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

Playing God and Playing Ghosts Chapter 230, Day [-]. Young Master Jiang: "You Rapunzel, you are very bad."

The field manager woke up after sleeping all day.

He saw that the sky was dim outside, as if it would be night in the next second, he was startled, and was about to rush out of the tent immediately.

"Where are you going in such a hurry?" Jiang Yiming calculated that the time was about the same, and walked towards the tent of the scene manager, just in time to see the scene manager rushing out of the tent, and the two studio staff beside him were stopping him .

He had just left the play, still wearing the red cassock and dyed clothes in the play, with a string of beads in his hands, Shi Shiran came over with makeup on, and asked unhurriedly.

That appearance, just like the monk Nian Sheng in the play came out.

"You don't understand, let me go, I don't have much time!" The field manager shouted anxiously, stretching out his hands to grab the two staff members who were stubbornly blocking him.

"Is it about your little furry question?" Jiang Yiming walked up to him, stood still and asked with a calm smile.

The field manager paused, froze in place, and looked at Jiang Yiming in shock: "How do you know?!"

I'm tired of saying that.Jiang Yiming rolled his eyes in his heart and thought.

He just said: "If you are worried about that problem, it is temporarily resolved now."

"You..." The field manager shook his cheeks. He still couldn't believe that someone knew about him, but he subconsciously looked down at his hands.

It was only then that he noticed his hand, which he had wrapped several layers of gauze like a rice dumpling, now only had a square piece of gauze pasted on the wound.

The blackened rotten flesh was gone, the unpleasant smell on his hand was also gone, and the pus no longer flowed out. He seemed... all healed? !

The field manager looked at his hands over and over in shock, as if what he saw was a dream, or was everything he experienced a few days ago a nightmare?

"You have to thank Lord Jiang, we were almost scared to death by you." A person standing a little distance said.

Jiang Yiming twitched his mouth when he heard that he was called by name.

The people on the set called him "Jiang Ye" from someone who called him away, and now everyone who sees him calls him "Jiang Ye".

Although Jiang Yiming knew that he had such a title on Weibo, he found it a bit unbearable to be called face to face.

The field manager heard the words: "You all know?"

"You just appeared under the eyes of the big guys, who wouldn't know?" Another person on the set said.

The scene manager's face was pale, and the people next to him paused to comfort him when he saw this, "Don't worry, Master Jiang has cured you before, you see it's getting dark now, you're fine Is it?"

Look at the sky, it really is.Just a few minutes ago, the sky was still a typical dusk, but after just a few minutes of talking, it was night.

The field manager was shocked, and touched his face and exposed skin in surprise—there was no hair growth, no change in nails, and the clothes were not stretched, and he did not lose consciousness!He is still alone!

The field manager ran up to Jiang Yiming excitedly, trying to grab Jiang Yiming's hand, but Jiang Yiming avoided it without a trace. He thanked him repeatedly and knelt down in front of Jiang Yiming.

A middle-aged man in his 50s and [-]s, with tears and snot in his nose, seemed to be born again.

It is indeed reborn.

Jiang Yiming didn't help him, nor did he stop him. This person deserved to worship him. It's not easy to get his life back.

What's more, how many people worshiped him in his previous life, he got used to it.

The people around more or less gathered around to watch the fun, and took out their mobile phones to record some good things, but were stopped by Jiang Yiming's assistant and bodyguards.

Among the onlookers, seeing that the filming was blocked, one quietly put his mobile phone in his pocket, leaving a small lens quietly exposed outside.

Under the reassurance of others, the field manager gradually calmed down. He wiped his face clean, gasped and hiccupped and asked, "How did you do it? I... what happened to me?"

"You were hated by Huang Pizi Daxian!" Someone nearby rushed to explain to him, "I told you not to touch that thing! It's evil!"

"But I was saving it!" The field manager said angrily, depressed and angry.

Jiang Yiming glanced at the person who interrupted, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "If you don't save yourself, you will suffer."

When the man heard this, he didn't dare to say anything.

"You saved it, but it doesn't repay you but hates you. Don't you think it's strange?" Jiang Yiming asked back at the scene.

The field manager regarded Jiang Yiming as his savior, and when he heard it, he immediately humbly asked for advice: "Then what do you mean?"

"I'm not here to be your teacher, I want to go." Jiang Yiming snorted, pointing his finger in one direction at random, and said, "I'm just here to remind you, remember to go in the direction that the yellow leather child is running away from." Kowtow, apologize, and be more sincere."

"Is it good or not? It's all about your own good fortune." Jiang Yiming glanced at the gauze on the hand of the field manager, took a meaningful look, and turned to leave after speaking.

The field manager kept Jiang Yiming's words firmly in his heart, and he nodded repeatedly.

After Jiang Yiming left, the field manager looked at his wound curiously, and carefully removed the gauze. Sure enough, it was all healed, and the wound was healing just like an ordinary bite.

The field manager danced and danced happily, and the colleagues around him also came over to celebrate him, saying that they were going to drink and celebrate.

The field manager forgot what Jiang Yiming told him in a blink of an eye, and was busy celebrating with his colleagues.

After drinking for three rounds, the field manager was groggy and smelled of alcohol and complained to his colleagues: "You said that yellow skin, I kindly rescued it, but it was not only ungrateful, but also hated me, and played such a trick on me."

"Hush! You are not afraid to speak ill of it now, what will it give you again?"

"It turned me into that by biting me and getting those disgusting bugs into my wound. I'm not in the forest now, and it can't control me if it wants to. It doesn't know! Do you think it's really a fairy?" The field manager waved his hand, and continued to drink and curse.

"I still think..."

"Yeah, Master Jiang didn't say that..."

When the field manager heard Jiang Yiming's name, his heart skipped a beat. After thinking about it, he still shut up. He was afraid of what Lishen said, especially when it just happened to him.

"Don't talk, don't talk, I'll give that Huang Daxian a good two bangs later, and beg him to find other unlucky ones, or should I buy him two big roast chickens?" said the field manager.

"I think it's okay hahaha." The person next to him laughed.

The next day, the scene manager really bought two big roast chickens and brought them to the set. Then, according to what Jiang Yiming said, he kowtowed twice in the direction where Huang Pizi fled away, and put the roast chickens on the set. , Amitabha recited a few words, and inserted three sticks of incense.

——Anyway, he used all the metaphysics he knew.

A group of people stayed in the old forest in the northeast for another month. After shooting all the shots in the old forest, the filming was completed in stages.

On the day of wrapping up, the scene manager started the show and came to respect Jiang Yiming with a wine glass, so in the blink of an eye, everyone else came running.

Jiang Yiming looked at those people, raised his eyebrows and asked, "He came to respect me for a reason. What are you people doing here?"

A person wanted to say "eliminate harm for the people", but just made a mouth shape, and was covered by the person next to him.

Also, if Jiang Yiming hadn't solved the field affairs, the danger factor in this group would have skyrocketed. No one knew how dangerous it was that they were getting along with a "beastman" day and night.

"We respect Lord Jiang!"

A group of old men had already drank a lot of wine before they came. They drank to build up their courage. They all blushed and had thick necks.

Jiang Yiming blinked, and his eyes drifted to the small wine glass on his table, feeling a little moved.

"You mustn't. Mr. Zhong specifically told you not to let you touch the wine." The assistant carefully put the small wine glass aside and said softly.

Hearing this, Jiang Yiming raised his eyebrows slightly, and an inexplicable smile flashed in his caramel-colored eyes: "He won't let me touch it? I can't touch it?"

"Oh, that's not what it means..." The little assistant hurriedly tried to explain.

Jiang Yiming ignored him and asked someone to pour wine for him.

The little assistant choked, and hurriedly took the first step, hugging the wine bottle tightly.

"It's not just this bottle of wine." Jiang Yiming laughed, waved, and asked someone to open another bottle, and poured it into his mouth when it was full.

Assistant: "..."

Yu Minghao paid respects to the big directors and producers, walked back, walked to Jiang Yiming, smelled a smell of alcohol, and then heard the little assistant muttering in a low voice: "It's over, it's over. It was sunk at the bottom of the river."

Yu Minghao blinked, and then looked at the small empty cup in Jiang Yiming's hand.

Instantly understood.

He looked at Jiang Yiming again, the young master was neither blushing nor out of breath, and his eyes were clear.

Yu Minghao laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to drink quite well. Is it unnecessary for the assistant to be so worried?"

Jiang Yiming glanced at him, but said nothing.

"Then I'll toast you too. Thank you Master Jiang for taking care of you many times!" Yu Minghao cupped his hands.

Jiang Yiming still didn't speak, but gently pushed the empty glass forward, motioning for Yu Minghao to pour the wine.

Yu Daxing happily poured half a cup.

"Fill it up." This time, Young Master Jiang opened his mouth reservedly and issued an order.

Yu Minghao paused, then filled it up.

Seeing this, the little assistant rushed to inform Mr. Zhong with a crying face.

Rapunzel, who was already on the way to give a surprise, received the news, gave a hand, and told the driver to speed up.

Jiang Yiming was bored again.

After the boredom was over, he pushed the empty cup forward again, lightly tapped his slender white fingers, and said lightly, "Fill it up."

Yu Minghao's movements froze, and then he felt that something was wrong. He looked down at Jiang Yiming, the young master was still blushing and not panting, and sat expressionlessly on his seat.

Yu Minghao thought for a while, then carefully asked softly: "Do you know who I am?"

Jiang Yiming raised his eyelids and looked over: "I don't care who you are. Pour the wine."

Yu Minghao: "..."

It's over, it's over, drink up!

It's over, it's over, he's going to be sunk by Mr. Zhong!

"Pour wine!" Seeing that the man in front of him was disobedient, Jiang Yiming gave a low drink impatiently, and slapped the table with his hand, cracking the glass on the table.

Yu Minghao shook, and immediately wanted to see if Young Master Jiang Jingui's palm was cut by the glass.

If it really hurts, he will consciously go to the bottom of the river QAQ

However, there was a hand that moved faster than Yu Minghao, grabbed Young Master Jiang's hand, and opened his eyes.

The young master's palm was white and tender, without any blemishes.

Yu Minghao almost jumped up, so and so!Who eats Young Master Jiang's tofu!

The big star looked up and stammered: "Mr. Zhong."

Zhong Sheng glanced at him coldly, Yu Minghao stood up straight and ran away immediately.

"Let go." Jiang Yiming frowned, freed his other hand, curled his fingers and poked the hand that was holding him.

Zhong Sheng sat on the chair opposite him: "Who am I?"

Jiang Yiming narrowed his eyes: "...I know who you are."

After he finished speaking, he paused, as if he was thinking about something, and then continued: "You Rapunzel, you are very bad, but you really want to drink me in your heart, don't you?"

A circle of people next to him got up and hurriedly dodged.I'm especially afraid of hearing something I shouldn't hear.

Zhong Sheng chuckled lightly when he heard the words, and pulled Jiang Yiming up: "You're right."

"Hmph, I figured it out." Young Master Jiang let out a sticky snort, curled his lips in displeasure, "Then ask the assistant not to touch me with wine."

"But I just want you to drink in front of me." Zhong Sheng helped the young master into the car, "Only in front of me."

"Then I..." Jiang Yiming pointed his finger at Zhong Sheng's shoulder, squinted his eyes, and spoke slowly, "It's not as good as you want."

"It's okay." Zhong Sheng seemed easy to talk, "The result after going back is the same, so the process doesn't seem so important."

"Huh?" The young master let out a mouthful of alcohol in a daze, and blew on Zhong Sheng's face: "What did you say?"

"You don't need to be too clear." Zhong Sheng smiled.