There are little zombies at home

There are still a few days before the recording of the reality show, and Zhong Jing also took the little zombie to a shopping mall near his home to buy some new clothes.

It's already autumn, although it's not time to wear thick clothes, and the little zombie can't feel the heat or cold, Zhong Jing still bought him a woolen sweater and a down jacket.

The little zombie has no aesthetics, and can't even make a zipper, so he can only nod along behind Zhong Jing.

The shopping guide not far away saw a lot of clothes hanging in Zhong Jing's hands, and trotted over to ask, "Sir, do you need any recommendations? Are you buying for yourself or this little gentleman?"

"No need." Zhong Jing waved his hand, "We can just look at it ourselves."

The moment Zhong Jing raised his head, the shopping guide's eyes widened, and he pointed at him with trembling fingers, "You...you are..."

Although Zhong Jing would always wrap himself into zongzi when he went out, he was still secretly happy if someone recognized him on the street.

Seeing that there were not many customers around, Zhong Jing just wanted to say yes, but when the shopping guide changed the subject, he said excitedly, "Are you Xiao Jiang?"

"Huh?" Hearing his name, the little zombie poked his head out from behind Zhong Jing silently, and greeted him friendly, "Hi, I'm Zhuang Fugui."

"Well—" the shopping guide suddenly covered her mouth, her eyes lit up, "You are actually more affected than in the video... No, you are cute!"

The little zombie looked up at Zhong Jing and asked softly, "Shou, what is it?"

Zhong Jing had a headache, he didn't know how to explain the meaning of this word to the little zombie, so he simply said perfunctorily: "It means you are very sunny and cute."

The little zombie nodded half-understanding, and then said seriously to the shopping guide: "You are also very popular."

Zhong Jing was dumbfounded. According to his explanation, there seemed to be no problem with saying so.

The shopping guide has long been confused by the cuteness of the little zombie, and he paused for a moment before reacting and looking at Zhong Jing, "You are the narrator brother, right? My God, how can someone have a nice voice and look good?"

Zhong Jing had never met such an enthusiastic fan before, so he smiled a little embarrassedly at this time, and planned to check out and leave quickly with the little zombie on his hand.

"However, why do you look familiar?" The shopping guide looked at Zhong Jing for a long time, but still couldn't figure out why.

Taking advantage of her thinking, Zhong Jing hurriedly dragged the little zombie towards the cashier. By the time the shopping guide came to his senses, they had already walked out of the store.

The two walked around the mall for nearly an hour, but Zhong Jing felt sick to his stomach, and repeatedly told the little zombie to stand where he was and not to jump around, and then walked into the bathroom.

The little zombie was standing upright at first, but when he suddenly saw a child not far away holding a helium balloon hanging in mid-air, he couldn't control his legs and jumped carefully to follow.

So, when Zhong Jing finished solving his life problems and walked out of the bathroom, the little zombie was no longer outside, and he couldn't help being dumbfounded.

The little zombie forgot to bring out his broken mobile phone, Zhong Jing had no way to contact him at all, and there was no time to think about it at this moment, so he hurriedly searched for the little zombie, but he went around the mall, but still couldn't find it.

At this moment, the radio in the shopping mall suddenly rang, and Zhong Jing, who was in a panic, paused for the familiar words—"The radio is looking for someone, the radio is looking for someone, Mr. Zhong Jingzhong, your Fugui has separated from you, listen When you arrive, please rush to the front desk to pick him up in time."

Zhong Jing: "..."

In the end, Zhong Jing still wore a mask and went to the service desk to bring the dingy little zombie back.He foolishly followed the kid with the balloon into the indoor playground just now, but he didn't want to stagger and fell into the ocean ball pool. After struggling for a long time, he was still fished out by the staff.

As a result, Zhong Jing came here to pick up the people, and even paid an extra 50 yuan for the entrance fee. I don't know what method the little zombie used to escape the staff and sneak into the playground.

After a farce, Zhong Jing saw that he had bought almost everything, so he simply took the little zombie home. Unexpectedly, as soon as he got in the car, he saw the little zombie slowly take out a red ocean ball from the bag.

"I like it!" The little zombie shook the ocean ball in front of Zhong Jing's eyes, "The brother at the door gave it to me!"

"You fell into the ocean ball pool inexplicably. Could it be because of it?" Zhong Jing felt as if he had discovered the truth.

"That's right." The little zombie agreed quickly, looked down at the ocean ball again, and then put it on his chest like a baby, "It looks like a tomato!"

Zhong Jing: "..." When will this obsession with tomatoes disappear!

They had just arrived home when Huang Qi called. His tone was very hasty, and he said straight to the point: "Tomorrow I will be filming a promotional advertisement for the 'Forty Thousand Kilometers Tour'. I will pick you up at seven o'clock in the morning. Other activities have been arranged."

Zhong Jing agreed, and when he heard a busy voice from the other end, he couldn't help being curious about Huang Qi's weirdness.

The next morning, Zhong Jing and Xiao Zombie went downstairs on time, but only saw the driver waiting in the car, but Huang Qi was nowhere to be seen.

"Where's Huang Qi?" Zhong Jing asked the driver as soon as he got into the car.

The driver turned to look at him, and instead of answering directly, he handed him a newspaper.

The huge page in the entertainment section of the newspaper is about the girl group led by Huang Qi. It is said that the scandal that some members of the group were unspoken was exposed, causing a large number of fans to turn black.

"Unspoken rules?" Zhong Jing was taken aback for a moment. Based on his understanding of Huang Qi, Huang Qi would definitely not be able to take the initiative to introduce money backers to artists.So there is only one possibility, this girl group member wanted resources and found a way out by herself.

"Mr. Huang has been very busy recently." The driver said casually, "I heard that this female star is going to leave the group by herself."

Zhong Jing shook his head, put down the newspaper, and didn't mention this matter again.

The little zombie looked at the newspaper and listened to their conversation. He couldn't figure it out anyway, so he took out his phone to play games.

The shooting location of the promotional advertisement was at the TV station, and Zhong Jing took the little zombie to the studio with ease. At this time, there was already a man standing at the door waiting.

Seeing Zhong Jing, the man smiled and turned around to say hello: "Mr. Zhong, I'm Xi Yang, one of the guests of the 'Forty Thousand Kilometers Tour', please take care of me in the future."

"You don't need to be so alien, just call me A Jing." Zhong Jing reached out to shake hands with him, and then introduced the little zombie beside him, "His name is Zhuang Fugui, the amateur representative of this show."

"Hello." Xi Yang smiled enthusiastically at the little zombie, even though he knew he was an amateur, there was no obvious difference in treatment.

"Hello, I'm Zhuang Fugui." The little zombie said this sentence most smoothly, but it always felt too unfamiliar, and thinking of the fashionable compliments he learned yesterday, he added, "You look good."

Xi Yang: "Huh?"

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