After breaking up with the richest man's boyfriend [Entertainment]

Wei Qi stretched out his hand to pull Su Shiqin, but it was empty. He hurriedly stood up and chased after him. Gu Yi glanced at Qian Cong disapprovingly, and chased after him. Only Bai Jiake sat beside Qian Cong as if nothing had happened. Drinking a drink.

"He'll regret it, hum." Qian Cong grabbed a handful of melon seeds with disdain, and knocked them.

Bai Jiake glanced at him and said nothing.

Wei Qi and Gu Yi chased out of the store, but Su Shiqin had long since disappeared. Wei Qi was very annoyed and regretted bringing Qian Cong here.

He quickly took out his mobile phone and sent Su Shiqin a message, secretly praying that Su Shiqin would never delete himself.

Fortunately, the message was sent out smoothly.

【Sorry, I didn't expect this to happen. Don't worry, we can still shoot without Qian Cong. Let's talk about the script separately later. 】

[No need, I will ask the original author about the script, everything depends on his position. ] The answer was quick, but Wei Qi thought it meant that Su Shiqin refused to film together.

[But you have to be mentally prepared, this film is probably going to be made into a horror theme. 】

Wei Qi breathed a sigh of relief after receiving the news.

"Did he call you back?" Gu Yi stretched his neck curiously to look at Wei Qi's phone, Wei Qi nodded and smiled as if relieved.

As Su Shiqin returned home quickly, he thought that I just wanted to make a ghost movie, just to let those ignorant little bastards know why Prince Ma has three eyes.

He thought about it and felt wrong, so he sent a message to Wei Qi [Did that Qian Cong read the script? 】

Only then did Wei Qi feel that something was wrong, he frowned, and quickly replied [I was careless, he has read the script. 】

Generally speaking, no matter how famous the cast is, it is impossible for an actor to have read all the scripts. These two people started in Novice Village and have no formal contact with the film and television industry. They are like Su Shiqin who pass the script to others before they have finalized their candidates. Xiaobai Qipa is also because of his ignorance of this industry.

Qian Cong is completely different. His father is a master of film and television, and he is well versed in the twists and turns. Now that the conversation between the two parties has failed, Qian Cong took the lead in filming an online drama with this well-formed script, and he can even criticize Su Shiqin. plagiarism.

It's no wonder that he wanted to film this drama for free, thinking that it's one thing to promote himself, and the excellence of this script is also one of the bargaining chips that makes him tempted.

[It's okay, let him shoot. ] After Su Shiqin replied this, he threw his phone aside, crossed his legs and clicked on Weibo.

He glanced at the bright sky outside the window and opened the ghost hand's private message.

[I think we need to meet. 】

[Okay, you come down. 】

Su Shiqin: ...

【Didn't you say you are free during the day? 】

【right. 】

[Can't you come up? 】

[No, Zhongyuan has passed, we can't go back to Yangjian. 】

Su Shiqin drove the navigation on his mobile phone all the way around, and finally found a store in an inconspicuous corner next to the farmers' market.

There are several flower baskets and wreaths at the door of the store, and shrouds of various styles are hung in the room.

When Su Shiqin entered, the owner of the store was watching a domestic idol creation program. The girls in it all looked young and beautiful. The owner was staring at one of them intently, and didn't know anyone was coming.

"Boss." Su Shiqin walked up to him.

"Choose it yourself." The boss had a bald head, average appearance, and was in his forties.

Su Shiqin was a little speechless, he thought he opened a supermarket by himself, and he picked it himself, pick a ghost.

"I want to buy ghost notes and ingots."

"Then, go and get it yourself." The bald head casually pointed to a place, and Su Shiqin followed the direction of his finger to look at it. Sure enough, stacks of yellow Ming notes and ingots were put in plastic bags one by one. In a cupboard behind the door.

"How do you sell this?" Su Shiqin was completely inexperienced, and he didn't know how much to bribe the people below.

"What's the matter with you, what's the matter..." The bald head raised his head while muttering, he was a little impatient at first, but when he saw Su Shiqin's appearance, his whole body became excited, and a coolness soaked from the bottom of his heart, what? All the girl group idols were left behind by him, and he immediately stood up and enthusiastically walked around the cashier, "What do you want to buy, handsome boy? Our products are very affordable."

"This." Su Shiqin said, pointing to the money and ingots in the cabinet.

The boss skillfully took out a bag from the cabinet, fished out a stack of money from the inside and showed it to Su Shiqin: "Large denomination, 100 million per piece."

Su Shiqin: "..."

The boss glanced at Su Shiqin and said, "30 yuan can buy 100 billion."

"Really?" Su Shiqin asked in surprise, "Why hasn't there been inflation in the underworld yet?"

"..."

Su Shiqin thought for a while, took out his phone and started searching Taobao.

The bald boss: "??"

"People can buy trillions for 22.8 yuan, you are so expensive."

boss:"……"

In the end, Su Shiqin spent 22.8 yuan to buy tens of trillions of Ming coins with the words Tiandi Bank Co., Ltd. printed on them, and two bags of ingots, and left contentedly.

The bald owner of the shroud shop looked at Su Shiqin's back, waved his hands enthusiastically and said, "Young handsome guy, come more next time."

Su Shiqin: "..."

Following the afterglow of the handover of yin and yang, Su Shiqin returned home.

When he saw the yellow talisman paper on the coffee table, he dropped the bag casually, pinched the talisman paper in his hand, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, a small string of flames suddenly shot out from his slender white fingertips, Su Shiqin recalled He cast the spell that the little Taoist taught him, and lit the talisman while reciting.

The yellow talisman paper burned with blue flames, and after a while there were only a few ashes wandering aimlessly in the air.

Su Shiqin felt it, and found that the temperature of the whole house had dropped a lot. This is a yin-gathering talisman. The main purpose is not to summon souls, but to change the yin-yang value of the current environment.

Now that the sun has set in the west, the whole world is beginning to have Yin gradually greater than Yang. This talisman can accelerate the speed at which Yang disappears and Yin grows. Su Shiqin only waits for midnight, when the Yin and Yang values ​​​​of the entire house reach a unified value with the underground, He can open the door to enter the underworld.

While Su Shiqin was waiting, he was also doing some preparatory work.

For example, choose a mirror that is suitable for the door, and the expenses after entering the underworld.

He had never been to Yin, so he had no idea what was going on there, and to be honest, he was a little scared.

After finishing everything, he boredly played a few pesticides, and after seeing a familiar ID light up, he skillfully invited him to play duo ranking.

The voice on the other side: "Why did you throw away the necklace?"

Su Shiqin didn't speak, and chose the mid laner in seconds.

"Where's the corpse?"

Su Shiqin ran all the way to the opposite tower and began to give away the heads.

"..."

When he delivered the tenth head, his teammates finally couldn't help scolding him on the mic: "Where did I come from, an elementary school student, I can't play to death at home and hang up the chance, I will give you the heads of M and B!" .”

"I'll give it back, you (*(&*^&*^&^%$$"

As if Su Shiqin had never heard of it, he still persevered in chasing the opposite jungler to give away his head.

The jungler put a question mark on the whole map at the end.

Map jungler: The beauty on the opposite side, have you taken a fancy to me?

Su Shiqin replied: Yes brother.

The jungler on the opposite side started typing to chat with Su Shiqin. The more his teammates cursed, the worse it sounded. However, his own jungler suddenly jumped out of the grass and hacked to death the opponent's jungler who was standing still typing.

Map jungler: I rely on the opposite jungler to attack you.

Our jungler: You dare to touch my wife.

Teammate: What's the situation?

After Su Shiqin replied that sentence, he never spoke again, and sent them all the way to the opponent's crystal. Even in such a headwind situation, they still won.

Our jungler carried the whole field, and the opponent who played with inhuman hand speed and reaction had no chance of going out of the house.

When the whole team except our jungler reported Su Shiqin, Su Shiqin reported our jungler.

No, this didn't make him fall off.

Su Shiqin thought bitterly.

The other party sent another invitation to form a team, but Su Shiqin ruthlessly rejected it.

At midnight, he put his phone back in his pocket, and carried a bulging satchel, which was full of coins and ingots he bought at the shroud shop during the day.

He came to the mirror, bit his finger, wrote a series of spells on the mirror, then took a lamp and put it next to the mirror, and disappeared in the same place in a flash.

The other side of the mirror is exactly the same as Su Shiqin's apartment, except that the room is pitch black and there is no light at all. Su Shiqin turned his head and looked at the mirror. This is the only light source in this room, and this light is from another world. In that room, Su Shiqin put the desk lamp in front of the mirror.

This is also the only way to guide him back to the world.

Fortunately, he is very familiar with the furnishings in the house, and he is not an ordinary person, so the darkness cannot cause him any trouble.

The beautiful peach blossom eyes have turned into golden vertical pupils. He pushed open the bedroom door familiarly, walked around the living room, and opened the real door leading to the underworld.

The moment the door was opened, Su Shiqin felt a gust of wind blowing towards his face. He squinted his eyes slightly. There was nothing at the door of his house. The original staircase in the community had turned into a wide, gray concrete road with few remnants. .

He closed the door behind him, and walked forward without looking back.

Although the road was very flat, Su Shiqin felt that walking was a bit heavy, and clusters of Yin Qi surrounded his feet, like clusters of invisible shackles.

He didn't see a single ghost along the way, Su Shiqin walked slowly in the darkness very patiently, and vaguely heard someone calling his name behind him, and he didn't look back.

Gradually, the breath of the wind changed a bit. He could vaguely smell a fragrance of flowers. Not far from his eyes, a piece of fiery red bloomed all over the ground. The flowers without branches and leaves were as tall as half a person, blown by the wind. The undulating flower fields show various grimaces, one moment turns into a hanged ghost, another moment into a drowned ghost, and another moment into a hairless zombie dog, how ugly and ugly it is, just like usual The sea of ​​flowers on the other side of human lust is not the same at all.

Su Shiqin: "..."