Chapter 03 Chapter 3
Hua Mu: "…………" She seemed to hear a "pop" sound in the air, as if it was the sound of her heart breaking. What "five disadvantages and three shortcomings"? Just treat it as a fart.
Zhao Mingming was speechless for a moment, and felt that the image of this cool and handsome master with a strong aura in front of him collapsed in an instant.
Taking another look at the live broadcast room, it was clear that netizens’ reactions were all the same.
[It was so funny. Seeing his serious face, I thought he could come up with a good excuse, but Sister Hua paved the way for him in vain]
[Urban management, hahahahaha, this little boss is quite interesting. Suddenly I feel that those paper figures and the like are not scary at all]
[So no matter how powerful a charlatan is, he can’t defeat the city management, right? I laughed so hard, for a moment I actually thought he was some kind of expert.]
Zhao Mingming looked at the young boss with sympathy. Well, the whole network knew that the young boss, this charlatan, had been chased away by the urban management.
The young boss didn't realize that his cool and aloof image had been shattered. He stood with his hands behind his back and sighed, "This world is fair. No matter whether you are a human or a ghost, strong or weak, you can't stand being chased away by the urban management. This is the law of the world."
Zhao Mingming: "...I suddenly feel that you are quite suitable to be the copywriter of our program team."
Look at the idea, it instantly rises to the world, it is much more advanced than those tests of humanity in their programs!
"Thank you, thank you." The young boss said modestly, not realizing that Zhao Mingming had changed his address from "you" to "you". And the only difference was the city management.
He pointed at the two cameramen and asked Hua Mu: "I forgot to ask, what kind of promotional video are you shooting?"
"We're recording a show." Hua Mu introduced their show to him with a smile.
The young boss was obviously not very interested in their show. Even when Hua Mu mentioned some movie queens or top stars, he was still not interested. After listening to the introduction, he only cared about one question: "When will your show be broadcast?"
Hua Mu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's expected to be in a week."
The young boss was obviously very satisfied with the time, so he nodded and took them to arrange accommodation.
His yard is not small, and it is divided into inner and outer yards, but the layout is a bit strange. There is a large front hall in the outer yard, with two rows of antique shelves. However, there are no antiques on it now, only some incense, candles and paper money. It can be seen that this hall should have been a trading place, but now it is vacant.
There is a back door in the front hall opposite the main entrance, which leads to the inner courtyard. As they walked towards the inner courtyard in silence, Zhao Mingming couldn't help but ask curiously, "Boss, isn't this an antique grocery store? I see that there is not a single antique in your store except for some paper money or something?"
The young boss paused, his back looked inexplicably depressed. After a while, he said, "I had a few pieces, but later... I used them all to pay off my debts."
Pay off debt? Zhao Mingming asked curiously: "Why do you owe debt? You have to sell antiques to pay it off. Do you owe a lot of money?"
The young boss pondered for a moment, and finally said with a sad face: "It's a long story, but to put it simply, it's my master's misfortune. When my master was alive, he owed a lot of high-interest loans, and the master wanted me, the last disciple, to pay off the debt for him, or I would sell myself to pay it back."
Hua Mu expressed her doubts about this, but looking at the young boss's pale but handsome and delicate face, she felt that it was not impossible...
Unexpectedly, Zhao Mingming, who was so naive, believed it and took a deep breath: "You still want me to pay you with your body? Are you so cruel?!"
The young boss' voice was so sad that it trembled a little: "That's right, we are all brothers who grew up together, how can they bear to do this!"
At this point, he looked at the camera with a look of helplessness and grievance, sighed deeply, and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. I'll take you to the room first."
Several people could see that he didn't want to go into more detail in front of the camera, so they kept their mouths shut and followed him to the room. Hua Mu muttered in his heart, it seems that the young boss is not easy. I just don't know which school he belongs to, it seems like Taoism.
After settling the few people, the boss was kind enough to buy them two bags of steamed buns for their accommodation expenses, which almost moved Zhao Mingming and the others to tears.
Then look at the young boss, who is also holding a steamed bun in his hand, eating it slowly with boiled water. His drooping eyebrows are gentle and peaceful, and his eating manner is very elegant.
It can be seen that he is used to eating this, no wonder he is so thin and pale. Hua Mu has never been resistant to this kind of handsome guy, and she felt distressed. She thought that after the show was finished, she would see if there was anything she could do to help this young boss. At least people should be able to eat normal meals, right? If they continue to eat like this, the handsome guy will die young! She couldn't bear it.
After dinner, the young boss came to the yard to continue his "handicraft" - painting cinnabar lips on paper figures. Hua Mu and Zhao Mingming were frightened by these paper figures, and felt uncomfortable if they stared at them for a little longer. Especially the eyes of the paper figures, which were so black that they would feel dizzy if they stared at them for a long time.
So, a rare and unusual scene appeared in the live broadcast room of the program "The Taste of Fireworks": the camera was facing the yard from a distance, where a tall and thin boy was bending over with his back to the camera, carefully drawing on several strangely shaped paper figures, with a serious expression and meticulous movements. However, the two guests did not appear in the camera as usual to interact with the boy, which looked very strange.
In fact, the two guests were looking for the staff of their group and contacting the director of the program. Because they wanted to mention something special, they asked the cameraman to only shoot the boy, and they went to the inner courtyard to call the director.
The cameraman didn't dare to get too close to the paper figures and the boss, so he just recorded from a distance. As a result, only the boss and a few paper figures whose appearances were unclear appeared in the live broadcast room.
When Hua Mu and Zhao Mingming came out of the inner courtyard with heavy faces, they were speechless when they saw this scene. Zhao Mingming even took out his mobile phone and went into the live broadcast room to take a look, and saw a screen full of messy comments floating on the weird picture.
[Pretending to be a ghost, it's a pity that he is so good-looking]
[I'm so anxious, cameraman, can you please shoot something human or shoot the boss's face! Must a good variety show live be so horrible?]
[What a pity that such a handsome guy is a charlatan. What about his master, loan shark, and selling his body? It's really a lie.]
[Pretending to be a charlatan, setting up a tragic character, and making an impressive appearance, has the debut of new artists become so inward-looking now? I can only say that it’s great, young man, you have successfully caught my attention]
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My goodness, most of the comments were saying how could such a handsome guy be a charlatan, and they also thought that the charlatan was probably pretending to be so that he could make a debut by taking an unconventional approach. However, in the tone of these comments, which complained or even condemned, there was a subtle pity for the young boss's appearance.
Zhao Mingming couldn't help but complain to the camera: "Aren't you guys thinking too much? If the little boss wants to debut, does he need to use those crooked ways?"
This time Hua Mu didn't interrupt him, and even agreed with him. With that look, it would be too easy for him to make a name for himself if he debuted.
After hearing this, the audience in the live broadcast room felt that it made sense. Some netizens even began to doubt themselves, wondering if he was not a star candidate at all, but a real money... charlatan?
The young boss who heard the two people's voices turned around and looked at them, and asked softly: "Are you talking to me?"
Zhao Mingming waved his hands repeatedly: "No."
Hua Mu said seriously, "Young Boss, there is something we want to talk to you about. Is it convenient for you now?"
The young boss gradually put away his nonchalant look.
Five minutes later, several people, including the staff, sat around the eight-immortal table in the yard.
The live broadcast has been shut down. There is nothing special about their program itself. It will be shut down at night when people go to bed. This time the situation is special. Although netizens are dissatisfied with it, the program team still shut down the broadcast two or three hours in advance, and also shut down the camera.
This shows how shameful what they are going to say is. The young boss lowered his eyelids and asked calmly: "Tell me, what's the matter?"
"Before that, can you tell us your real name?" Hua Mu said politely, "I want to make friends with you."
The young boss stared at her for two seconds before taking out his cell phone and opening his WeChat business card.
Hua Mu, Zhao Mingming and one of the staff members immediately scanned him with their mobile phones.
"Yuan Tian?" Hua Mu looked at the name on the screen and raised his head to ask, "Is this your real name?"
"Yeah." The young boss, Yuan Tian, nodded.
Hua Mu then added a few words to his note without any ambiguity - "Boss Yuan".
After making the note, she took out a small transparent box filled with paper ash and said, "Boss Yuan, this was originally the talisman paper my family gave me, but in the evening we ran into a ghost wall in the alley to the left of your house. Later I walked out with the help of this talisman paper, but when I came out it had turned into ash."
Yuan Tian took it, looked at it, and then lowered his head to sniff it. Then he said, "It's not a Taoist talisman. Although it has some spiritual power, it can only deal with some simple things. It's a half-baked thing. Where did you get this?"
Seeing that he knew it was not a Taoist talisman just by the ashes, Hua Mu instantly respected him even more and was more certain that he was a Taoist. She said, "My grandmother was a fortune-teller, and this talisman was given to me by her."
"That's not surprising." Yuan Tian looked at her and smiled. "Your inspiration is a little stronger than that of ordinary people, so it triggered my formation and caused what you call the ghost wall."
It's just a pity that his little formation was destroyed along with the other person's talisman. Yuan Tian thought, if he had known that this group of people believed in him, he would have tried to get away with it first. He was not good at formations, and if it wasn't for preventing the debt collectors from coming to his house, he wouldn't have made such a thing to buy himself some time to escape. It took him a lot of effort to make such a small formation.
After hearing his words, Hua Mu was a little excited, with a light in her round eyes. It turned out to be the legendary formation! This young boss was really a master as she thought! Yes, it was worth it for her to show the talisman that turned into ashes and her grandmother's identity to find the director, and it was worth it for her to spend so much effort to convince the staff and the director. This trip was not in vain.
Zhao Mingming and several other staff members were also very excited, but the difference was that the former were excited like "finally meeting a living master", while the latter were excited like "finding a savior".
Being stared at by this group of people, even a thick-skinned Yuan Tian felt a little embarrassed, so he had to change the subject: "Let's talk about serious matters. Why did you look for me?"
He guessed that it was probably related to ghosts or something, and the talisman paper and the like before were probably just something Hua Mu and the others brought up on purpose to confirm whether he really understood those things. But...
He moved his fingers slightly and felt that the area was quite peaceful.
When this was mentioned, several people became serious again. One of the staff members said, "Boss Yuan, please take a look at this video first."
As he spoke, he placed his phone in front of Yuan Tian and clicked on a video.
In the twilight, a tall, sunny and lovely girl was walking and chatting with a handsome young boy on a country road. But as they walked, the boy suddenly said, "Sister Tang, why do I feel a little cold in my neck..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the boy stopped walking. At the same time, his neck twisted left and right, and his expression gradually became gloomy and strange.
The girl was frightened by him and called him softly: "Xiao Qi? Qi Renlu? What's wrong with you?"
The boy did not respond to her call at all. Instead, his eyes gradually turned red and he grinned at her wickedly. Then, he suddenly turned around and ran up the hill behind him. He ran on all fours, moving very fast, and occasionally roared like a beast. If you look closely, you can see a vague shadow overlapping him.
The girl and several staff members rushed to chase after him, and the camera shook back and forth, and soon it turned into a field of snow.
The staff scrolled to the next video. In this video, Xiao Qi was in a small farmyard, squatting by the fence in the dark, staring at the chickens inside, his eyes red and his face full of viciousness. The owner's dog kept barking at him, but didn't dare to get close.
Looking more closely, Xiao Qi still seemed to be covered with a layer of translucent black substance, like fog or shadow.
The video ended here. The staff member swallowed nervously, then looked at Yuan Tian and said, "Boss Yuan, how is it? Did you see anything?"
"It's obvious," Yuan Tian said calmly, without any panic on his face, as if discussing today's weather, "I got into trouble with a dirty thing and got possessed."
"That's what their fortune teller said," Hua Mu interrupted, "The people in this video are guests from another group of our program, Tang Meng and Qi Renlu. This happened this evening, and Qi Renlu was found not long after he ran away."
Zhao Mingming nervously added: "I heard that when we found him, he was lying in an old grave on the hillside, asleep. The program crew quietly carried him back to the yard, but after he woke up, he stayed in the chicken coop in the yard. He looked so scary!"
"So," Yuan Tian asked, "you want me to catch ghosts and exorcise evil spirits?"
"Is it okay?" Hua Mu asked cautiously, "The production team said they privately asked a witch nearby to take a look, but the witch couldn't do anything about him and said the ghost was quite powerful."
Yuan Tian blinked his indifferent eyes, and suddenly his demeanor changed. He was no longer cold, but showed an exceptionally kind smile. When he smiled, a small canine tooth appeared on his right side, which removed some of his coldness and added a bit of cuteness to him.
"You have found the right person. I am good at catching ghosts and exorcising monsters." As he spoke, he took out a small card from somewhere, put it on the table, and said with a smile, "This is my business card. Please give me your advice."
A few people came closer to take a look, and saw a line of large characters printed on it: High-quality underworld supplies, professional ghost and demon catching, fortune-telling and marriage prediction, various part-time jobs, please call 199****.
There was no name or address, and the business card was quite sloppy, not to mention the content that looked very mysterious. Zhao Mingming's mouth twitched slightly, and he asked in a low voice: "Well, little boss, since you printed this business card, no one should have called you, right?"
Yuan Tian was slightly stunned: "How do you know?"
Zhao Mingming wanted to laugh in his heart. Who would want to make a phone call for such inappropriate content and not be afraid of being scammed?
Then he saw the young boss take out several more business cards and distribute one to each of them. While distributing them, he said, "Luckily you are here, otherwise all these business cards would have been printed in vain."
"You didn't send it out, did you?" Zhao Mingming was confused.
The young boss paused and said quietly, "It was distributed on the street for half an hour, and everyone who received it just threw it away."
As expected! Zhao Mingming thought to himself, but his face was still filled with indignation: "This is too much. Do they know what they have done? They actually threw away the business card of a master!"
"That's right," Yuan Tian was obviously a little angry, "I was fined by the community lady to sweep the streets for three days."
“…………”
Wow, I see, this time it’s the community auntie who doesn’t allow it.
Zhao Mingming looked sympathetic: "Thank you for your hard work."
Hua Mu's face was full of fake heartache: "It's really not easy for you!"
The staff member next to him: "...If it really doesn't work out, why don't you find a factory to work in?"
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