The president loves the little monster

Ao Qin bought hot drinks for the whole crew, and mentioned the crew with big bags and small bags with the little brother who delivered the food, and saw a bunch of people gathered around the director's monitor. They didn't know what they were doing, so they didn't care about it. After sharing hot drinks, I first took two cups of Meng Mo's favorite strawberry milkshake, and ran to the monitor to find his little fairy: "Why..."

He just uttered a word, and saw the extra "person" on the monitor.

Obviously there is only dialect and Meng Mo's rivalry scene, but there is an extra unexpected guest.

It was a very young looking man, wearing a long outdated black windbreaker, not tall, with a thin waist, long legs, delicate and good-looking eyebrows, he was a very beautiful young man - if it wasn't for his crooked nose and a Bloody words.

He stood facing the dialect, as if he was talking anxiously, but the radio equipment did not pick up any sound, as if he was performing pantomime.While he was talking, the corner of his mouth was still dripping with blood, but it didn't get on his clothes at all, nor did it drip to the ground, as if it evaporated inexplicably the moment he left his body .

Ao Qin recognized this person.

The champion of the Almighty Sound King 11 years ago——Xia Ming became so popular after debuting in the draft, and became one of the most popular streamers in just one year. What does he look like? Almost everyone in the circle thinks that he has a bright future, but only one year later, his homosexual relationship with a certain little fresh meat was accidentally exposed. Ming's face is clearly recognizable.That night, Xia Ming committed suicide by jumping off the building.

This was a sensational entertainment news back then. Countless fans cried bitterly over the death of their idol, and scolded the scumbag who refused to stand up and admit it on various social media that had just become popular at the time and had not yet grown.But no matter how violent the commotion was, people were dead when they died. The once popular little fresh meat was gradually forgotten by people with the passage of time.

But Ao Qin didn't forget it, because Xia Ming happened to be one of the artists he paid special attention to ten years ago - not long before he committed suicide, he had lost a most painful memory in his life.

It is very similar to the symptoms of being swallowed by a nightmare.

But after Xia Ming's death, he disappeared completely, even the whereabouts of his soul could not be found in the Hades' book of life and death, so it is still an unsolved case.

Ao Qin narrowed his eyes and stared at the bloody man on the screen, thinking——has Xia Ming's ghost... come back?Where has he been all these years?Why are you looking at the dialect so anxiously?What does he want to say to the dialect?

Was Xia Ming's appearance an accident, or was it part of a trap set for him and Momo by that extremely mysterious evil force?

Meng Mo felt Ao Qin's gaze, and when he turned around, the two looked at each other, knowing that they were thinking the same thing.

The onlookers and staff were still discussing in small voices in shock. Someone had already used their mobile phone to start comparing Xia Ming’s photos of Xia Ming ten years ago with the screen. Meng Mo took the strawberry milkshake handed over by Ao Qin and handed it over I poured a cup and said in dialect: "Here, warm your stomach first."

Dialect didn't pick up, and didn't respond. He seemed to be in a daze, standing there like a piece of wood, his eyes fixed on the video without moving, his expression seemed shocked, ecstatic, painful, and desperate... in his eyes A hideous blood red, but tears flowed out of the eyes little by little, and slid down to the ground drop by drop.

Everyone was shocked, so no one noticed his strange behavior.

Ao Qin frowned when he saw Fang Yan ignoring Meng Moai, and was about to make an attack, but saw Meng Mo slightly shaking his head at him, retreating from the crowd, pulling him to a corner where no one was around, and bowed his head. Said: "Fang Yan... crying, I suspect that he is Xia Ming's lover back then."

what?

Ao Qin frowned, feeling more and more that this matter was not that simple. The truth seemed to be very close to them, but it seemed to be far away, hidden in a thick and dangerous fog, confusing and confusing.

Meng Mo folded his arms with one hand and propped his chin with one hand, thinking: "There is something very strange. I didn't see him at all when I was filming just now." As a divine beast, low-level monsters, monsters, imps, game Soul, earth-bound spirit... He can easily see through his true colors.

But for such a long time just now, he not only didn't see it, he didn't even feel it.

Meng Mo raised his head and asked Ao Qin: "What about you? Do you feel something is wrong?"

"I left in the middle of your filming. According to the time calculation...he should have been at the scene at that time," Ao Qin recalled for a moment, shaking his head slightly, "No."

Both were silent.

This means that either this ghost is stronger than both of them, or there is something that they don't know about.

After a while, Ao Qin said: "I'll have someone check Xia Ming's whereabouts, he must know something."

"Okay, but be careful, don't startle the snake." Meng Mo propped his chin and thought for a while, "By the way, I saw Xia Ming's expression was very anxious just now, as if he wanted to remind the dialect... You can find a way to copy a video later , let's go back and study it. I'll find an opportunity to ask the dialect what happened back then, maybe I can find some clues."

Ao Qin nodded.

On the grounds of helping to assist in the investigation, he asked for a copy of the sample.Although the director Wang Haiping is a well-known and experienced director, he is still a mortal after all, so he was quite frightened, wishing that someone would take over the investigation of this matter, so he agreed in a hurry.

After this incident, the crew was panicked and had no intention of filming, so they quit work early.Ao Qin dispatched a manpower to temporarily block the news, and asked his subordinates to take the magic weapon of chasing souls and find a way to find the whereabouts of Xia Ming's ghost. After that, he took the sample copy and went back to the hotel with Meng Mo. He happened to bump into Xia Ming in the elevator. dialect.

He seemed to be a different person, completely lacking the gentleness, wisdom, maturity, and generosity that he had shown these days. He was completely out of his wits, describing himself as embarrassed, and his eyes were dull. Seeing the two of them reacted after a while, he forced a smile and nodded. , I went straight back to the room after getting out of the elevator.

Meng Mo looked at Dialect's back worriedly: "Is there anything wrong with him?"

"No," Ao Qin swiped his card to open the door, "I put a curse on him just now, so he can't die for the time being."

Meng Mo: "..."

That night, they ate some light meals at the hotel, sat shoulder to shoulder on the head of the bed, and watched "ghost movies" with their notebooks. lips.

Meng Mo: "Dialect, don't... pick it up? Please don't pick it up? What's behind it?"

pick up what?Take the show?Or to accept something... an assignment, an agreement, a contract?

But for the latter sentence, Xia Ming changed the angle according to the dialect, and could only see half of the side face and the back of the head, and they couldn't decipher it no matter what.

"Forget it," Meng Mo yawned, and closed the computer with a snap, "I'll ask him tomorrow to see if he has accepted anything other than this drama recently."

Ao Qin nodded, the two of them washed up and went to bed one after another, and fell asleep hugging each other inadvertently.

Sleeping in the middle of the night, Meng Mo was awakened by a seductive nightmare scent. He rubbed his eyes and walked to the balcony, and saw a blood-red nightmare flower floating out of the dialect window.

The author has something to say: not scary.Xia Ming is actually quite a funny ghost.