Laughing fart, if he laughs, it will definitely ruin the atmosphere.

But he didn't want to be the fool who dragged everyone down.

So Ye Sheng's choice was to adjust his sitting posture and strive to make his body more fully covered by shadows.

Ning Weichen was next to him, he knew his thoughts at once, laughed non-stop, and then grabbed Ye Sheng's wrist with cold and slender fingers: "Baby, why are you so cute." ”

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Ye Sheng held back the swear words, and in the dark, looked at him coldly.

Ning Weichen's peach blossom eyes were slender, and he said with a smile: "Do you want me to teach you." ”

Ye Sheng said, "No. ”

Ning Weichen's voice was soft and soft: "Although you cry beautifully, I want to see you smile more." ”

Ye Sheng looked at him like a ghost, he saw himself crying with red eyes in the mirror, and he was no different from a fetal girl. Ning Weichen had to go against his will to say the words "It's beautiful to cry".

Ye Sheng didn't want the actor to make a move at all, he said: "No, I have my own way." ”

He closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and forced himself to focus on the chandelier above the stage.

Before Su Wanluo left, she told him all the information she had about the gym, including the two arguments between the vice principal and the supervisor. So Ye Sheng has been paying attention to the interior of building materials here. The old sports and art hall cost 300 million, and it stands to reason that the lights here should be of the same grade as those mansions, seeking stability and beauty.

But he looked at the chandelier that swayed gently on the stage, and was almost sure that it should be shoddy...... Security is very low.

After the director shouted to start, Ye Sheng began to look at the lights.

He was lost in thought, and his expression finally stopped being so repulsive.

The show went on schedule.

The audience fell silent, except for the speeches that had been prepared on the stage, slowly releasing from the radio.

Ning Weichen has never been anyone's audience. There is also no interest in watching anyone's clumsy performance in front of him.

But this time, he sat next to Ye Sheng. In the changing light and shadow, his eyes were smiling, and he looked at him with interest.

The director shot several shots, and the two leading actors were about to collapse.

After Xie Wenci found out that Ning Weichen had come to the scene, his entire body trembled with excitement. He completely ignored the director's words and added a lot of scenes.

Lowering his eyes, biting his lips, he is pure to the fullest.

And the heroine's performance is not at all looking at her crush, her pupils are deliberately dilated, and the corners of her lips are smiling, like an unlucky guy who was coerced by a kidnapper to make a video call to her family.

The director said: "...... This can shoot a crush, and there will be ghosts. ”

It is better to act in a homicide case according to the temperament of Ye Sheng, Xie Wenci, and Guang Xueping.

- Let him see what the murderer is doing.

When the director cut the picture to Ye Sheng's side, he was stunned.

Ye Sheng still had no expression, his chin was tensed, and his head was tilted. He was looking at the stage, and the bright light reflected in his pupils, walking like a dark river.

And the person sitting next to him tilted his head to look at him, generous and unabashed. The thin red lips were hooked, and there was no false ambiguity in a pair of naturally affectionate eyes, just with the most simple and casual smile.

Obviously everything is on the countertop.

Luo Luo generous preference, Luo Luo generous like, but he feels that this is just the tip of the iceberg.

A lot of things are still hidden under the deep sea.

I don't know, this is also a crush.

Chapter 68: The Man in the Story (5)

The director looked at this shot, the more he watched, the more amazing he became, he was silent for a long time, and turned his head to ask Huang Qiqi: "Can't the protagonist of your promotional film really be replaced?" ”

Huang Qiqi said stupidly: "No." "If she could be replaced, she would have run to the principal's office and begged for it.

The director's expression suddenly became painful.

Then he silently comforted himself...... Forget it, let's edit it well later.

September in Huaicheng is the thunderstorm season, and the rain outside is getting heavier and heavier, and there is even thunder at night. Boom, lightning like a silver snake, illuminating the rain-soaked black silhouette of the old sports and art hall.

The promotional film was filmed for five days, and Huaicheng Communication University was far away from here, so it was inconvenient for the director and the camera team to go back and forth, so he brought a simple bed and planned to sleep in the old sports and art hall.

Huang Qiqi gave a suggestion: "Director, in fact, you can sleep in the dormitory with the boys?" ”

The director shook his head and refused: "No, no, we're all used to it." The weather forecast is that there will be a thunderstorm at 10 o'clock in the evening, so go back early and be careful on the road. ”

Huang Qiqi nodded "oh oh". But she was just about to leave. Xie Wenci suddenly stood up, showed a pure and harmless smile and said, "Ah, how embarrassing is this." ”

Xie Wenci looked at everyone softly and said, "Everyone is tired for a day, let the director live in the sports and art hall, and we go back to the dormitory, how unfair it is." If you want me to watch it, since the promotional film will be filmed for five days, we might as well sleep with the director in the old sports and art hall. It just so happens that everyone can also enhance their feelings and facilitate future shooting. ”

He was obviously a drunkard and didn't mean to drink, but there were many people present who had the same ulterior motives as him.

Chen Can was the first to raise his hand in agreement.

"I agree, we can still play Truth or Dare together." The two of them seemed to squeeze their eyebrows at Ye Sheng: "Hehe, Xiaosi, how boring the two of us are in the dormitory, we can live here with the director." ”

Ye Sheng glanced at him coldly. When people want to die, you will not be able to stop them.

Freshmen who have just entered college are still full of curiosity about everything new, and they are not afraid of hardship or trouble.

Sophomores and juniors who are addicted to rotten messes are here, and they go back to the dormitory to play games and sleep without looking back.

Xie Wenci's proposal was actually agreed to by many people.

Ye Sheng turned the key to play, turned around and followed Ning Weichen to leave to eat.

Xie Wenci couldn't hide his excitement and said with a smile: "Everyone has worked hard, why don't we go to dinner together, in order to celebrate the success of our first day of shooting, I invited this meal tonight." ”

He was a little shy and planned to go to see Ning Weichen. As a result, when he turned around, he found that Ning Weichen and Ye Sheng were actually gone.

Xie Wenci: "??? ”

Xie Wenci was going to be angry.

The restaurant Ning Weichen chose was indeed as Ye Sheng expected, and the words "robbing money" were written between the lines of the menu. This well-known sky restaurant in Huaicheng is just the two of them tonight. The waiters were light and didn't say a word when they served the food.

The sky restaurant is quiet and elegant, sitting by the window, you can overlook the entire Huaicheng shrouded in heavy rain.

Ning Weichen smiled on the other side: "Is acting fun?" ”

Ye Sheng lowered his head and studied the knife and fork in his hand: "General." ”

Ning Weichen chuckled: "I thought you were enjoying it." ”

Can there be any joy in this?

Ye Sheng pulled the corners of his mouth in disbelief, and plunged the knife into the steak on the plate, making a sharp sound. He really didn't want to talk nonsense with Ning Weichen, so he raised his head directly, and his tone was calm and serious: "Ning Weichen, tonight, I want to go to the basement of the old sports and art hall to have a look." ”

Ning Weichen: "Basement?" ”

Ye Sheng: "Hmm. ”

Ning Weichen elegantly cut the food on the plate and said with a smile: "Speaking of the old sports and art hall, I got some news from the Huaicheng police, and I forgot to tell you. ”

"The worker who disappeared that year was originally the supervisor of the sports and art hall project, and was dismissed after several disagreements with the vice principal. The police said that he was most likely to fall into the river after drinking, after all, his body has not been found for so many years. ”

"Actually, the police suspected the grotesque, but with just a ghost story that seemed to be true and fake, they didn't dare to convict casually."

"The Huaicheng police had positioned Yuan Shou as a suspect because he had a motive to kill. However, there is no human and material evidence, so it can only be stopped. ”

Ye Sheng didn't speak, and frowned almost invisibly. Indeed, in a society where there are heretics and ghosts, the police will only be more cautious and careful in handling cases.

Ning Weichen's movements were skillful and fast, and he put down the knife and fork.

He picked up the plate of cut food and handed it to Ye Sheng, the peach blossom eyes looked forward to the love, and said with a smile: "Brother, here you are." ”

Ye Sheng: "......"

Sometimes, it's scary to think about it. After all, the people who do this are not so gentle and easy to get along with by nature.

Ye Sheng just wanted to open his mouth to refuse, but Ning Weichen had already adjusted the position of the plate in front of them.

Ning Weichen said: "If you are not used to eating Western food, go to my apartment next time to eat." I've been a bit busy lately, but I'd love to cook for you. ”

Ye Sheng said, "Forget it, I'll come." He didn't believe in Ning Weichen's craftsmanship at all, and he didn't believe that he could cook Chinese cooking. Ye Sheng grew up in Yinshan, and he has been cooking and cooking by himself for more than ten years, and he said this sentence almost without thinking about it.

But after saying that, he was stunned.

When did he and Ning Weichen become close to this extent? Can you still discuss who cooks at home?

Ning Weichen also seemed to feel that this atmosphere was very good, and smiled thoughtfully.

On the way back, it was already pouring rain.

Ning Weichen said: "Do you want to listen to the song?" ”

Ye Sheng shook his head: "Let's play the radio." ”

Ning Weichen nodded.

The radio station with the highest listening rate in Huaicheng's evening stalls is always [Xiaozui Storytelling].

Ye Sheng was already very familiar with its gentle and gentle prelude.

Every time I used to rush straight to the point, listening to the hostess tell all kinds of bizarre and weird things. Now calm down and listen to this music, Ye Sheng finds that it is still very good.

Some of the stories told by Xiaozui are true and some are false, but without exception, they all happened in Huaicheng.

Huaicheng is like a blank field, occupied by the king of stories, the most dangerous and the safest. To date, he has not encountered a single heresy outside of Section 7.

Perhaps, until the story of the urban nightkin is finished by the story king, no other heretics will try to get closer.

The hostess's voice is sweet and gentle.

[Good evening, everyone, welcome to Xiaozui to tell stories. 】

[Ever since the news of the Nightkin spread, Xiaozui has been receiving a lot of submissions every day.] One contributor who is interested in Buddhism said that he thinks that urban nightcrawlers are not necessarily heroes, but that they may be doing the Dharma. After all, the six roots in Buddhism correspond to the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind, and now those who die at the hands of the Night Stalker have already occupied the eyes, ears, tongue, and body. Contributors suspect that Nightkin may be the next target for people with a poor sense of smell or a bad heart. 】

[Although I don't know what the Nightkin is killing for, and what he is going to do in the end.] But we hope that such a hero who eliminates harm for the people can exist in Huaicheng for a long time. After all, he is now a legend who executes justice in the dark. 】

At the end of the station, the conversation that seemed to be hidden at the end of time reappeared. The sound of thunderstorms outside the car was deafening, but sitting in the car and listening to the childish and youthful voice of the little boy seemed to bring people to the pure land of the soul.

The Pure Land here does not refer to the world of gods and spirits that are empty and mysterious. It is the utopia that each human being has created for himself.