"Handsome guy, what do you do?" The girl sat down next to Cheng Yingjun and took a glass of champagne from the waiter's hand.

Champagne on the long table is free, but the waiter has to pay for it.

"Hello, a glass of Louis Champagne, 1,888 yuan, is it a record of your consumption card?" The waiter bent down and looked at Cheng Yingjun with a smile.

Hearing the waiter's words, Cheng Yingjun's heartbeat missed half a beat.

Is it so expensive?

There is a free champagne on the long table, why do you want to go to someone else to get it?

Cheng Yingjun wanted to cry, he subconsciously looked at Jiang Xun, after all, the consumption card itself was the money Jiang Xun spent.

Jiang Xun said quietly: "You can just swipe it casually, I can give you another one if the card is blown up." ”

This......

Cheng Yingjun immediately cast a grateful glance at Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun is so good, no one has ever been so kind to him, and he actually paid him to be a girl.

"Okay...... Just remember...... Write it down on my card......" Cheng Yingjun said in a trembling voice, such a spending of a lot of money is really quite exciting.

"Yes, sir, do you need a drink too?" The waiter asked Cheng Yingjun with a smile.

"No, I don't like champagne." Cheng Yingjun immediately refused.

"I still have red wine here."

"I don't like it, I just like to drink Coke." Cheng Yingjun sent the waiter away like a plague god.

The girl took a sip of champagne and said with a smile: "You are so interesting, I just asked you what you do, and you haven't answered yet." ”

"I'm a special ......" Cheng Yingjun said this, and his voice paused, and he suddenly remembered that Jiang Xun had told him before that he could not reveal the information that he was a ghost hunter at the summit.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yingjun paused for a while before changing his words: "I am an Internet writer, and I usually write on the Internet." ”

Cheng Yingjun graduated from high school and really wrote about the Internet when he had nothing to do, but later he couldn't get along with writing, so he switched to being a ghost hunter.

"Really? What books have you written? The girl suddenly became interested.

"Uh...... "My Girlfriend Is a Zombie", "My Apocalyptic Base Car" or something......"

"Then I'll take a look!"

"Farewell, that ...... The book I wrote is not suitable for girls......" Cheng Yingjun scratched his head, "Can I ask your name?" And also...... What do you do? ”

"My name? Well...... My name is Ning Caiwei, and I am a trainee at Girls' Academy 22. ”

Girl's College 22?

Cheng Yingjun's eyes lit up suddenly, Girl Academy 22 is a girl group composed of twenty-two, beautiful girls from sixteen to twenty-two years old. usually performs dance, singing and dancing, participates in variety shows, and occasionally has a few well-known girls, who can make TV series and movies.

In the past few years, the 22nd Girl Academy has become popular, and because the girls in it are sweet and cute, they are worshiped as the goddess army by the otaku.

"You're a member of Maiden Academy 22?" Cheng Yingjun said in surprise.

"I said that I am just a trainee, and I have not yet become a full member."

The members of Girls' Academy 22 are not fixed, and every year there will be people who retire and new people will be added, although the girl group is very famous, but the individuals in it may not be remembered by the audience.

"At this Nanjiang Summit, the manager asked us to perform a business performance, and we were originally owned by a company in Nanjiang Province."

Girls' College 22 is a girl group under the Taihua Film and Television Media Company, and the Taihua Film and Television Media Company is registered in Yuhua Film and Television City, which is also a member of the original Nanjiang Gang.

The artist resources in Yuhua City are very rich, not to mention the 22 of the Girls' Academy, bigger stars, as long as the bosses here make a phone call, it is easy to invite, but it is not necessary.

In Cheng Yingjun's opinion, Girls' Academy 22 is already very powerful. Sure enough, it is the world of the rich, and you can invite the Girls' Academy 22 to perform.

Participating in this summit by yourself, you can also follow the light, and watching these goddesses perform on the spot, it is exciting to think about it.

"When will your show start?"

"In another hour, I'm going to follow my sisters this time, just to learn their stage skills on the spot, and now my sisters should be putting on makeup and changing clothes, do you want to go and see it with me?"

"I ......" Cheng Yingjun's heart beat faster, "Can I?" This...... It's not good......"

"It's okay, let's go." As Ning Caiwei spoke, she took the initiative to take Cheng Yingjun's hand.

The moment the two hands touched, Cheng Yingjun's blood pressure increased, and the whole person was confused.

Such a cute girl, holding her hand, isn't it a dream.

Cheng Yingjun This is the second time to hold the girl's hand, the last time was when the teacher asked the children to cross the road hand in hand when they were in kindergarten.

"That...... Wait a minute. Cheng Yingjun suddenly remembered Jiang Xun, no matter what, this time he came to the Nanjiang Summit with a mission, and it was not good for him to leave his post without permission, so he always had to ask Jiang Xun for a leave.

"Brother Jiang, I want to leave for a while, is it okay?" Cheng Yingjun asked Jiang Xun for instructions anxiously, he was afraid that Jiang Xun would refuse.

Jiang Xun smiled and said, "Go play." ”

"Thank you." Cheng Yingjun was overjoyed, Jiang Xun's boss is really good.

……

"Why do you value Cheng Yingjun so much?"

After Cheng Yingjun left, Zhao Zhe said with some puzzlement, as Cheng Yingjun's team leader, and personally cultivated Cheng Yingjun for a long time, Zhao Zhe knew Cheng Yingjun best, which was completely a piece of mud that couldn't support the wall.

Of course, Jiang Xun would not reveal Cheng Yingjun's beckoning cat physique, because he couldn't explain how he saw this.

He just said vaguely: "Cheng Yingjun may bring good luck." ”

"Good luck? He's been running out of bad luck. ”

"Wouldn't it be better to be unlucky, maybe he'll be unlucky enough to run into a monster?"

And this statement?

Zhao Zhe was stunned for a moment, as if there was really some truth.

"Brother Jiang, do you have any speculation about the behavior of the monster mother?"

"There is only a little vague opinion, monsters are divided into multi-level infections, and the first generation of larvae infected by the mother is the strongest, and can evolve ghost domains, blood pools, and moths, even if it is a senior ghost hunter, it is easy to go and have no return when entering the land of the first generation of infection.

Based on the primary infection, the next secondary infection and tertiary infection can occur, but the infected larvae are much weaker.

Therefore, if there are more infections in the first generation, it will cause us huge trouble, and the entire Yuhua City will fall.

Now, there are only four sites of primary infection. The villas that happened were Cao Lianghua's villa, Lin Yufeng's villa, Wang Xueyang's large flat, and the residential community where a director lived.

In this way, the conditions to be achieved by the primary infection are more stringent, otherwise, this monster event has been breaking out for four or five days, and it is unlikely that there will only be four first-generation infected people. ”

High returns require higher costs, and the same is true for monsters.

The ghost domain of the first generation of infected places is strong enough to trap veteran ghost hunters like Zhao Zhe and Chen Yu, and Chen Yu is not weak, but after entering the Lin family's villa, there is no news until now, and I don't know if he lives or dies.

With such a powerful ability, there should be limits.

It's just that what the restriction is, Jiang Xun still doesn't know.

But now, with Cheng Yingjun here, Jiang Xun felt that he should be able to find out something.

This task is naturally very dangerous for Cheng Yingjun, but someone must take risks, otherwise, Yuhua City will be slowly devoured by this monster.

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The hotels near Yuhua Film and Television often accommodate celebrities, and the hotel will definitely not lack supporting facilities for actors.

Like Bidao Resort, there are special dressing rooms and dressing rooms for artists to use.

Cheng Yingjun was in a state of anxiety and was pulled into the dressing room by Ning Caiwei.

"My sisters are all wearing makeup here, and I will have to put on makeup for a while, although I don't have to perform on stage, but if I am in the audience, I may be photographed in the camera." Ning Caiwei saw Cheng Yingjun at the door and hesitated to come in, so she took the initiative to push Cheng Yingjun into the door.

There are hundreds of square meters of dressing rooms, more than 20 dressing tables, and professional makeup artists are busy.

The young and beautiful girls sat in front of the makeup mirror to put on makeup, which made Cheng Yingjun feel as if he had come to heaven.

In the makeup partition, which is the dressing room, Cheng Yingjun saw the girl with painted makeup entering the dressing room to change clothes.

The clothes they performed this time were pleated miniskirts and crop tops, such clothes were worn on these beautiful girls, full of youth and sports.

It's so pretty......

Cheng Yingjun couldn't help but say in his heart, in comparison, the goddess of his high school was completely compared to this.

There is no harm if there is no comparison, in his mind, Sun Lulu's status has unconsciously decreased a lot.

But at this moment, a faint voice suddenly came from a dressing room: "Let go of me——!! ”

For a while, everyone in the dressing room was stunned for a moment, and everyone subconsciously looked at the dressing room where the sound came out.

"Don't! Let me go! Help me! ”

The cries for help came again.

There was also a man's voice faintly: "What are you pretending, it's not that you haven't been touched." ”

Ning Caiwei looked embarrassed, and the other girls who were wearing makeup also stopped unconsciously.

"What are you doing, what are you doing, the show is about to start, hurry up and put on makeup, don't worry about those things that have nothing to do with you!" A woman in her thirties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, said as she banged her hand on the table.

This woman is the agent of the Girls' Academy 22, known as Sister Hua, she has always been strict, and the girls are a little afraid of her.

Sister Hua's words, everyone immediately began to continue to put on makeup.

As for Sister Hua, she walked to the door of the dressing room where there was movement, reached out and knocked on the door.

"I'm sorry...... That ......"

As soon as Sister Hua spoke, a rough man's voice came from inside: "What a knock, I'm sick." ”

Sister Hua was scolded and didn't know what to say for a while, at this time, the door opened, and a man wearing a shirt and a tie half pulled down appeared at the door of the dressing room.

He was 1.85 meters tall, at this time he leaned against the door frame with one hand, and the other hand was in his pocket, looking down at Sister Hua condescendingly: "Sister Hua, are you here to sweep my fun?" ”

"No, no, Zhang Shao, how dare I, it's just that the girl is about to perform, can you let her come out and put on makeup, otherwise it will be too late for a while."

While Sister Hua was talking, Cheng Yingjun took the opportunity to glance behind the man, in this dressing room of only five square meters, a poor girl was shrunk on a chair in the corner, looking like pear blossoms with rain.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Yingjun's blood surged.

This well-dressed beast!

I have long heard that the entertainment industry is very chaotic, and some people rely on their money or power, all kinds of unspoken rules.

I didn't expect to be bumped into by myself today.

Cheng Yingjun couldn't wait to rush up and beat this man up, but considering the difference in size and the identity and status of the other party, it was better to leave it for the time being...... Forget it.

"Don't come with me for this, it's not that I don't know that there are informal members of your girls' academy, just pull one up, that girl...... It's a substitute, right? ”

The man pointed at Ning Caiwei.

Ning Caiwei was startled, and subconsciously shrank behind Cheng Yingjun.

Sister Hua showed a bitter smile on her face: "That's what I said, but the substitute has too little experience in performing on the same stage with the official members, and the dancing is not good, if the chain falls off during the performance, then my sin is great...... Isn't that ......?"

"You're threatening me with my dad?" The man's expression was cold.

"Where do I dare, Zhang Shao, you can do it, let Junjun come out and put on makeup."

The man snorted coldly, but after all, it seemed that his father's deterrence worked: "Okay, I'll give you a face, since the official members are going to dance, then get a substitute to put out the fire for me, it's good for her, I think the little girl looks very good!" ”

As the man spoke, he pointed to Ning Caiwei beside Cheng Yingjun.

In an instant, Ning Caiwei's face turned pale.

And Cheng Yingjun is full of anger, what!?

It's a flying disaster!

Originally, the girl in the room, Cheng Yingjun didn't know, and he couldn't see it, but now that the fire actually burned Ning Caiwei, how could he still turn a blind eye?

Sister Hua's face was embarrassed, but she still said to Ning Caiwei: "Caiwei, this is the eldest son of Boss Zhang of Xingyue Media, you see ......"

Ning Caiwei shook her head desperately, like a frightened bunny, she completely hid behind Cheng Yingjun because she was afraid.

For a while, Cheng Yingjun faced the man surnamed Zhang.

"Which onion are you? Is the pestle a door god here? Get out of here! The man surnamed Zhang scolded, and the spit stars flew on Cheng Yingjun's face.

But Cheng Yingjun has the attribute of spitting and doing his own thing, and let the spittle of the man surnamed Zhang blow in the wind and rain, I will not move.

", boy, I gave you face, didn't I?"

The man surnamed Zhang punched Cheng Yingjun in the chest, Cheng Yingjun took a few steps back, but still didn't get out of the way.

The man surnamed Zhang smiled angrily: "No, you have to use the 5G network, and there are still people who stage the old-fashioned drama of heroes saving beauty?" It's really laughing at me, TV series won't be like this. ”

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