I am super fuzzy and I am the top of the underworld [entertainment circle]

early morning.

Just after the filming ended, most of the trainees were picked up, only Zhang Qingqing was left in the large lounge shared by the trainees.

Qiong Ren suddenly appeared at the door and waved to him.

Zhang ran over gently, a little confused: "You left me?"

Qiong Ren nodded: "Follow me to the studio."

The lights were on in the studio, Song Jiang had already cleared the room, only Qiong Ren, Zhang Qingqing and Meng Qingxuan were left.

Qiong Ren said: "You stand on the stage."

Zhang Weiwei stood up in confusion: "And then?"

Qiong Ren: "Don't worry, just stand."

Meng Qingxuan had never been so tired before, he was so tired, he just wanted to go back to the hotel to sleep quickly, but Qiong Ren said that there was still something to be done, so he could only stay behind, seeing Qiong Ren let Zhang Qingqing take the stage again, It suddenly dawned on him that he wanted Zhang Qingqing to be the bait.

He whispered: "Could it be that Zhang Qingqing has the physique of attracting ghosts, and you want to lure ghosts to come and catch them all?"

Qiong Ren looked at him sideways: "Why should I kill all the ghosts? I'm just helping them get rid of their psychological shadow."

After Zhang Qingwei stood on the stage, more and more ghosts came out gradually. They all held their breath and concentrated, trying to release as little Yin Qi as possible.Surrounded Zhang Weiwei quietly, trying not to attract others' attention.

"Mrs."

The sound is very low.

"Be Li Yanyan, please."

"Can Qiong Ren's paper figurine arrange a trip?"

It's like a spy versus a code.

The appearance of these ghosts was different from that of the day, each of them moved stiffly, as if they had seen the eyes of Medusa, and their souls were frozen into stone statues.

When they spoke, their expressions were in a trance, and they twitched a few times from time to time. There was no light in their eyes, and they seemed to act only by their attachment to the paper man.

Secretary Nam's singing voice is really scary...

Qiong Ren thought of the King of Hades who had been tortured for three years, insisted on not wearing earplugs for work, and carried it over with super perseverance.

A little distressed.

Zhang Qingwei stood on the stage inexplicably: "How long will I have to stand?"

Qiong Ren: "Hold on a little longer."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Meng Qingxuan used the blood of his middle finger to draw a talisman that could temporarily open the sky eye. He was not willing to open the sky eye during the day to save the blood of the middle finger.

Opening the eyes of the sky is very detrimental to people, and often opening the eyes of the sky will even shorten the lifespan, so this technique cannot be used lightly.Usually, to identify where the ghost is, it is mainly based on feeling, or using the method of sami and incense ash.

When the ghost moves, it will leave traces on the glutinous rice and incense ash, and they can take the opportunity to identify the ghost's movement.

As soon as the eyes of the sky opened, Meng Qingxuan gasped suddenly. He thought that there was a ghost here, but he didn't know that there were hundreds of ghosts standing there densely.

In the first 19 years of his life, he had never encountered so many ghosts. Meng Qingxuan's throat was dry, and Qiong Ren's reputation in his heart suddenly changed from respect to worship.

When the ghost was almost here, Qiong Ren sent Song Jiang a message, and Song Jiang immediately asked the sound engineer to play Qiong Ren's "Light Chaser".

The ghosts were frightened as soon as they heard the prelude, and immediately groaned in pain. However, although the tone was similar, they somehow felt that the pain in their minds had been smoothed away.

Everyone quieted down, and they stopped pestering Zhang Qingqing, and just stood and listened to the song.

After Qiong Ren's version of "The Light Chaser" was finished, their eyes had the brilliance of humans (dead) again, and their eyes became lively and lively.

"You don't want to pester Zhang Qingqing anymore."

The ghosts were directly scared away by the singing during the day, and they didn't even pay attention to who played the cursed song. Only now did they realize that the person who scared them away was Qiong Ren.

Some ghosts quibble: "We just want our wife to be a paper doll, not to harm him."

Qiong Ren: "It's not the first day for you to be ghosts. Don't you know that even if you don't want to harm someone, as long as you entangle him, his luck will go down. It's bad luck to be entangled by a ghost, so many of you together Come on, do you want your wife to become a ghost too?"

The ghosts were trained by him to bow their heads.

Zhang slightly twitched uneasily: "Mr. Qiong, can you remind me that I didn't understand what you were trying to say."

He respects Qiong Ren much more than he does the director. After all, this is the very good-looking father of Party A. He came to the audition for five hundred earphones owed to the beautiful Party A, and was caught on the spot. very ashamed.

"And you," Qiong Ren turned around, "do you want to be an idol?"

Zhang scratched his head lightly: "I don't want to, I just want to help the program group get a spot. They said that it would be unlucky if they couldn't get all the trainees on the first day of recording."

Qiong Ren, a senior contract victim, couldn't help but sigh.

"Have you read the contract you signed?"

Zhang Qingqing did not watch it, but out of respect for Party A's father, he made an effort to remember and said: "The director and I agreed to only shoot one episode, and it is impossible for someone with my quality to be popular. They don't need it." Fuck me."

Qiong Ren: "..."

The ghosts immediately chattered, some said that Zhang Qingwei was too naive, some scolded Song Jiang as a black-hearted capitalist, and some ghosts remembered that they had signed unequal contracts when they were alive, and they were so sad that they cried .

Qiong Ren's brain ached from their quarrel, and he yelled: "Speak again and play the song during the day!"

The threat was simple and effective, and the ghosts immediately shut up, covering their mouths with their hands, fearing that they might not be tight enough.

"Singing?" Zhang Weiwei looked around, very confused, "What am I here for?"

Qiong Ren: "You can be regarded as a mosquito killer lamp that has no mosquito killing function but only has the effect of attracting mosquitoes."

The "mosquitoes" were very dissatisfied with this statement, but they dared not refute it.

Zhang Weiwei was even more confused after hearing this: "Who do I want to seduce?"

"Ghosts." Qiong Ren said, "It's not that the power supply is unstable in the studio today, but that it's haunted by ghosts. These ghosts are all here for you. They like the paper figurines you made."

As a staunch atheist, Zhang Weiwei didn't believe Qiong Ren's words at first, but suddenly he saw the instructor's desk flying up in the studio, flying around him before landing.

In an instant, a terrified expression appeared on his face.

A ghost smiled shyly at Qiong Ren, let go of the hand covering his mouth: "Help you convince him."

After speaking, he immediately covered his mouth.

Meng Qingxuan admired him greatly.You must know that although ghosts are transformed by humans, their thinking is completely different from humans.Especially the ghosts who stay in the yang world are mostly because of persistent obsessions, and each one is more difficult to deal with.

He has seen the teacher subdue ghosts, but he has never seen such an obedient ghost.

Zhang Weiwei thought of what happened during the day, and became afraid belatedly, his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand, he squatted down tremblingly, and then he spoke in a crying voice: "Will I die?"

Meng Qingxuan is very familiar with the treatment after the ghost collision: "You are very cloudy now, your Yintang is black, and your luck has also deteriorated. I suggest that you fly back to Dragon City tomorrow, put a piece of brown sugar in your pocket, and try to walk as soon as possible. In the place of the sun, go to Longcheng to find my junior brother, and ask him to sing for you to deal with the yin energy in your body.

"You are a friend of Teacher Qiong, my junior brother will not accept money from you. Don't worry, I won't die."

Zhang Qingqing agreed with a thousand gratitude.

Out of love for Party B, Qiong Ren decided to teach him another lesson. He showed Zhang Qingqing the contract he got from Song Jiang.

"See, if you advance," Qiong Ren pointed to the terms and said, "As long as the program team is unwilling to let you go, you have to keep competing."

Zhang Weiwei was shocked: "But I can't sing or dance, I'm just here to fill in the crowd, why did the program crew keep me..."

Qiong Ren was also shocked: "You are participating in the draft, and whether you can advance depends on whether the audience likes you or not. You didn't even know this before you dared to sign the contract?"

Only then did Zhang Weiwei realize his rashness, and couldn't help but panic: "Then what should I do?"

Qiong Ren: "I made an agreement with the director, you can simply withdraw from the competition and not appear in the feature film."

Zhang Qingwei can be used as a topical character and hyped with a funny feeling, but after he appeared on the stage, he started to be haunted. If these clips are broadcast, the topic will definitely rise, but this kind of supernatural clip is very important to the enthusiasm that "Chuangqing 3" wants to create. In terms of atmosphere, it was a fatal blow.

Song Jiang wouldn't be that stupid to ruin a variety show just for one topic.

He now regards Qiong Ren as a hidden master of Taoism, and when he heard Qiong Ren say that the ghosts were all recruited by Zhang Qingqing, and he dared not keep this god of plague, Qiong Ren proposed to let Zhang Qingqing and the program crew release the ghost. Song Jiang readily agreed to the contract.

Zhang Weiwei looked at Qiong Ren gratefully: "You are the best party A's father I have ever seen. Not only did you place a big order, you didn't interfere with my creation, you also helped me exorcise ghosts, and you also helped me solve the contract problem. Dad, are you really happy?" good."

Qiong Ren: "You are older than me, what is your name?"

Has this bad ethos of screaming dad spread from the entertainment industry to the paper industry?

Zhang Qingqing: "It doesn't matter, you call me brother, I call you dad, let's talk about things differently."

Qiong Ren was so upset that he hurriedly drove him away.

After solving Zhang Qingqing's matter, it's time to solve these ghosts.

Qiong Ren looked at the ghosts who were still covering their mouths, and said: "If you want to reincarnate but you have worries and can't go, stand here."

He gestured with his left hand.

The ghosts cheered and all stood over.

"If you want, I can try to save you."

The ghosts wanted to speak, but they didn't dare to speak, showing a very tangled expression.

Qiong Ren casually pointed to a ghost: "You speak first."

The female ghost who was targeted cautiously put down her hand: "My obsession is that Lian Yu Da Gongli died before falling in love with Li Yanyan. Can this obsession be overcome?"

The ghosts nodded.

Their obsession is very important to them, but if they tell others, they might be laughed at.

Qiong Ren: "I don't know, but you can give it a try."

A ghost raised its hand high.

"After being saved, will my liking for you disappear?"

Qiong Ren took a closer look and saw that this was the guy who was so strong that he resisted Secretary Nan's singing and insisted that Zhang Qingqing make him a Qiong Ren paper figurine.

"I haven't been to your concert yet." The ghost lowered his head, "I don't even dare to look at you. I'm afraid that if I look at you a few more times, I will be even more reluctant to reincarnate."

Qiong Ren thought for a while, and said seriously: "Like won't disappear."

"Besides," Qiong Ren smiled at him, "I'm the top of the underworld. If you go to the underworld to reincarnate, you might be able to see my concert soon."

The ghost looked up in surprise: "Really?"

He was full of excitement: "Please save me immediately, thank you."

Qiong Ren didn't let Song Jiangfang record this time, and sang "The Curse of Rebirth" softly by himself.

The singing was melodious, and the ghosts couldn't understand the meaning of the pronunciation of chercheno and the like in the passing away mantra. They only felt that their bodies were being washed by the soft and soothing Sanskrit sounds over and over again, and the ropes that tied them to the mortal world gradually lost their strength.

When Qiong Ren sang it 21 times, they felt light all over, feeling that they could finally leave the world of life.

Qiong Ren asked Meng Shen to help contact the two underworld servants who work here. They locked the ghosts into a long string and dragged them away like a long dragon kite.

"So tired."

Qiong Ren collapsed to the ground.

Seeing that everything was over, Song Jiang came in through the side door, applauded and said, "Mr. Qiong's saving the souls of the dead is really a great merit."

Qiong Ren lay on the ground thinking seriously, if it was Li Kui who was present at the scene today, he would definitely rescue the camera as soon as possible, and would never hide under the table.

Although Li Kui likes to make troubles, his crew never cheated ordinary people like Zhang Qingqing, and only cheated famous people.

No matter how you look at it, Song Jiang is not suitable to be Li Kui's old enemy.

Ah, is it the sequelae of being called too many fathers, and I can't help but feel that my own children are better.

Although this child is already over 40...