I Used Non-humans as Actors for Those Years

"How could it be?" Zhong Jiu answered logically.

Since childhood, he has dealt with either elders or ghosts. He was seriously affected by ghosts during adolescence. When he saw a handsome man and beautiful woman at school, his first reaction was not that this person was so good-looking, but to think whether this person was an illusion of ghosts to confuse me. Is this here? School, what did I do the day before, whether I was thrown into the cemetery by the elders of the family to practice, and so on.

This psychological shadow has been accompanied by Zhong Jiudao until he went to college and film and television schools and was used to seeing people with good looks, so he gradually desensitized.

Throughout the budding period of love, Zhong Jiudao has been fighting wits and bravery with ghosts, so how could he be in the mood to fall in love.

"How could it be? Zhong Dao, you are so good." Luo Huai couldn't believe it. When he was adolescence, he had a vague affection for his friends of the same age under the tree outside the window. With Zhong Jiudao's height and appearance, he must be very popular. Impossible not to have been in love.

"The family is relatively strict, and my family is very traditional," Zhong Jiudao said casually, "What about you? Have you talked about it?"

Luo Huai took a deep breath, her heart was beating non-stop, "Plop" and "Plop", and it took a long time before she said, "Me neither."

Zhong Jiudao stopped typing: "Shouldn't it?"

Luo Huai's appearance is first-class and excellent, and his personality is considerate and gentle. He is simply the best boyfriend, and it is impossible for no one to like him.

"I seem to be a broom star," Luo Huai said frankly. "When I was young, there was a neighbor kid who had a very good relationship with me. We played for a while, and then he died. When I was in junior high school, there was always a classmate in white clothes standing outside the window. One night he asked me to confess his love, and he died later. When I was in high school, on the way home from self-study in the evening, I often met a person who looked at me affectionately. One night he said that he wanted to be with me forever, and I said that there was no emotional foundation. You have to think about it, and in the end he died too."

Luo Huai became more and more depressed as she spoke, and finally lowered her head and said in frustration: "It seems that anyone who likes me will die. After that, I will put an end to all feelings, whether it is a love letter or a confession, I will firmly refuse. I will immediately delete and block people who show kindness, and I will definitely not be friends."

Zhong Jiu said: "..."

It's not that people who like you will die, it's that dead people will like you!

Listen to Luo Huai's description, the peers who stood outside the window when they were in school, and the people who squatted on the side of the road after evening self-study, are these all ghosts?

Zhong Jiudao knew that Luo Huai's physique would never be safe and sound until today, but with Luo Huai's luck, it was probably these ghosts who were unlucky in the end.

Thinking that they were all alone because of the ghost, Zhong Jiudao couldn't help but smiled and said: "The two of us have the same disease and sympathy for each other."

Luo Huai covered her heart and stared at Zhong Jiudao's broad back. She really wanted to jump up and hug Zhong Jiudao from behind, but when she thought about the past, she fell silent after all, lowered her head and said, "Director Zhong, you are busy, I'll go out Exercise and stay in shape."

Zhong Jiudao reckoned that it was time for Aunt Yang to tidy up the house during this period, so that Luo Huai would not see the terrible scene of the tables and chairs automatically moving without wind, so he nodded and said, "Okay, count the calories, the next movie will be the same as the next movie. You are not required to be thin, but at least you are a spirited guy, and you are capable, so you must have a good physique."

"Okay." Luo Huai sniffled and left the room. Instead of going to the gym to exercise as he said, she ran to the kitchen and decided to make lunch for herself.

"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you." Aunt Yang approached enthusiastically and asked.

"No, I'll make Mala Tang. My hometown has a strong taste and a lot of spicy food. I'll do it myself." Luo Huai said.

"I've never made Malatang before," Aunt Yang said, "I'll go to Mr. Shen to help me learn how to do it online."

"You don't need to learn. There are Malatang shops everywhere, and there are also bases sold online. You can just cook it in a pot. This is the way I make it in my hometown. It is too spicy for ordinary people." Luo Huai said.

"Okay, then you can just put the bowl in the sink after eating, and I'll clean it up later." Aunt Yang stepped back, seeing her resolute expression, it was obvious that she hadn't given up learning Malatang, what an enterprising person the ghost.

The sauce in the kitchen is very comprehensive, and the ingredients are also very rich. Luo Huai mixed a pot of soup base and put a bunch of vegetables. He stared at the boiling pot for a while, but felt that there was not enough chili pepper. He didn't bother to open the jar of chili oil. Serve it with a spoon, simply pour it into the pot, and pour a lot of oil at once.

Because Luo Huai was in a bad mood, she was in a daze, so she didn't look at it carefully, and randomly stewed a pot of red food, and brought it to the table to eat.

After taking the first bite of the dish, Luo Huai's nose was so hot that his nose twitched, and after a while, tears came out of his eyes, and he ate while crying.

Talk about talking, talk about love, talk about what kind of love, don't you know that you are a broom star?Luo Huai ate a mouthful of noodles, tears bursting out of her eyes.

"Why are you crying?" Zhong Hongyan, who was also like a wandering spirit, was attracted by the soaring spiciness and came to the dining table.

"I didn't cry, I was hot." Luo Huai took out a tissue to wipe away her tears, her eye circles and nose were red.

"You'll cry when you're so hot?" Zhong Hongyan stared at the pot of red soup, "Can you finish this much? Give me a bowl."

"Eat whatever you want." Luo Huai said.

Zhong Hongyan also served a bowl, and the two ate and cried to each other.

While eating, Luo Huai seemed to have chewed something strange. Since it was covered with chili oil, it was impossible to tell what it was. It was all red anyway, but it didn't taste like a dish, but it had the taste of chewing raw A4 paper.But how can A4 paper appear in Malatang?He boiled the water for a full 20 minutes, any paper will be boiled, right?

Luo Huai originally planned to ignore what it was, just chew it a few bites and swallow it straight away, but just after a few bites, he heard someone shouting "Help" in his ear, and the crying tone was very long, like singing an opera, very miserable.

Luo Huai picked up the thing with chopsticks, stared at it with tearful eyes, and asked doubtfully, "What is this? Also, is someone singing?"

Zhong Hongyan wiped away his tears, stared carefully at the thing in Luo Huai's hand, his expression changed drastically.

"This...why is it in Malatang?" Zhong Hongyan picked it up with chopsticks.

"I don't know," Luo Huai said with a guilty look on his face, "Maybe I didn't pick the vegetables carefully when I put the vegetables, and accidentally dropped the outer packaging. It doesn't matter, just throw it away. Boiling water and red oil are so good. For a long time, all bacteria will be boiled to death!"

"That's right, everything is boiled to death, it's no different from putting it in a frying pan." Zhong Hongyan stared at Luo Huai who looked weak and pitiful and was crying with "this person is so terrifying".

"It's too spicy, my stomach hurts a little, take it away first, and you eat less." Zhong Hongyan walked to Zhong Jiudao's room with the bowl and chopsticks carrying the dripping oil.

"Okay, I'll just eat this meal, and I will restrain my emotions." Luo Huai said aggrievedly, "Remember to put the dishes and chopsticks in the sink."

"Okay." Zhong Hongyan responded casually, and rushed to Zhong Jiudao's room with the thing in hand.

Since Luo Huai was still outside, Zhong Jiudao left the door for him, but did not lock the door. Zhong Hongyan easily came in this time without kicking the door.

"Jiudao, take a quick look, this...is he still saved?" Zhong Hongyan asked.

"You don't want to look for life, the days ahead are still long, you have to..." Zhong Jiudao was writing the script, and he didn't want to comfort Zhong Hongyan, the heartbroken lovelorn at all. Picking something on the chopsticks, he suddenly stopped pressing the keyboard.

"Lian Ziyu?" Zhong Jiudao asked that thing in surprise.

The paper figurine on the chopsticks shook weakly like a noodle twice, proving that he still had a remnant soul.

"Go and wash quickly, use dish soap and hot water!" Zhong Jiudao ordered.

Zhong Hongyan repeatedly washed the A4 paper countless times as instructed, but still could not wash off the red oil on the paper, and Lian Ziyu might not be able to hold it anymore, because every time he washed it now, he was washing his soul with blood.

In order to prevent Luo Huai, who is in the dormitory, from discovering this thing, Zhong Jiudao saved the script and turned off the computer, and went up to the third floor with Zhong Hongyan.

Seeing the wet appearance of the A4 paper, Zhong Hongyan couldn't bear it, so he took a hair dryer and dried the paper figurine.

Ordinary paper will rot when it is soaked in water. The reason why this A4 paper is so tough is that Lian Ziyu’s soul has suffered most of the damage. Whether it is soaked in chili oil, boiled in red oil soup for 20 minutes or rinsed with hot water detergent, Lian Ziyu endured it all.

After drying, the paper figurine floated twice in the air and landed as a glowing red person.

The original white single clothes turned red, and her skin and face were all red, as if she had been disfigured by countless times of pepper spray.

Zhong Jiu said: "..."

Zhong Hongyan: "..."

"Did you soak him in chili oil last night?" Zhong Hongyan asked.

Zhong Jiu said: "He should be punished for making mistakes, and it's not too much to be hot. With his morality, it's not a problem to soak for a few days."

"But Luo Huai cooked it. He has the medium of a paper figurine, and the ghost pattern is engraved on the paper figurine. Whatever crimes the paper figurine suffers, he will suffer." Zhong Hongyan said.

Zhong Jiudao was silent.

Seeing Lian Ziyu's current appearance, Zhong Hongyan's feelings seemed to have weakened a little. He asked Zhong Jiu, "What do you think will happen if he videos with his online dating partner?"

Zhong Jiudao: "...It just happens to be able to solve the problem at this time."

He asked Lian Ziyu to contact his netizens one by one, telling them that after he was found out because he had made countless lovers at the same time, some haters splashed pepper water on his appearance and ruined his appearance. He changed his mind, realized his mistake, and decided to reconcile Netizens broke up.

Lian Ziyu, who is weak in soul and body, did as he did. Seven of the ten online dating partners saw him like this, and heard Lian Ziyu said that his appearance would never recover, so they broke up with him on the spot, and they didn't miss him at all. No.

Among the remaining three, two originally wanted to encourage him to treat well, but when they heard that he became like this because of messing with men and women, they broke up after scolding him and deserved it.

The last one still had some lingering feelings, Lian Ziyu resorted to his trump card, saying that he wanted to borrow money for plastic surgery, and was blocked immediately.

In just two hours, all the lovers broke up completely, without absorbing any grievances, and even Ziyu's painstaking planning for several months was completely in vain.

Just because of a bowl of mala tang that sad people try to hide their tears.

"In this incident, no one was hurt emotionally, which is the best ending." Zhong Jiudao said.

Zhong Hongyan pointed to himself, and Zhong Jiu said: "Except for you, as a member of a family of celestial masters, you don't even know whether your online dating partner is a human or a ghost, and you deserve it."

Zhong Hongyan fell silent, seeing that even Ziyu's eyes were not so resentful anymore, after all, he couldn't hate this red skin that smelled of spicy hot.

Zhong Jiudao said to Lian Ziyu again: "You are also to blame yourself. The way of heaven is perpetual, and there will be retribution for doing evil."

With Luo Huai here, the retribution will come faster.

"Director Zhong," Lian Ziyu opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse from the heat, and he didn't know if he would be able to sing in the future, "Can my face recover?"

Zhong Jiudao turned his eyes away: "Let's have a good life, if you meet a chance, maybe you can."

"I will often help you brush paper figurines, and try to wash off the oil as soon as possible. Be stronger." Zhong Hongyan also said sympathetically.

A multi-person love affair finally ended happily for everyone except Lian Ziyu who was injured. Zhong Jiudao was relieved, but felt that he had to go back to his room to educate Luo Huai. The food is too unprofessional as an actor.

He just walked to the door of the room when he saw Aunt Yang running over in a panic: "Director Zhong, something serious has happened!"

"What? If it's Lian Ziyu, he's already fine." Zhong Jiudao said.

"No!" Aunt Yang turned around anxiously, "I went to find Mr. Shen just now, only to find that his book was blown down by the wind, fell on the prop car and was taken away!"

The author has something to say: Luo Huai: Sad people, sad things, eat a bowl of spicy soup to cover up my tears.

Lian Ziyu: Director Zhong, can you be nice to him, he will kill us when he cries!