After the Daoist Temple Collapsed, I Was Forced to Change Professions and Become Rich

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After her ancestral home was washed away by heavy rain, Qian Yang was left homeless and had no choice but to find another way out.

She burned incense ...

70? Chapter 70

70 Chapter 70

◎There may be more than one person coming back.◎

When the staff coming and going in the backstage saw this scene, they all stopped what they were doing.

"Brother Han, Brother Han, are you okay?" The assistant took two steps forward, bent down and helped him up.

"Get out of here!" Han Zhi pushed him hard and stood up from the ground.

"Damn it, a crappy internet celebrity really takes himself too seriously, huh?" Han Zhi stood up angrily, shook off his assistant's hand, and pointed at Qian Yang.

"Brother Han, calm down!"

"Brother Han, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding! The show is about to start."

Xiaoshui also hurried to act as a peacemaker. She had finally gotten this opportunity, and she didn't want to ruin it because of a fool.

"Woof!" Shunyi barked and took a fighting stance.

"What are you doing? What's going on?" The director and several staff members rushed over.

He glanced Han Zhi up and down. There was no need to ask what happened. He had heard a long time ago that this popular actor was acting like a big shot everywhere. If he didn't have old acquaintances in his company, why would he invite him to the show?

The director's face was sullen, and he said sternly, "Han Zhi, this isn't a place where you can act wild. If you're willing, come on. If you're not, get out. There are plenty of people who want this opportunity."

Han Zhi's eyes nearly burst with anger. "You want me to leave? Do you think I'd want to be with this lousy, makeshift troupe? Without me, how many people do you think would want to watch this crappy show?"

Hearing this, the expressions of everyone present became subtle, and they looked at him with very strange eyes, as if they were looking at a clown.

The director was also somewhat shocked. He looked at the assistant next to him and asked, "Does your company never manage public opinion for artists?"

The assistant nodded and bowed, "I'm sorry, Master Qianyang, I'm sorry, Director. Our Brother Han hasn't been in a good mood recently. He didn't mean it... I told him..."

"What are you apologizing for? She hit me, and you're apologizing to her? Where's your phone? I'm calling the police!"

The director's face suddenly darkened. "Han Zhi, the show is about to begin. If you weren't the first to flirt, would Master Qianyang have attacked you? You can call the police, but you'll have to pay the penalty first."

"Brother Han, please calm down. The show is about to start. If you have anything to say, please talk about it after the show. Your fans are still waiting!" the assistant said earnestly.

When the penalty for breach of contract was mentioned, Han Zhi's expression eased a little. When he heard his assistant mention fans, he calmed down completely.

He looked at the chief director and sneered, "Okay, you guys are really good."

The assistant lifted the chair and asked the makeup artist to fix his appearance.

Qianyang bent down and rubbed Shunyi's head, "It's okay."

"Woof!"

"Sang Chen, go back and rest. It's with me."

Sang Chen glanced at Han Zhi worriedly.

"It's okay." Qianyang said.

The chief director walked up to Qianyang, a smile on his face, "Master Qianyang, just follow the process. Our director team will also cooperate with the cue process, so you don't have to worry."

"Okay, I understand." Qianyang nodded.

Sang Chen returned to the lounge, while Qian Yang and others were making preparations backstage.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the three of them walked into the studio together.

Han Zhi had a gloomy face the whole time, and he ignored Xiaoshui's attempt to talk to him to ease the awkward atmosphere.

The program team prepared two sofas on the left and right, with a huge LED screen in front, connected to the live broadcast equipment.

"Master Qianyang, please sit here." The staff took her to a separate sofa, and the remaining two sat on the multi-person sofa opposite.

"Everyone get ready, the live broadcast is about to begin!"

"three……"

"two……"

"one!"

The live broadcast on the big screen began.

【Wakakaka has finally started! 】

【Qianyang Qianyang Qianyang I love you! 】

【Qianyang is so beautiful! 】

[I want to praise the makeup artist and stylist of the program team for perfectly highlighting Qianyang's strengths. ]

[Good luck, good luck, good luck! Bao Bao also has a part-time job. I wonder if there is any appearance fee.]

Is that girl across the street Xiaoshui? She's the makeup blogger. I followed her tutorials when I first put on makeup! And it didn't look terrible in the public eye!

The barrage of comments scrolled in real time on the big screen, but the number of viewers was not visible.

[Oh my goodness! Ms. Qianyang, long time no see!]

I've been watching your live streams on Green Lemon these days, but you never interact with us.

[Comments on the foreign version of Green Lemon will not be synced to Ms. Qianyang's side.]

[Thank you to the production team. I really miss Ms. Qianyang! ]

[Ms. Qianyang, thanks to you, Cecil has been discharged from the hospital and returned to her beloved sea.]

The live broadcast is open to most countries in the world at the same time, synchronizing everyone's comments.

"Hello everyone, I am Qianyang." Qianyang greeted the audience.

"Hello everyone, I'm Xiaoshui. Sisters who watch my videos to learn how to put on makeup, as long as I put on makeup well, how can it be ruined by the light?" Xiaoshui joked.

"Hello everyone, I'm Han Zhi. I haven't seen you for a while. I hope you haven't forgotten me?" Han Zhi greeted with a smile, and he was completely different from the person he was a few minutes ago.

Qianyang, Xiaoshui and even Shunyi on the stage all looked at him in surprise.

"I haven't been in good shape recently, I hope you don't mind."

After saying that, Han Zhi lowered his eyes and sighed self-deprecatingly.

“Awesome…”

The staff and bystanders outside the camera complained in a low voice.

"As expected of a professionally trained actor, his acting skills are absolutely impeccable."

[Wow! Young Marquis!]

[Oh my god! Such a good-looking guy! I almost didn't recognize him without his period costume.]

[Wow, the best little marquis in the world, you made me cry so much when you went offline.]

[My heart still aches when I think about it now. I don’t understand why the heroine doesn’t like the young marquis…]

[In the entertainment industry! Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the young marquis should be the male lead, but he can't resist bringing in money.]

[Is his poor performance due to being replaced by the crew of "Tianhe"? What a rubbish director.]

[I remember saying he bullied the investor's daughter and got kicked out?]

[This is hilarious! You already said you're the investor's daughter. How is this different from bringing in money?]

[Thank you so much, our young marquis is always bullied by the capitalists.]

[Wow! I've seen this gentleman's drama!]

It was so touching that I cried for a long time.

What are Chinese netizens saying? Was he bullied by his colleagues?

[Who? Who is bullying such a beautiful boy? ]

"It's my first time meeting Master Qianyang, and I'm quite nervous." Han Zhi turned his gaze to Qianyang, narrowing his eyes into slits, and his expression could not be seen at all.

"To be honest, I was a little shocked. I didn't expect that Master Qianyang would be so different in private than he is in his live broadcasts."

Xiaoshui's heart instantly rose to her throat. She looked at Han Zhi anxiously, wondering why this guy was so sarcastic. Couldn't he see that most of the audience's attention was on Qianyang?

"Xiao Shui, don't you think so? Master Qianyang is very majestic in private."

Xiaoshui: “?”

You idiot, if you want to die, please don't take me with you, okay?

Xiao Shui laughed dryly. He didn't dare to offend either of them, so he said with a stiff upper lip: "Master Qianyang is not an ordinary person after all."

"Yes, she's not an ordinary person. She's different from ordinary people like us. The director team also made Master Qianyang stay in the room. We were outside putting on makeup and changing clothes. We didn't even have the chance to say hello to her."

Xiaoshui: “…”

She looked at the director for help, only to see that his face was ashen and Han Zhi's assistant was apologizing frantically beside him.

Is this idiot crazy?

Xiao Shui took a deep breath. After all, she wasn't going into the entertainment industry, so she couldn't offend anyone but Master Qianyang and the chief director. She put on a professional smile and said, "That's all the director's fault. They insisted on having a puppy on the show. I wanted to go say hello, but I'm quite afraid of canines. I was bitten by one before."

"Guess where he bit me? That's right, my poor butt."

Xiaoshui asked and answered her own questions, trying to change the subject.

【Hahahaha! 】

[When I was a child, I was bitten on the butt by a dog in the countryside.]

My grandfather's dog gave birth to puppies. I went into her den to look after the puppies while the mother was away. She came back and bit me on the butt.

Am I too sensitive? Why do I feel like he's being yin and yang?

[Actually, I also...]

[Don't be so sensitive, it's just a joke.]

Shunyi lay at Qianyang's feet, glanced at Han Zhi, and yawned.

Even if Qianyang was emotionally dull, he could still hear the other party's sarcasm.

It’s just that the show just started and she was too lazy to pay attention to the other party.

"I think everyone should have read the show in advance. There are some unexplained strange events circulating around the world, some of which may be true and some may be false. 'Into Metaphysics' will take everyone to observe these strange events. Those who are less courageous can watch it with friends."

[God damn "Entering Metaphysics"]

【Hahaha, the director team is awesome! 】

[I'm timid, can I sit in your arms and watch? ]

【Paranormal activity enthusiasts rejoice!】

【Looking forward to it! 】

[Oh! Ms. Qianyang, please also take a look at the supernatural events happening overseas.]

【When I was a child, I was scared to tears by the ghost stories my grandfather told me. 】

[I'm safely back in bed, Ms. Qianyang, you can begin.]

As a medical examiner, I believe the dead are also human beings, so I already have someone to accompany me.

The director team didn't want Han Zhi to continue making trouble, so they quickly dimmed the lights in the room.

"Do I need to be so immersed?" Xiaoshui looked at the darkened room and sat closer inside fearfully.

Han Zhi smiled and said, "Are you scared? We can change seats and you can sit inside."

Xiaoshui couldn't help but be amazed. He didn't even bother to look at her outside, and his nose was almost pointing to the sky. Why is he pretending to be a gentleman now? With such amazing acting skills, if you don't be an actor, who will?

"It's okay. There are so many people in the studio. Besides, Master Qianyang is still here! I'm not afraid."

Seeing this, Qianyang patted Shunyi's head and said, "Go and keep her company."

Xiao Shui's eyes lit up, "If you say so, I admit that I'm still a little scared."

Shunyi yawned and slowly stood up from the ground.

"Is it okay? This dog looks really fierce. What if it bites someone? I almost did that backstage just now..." Han Zhi deliberately didn't continue. "Anyway, it's better to stay away from it."

Qian Yang said calmly, "It doesn't bite. If you were almost bitten by it, it means..."

Qianyang followed suit and left some space blank on purpose.

"It's okay, it's okay. I've had big dogs before, and they don't bite for no reason."

[It doesn't bite. If you almost get bit, it means... Who can fill in the blanks?]

[It means you are not human (dog head saves life)]

[Hahaha, are you kidding me? ]

[No, from what I know about Qianyang, she never jokes.]

[I vaguely remember someone just saying that they were afraid of dogs.]

Can Shunyi be like an ordinary dog? I bite people for no reason, but it won't bite people for no reason.

[The big brother in front doesn't need to say that about himself.]

[But Xiaoshui has raised large dogs before, so she's generally not afraid of dogs.]

She said before...

【I feel like there’s something fishy going on between them! 】

The comments gradually became noisy. Some people said that the other party was too sensitive, some people said that Han Zhi had no other intentions and Xiaoshui overreacted, and some people scolded Xiaoshui, saying that she deliberately created conflicts to please Qianyang.

The director team did not pay attention to the quarrels in the barrage. In the entertainment industry, these things are nothing compared to big things. Quarrels will happen no matter where you are.

A piece of audio gradually played on the big screen.

"This is a very horrific story circulating in the country."

"It is said that more than ten years ago, there was a woman who was pregnant and carried the baby to term. Her husband believed the rumors in the village and thought that his wife had betrayed him and that the child in her belly was not his biological child."

"So, one night, he strangled his wife with a pillowcase, then cut open her belly alive with a sickle, dug the baby out of her belly, slit the baby's throat, dripped the baby's blood into water, and then dripped his own blood into the water, and the two bloods mixed together."

"Later, the man suffered a mental breakdown and became a madman."

Good fellow...

[What kind of idiot? You don't trust your wife, but believe the rumors outside?]

This is a true story: a man and his wife lived apart for a long time after their marriage. He worked away from home while his wife cared for their parents. He was delighted when his wife became pregnant, as the timing was almost right. However, he made some money in business over the next two years and built a new house when he returned. He then heard that his wife might be pregnant with a boy, and the villagers, jealous, spread rumors about her and another man.

[Fuck! Are you sick?]

[Oh my god, these beasts are causing so much harm to people! ]

This man isn't a good person either. He's mainly just embarrassed by being cuckolded. Everyone in the village says so. Whether his wife actually cheated on him or not is no longer important to him.

Xiaoshui said indignantly, "This man is probably mentally ill. Not only did he kill his wife, but even if he wanted to confirm whether the child was his, it was a full-term baby. There was no need to slit his throat and bleed him. It's disgusting."

Han Zhi sighed and said, "Why didn't the wife explain? A man wouldn't do this for no reason. It must be that during the time they were separated, his wife had indeed behaved inappropriately with other men, so he was so convinced that the child was not his. He is also a pitiful person."

Xiao Shui glanced at him sideways, her face somewhat displeased, "Brother Han, you are too arbitrary to say that."

Qianyang pursed his lips and said, "He is not pitiful."

"Since he killed his wife in her sleep, it means they never asked each other about this matter. He probably didn't even ask his wife for confirmation."

Xiao Shui said, "What's so pitiful about this kind of person? He's too concerned about his reputation, or he can't tell right from wrong... Brother Han, don't empathize with him."

[Emm, the familiar victim-blaming theory.]

[Speechless, why empathize with a murderer? Isn't he just sick?]

Those who empathize with the murderer are...

[Potential murderer (dog head saves life)]

[No, this makes me feel more and more sick the more I think about it.]

What is this man talking about? Is the murderer pitiable?

I don't quite understand the Chinese man's thinking. He's saying that a murderer who left his parents to his wife's care, only came back just before she gave birth, and didn't ask her for the truth, should be pitiable?

[Oh my god... the young marquis's filter is broken.]

【The character and the actor can never be considered the same person.】

[The character's charm comes from its setting, and has little to do with the actor.]

Han Zhi's face stiffened as he saw the barrage of comments floating across the big screen.

"Master Qianyang is right, I didn't think of this. Since his wife could be killed in her sleep, it means the man didn't listen to her explanation. This man is a beast!" Han Zhi quickly adjusted his expression. After all, he is an actor, and he still knows how to maintain his image on stage.

The audio sounded again.

"Since then, every night around the time my wife died, the cry of a baby could be heard in the village. Someone even saw a woman holding a crying child and knocking on every door."

"At this point, the villagers started blaming the man, saying he had another woman outside and was about to abandon his wife, so they made up these rumors."

"Over time, everyone moved away from that village. Some time ago, the program crew went to the scene of the accident—Shuilian Village—in order to find materials to provide to Master Qianyang."

"Next, we will play a video for everyone. There are no scary scenes, so please feel free to watch it."

The screen went dark for a moment, then gradually lit up.

The scene came to a remote mountainous area. The camera kept moving forward among the mountains and a dilapidated small mountain village appeared in the valley.

Most of the houses are made of earth, standing in an orderly manner on the hillside. Many of the walls have collapsed and are covered with green plants. The grass is so deep that it reaches above the calves, as if no one has set foot here for more than ten years.

The camera swept across the entire village and finally came to one of the brick houses.

The brick house has two floors and is surrounded by several walls, forming a large courtyard, but the walls have basically collapsed.

"This is the location of the accident, the house where my wife, He Xiuwen, died."

[Wow, the house is really big, and it even has a small garden.]

My husband certainly made a lot of money outside, and he was able to build such a nice house in the countryside more than a decade ago.

This place looks spooky...

[Alas, if it weren't for those rumors, this family would have lived a happy life.]

I admit I'm a little curious. How can Chinese people live in this kind of house in the mountains?

[Oh my goodness! This house was built over ten years ago. My family already has quite a bit of money.]

This husband is so abominable.

He makes me despise him.

The photographer walked into the yard and spotted the shed snake skin on the steps.

"There may be snakes here, be careful." said the photographer.

"It is said that He Xiuwen died in the bedroom on the second floor. I will take everyone to see it."

Several people walked in cautiously. The room was visibly cool. The eaves completely blocked the sun. Spider webs almost covered the entire wall, and the furniture had long been moved out.

"Oh, what a pity." Xiaoshui sighed.

"Yeah." Han Zhi probably knew that the more he spoke in front of the camera, the more mistakes he would make, so he simply stopped expressing his opinion, which was consistent with Xiaoshui's opinion.

Qianyang looked at the house in the camera thoughtfully, and gradually frowned.

Xiao Shui asked, "Master Qianyang, have you found anything?"

Qian Yang shook his head and said, "I can't be sure, let's wait and see."

The camera follows the photographer's steps and arrives at the second floor.

The lighting on the second floor was worse than downstairs, so the people accompanying us also turned on flashlights.

Right next to the entrance to the second floor are the bathroom and kitchen, which the photographer took a look at separately.

He first went to the bathroom, but there was nothing there except a few water pipes.

"There used to be a wash basin here, and that's where He Xiuwen's husband slit the child's throat."

As he said this, a photo was also posted in the post-editing.

Even though the photo has been blurred and censored, you can still see a full tank of blood in the sink, with a human-shaped silhouette floating in it.

Because it is coded, I can't see the specific situation clearly.

Ahhhhhhhhhh!

"Directors, get out here! Didn't you say there wouldn't be any scary scenes?!"

[I was so scared! How can I face the sink at home?]

【Feeling cold in the sunny afternoon.】

[Director team: I said there were no scary scenes, not scary photos.]

[People on the barrage, that's enough. I can't even tell it's right in my face.]

【Thousand Suns protect the body! 】

The scene returns to the current bathroom. The floor is bare and there is nothing to see.

Just as the photographer raised the camera and turned to leave, the corner of the wall flashed by in the picture.

"Wait a minute." Qian Yang interrupted, and the picture on the big screen stopped immediately.

"Back a little, to the upper left corner, at the corner of the wall."

The director team followed his instructions and rewound the video half a second.

"It's here." Qianyang said.

Xiao Shui looked at the big screen in confusion, only a dim corner of the wall, and asked: "Master Qianyang, what's wrong?"

Qianyang said: "She is right there."

Xiaoshui: "What the hell?!"

Han Zhi laughed when he heard this, "Master Qianyang, who is there? Why can't I see anything?"

"I guess everyone is like me and didn't see anything?"

Only a fool would believe such a dazzling trick that can be easily exposed.

No matter how dumb the audience is, they wouldn't be so stupid as to believe such a thing, right?

After saying that, he looked at the barrage confidently.

[Holy crap?! The ghost story is true!]

【Ahhh, I'm suffocating, putting myself in the photographer's shoes.】

[Help... I still can't accept it. ]

[Wow, I'm so scared. I don't dare go to the bathroom.]

[I'm in the bathroom, I don't dare look at the corner!]

My God! She was there all along?

Fortunately, it didn’t happen in our country.

[I was so scared. Why did she stay in the bathroom? ]

What about that child?

【Jesus bless you! 】

Han Zhi was slightly stunned. Why did everyone on the barrage believe Qian Yang's words?

He looked at the staff in the studio again and found that they all looked at the big screen with expressions of horror on their faces.

"Oh shit! No wonder Lao Liu fell ill as soon as he came back after shooting this set of videos..." a photographer exclaimed.

Qian Yang's expression hardened, and he said in a deep voice, "He might not be the only one who came back."

【Author’s words】

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