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

Pretend to be a ghost No. 40 days

[I'm sorry, is my computer broken, I can't hear anything behind me! 】

【I feel like I heard someone singing...?It’s like the feeling of reciting the Medicine Master Sutra in a temple]

【Ahhh, don't talk about this kind of topic when the screen is black and weird, QAQ】

[It feels like the signal is not good, I can still vaguely hear the voice of ymh]

[My God, I'm afraid that nothing will happen to the four guests! ?Is there still a sound? 】

[Wait, I seem to hear the wind... I also heard the sound of a helicopter? 】

[Is it out yet?rescued? 】

The number of people in the live broadcast room did not decrease because of the black screen, but more spectators and curious people poured in.

The bullet screen is so layered that it is almost impossible to read the words clearly.

Xue Ke received news that Young Master Jiang had sent a helicopter to rescue him; not long after, good news came from the front row of the convoy, saying that the road was cleared and the police convoy was leading the way .

Xue Ke breathed a sigh of relief, and prayed in her heart that the final result of the matter would not be too bad.

White Water Lake there.

Jiang Yiming strode towards Zhong Sheng's direction.

Qin Haiqing and the others fell behind him, and Qin Haiqing asked Xie He in a low voice: "It looks like he knows you?"

Xie He had heard about it a long time ago, and he nodded slightly: "It should be that the Jiang family was worried about the safety of Young Master Jiang, so someone came to pick him up."

"Send a helicopter to pick up people?" Qin Haiqing slightly raised his voice, "When did the airworthiness permit for civil helicopters become Chinese cabbage?"

"Unless the former commander spoke." Xie He added.

Qin Haiqing's eyes widened slightly, and Xie He then added: "Mr. Jiang's grandfather's surname is Xia, the one you know."

"..." He looked at Jiang Yiming again with a new look, and then he saw a man coming down from the helicopter.

The man was dressed in a straight suit, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and a male model figure. From a distance, he could only see a profile of his face, but just from the profile, he could still tell that the other party's facial features were excellent.

"The rich family sent someone to pick up the young master, so they have to find such a high-quality co-pilot?" Qin Haiqing asked sourly.

Hearing this, Xie He looked over, shook his head and said, "That's Zhong Sheng, he's always on the cover of financial newspapers."

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"I heard that Zhong's family and Jiang's family have a very good relationship. If these two people are counted according to their seniority, they are probably uncles and nephews." Xie He thought for a while and said.

Qin Haiqing nodded slightly understandingly, and when he looked over, he saw the man in a suit suddenly hugging Jiang Yiming. From his perspective, the two seemed to be kissing.

God damn uncle and nephew relationship?

Qin Haiqing looked at Xie He with wide eyes, Xie He paused, and coughed dryly: "Misalignment, angle? You know this better than me when you're filming."

The two walked forward while talking, and when they got closer, they realized, oh, it really is the fault of the misaligned angle.

Zhong Sheng looked down at Jiang Yiming, until the other party fell into his arms, the uneasiness in his heart was completely buried in his heart.

He folded his arms, but in just a few seconds, his sanity returned, he let go of his arms, and took a step back gently: "The Jiang family and the Xia family's seniors are very worried about you, let them report that they are safe first Bar."

Jiang Yiming was dissatisfied with the sudden lack of embrace. He wrinkled his nose and said nothing. When he heard Zhong Sheng mentioning his own children, he reacted and spread his hands to Zhong Sheng: "Mobile phone."

Zhong Sheng didn't expect the program team to confiscate Jiang Yiming's mobile phone. While handing over his mobile phone, he frowned and judged the danger and unreliability of this program in his heart.

If Jiang Yiming still wants to continue recording, he must put pressure on the TV station to overhaul and overhaul the program's rules.

After Jiang Yiming and his family reported their safety one by one, they returned the phone to Zhong Sheng.

Zhong Sheng handed him an earphone and motioned him to put it on and get on the plane.

"Almost forgot, there is one more thing that I promised and failed to do, wait for me." Jiang Yiming said, pushing the earphones back.

Seeing that he was about to leave in a hurry again, Zhong Sheng frowned, and followed with his long legs: "Where are you going?"

"Help a little girl out of this predicament." Jiang Yiming said, turning his head to see Zhong Sheng frowning slightly, a little confused and disapproving, and patiently smiled and explained, "Two little girls died here, One committed suicide by hanging a rope, and the other was stabbed to death by scissors, these two are considered murder weapons, and they are also the source of the obsession of those two girls trapped here, I have to destroy them."

"Then I'll go with you." Zhong Sheng said flatly after he understood.

Jiang Yiming shrugged his shoulders without any objection. Out of the corner of his eye, Zhong Sheng was always staring at him, as if something unexpected would happen to him in front of him.

He stopped and turned around to look at Zhong Sheng, his caramel-colored eyes were gentle and peaceful, he softened his attitude rarely, and asked after hearing the voice, "Did you really scare you a lot this time?"

"..." Zhong Sheng's lips were drawn into a straight line, "After the program team issued an official notice confirming that you have indeed lost contact, I am very worried."

When Jiang Yiming heard his shining straight ball, his heart felt hot. He felt warm and stung at the same time. He opened his mouth to explain: "Actually, there is nothing to worry about. I am prepared..."

Zhong Sheng interrupted him. He looked down at Jiang Yiming's eyes and said softly, "I believe in you, but it doesn't mean I won't be worried about it."

Jiang Yiming subconsciously breathed lightly.

Zhong Sheng continued to speak, gently holding the boy's cheek, curling his knuckles to wipe off the mud from the corner of the boy's eyes - he didn't know how to get it there.

"Just like uncles and aunts, Mr. Jiang, Mr. Xia, they are all worried, but they also know that you are different from us. You will do a lot that we have never even heard of."

Zhong Sheng looked at him, and finally stretched out his hand to lightly press the top of Jiang Yiming's head, the dry and warm temperature of his palm passed over, Jiang Yiming felt that he was a little cold just now, but now he finally warmed up.

"This is your secret, I know it, and they know it too, but it doesn't stop us from worrying about you and loving you."

"...You make me not know what to say now." Jiang Yiming was silent for a few seconds, and then looked at Zhong Sheng with a pretended relaxed smile, "If I said that I was about to be moved to tears, would it be Appearing insincere and asshole?"

Zhong Sheng laughed, and he gently leaned over to hug the young man: "No, I know this is what you mean."

Jiang Yiming sniffed the nice smell of men's perfume on Zhong Sheng's clothes, and took a deep breath.

He lay on Zhong Sheng's shoulders, closed his eyes and rested for a few minutes, and ordered himself not to be greedy for this little bit of warmth and security anymore. He still had two little girls' wishes to fulfill.

Besides, when he goes back—no, there is no need to wait until he goes back, when he gets on the plane, he will have plenty of time to lie down in Zhong Sheng's clothes.

But within a few seconds, he thought in his heart again, he hadn't had a good rest for almost two days and one night, he had done a lot, and he deserved to let him rest for 5 minutes now.

Zhong Sheng looked at Jiang Yiming standing in his arms with a funny face, his face buried on his shoulders, as if he had fallen asleep from exhaustion.

Qin Haiqing and Yu Minghao saw it from a distance, and they hesitated to discuss in a low voice: "Should we go there? Didn't we say we need to find some scissors and rope?"

"But I feel that if I pass by now, it will be a moving, talking, super-large wattage light bulb." Yu Minghao said.

"I think the atmosphere over there is too good for me to squeeze in and destroy it." Qin Haiqing nodded in agreement.

Xie He twitched the corners of his mouth, he noticed that Zhong Sheng was also looking over, he hesitated maybe he really should make room, as if he was being disliked.

However, Zhong Sheng waved at them.

The three looked at each other in dismay, and finally ran over.

Zhong Sheng made a few gestures, easily letting them understand the purpose of being called - to find those two things.

The three walked away obediently, and Qin Haiqing said after walking away: "I feel the aura of the overlord."

"I think he looked at me with a knife in his eyes. I shouldn't have offended him?" Yu Minghao scratched the back of his head and asked in a low voice.

"You have to ask yourself that." Xie He smiled.

Yu Minghao: "..."

Zhong Sheng maintained such an uncomfortable posture, shielding the young man from the hard wind blowing from the lake in the evening, allowing him to rest as he wanted.

"Did you send them away to find something?" Jiang Yiming asked in a muffled voice with his face buried in Zhong Sheng's suit.

Zhong Sheng glanced down at him, and replied: "When they find it, you can burn it, and rest for now."

Jiang Yiming laughed, holding on to Zhong Sheng's suit, not wanting to move. He asked, "By the way, what kind of perfume do you use? It smells so good."

Zhong Sheng bent the corners of his mouth, straightened the child's naturally curly bangs, "I'll give you a bottle next time. By the way, your bangs...have been shaved?"

Jiang Yiming raised his head suddenly, like an offended cub: "Don't say it!"

Zhong Sheng laughed softly, his chest shaking so that Jiang Yiming's ears were numb.

After a while, Jiang Yiming seemed to have had enough of the temperature, he straightened up and stretched: "I'll go and see those people."

"Okay." Zhong Sheng walked beside him side by side.

As soon as they walked in front of Li Meng's wooden house, Qin Haiqing and Yu Minghao ran out with their things, followed by two follow-up directors, shouting: "I found it, I found it."

"Why do you two seem to be chased by ghosts?" Jiang Yiming raised his eyebrows.

"Bah, bah, kid's words are not taboo." Qin Haiqing said.

Yu Minghao patted his chest with lingering fear: "That's the place where two people died. It feels eerie when you go in. If you stay there for a second, I think it's impossible."

Xie He came out after the two, not as exaggerated as the two, he nodded to Jiang Yiming: "It's really depressing inside."

Jiang Yiming noticed that the three follow-up cameras were turned on again, and he asked, "The live broadcast has resumed?"

"Teacher Qin said that we have an obligation to convey the truth to the media." Yu Minghao said.

"Aren't you afraid of ending up with that reporter friend back then?" Jiang Yiming asked again.

"...Aren't the villagers all here now?" Yu Minghao asked hesitantly.

"Didn't you listen carefully to what the old mayor said? These people don't come out during the day because they are afraid of light." Jiang Yiming showed a slightly malicious smile at Yu Minghao, threatening, "Look, now the sun is going to Down the mountain."

Yu Minghao whimpered.

He felt that Mr. Jiang's bad elements had emerged again.