Metaphysics save the entertainment industry

"Don't pester me, go, go, I beg you, go!!!"

Not yet fully recovered, Meng Ran, who was lying on the hospital bed, suddenly broke out that night. After going crazy for a while, he curled up and hid in a corner shivering.

"Give her an injection first, let her calm down, and tie her hands up." The doctor said immediately.

Fan Qi followed in and out with a bitter face, watching the doctor give Meng Ran an injection, watching the nurse tie Meng Ran to the bed, watching Meng Ran who was clearly asleep but struggling all the time, but couldn't wake up no matter what.

"The patient's condition is a bit serious. I hope you can contact the patient's family as soon as possible. We need to do a comprehensive examination for the patient, including psychological examination." After finally dealing with the mad Meng Ran, the doctor said when passing by Fan Qi for such a period.

"I will call her family to clarify this matter." Fan Qi covered her face, she really couldn't believe what to do if it was really a supernatural reason.

In the doctor's eyes, Meng Ran had a mental problem.

After sending the doctor away, Fan Qi took out her mobile phone and called Meng Ran's parents.

He called the person behind Meng Ran again, but the call was made, but the other party never answered.

Fan Qi was clutching her phone, suddenly feeling very tired. Looking at Meng Ran who was lying on the hospital bed, sweating like a nightmare, she felt an urge to escape.

Obviously after the injection, Meng Ran never recovered, nor did he really fall asleep, and was still having nightmares.

It stands to reason that this is because the doctor's work is not in place, but she dare not go to the doctor. She knows exactly what caused it.

It must be the child, it must be! ! !

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this matter has nothing to do with me, it was all requested by Meng Ran." Fan Qi was speaking, and suddenly heard laughter from the ward, like a child's voice, very immature and cute.

In just a moment, the sweat on Fan Qi's back soaked her clothes.

She turned around stiffly, opened the door of the ward, and left quietly.

On the white hospital bed, Meng Ran kept struggling to wake up, but he couldn't open his eyes no matter what, and the sweat on his forehead grew more and more.

Fan Qi didn't come back until the next morning.

Entering the ward, she immediately looked at Meng Ran. Meng Ran was obviously not having a nightmare at the moment, but his brows were stretched.

But not long after, Meng Ran suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight.

"I feel like I've died many times." Meng Ran's gaze fell on Fan Qi, her eyes glazed over, as if she had lost all brilliance of being a living person.

"Meng Ran, or forget it, let's go and get that thing back." Fan Qi whispered, she thought it must be the thing before, which made Meng Ran fall into dream hysteria, and had nightmares every night.

"No, if I get it back, I will suffer backlash. That person said that?" Meng Ran suddenly looked at Fan Qi, and there seemed to be light in her dark pupils, but this light was full of death.

"But you look like a backlash, right?" Fan Qi looked at Meng Ran with blue eyes, haunted by demons night after night, even she, a bystander, couldn't bear it, let alone Meng Ran.

"Yes, you go to that person and ask him to help me solve this problem." Hope rose in Meng Ran's heart, she felt that if she found that person, she might be able to help her solve her current troubles.

Fan Qi hesitated, the fear in her heart firmly suppressed her sympathy for Meng Ran: "You should contact that person yourself, and I won't get involved."

Meng Ran gave her a hard look and reprimanded, "Trash!"

Compared with the madness at night, Meng Ran's normal during the day couldn't be more normal.

After the doctor came for an examination, he also found it strange to see Meng Ran who was no different from ordinary people. There was no way to explain Meng Ran's current situation scientifically.

From day to night, everything is normal for Meng Ran.

The public opinion on Weibo is almost one-sided, and everyone is targeting Meng Ran.

One is to know who the father of Meng Ran's child is, and the other is to resent Meng Ran for dragging Yan Ruyu into the water.

Although netizens love to eat melons, but if someone regards them as fools attacking others, they will not let it go. Backlash is certain, and this matter reversed too quickly, netizens directly pointed the finger at Meng Of course.

That night, Lu Xuan's house welcomed several guests.

"Didn't I tell you not to post casually on Weibo?" Tang Qiu said angrily.

"Itchy hands." Lu Xuan coughed twice to hide his embarrassment.

"Did you really figure out the father of Meng Ran's child?" Tang Qiu asked curiously. Before Lu Xuan said that he could tell divinations, she was a little skeptical. This time Lu Xuan directly threw such a big bomb, and also He had figured it out, and this matter was completely beyond her knowledge.

"I didn't count Meng Ran, I just counted Du Feng," Lu Xuan looked at several people, "When I was browsing Weibo before, I accidentally saw someone @杜风, so I casually counted him , the hexagram is that he is childless."

"That's it?" Tang Qiu wondered, "But isn't Meng Ran's child lost? Doesn't it match the hexagram?"

"No," Lu Xuan shook his head, "Du Feng's hexagrams show that he will never have children, in other words, there will never be any children related to him, including the lost children."

"Did Feng really tell everyone what he said?" Tang Qiu couldn't help gossiping.

"Covered."

"Don't talk." Lu Xuan was about to explain to Tang Qiu, but he heard a certain boss who was quietly sitting on the other side suddenly say something.

"Itchy hands." Su Shi looked at Lu Xuan and squeezed his hands.

Lu Xuan helplessly raised his forehead: "You know how to draw inferences from one example, don't you?"

These two words were obviously what he said to Tang Qiu just now.

"Zi said: 'If you take one corner and don't use three corners to turn it back, you will never end'." Su Shi's eyes were full of concern for fools.

"Yes, yes, what you said is correct." Lu Xuan nodded hastily, and couldn't help feeling that this boss is a quick learner, and he is also a boss with a strong ability to accept.

Thinking of this, he suddenly looked at Tang Qiu and saw that she was in a dazed state.

Anyway, it has been exposed.

"Go and write."

Tang Qiu looked at Lu Xuan blankly, then looked into the empty air, and followed everyone's gaze to a certain direction.

A corner of the living room was originally a shelf. When Anyang lived here, the shelf was filled with Anyang's things. Later, Anyang moved away, and almost emptied the shelf.

Tang Qiu remembered that when she came last time, there was still nothing on the shelf, and the whole space seemed very empty.

When Tang Qiu came in these two days, he noticed the desk in the corner of the living room and the Four Treasures of the Study on the table. He originally wanted to tease Lu Xuan, but he never found a suitable opportunity.

Now is the right opportunity.

Because everyone's eyes are on that table.

Then, Tang Qiu saw the pen on the table suddenly hanging in the air, as if someone was holding it.

She stood up suddenly.

Because the living room is not big, she could easily see words appearing on the white paper on the desk.

"This... this... this..." Tang Qiu stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence, "I... I... I..." Pointing to the desk, "He...he... …he……"

"Seeing that someone's reaction is bigger than mine, I feel relieved." Zeng Qun said with relief.

Lu Xuan looked at him, and said mercilessly: "No, Brother Zeng's reaction at that time was not much worse than Sister Tang's."

"Is there?" Zeng Qun pretended to be innocent.

"Yes," Lu Xuan nodded seriously, "Brother Zeng's reaction at that time..."

"Stop talking," Zeng Qun hastily stopped Lu Xuan from continuing, "Can I admit it?"

"What the hell is that?" After a while, Tang Qiu finally sorted out the complete sentence.

"Sister Tang, Layman Dongpo." Lu Xuan said directly.

"Dongpo... Layman Dongpo?" Tang Qiu's eyes widened, but now he was fluent, pointing in the direction of the desk in shock, "You mean it's Layman Dongpo writing there? Su Shi Su Dongpo."

"Congratulations, you got the answer right, but there is no prize." Lu Xuan spread his hands.

"Wait, let me stroke it." Tang Qiu put his hand on his forehead, his brain was racing, "I remember you said that Su Shi was your friend?"

"That's right," Lu Xuan nodded, "But we haven't known each other for long, so I just helped him find a job."

"Looking for a job?" Tang Qiu suddenly looked at Lu Xuan, "When you say looking for a job, do you mean... a live broadcast?"

"En." Lu Xuan nodded again.

"I'm going!!!" Tang Qiu couldn't help being excited, and suddenly something flashed in his mind, "You @ on Weibo before, and you said that sentence, are you telling the truth?"

"Do I need to make a joke?" Lu Xuan blinked, then turned his head and asked Yan Ruyu who was beside him, "Do I look like someone who can make jokes?"

"Not like." Yan Ruyu immediately shook her head.

"Let me just say, I am such an honest person," Lu Xuan said, his gaze fell on Tang Qiu, "Sister Tang, do you have any questions?"

"Yes, the problem is serious, but I need to take it easy." Tang Qiu sat down on the chair, his whole body seemed to be discouraged.

After a long time, Tang Qiu suddenly shouted.

"Fuck, so my idol is really Su Shi, the great writer Su Shi, he made a lot of money!!!"

Her voice shocked everyone in the room.

Lu Xuan couldn't bear to look directly at her, so he called her in a low voice, "Sister Tang... Sister Tang..."

"Huh?" Tang Qiu looked at him blankly.

"Now your idol is staring at you, and you have ruined all the words he was about to write." Lu Xuan said in a low voice, not daring to look at Su Shi's expression.

Tang Qiu suddenly came back to his senses and looked in the direction of the desk. Sure enough, the brush that had been shaking before suddenly stopped moving.

And the writing on the desk was also blurred a little.

Tang Qiu's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously bowed at ninety degrees in the direction of the desk, which was completely empty in her eyes: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, oh, no, I'm sorry, Dongpo Layman, you... hello, I'm sorry!"

After a long time, Tang Qiu suddenly heard laughter from beside him.

Tang Qiu looked blankly at the direction from which the laughter came.

"I'm sorry, Sister Tang, I forgot that you couldn't hear Mr., and Mr. said it doesn't matter. This is not an imperial examination. There is no requirement that there should be no stains on the roll." Lu Xuan quickly conveyed Su Shi's opinion.

"I'm scared to death." Tang Qiu patted his shoulder, looked at the brush that was moving again, and still couldn't believe it, "Is that really Su Shi?"

"If it's a fake replacement."

"If those fans watching the live broadcast know that they are following the real Su Shi..." Tang Qiu was still in shock, and began to think about the reactions of netizens.

"Netizens won't know, otherwise wouldn't it be a mess?" Lu Xuan laughed.

"It's so miserable." Tang Qiu's eyes were full of sympathy, and almost overflowing with elation.

Lu Xuan: Wait, this is the wrong focus, right?