After inheriting the inheritance, I became popular in the entertainment industry

Wang Yanjing said he was not afraid, but in fact he was very panicked.

He didn't know what Chen Zixiao had become, and he didn't know what it meant to be in alliance with Li Gui.

The moment Shao Hean hugged him, he seemed to have found a place of peace of mind.

Warm and eager, able to ward off unknown dangers for him.

Wang Yanjing took the initiative to respond, threw himself into the arms that could make him feel at ease, and closed his eyes.

Shao Hean's breathing sounded regularly in his ears, softly, but it could give him the feeling that he was close at hand. Shao Hean's body smelled very good, but unfortunately there are too many things in this room, and too many creatures have been here. , preventing him from smelling it well.

Wait, besides the tea, air conditioner, and dust in the room, the complex smell also has a weird and dangerous smell.

Wang Yanjing suddenly opened his eyes, and saw Brother Demon King as expected.

"Brother." Wang Yanjing pushed Shao Hean away at once, "When did you come?"

Lu Qian shrugged, "Just now. You..."

"Nothing." Wang Yanjing said quickly.

Liqian was annoyed, "Nonsense! I saw it! Hugging and chirping for so long without moving, the bed is over there!"

Wang Yanjing, who found that others were more anxious than himself: "..."

"I didn't interfere with the affairs of the ghost world." Shao Hean didn't feel embarrassed, and had something to say.

Liqian squinted his eyes, "Didn't you ask the ghost officer to report?"

"That's their program."

"If you don't speak, will they care about those ghosts?"

Shao Hean stopped talking.

"I asked him to go." Wang Yanjing interjected.

Two pairs of blood-red eyes burning with fighting intent looked over at the same time, but they didn't have time to retract their tit-for-tat.

"Brother." Wang Yanjing had already learned how to properly coax the Demon King, kept smiling, and leaned forward and said kindly, "Chen Zixiao is a pervert, and he will deal with me at any time. I'm afraid, so I let him handle it."

Lu Qian patted his head, his voice became gentle, "Are you scared?"

Wang Yanjing squeezed out an aggrieved voice, "Hmm!"

"why?"

"..." Wang Yanjing was stopped by the question, carefully observing the expression on Liqian's face.

No, if Liqian really felt sorry for him, if he really wanted to help out, there was absolutely no procedure for him to ask questions in a pleasant manner.

"Chen Zixiao didn't touch you, did he?" Liqian continued to ask.

Wang Yanjing finally understood, "No, I thought too much, I'm sorry."

"If he touches you, I'll be the first to kill him." Liqian made a promise, and then he stared at Shao He'an and said, "Nothing happened now, what does it mean to go to the underworld to engage in diplomacy? I said Do you want to deal with them?"

Shao He'an didn't speak, but the redness in his eyes became brighter, like a flame suddenly rising.

This is to get angry.

"Brother, don't be angry. I won't be like this in the future." Wang Yanjing immediately stood in front of Shao Hean, trying to block that unkind look with his body.

Liqian snorted coldly, left without saying a word, "I can do it myself."

They didn't specify the target, and they didn't look at who was talking, but they all knew that it was aimed at Shao He'an.

Of course Shao He'an would not obediently be scolded, he took a step forward, clearly intending to chase after him.

"Don't, don't, don't." Wang Yanjing was afraid of the demons' quick temper, and hugged him directly, "My brother is angry, you were provocative in the past... If you really fight, who will I help!"

Shao Hean stopped, "You still want to help him?"

"..." Wang Yanjing dug a hole for himself unintentionally, and was about to cry, "I didn't mean that."

Shao Hean waved his hand away, quite forcefully.

"Hey!" Wang Yanjing became angry immediately, "Didn't I help you? Who brought you back last time!"

Shao Hean kept staring at the wrist where he was hit, "Does it hurt?"

"pain!"

"Let me see."

"Get out!" Wang Yanjing pointed at the door and cursed.

He didn't hurt, but he was really angry. He felt that he was thankless and gave smiling faces everywhere, and was caught in the middle to get angry, and finally he had to bear the disgusting and annoying results.

The two had a falling out, and Chen Zixiao reaped the benefits of being a fisherman, but he was the only one who was unlucky and all the bad things happened.

The anger activated the pendant, and the gemstones on it burst into dazzling light, as if they were about to explode at any time.

"Okay." Shao He'an listened to what he said just now, knowing that people who are angry can't be touched, "I'll go back and reflect on it."

Wang Yanjing sat back on the sofa and kicked the coffee table over.

All Shao Hean's precious tea sets rolled to the ground, and the pot of good tea that hadn't been drunk much spilled out and merged with the dust of the carpet.

"..." Shao Hean frowned, and now he walked very simply.

Throughout the night, Wang Yanjing flipped through his notes while getting angry, learning how to defend himself.

In fact, there is no need to learn, he has a pendant, and after being kissed forcibly before, he wanted to deal with it for so long, so he is very familiar with it.

Wang Yanjing was tired after flipping through the pages, so he admitted that what he wanted to read was the message on the notebook, waiting for Shao Hean to apologize in this way.

There is no sound from the phone, and there is no change in the notes.

"Tsk." Wang Yanjing closed his notebook and threw it aside, "Sleep!"

In less than two hours, he had just dreamed that Shao He'an came to apologize and the alarm clock rang.

"Huh? It's 6 o'clock." Wang Yanjing rubbed his hair, "I should set the alarm clock 5 minutes later, so as not to delay things, and I can still hear Shao He'an apologize..."

He sat on the bed and chanted for a few minutes, but still got up.

For the rehearsal at seven o'clock, he had to start at least half an hour earlier, and then half an hour earlier to freshen up and get ready.Now it took 10 minutes to curse Shao He'an, and he had to speed up getting dressed.

Wang Yanjing was ready, manager Cheng Haifeng and new assistant Xiao Fang came to ring the doorbell.

"What's going on." Cheng Haifeng looked at the mess in the room, "Why did the coffee table fall down? My god, this kind of tea set is very expensive!"

Wang Yanjing, who checked it long ago, replied casually, "It's not broken, don't worry."

"Where's the tea? Do you waste such a good thing!"

"That's hopeless." Wang Yanjing stopped cleaning up, "Can you see if you can buy another copy?"

"Can't you drink some bargains?"

"This is Shao Hean's."

"...I'll find a way, you go to rehearse."

Wang Yanjing was in a better mood after he settled his mind, and even felt that the new assistant's nonsense about "what's the relationship between you and Shao He'an" was not so annoying.

There was a lot of fussing early in the morning, and the time was tight, but we still arrived at the rehearsal place on time.

"Good morning, Professor Zhu." Wang Yanjing said hello, and looked at the young man next to him, "Who is this?"

"My student, Ling Yikai."

"Hello." Wang Yanjing greeted with a smile.

Professor Zhu rubbed his hands, and waited for him to look over before he hesitated and said, "Sorry, I called someone here without your permission, but I don't think the rehearsal can be sloppy..."

Wang Yanjing roughly guessed the reason, so he pretended to be stupid and asked, "What happened?"

"Zixiao is sick, so I can't rehearse. Can you play with Yikai first?"

"Okay. Is Zixiao okay?" Wang Yanjing could see that Professor Zhu was really guilty, so he didn't feel embarrassed, and his new partner seemed honest and good-tempered, and he was much stronger than Chen Zixiao no matter what he thought.

Professor Zhu sighed, "He didn't say anything."

Wang Yanjing did not continue to ask,

After a while, teacher Tao Zhenfeng also arrived, and he directly disapproved of the temporary change of partners, saying something like "there are only a few opportunities for rehearsal, such a change, what should I do when I go on stage?"

Professor Zhu's face was reddened by the rumors, so Wang Yanjing quickly smoothed things over and asked for advice with the script.

Fortunately, my partner Ling Yikai participated in several dramas during his school days. The few experiences he had were very useful for "Performance Feast", which is a live performance for the audience. coming.

Wang Yanjing gradually entered the state, reciting the most challenging line, "Who are you..."

It should be the moment of eruption, but the momentum has faded.

"Stop." Tao Zhenfeng was puzzled, "Yanjing, is your throat uncomfortable?"

Wang Yanjing shook his head, and squeezed out a word from his throat, "No."

"It's clearly uncomfortable..." Tao Zhenfeng noticed that he had been staring at the chair where the things were placed, "Do you want to drink water? Go and have a rest."

Wang Yanjing stared at that spot, and replied weakly, "Okay."

The whole house, only he can see.

On the other side of the tables and chairs where things are placed, there is a creepy bustle - a hanged ghost hangs on the lamp, a grinning head is placed on the table, a bloody humanoid figure crawls out of the open bag, and walks away. Wherever you go, leave a trail of blood.

Wang Yanjing was frightened at first glance, and immediately played, forgetting all emotions and lines.

"Drink water." Tao Zhenfeng urged him.

"I'm not going to drink anymore, I want to try again." Wang Yanjing picked up the script and forced himself to remain calm.

"Okay, start here." Tao Zhenfeng showed him the lines.

Wang Yanjing read it twice, cleared his throat, "I..."

A head suddenly fell off and hit his script.

"Ahhh!" Wang Yanjing threw away the script and shook his hand to shake off the blood.

The rest of the people couldn't see the head and blood at all, and looked at him blankly.

"Yanjing?" Tao Zhenfeng asked softly, "Are you alright?"

Wang Yanjing gradually calmed down when he saw the puzzled looks of the others, and realized what he was facing—they were ghosts, and the ghosts that came here to scare him were [-]% related to Chen Zixiao.

They can't hurt him, but they can interfere with him and make him play.

"It's okay, a moth fell on it just now." Wang Yanjing calmed down, "I'm afraid of allergies, so I have to wash it."

Tao Zhenfeng breathed a sigh of relief, "Go now."

Wang Yanjing smiled and said yes, turned around and walked towards the door with a bunch of messy ghosts, and cast a curse when holding the handle.

Outside the door is no longer a corridor, but a private space opened up by him.

"Hahaha! Courting death!" The bloody ghost laughed and rushed over.

The other ghosts were not afraid, they rushed up to attack him!

"Heh." Wang Yanjing concentrated, conjured up a big net in his hand and swung it directly.

He is familiar with this.

When I was a child, I was on winter and summer vacation, and my father had to go to work, so he sent him back to his hometown to live with his uncle.Uncle's family is in the countryside, and no entertainment activities are confiscated. He finds things to do in different ways every day, such as catching fish and birds.

Hey, it's bigger and uglier, and it's not as flexible as a bird under the suppression of his enchantment.

Wang Yanjing arrested them all without much effort.

The vampire took the lead in provoking, "So what if we are caught? We belong to the underworld, and it's not up to the demons to control... huh?"

Wang Yanjing didn't give him a chance to push him, and walked to the trash can.

"It's a good thing that garbage sorting hasn't started here," he clapped his hands as soon as he threw the bag away and sealed it. "It smells like overnight food. It's really dirty."

The group of ghosts let out screams like killing pigs, "Who threw the rotten eggs!"

Wang Yanjing smiled in satisfaction, took out his mobile phone and called Shao Hean.

Shao Hean answered in seconds, "What's wrong?"

The voice is very gentle.

Wang Yanjing listened to the screams of those ghosts, forgot the quarrel yesterday, and asked happily:

"How to extend the sealing time to hundreds of years?"