Chapter 97

Lou Sheng always recognized his mother's abilities. Whether in life or after death, she had easily carved out a successful career. Perhaps it was her ruthless tactics, praised by the outside world? He didn't think his mother was ruthless.

Gao Xinhua smiled nonchalantly and clapped his hands slowly. Soon, groups of ghosts floated over. The parking lot was so cold that it felt like a morgue.

Lou Sheng saw a group of ghosts bowing respectfully to his mother. He couldn't bear to watch their servile appearance, so he floated away and hid behind Ying Zhisheng.

"My mom has the aura of a gang boss."

"Not bad." Ying Zhisheng said in the darkness. There were even more imposing ones, but Lou Sheng had never seen them.

The ghosts called by Gao Xinhua approached the reporters, looking at them with cruel and indifferent eyes as if they were looking at food, sniffing and ready to take action.

It clawed at the calves, crawled up the back, and strangled the neck, like a leech parasite clinging to a living person. Its long nails swirl around the round back of the head, probing the fragile eyeballs.

"Hungry……"

“I died such a miserable death!!!”

"Living people... lots of living people..."

"This one has strong yang energy and tender skin, you can nibble it first."

"No, you eat it first."

"You chew it first."

"Hey, you go ahead and eat it first. Boss Gao Xinhua will protect us."

"I died so miserably aa ...

"Is that Ying Zhisheng over there? Wow! My idol! I'm so happy! I went to his concert when he turned 18."

"Oh, I was just wandering around and saw Ying Zhisheng kissing the guy next to him. It was in the ward, and I was under the bed."

"Get lost! Impossible!"

"Ahhhhh, I died so unjustly!"

The darkness was as thick as ink, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you. The parking lot was so quiet that only the sound of his own heartbeat and breathing could be heard. Ying Zhisheng was still dizzy, his heartbeat so violent that it almost sounded like blood pumping. He was sweating and his vision was blurry. He muttered that he wanted Lou Sheng to kiss him.

The corners of his mouth felt cold, his mind a blur. He felt like a thirsty person encountering a refreshing rain, or someone suffocating to grasp a ray of air. He leaned forward a few steps, his head tilted, the chill still on his lips. Ying Zhisheng forced a chuckle, and then he felt it again.

"Why are you sweating so much? Are you feeling uncomfortable, Ying Zhisheng?" Lou Sheng had already noticed his abnormality and said in a rather fierce tone, "Stop kissing me all the time. Ask your assistant to take you to the car."

"Being mean to me." Ying Zhisheng muttered, obviously feeling somewhat dissatisfied and aggrieved.

Lou Sheng had no choice but to tell him in a gentle voice to get in the car quickly because he was not feeling well.

However, no one expected that as soon as Ying Zhisheng closed his eyes in the back seat, blood started to flow out of his throat and the corners of his mouth with a fishy taste.

Fuquan howled in fear, hesitating and at a loss. The diligent reporters outside the car rushed over again, along with a group of confused ghosts, making it impossible to move forward.

This way.

Dong Chi was interviewed by Qi Juanjuan, Zhao Qingchu, and Zhang Xirui. He'd barely taken a sip of water when he saw Ying Zhisheng being harassed by illegitimate fans and paparazzi in the hospital. He sighed, "Being famous is bad. People will notice you no matter which direction you sneeze."

The host asked him, "Everyone knows that Ying Zhisheng has been caught up in a public opinion storm and scandal recently. What made you choose Ying Zhisheng as the male lead in this film under such circumstances?"

What else could it be? That damn kid Lou Sheng.

He doesn't tell anyone when something happens, and he doesn't even give you a heads up before he dies. Even after he dies, people can't rest in peace.

Dong Chi smiled and said, "I think Ying Zhisheng is talented in acting. He has a lot of room for improvement." Bullshit! Bullshit! Bullshit talent! His skills are all in singing.

"Regarding the scandal that happened to Ying Zhisheng some time ago..."

"Fake, fake, fake! It's all fake! Especially the one about him creating a persona and having affairs with both men and women. It's faker than a silicone mannequin! I know who he has a crush on. It's a buddy of mine. Ah, my buddy is so handsome. Under the ambiguous lights in the bar, the hazy eyes he looked at me with would confuse even a dog! I didn't say Ying Zhisheng was a dog."

Qi Juanjuan's eyes widened, Zhao Qingchu murmured, and Zhang Xirui looked around. The director was really careless with his words, saying whatever he wanted.

A big revelation that will stay on the hot search headlines for several days.

"Where did your inspiration for this film come from? What kind of work did you want to create?"

There is no inspiration or conception, it's just forced.

Dong Chi made a shushing gesture and said, "Keep it secret for now."

…

"You can't use the things Zhang Fa gave you anymore. My advice is to throw them away immediately."

Helplessly, Yu Gengshi was attracted by the reward offered by Ying Zhisheng, so he drove over happily. Everyone has to make a living.

The peel from his slender fingers formed a coiled circle. When he cut his fingers to draw blood, Ying Zhisheng didn't even blink. He said calmly, "I must find a way. I must see him. Otherwise, I can't live."

What a coward! He just admitted it like that.

Lou Sheng floated in mid-air, keeping the soles of his feet at the height of Ying Zhisheng's shoulders. Hearing this, he landed and asked Yu Gengshi seriously, "As long as we don't continue using it, Ying Zhisheng won't vomit blood, right?"

"Yes."

"Then we'll meet every three days."

Ying Zhisheng wiped the juice from between his fingers with a tissue and said in a deep voice that left no room for doubt: "I have to see him every day. As long as you can solve the problem, the money will be transferred to your account."

After saying that, he turned his head to look at Lou Sheng. His slightly drooping eyes clearly showed that he had a lot of objections to Lou Sheng's suggestion of meeting once every three days.

"Come here and show him your hand." He was reluctant to use force when he spoke, and his tone was like that of someone coaxing a child, and he was still brooding over Lou Sheng's wound.

Yu Gengshi suddenly said, "Why haven't you gotten married yet?"

Before Lou Sheng could speak, Gao Xinhua coughed a few times.

She just doesn't speak, not that she doesn't exist.

Ying Zhisheng whispered, "I thought so too."

"I'll take you to see my grandma and ask her to help you. My grandma is a famous celestial being in the surrounding area. She's well-versed in feng shui, fortune-telling, and catching ghosts. She can even make paper figures that move."

Ying Zhisheng had also given this matter some thought. He carefully cut the fruit into pieces and replied, "We'll have to wait. Lou Sheng and I have just started our relationship. We need to go through the process of dating, proposing, and then getting married. Let's go meet your grandma in two weeks."

That's easy to say

Fuquan was the first to speak: "The movie hasn't been finished yet!"

Gao Xinhua followed closely: "Why don't you ask the parents for their opinions on such an important matter?"

Lou Sheng was stunned and asked hesitantly, "Really? I was a bachelor in my lifetime."

Assistant Tao sobbed, "Master, Master, you forgot about me. You haven't helped me to solve my ghost marriage yet. Wuuuuu, this is too scary, Master!"

"I will help you break up your ghost marriage. Just wait for the ghost girl to agree. If she doesn't agree, I will beat her to ashes!"

…

There was heated discussion online about Dong Chi's interview.

This time, Dong Chi was speaking for Ying Zhisheng in disguise, and the famous director also topped the hot search list.

#Dong Chi said that the person Ying Zhisheng has a crush on is his brother

The attitude of netizens is also unpredictable.

[It feels fake to me. Dong Chi doesn't seem like someone who has any brothers or friends.]

【Me too】

[It feels like this was a secret plan [smile]]

[No way, Ying Zhisheng really likes her. Isn't he asexual?]

[Let's just say, does Dong Chi really have any so-called good brothers?]

【No】

Dong Chi has such a bad temper. He's always dissatisfied with this and that. How can he have any friends?