Game characters also have to make their debut

The three-gold actor Qi Yu died very strangely, and the death was unprecedented for the police. In order not to cause panic among the public, they did not disclose more details.

At the same time, in order to investigate the case, the police summoned Song Qiusheng who booked a hotel for Qi Yu.

In the police station, Song Qiusheng was in a state of confusion, and he didn't know that things would turn out like this.

"Did you book the hotel for the deceased?" the policeman sitting opposite Song Qiusheng asked.

"Yes." Song Qiusheng said with a pale face, "He said he was going back to Haicheng, so I booked a hotel for him."

"You seem to have a good relationship." The policeman looked at Song Qiusheng sharply and said.

"Yes, we belong to the same company. As a senior, he has helped me a lot." Song Qiusheng nodded.

Song Qiusheng was almost single-handedly supported by Qi Yu. The two of them still have so many CP fans, so the relationship is not bad, they are good brothers who can share the same bed.

The policeman glanced at Song Qiusheng and said, "Then do you know what happened to the deceased recently?"

"Does investment failure count as bankruptcy?" Song Qiusheng asked cautiously.

The police investigated Qi Yu's financial situation, and it was indeed very bad. It would make sense if he chose to commit suicide because he owed a large amount of debt, but why did the time of death look like two months ago.

It is really very strange and very puzzling.

Immediately afterwards, the police asked Song Qiusheng a few more questions before letting Song Qiusheng leave.

Song Qiusheng was naturally relieved to hear that he was able to leave, and immediately put on a scarf and sunglasses, walked out of the room and followed his assistant to leave the police station.

Seeing Song Qiusheng leaving in a hurry, the people in the police station couldn't help but said: "I thought Song Qiusheng and Qi Yingdi had a good relationship, but in the end they didn't even ask if they committed suicide, and who the murderer was."

"What kind of friendship does the entertainment circle talk about?" The door of the office was pushed open, and a young policeman came in with a lot of documents, "The results of the forensic examination have come out. No one entered the room between the time the deceased checked into the hotel and the time the deceased was found dead."

"As for the autopsy report, although the corpse was highly decomposed, it did not suffer any trauma, and there was no toxin left in the body."

Everyone was silent while looking at the autopsy report. It was really weird how this happened.

But even so, they have to give the public an explanation.

Just when they made up their minds, suddenly there was a snap of fingers, the words on the autopsy report changed, and the cause of death became sudden death.

After they came to their senses, the case was also classified as a surprise. After all, no one expected that the deceased would die suddenly in the hotel.

As for those hot searches about Qi Yu, they all turned into Qi Yu's sudden and unexpected death, without any entries related to the high degree of corruption of the corpse, and even the most powerful search engine could not find any clues.

"The Sixth Demon Lord Adelaide, in the end, you still want me to wipe your ass." The arrogant voice sounded from the void, and the visitor glanced at the policemen who were standing still in place before disappearing into the air.

On the other side, after Song Qiusheng came out of the police station, he hurriedly got into the nanny's car, ready to catch the notice.

At the same time, he was thinking about how to find his next backer, thinking that with such a good-looking face, it would not be difficult to find another patron.

Thinking of this, Song Qiusheng couldn't help touching his face with his hands.

It's strange why he feels his skin has become rough, and there are even small bumps.

Song Qiusheng immediately took out the camera of his mobile phone and pointed it at himself, and the next moment he screamed.

"Qiu Sheng, what's the matter?" the assistant driving in front immediately stopped and asked.

When the assistant turned his head to see Song Qiusheng's face clearly, he was as surprised as Song Qiusheng. He pointed at Song Qiusheng's face with trembling hands and said, "Qiusheng, why do you suddenly have so many small red bumps on your face?"

The red pimples covered Song Qiusheng's entire face, making the assistant suffer from trypophobia.

"All the rest of the itinerary will be postponed!" Song Qiusheng said loudly, "Now let's go to the hospital! Go to the hospital!"

Now Song Qiusheng looks like no matter how thick the foundation is, it can't cover the red pimples on his face. He can't be on the show at all. Now he can only take Song Qiusheng to the hospital to see what the doctor says.

So the assistant took Song Qiusheng to the best dermatology hospital in Haicheng without hesitation.

At this time, Song Qiusheng tightly covered his face, he was thankful that he had already finished filming the ancient puppet drama "Order of the Beauty of Furong", which was invested in S+, otherwise what would he do.

When they arrived at the dermatology hospital, the doctors in the hospital did a detailed examination on Song Qiusheng, and then prescribed some medicines for smearing, and told Song Qiusheng to eat lightly and work regularly.

"Doctor, when will the acne on Qiusheng's face heal?" the assistant asked nervously.

"It's half a year, and it's two or three months." The doctor handed the prescribed prescription to the assistant, "The most important thing is to nourish it, don't try to stimulate it, or your face will get worse and worse."

"Can't you hurry up?" the assistant asked anxiously.

Afterwards, Song Qiusheng will attend a lot of promotional activities, as one of the leading actors, it is impossible for him not to attend.

"There is nothing to be anxious about." The doctor waved them to get the medicine after finishing speaking.

The assistant took the prescription and looked at Song Qiusheng, who was waiting outside the door and wrapped himself tightly, and said, "Qiusheng, why don't we go to the beauty salon?"

Song Qiusheng nodded, then got into the assistant's car and went to the beauty clinic to pick out all the small red bumps on his face.

Although this beautiful face is scary, it is at least a lot smoother, and it can be covered even with powder.

Song Qiusheng finally let out a sigh of relief, and left with a medical beauty mask and hormone medicine.

However, this matter was not as simple as Song Qiusheng thought. When he returned to his residence with a bunch of medicines and facial masks, he began to smear his face.

Then he took a bath and fell asleep. In the middle of the night, he was woken up by the acne on his face.

Turning on the light in the room, Song Qiusheng walked to the mirror with a look of fear, and he was already scared by himself in the mirror and sat on the ground.

In the mirror, my face was covered with pus, and yellow liquid and red blood streaks all smeared on my face, which made people want to vomit.

"Help! Help!" Song Qiusheng yelled in fear.

He picked up his mobile phone and called his agent and assistant. His face must not be destroyed!

Not long after, the agent and assistants drove to Song Qiusheng's residence, and they were also stunned by the sight in front of them.

"How could this be?" The manager was taken aback by this scene.

"My bones, my bones hurt!" Song Qiusheng suddenly screamed.

The manager and assistants watched as the bones on Song Qiusheng's face began to distort and deform, and the face that was originally beautifully contoured instantly distorted into the shape of a monster.

The manager and assistant who saw this scene were paralyzed on the ground in fright, trying to rush out of the gate.

"Help me, save me!" Song Qiusheng lay on the ground crying and shouting.

Because his face was distorted, his voice was out of tune, and it sounded like a ghost howling.

Of course, the agent and assistant ran faster, and they didn't calm down until the two of them ran into the car.

"What happened just now?" the agent asked.

"Qiu Sheng's face..." the assistant murmured.

The scene just now was really horrific. Without any warning, a person's face began to distort, twisted like twists and turns, and he couldn't tell that he was a normal person at all.

The manager took a deep breath and said, "Let's take another look."

Song Qiusheng has also accepted many endorsements and variety shows that have not been filmed. If he suddenly withdraws now, it will be a large liquidated damages, and they all rely on Song Qiusheng to make money.

So driven by profit, the agent and assistant returned to Song Qiusheng's residence boldly.

At this time, Song Qiusheng, who was lying on the floor, already figured out why it happened like this.

Adelaide disappeared, his magic disappeared, and his face became like this.

Song Qiusheng reached out and touched his bloody and distorted face, praying frantically for Adelaide.

But to no avail, the Demon King could not hear his prayer.

Soon, Song Qiusheng thought of someone.

"Lord of Archangels!" Song Qiusheng's eyes lit up.

He had heard Adelaide say that Xie Feiran was the Lord of the Archangels before, so could the existence that can scare the Demon King be able to save him!

Just when Song Qiusheng was struggling to get up to find Xie Feiran's contact information, his manager and assistant came back here.

"Quick! Help me find Xie Feiran's contact information. Only he can save me now." Song Qiusheng shouted loudly.

The agent and assistant looked at each other, although they didn't understand what this had to do with Xie Feiran, they still found Xie Feiran's contact information for Song Qiusheng.

In the middle of the night, Xie Feiran, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by a phone call.

"Who?" Xie Feiran answered the phone with sleepy eyes and asked.

"You know the devil Adelaide, right?" Song Qiusheng said to Xie Feiran in an out-of-tune voice.

In an instant, Xie Feiran woke up.

"I'm Song Qiusheng, please save me, he said you are the Lord of the Archangels, only you can save me in this world." A sobbing cry came from the opposite side, like a ghost howling in the silent night.

Xie Feiran: ...

"Mr. Song, what are you kidding? About the Lord of Archangels and the Demon King?" Xie Feiran said blankly, "Mr. Song, you won't get too involved in the script at night, right? I have to sleep, good night."

After hanging up the phone, Xie Feiran pulled the quilt over and continued to sleep.

Xie Feiran will not care about people who have made deals with the devil, and they will always have to pay the price for what they do.

At that moment, Song Qiusheng made a sharp voice: "No!"

No one can save him.

Early the next morning, Xie Feiran woke up from the bed and went downstairs to eat with his slippers on, only to see Xie Ling waiting for him sitting at the dining table.

"Feiran is awake." Xie Ling smiled at Xie Feiran.

"Mmm, good morning, Brother Ling." After finishing speaking, Xie Feiran was about to sit down.

However, before Xie Feiran sat on the chair, Xie Ling said to Xie Feiran: "Cheng Yuan received a message from your class teacher today, saying that the final exam will be tomorrow, so you should not miss it."

Xie Feiran was stunned, what is a final exam?

I saw Xie Ling smiled and said: "There is no announcement today, so I will stay here to make up lessons and cram for the time being."

Xie Feiran: ...

He understands the truth, why is he a liberal arts student, how should this ancient poem be analyzed?

On the incompatibility of game characters with Western fantasy background and Chinese ancient poetry and classical Chinese.