“…… My grandfather burst into tears, sobbing and telling the story of the story, and finally lamented: 'I think I was poor and destitute, and I would not be alive without this mouse, but I was negligent and caused it to die.' Although it was not killed by me, it died because of me, so how can I be embarrassed? Since I cut Wang Er Mazi, I am all up to the right to punish him, and I just ask the chief to let me bury it first. ’……”

Shen Huan's grandfather's story was told for a long time, and it was said that his grandfather was friends with the rat, and the rat was killed for it every day to find money, and his grandfather was angry and cut the evil Wang Er Mazi, but was found by the security captain.

Song Yi had been listening quietly, and when he got here, he finally spoke up.

"Although your grandfather is a bit of a jerk, he is still quite righteous towards his friends. ”

This is also the first time Shen Huan has heard her say so much, and her voice is still very good, slightly different from the film and television materials he watched, after all, there must be a difference between the machined voice and his own voice.

"Who's to say it isn't?"

Shen Huan nodded and continued: "The security captain was also very emotional after hearing this, and said: 'His grandmother is ungrateful, and she is the same for mice, let alone people? ’…… Since then, my grandfather has been a soldier, but it was too chaotic in those days, and the warlord my grandfather followed was not big, and within a year he was beaten by another warlord, and he also returned to his hometown...... After he couldn't find any more money, he thought of what the blank paper man had told him, and when he couldn't live poorly, he went to find a lonely grave without a tombstone in the deserted grave of Thirteen Miles, where there were gold and silver jewelry that she was buried with...... Digging graves, that is, robbing tombs, in the folk is also called 'inverted bucket', can make a windfall, but catch it is also to lose the head, but my grandfather was really unable to live at that time, and finally the heart was horizontal, looking for a dark and windy night, a person came to the thirteen miles. ”

In a field grave, he saw at a glance the grave that the white paper man said, because that grave was very special - other graves have tombstones, but there are no tombstones in that grave. And what is even more strange is that the coffin of that tomb is not under the mound of sealing, but stands on the mound, the coffin is very new, painted with eighteen shiny vermilion lacquer, and a strange pattern is drawn on the coffin, which looks very weird. ”

Song Yizheng was listening attentively, but Shen Huan suddenly stopped when he said this, looked out the window, and suddenly smiled, staring at Song Yi, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth.

After talking for a long time, the atmosphere was weird, Song Yi was also in a trance, heard him stop talking, looked up at him, and saw him like this.

Shen Huan talked here for a long time, the sky gradually darkened, and the already poorly lit living room became more and more dark, Shen Huan looked like this again, Song Yi chuckled inexplicably in his heart, and the whole person jumped up like a kangaroo, holding his hands on his chest, looking at him nervously.

"You...... You ......"

She said "you" a few times, but she couldn't say the following words.

Most girls are timid, and Song Yi is no exception, and she is also a talented and good actor, such actors generally have very rich imaginations, and she is one of them.

Under her brain, combined with Shen Huan's strange behavior, the things he told just now, and the current scene and Shen Huan's strange appearance, all kinds of strange thoughts came to her head: Is this Shen Huan really the singer Shen Huan? Why did he suddenly tell himself such a thing inexplicably? This kind of behavior is very abnormal, and if you think about it carefully, the more terrifying it is.

I was scared of myself, I was scared of myself, my mouth was a little trembling, and my face became more and more ugly, as if I was about to cry.

This salted fish seems to be quite small, and her trembling appearance now is in stark contrast to the previous indifferent calm, resulting in a contrast, and it looks quite cute.

When Shen Huan saw her like this, his bad taste was strongly satisfied, and he couldn't help but want to scare her again. However, he still remembered the goal he had come to this time, and he knew that he had too much, so he didn't continue after all, and changed his smile.

It's just that the corners of his mouth and the curvature of his eyes changed, and Shen Huan's smile immediately showed a completely different meaning from just now - his smile just now looked very eerie and terrifying, but now this smile is extremely bright and heartwarming.

"Don't be afraid, I'm just looking at the time, it's not too early, and I'm ready to leave. ”

Song Yi was also instantly healed by his smile, and his nervous mood eased a lot, and when he saw that Shen Huan really planned to leave, he was even more relieved and less afraid.

"Walk slowly. ”

Song Yi said goodbye, but he didn't move under his feet, and he didn't want to get half a step closer to Shen Huan.

This scene was all watched by Shen Huan.

I don't want to get close to him, I should still be a little scared of him, this courage is really small, but I still sent off the guest, unlike when he first came, he didn't say hello, which means that she has a much better sense of herself now, beyond the scope of strangers, and should be in this range between strangers and friends.

Shen Huan analyzed it in his heart, so he turned around and walked towards the door, as for the purpose of his coming this time, he didn't mention a word. But just as he walked to the door and opened the door inside, Song Yi's voice came from behind him.

"Wait!"

Shen Huan turned around and saw Song Yi standing in front of her sofa, looking at him from afar.

"What happened to your grandfather?"

After it seemed that she was not so scared, curiosity surged back.

Shen Huan raised his hand and looked at the table below, frowned, as if there was something embarrassing, and finally looked at Song Yi and asked, "I still have something to do...... Do you have a tweet?"

Song Yi nodded, "Yes." ”

Shen Huan said: "Then you pay attention to my Weibo, I will write it to you." ”

He was not in a hurry at all, and still did not take this opportunity to bring up the matter.

Song nodded slightly, indicating that he knew, and then suddenly asked, "What is your mobile phone number?"

It's progressing a bit.

Shen Huan said so in his heart, reported his mobile phone number to Song Yi, and then left.

After returning to the hotel, Shen Huan began to call again, but it was not related to the "Latent" project, but another thing - after he made several calls, he contacted an editor-in-chief of Chunchao Publishing House.

Chunchao is one of the largest publishing houses in China, privately owned, and does not compete with some state-owned publishing houses in the fields of social sciences, academia and translation, but focuses on everyday consumption areas such as prose.

Because of the soundness and implementation of this world's copyright laws and regulations, Chunchao is still quite moisturized, quite famous in China, and has a deep relationship with the entertainment industry.

"Of course, you are very welcome, you are absolutely right to choose our publishing house, our publishing house has rich industry experience, strong creative team......

The editor-in-chief on the other side of the phone spoke in a very enthusiastic voice.

Can you not be enthusiastic? The big singer is going to publish a book, this is definitely a good deal!

People in the film and television industry publish books, although this kind of thing is not much, but it is not uncommon, and many stars will do this kind of thing after they become famous. The low-end one publishes a photo album, which can be regarded as a publication, the mid-end one publishes a memoir, and the high-end one publishes a real book.

Of course, memoirs, books or something, there is a lot of room for operation in them, most of them are not really written by the star himself, but by pulling two writers or teams, the star provides the main body of ideas, they carry out detailed operations, and if they save a little effort, they will all be written on their behalf, and they will be sold with the name of a star. As long as the star's fame is big enough, the sales volume is generally not bad, and it is a good deal with relatively stable income, and the publishing house also welcomes this kind of business.

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