Chapter 35: Second Round of Program (2)
Jiang Huoda sat in the observation room with a smile on his face, waiting for Lin Chi to fall from a high altitude, be almost killed, and regretfully withdraw from the competition.
After exchanging glances with his assistant and getting a positive answer, Jiang Huoda couldn't suppress the smile on his face.
There are too many people who want to get a piece of the big cake of the entertainment industry. If they don’t fight for it, they will be courting their own destruction.
Lin Chi stood backstage, staring intently at the big screen. Lin Wang's name was grayed out. He could still vividly remember his brother's failed performance, the scene of him weeping after leaving the stage. This time, he was going all out, trying to add to the stage with a thrilling visual impact.
"Let's welcome Lin Chi from the Crazy Band—"
Standing by the stage waiting, Lin Chi, who was hiding in the darkness, raised his head.
At this time, Jiang Huoda in the observation room showed a meaningful smile.
Meanwhile, outside the lounge, several assistants knocked on the door for a long time without receiving a response. Inside the quiet room, Sun Qing heard the baby ghost cry, so piercing and sharp that it hurt his temples so much they felt like they were about to burst.
Sun Qing's blood continued to flow into the glass. The glass looked shallow, but it actually had a large capacity.
Lou Sheng asked impatiently, "Why is it taking so long? Are you reluctant to give up this little blood? Who will help you in the future?"
“…”
Wounds crisscrossed his arms. Sun Qing vaguely felt something was wrong, but couldn't put his finger on it. He just felt dizzy and his eyelids felt heavy.
Lou Sheng sat calmly on the dressing table, his eyes casually sweeping across the dark night sky outside the window, his heart beating fast.
The rules of the world unconditionally favor one side. In transactions between humans and ghosts, whether to give more or less is a matter of the living people's decision, and they can even break the contract, but ghosts don't even have the right to refuse.
If a ghost wants to kill its owner, it must be extremely cautious, but it is not completely impossible.
Sun Qing felt dizzy and his vision was spinning. He heard Zhou Qing ask cautiously, "Sun Qing, even though this is Lou Sheng's reward... can I have some?"
Speaking of which, I haven’t fed Zhou Qing for several months.
Sun Qing didn't know that her face was so pale that even her delicate makeup couldn't hide it.
"Okay, wife, you eat too." Sun Qing said weakly.
Zhou Qing stared at him intently and asked, "Can our son eat it? This is our son. You haven't looked at his face carefully. His eyebrows and eyes look like mine, and his nose looks like yours. Can our child eat some?"
A soft and weak voice pressed into Sun Qing's mind. After hearing Zhou Qing's description, Sun Qing felt uneasy and could not stand steadily. Recalling Zhou Qing's gentle smile when she held the pregnancy test report, she murmured, "The eyebrows and eyes are like yours, it must be a beautiful child."
Zhou Qing glared at him with hatred in his eyes.
Sun Qing's voice was light and weak: "You can eat it, and the child can eat it too. Feed them all at once, and then don't argue with me about being hungry in a few days."
He agreed to the requests of the three ghosts one after another, not afraid that his flesh and blood would be sucked clean.
Sun Qing's mind was still confused and he didn't realize that the demands of these three ghosts could cost him his life.
Sun Qing felt dizzy and sluggish from the moment he started bleeding. He didn't know that it was because the baby ghost was crying loudly due to hunger.
Lou Sheng said to Zhou Qing, "The five pieces of meat that Sun Qing owes me will be given to you and your mother."
"Thank you so much." Zhou Qing didn't expect that Lou Sheng would actually help her and find a way to kill Sun Qing.
"Hey, honey. What's your relationship with Lou Sheng? He's giving you my flesh to eat." Speaking of 'my flesh,' Sun Qing suddenly felt a surge of fear, but he was ultimately more concerned with whether his hat was green or not. Lou Sheng was a striking figure, and even though Sun Qing had been in the entertainment industry for years, the first sight of this ghost was both astonishing and regretful.
Before he could get an answer, Sun Qing suddenly felt a sharp pain in his right shoulder. He lowered his head and looked into the child's dark eyes. The little baby ghost was chewing flesh and blood in big mouthfuls.
Sun Qing thought, his eyes don’t look like Zhou Qing’s.
But the nose and lips are almost identical.
Lou Sheng leaned against the wall with his arms folded across his chest. His upturned peach blossom eyes were clear and cold, and his lips were smiling even though they were not smiling. He just watched coldly, watching the two ghosts, one big and one small, on Sun Qing's left and right, devouring the confused man.
Lin Chi, performing on stage, donned a sinister makeup and a black angelic look, hysterically expressing his feelings about the injustice of fate through his singing. Suspended in mid-air by wires, he swayed slightly upside down. As tens of millions of spectators watched, their voices resonated and powerful, amidst the applause and cheers of the audience.
"I will cut through the thorns and climb the highest peak—"
"Even if I'm torn to pieces! I'll never be able to recover! I'll never close my eyes!"
Just as he finished speaking, the steel cable snapped. In full view of the crowd, Lin Chi plummeted from the sky, landing squarely on the cage prop model in the center of the stage. His black wings trembled a few times, and the feathers fluttered.
“Aa ...
Screams echoed throughout the venue. With such a major incident, the staff rushed to the scene while making phone calls to their contacts. His legs gave way, and he fell to the ground, only to scramble back to his feet.
"Lin Chi fell down! Oh my god! He fell directly from such a height!"
"Is he dead? Oh my god, he's not even moving."
"How terrifying! Ahhhh! I'm going to fall to my death from up there!"
Jian Qian in the observation room stood up suddenly and asked Lin Chi nervously about his condition.
Jiang Huoda was too lazy to lift his butt from the sofa. However, because of the cameras, he still looked concerned and asked, "Are you okay? Can Lin Chi still participate in the show in this condition?"
The accident had just happened and the staff were unable to give an answer.
Jiang Huoda lowered his head and chuckled, then pretended to say, "Oh, winning or losing isn't that important. No wonder there were rumors a while ago that high-altitude performances are prohibited. Even if you can get a good ranking by attracting attention, you can't risk your life. Besides, what if it hits the audience? Sigh... Lin Chi is really crazy."
The live broadcast of the program was not turned off, and the barrage of comments was in a state of chaos from the beginning, with people arguing to the death. Now it was stuck again and again, and it froze after a few minutes.
Lonely Wolf Aoao: This is so scary! Shit, did he fall to his death?!
[Story begins: Ah, how could this happen? Is he okay? Oh my god, my heart almost stopped beating when he fell.]
[gus41/: Please, please, please, don't let anything happen [praying] [praying] Lin Chi must be fine. If anything happens to you, Lin Wang will not be able to accept it [crying] [crying]]
[Broken Blade: Dead or not? Dead or not? Dead or not?]
[Anonymous user 134917341: Serves you right [covers mouth]]
[Anonymous user 64913449: Should be based on the principle of life and death]
[Anonymous user 7414447: Jian Qian and Zhang Xing are both unlucky stars]
[The meat of the foreign rat is delicious: No, buddy, didn't the production team check this? Such a big thing happened, just wait for the fans of the Crazy Band to tear you apart.]
[The whole world is my dog: Please be alright, please be fine [Pray] [Pray] [Pray]]
[Wenquxing descended to earth to endure tribulations and was defeated by capital: Originally, this song didn't have the words "shattered to pieces" or "undoing all hope" or "dying with eyes wide open." How weird, the lyrics and the stage accident just happened to match.]
[I Am a Genius: First, Ying Zhisheng fell ill, then Lin Chi had a stage accident and fell from the air. Don't the production team really need to reflect on this? Guests keep getting into trouble with you!]
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Lou Sheng watched the entire process of Lin Chi's stage accident through the big screen in Sun Qing's lounge and was so shocked that he couldn't recover.
Ying Zhisheng had clearly arranged for someone to tell Lin Chi in advance that Jiang Huoda would tamper with the steel wire. Why did the accident still happen?
Liu Qifeng calmly walked onto the stage, cue card in hand. He surveyed the restless audience, cleared his throat, and said solemnly, "Don't worry, everyone. The production team's accompanying doctor has just examined Lin Chi, and he's fine. The cage prop has a plastic air cushion to help cushion the impact of the fall."
"After discussion, Lin Chi's results in this round will not count, and he will directly compete in the third round. Our program will also take responsibility for Lin Chi's injury."
Lou Sheng narrowed his eyes as he stared at the screen. Lin Chi had come prepared, advancing directly to the third round. Now it was the turn of Jiang Huoda and the others who had been behind the tricks to get on edge.
"Take a five-minute break, watch a commercial, and be right back."
When Lou Sheng turned around, he saw the staggering Sun Qing and the two ghosts eating with relish.
Sun Qing had already vaguely realized that something was wrong, and his lips trembled as he wanted to speak and stop the transaction.
“…Uh…Help…”
Zhou Qing looked at him indifferently, then suddenly laughed softly. At this moment, the lounge door was forcibly broken open with a "dong".
The ghost in motion stopped. Lou Sheng said in a deep voice, "Kill Sun Qing! Zhou Qing, don't hesitate, hurry up!"
People had already come in, but Zhou Qing was still afraid and retreated silently behind Lou Sheng. The two ghosts looked solemn, and the little baby ghost was still crying.
Four or five people rushed over and were shocked after seeing the scene in the lounge.
Blood.
Lots of blood.
"Murder... Ugh!" The assistant was about to shout when he was covered over his mouth and scolded: "What do you mean by murder? How can you kill someone?! Sun Qing is the only one in the entire lounge!"
"Brother, brother, are you okay?" Someone squatted down to treat Sun Qing's wound.
Sun Qing was about to faint and rolled his eyes, then shook his head and nodded.
"How could it come to this? Did Brother Sun Qing commit suicide?"
Sun Qing suddenly perked up as he thought of something. He stared intently at Zhou Qing, who was expressionless, and Lou Sheng, who was watching the show. He simply ignored the tiny baby ghost and cursed with gritted teeth, "You bitch... bitch!"
"Are you sick? I am the messenger of justice! When I see two people, I pair them up and play elimination games." Lou Sheng said arrogantly, but he was worried in his heart that he would fail to kill Sun Qing with such a good opportunity. What would happen to Zhou Qing and her son then?
In the next few decades, Zhou Qing will only suffer and be tortured.
Sun Qing collapsed on the sofa and sent someone to contact the production team to discuss withdrawing from the competition. With so many problems happening, the show couldn't continue. He collapsed onto his back, his injured arm raised after finally stopping the bleeding, but his eyes never left Zhou Qing.
Lou Sheng turned his head and whispered to Zhou Qing, "It was me who suggested killing Sun Qing. Now that things have turned out this way, I will find a way to help you."
Zhou Qing smiled and said, "Thank you so much. It's my fault that I didn't seize the opportunity."
"It's normal for people to be cowardly, but you won't always be a coward."
Before Lou Sheng could finish his words, Sun Qing exploded and smashed the glass filled with blood. Glass mixed with sticky blood splattered everywhere.
The assistant, who had finally cleaned up the lounge, lost his cheerful smile.
Caught in this dilemma, Lou Sheng was anxious when he suddenly heard the host say, "After discussing with several guests, we would like to invite Ying Zhisheng to perform 'Defeat Determination'. In my persistent love, you are invincible."
Before Lou Sheng could even consider why Ying Zhisheng, the finale, was taking the stage early, Sun Qing angrily demanded, "Why is Ying Zhisheng on the court? Why?! Isn't he supposed to withdraw this round due to poor health?"
Then he looked up and questioned Lou Sheng: "You lied to me? You treat me like a dog?! How dare you do this, you little white face? Who do you think you are!"
Lou Sheng raised his eyebrows: "You believe everything I say. You are stupid and you can blame me?"
"I'm going to kill you, you short-lived bastard! I'm going to shatter your soul and torture you every day!"
Lou Sheng turned around, stretched out his index finger to touch the baby ghost's chin, and said lazily: "Then you do your best!"
"Get out of here! That's my son! Stay away from Zhou Qing!"
To the others, it looked like Sun Qing was arguing with the air, his face red and his neck thick with anger. This scene was so terrifying that the four or five people in the room held their breath, not daring to breathe loudly.
The assistant thought for a long time and finally mustered up the courage to suggest, "Brother, let's go to the hospital first?"
"There are paparazzi everywhere outside. Do you want what happened tonight to be exposed?" Sun Qing closed his eyes as his vision went dark. Someone beside him passed candy to his mouth. He said, "If Ying Zhisheng hadn't withdrawn, wouldn't I be the only one to withdraw voluntarily in the second round?"
"That's not the case. Your situation is quite special."
Sun Qing glared at Lou Sheng with resentment, but found that the corner where there were originally three ghosts was now empty.
Ying Zhisheng is about to go on stage, so Lou Sheng has to hurry over.
Now Lou Sheng is Zhou Qing's backbone, and she follows closely behind with the baby ghost lying on her back.
——
Ying Zhisheng stood backstage adjusting his earphones, his eyelashes drooping. The light, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, shone on the man's profile, outlining his superior skull and facial features in the darkness.
From this position, he could hear the shouts from the audience: "Ying Zhisheng! Ying Zhisheng! Ying Zhisheng ah ah ah——"
The unexpected gloom on Lin Chi's stage was swept away in the fiery atmosphere.
Ying Zhisheng pursed his lips, the back of his hand hanging by his side was a little tense, and his back looked cold and lonely.
The singer, with his sharp ears, heard the familiar voice in the crowd and followed along, shouting, "Ying Zhisheng! Wuhu Wuhu! Ying Zhisheng crushed them all and took first place! Go, go, go!"
Ying Zhisheng smiled and walked slowly onto the stage as the accompaniment began. The high and wide stage was surrounded by audience members from all sides. Looking out at the sea of people, he immediately locked eyes with the ghost standing there with his hands in his pockets and his chin slightly raised.
Lou Sheng clenched his fist towards him to encourage him.
Ying Zhisheng tilted his head slightly and smiled secretly.
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