Chapter Seventy-Eight: Rewarding a Ghost
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In this way, not only did he earn money, but also helped promote the scenic spot.
The second cousin was only in high school, and her pocket money was only a few hundred yuan a month, and when she was yelled at by her mother, she immediately shrunk and didn't dare to mention the live broadcast again.
She closes the live streaming page, clicks on her favorites again, clicks on a page, and clicks on an audio on the page.
"It's been updated, that's great!" The second cousin said.
"What is this?" Wang Ling asked curiously.
"This is Harry. Pine! I watched the live broadcast just now and didn't listen to the live broadcast, but this website has a recording. ”
"Harry. Pine? Wang Lingqi said, isn't this what he said?
"Haven't you heard of it? Cousin, you're really LOW. This is the most popular show right now, and it's super good. Master Wang Ling's magical masterpiece. The second cousin said.
"Yes, I've heard it too, the anchor is also called Wang Ling, and he has the same name as you, and I heard that he is also from Rongcheng." The eldest cousin said.
"Hey, hey." Wang Ling smiled weirdly.
"What are you laughing at? It's really nice to hear! The second cousin said urgently.
"I didn't say it was unpleasant." Wang Ling said.
"Master Wang Ling is my idol, and the martial arts novels he writes are super good. Spinning is even better. He also made a movie called Midnight Bell, and I went to see it three times! ”
"Brother, people are also called Wang Ling, you are also called Wang Ling, you see how good the films made by others, you said that you are also a director, why can't you make such a good-looking movie." The eldest cousin said.
"......, how do you know I can't shoot?"
"If you make a movie, can my aunt still watch it without telling our whole family?"
"Yes."
"It's my fault, I'll let you know next time I make another movie." Wang Ling said.
"Shoot again? It's like you've filmed it. ”
“……”
"Xiaoling has just graduated, how can he be a director and make movies." The eldest cousin said.
"I really filmed it, and I shot this midnight bell." Wang Ling said that he had nothing to hide from his family.
"What did you say?" The three cousins shouted in unison.
Even the elders who were playing mahjong and cards on the side stopped what they were doing and turned their heads to look at Wang Ling in unison.
Wang Ling was a little embarrassed by them.
"You say it again?" Mom stopped playing mahjong, threw away the cards in her hand, stood up and walked over.
"I~ I said that I took the midnight bell, what's wrong?" Wang Ling saw that his mother's momentum was terrifying, and his liver trembled.
"Ahh This can't be, you dare to pretend to be my idol? You liar! Big liar! The second cousin reacted very violently, and was so excited that she pointed at Wang Ling's nose and screamed.
The old mother grabbed Wang Ling's arms and shook them desperately, and kept muttering: "Is it you?" Isn't it you? Isn't it you? ”
Wang Ling's father covered his chest with his hands, panting heavily, looking like he was about to have a heart attack and fainted.
Seeing that his parents were so excited, he was afraid that they wouldn't be able to stand the stimulation, so Wang Ling had no choice but to deny, "No, no, I'm joking." I know the director, and he helped out in this movie. ”
Wang Ling's father didn't cover his chest anymore, turned his head and continued to play cards, his mother scolded a dead child, and returned to the mahjong table, "What about my cards?" ”
"Shuffle it off, you just threw all the cards." The third aunt said.
"I've listened to the cards, I want to be a golden general, why are you doing this!" The old mother said angrily, turned her head and said to Wang Ling again: "It's all your fault!" ”
The three cousins also looked disdainful, and the second cousin even slapped Wang Ling a few times, "Let you pretend to be my idol." ”
"It's not okay if I'm wrong!"
"Then you have to help me get Director Wang's signature, as well as Zou Yiyi's! And Niu Zhongguo's! to compensate for the moral loss. The second cousin pouted.
"Good! Good! I'll sign it for you in a moment. ”
"What do you say? Who wants yours! I want Master Wang Ling's. ”
"......, my name is Wang Ling!"
……
At the end of the game, in the dead of night, Wang Ling sat at his desk and sent messages to his friends one by one that he had arrived home safely.
After sending the text message, he seemed to feel that there was something he hadn't done yet, and when he slapped his head, he realized that he still had a reward for completing the side quest that he hadn't received.
It's the first time I've done this kind of quest, and I don't know if there's anything good to give me.
He called up the system, "Come on! Hurry up and hand me over something good. ”
"Your reward will be delivered immediately, please pay attention to receive it." The electronic sound of the system came to my ears.
After waiting for a long time, Wang Ling didn't find anything given by the system.
"You can't fool people like that, can you? system, what about my rewards? Wang Ling asked.
"I'm here." A voice came from behind him, startling Wang Ling.
Looking back, a young man with a white face and beard appeared in front of him, with a bare forehead, a long braid at the back of his head, a gray coat, and his hands folded in the cuffs, looking like a Qing Dynasty person.
"You! Who are you? Wang Ling's cold sweat broke out. A person dressed in the Qing Dynasty suddenly appeared behind him, and anyone would be frightened.
"My name is Fan Xiping, you can call me Fan Fan." The young man said.
"It doesn't matter if you are Fan Dongping or Fan Xiping, how did you end up at my house?"
"I don't know, but I just got here with a whoosh."
"Whoosh, you think you're the Monkey King, and you can teleport!"
"Sun Wukong is the Monkey King, the Fighting Holy Buddha, I know this, but what is teleportation, I haven't heard that he can do this!"
"I'm talking about the Super Saiyan Monkey King, not the Monkey King in Journey to the West, I'm bah, who is talking to you about this, who are you, and how did you appear at my house? Is it possible? Wang Ling thought of a possibility, this is the reward given to him by the system?
"I have been staying in a small village with beautiful mountains and rivers since I died, playing chess with my chess friends, just now I was playing ten chess games with Lao Wu, and suddenly a voice came from the sky, saying that I would follow a person named Wang Ling in the future, and then I arrived here." Fan Fan said.
Sure enough, that's right, this is the reward given by the system, wait, after death?!
Wang Ling was shocked, "Are you a ghost?" ”
"I don't know if I'm a ghost or not."
Wang Ling looked at Fan Xiping's back, there was no shadow! He almost fainted on the spot.
"Help, there's a ghost!" Wang Ling rushed out of his room and ran to his parents' room and banged on the door vigorously.
"Three watches in the middle of the night, what's the name of the ghost?" The old mother in pajamas came out to open the door and saw her son's frightened face.
"Mom, there's a ghost!"
"What a ghost, it's such a big person, and it's a nightmare to be taken seriously."
"There really are ghosts!"
"Where the hell is?"
"Right behind me, look!" Wang Ling pointed to Fan Xiping, who was standing behind him.
"What's there? As soon as you come back, you will get nervous, do you want to go to the psychiatric department tomorrow? Wang Ling's mother saw that her son's back was empty, and there was nothing at all.
"Can't you see?"
"Go to bed, I played mahjong all night and died."
With a thud, the door to my mother's room was shut.
"Am I your own?" Wang Ling returned to his room in a huff.