I, C, attend the funeral

These days, being a celebrity is really rich.

Now that Zihe is in Ding Yimo's body, not only is he no more miserable than the eldest lady Ding Xie, but his enjoyment of treatment has increased many, many times.

This is what the real rich look like.

As a direct result, Zihe was sent directly to city b by helicopter because of concussion, semi-comatose, weak body, slow heartbeat and other symptoms.

He stayed in a special ward for two days, and he was not allowed to take a car, let alone fly, for two days, and he would be stopped even if he spoke loudly.

And the fair-skinned man guarding him turned out to be his manager——

Jia Qingjun, 30 years old, has been Ding Yimo's agent for 3 years.

Judging from the way Jia Qingjun rushed over to save Ding Yimo outside the coffin shed in Fuxiu Village, it can be seen that he, as a manager, has done his best——

For the sake of my own artist boss, I really don't even have to die!

Zihe lay on the bed for the past two days, being fed by Jia Qingjun when he was eating, and helped by Jia Qingjun when he went to the toilet. He was really being served like an old Buddha.

It turns out that being a ghost is not romantic at all, being a big star is only romantic!

In the past two days, he has been suffocated enough. It seems that he can't enjoy this kind of life where clothes are stretched out and mouths are stretched out.

On the third day, when he was finally allowed to run and dance, he began to ask his manager for his ID card and other documents—he was leaving City B and going back to Tanshan City to find Xiao Dingming!

Looking at the causal lock on Soul's arm, it has almost been dispelled——

These days, following Zhao Yin to catch ghosts and save people, and to resolve the grievances of the previous life with the reincarnated brothers and sisters, the scope of free activities is now very far away.

Otherwise, if he came to city b, he might burst into black blood on the way.

"You can't walk around now. Although your heart and other physical conditions have improved and you have no symptoms, the doctor said that you still need to recuperate for a mild concussion."

The agent, Jia Qingjun, was carrying Zihe's bag while anxiously following Zihe to go through the discharge procedures.

He did not support leaving the hospital, but he had nothing to do with the other party.

"Hey, don't worry about it so much." Zihe waved his hands impatiently.

"Even if you are going to be discharged from the hospital, you can't run around. You are not allowed to go to bars and KTVs, and you are not allowed to drink in private." Jia Qingjun followed Zihe, chattering endlessly.

Zihe sighed helplessly, this manager is really very wordy.

Even more annoying than Xiaoshi.

"Besides, you have to go to the show this afternoon." Jia Qingjun stepped forward and followed Ding Yimo.

Although he was already walking very fast, he still couldn't keep up.

The legs of 182 are not the same as those of 189.

"No!" Zihe refused decisively.

He has to hurry up and go back to see the little one.

I haven't seen you for several days, and this concern in his heart...

Besides, I'm afraid I'm so worried that I won't be able to eat well or sleep these few days, whoops, just thinking about it makes my heart ache.

"How can this work? Although you are very reluctant to eat and are afraid of getting fat, we have already signed a contract. If you don't go, you will have to pay for the breach of contract—"

Jia Qingjun was interrupted by Zihe in the middle of his sentence.

"What show still eats?" Zihe didn't find any information about eating shows from Ding Yimo's memory.

He stepped out of the hospital gate, looked up at the rising sun in the sky, and felt a little relieved.

Looking around at the people coming and going around me, I feel even more happy-this vision is good, and the height of 189, the world I see is really different.

Any uncle who is bald can't hide his big eyes!

"Ah..." Jia Qingjun sighed, and he knew that the other party didn't take this matter to heart at all, so he said helplessly:

"It's a live broadcast of 'One Person's Big Meal' food, we signed a contract with the t platform.

"It's only an hour of live broadcast, you just have to eat a little bit, the fans are very happy to see you, and you don't really want you to eat all the food prepared by the program group.

"If you're not happy, just lick each one twice, which is enough to give the program group face. As long as the fans can see you and chat with you in the live broadcast room, they will be crazy happy."

Jia Qingjun gave a bunch of introductions and instructions in one breath. Being a manager is really not easy.

Hearing what he said, Zihe suddenly licked his mouth.

In the hospital for the past few days, Manifest has no taste in his mouth.

To fly back to Tanshan City, a few hours is enough, maybe half a day.

How about...just go and try...ah no, to record a show and help Ding Yimo's body fulfill his obligations?

Thinking of this, Zihe pursed his lips and said, "That's fine."

When Jia Qingjun heard Zihe's response, he was taken aback in disbelief. He agreed so easily?

Zihe has started to walk again, and Ding Yimo's scooter - Ferrari 488 Pista - is parked in the parking lot.

Make do with enough.

He pursed his lips, and while asking Jia Qingjun about the time and place of the live broadcast, he couldn't help thinking:

Don't know how many delicacies there are?

taste good or not?

……

……

In the third year of high school, there were no literature and art classes. Art classes, music classes, physical education classes, etc. were all borrowed by the main subject teacher, or self-study and write papers.

As a top student, Zhao Yin didn't have the pressure of the college entrance examination. He was in a daze for a while during the self-study class, and all he could think about was the things of the previous life and this life.

Before he knew it, he fell asleep on the table.

The girls sitting in the same row as him, as well as the girls in the front row, would turn their heads quietly from time to time to peek at his sleeping face.

Thick eyelashes, handsome face, undefended cute expression...

In particular, under the pressure of the third year of high school, the true student who dared to sleep during the self-study time had his own charm.

Not only does it provoke the girls in the front row to peek back, but the girls in the back row can only look at the back, and they can also be satisfied.

Wang Xue, a classmate, peeked at Zhao Yin while sending a WeChat message to a good friend:

[I heard that Zhao Yin's rich girlfriend died in an accident? 】

A good friend will reply in seconds:

【Sigh, it's also very pitiful. I finally got a boyfriend like Zhao Yin, but I don't have the blessing and time to enjoy a good time in love. 】

A good friend added with emotion:

【You said, do you have to be very lucky if you want to fall in love with a top-notch schoolboy like Zhao Yin?If the blessings are not rich and you can't enjoy them, you will lose your life easily... You know, click... (death expression)】

When Wang Xue saw this text message, she raised her eyebrows in fear. Recently, she wanted to write another love letter to Zhao Yin, taking advantage of others, this...

She turned her head to look at Zhao Yin's sleeping face again, feeling a bit tangled.

Zhao Yin, who was sleeping, didn't know how many adolescent girls Huaichun he had provoked, and he didn't even know the whirling fantasies in the girls' hearts.

In his dream, there was only one person.

That year, Zihe's soul was scattered, he used his own shoulder fire to protect Zihe, and handed it over to his apprentice Chen Gun.

He left Zixuan Mountain with Zihe's Hanba body.

No one knew where he went, probably only a few years later, when he wiped out the "Longevity Sect" Hungry Ghost School of his senior brother Rong Hao, Xiao Shiyi didn't know what he had done.

At that time, he was a Lingbao Taoist, carrying an official hammer on his back, Zihe's long sword pinned to his waist, and with Zihe's Hanba body, he walked through many places.

The Yinhu Talisman left by Zhang Zihe allowed him to control Zihe's Hanba body in an era when his aura was abundant.

In the past, even when Rong Hao turned his back on the sect, even when Rong Hao slaughtered innocent people, he never thought of killing Rong Hao himself.

But after Zihe's death...he didn't know who to avenge, he set foot on that road.

Until the Longevity Sect was massacred by him and disappeared, and Rong Hao's real body was also killed by him.

At that time, he knew that Rong Hao might have a remnant soul alive, but after searching for many years, he didn't find any trace, so he gave up looking for it again.

Little Eleven probably thinks that he has been looking for Rong Hao's trace for the rest of his years, right?

Actually not.

Rong Hao hid very deeply, and he didn't want to waste time chasing after his enemies.

At that time, he had also been fighting with Rong Hao for many years, and he had injured his physical body, and his life span was not long.

He threw away the Zixuan Temple that he had built, and never went back once until his death.

When the world no longer knew who he was, nor did he know that what followed him was a corpse, he lived in seclusion wherever he went.

He had lived in a humid southern village for two years, and others thought he was just a wandering Taoist fleeing from the famine, bringing his dumb and stupid brother with him.

He used to live in the northern mountains and forests, far away from the village, and only accompanied Zihe's physical body.

Day and night, the wild cranes are idle.

Calm with torment until death.

The master once told him that on the road of practice, one must get rid of the seven emotions and six desires in order to be unimpeded.

He has always been calm and quiet, never laughing or angry.

Even I thought that I had achieved the end of emotion and desire, and that I was a born master.

Can……

In the last years of his life, those lonely years made him think about many things.

Also, recognize yourself.

He never, never broke anything.

Anger is in my heart, love is in my life.

In many cases, if you haven't lost or hurt, you can't talk about wisdom, let alone see life clearly.

Zihe, who has no soul, has no emotions and cannot speak.

He still took the body of the Hanba, admiring the mountains and rivers, watching the rivers.

He always speaks to Zihe's physical body, so he doesn't have to worry that the other party will find him annoying, and he doesn't have to be afraid that the other party's reaction will hurt him. He has become a lot more honest.

Catch ghosts and subdue demons, accompany him for a lifetime, he will take him with him.

Zhao Yin woke up leisurely, and his eyes fell on the classmates in the classroom who were working hard at their desks.

His eyes are still far away.

In another life, although Zihe has changed a lot, he is no longer a corpse.

This person can make trouble and love to laugh.

Compared with the previous life, Zhao Yin couldn't figure out what else to be afraid of.

People are really tired, the more they care, the less they know how to get along with each other.

I am always afraid of the east and the west, dare not make mistakes, and torture myself worrying about gains and losses.

Is it because you have too much self-esteem and are afraid of showing your emotions and being slighted?

Is it lack of security, afraid to confess yourself, afraid of being used, belittled, or ridiculed?

However, he has hidden himself like that for a lifetime.

If this life is still like this... If it is the same life, why did he repeat it twice?

Is there anything you can't let go of?

More than a hundred years have passed in the past, but this life has just begun.

If he is happy, he should dare to laugh.

If you are not happy, you should dare to be angry.

Holding his chin, thinking like this, the indifference on Zhao Yin's face dissipated slightly.

The thick eyebrows are still there, and the majesty is still there, but there is a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, lighting up his handsome face.

It happened that Wang Xue, who was secretly looking back, caught Zhao Yin's expression at this moment.

The sunlight penetrated through the teacher's window, and gently rested on Zhao Yin's light smile.

This face is obviously very tender, but the expression seems to be very deep - this temperament that coexists with youthfulness and mature wisdom is too eye-catching.

Wang Xue blushed instantly, turned her head and looked down at the test paper, but her heart was beating endlessly.

She thought: Never mind!

Even if Fu Boxiao couldn't bear it, she still wanted to write a love letter to Zhao Yin!

……

……

The web drama "One Person's Big Meal" food show, the host is Chen Wen, a beautiful host who claims to be "doing nothing but not getting fat".

In previous episodes, the popular traffic actress Zhang Di participated, and she won the badge of "foodie, cute and cute girl".

Once the popular actor Wang Jie participated, because of his tricky taste and high-end taste, he gained the nickname of "Noble Stomach".

Many celebrities and singers took the notice and came to harvest a wave of favorability.

Today's guest is: the national idol, the dream of [-] million girls - Ding Yimo.

He is also the male star with the most traffic in the past two years. Many fans faint when they see him.

Watching his tidbits, you can climax.

Regarding food in the past, Ding Yimo's statement was "I have no interest in eating, I prefer fitness and nutritious meals".

Consistent sexual frigidity and self-discipline image, sunny and positive energy.

Fans of the food show 'One Person's Feast' have long clamored to watch Ding Yimo.

Human beings also have sexual appetite.

Who wouldn't want to watch beautiful men, food, and beautiful men eating food on the same show?

Just think about it and eat.

So, long before the start of the show, the fans arrived at the live broadcast room early and moved the idols such as Xiao Maza.

Just imagine, the handsome idol picks up the food slowly, opens his sexy lips, and chews slowly...

Everyone has started to comment and barrage in the live broadcast room:

【eat me!】

【Eat me, idol!Please eat me live on the show! 】

[Don't dare to think, don't dare to think, the idol's lips and appetite!Don't dare to look, don't dare to look, the male god's tongue and swallow. 】

When Zihe was preparing for the live broadcast room arranged by the program group, he took out his mobile phone to scan the live broadcast platform, and peeked at the messages and bullet screens of fans waiting inside.

Behold those crazy party eat me! 】Words, Zihe is really greedy...

These people are so disingenuous.

If you really want me to eat it so much, you should leave your names behind.

When the director confirmed that the food schedule was ok, he stood at the door of the live broadcast room to see Zihe.

I saw the big star sitting in front of the camera, with his arms propped on the dining table, drooling with his eyes shining while swiping his phone, as if he was a hungry ghost preparing to kill.

The director wiped his eyes, did he read it wrong?

Didn't Ding Yimo go out to keep his figure, and he hated and feared the food that would make him fat so much that he was almost anorexic?

It's just... why did he feel that at a certain moment just now, the other party's eyes seemed to glow green?

……

The live broadcast room is decorated in warm colors, with warm lights——

Everything is to create a happy and beautiful eating environment.

The sweet and gentle music sounded, and the advanced equipment in the live broadcast room finally started to operate.

The fans finally saw the hostess sitting in the live broadcast room, and Ding Yimo, who had neat short hair and a white shirt.

"Hi everyone, today we invite our most invincible and handsome male god, Ding Yimo! Welcome~"

When the show started, the hostess Chen Wen smiled and applauded.

Fans think that their male god will show a reserved and polite smile soon, he must be super handsome!

As a result, Zihe opened his lips to reveal the standard 8 teeth, waved enthusiastically towards the camera, and said happily:

"Hello, foodies."

'Gourmets' looked confused, looking at the idol who suddenly became enthusiastic, a little confused.

Huh?

Is the idol in a particularly good mood today?

Before accepting interviews, participating in programs, concerts, etc., idols are very reserved, even a little restrained.

Do many sunspots still scold idols for 'pretending to be b', 'fake airs' and 'fake reserve'?

But... Doubts are doubts, handsome is still handsome!

So, the barrage:

【Hi God!】

[Male god, I've already cleaned up, are you ready to eat me? 】

……

The hostess began to greet and chat with Zihe with a smile.

"I heard that the movie I filmed recently is an ancient costume? When will it be released?"

This is the hostess giving the star a chance to promote her new play.

The manager Jia Qingjun's eyes lit up standing outside the camera, hoping that 'Ding Yimo' would take the opportunity to promote the new play well.

As a result, Zihe didn't answer and asked instead: "When will we have dinner?"

"..." The hostess had already smiled expectantly, and was ready to praise the other party's new drama, when she suddenly heard Zihe's unconventional questioning, she was startled for 4 seconds!

"Haha, our male god must have come hungry for the show, right? Today we have prepared a lot of delicious food, including tinfoil clams, salt and pepper shrimp, lost crabs, garlic ribs..." The hostess went smoothly Change the subject.

"..." The manager Jia Qingjun's complexion was ashen.

Zihe couldn't help licking his lips when he heard the hostess's skillful and smooth report of the menu.

The barrage instantly caught Zihe's small movements, and began to scream:

【Wow!The tip of the male god's tongue! 】

【Ahhhhh, like a little greedy cat, it's so cute!My male god actually has such a cute side! 】

[Oh my god!My male god is so innocent, cute and unpretentious, love miserable! 】

[Ah ah ah!I want to pay 10 yuan to buy a lunch for the male god! 】

[Sexy male god, hungry online. 】

Zihe looked at the barrage, his face flushed slightly, but his back straightened up a bit.

Well, this year's fans are good and discerning.

At first, the bullet screens were still excited, seeing a different side of idol stars in private.

There are also some fans who are not used to the changes of idols.

But they don't know yet, the real impact has not yet come.

The moment the food was served, the fans finally went crazy.

No matter how the beautiful host tried to attract the attention of the male god, the male god was unmoved, his eyes were locked on the delicious food, and he would never move away.

When the chopsticks were handed to the male god, the fans began to believe that, let alone the beautiful host, even if the number one beauty in China took off her clothes in front of the male god, the male god might not look up.

——What he ate was so real!

It's really edible, full of denial, and absolutely swallowed!

And eat one piece of meat, one shrimp by one shrimp, without stopping your mouth——

It's not for the effect of the show, it's really eating seriously!

Next, the host Chen Wen discovered that not only was she unable to attract the attention of the guest male god.

This show she hosts, she, the host, is almost at a loss for words!

"Wow! These pork ribs are charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and the fried garlic is really oily but not greasy. It's so delicious!" Zihe sighed sincerely while swallowing the ribs.

The fans stared straight at it and almost forgot to post the barrage.

Is it so delicious?

Outside the studio:

"Mom! I want to eat garlic ribs tonight!" Wang Xue, who was sitting at home watching the live broadcast, shouted to her mother who was cooking in the kitchen while waiting for dinner.

In the live room:

"Wow, this Pippi shrimp is so fresh, and the meat is so plump! Wow! The moment the salty, soy sauce, and spicy burst into your mouth, it's really... nothing to say! Is there sugar in it? It tastes so bright !"

After eating a salt and pepper shrimp, Zihe even wrapped his fingers!

foul!

The fans are blushing right away!

"What kind of fairy cuisine is this! Is it just mapo tofu? This is too delicious! Is there rice? This is more delicious with rice!"

"Wow! This crab meat is full, like eating a chicken leg, woohoo..."

Zihe even ate an 'oooo' sound.

Fans have already forgotten Ding Yimo's reserved male god persona, they just watched the live broadcast screen and drooled fiercely.

At such a moment, it is difficult for everyone to judge whether the male god is more attractive, or the delicacies eaten by the male god are more attractive.

It looks... really delicious.

Swallow!

When Zihe finished eating for 10 minutes, the round of serving dishes was over, and when he entered the chat session, other people inside and outside the live broadcast room were a little overwhelmed.

The staff in the live broadcast room and outside the camera were all hungry. Looking at the dishes being brought down, they began to think about whether they should eat something too.

Manager Jia Qingjun was about to faint—the character design of the previous few years was all for nothing!Once collapsed.

He opened Weibo tremblingly, so afraid to see [Ding Yimo's character design collapsed] [Ding Yimo is such a low-level person! 】【Ding Yimo's image is ruined in the face of gourmet food! 】【Has Ding Yimo never seen food? 】【Suspecting that Ding Yimo has never had enough to eat】...

Then, he really saw Ding Yimo's hot search.

only……

Huh?

#See Ding Yimo eat, cure anorexia#

#丁一梦·真·美食家#

#丁一墨秀色可食！ #

#Lovely Foodie Ding Yimo#

The smile gradually returned to Jia Qingjun's face.

And the fans in the live broadcast room exploded. Compared with celebrities who put on airs and pretend, everyone still loves real and attractive idols.

Especially Ding Yimo's handsome and down-to-earth side is really amazing-in addition to being sexually attractive, he has added a different charm.

It sparked a wave of excitement among fans.

The hostess Chen Wen also gradually regained her composure. She smiled and said to Zihe:

"Speaking of food, we all think of our mother. Because mother's food is often the first food memory imprinted in our lives. I don't know what is your deepest food memory in Yimo?"

When Zihe heard this, he immediately thought of Mother Zhao's hot pot.

Now that he has eaten a third of his fullness, his desire for food has been satisfied to a certain extent, and the emotion of missing Zhao Yin has gained the upper hand.

Whoops, why did this show last less than half an hour?

He wanted to leave to catch a plane.

Resisting the desire to leave the recording group and run towards Xiao Xiao, Zihe thought for a while, and then said directly:

"When it comes to my first gourmet memory, I have to mention a person."

"Ah! It looks like there is a story." The host Chen Wen answered the question in a timely manner.

She looked excited and anticipating the gossip, which instantly made the fans in the live broadcast room widen their eyes and prick up their ears - listen carefully to the big star's story!

Zihe didn't disappoint everyone either. He cleared his throat, took a sip of water, and when he whetted everyone's appetite, he looked directly at the camera and said bluntly:

"Zhao Yin, I guess you won't be free enough to watch the live broadcast.

"What a pity, the garlic pork ribs just now were really delicious.

"Salt and Pepper Pipi Shrimp are really delicious, but the Pipi Shrimp in our Tanshan City is also very fresh, let's eat together later."

He suddenly turned to the camera and started talking to himself.

When everyone was running their brains frantically, digesting and analyzing Zihe's words,

After chatting about delicious food, Zihe suddenly changed the topic.

There was a hint of teasing in his eyes, and he smiled and said loudly to the camera:

"But I love you!"

……

……

The bullet screen, which had been unresponsive for a long time, suddenly bombarded the live broadcast room after tens of seconds:

【what? 】

【but what? 】

[Aren't you talking about food? 】

[Who is Zhao Yin? ? ? 】

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Wang Xue's tenderness and honeyed words turned into a spring of literary thinking.

In minutes, half of the love letter has been written!

Seeing the live confession of the big star 'Ding Yimo', the pen she held in her hand broke in two with a 'crack'.

The love letter she hadn't finished writing was once again in danger of dying.

lost!lost!

Unless she wrote a blood letter, how could she win Ding Yimo's confession? ! ! !

……

【Small Theater 2】

Zihe looked at the bullet screens that were blurred all over the screen, and complained: [There are too many bullet screens, I can't even see my handsome face! 】

The barrage responded one after another:

[Universe invincible super handsome face! 】

[The most handsome man, the most handsome man! 】

[Handsome male god is full online! 】

[Male god, eat me!I want to give birth to monkeys for you! 】(Little Eleven: If you want to have a monkey, come to me, but you can't give birth to a monkey if you ask Senior Brother Nine.)

Zihe looked at the screen full of crazy fans, and thought to himself: Ding Yimo, I will accept the money and fame, this fan...don't fuck your fans...

Zhao Yin: You really want to.Lend your guts, you try!

……

【Small Theater 3】

Zhao's mother watching the live broadcast: Has this big star also eaten my hot pot?How can I not remember?