What did I say? Am I crazy? Can I still keep my innocent brother image?

Jiang Baiyan reflected on himself three times in a row, hovering on the edge of his image collapse.

He wanted to explain something, but the more he explained, the worse it got. He insisted that he knew nothing, which was artificial and disgusting.

So he just slapped himself and pleaded pitifully: "I said something wrong, please forgive me, okay?"

Jian Jing smiled again.

"I don't blame you." She handed him a cookie, "Eat it quickly, the coffee is getting cold."

The power was off, and the water in the kettle was not hot. It would soon become cold in such weather. Drinking cold water in a cold weather can easily make your stomach uncomfortable.

Jiang Baiyan took it and nibbled it in small mouthfuls.

Jian Jing asked him, "Do you know what Xue Zhe said about raising a ghost?"

He nodded, swallowed the biscuit, and whispered, "There are rumors about this, but it's not common. Most people worship Buddha and believe in religion, donate incense money, buy talismans, etc."

"For fame?"

"Teacher Jingjing, have you ever heard of this saying, small fame depends on praise, big fame depends on fate." Jiang Baiyan said, "It's really like this. If you live to be 99 years old and God doesn't give you the fate of fame, you will never be famous. But if you are lucky, 60 points will be enough - who can not pray to gods and Buddhas?"

Jian Jing said: "Which gods did Tao Tao and Shao Meng pray to and which Buddhas did they worship?"

Jiang Baiyan rubbed his face and said helplessly: "Teacher Jingjing, it's impossible for me to know this. Unless the relationship is very good, no one will reveal this, otherwise it will be asking for trouble."

That's right. She changed the question: "You were bathing in the hot spring yesterday, Shao Meng was there too, right?"

Jiang Baiyan nodded.

"Did you see the tattoo on his body?" She gestured, "It's on the back of his waist."

Jiang Baiyan: "..."

"Huh?"

"We're wearing pants," he said dryly, "to protect ourselves."

"Uh, okay." Jian Jing pretended not to want to laugh and changed the question, "Can you tell me about Shao Meng and Tao Tao?"

Jiang Baiyan was very happy to do so. He organized his thoughts and said, "Shao Brother is not a graduate of the drama academy. He used to be a singer. Later, he had surgery on his vocal cords and could no longer sing, so he started acting. It didn't seem to be going well at the beginning. The music industry and the film and television industry are two different things, but he later found a way to meet a director and joined the crew of "The Mystery of the Song Dynasty."

Jian Jing said, "I heard that he played the second male lead."

"Yes, but he is said to be the second male lead, but he actually has very few scenes, but the role is good, a suave young man." Jiang Baiyan said, "The male lead played by Brother Xie is a commoner, and in order to fit the role, he is dressed in plain clothes. If the teacher has seen the play, you will find that the director deliberately made Brother Xie ugly - he looks too good and the audience will be distracted."

Jian Jing said in surprise, "Is it because of this that Shao Meng became famous, but Xie Wei didn't?"

"I can't think of any other reason." Jiang Baiyan said seriously, "The play is so popular, it's a prime time, I saw it when I was a child, and the supporting roles became famous, for example Sister Tao, she played a dancer and appeared for less than ten minutes, and in the next part she got the leading role in the unit where the emperor visits incognito."

"Wait." Jian Jing discovered a blind spot, "Tao Tao is here too? They are all actors in "The Mystery of the Song Dynasty"? "

Jiang Baiyan nodded.

Jian Jing thought, very good, according to the routine, someone might have died in "The Mystery of the Song Dynasty", so she asked: "Did anything happen when filming?"

Jiang Baiyan: "..."

His figure gradually became shorter and shorter, shrinking into a ball.

Jian Jing: "?"

"I don't know." He whispered, "I also looked up the matter about Brother Shao on the Internet."

Jian Jing was slightly stunned. Yes, ten years is equal to an era in the entertainment industry. Jiang Baiyan is one year younger than her, how much can he know? But because of this, he went to look up the information specifically, just to answer when she asked, this kind of heart is even more touching.

He is a straightforward person who pleases people, but does not make people hate him.

"Thank you." She said.

Jiang Baiyan pursed his lips, feeling a little proud and a little depressed: "Alas, it's a pity that the network was disconnected later."

"It doesn't matter, I can go ask the person involved." Jian Jing stood up and rubbed his hair, "You should go back and rest early, good night."

Jiang Baiyan opened his mouth, but didn't know how to keep him, and propped up his head in frustration.

Knocking on a man's door in the middle of the night is a bit ambiguous. Especially in the entertainment industry, knocking on someone's door in the middle of the night to talk about the script is equivalent to being indescribable below the neck.

But Xie Wei hesitated for only a moment and decided to open the door.

The person outside the door held a scented candle in her hand, and the faint warm light illuminated her fair face. As a result, the sinister shadows and demons behind her retreated and lurked back into the shadows.

"Can I talk to you?" she asked.

Xie Wei blinked and leaned over to invite her in.

Jian Jing walked into Xie Wei's room, and her first impression was that it was too dark. He had no candles and did not use a flashlight. The curtains were drawn tightly, blocking even the lightning outside, as thick as freshly melted ink.

She quickly inspected the layout of the entire room. The layout was similar to Shao Meng's room, but he had much less luggage than Shao Meng, and there were very few things, so she took them all in with just a few glances.

The most eye-catching thing was the medicine he placed on the bedside table, quite a few bottles and jars.

"You are sick, I didn't want to disturb you." Jian Jing smiled and sat down on the chair by the window, "But I have some questions, I want you to help me answer them."

Xie Wei sat on another chair and smiled: "Okay."

Maybe it was because of the night, or maybe it was because of the medicine he took, he was a little listless, his words were no longer as distant as before, but more casual and casual, which made people's ears itch.

"What do you want to ask?" he asked.

Jian Jing said: "I heard that Shao Meng and Tao Tao both participated in "The Mystery of the Great Song Dynasty."

Speaking of this drama, Xie Wei's tone was a little strange: "That's the case."

"Did anything happen when you were filming this drama?" Jian Jing asked.

He smiled. The omnipresent darkness cast a natural shadow on his face, which further highlighted the charm of this face. After looking at it for a long time, the mind was also confused.

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Xie Wei said, "Too many things happened that year."

Jian Jing paused for a moment and looked away from his face: "Has anyone died?"

"No."

"Has anyone been hurt? For example, their future was ruined."

This time, Xie Wei finally laughed out loud and said, "Me."

Jian Jing immediately looked at him: "Is this luck or man-made?"

Xie Wei leaned back in the chair, crossed his hands on his abdomen, and said after a while: "It's fate."

Fate was not within Jian Jing's consideration. She was a little disappointed, so she had to ask the next question: "Is the relationship between Shao Meng and Tao Tao good?"

Xie Wei did not answer immediately, but chuckled and said: "Miss Jian, I have already answered many of your questions."

"So?" She raised her eyebrows.

He looked at her carefully, and the light and shadow in his vision were infinitely magnified. The night looked like a beast lurking in the jungle, and she and the candlelight were so bright and holy that they forced the darkness to retreat step by step.

"It's my turn to ask. Miss Jian, have you ever had your fortune told?"

Jian Jing: "I don't believe it."

"I didn't believe it before." Xie Wei raised his head, his eyes fixed on something in the void, "But it's strange, since I was a child, people have said that I have a good life and will be famous in the future. It was like this ten years ago, and it was also like this eight years ago. Even if I fell to the bottom, they still swore to tell me that I have a good life."

Jian Jing pursed her lips, not really believing in these metaphysical things.

He asked, "Do you think this is strange?"

Jian Jing said, "I think you are more strange."

Xie Wei had an indescribable strange aura, as if he was sitting on the stage, with a brilliant spotlight above his head and a terrible black hole below, slowly swallowing him.

And she seemed to have accidentally entered the audience on the stage, amazed by his grace, and even more attracted by the surging undercurrents off the stage, and couldn't help wanting to explore the mystery.

"What's the point of you telling me this?" she asked.

Xie Wei closed his eyelids, and his face disappeared into darkness for a moment. After a moment, he smiled and sighed, "It seems so." He suddenly stood up, poured a glass of water from the thermos and handed it to her, "Drink some water."

Jian Jing hesitated for a moment and took it.

Xie Wei pushed the cup forward.

Jian Jing's fingers touched a ball of ice, chilling her to the bone. She asked, "Your hands are cold. Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's okay. Let me answer your question." Xie Wei recovered and said, "Shao Meng and Tao Tao didn't have much communication when they were filming "Mysterious Cases in the Song Dynasty". Shao Meng is a famous singer, but Tao Tao is a newcomer. But after filming the movie, they dated briefly."

Jian Jing immediately put aside the messy thoughts: "Then what?" "

It is said that their relationship originated from an accident." Xie Wei's tone suddenly rose, quite meaningful, "And the crew at that time had more than one accident. Everyone said that there were ghosts on the set." Jian Jing: "..." Is this the end? Are you engaging in feudal superstition again? It was already midnight when I said goodbye to Xie

Wei and went back to my room to sleep. Jian Jing washed up hastily, fell on the bed, and began to have nightmares as soon as she closed her eyes. There were ghosts in the dream. She woke up the next day with cold sweat all over her head. It was really scary. But she was lucky. The rain stopped at some point, and the warm sunlight shone through the window, dispelling the evil spirits of last night. Jian Jing took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and went downstairs for breakfast. The power supply had been restored, and the proprietress had already prepared a hot breakfast, including steamed buns, fried rice, and hot porridge, all of which were very authentic. Jian Jing was eating, and suddenly saw a cup of coffee in front of her. Cappuccino, the latte art was a bit ugly. "Teacher Jingjing." She saw a bright and beautiful face, "Good morning." Jian Jing smiled: "Good morning." "Coffee." Jiang Baiyan pushed the cup forward again and asked concernedly, "Teacher, did you not sleep well yesterday? Me too, I always felt eerie, so scary." "Thank you." Jian Jing took a sip of hot coffee and sighed comfortably, "I had nightmares all night and my headache is terrible." Jiang Baiyan immediately looked nervous: "Did you get blown by the cold wind? Do you need to take medicine?" She shook her head and asked instead: "Are the police here?" Before she finished speaking, there was noise at the door, and someone asked: "Police, who reported the case?" Jian Jing immediately put down the chopsticks in her hand, swallowed the bun whole, got up and left. Jiang Baiyan glanced at the coffee, his mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't say anything. But Jian Jing seemed to have thought of it, turned back, smiled at him, and drank the coffee in the cup. Jiang Baiyan bit his lip and smiled very happily. Jian Jing didn't see it, and hurried to the door: "Me." "We meet again." The policeman who came this time was an acquaintance, Liang Yi, who solved the case of Chang Huajia together. She had a short haircut, and she looked heroic. Finally, she had a partner by her side. Jian Jing breathed a sigh of relief and went straight to the point: "Officer Liang, this case is a little unusual." Liang Yi's eyes lit up.