Pretending to be a ghost Chapter 110 and the fifth day · Young Master Jiang: "With this little talent, how can you still learn other people's pranks?"

After the first play, Jiang Yiming went back to the hotel to rest.

These days, the scenes were all filmed in the suburbs, and the delay on the way home to rest was too long, so he simply stayed in the hotel like the other actors of the crew.

Jiang Yiming didn't plan to stay in a hotel at first, so he didn't ask his assistant to book a room. Later, he heard the director call for night and morning scenes. After that, the filming will start at one or two o'clock in the night, and the filming will start at six or seven o'clock in the morning. The young master immediately I bowed my head to the hotel, but there was nothing left in the room, so I only took the suite at the end of the corridor on the second floor.

When the assistant gave Jiang Yiming the room card, Qiu Hao happened to be beside him.

He didn't expect Jiang Yiming to have his own personal assistant. When he first debuted, how could he have an assistant to help him run around?

Qiu Hao felt strangely uncomfortable. When he saw Jiang Yiming's room number, he deliberately teased and said: "Quickly ask your assistant to change the room for you. The room at the end of the corridor is the most evil, and it will hit dirty things."

When the little assistant heard this, he panicked immediately and wanted to change it immediately. Seeing the little assistant panicked, Qiu Hao felt even happier.

Jiang Yiming raised his hand to stop him, raised his eyes to glance at Qiu Hao, and sneered: "What are you changing, don't you have no room? Can I exchange flowers for you? Stay here, it's okay."

"But young master..." the little assistant hesitated in a low voice.

Jiang Yiming interrupted him and said, "Listen to me, it's fine."

Seeing this, Qiu Hao didn't say anything else, just smiled at Jiang Yiming, turned around and left with his assistant.

"Boring." Jiang Yiming stared at Qiu Hao's back and snorted coldly.

The saying that the rooms at the end of the corridor of the hotel will be haunted, I don't know when and where it came out, and it has become a well-known thing inexplicably.

The little assistant whispered in Jiang Yiming's ear: "But brother Jiang, the price of the suite at the end of the corridor of this hotel is indeed several hundred lower than the price of suites in other locations... Isn't this strange?"

"Isn't it better to charge you less money? Are you asking for a beating?" Young Master Jiang squinted at him.

Assistant: "..."

Jiang Yiming lives alone in the suite. The suite is not bad. There is a living room plus a cloakroom, and there is a sauna in the bathroom. But the TV is faulty, and I haven't had time to replace it with a new one. up here.

He was steaming in the sauna and video chatting with Zhong Sheng there.

The young master raised his chin slightly with the corners of his lips curled up, and told Zhong Sheng with a little satisfaction that the filming on the first day was fairly smooth, and there were basically no major problems in the first scene except for a few stuck positions and lines.

"I didn't expect myself to be a talented player." Young Master Jiang said so.

Zhong Sheng laughed, the young master's narcissism was still a familiar recipe.

"It seems that Bao Qiwen picked up the treasure." He laughed.

"Isn't that right? This person doesn't know how to be grateful, but he still thinks of confiscating my mobile phone and not allowing me to surf the Internet. He just wants me to learn how to act. It's really boring." Jiang Yiming curled his lips.

Zhong Sheng's smile faded a little when he heard this, but his face was still the same as before: "Want to confiscate your mobile phone? He really dares to think."

Jiang Yiming grinned.

Rapunzel understood him.

"I don't know who gave him the courage." Jiang Yiming shrugged.

"Don't sit in the sauna for too long, be careful of getting dizzy." Zhong Sheng reminded.

"It's okay, this room has a timer, and it will stop automatically when the time comes." Jiang Yiming said, although he said so, the young master stood up obediently, and walked out wearing a half-length bath towel.

——He couldn't bear Rapunzel's sad and worried little eyes.

He was walking out when the phone in the living room rang.

Jiang Yiming raised his eyebrows. He always thought that the phone in the hotel room was just a decoration, only for the guests to call out, but it was rare for someone to call in.

He told Zhong Sheng that he had a call, and walked over to pick up the receiver.

There was no sound from the microphone, it was quiet, and there was no busy tone, as if the person who called in the middle of the night walked away for a while.

Jiang Yiming hung up the phone and ignored him.

"What's wrong?" Zhong Sheng asked.

"Don't bother with the phone that no one is talking to," Jiang Yiming said.

Zhong Sheng frowned and asked, "Is the information about your hotel confidential? An assistant?"

"Ah."

"Okay, pay attention to yourself, don't leak the hotel room information, and be careful recently." Zhong Sheng said.

Jiang Yiming raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "What's the matter? It's like I'm being targeted again."

"Almost. Bao Qiwen's studio received a lot of threatening letters. He didn't tell you because he was afraid that you would be worried. But I think you need to know and be careful. In addition, I sent you a few bodyguards who will protect you in plain clothes. , you just pretend they don’t exist.” Zhong Sheng said.

Bao Qiwen had Bao Qiwen's considerations on his side. He was worried that these extreme means of threatening letters would affect Jiang Yiming's performance on the set, but Zhong Sheng knew Jiang Yiming better, and other people's opinions and reactions were not in Young Master Jiang's concerns at all. , the only thing he worried about was whether Jiang Yiming would really get hurt.

"Okay." Jiang Yiming responded.

Where did the threatening letter come from? Jiang Yiming could guess with a little thought.

Recently, he has been very peaceful and well-behaved, but he hasn't spread much hatred around. The only people who are so dissatisfied with him are probably that group of people.

It is said that being a star, encountering such a situation is commonplace, Jiang Yiming's mind is very stable.

"Go to rest early, I will visit the class in two days." Zhong Sheng said.

"Okay..." Before Jiang Yiming finished speaking, the phone rang again.

Zhong Sheng glanced at the time subconsciously, it was past eleven o'clock in the evening, it was so late, why did someone keep calling?

Jiang Yiming squinted his eyes, picked up the microphone and put it to his ear.

There was still no movement on the other end of the phone, only a little breathing could be faintly heard after listening carefully.

Jiang Yiming still ignored him and hung up the phone.

"Still no one is talking?" Zhong Sheng asked, "Prank?"

Jiang Yiming nodded slightly, and flipped through the caller records. The caller records showed that he was calling from a certain room in the hotel. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and snorted: "Playing like a ghost."

He looked at Zhong Sheng on the phone screen, raised the corners of his mouth, and said, "It's a prank on me. Is this a blow to the newcomers in the crew? Is it because I think it's soft and can be rubbed?"

Zhong Sheng frowned, the young master in his hand was being bullied.

"Don't frown, ten years old." Young Master Jiang said while pressing the callback.

Zhong Sheng: "..."

Jiang Yiming called back.

In another room, Qiu Hao, who was laughing with his assistant until he slapped his thighs, heard the phone in his room ringing suddenly, and subconsciously jumped up from the sofa, startled.

He and his assistant looked at each other, the phone rang tirelessly, and there was no intention of hanging up when no one answered it.

Qiu Hao paused, and urged his assistant: "Answer the phone!"

Assistant: "..." I don't dare to answer, I don't want to answer, who would call the hotel room at such a late hour!

But Qiu Hao still had to listen to what he said. The assistant answered the phone reluctantly, and immediately pressed the speakerphone.

Qiu Hao: "..."

There was a similar silence and quiet on the other end of the phone.

Qiu Hao thought to himself, could it be that Jiang Yiming found out and called back?

As soon as this thought flashed across his mind, something different came from the phone.

"Zi la--", "Zi-la--" the ear-piercing screeching sound came out clearly from the microphone, in such a quiet night, the stimulation made one's scalp numb.

The assistant trembled all over, subconsciously hung up the phone.

Qiu Hao: "...What happened just now?"

"I don't know..." Qiu Hao's assistant shook his head and whispered, "It looks like something is scratching on the floor... Like fingernails scratching the floor?"

"Nervous, what are you thinking!" Qiu Hao scolded, rubbing his arm with goosebumps, what kind of pig teammate would say such scarier words at night?

Assistant Qiu Hao lowered his head aggrievedly, it really looks like...

Qiu Hao muttered: "Okay, I'm going to sleep, don't go back at this late hour today, spend the night outside on the sofa."

"No, no, no, I don't live far away, I'll just go back to sleep." The assistant quickly waved his hand, picked up his bag and rushed out the door, "By the way, Brother Qiu, don't forget you haven't taken a shower yet."

Qiu Hao looked at the back of the assistant who was slipping faster than anyone else, and was at a loss for words for a moment. After the door was closed, he said in a muffled voice: "... I will take a morning bath tomorrow!"

Looking at Young Master Jiang again, listening to the busy tone of the phone being hung up suddenly, the young master bent his round, caramel-colored eyes, and grinned: "With this little talent, how can you still learn other people's pranks?"

He put back the chair he had just used as a prop and snorted.

Zhong Sheng laughed, holding the young master in his hand and bullying him back, there was no need for him to appear on stage.

"Guess who it is?" He asked, seeing Jiang Yiming's reaction, he knew it.

"The only one who knows my room number is an actor from the same group I happened to meet just now. I just told me that the room at the end of the corridor is easy to bump into ghosts. I guess I just wanted to scare people by the way." Jiang Yiming laughed. "I don't know who is scaring whom."

"The room at the end of the corridor is not good?" Zhong Sheng's focus was on other places, and he frowned slightly, "Then let the assistant change it for a higher price, or take the spare suite on the top floor."

Usually the hotel has vacant rooms for the boss or regular customers with black card members, but the price is usually not low.

But problems that can be solved with money are not problems.

"Do you still believe this kind of person's casual words? Can I not know if there is any problem in the room?" Jiang Yiming laughed, and tapped the brows of Rapunzel unconsciously frowned on the screen with his fingers, bending his eyes with a smile , "Don't worry about it, I'm asleep, tell me before you come to visit the class, you can bring me something to eat."

He muttered: "Being locked up in the crew is like entering a mountain. If you want to eat takeaway, you can't find a few delivery ranges."

Zhong Sheng laughed when he heard the words, and replied, "Have a good rest, good night."

"Good night."

When I went to the studio the next day, some people slept comfortably all night, and some didn't sleep all night, and they had to use concealer to cover their dark circles.

"What's going on with you? You played games all night again last night?" Qiu Hao's manager frowned when he saw Qiu Hao's appearance.

"No, really not... just can't sleep." Qiu Hao couldn't explain, so he could only yawn with a bitter face while asking the makeup artist to put on makeup for himself.

Jiang Yiming saw Qiu Hao from a distance, and his eyes flashed badly. He called his assistant, whispered something in his ear, and sent him away.

The little assistant blinked and sneaked into the staff. Qiu Hao's little assistant was also there. He ran to the other side and pretended to make a phone call:

"Hey, I just want to quickly change the room for Brother Jiang. After I went back, I heard people say that the hotel is really a bit evil. Someone committed suicide by burning charcoal in the hotel..." The little assistant secretly looked at Assistant Qiu Hao's expression.

Sure enough, Qiu Hao's assistant turned serious. Although he didn't look at him, he obviously turned his body slightly and listened with his ears pricked up.

The little assistant continued: "... I heard that the person died in great pain. When he was suffocated, he didn't want to die. He kept scratching the door panel and wanted to go out, but he didn't have the strength to open the door. When he was found, he found the floor The upper and the door panels are full of fingernail marks that the man dug out, it's scary..."

Assistant Qiu Hao's face turned pale, and he ran out in a hurry before he finished listening.

Seeing this, the little assistant stopped talking, and returned to Young Master Jiang with a sense of mission to complete the task.

Jiang Yiming looked at Qiu Hao with his chin propped up, and saw Qiu Hao's assistant gesticulating something to Qiu Hao, and within a few minutes, Qiu Hao's face turned as pale as his assistant.

Young Master Jiang narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly: Unexpectedly, he also has after-sales service╭(╯^╰)╮

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