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

Pretend to be a ghost No. 150 Seventh day · ymh: "Mr. Zhong, don't get me wrong, Young Master Jiang and I are innocent."

Yu Minghao said that everyone has a time when they are young and make mistakes, so what happened to having a room?Who doesn't have emotional impulses and physical needs?

Although Yu Minghao thought so in his heart, and even felt that he should be upright, but when he looked at Young Master Shangjiang with a smile that was not a smile, his whole body was like a deflated balloon, and he immediately felt guilty.

He coughed twice, rubbed his nose embarrassingly: "Just... just opened a room, and didn't do anything else... Is this also a problem?"

Jiang Yiming held his chin, blinked and asked, "How does it feel to open a hotel room?"

Yu Minghao: "?"

Star Yu couldn't believe that Young Master Jiang asked this question.

What are you talking about?Why did Jiang Yiming suddenly become interested in this?

——Jiang Yiming just thinks that for busy people like them who have to film movies every day and travel to other places, the chances of sleeping in a hotel are much higher than when they sleep in their own apartment. Doesn't that mean that they have to... Think about practical issues?

There happened to be someone who came by in front of me, and it was harmless to ask for advice.

"Ask casually." Jiang Yiming smacked his lips. Seeing that Yu Minghao's reaction seemed too intense, he felt as if he really asked some serious question.

He waved his hand, just to skip this topic, and said: "Go to the hotel and get a room, have you settled down?"

Yu Minghao: "..." Yu Daxing realized that there was no way around this problem.

But Jiang Yiming was asking the question seriously, and was thinking about it without any color filter.

"Ask you, why are you silent?" Jiang Yiming raised his eyebrows.

"It's done, we've opened the house, of course it's done." Yu Minghao said, a little embarrassed, as if he had an olive in his mouth.

Seeing this, Jiang Yiming let out a "chi" laugh, feeling inconceivable at his embarrassment: "Why are you innocent? I think other girls may be more open about this topic than you."

Yu Minghao can't answer, girl?So... what if it's not a girl?Yu Minghao touched his nose again.

Jiang Yiming smiled and didn't ask any more questions. Maybe if he asked a little more about the details of the room, Yu Minghao could flatten the bridge of his nose.

The reason why he asked Yu Minghao if he had done that kind of thing was because the essence of a person would have an impact on a place, especially when the feng shui of that place was different, the essence would act and react on people and places .

Jiang Yiming didn't pay attention to the feng shui of that hotel, he followed the crowd directly into the banquet, and was so lazy that he was about to fall asleep the whole time. It wasn't until something like that happened that he became more energetic.

Just now I heard Yu Minghao mentioned that the bathrooms of the hotel are located at the corners of the buildings on each floor, which is very strange.

Jiang Yiming vaguely grasped something worth pondering, and planned to find some time to go back and take a good look at the uniqueness of this hotel.

Yu Minghao blinked, looked at Jiang Yiming and asked, "Is there any use in asking these?"

"Would it be a little strange if I asked you if you still remember the room number where you opened the room?" Jiang Yiming raised his eyebrows at him.

Yu Minghao twitched the corners of his mouth and nodded slightly in silence for two seconds.

It's so strange that I want to call the police.

"Then do you still remember?" Jiang Yiming asked, pretending not to see it.

Yu Minghao had to admit that he really remembered that room number.

One is because the impression he left on him that night was too deep, and the other is because it was his first time, so there must be something different about it, and the third is... that room is also the place where he will be in every time he comes. The rooms that are reserved for staying in the hotel have basically not changed.

Yu Minghao coughed lightly: "Room 808."

Jiang Yiming raised his eyebrows: "Remember so clearly?"

"..." Yu Daxing sneered twice, "After all, the numbers are auspicious."

Jiang Yiming was noncommittal to this explanation. He stood up and said casually, "I'm planning to go and have a look. Do you want to come?"

"Where are you going?" Yu Minghao subconsciously stood up and asked.

"Room 808." Jiang Yiming said.

Yu Minghao: "..."

"Then what's worth seeing... that is, a living room, a bedroom and a lounge... There are other rooms, and 808 also has them." Yu Minghao said.

Jiang Yiming raised his index finger and shook: "Who am I, who are you?" Can you see what's wrong?

Yu Minghao was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at Jiang Yiming with a different look, not knowing what was going on.

"Then...then I'll go and have a look too." Yu Minghao said.

Jiang Yiming glanced at him and said, "But since we are going out, we have to make some preparations."

The two can be regarded as the current popular traffic. They plan to go to the hotel together, and they also need to "open the room" to scout the room. They have to do some disguise.

Jiang Yiming asked his assistant Xiaotong to come over with a cosmetic bag.

The assistant came soon. Jiang Yiming opened the makeup bag, took a makeup brush, and brushed it on the back of his hand twice. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Yu Minghao.

"What are you going to do?" Yu Minghao subconsciously felt uneasy.

"Give me a disguise." Jiang Yiming said, and waved at Yu Minghao.

Yu Minghao: "..."

Although the big star felt that it was not good, but out of blind admiration and trust for Young Master Jiang, he still walked over.

Young Master Jiang rubbed and smeared Yu Minghao's face like a painter for about ten minutes.

"Okay, boy, come and have a look, can you recognize who this is?" Jiang Yiming called his assistant to check the results.

The assistant ran over, glanced at Yu Minghao, and "puchi" was amused.

"I can't tell, even a die-hard fan can't tell." If he didn't know that the person in front of him was Yu Minghao, he wouldn't believe that Yu Minghao would be so ugly one day.

Jiang Yiming was satisfied, so he asked Yu Minghao to look himself in the mirror and check and accept it.

Yu Minghao took a deep breath, and said with a dry smile, "No need, you just say yes."

Thinking about it, Toe knows that his current appearance must be the kind that cannot see people.

At least no media paparazzi.

Seeing this, Jiang Yiming didn't force it, and turned his head and started to twitch on his own face.

The assistant opened his mouth when he saw it, and wanted to ask him to help with makeup, but the drastic level of Young Master Jiang is really too much for people to bear.

But before he had time to cut off the beard, he saw that Jiang Yiming had already brushed something on his face.

Xiaotong's assistant looked at it and felt that with his half-baked level, he couldn't follow Young Master Jiang's uncanny workmanship, and let the young master finish it by himself.

With Yu Minghao's hands-on test, Jiang Yiming spent even less time on his own face, and the disguise was completed with a little effort.

The originally beautiful arc eyes were painted into big and small eyes;

The bridge of the nose is straight and straight. It used to be smooth from the root of the mountain to the tip of the nose without being hooked. In an instant, everyone disappeared;

Looking at the mouth again, the lips are red and the teeth are white, and the lips are small and delicate. On weekdays, Jiang Yiming would habitually purse them slightly, which is hardly noticeable, with a bit of temptation of restraint and abstinence, but now he has painted them into big thick lips. Lips are thick and dark, like a smoker.

With just such a few efforts, Jiang Yiming changed from a Yan Ba ​​who shined wherever he went, to an ordinary person who was humiliated and no one noticed.

Yu Minghao watched Jiang Yiming's big change, he couldn't even close his mouth, and felt that Jiang Yiming's skills were simply better than the most powerful makeup artist he had ever seen.

"That's still different. The makeup artist is responsible for making you look handsome, beautiful and radiant, but for me, I just weaken and uglify the outstanding advantages on the surface." Jiang Yiming said.

To put it bluntly, his method is more like a disguise technique, although the technique is a little clumsy, but it is more than enough to cope with this new century.

Jiang Yiming and Yu Minghao went out in such a swaggering manner.

It was the first time for Yu Minghao to walk on the street, he didn't need to cover up and sneak around, and no one looked at them.

It was as if the two of them were transparent air, without any sense of existence.

Entering the hotel, Jiang Yiming opened a room: "Is there room 808?"

The front desk checked and confirmed that the room was empty, and asked, "Please show your identity documents, both of you."

Jiang Yiming: "..."

Yu Minghao: "..."

"I'm so sorry, I forgot to bring it..." Yu Minghao coughed lightly, and said in a squeezed voice.

"Sorry, if you don't have an ID card, please go and apply for a temporary ID card." The front desk said, without any room for negotiation.

Yu Minghao choked, and looked at Jiang Yiming again.

Obviously, it was the first time for these two people to check in, Jiang Yiming blinked blankly: "Is it still possible to live without an ID card?"

There were not so many rules in the inn before!

An ID card suddenly passed in front of Young Master Jiang, and his slender and bony fingers pointed to the table: "Open room 808."

The receptionist was stunned when he heard the words, and looked up: "But..."

"together."

Jiang Yiming blinked until he got the key to the door and the three of them entered the elevator silently, then he said, "You...recognize me?"

"Yeah." Zhong Sheng slightly bent his mouth, and raised his hand to wipe the young master's lower lip, the red mark on his hand.

Jiang Yiming: "..."

"It's true that you don't look like the real person at all, but Mingming's temperament is unique. I knew it was you when I saw the back." Zhong Sheng said, "I think, no matter what you look like, I can probably recognize you at a glance. out of you."

Jiang Yiming snorted softly and smiled slightly, obviously very useful.

He poked Yu Minghao next to him again, and asked, "Then can you tell who he is?"

"Bao Qiwen?" Zhong Sheng asked.

The only person following Young Master Jiang was probably Bao Qiwen.

Yu Minghao: "..."

Jiang Yiming was really happy now, he didn't explain, just asked: "Why are you here?"

"Just sent the client away." Zhong Sheng said, "I saw you when I turned around. How did you come here? You still need to open a room?"

As Zhong Sheng spoke, he glanced towards "Bao Qiwen" several times.

Jiang Yiming paused, and suddenly felt that Yu Minghao's identity should be revealed earlier, or he should ask Zhong Sheng to know his gender, lest Rapunzel would secretly get jealous.

"I have some ideas, and I plan to take a look." Jiang Yiming said, and just as he was speaking, the elevator door slowly opened from the middle.

The eighth floor is here.

The decoration style of the entire eighth floor is a typical Baroque style, luxurious and warm, lively and unrestrained.

The vaults of the corridor are full of statues and decorations, each of them is lifelike and vivid, and they hang above the head, revealing an indescribable mystery.

Above the eaves of each door, mountain flowers are used to make overlapping arcs and triangles. The mountain flowers are red and bright, and they are obviously dried flowers, but they are full as if they were just picked.

Leaning columns and flat pilasters are used on both sides of the door, and two pairs of large scrolls are also made, which looks very much like a church.

Yu Minghao didn't think there was anything weird, he walked ahead familiarly, and stopped in room 808.

He turned to look at Jiang Yiming and Zhong Sheng: "Why did you stop there?"

Zhong Sheng heard Yu Minghao's voice, and squinted his eyes: "It's not Bao Qiwen?"

Yu Minghao: "..."

Jiang Yiming withdrew his gaze from looking around, and coughed lightly: "I didn't say he was Bao Qiwen, did I? This is Yu Minghao."

Zhong Sheng narrowed his eyes.

Yu Minghao tensed his back subconsciously, and quickly waved his hands: "Don't get me wrong, I am innocent."

Young Master Jiang gave a "tsk" at Yu Minghao's cowardly demeanor, and rolled his eyes skyward.