the mortal world, which is about seven days.99 hours of day and 64 hours of night.But they don't need a full night's sleep, maybe 24 hours is enough.

It really is a creature with a different structure.

So when the storm hit the city the next day, Nalande got up and saw that Feng Xiaowo was sleeping soundly on the medical chair next door.After 200 years of adaptation, Wang Jiangang is no different from ordinary people's work and rest habits. He is busy making doctor visits in the morning; Long Zhui is a dog who wants to sleep more and sleep more. Right now, he is lying on Feng Xiao's body while basking in the sun and licking Feng Xiao. s face.

Zhang Kaiquan huddled in the pharmacy with a computer in his arms, typing on the keyboard furtively.

"What are you doing?" Nalande leaned against the door and watched for a long time before asking out of the blue.

Opening the pipe he was holding in his mouth, he shook it violently, and subconsciously closed the computer.After seeing clearly that it was Nalande, he reopened it with relief: "It's you, Boss, good morning—"

"Master Boss?"

"I'm working, and the first thing the wind steward ordered me to do yesterday is to forge a foreign investment company. We must prepare all kinds of documents and qualifications, otherwise we will not be able to obtain the management agency of the Fenmo Museum."

"Oh, he's all planned..."

"Yes, the wind steward is very talented."

Nalande nodded, deeply agreeing.After standing for a while, I was about to leave when I remembered something: "Old Zhang, you slept on the sofa in the living room last night, right?"

"Yes."

"Why didn't I see you when I got up to go to the toilet at night?"

"Hey, I got addicted to cigarettes, I squatted against the wall and smoked two."

It's him?

"Under the camphor tree at the front door?"

"No, the front door is locked at night. I went to the backyard to smoke."

not him?Nalande fell into deep thought, is there someone else?

"Boss? Hello, boss?"

"Ah?" Nalande suddenly came back to his senses.

"Can I trouble you to close the door when you go out, it's too bright for me to work, I'm not used to it."

"Then you do your work first." Nalande walked out absent-mindedly, and closed the wooden door casually.Three seconds later, the door suddenly opened again, and Nalande poked his head in mysteriously, "Hey, Lao Zhang, do you know their identities?"

"Evil spirits, I know."

"……you know?"

"Evil Spirit Performing Arts Company, as the name suggests."

"Just because of this?"

"There are still many clues." Zhang Kaiquan squinted his eyes from the smoke in his pipe, and said casually while tinkering with the computer, "I am a person who has seen the world."

"Then how do you know that only they are evil spirits and I am not?" Nalande said in a deep voice, "Actually, you are not an ordinary person, right?"

"What is the definition of an ordinary person?" Zhang Kaiquan asked.Nalande didn't know how to answer for a while.

Zhang Kaiquan looked at him for a while, then slowly stood up and walked over, closed the door behind him, and whispered to him close at hand in the faint light from the transom: "Resurrected from the dead, aren't you also a different kind? "

"……what?"

"This is your world, whoever you think is what you want, who is what you think, omnipotent, full of wonders, believe in all the unbelievable..."

Nalande felt a chill in his heart: "Who the hell are you?"

"Ordinary people." He opened the cigarette holder, took a puff, took it out, squinted his eyes and exhaled a cloud of mist, and said, "Remember, in the days to come, everyone around you may betray you and leave you, and I , is the only person you can trust."

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Kaiquan didn't speak any more, he smiled mysteriously, and stared closely at Nalande's eyes.Perhaps it was because of the lighting problem that his eyes looked extraordinarily deep and gloomy.

"Live well." He patted Narendra on the shoulder and said.

The door was pushed open suddenly, and the light from the corridor flooded in, making people's eyes dazzled.Wang Jiangang strode into the door to get the medicine, while looking at the two of them strangely: "What did the god say mysteriously?"

Zhang Kaiquan glanced casually at Nalande, put on his pipe again and returned to the computer: "It's nothing, report to the boss."

"Really? By the way, Qiqi, Your Highness asked me to collect some entertainment news for you yesterday. On the dining table iPad, you can read it first. After I finish pulling this tooth, I will report to you the work of the next few days." plan."

Nalande followed him out, and when he closed the door, he saw that Zhang Kaiquan was still looking at him meaningfully.

Who can be trusted?Things are getting weirder.

"What's going on outside? Why is it so noisy?" Nalande picked up the ipad, and saw an old black and white photo on the lock screen. Wang Jiangang looks the same as he does now, only with greasy hair and noodles, a plaid vest and a shirt and bow tie, which looks like the beginning of the last century, while the girl wears a cheongsam with slits, with a slim figure and good looks.

"My girlfriend." Wang Jiangang said, "Is she pretty?"

"pretty."

"died."

"..."

"Don't look at me so sadly, she died of old age, and we didn't get married later, so I'm not sad."

"..."

"You ask what's going on outside? It's very complicated—first, the people who bought the Xingfu Bay house heard that Zhengfu was going to take back the land, and they all came to ask for a refund; second, there were a lot of reporters who came to take pictures of your brother; and the other is that Your former fans came to see your brother."

"my brother?"

"Hmm, Narendra's twin brother Narendra, you said it yourself."

"Oh yeah...how did they know I was here?"

"As soon as the investment invitation document was released, His Highness asked Zhang Kaiquan to spread the word online that Nalande returned from Sweden in secret this time to take back the relics of his grandfather's family. The implication was to want this house. Of course, people immediately thought that you would Appear here." Wang Jiangang took off his white coat and took out a [-]cm square suitcase from the closet, walked to Nalande and put it on the dining table, "Don't worry, it's nothing but gainful. One evil gfu also thinks that this museum can be run well. If it can be handed over to the descendants of the owner of the house, it will be a guarantee in terms of reputation and quality; It is reported that the emergence of "suspected Nalande sex" in various places, whether it is "naked, male" or "ghost image", the more elusive something is, the more curious people are. So this time, whether it is the old Nalande sex or the new Nalande sex Rand's sex and reputation are unprecedentedly loud, so, Kiki, today is the auspicious day for you to make a grand debut with a brand new identity after resurrection! Come on, rising star, your debut represents the strength of our evil spirit performing arts company. officially opened."

"Hey, I'm the boss all my life, what should I say..."

"Boss is going to be on the front line of the revolution. Even if you are back in front of the scene, you are still the big boss behind our company!"

Wang Jiangang spoke impassionedly, and in order to express his excitement, he spread out the suitcase with a "crash".I saw a pile of medical knives, guns, swords and halberds inside... No, they were scissors and razors... The cold light shone, and Nalande was startled.

"What are you doing..."

"Today, my old king, I'm going to go back to my old job! Don't you know Qiqi, I worked as a barber, hairdresser, and stylist for several years at the beginning of the last century! The modern hairstyle of my girlfriend in the photo is mine, cut,! Let me, Lao Wang, be the shaper, modeler, and teacher of Boss Qiqi before hiring a professional talent!"

"You, want, do, what—"

Facts have proved that Nalande's sexual wail is ineffective.Wang Jiangang's hand speed was comparable to that of Edward Scissorhands, and he danced on Nalander's head with lightning speed.In order to keep his head and ears, Nalande dared not move.

"Don't sit still, Qiqi, read pai, read pai. I think there is an article on it that is really good. It was the front page of the newspaper on the day of your death. It first turned your family upside down, saying that you Before his death, he was ashamed to admit that his two grandfathers were gay, so he resolutely refused to mention that he was from a famous family. After that, he said that Shen Zhounan and Nalan Chuke were legends in the film industry of the last century, and that your father, Nalan Shen, was a prodigal and addicted to gambling. You ruined your family property, and said that you were willing to be slept by Qin Jin just to pay off your father's debts, and then relied on him to win the top spot in three movies in a row, and said that you and An Dong had a fake scene during the filming of "Memories of His Years" Out of love, he maintained a relationship with friends for many years, and said that He Lanhuan, who won an international award with Qin Jin's new film "Fang Feixie" this year, is Qin Jin's new favorite in bed, and it is because of him that Qin Jin abandoned you , and then you were so distraught and indignant while filming that you accidentally stepped on a mine and were blown up to death..."

"..."

"It's written very realistically, that's right, Qiqi?"

"Hehe, hehe...true, real, wonderful, wonderful..." Nalande swiped the screen to read a few more exaggerated articles. That is the most reliable version."

"Hey, tell me about you, why bother, tell me about you, hey..."

"Hehe, hehe..."

Although I am very pleased that everyone is still keen to gossip about myself, a deceased star who was not cared about when he was alive, after three years, Nalande still feels that his knees are so painful.It doesn't matter, entertaining people is also an achievement.It may be a better destination than mediocrity to become a story after death and be remembered in people's hearts.So I quit the webpage, swipe a few times, saw the Weibo icon, hesitated for a while, and asked, "Can I check your Weibo?"

"Look, I don't have *... Oh, but most of my attention is Xiao Huangtu's account, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you... Be sure to hold on to it."

Nalan Dexing said twice in his heart, I am a junior high school bully, a little overlord, the whole class has a complete resource list, what kind of battle has I never seen... Wait, what's going on, the top ten hot topics on Weibo——

"The premiere of "Memories of Other Years" caused a sensation all over the country."

"The most beautiful murder, Qin Jin, Nalande, An Dong, his memory."

"Time murdered the most beautiful boy in the world—nine years, six years, three years. Narendra, may there be no sorrow in heaven."

"Anna (Anna), why are you not together!"

"Nalander's twin brother appeared in S city, claiming to be 'Nalander'."

"Homosexuality is not guilty."

……

"You're done! Look, Qiqi, how did the cut go?" Wang Jiangang twirled the scissors on his fingers a few times, and threw a parabola back into the suitcase handsomely. His index finger drew a square in the air in front of him. He leaned over and took a breath, and the square frame immediately turned into a mirror. Nalande saw a young boy with a dull expression inside, his eyes blinked twice in ignorance, his ears were big and round, and both sides of his head were bald. There is no hair at all, and there is a vertical row of black hair like a brush on the top of the head, like a cockscomb.

"...Fuck, Mohigan."

"Is he handsome or not?!"

"Wang Jiangang..."

"exist!"

"First of all, my face is so tender, I don't follow this style."

"Huh? It's so pretty..."

"Secondly, do you have eyes? Ah? Where is my age? Can't you see it?"

Wang Jiangang looked down at Nalande's crotch, and pushed him very shyly: "Qiqi, you rascal, how could I know how old you are, even though you took off your pants in front of me, but I just gave you You just had an injection and didn't pay attention at all..."

"I said I have big ears." Nalande's head was full of black lines, "Don't you understand how to maximize your strengths and avoid your weaknesses? You don't even have the most basic aesthetics. How can you be a barber—"

Before I finished speaking, I was discouraged, because in the mirror I saw a naked, upper body silver-haired man, who was holding a chow chow sleepily leaning against the door frame of the aisle, with a pair of ice blue eyes, looking at it from the mirror, which seemed to be a smile but not a smile. with him.

God.It's my period.

... Oh no, why is a man having his period?Dan Su, why are your pants red...

"Tick tock, tick tock", nosebleeds are flowing.

"Qiqi, don't move! Qiqi, please sit down and don't move. I'm going to get the gauze... Mistake, mistake, your ear is too big and you accidentally cut it..."

Ah, my ears are bleeding too, no wonder the amount of blood is so large.I couldn't help comforting myself.