My idol is a celestial master

Due to the female lead's physical discomfort, the shooting progress was several days slower than expected. Seeing that Pei Yuan had prepared all the preparations, Yu Qiu simply dragged him around and took a lot of pictures. Scenery photos are really like traveling.

Yu Qiu was in a good mood and even picked out several single photos and posted them on Weibo——

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As soon as I posted a blog, it attracted a lot of abuse from people.

The capital of all parties obviously wanted this wave of black material to directly discredit Yu Qiu, and a large wave of sunspots and sailors immediately ended up leaving messages under Weibo, all of which were unsightly and hostile.

But after a while, a hot search was on the list——

#Yu Qiu get out of the entertainment circle#

The major marketing accounts released the seven deadly crimes of Yu Qiu getting out of the entertainment industry, all of which will kill people.

The melon-eaters gathered to watch. Even passers-by looked at this trending search and felt that there was a reason for people being hacked, so they clicked a lot of likes.

But they never thought that sometimes they want to blackmail a person, no matter what he does, even if he drinks water or eats, it is wrong.

Seeing that he was serious about swiping Weibo, Pei Yuan leaned over his head and took a look. With just one look, his mood suddenly fell to the bottom.

"stop looking."

A big palm beside him snatched the phone without hesitation.

Yu Qiu knew why he had this reaction, and said coquettishly: "Yuanyuan, return the phone to me, I'll swipe it for a while, oops, my eyes will automatically block those who scold me. There are also many cuties Fans left me a message, I want to see it."

Pei Yuan looked down at the unsightly words on the phone screen, and when he raised his eyes again, he showed a sad expression for the first time.

"Yu Qiu, don't do this."

"..."

With just such a sad expression, Yu Qiu immediately understood the other party's mood, and didn't know what to say.

I just cursed in my heart: Yes!Who made you look at those black materials so carelessly?Can't you hide from Yuanyuan?

Compared to Yu Qiu's heartlessness and indifference, Pei Yuan endured far more pressure than he did.

Thinking in another way, if Pei Yuan is enduring cyber violence and all of this, Yu Qiu can't even imagine what kind of mood he would be in.

"I, is it okay if I don't read it?" Yu Qiu made a promise in a panic.

Pei Yuan didn't move, but too many emotions flashed in those pupils, but they finally calmed down.

"Round round?"

Yu Qiu called out tentatively, and pulled Pei Yuan's corner of his clothes with nowhere to go, holding it tightly.

In the next second, Pei Yuan hugged him directly, buried his face in Yu Qiu's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Since you choose to come out to relax, then promise me that you don't want to read these gossip again?"

"...Well, no."

Yu Qiu hesitated to refuse.

Feeling the intensity of the hug intensify, he quickly explained: "You forgot, the pickpocket from @ before I came? I didn't mean to scare him. His article has a kind of hostility that I can't ignore. It's definitely There is a problem! As long as I use him as a breakthrough, I can come back."

Pei Yuan let go of his embrace, carefully discerning the expressions on Yu Qiu's face, "Really?"

"When did I lie to you!?"

Yu Qiu raised her head and kissed his chin, and said, "Let me tell you, that pickpocket owner definitely raised something that shouldn't be raised. I followed his Weibo to read all the previous blog posts, and almost every Each article has a strong and irresistible attraction in it, and the full of hostility is not ordinary. At that time, I made a divination and found that he was going to be unlucky recently, so I posted on Weibo Scare him, wait for him to come to the door, hee hee..."

"You..."

Pei Yuan's heavy heart lightened a little, and he sighed helplessly as he rubbed the little hair on the top of Yu Qiu's head.

Yu Qiu smiled and touched the back of his hand to comfort him.

This side is intimate and everything is going well, but on the other side, Chen Feng feels that his luck is starting to get worse.

"drop--"

"Die! Find death and go to another place!"

A taxi sped past, almost clinging to Chen Feng's body.

What followed was that the driver opened the window and almost shouted abuse.

With a pale face, Chen Feng took a big step back, feeling lingering fear in his heart.

But before he could react, he stepped on a stone, staggered and fell to the side of the road.

"what……"

There was an exclamation.

Chen Feng got up from the ground in embarrassment. Just as he stood still, he felt a stabbing pain in his ankle.

Ankle, twisted.

"How could this be?" Chen Feng muttered and took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, ready to call his assistant to pick him up.

But before he could hold the phone firmly, a gust of wind blew by, and the phone in his hand was quickly snatched away by a swaying big hand.

"Robbery! The robber is caught!"

Chen Feng came to his senses in an instant, yelled loudly, and was about to step forward to chase after him, but unfortunately, his ankle hurt so badly that he couldn't walk at all. Nothing else.

He's like a poor guy who can't do anything here.

Later, with the help of kind people, Chen Feng contacted his family and was sent to the hospital.

"That, Ah Feng..."

A cramped female voice came from behind the wheelchair, Chen Feng said numbly, "No, no, I'm very busy."

The woman pushing the wheelchair was stunned for a moment, and then begged: "Ah Feng, don't do this, you know. Now that the prices are so high, there is almost no food at home, so I just ask you for a little, just a little."

"How many?"

"Not much, just one hundred thousand."

The woman behind showed a greedy face, and even rubbed her palms excitedly.

Chen Feng paused, and couldn't help sneering: "One hundred thousand? Is this a little? Is it gambling with money? Hmm? I give you so much money every month, and you still don't need it, so ask me every day Money, do you really think my money is blown by the wind?"

The woman was also angry, walked up to him and yelled: "Chen Feng, what are you talking about? What happened when I asked you for money? I brought you up since you were a child, and now you are so prosperous that you don't care about your family? You came from my stomach. You crawled out, now it is your duty to support me!"

"Heh... brought you to this city, when did I treat you badly?"

"I don't care, you want to give me the money anyway!" A trace of guilt flashed across the woman's face, and then she said confidently: "If it wasn't for me, where did you come from? You are doing well now, what happened to your mother when you made a lot of money?! Thinking of when you were young..."

People around began to cast strange glances, but Chen Feng finally transferred [-] to her, all of which was used to save money and prevent disasters.

But not long after returning home, the little assistant sent a text message and resigned directly without giving any reason.

Chen Feng had no choice but to rest at home alone.

Annoyed, Chen Feng went to look through Weibo, but this turned out to be terrible, he found that Yu Qiu had posted a new Weibo, he immediately ignored 21, and manipulated his account to post N curse words to vent his anger.

But when he calmed down and turned to Yu Qiu's last Weibo @him that was slightly weird, he still felt a slight "thump" in his heart.

Why hasn't this Weibo been deleted?

"But how is it possible!? You scare yourself." Chen Feng muttered in a low voice.

But today's luck is really not very good. After thinking about it, Chen Feng still manipulated the wheelchair to move into the cubicle, lit some incense, and said seriously to the naive little doll on the altar: "Baby, Dad knows that you must be sleeping today." I'm caught, so I didn't protect my dad, right? Look, dad sprained his foot today. Be good, and bless your dad, and dad will bring you a lot of delicious and fun things in the future, okay? "

After inserting three sticks of incense sticks into the incense burner, Chen Feng was about to leave the room while turning the newly bought wheelchair.

"Bah-"

something fell.

The voice was not too loud, but it still gave Chen Feng a big jump.

He turned his head to look in the direction of the source of the sound, and a green dinosaur doll fell down.

"Huh, what did I think..."

Chen Feng picked up the doll with muttering, but the moment he got up, he felt that there was something extra in his peripheral vision.

Black, with only a rough outline, like...

The appearance of a child.

The bent waist froze in place for an instant, Chen Feng didn't dare to blink his eyes, he only dared to use his eyeballs to turn slightly to the side.

But when I turned around, there was nothing in that area.

"Huh—"

Heaving a sigh of relief, Chen Feng stood up and was about to go out with the cart.

The relaxed smile on his face suddenly froze when his eyes touched the golden incense burner on the altar.

The incense sticks were all broken.

It's like being cut by scissors.

Almost not daring to wait a step longer, Chen Feng pushed the car and fled incomparably quickly, locked the small room with his backhand, and couldn't wait to find the original buyer and call him.

"Hello? Who is it?"

A man's voice came from the other end of the phone, with a rising pitch and a faintly strange accent.

Chen Feng didn't care so much, and said in a low voice: "Hey! Boss An, I'm Chen Feng. I invited a golden boy from your place three years ago, do you remember?"

"Oh, it's Boss Chen. Of course I remember. He got rich recently? Did you come to tell me?"

"No! What I want to ask is what if the baby loses his temper recently and refuses to eat the incense I offer?" Feng Chen asked anxiously: "In the past three years, it has never behaved like this! And I seem to be... a bit unlucky recently?"

"Oh? Three years? Bad luck?"

The man on the phone had a strange tone, but he muttered something in Thai that Chen Feng couldn't understand.

Chen Feng grabbed the phone tightly, "Yes, that's it, isn't the effect weak, should I invite another golden boy back?"

The man on the other side of the phone said slowly: "Mr. Chen, don't worry. The golden boy is also in a developmental stage. After eating vegetarian food for three years, he will definitely lose his temper. If you believe me, feed him with blood. , will enhance the effectiveness of the golden boy. Well... it can be chicken blood, duck blood, dog blood, it must be the blood of live animals. The golden boy will bring you luck after growing up. "

"Really?" Chen Feng hesitated, "But where can I find live animals now? Seems like it's a little troublesome?"

Now in the streets and alleys, he has never seen anyone selling live animals.

"It doesn't matter, if you think those things are difficult, you can also use your own blood to breed, just drip it on the golden boy. Then the golden boy will like you more, thus helping you, increasing your luck, and making you happy Get what you want."

"..."

Chen Feng didn't listen carefully to what was said later, his mind was full of the phrase "Fulfill your wish".

Almost without any hesitation, he turned around and went back to the cubicle, cut his finger with a knife, and let the blood drip on the naive little boy...

The author's gossip: Thank you Meiyan y () for supporting me, huh!