Chapter 64 Rain Comes (2)
The live broadcast room became increasingly popular and was packed with people who were watching the show.
Gao Yixuan donned his Taoist robes and began to describe the situation vividly: "Ying Zhisheng is followed by three ghosts, and one of them is a tall man with the most evil spirit. His smooth road to stardom is not clean at all!"
"Raising a little ghost to increase your luck, chasing fame and fortune to this extent, the ridiculous thing is that Ying Zhisheng still acts so aloof and unattainable all day long!"
"I've been in the Taoist temple for nearly eighteen years. Yin and Yang, day and night, the universe is eternal. Ancestor, if I tell a lie, I'll get sores on the soles of my feet and die a miserable death."
As Gao Yixuan swore, the atmosphere in the livestream room reached its peak. He stared in shock at the dazzling gift features and rapidly flashing comments. He had easily earned money in just one night, money he hadn't earned in over twenty years of his life.
So how much do these celebrities earn? Ying Zhisheng has been popular for so many years and he must have made a lot of money. Fate is really unfair.
[Daji Dali: In this case, should we Haoji be willing to harm others? ]
Gao Yixuan tapped his fingers on the table, recalling the past and giving a positive answer: "It's him."
[Smart Melon 33: Actually, that's possible. It was such a thrilling and terrifying accident, someone was frightened to death, and Ying Zhisheng stood there like nothing happened.]
[For My Peanuts (Get Rich Version): Are you scared? When I get scared, my mind goes blank and I just stand there motionless.]
[White House, Green Tile Riverbank: Many viewers have reported that Ying Zhisheng is distracted and talking to himself on variety shows... Who is he talking to? Could it be a ghost?]
[Xixika Babaga: Damn, that's so scary, no way, how on earth has Ying Zhisheng become so popular over the years? The truth is finally revealed!]
[Anonymous user 9971: Am I the only one who feels that Ying Zhisheng's songs are unpleasant?]
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Looking at Gao Yixuan's spirited face on the screen, Assistant Tao looked up and met Fuquan's gaze, then asked, "What should we do?"
Fuquan was annoyed: "What can we do? Sue him! This is nonsense. Zhisheng didn't raise a ghost at all. Can he produce any evidence? We'll have to run around to refute the rumor!"
The quiet afternoon became oppressive. Ying Zhisheng was meticulously changing the strings of his guitar. No one spoke for a long time. He glanced at Lou Sheng, who was watching the live broadcast intently, and said with a smile, "I can't fix it. Come and help me."
Several living people looked over in confusion.
Ying Zhisheng solemnly called out, "Lou wins."
"How can I help you? I can't help you at all." His tone became anxious, and Lou Sheng felt powerlessness spreading throughout his body. If he were still the eldest son of the company, these rumors could be settled with a casual order. At the very least, it would not be the turn of a half-baked Taoist priest to slander Ying Zhisheng.
His life had been too easy, and with so much to his name, he wasn't afraid of losing anything. He didn't even have to worry about asking for things or worrying about losing anything. Even his death was carefree, leaping from the sky with only the joy of revenge.
Lou Sheng had long since come to terms with reality, but it still weighed on him. He couldn't help Ying Zhisheng, and he might even kill him.
"Ying Zhisheng, please bury me. I beg you to do so."
The word "ask" was rather harsh. Ying Zhisheng frowned and spoke in a gentle and reasonable voice, "Lou Sheng, what does this have to do with you? Gao Yixuan saw it and concluded that I did it without verifying it. He's just making a subjective assumption."
Lou Sheng had never encountered such a situation in his life. His pocket money had been stopped for almost two years. He directly participated in various competitions to get scholarships to support his life. He did not bow to his mother and was still able to support himself. Ying Zhisheng opened a close payment account.
Now, if Ying Zhisheng disagreed with what he wanted, then even the heavens couldn't change it, and he couldn't decide where to go.
Lou Sheng angrily blew up the vertical curtains, and sunlight shone in from the window. At this moment, Ying Zhisheng threw the guitar in his hand directly over, and the curtains broke into pieces with a bang, suppressing the fluttering sunlight.
"Lou Sheng." Ying Zhisheng called him in a deep voice.
Lou Sheng turned around and left, floating to the guest bedroom to continue watching the movie.
The argument between the man and the ghost frightened Assistant Tao and Cheng Zhi so much that they squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands to avoid being accidentally hurt. Fuquan curled his lips, but did not dare to persuade them any further.
They didn't even know what Ying Zhisheng and Lou Sheng were arguing about, so they couldn't persuade them.
After a long silence, Fuquan finally spoke: "Zhisheng, Lou Sheng is probably feeling guilty and anxious about Gao Yixuan's matter. If it were you, you would definitely feel the same way, right?"
Ying Zhisheng peeled the apple with an expressionless face. The noble Mr. Lou had complained last time that the apple peel had a stale smell. His jaw was set tight, clearly still angry.
Fuquan couldn't guess what he was angry about.
"Add another curtain."
The room was already dark and heavy, and the layers of curtains only made it more suffocating.
Ying Zhisheng gripped the knife handle so tightly that veins popped out on the back of his hand, and thrust the knife deep into the table. The sharp blade, emitting a cold glow, sank into the lower half, sending wood chips flying.
"Teach this Taoist priest a lesson."
Fuquan smacked his lips, angry at Gao Yi for spreading rumors out of his mouth.
That's not the case. Ying Zhisheng couldn't bear to be angry with Lou Sheng. The pale, fragile, and invisible figure standing there made him feel sour and reluctant.
Ultimately, this matter was caused by Gao Yixuan. Ying Zhisheng sat down, twisting the snake bracelet on his wrist and unable to resist, gently kissed it.
He has survived the chaotic entertainment industry until today, successfully breaking free from the control of his vampire father and is now transforming into capital within the industry.
Ying Zhisheng didn't understand why some people always thought they were good people.
Too angry. Ying Zhisheng gritted his teeth and sneered, "I'll teach him a lesson myself."
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Lou Sheng was watching a movie, the infamous fantasy film starring Ying Zhisheng. He sat on the floor and watched for a while, feeling the acting was so jarring that he couldn't bear to watch it.
Even though the acting was so awkward, Lou Sheng still spent over 5 million to book out the entire theater and invited company employees to watch it for free.
This movie is so boring that his mother fell asleep while watching it.
"Hey, Boss!"
Lou Sheng turned around upon hearing the voice and saw Bai Yi, who had appeared out of nowhere. The last time they met, a few ghosts had caused a big incident and then dispersed after that. Feeling guilty for a while, they didn't dare to meet again.
Lou Sheng asked listlessly, "Why are you here?"
"Why, do you think it's Ying Zhisheng?" Bai Yi adjusted her skirt and sat down, explaining, "I just found a male ghost wandering back and forth outside your house, so I beat him up and chased him away. Just as I was about to float in, I heard a quarrel. What was it about?"
Lou Sheng waved his hand and was too lazy to mention the reasons and consequences.
"I saw you blow up the curtains, and the sun almost hit you. Are you trying to force that guy to let you go?"
That wasn't the case. Lou Sheng gave Ying Zhisheng's impressive face on the screen the finger. He said nonchalantly, "I'm just pissing him off. I'm not some idiot, why would I want to bask in the sun?"
Bai Yi groaned and replied while pulling her long hair: "I thought you were so angry with him that you wanted to use your life to force Ying Zhisheng to let you go. I was thinking of coming to help you."
"It hasn't come to this." Lou Sheng didn't know how to explain.
Lou Sheng was bored and watching a movie, so Bai Yi started to mediate and resolve the conflict between them.
Suddenly, the guest bedroom door opened.
Ying Zhisheng closed the door behind him and leaned back, his eyes sweeping over Bai Yi. His brows relaxed and he smiled gently, "Another female ghost, right, Lou Sheng?"
Lou Sheng stared intently at the movie screen, where Ying Zhisheng was running hard in the rain. He chewed some candy and spat out two words: "Innocent."
It was really unbearable to watch. Bai Yi awkwardly echoed, "Be a ghost with a clear conscience. I don't like gays." This earned her a sidelong glance from Lou Sheng.
Bai Yi explained: "Normal girls don't like gay men. I'm quite popular, so I'm not that lacking in love."
Lou Shenghe emphasized to her: "I am not gay."
Bai Yi was skeptical.
Lou Shengbie turned around and added, "It's not right to insist on being alive."
It was simply a fairy tale. Bai Yi didn't believe it at all. Ying Zhisheng was already carrying Lou Sheng with him, almost putting him in his pocket.
Ying Zhisheng chuckled and said playfully, "Yes, two straight men hugging each other and kissing."
The topic was brought up again. Lou Sheng stared at the movie. In the movie, Ying Zhisheng was flying in the sky wearing a blue cloak.
After Bai Yi left, the man and the ghost watched this extremely boring movie to the end in silence, each with their own thoughts.
Ying Zhisheng finally spoke: "Lou Sheng, do you know why I always have to take a shower first and then you?"
Having never thought about this question, Lou Sheng just thought it was a habit of the other party.
"If I don't, I won't be able to control my fantasies about you."
Ying Zhisheng suddenly leaned in close. "Later, I realized that the key issue wasn't the order in which we showered. The problem was with me, not you."
"Can you guess what I've been fantasizing about?"
Lou Sheng's pupils dilated slightly, so shocked that he forgot to even back away. This was the first time he had come face to face with Ying Zhisheng's dark desires.
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