Desperate cries for help echoed in my ears.
Fang Shan came back to his senses, his face looking very grim.
Wei Sushen found it strange. You know, normally the facial expressions of the system are mostly regulated intentionally. The angrier it is, the more smiling it is.
There aren't many moments like this where you can really let your emotions out.
After a while, Fang Shan asked seriously, "Can I kick him down?"
"There will be trouble," Wei Sushen replied seriously after some thought. "There are surveillance cameras nearby. You will be charged with murder."
Even the moment they stepped into the room was recorded by the surveillance camera in the corridor, which meant that they were destined to be involved in the death of Fang Xinghai and his son.
Fang Shan walked to the window and grabbed Fang Xinghai's sleeve. When the other party shouted "I am your father", he still hadn't decided whether to pull him in or push him out.
While he was thinking, Wei Sushen pulled Fang Can down from the window and dragged him directly to the bathroom, where he turned the shower on to cold water and poured it over his face.
As the cold water flowed down his collar and into his body, Fang Can's sanity gradually returned. He regained control of his body, holding onto the wall and struggling to stand, he trembled and said, "Help, help my dad."
When he walked out again, he saw Fang Shan grabbing Fang Xinghai's collar like a chicken and throwing him to the ground roughly.
Fang Can hurried to help him up: "Dad, are you okay?"
Fang Xinghai tightly grasped Fang Can's arm and saw sadness in the latter's eyes. However, this sadness did not come from his own injury, but from the cry for help he had just made in the critical moment in order to survive.
In the silence, Fang Can spoke first: "Is that really the case?"
Fang Shan is really his brother.
Of course Fang Xinghai had to deny it outright, but taking back what he had just said would be a slap in the face, like a coward who was afraid of death.
In order to save face, Fang Xinghai suddenly had an idea and fell towards Fang Can, pretending to faint.
Fang Can's face darkened. Just looking at the way he fell to the ground and the way he chose to pretend to be unconscious, who would believe that he wasn't his biological child?!
Even Wei Sushen cast a suspicious look at Fang Shan... Is there really no father who wanders around?
Fang Shan had a look of disgust on his face. If he had such a shameful relative, he would definitely choose to kill him for the sake of justice.
Fang Can threw Fang Xinghai onto the bed, ignoring his old father who was pretending to faint. The fear in his eyes had almost dissipated, and now it was full of curiosity: "What on earth is that thing?"
If you say it doesn't involve ghosts, demons or evil spirits, he himself won't believe it.
Fang Shan didn't explain, but said, "If you want to stay alive, don't try to leave this hotel easily."
Fang Can seemed to be lost in thought.
Fang Shan sneered, "Don't even think about hiring someone to find a so-called ghost hunter. They'll only send you to your doom faster."
Fang Can frowned: "I can't stay in the hotel forever."
"When you have nothing to do, copy the Tao Te Ching several times."
In essence, the Wei family and the Fang family are enemies, so Fang Shan naturally would not help them solve their problems. After saying this, he left with Wei Sushen.
Two of the lights in the corridor were broken, making it look quite eerie.
Wei Sushen: "Is copying the Tao Te Ching really useful?"
"Focusing on one thing can help distract your attention." Fang Shan said slowly, "After suffering two consecutive losses, the other party will probably not act rashly again."
Wei Sushen: "Is there no way to completely solve it?"
Fang Shan: "Unless I confront him head-on. But that's impossible before he harms the host's interests."
Wei Sushen raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why?"
"Although systems can kill each other, this can only happen when it harms the interests of both parties," Fang Shan explained. "As for how many lives have been lost, that's not part of the calculation. This is a rule set by the designers."
Wei Sushen saw him frown when he said this, obviously not agreeing.
If you think about it carefully, you can understand that Fang Shan spends most of his time dealing with humans, so it is inevitable that he will develop feelings for them.
Wei Sushen focused on the current situation: "That is to say, gathering luck by hunting humans is within the scope permitted by the rules."
Fang Shan shook his head: "Of course not. But as long as you don't cause too much trouble, headquarters won't interfere."
Wei Sushen: "That's a bit troublesome."
Fang Shan sighed, "To use an inappropriate analogy, it's like how humans treat cats and dogs. Some love them as if they were their lives, while others take pleasure in torturing them. While the law will punish perpetrators, it usually does so lightly."
The weight of life is often unequal.
With power comes superiority.
The topic was a bit heavy. Fang Shan seemed to think of some bad memories, and the light in his pupils dimmed.
Wei Sushen glanced at him and said lightly: "At least you are still humane."
Upon receiving this slight compliment, Fang Shan immediately cast aside his negative emotions and said with great joy, "He is not only humane, but also knowledgeable, talented, and selfless."
As he was about to enter the door, he suddenly said, "That bastard won't be able to run rampant for long."
He still shows no sign of stopping, a wolf that can never be satisfied. If luck is anything to go by, whoever outshines his chosen host will inevitably strike. By then, even if he takes action himself, the rules won't stop him.
While Fang Shan was still thinking about it, Wei Sushen received a call from the theater manager, asking them to make the final confirmation of the venue.
With not much time left until the scheduled performance, tickets have officially gone on pre-sale online this morning.
Fang Shan watched for a while. It was better than he had imagined, about 60% sold. He couldn't help but sigh, "I wonder how many of them are attracted by the scandal between us."
Wei Sushen said without hesitation: "All."
“…”
After a brief silence, Fang Shan turned back and knocked on Fang Can's guest room door, subtly reminding him that there would be a performance soon.
Fang Can hesitated slightly: "We can't leave the hotel now."
Fang Shan: "As long as you don't intend to pack up and leave, it's fine."
Fang Can's eyes moved, and Fang Shan immediately guessed what he was planning: "Since he has already entangled you, he will follow you wherever you go."
Fang Can stared at him: "Is there really no way?"
"The hotel is actually the safest place," Fang Shan suggested, "because they have other targets here."
Fang Can nodded: "I understand."
After saying that, he closed the door, and without waiting for a moment, he suddenly opened the door again and said, "I will go to the performance."
Fang Shan smiled and walked back to the guest room.
Wei Sushen was finalizing the performance list when he heard footsteps and looked up: "Is it settled?"
Fang Shan nodded, thinking of Fang Can's last look: "He's full of bad intentions, I guess he's up to something bad again."
Wei Sushen didn't care much, as if he had predicted that Fang Xinghai and his son would not be able to cause much trouble.
Fang Shan asked, "How many employees does Fang Can's company have?"
Wei Sushen: "There are probably more than a thousand in this city."
"There's only a 40% quota left." Fang Shan looked up and thought, "We don't need to organize all the members. Even if we only have half, the venue will be full."
Wei Sushen: "Since there are nearly ten places that can be agreed upon internally, I will send them to friends and family."
Fang Shan: "Are you sure they can bear to watch it?"
"You don't have to enter," Wei Sushen said, "just in case."
Even at a popular concert, there will be people who cannot come due to unexpected matters. The mission requires an extremely high attendance rate, so we must ensure that the seats are full to the greatest extent possible.
Fang Shan nodded in appreciation: "That's very thoughtful."
·
The performance is scheduled for 7 p.m.
At this time, only a corner of the moon was visible, and the dazzling starlight and flashing neon lights each had their own charm, making the whole street full of brilliance.
Although it was a crosstalk performance, people were dressed quite formally.
Outside the gate, a man wearing a mask and a hat made it difficult to see his true face. The beautiful woman standing next to him shook her head: "It's just a show, why do you need to do this?"
Wei Ye raised his head, his voice a little unclear because of the mask he was wearing: "Have some dignity."
At this time, the fat boy came over from behind and said, "The tickets I gave you are all for middle seats. I paid extra and changed to the first row."
Wei Ye frowned... Doesn't that mean he would have to watch an awkward crosstalk performance up close?
The fat boy had already made a plan: "Sitting in the front row will not only give me a better view of the show, but also allow me to enter and sit down early, so I can avoid running into people I know."
Upon hearing this, Wei Ye looked at him with a rare respectful look and nodded with satisfaction.
There are only three double acts in the program. Although double acts can cover up the shortcomings of expressions, the audience will definitely not be happy with a full performance.
Fortunately, although Wei Sushen cannot make funny expressions, he has a good voice and good looks, so he is a beautiful scenery when standing on the stage.
Even Fang Shan, who was beside him, was attracted by the pleasant accent for a few moments.
Crosstalk inevitably involves interaction with the audience, so Fang Shan asked in an exaggerated tone, "You're handsome, and come from a good family, but why are you still trying to steal jobs from others in the crosstalk world?"
As soon as the words came out, someone below shouted: "You are just bored."
The whole room burst into laughter.
Wei Sushen calmly admitted: "That's one thing, the most important thing is that I have too much money and nothing to do."
audience:"……"
Jealousy prevented them from smiling for a moment.
Although Fang Shan's speechless expression was a deliberate act, it also had a certain authenticity. He pursed his lips and said, "Your life is truly free and easy."
Wei Sushen continued to keep a calm face: "Thank you for the compliment."
The fat boy in the audience covered his lips and asked Wei Ye, "How did he resist hitting my brother?"
As a relative, I feel like I deserve a beating.
Fang Shan and Wei Sushen sabotaged each other, causing the audience to burst into laughter.
In fact, it is not very funny in itself, but considering Wei Sushen’s real rich second-generation personality, it is really a joke.
Fang Shan coughed lightly. "It's been going viral online lately. It's been rumored that you're performing this show just to pursue me..."
Before he could finish his words, the audience started to boo.
Fang Shan placed his index finger on the center of his lips, making a 'hushing' gesture. Then, with a serious expression, he said, "It's not wise to challenge your dream lover."
Before Wei Sushen could speak, the little fat boy whispered to Wei Ye, "Bet ten thousand yuan, I bet big brother will start his next sentence with 'Since I was a child, my father taught me...'"
Wei Ye glanced at him and asked, "You have 10,000 yuan?"
After discovering that Wei Supei had failed the final exam, he confiscated all his pocket money.
The little fat man quickly changed his words and said, "Then I'll lose ten pounds of fat!"
If you lose, go lose weight.
“…”
The author has something to say: Wei Sushen: I often feel out of place when I am surrounded by people with a sky-high sand sculpture index.
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