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

The [-]th day of pretending to be a ghost · "Now, it's time for our game characters to change. It's my turn."

After Zhang Yuming finished telling this story, he always wondered, whose story did he tell?

After much deliberation, he couldn't figure it out, but he couldn't ask, until he heard Chen Hening suddenly turn to Jiang Yiming to ask a question, he was suddenly enlightened—is this story Jiang Yiming's?

He suddenly looked at Jiang Yiming, even if there was no trace of the other side, but he still believed in his own judgment, just like that person who only asked questions after Zhang Hanyu finished telling his story, because only he Know best who is behind each story!

Zhang Yuming's gaze was so explicit that both Fang Xia and Zhang Hanyu subconsciously looked at Jiang Yiming.

[Why is everyone watching Mingming?very strange? 】

[I'm so annoyed by this nervous link, it makes everyone nervous]

[Fuck, don't look at us Mingming with such eyes!What the hell is it like watching a prisoner one by one! 】

【It's just following the script... Don't be so sincere...】

Just when everyone was attacking and cursing, suddenly the style of barrage in the live broadcast room suddenly changed——

【Eh?ah ah!The president is short! 】

[Aww, well done Mr. Zhong! 】

Seeing Zhong Sheng take a step forward, his broad shoulders blocked Jiang Yiming's body: "Turn your eyes back, don't look at what you shouldn't look at."

"No... I just want to know the story..." Zhang Yuming opened his mouth, but before he could finish speaking, he suddenly got stuck in his throat.

—— Zhong Sheng, who was standing a few meters away from him, suddenly stopped in front of him with a few steps, staring at him coldly, forcing Zhang Yuming to take back the rest of his words subconsciously.

"Just one story is worth looking at others with such eyes? Is this your tutor?" Zhong Sheng asked.

【Harmful!President, don't reason with them!Just get started! 】

【calm?The camera is recording! 】

[Has Zhong Sheng made a big deal out of a molehill?Didn't it just take a second look?Is it necessary to bluff people like this? 】

【Then you are going to be scrutinized twice?What kind of fart does the Holy Mother fart... nonsense? 】

Zhang Yuming's face turned pale, he choked, and wanted to explain something, but then, Zhong Sheng lowered his voice and whispered something in his ear, and at the same time, the silence on both of them The device emits a short and harsh beep, as if it is being interfered with by a signal.

Zhang Yuming heard it clearly, and Zhong Sheng asked him back: "Do you think no one can find out your story? Do you think your story ends here?"

The man's voice seemed to be whispering from hell, full of malice and threats, and when Zhong Sheng was close to his ear, the feeling of fear went deep into his bone marrow.

Standing there stiffly, Zhang Yuming felt for the first time that Zhong Sheng was not just the head of a group, he was far more dangerous than this status.

Zhang Yuming's eyes widened and he looked forward, his eyes were out of focus.

He suddenly remembered the news he had heard before, saying that Zhong Sheng's family was from a gangster background, and Zhong Sheng was the uncrowned king of the underground world.

——When he heard the news, he just smiled indifferently and didn't feel relieved at all. Such gossip is made up every day. If it is true, there will be many uncrowned kings in the underground world.

But now, Zhang Yuming unexpectedly remembered the news, and believed it from the bottom of his heart.

A person's aura cannot be deceived. The sense of oppression Zhong Sheng gave him, the oppressive feeling that he was not angry and arrogant, and even made people almost breathless, made him not believe that the other party was just the head of a group. .

Zhong Sheng spoke quickly, and then he pulled away and left. He glanced at the other two people coldly. Seeing Fang Xia and Zhang Hanyu unconsciously looking away, he returned to Jiang Yiming's side, palms soothingly. Lightly land on the back of the opponent's neck.

To make the receiver temporarily lose its function, it only needs to temporarily interfere with the signal, and the receiver used in this kind of program usually has a lot of loopholes, and it is not as strictly guarded as military equipment. For Zhong Sheng who is training, only a little trick is enough.

【My mother, my ears are dead ahhh】

[Oh my god, the sound just now was too scary, my scalp was about to explode! 】

[What's going on, what's going on! 】

[Maybe the signal is bad...? 】

[Maybe the two guests are too close, the receiver channels are mutually exclusive]

[The answer upstairs is very professional (star-eyed)]

【Ha, I made it up casually, don't believe it】

【…】

[Curious about what the CEO said, Zhang Yuming looks like he's broken]

[e "broken" is a terrible description, change one for another]

[Zhang Yuming looks like he has lost his mind]

[Stupid +1, Mr. Zhong must have done something bad!It feels like something is wrong with Zhang Yuming, is he a threat? 】

【Oh, even though it's outdated to say so, it's still... Heavenly King Liangpo! 】

【...I always feel that these four words don’t seem to say that】

[In a word, don't mess with a president who can protect his shortcomings! 】

Chen Hening looked at Zhong Sheng, Jiang Yiming, and Zhang Yuming with great interest, he squinted his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that our guests have already found some fun for themselves? Are you willing?" Do you want to share it with everyone?"

"Well, it seems that no one wants to." Chen Hening waited for a long time without waiting for a response. He pretended to be sad and said to himself, shrugged and said, "Look at the time, there are still three hours before midnight on the first night. Our stories need to be shared faster."

"Because one of you violated the rules of the game—although she has already received punishment—but as her teammates, you also need to be punished." Chen Hening suddenly changed the subject, and was satisfied to see that the three young people His body tensed up at his words.

"I like listening to stories, how about this, and punish one of you to tell another story instead of her." Chen Hening said.

"But your story hasn't been told yet." Fang Xia retorted boldly.

"My guests, pay attention to what I said. I said 'punishment', not 'exchange' stories. Now it's time to 'punish' you. What stories do you expect to hear? Ha!" Chen Hening sneered, Fang Xia's face turned red and white, it was wonderful.

"Then who will tell?" Chen Hening glanced around, and suddenly pointed his finger at Zhong Sheng, "It's just you."

Zhong Sheng glanced at him expressionlessly, without any objection, but he put the phone in his trouser pocket, not intending to look at the phone to read the manuscript at all.

"The story I want to tell is very simple. It is also the story of my friend." He said.

Jiang Yiming couldn't help staring at him, curled his cold fingertips involuntarily, and tapped his knees in an unbeatable rhythm, only he knew how nervous he was.

"My friend is just an ordinary person, no different from you and me. It's just that he can calculate when it rains, when it clears, who is sick and why, who died and what wish. In our current words , like a little magic stick, who knows how to do psychic arts."

When Jiang Yiming heard this, the tension in his heart had subsided a little bit. He rolled his eyes in his heart, and the villain in his heart curled his lips: Little magic stick?Know some psychics?This is contempt and insult to his feng shui master...but forget it, who is calling this person his Rapunzel.

Zhong Sheng continued: "But he is still no different from others, he is just an ordinary person, who occasionally helps others and occasionally helps ghosts."

"My friend always thinks that he didn't do anything big, that he just did a little bit of work, but he never knows how many people his random gang has brought the gospel to, and how many people have lived because of him. come down."

"I do know that there is a town where people, in order to thank my friends, gather the whole town every year to release sky lanterns together."

"When the sky lanterns rushed into the night, all the people below lowered their heads and prayed devoutly for my friend, wishing my friend peace and joy in this life and the next life."

"I also know that there is a group of people who love and like my friends sincerely. Even if my friends don't know about it and don't know what they have done for him, they still like it without reservation. my friend."

"—My friend is not good at words, there will always be people who will distort and misunderstand his kindness, but he doesn't want to express or explain anything for himself, and these people will always rush to the forefront, speaking for my friend and for him Overcome obstacles and resist rumors and difficulties for him."

"—When my friend was in trouble and danger, these people raised money for charity and prayed for my friend."

"I think my friend will know sooner or later that he is very good. Everyone will hug him over rumors, misunderstandings, and appearances of not understanding. He just needs to sit there and open his arms to welcome these Just a hug that should belong to him."

Zhong Sheng didn't look at anyone, and just said each sentence in a leisurely manner. It seemed that he was really just telling a story, and everyone was listening to him carefully.

Maybe it's been a long time since I heard such a peaceful story. Everyone gradually relaxed, and their breathing became long and easy.

But Chen Hening didn't like this, he frowned fiercely, and interrupted Zhong Sheng displeasedly: "This story is too boring, this is not the story I want to hear."

"I'm just in charge of telling the story, without considering whether you like to listen to it or not." Zhong Sheng said lightly.

Chen Hening choked, and showed a rare expression of embarrassment, and Jiang Yiming finally smiled when he saw this.

Chen Hening suddenly seemed to have caught something, and immediately looked at Jiang Yiming, pointed at Jiang Yiming and said: "You, my guest, you always stand there so mysteriously, I believe you must have many story, and you're not going to begrudge us a story, are you?"

Jiang Yiming took a deep look at Zhong Sheng, then got up suddenly, the aura around him suddenly changed, he seemed to be much more relaxed, and walked in front of Chen Hening at a leisurely pace.

He glanced at the man twice, then suddenly turned to Zhong Sheng: "What did you do just now? Help me."

Everyone looked at Jiang Yiming blankly, not knowing what Jiang Yiming was talking about.

Only Zhong Sheng smiled clearly, and walked forward, suddenly there was another ear-piercing long cry, and everyone subconsciously covered their ears.

Jiang Yiming said in Chen Hening's ear: "You seem to think that you are very smart, you can play with all of us in the applause, and you can enjoy our flustered appearance."

He said, narrowing his eyes: "But now, it's time for our game characters to change. It's my turn."