Chapter 118
Ying Zhisheng was constantly at the center of the controversy, which led to the widespread public awareness and widespread criticism of Dong Chi's upcoming film. This was a good thing, as it saved him a considerable amount of publicity costs.
Hearing the news that Ying Zhisheng was admitted to the hospital, Dong Chi thought something had happened to Lou Sheng, so he rushed over in a hurry. As soon as he entered the room, he looked around and shouted, "Shengzi! Ah Sheng! Are you okay?"
“…”
It was obvious that the person lying on the hospital bed was Ying Zhisheng, and Lou Sheng was doing very well at this moment.
Dong Chi craned his neck to confirm Lou Sheng on the ceiling was safe and sound. He was shocked when he saw Ying Zhisheng clearly: "You...why are you so pale?"
Don't bring up things that are not related to the topic.
Lou Sheng floated down and asked seriously, "You called me as soon as you came in. What's going on?"
"I was worried about you," Dong Chi said, making a heart sign with his hands. "Also, let's talk about filming. The crew is very rushed, and Qi Juanjuan's scenes are almost finished, except for her scenes with Ying Zhisheng."
"Don't you see that Ying Zhisheng is not in good health?" Lou Sheng curled his lips and pointed the middle finger at his heart.
"I'm just afraid that Ying Zhisheng will die before the film is finished, so I'm preparing for a rainy day. The sooner we finish the film, the sooner we'll be done with it." He thought he was being kind, after all, Ying Zhisheng didn't look like someone who would live a long life, but he got a roll of the eyes from Lou Sheng.
Lou Sheng told him: "Ying Zhisheng can live a long time."
"Yu Gengshi said he won't live for more than a few months."
Lou Sheng and Dong Chi exchanged glances and raised their chins towards the door of the ward, meaning that they should go out and talk.
Lou Sheng was different now. He would go out for a private chat with Dong Chi and would come to the special body to inform Ying Zhisheng. If it were the same as before, he would have put it behind him long ago. It was considered an improvement.
Ying Zhisheng smiled and said, "Don't talk too long."
Lou Sheng hummed, "Stingy guy."
"Brother, brother, brother! What do you want to tell me?" Dong Chi spoke a little louder, very excited. "Tell me, I won't tell anyone! I didn't expect that in your heart I am more trustworthy than Ying Zhisheng!"
Lou Sheng tutted in disdain, moved away from him, and whispered, "I've made an agreement with the ghost messenger underground. I'll help him escort the dead souls back to the underworld. One person will be equivalent to one week of Zhisheng's lifespan."
"Ah!" Dong Chi frowned in disapproval. "You still have work to do at the police station. You're working two jobs."
Lou Sheng had no other choice. "Chen Ji said he could help me revive, and the ghost messenger used backdoors to help Ying Zhisheng extend his life. If I work hard, there is still a future."
Forget about the future, Dong Chi couldn't bear the thought. His rich second-generation buddy had become a slave working two jobs.
"Also, what nonsense did Ying Zhisheng say when he was promoting his album? People are scolding him for spreading feudal superstition and saying he has a mental problem, and they're scolding me too!"
Lou Sheng was puzzled, "What did I scold you for?"
Dong Chi was so angry that he jumped up and down. "They accused my crew of bad feng shui and evil spirits! They said I worshipped an evil spirit at the opening ceremony and it drove Ying Zhisheng crazy! Those netizens are crazy!"
…
[Do you think Ying Zhisheng is truly crazy or just pretending to be crazy? ]
[I don't know. I only know that he, a public figure, said he wanted to find a guru, which means he simply doesn't want to continue his career. Superstition is strictly prohibited. In the past, countless people have gotten into trouble because of believing in cults! I can't remember!]
I suspect Ying Zhisheng is a follower of a certain cult.
[Haha, Zhang Kai was the one who taught me, right?]
[Block, block! Block! Why haven't you blocked this scumbag yet?!]
[Some people say that the person Ying Zhisheng has a crush on is Mr. Lou, the boss of Dingyue who jumped off a building this year]
[Oh my god, I'm sucking blood from a dead person! Promiscuous men, please stop clinging to me, okay? Do you think I'm worthy?]
[I won't read the clarification! I'll scold you! Shout, yell, yell, yell, yell!]
【Last night, Ying Zhisheng's negative posts started to surface again [Thinking]】
[Anyway, I believe whatever the marketing account says [eat melon]]
[Ying Zhisheng is a big shot, often not showing up on set, paparazzi later revealed this]
Yes.
Because of the paparazzi's revelations, Ying Zhisheng did not stay in the hospital for long and immediately joined the crew to film.
A pale, shaky man, wearing a hoodie, walked slowly, head bowed, umbrella in hand. He was listening to the ghosts nearby, so engrossed in their conversation that he didn't even hear the stagehand calling him.
Everyone has gradually become accustomed to Ying Zhisheng holding an umbrella and adapted to this person's mysterious aloofness.
Qi Juanjuan nodded and greeted him. Noticing his light steps, she asked, "Ying Zhisheng, are you all right?"
Ying Zhisheng nodded, thinking about how to act later. Lou Sheng followed him, because he couldn't perform too badly.
"Have you memorized all the lines?" Lou Sheng asked him.
"I remember."
"Any ideas for the character?"
“…”
Ying Zhisheng had no idea about the role. A single path was a single path, and he was who he was. He felt he was simply playing a nonexistent person. While thinking this, he still replied vaguely, "I have some ideas."
Lou Sheng touched his cheek with his cold lips and asked, "Is it hard for you to rush into the crew? If you really can't help it, just go back to the nanny car and rest."
Ying Zhisheng was fine, maybe because he was used to the pain.
While changing clothes, Dong Chi came over to chat with Lou Sheng. He stared at Ying Zhisheng's shoes on the ground and was surprised: "There are no height-increasing insoles!" Not giving up, he squatted down to take a closer look, "There really are none!"
"There's nothing to be said for lying about height. It's all for nothing." Lou Sheng snorted and laughed. "He was already very tall when he was in school. Every time we lined up, the teacher always put him and me at the back. I would poke Ying Zhisheng in the waist when I stood behind him, so Ying Zhisheng was always the last one in the line."
"You two had a good relationship back then."
"During that time, he didn't want me to touch him. I put my arm around his shoulders, but he struggled and refused."
At that time, Lou Sheng had no idea what Ying Zhisheng was thinking. It was certain that he was difficult to get along with, but there was nothing he could do because the other party was too outstanding and dazzling, and he always played the piano and sang for him.
Only then did I understand and clapped my hands: "No wonder Ying Zhisheng always sang love songs to me back then, he liked me a long time ago!"
Dong Chi blinked. It was hopeless. "You didn't even realize that."
Lou Sheng saw a little bit of it, but he wasn't sure. He also felt that Ying Zhisheng's constant singing about love and affection was sour, so he labeled him "sad and sorrowful." Later, he was caught red-handed by the real person.
When chatting, Ying Zhisheng should change his clothes and do his hair.
He is dressed like a completely simple teenager, with a white short-sleeved shirt, black pants and canvas shoes. A few strands of black hair hang down on his forehead. His lip color is already very light, so he doesn't need to wear much makeup. His natural gloomy temperament is enough to fit the role.
Lou Sheng was stunned. For a moment, he seemed to see Ying Zhisheng in school. "This outfit makes him look really young."
"He is only twenty-three, not that old." Dong Chi replied, and then remembered that Lou Sheng also died early at the same age. He frowned and drooped the corners of his mouth, almost crying.
Ying Zhisheng raised his eyes and asked, "Do I usually look old?"
Dong Chi rubbed his nose and said, "Ah, it gives me a feeling of being exhausted."
Lou Sheng disagreed. "I'm not exhausted at all. I'm still young and strong. Don't talk nonsense."
"Alright, if you say you're young and strong, then so be it. Your words will be more convincing," Dong Chi emphasized. "Today's scene is more important, so build up your emotions first... If you really can't, just think of our poor little Lou Sheng and cry."
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