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

Playing God and Playing Ghosts No. 20 One day · "I worship the mighty sky, the rivers, sun, moon, mountains, seas and stars are in my palm..."

In view of the fact that these crayfish suppers were generously donated by Young Master Jiang, plus the box of beer piled up behind the seat, and the ice cubes filled with the portable refrigerator, all the staff were very impressed with Jiang Yiming's "eat another one." "It showed great tolerance.

"One is enough, anyway, there is no one behind, so it's okay to rehearse after eating." Director Xue's assistant and nephew Xue Yang said so.

"There's still time. It's only after ten o'clock. If Young Master Jiang buys another round of beer, I can have the rehearsal with you all night!"

"exactly!"

"Sing till dawn!"

Jiang Yiming twitched the corners of his mouth, apparently there were more people who wanted to fish in troubled waters than him.

"After ten o'clock?" Jiang Yiming suddenly thought of something, he took out a few wet tissues and wiped his hands and mouth, "I think—" he drawled his voice, and a group of staff members who were eating crayfish all looked up Coming over, he said, "Delicate girls and boys shouldn't go to bed so late, let's get started."

"Listen to Young Master Jiang!"

Xue Ke looked at Jiang Yiming suspiciously, wondering why Young Master Jiang suddenly changed his mind.

Suddenly, Xue Ke's eyes met Jiang Yiming's.

He looked into Shangjiang Yiming's dark eyes, and suddenly his right eyelid twitched twice. He raised his hand to hold it down, and subconsciously recited "Left is good, right is bad" in his heart, and then he shivered.

Xue Ke thought of the adventure that night, this kind of adventure only needs one night.

"Then let's get started." He coughed and cleared his throat.

Jiang Yiming jumped onto the stage and nodded to the field controller to signal that he was ready.

Lighting, music, stage, Jiang Yiming waited for the prelude to flow gently.

There were chattering sounds from the audience, and Jiang Yiming heard some of them.

"Speaking of which, what does Young Master Jiang plan to prepare?"

"I saw something like a log in his hand. Is it some kind of unique musical instrument?"

"Ah? Young Master Jiang knows this? I thought Young Master Jiang could only sing..."

"Tsk! Jiang Shao can't buy your mouth with a meal of crayfish?"

"Hee hee, listen to me? As long as Young Master Jiang sings, it's enough to defeat all the students on the stage, okay?"

"Tsk, dogleg."

"..."

Jiang Yiming shook his head slightly, amused in his heart, he stuck to the rhythm, and added the playing of Xun into it.

The long tune was paired with the unique timbre of the Xun, and the chattering voices from the audience disappeared immediately, leaving only the Xun music played by Jiang Yiming and the harmony played by the backstage.

[? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】

[This is what Jiang Shao blows out? ? ?Who the hell sent a press release to the group before, with a bright headline-"Restart Jiang Yiming, the king of ignorance and ignorance to fish in troubled waters"? ? ?I was cheated! ! ! 】

[I burst into tears! !This is the fairy playing! ! !Oh my god, today's lighting engineer, I want to give him chicken legs!As simple as that, a single beam of white light is enough, it's a fairy! ! ! 】

[Jiang Shao's blowing brought me back to the junior high school classroom in an instant, and I remembered that ancient poem: Don't dare to speak loudly, for fear of frightening the heavens! ! 】

[I just said why everyone bowed their heads and said nothing, so they are all in the group! 】

[I think it's a sin to speak out at this time]

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[Tomorrow the lighting engineer will call me like this!It's a breath of fresh air!All the stale air on the stage has been washed away! 】

[Who would have thought that one day, this gossiping work group would become Jiang Shao's rainbow fart group? 】

【WooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohI'm by no means turned on by crayfish and cold beer! 】

[Speaking of which... I just want to ask, has any of you recorded a video? 】

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【Ahhh!forgotten! 】

[cough cough cough! ! !Do you think I'm dead?I stand on the machine from the beginning to the end, no one sees me? 】

【Director Xue!Director Xue is mighty!I love Director Xue! 】

Everyone under the stage pressed their mobile phones enthusiastically, and at the same time pricked up their ears, wishing to take every note into their ears.

Jiang Yiming planned to end the rehearsal after finishing the Xunle solo, sing a little song, and dance the small fan a little bit to end the rehearsal, but obviously, the ghosts wandering in this building didn't give him a chance to complete the rehearsal.

When the last tune of Xunle rose and fell, the beam of white light above Jiang Yiming's head suddenly went out, followed by the sound of a light bulb exploding, which startled the staff in the audience to scream softly.

"Jiang Shao! Is Jiang Shao okay?"

"Jiang Shao is still on stage? Who will turn on the light!"

"What the hell is going on? Why did the good-looking lamp explode?!"

Feeling that the scene in front of him seemed a little familiar, Xue Ke was extremely calm. He took out his mobile phone and just turned on the flashlight when he saw a phantom rushing past his feet quickly.

He gasped, breath caught in his throat.

"Director Xue, don't make such a strange sound suddenly! It's scary!"

Xue Ke was extremely aggrieved, clutching her beating heart, leaning on the camera equipment to take a deep breath.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we have Young Master Jiang.

"Where did Young Master Jiang go on stage?"

"Take a picture in the corner? Young Master Jiang? Hear a creak?"

"My God, Young Master Jiang won't be knocked out by a lamp or something, right?"

"If something happens to Young Master Jiang... this show will have to be stopped! Stop talking like a crow! Look for it quickly!"

Listening to the tense voices of those staff members, Xue Ke wanted to say it's okay, you young master Jiang is probably learning from Batman Xingxia to save you all, but he couldn't say that, so he had to hug himself tightly and curl up in a corner , close your eyes, so as not to open your eyes and see some nightmare scenes that you shouldn't see.

"Director Xue! Why don't you worry about Young Master Jiang! You're so indifferent!"

"Director Xue has Young Master Jiang's cell phone, right? Make a call!"

"Director Xue, what are you doing hiding!"

Xue Ke poked her head out depressed, feeling aggrieved by being labeled indifferent for no reason.

"Jiang Shao may be busy...don't disturb him..." Xue Ke said in a low voice.

And all the staff said that Jiang Shao was alone on the stage, suddenly it was pitch black, Jiang Shao was so helpless, the poor one, where could he go?

Director Xue, you are really too ruthless! ! !

The little and pitiful Jiang Yiming, who was stamped, was holding the gut-wrenching Li Gui behind the stage pillar with one hand at this moment, and the red string ancient coin in his hand was firmly stuck to Li Gui's forehead.

"I worship Heaven, the rivers, the sun, the moon, the mountains, the seas and the stars are in my palms. I make the light to be bright, and the dark to be dark. 33 The gods of heaven are under my law, making east to be east, west to be west, south to be south, and north to be. That is to the north. Those who obey my orders and who do not follow my orders will be beheaded!"

He whispered in a low voice, his voice was sharp, and just as he finished speaking, the ghost in front of him screamed, struggling to break free from Jiang Yiming's shackles.

"...Hush! Did you hear that?! There seems to be something..."

"Don't scare me, I remembered that there were ghosts in this building before..."

"I heard it too!! Don't you feel that the surroundings have suddenly become cold..."

"I just wanted to say... When I was playing the flashlight, I seemed to see a person with a dragging intestines walking past..."

Xue Ke also heard the ghost cry, and he took out a red rope tied around his neck with trembling hands—since the accident happened last time, he tied one for himself and his eldest nephew—now he took it out Recite "Namo Amitabha Buddha" silently.

Jiang Yiming also heard the screams of those staff members. He felt the struggle under the ancient coin, his eyes sank, and he finished the rest of the mantra: "Those who disobey orders, beheaded!"