The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

Playing God and Playing Ghosts Day 120·When falling in love, you should cut it first and then play it

Qiu Hao dragged Zhang Xiaofan who had passed out, and threw him on the sofa, gasping for breath.

Li Changjian and the two little assistants stood there in a daze, staring at Jiang Yiming with straight eyes, and it took a long time to come back to their senses.

He asked, "What happened to that just now? Who are you?"

When Qiu Hao heard Li Changjian's question, he realized it slowly.

The main reason is that what happened just now happened too fast——

He is still digesting what happened before Tang Guo and Ma Mengqi, and he is still hesitating whether Ma Mengqi is a missing person returning or a ghost. As for the fact that Ma Mengqi is not a human being, he did not know until Qiu Hao saw him change his appearance with his own eyes. Accept - before he could figure it out, he saw Ma Mengqi change his appearance, like in a horror movie, and finally burst into a puddle of water in front of him.

And then, Zhang Xiaofan was knocked unconscious by Jiang Yiming's backhand palm as if he had been stunned.

Qiu Hao followed Jiang Yiming almost the whole time, and he didn't have the extra energy to think about Jiang Yiming's appearance and how strange and unreasonable Jiang Yiming's ability was.

——Just as unreasonable as Ma Mengqi's appearance.

He looked at Jiang Yiming and asked, "Who are you?"

Jiang Yiming glanced at the two of them and raised his eyebrows: "I thought it was obvious."

He said, "The one who saved your life."

That's right.

Qiu Hao nodded silently.

Li Changjian choked: "But the one just now..."

"Since you have to pay homage to Second Master Guan before filming, believe that there are ghosts and gods in this world, and have seen them with your own eyes, are you so unbelievable when you see me?" Young Master Jiang slightly curled the corners of his lips and looked at him.

Li Changjian gasped, unbelievable is unbelievable, but he had to believe it, after all, it happened right in front of his eyes, and it was hard for him not to accept it.

"No wonder the author said that when he saw you, he thought you should play Chen Feng..." Qiu Hao said, "It's clearly the same thing as Chen Feng..."

"Then you should figure out how much you owe me." Jiang Yiming smirked.

……

Tang Guo didn't hang out with these people. She asked her assistant to change a hotel for herself overnight. She would rather live in a hotel 10 minutes away from the second studio than live in the original suite.

Jiang Yiming glanced at her, if he changed hotels specially to avoid Ma Mengqi, it would be unnecessary, no matter where she went, as long as Ma Mengqi wanted to find her, he would be able to find her.

According to what Qiu Hao said, this is the trouble they caused on the set. Whoever caused the trouble will naturally follow whoever it is, not to mention that there is such a story of origin between the two.

However, Jiang Yiming didn't say much about Tang Guo's practice of changing hotels. After all, changing hotels was just seeking a psychological comfort, and he would not pour cold water on it.

Ma Mengqi had already been injured by him, so he had to blew himself up to escape. It was impossible to go to Tang Guo again for a while. Tang Guo was at least safe for now.

As for the others, Qiu Hao, Li Changjian and the others stayed in the hotel.

It's just that each of them would rather stay in the hotel corridor than sleep on the big bed and sofa in the suite for one night.

Jiang Yiming went back to his room after the matter was over for a while, the door was closed, and he lay down on the bed to make up for the sleepiness, ignoring the few young people outside who kept guarding his door.

——It seems that the closer to Jiang Yiming, the more reliable sense of security.

Li Changjian looked at the two disabled young actors. Instead of going to the hospital, he followed them and sat down against the corridor wall.

He blinked and said, "You two should go to the hospital to treat the wound. What are you doing sitting here?"

The two people shook their heads quickly, and one of them said against his will while pressing the wound: "Don't deal with it, don't deal with it, I think it's fine to sit here."

Li Changjian twitched the corners of his mouth, but he didn't try to persuade him any more.

In the middle of the night, the person whose palm was stabbed developed a high fever and babbled loudly in his sleep, pulling Qiu Hao and the others out of their vague slumber, and finally packed them up and sent them to the hospital.

"Really, I don't know what they are insisting on. They refuse to go to the hospital." Qiu Hao spoke while sitting in the ambulance, and suddenly found that his voice had returned to normal. He rubbed his throat and breathed a sigh of relief.

That turntable looked more and more like a prank, although each result did not seem to be in the category of ordinary pranks.

Li Changjian, who accompanied him to the car, heard the words and said, "Maybe it's because I'm afraid that something like tonight will happen..."

"Didn't that thing escape?" Qiu Hao said, although his heart was pounding.

He was just comforting himself.

Li Changjian nodded, and just as he was talking, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, took a deep breath, jumped up like a frightened bird, and hit the ceiling of the car hard with the top of his head, which startled Qiu Hao.

"What are you doing?"

Li Changjian saw a puddle of water lying on the floor inside the car, as if it hadn't been there just now. The water was slanting towards the two of them along the uneven slope of the floor, slowly crawling over.

He was short of breath, quickly grabbed Qiu Hao's arm, and asked hastily, "Brother Qiu, why is there a puddle of water in the car? Where did it come from? Did you overturn the water just now?"

Qiu Haoben was still a little sleepy, but when Li Changjian mentioned "water", his whole body shivered, and he immediately regained his energy.

He straightened his body suddenly, and looked in the direction of Li Changjian's finger. Sure enough, there was a pool of transparent water on the floor, as if it appeared out of thin air.

"No one has ever drank water...Where did this water come from..." Qiu Hao was taken aback, and he and Li Changjian looked at each other, and immediately knew that the two wanted to go together.

The two hurriedly ran out of the ambulance with bows and feet, and almost fell to the ground when they got out of the car.

"What's the matter with you? The nurse accompanying the car came back to get things, and happened to bump into Li Changjian and Qiu Hao. Seeing that the two of them ignored their appearance, as if there was a vicious dog in the car, she asked puzzled.

"Don't go in!" Qiu Hao quickly grabbed the little nurse who was about to go in.

The little nurse froze for a moment, then looked at Qiu Hao suspiciously.

"Water, there is water in it." Qiu Hao pointed to the puddle of water in the car, but he didn't know how to explain why the puddle of water was different.

Hearing this, the little nurse looked over and laughed: "Oh, that, I accidentally removed an extra tube when I was mixing the salt water, and it might have been squeezed by me while I was sitting." After she finished speaking, she got out of the car He took a rag, wiped up the puddle of water, and threw it into a plastic bucket next to him.

"..." Seeing this, Qiu Hao and Li Changjian looked at each other awkwardly, as if they were bitten by a snake once, they cast shadows when they saw the water.

The nurse paused after finishing speaking, then looked at Qiu Hao and Li Changjian: "Is it because of the water?"

"...I'm afraid you didn't pay attention and slipped and fell." Qiu Hao smiled awkwardly, and hastily made a far-fetched explanation.

The little nurse was skeptical, nodded, thanked her, and left after taking what she wanted.

Qiu Hao let out a breath, and said to Li Changjian: "If this goes on, I will go crazy sooner or later..."

Li Changjian sighed, and the two took a taxi to go back to the hotel.

In the hotel, Nie Xiaoyu was left by Qiu Hao to take care of Zhang Xiaofan.

Nie Xiaoyu started to feel drowsy in the middle of the night, and dozed off from time to time. Qiu Hao and the others fell asleep completely shortly after they left.

Zhang Xiaofan slowly opened his eyes, he stood up, touched the sore back of his neck, and bit his cheek tightly.

He looked at Tang Guo's suite, pursed his lips, and walked in alone in the dark.

The door was not closed tightly, and it couldn't be closed tightly. The previous two times when I rushed out of the door, I was a little out of control. The delicate electronic door lock was easily damaged. Zhang Xiaofan just pushed the door lightly, and the door opened.

He didn't turn on the light, but walked to the sofa based on the impression in his memory, and groped for the old turntable that Jiang Yiming had thrown away.

"Where... where the hell..." he muttered.

Under the dim light, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly felt a piece of warm and soft touch, like human skin.

He was startled, suddenly withdrew his hand, and shouted: "Who?!"

The floor-to-ceiling curtain covering the window was pulled open, and the moonlight outside the window shone down, illuminating the man's face.

"Tsk, are you looking for this?" Jiang Yiming patted the old turntable lightly in his hand, the moonlight made the shadows on his facial features blurry, he looked at Zhang Xiaofan with serious eyes, "It really is his heart."

Zhang Xiaofan was stubborn, his eyes were glued to the turntable, he gritted his teeth and said every word: "You don't understand my mood."

He was caught off guard when he received the news of his mother's unexpected death. He always wanted to wait until he got some grades before going home to show his parents, to make them proud, and to let them admit that their choice was correct.

But he didn't expect it to become like this, he didn't show mercy at all, and said that he took a life if he said that he took a life, which became his eternal regret and regret.

Before he turned the dial, he never thought that one day he would be recognized and praised by the other party, and this unexpected surprise was the best gift he got in his life.

The turntable gave him a surprise, gave him hope, made him make up for his regrets, and he couldn't let go.

Jiang Yiming looked at him and said coldly: "Do you think the turntable can bring back the dead? Do you think the person brought back is the original person?"

Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback.

He didn't think about it.

"Are you willing to let her become like Ma Mengqi? Have you ever thought that even if she is brought back, she will suffer more? She is not from this world. If she comes back forcibly, she will only be rejected by the rules of this world. It's more painful to die."

Zhang Xiaofan suddenly looked up at Jiang Yiming: "But how do you know it will be like this? Have you tried?"

Jiang Yiming narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had thought of something, but didn't respond immediately.

Looking at him, Zhang Xiaofan always felt that there was a kind of tiredness on his body that didn't match his age.

Jiang Yiming paused for two seconds, then said lightly, "No, but I have seen it."

He had a small tail in his previous life, and he was often advised not to try to change his fate against the sky, but he was too aggressive in his previous life, and he always felt that he was saving people, and it was his ability to change his fate against the sky, only later did he find out that he was wrong.

After Little Tail died, he didn't think about it, even if he regretted it, because Little Tail was most against him changing his fate.

But he has seen some people use crooked ways to bring back the soul of the dead, but at most they turn into a living corpse.

The soul is imprisoned in the corpse, but the body is still dead. The human soul is imprisoned in it, and one day can helplessly watch one's own body decompose and emit a rotten smell.

That's real life is better than death.

Jiang Yiming looked at Zhang Xiaofan and said, "Forcibly changing your life for selfish desire will only harm others and yourself."

Zhang Xiaofan was in a daze, and Jiang Yiming threw him out like a chicken.

Jiang Yiming lowered his head and squinted at the old turntable in his hand, and clicked lightly: "It's really a harmful thing."

The pointer of the old turntable shook and shook, as if it understood Jiang Yiming's words and was trembling.

Jiang Yiming threw the turntable into his suitcase.

After such a fuss, it was almost dawn.

Jiang Yiming lay on the bed with his arms under his pillow, looked at the bright sky outside, and cursed in his heart, he hadn't had enough sleep yet.

During the day, when the car arrived at the set, Jiang Yiming sat in the car and didn't get out for a long time.

A pair of sunglasses covered most of his face, and he couldn't see any emotion, but he felt that this person was cold, and he didn't know who made him angry.

The little assistant at the side didn't dare to vent his breath, and sat beside him for a long time, until it was almost half an hour after checking the time, he couldn't hold back, and quietly reminded him.

"Master, it's time to get out of the car and arrive at the set." The little assistant whispered.

Jiang Yiming let out a soft "huh" and waited for a few seconds, then took off his sunglasses and rubbed his eyes.

There is still moisture in a pair of caramel-colored eyes, and they look sleepy.

He covered his mouth and yawned: "This is it? Why do I feel like I just closed my eyes? Tsk."

The little assistant was stunned. It turned out that Young Master Jiang was taking a nap by the side just now?

Fortunately, he was too scared to vent his anger!

Jiang Yiming opened the car door and went down. When he walked to the set, he saw the staff in the group busy preparing for the scene.

Today, there is a scene with a bit of a risk factor. It is to shoot Qiu Hao falling into the rapids in the mountains, and Chen Feng secretly follows and protects.

The shooting is a real scene, and the whole crew is waiting for it.

Jiang Yiming found that none of the people who participated in the "small gathering" yesterday came. He squinted his eyes, but he didn't expect that he was the most punctual.

If I had known earlier, I would have slept a little longer.

Jiang Yiming still moved a small seat and sat next to Teng Qinghua.

Teng Qinghua turned his head to look at him, and asked casually: "Look at you, it seems that you haven't slept well."

"If you don't listen to me, you will cause a lot of trouble. I'll sleep well." Jiang Yiming sneered.

Teng Qinghua was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"You didn't mention that you came here to shoot scenes before." Jiang Yiming looked at him, "Mountain Stream Action, do you still have some impressions?"

Teng Qinghua's expression changed: "Why did you mention this all of a sudden?"

"Ma Mengmeng about this actor, you probably won't forget it either." Jiang Yiming ignored him and continued. Every word he said was like ringing an alarm in Teng Qinghua's heart.

Teng Qinghua tensed his nerves: "Why did you suddenly mention him?"

"On the day of the transition, Li Changjian saw you getting up in the middle of the night to burn incense and worship the statue. He thought you were paying homage to Second Lord Guan, but it was actually him, right?" Jiang Yiming asked.

Teng Qinghua subconsciously squeezed his black waist bag tightly, his face was a little ugly, and he nodded after a few seconds of silence: "It's the clay figure of Ma Mengqi. I asked the master, and the master said that if he wants to go back to his hometown for filming, he must Appease the old man first."

He sighed: "No one wanted the accident that happened when we were filming back then."

"He was in trouble, but you made a clay figurine. Do you want to appease the old man or kill him?" Jiang Yiming pointed out mercilessly.

Teng Qinghua paused, he didn't expect Jiang Yiming to see this, he shook his head: "Anyone will be afraid, it's human nature, I'm just superstitious to give myself an extra layer of insurance."

"By the way, why did you suddenly ask this? Is this related to the trouble you said?" Teng Qinghua suddenly realized that he looked at Jiang Yiming nervously.

"During the scene filmed yesterday, Tang Guo called your old friend back by mistake." Jiang Yiming pulled a smirk at Teng Qinghua, and saw Teng Qinghua sitting there as if he was stupid.

Jiang Yiming said: "I said before, if you don't respect it, don't shoot it. If you shoot it, do it well. No one wants to find trouble."

"Called back, what do you mean?" Teng Qinghua asked hesitantly.

"That's right, he's back." Jiang Yiming looked at Teng Qinghua, threatening.

——Some people will never know what awe is unless they are frightened.

Teng Qinghua almost fell off the director's chair.

Jiang Yiming squinted his eyes, supported Director Teng, and threw him back on the chair.

"The reaction is so big? It seems that I don't know how to be afraid, but I've always been lucky, right?" Jiang Yiming asked him.

Teng Qinghua gave a wry smile dryly and shook his head.

"How do you know he's back?" he asked in a low voice.

"It's not just me, your hero and heroine, and the supporting roles all know it, and they played games with them yesterday, and it made a lot of sense." Young Master Jiang said coolly.

Teng Qinghua: "...?"

Before Jiang Yiming could say anything, the phone rang. He looked down at the caller ID, then left Teng Qinghua alone, turned around and walked to the open space to answer the phone: "Uncle Zhong?"

Zhong Sheng: "..."

Jiang Yiming listened to the momentary silence on the other end of the phone, bent his eyes in a good mood, and then said again: "Mr. Zhong called here on purpose, what's the matter?"

"I'm planning to visit the class, is it convenient?" Zhong Sheng asked.

Jiang Yiming paused and asked, "When?"

"If it's convenient, it's just today, if it's inconvenient... depends on when you want me to come." Zhong Sheng said.

Jiang Yiming listened, and raised his eyebrows: "Then if I say something inconvenient, do you still have to find out what is inconvenient?"

"It's due concern." Zhong Sheng said, tapping the laptop on his lap with his finger, watching a piece of entertainment news that popped up on the computer——

[Director Teng Qinghua's new film "Mountain and Sea Records" returns to his hometown, Ma Mengqi's missing case returns to the public's attention]

[The heroine Tang Guo of the new movie "Mountain and Sea Records" left the hotel in the middle of the night, looking pale and panicked, suspicious of breaking the contract and quitting the show]

Jiang Yiming paused when he heard the words, thinking that this person also stepped on the point.

He simply didn't struggle, and said: "It's fine to come, but I'm afraid it will take a long time to get here from you? Maybe I'm out of the game."

"Not at all." Zhong Sheng said after a pause.

Jiang Yiming counted the time, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked, "Are you already on your way? Kill first and play later?"

Zhong Sheng: "..."

"Then what if I don't let you come?" Jiang Yiming asked.

"Then ask the driver to drive back." Zhong Sheng said.

Jiang Yiming snorted softly, and hummed again: "Then it's better to cut first and then play."

Zhong Sheng smiled slightly: "See you later."

Jiang Yiming listened to the busy tone on the other end of the phone, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, and he held it back quickly.