There are little zombies at home

The script given by director Zhang Jia was not long, and Zhong Jing only read it carefully for one night to straighten out the relationship between the characters, and even made serious reading notes.

The little zombie was lying on the bed with his face propped up, his little feet turned up high, and as soon as his eyes moved from the phone screen to Zhong Jing's script, he pretended to be dizzy and leaned against Zhong Jing, "It's so dizzy, I'm dizzy."

"Only motion sickness, not book sickness." Zhong Jing had no choice but to raise his hand slightly to push him away. Unexpectedly, he counterattacked and went to bed, and his reading notes were scattered all over the bed.

"Naughty again?" Zhong Jing stretched out his hand to pinch the little zombie's nose, but the little zombie didn't need to breathe, even if he pinched it for a long time, he wouldn't have much reaction.

"Ah Jing has been reading, ignoring me." The little zombie pursed his mouth, buried his head in his chest and rubbed vigorously, then suddenly raised his head to stare at him, "Does the book look better than mine?"

"Who can compare with books?" Zhong Jing didn't answer his words directly, and sat up leaning against the head of the bed with his arms around his waist.

"I'm not human." The little zombie corrected him seriously again, "I'm a zombie."

Zhong Jing couldn't help laughing, stroked the little zombie's hair that didn't grow at all, and suddenly thought of Ji Shang, "Let's go see your master in a few days."

"Huh?" The little zombie was stunned, and then remembered that he still had a master, "Why did you go to him all of a sudden?"

"Because we're going to travel far away in a while." Zhong Jing patted the little zombie's arms, "The environment over there is not very good, I'm afraid you can't stand it, so I want to ask him if there are any precautions."

"Okay." The little zombie nodded, readily agreed, and then murmured: "I don't know if the master is still counting marriages for people."

"By the way, I heard that your master has calculated that Huang Qi's marriage is a man?" Zhong Jing originally thought that Ji Shang was a charlatan, but now he feels that his words are somewhat accurate, and he can't help feeling sorry for the enlightened mother Huang. Wipe away the sweat.

"Brother Huang Qi's marriage is to Peking University." The little zombie eavesdropped on Shang Peking University and Ji Shang's conversation last time, and of course understood that Huang Qi's red line found Shang Peking University.

"No way..." Zhong Jing couldn't accept it for a long time, thinking of the scene where the two would quarrel when they met, he still shook his head in disgust.

"But I think that unless Brother Huang Qi is hit by a car and loses his memory, he probably won't like Peking University." The little zombie has watched a lot of TV dramas recently, and now he is also silently thinking about the plot of the dog blood.

Zhong Jing helped his forehead helplessly, then bent his fingers and tapped the little zombie's forehead, "It's a shame that you don't want to be a screenwriter."

The little zombie pursed his lips, looking like he wanted to be humble, but seeing Zhong Jing turn over and get off the bed, he immediately hugged his waist, "Where are you going?"

"I'll give Huang Qi a call, and I'll serve Lao Bai dinner by the way." Zhong Jing stroked his hair comfortingly, grabbed the pillow and stuffed it into the little zombie's arms, and then walked out of the bedroom.

At this time, Huang Qi was eating a half-cold fast food at home, and when he received a call from Zhong Jing, he naturally said angrily: "Speak quickly, I'm eating."

"Movies can be answered." Zhong Jing didn't want to say more, and directly explained the reason for the call.

"Oh?" Hearing the movie, Huang Qi finally came back to his senses. He had never read the script, so he asked Zhong Jing curiously, "How about the character design of the male second?"

When it comes to character design, Zhong Jing hesitated for a long time before saying leisurely: "He is honest and honest, he was cowardly in the early stage, and he was bullied all the year round. In the later stage, he changed his past and worked hard with the hero to find his true self."

This is a down-to-earth and realistic movie. It is of great significance to promote the positive energy of hard work and bravery through the story of rural people who struggled to create a world in the city.

And the male lead he was going to pick up, although not very good in character, was an important person who promoted the story, and in the end he changed from his past cowardice and bloody show.

"Hmm..." Huang Qi pondered for a moment, then comforted him: "A loyal dog is also pretty good."

"Tell me, did Director Zhang find me because I acted too dull? Or did he think I looked stupid?" Zhong Jing pondered for a long time, thinking that Zhang Jia said that he was more satisfied with him that day, he suddenly couldn't Know whether to be happy or sad.

"Ah Jing..." Huang Qi was about to try to persuade him, but he didn't know what to say, because his current thoughts were exactly the same as Zhong Jing's, and he deeply thought that Zhang Jia just took a fancy to Zhong Jing's stay.

"By the way." Zhong Jing interrupted him, seeming to remember something, and joked with a smile: "I heard that you are a monk from Peking University..."

However, before he finished speaking, Huang Qi responded violently: "I'm allergic to the word Shangbei University!" After that, he cut off the phone very fiercely.

"What a murderer." Zhong Jing curled his lips, looked down and saw Lao Bai who was circling around his feet, and immediately put the matter behind him, picked up the cat food and poured it into Lao Bai's bowl.

……

Taking advantage of his free time the next day, Zhong Jing simply came to Ji Shang's address, and then brought the little zombie to visit.

Considering that Jishang lived in the mountains and the little zombie was motion sick again, Zhong Jing asked the doorman to borrow a broken motorcycle and rode to Jishang's house according to the route on the phone map.

"Wow!" The little zombie sat on a motorcycle for the first time, stood up on the back seat with both hands on Zhong Jing's shoulders, and sighed: "I like this car!"

Zhong Jing felt ashamed, but he didn't want to spoil the little zombie's interest, so he could only lower his helmet silently.

Fortunately, the little zombie's excitement only lasted for a short while, and he hugged Zhong Jing's waist tightly for most of the rest of the journey, without saying a word.

Zhong Jingben was also worried that it would be difficult for Ji Shang to live in a remote place, but when he arrived at the designated street, he saw a shining golden gate from afar.

"Could it be your master's house?" Zhong Jing paused, always feeling familiar with this flamboyant style.

The little zombie poked his head out from the side carefully, then compared the picture Ji Shang gave him, nodded for confirmation: "That's right there."

Sure enough, looking at a house is like looking at a person.

Zhong Jing glanced at the street next to him, and rode over to find an empty seat, but he couldn't wait for the little zombie to jump out of the car.

"We're here." Zhong Jing turned his head and said to the little zombie. The two of them were so stupid that they were in a stalemate. But the little zombie didn't move, and he couldn't get out of the car sitting in the front row.

"Ah Jing~" The little zombie looked up at him pitifully, "My butt is numb."

Zhong Jing: "..."

Zhong Jing had no choice but to balance the motorcycle with his feet for a long time. After the little zombie calmed down, the two parked the car and walked to Jishang's residence.

Ji Shang lives in an old house, the outermost layer is the common cement color that hasn't been painted yet, but it is already full of ghost symbols, one black and one red, which looks a bit oozing.The dilapidated eaves were covered with red lanterns covered with heavy dust, and there were many yellow talismans pasted on the side, and when the wind blew, there was a gloomy look.

But the gate did not match the whole house, it was shining golden and dazzling.

Zhong Jing pulled the little zombie and stood at the door. He was about to knock on the door, but unexpectedly, the door seemed to be sensed. It suddenly opened, and then a gust of wind blew slowly from inside, making Zhong Jing, who had always been afraid of ghosts, tremble. He held the door frame next to him softly.

"Huh!" The little zombie yelled, wanting to show his manly bravery.

At this moment, the door frame suddenly changed shape, and a gloomy voice came—"Oh, little brother, you hurt me~"

"Ah!" Zhong Jing screamed and took a few steps back, and saw that the door frame suddenly turned into a flesh-colored arm, and blood was still dripping from the bottom.

"You, come out if you have the ability, don't play tricks!" Although Zhong Jing was afraid, but because the little zombie was still around, he could only bite the bullet and talk to this non-scientific creature.

"Okay, then I'll come out~" There was a hint of playfulness in the feminine voice, and it sounded a little impatient to listen carefully.

In the blink of an eye, a human head suddenly hangs down from behind the door. There is thick black long hair on the head, the tongue sticks out of the mouth and hangs long, and a pair of eyes are still oozing blood.

When it came out like this, even the little zombie who was not afraid of ghost movies (mainly because he couldn't read them) trembled in fright, not to mention that Zhong Jing almost turned around and ran away.

"Okay, Xiaochao, don't scare your junior brother and his boyfriend." Ji Shang finally appeared in a long gown, holding a long brush in his hand, and tapped vigorously on the back of the hanged ghost's head, "Change Return to human form."

"Understood, master." The hanged ghost named Xiaochao shrank back, and when he looked again, a handsome ancient son appeared behind Ji Shang, "In Xia Xiaochao, Nai Shang is the first disciple of Master Ji Shang... ..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ji Shang beat his head again bitterly, "Speak modern dialect!"

"I'm Xiaochao, your senior brother." Xiaochao patted his empty skirt, "The species is a ghost, and the shape was hardened two years ago."

"Hello, my name is Zhuang Fugui." The little zombie still responded reflexively, and then thought of Xiaochao's self-introduction, and added: "The breed is a zombie, and he has always been very stylish!"

Zhong Jing was amused by what he said, and the fear just now dissipated a lot. He smiled and said, "Hello, I'm Zhong Jing, his..."

"Boyfriend!" The little zombie answered successfully, and foolishly showed two rows of white teeth.

Zhong Jing didn't refute, and reached out to pat his head, as a default.

"Come in." Ji Shang glanced at them, raised his hand and dragged Xiao Chao into the room.

"Master, why are humans of your breed so fierce!" Xiao Chao complained dissatisfiedly, and then pointed at Zhong Jing, "Look at him!"

"Say it again?" Ji Shang looked back at Xiao Chao with a smile.

Xiao Chao shivered weakly, and dared not speak again.

Zhong Jing and the little zombie followed them, and when they walked into the room, they found that there were only a lot more ghost symbols on the inner wall than the outer layer, and only the dim yellow lights were on inside the room, all the decorations were like in an amusement park haunted house.

"What do you want me to do today?" Ji Shang took them to the living room to sit down, asked Xiao Chao to pour two glasses of water, and then asked slowly.

"I might go to the Northwest to film in a while." Zhong Jing explained, "Fugui is a zombie, so I'm a little worried that he won't get used to going to the Northwest."

"You should rest assured that zombies are much more adaptable than humans." When Ji Shang said this, he suddenly seemed to remember something, pulled the blank yellow talisman hanging beside him, and wrote Handed the two talismans to Zhong Jing, "However, be careful on the night of the full moon. If the zombie is exposed to the moonlight, it may lose its humanity. Then you can stick this talisman on his forehead and bring it to me."

"Okay." Zhong Jing put away the yellow talisman, and couldn't help thinking of the previous full moon nights with some fear. Fortunately, the little zombies stayed in the hotel obediently, and there was no accident.

The little zombie looked at the yellow talisman from the left, Ji Shang from the right, touched his stomach, and asked a question: "What is it to lose humanity?"

"It's just that you don't remember Zhong Jing, and you still bite people." Ji Shang lovingly patted the little zombie's head, "Maybe even more stupid than now."

"Ah!" The little zombie fantasized about the scene, and said seriously: "I will stay away from the moon in the future!"

Seeing his vigilant expression, Zhong Jing's eyes were also full of smiles.

"Stay with me for dinner today." Ji Shang suddenly remembered his little nephew, and asked the little zombie gossipingly, "I heard you recorded a show with Peking University? How is he and Huang Qi?"

"Brother Huang Qi is sick, Peking University has taken care of him for two days in the ward." The little zombie replied quickly, but what he didn't know was that Shangbei Conference stayed to work as a coolie for Huang Qi, mainly because of his social affection.

"How do you know?" Zhong Jing looked at the little zombie in astonishment. He only knew that Huang Qi and Shang Peking University had some relationship not long ago. He didn't expect it to develop to this point now.

"The positioning of Peking University's circle of friends is the hospital in N City." The little zombie blinked triumphantly, "And he also asked me what the patient should eat."

"It seems that our family will have more daughters-in-law soon." Ji Shang half-closed his eyes, unable to see what kind of emotion it was.

Only Zhong Jing was still immersed in the surprise just now. After pondering for a moment, he suddenly turned his head to meet the attention of the little zombie, "I think a job is very suitable for you."

"What?" The little zombie tilted his head.

"Paparazzi."

……

In the end, Zhong Jing and the little zombie left after finishing their lunch at Jishang’s house. Fortunately, the food Jishang ate was normal. There was no imagined burning talisman paper mixed with water (?) and dog’s blood stewed soup, just a few ordinary dishes Stir-fry.

But the little zombie was used to eating tomatoes, and couldn't find his own food on the dining table, so he could only sit on the side sulkily.

"Don't spoil him." Ji Shang smiled and picked up a piece of meat for Zhong Jing, "Whether it's raising ghosts or zombies, you must train him to be human, and let him eat with you in the future."

"Okay, master." Zhong Jing agreed sheepishly, turned his head to look at the little zombie whose cheeks were a little higher, thinking that he should buy some tomatoes when he goes out later.

It was already afternoon when he came out of Jishang's house, Zhong Jing rode his motorcycle back on the same road, but unexpectedly met Shangbei University who was riding his bicycle towards Jishang's house on the way.

"Hey, is that Shangbei University?" Zhong Jing asked the little zombie without looking back.

"Yes!" The little zombie poked his head out from behind Zhong Jing and waved enthusiastically, "Peking University!"

"When did your relationship become so good?" Zhong Jing lowered his head and muttered, but the little zombie didn't hear it at all.

Shang Beida didn't know what he was thinking, and he was riding a bicycle looking lost, when he heard someone calling him, he panicked and fell off the bicycle.

"Oh, Peking University has fallen!" The little zombie tugged on Zhong Jing's clothes to signal him to stop, and then his little hands couldn't help clapping together.

Seeing his schadenfreude, Zhong Jing forgot the sourness just now, stopped the car by the side of the road, and dragged him towards Shangbei University.

"Shang Peking University, are you okay?" Zhong Jing looked Shang Peking University up and down, and found that his leg was only slightly scratched, and he was also relieved.

"Why did Peking University suddenly lose its mind just now?" The little zombie asked, it really has the potential of paparazzi.

"It's okay." Shang Beida waved his hands, slowly got up from the ground, picked up his bicycle again, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Let's see the master!" The little zombie replied truthfully.

"You...haven't been frightened, have you?" Shang Beida thought of the puppets and ghosts in Ji Shang's house, and suddenly became worried, "Those..."

"It's nothing to be afraid of." Zhong Jing interrupted him directly, obviously not wanting to recall his embarrassment just now.

"That's good." Shang Beida nodded reassuringly. He wanted to ride away, but paused.

"Can I ask you one thing." Shang Beida swallowed his saliva, and said it very hard, "It's just... a person who has always said that he doesn't like you suddenly kissed you, what does it mean?"

"A man?" Zhong Jing forced himself to hold back a smile.

"You, how do you know?" Shang Bei hurriedly applied the brakes.

"Brother Huang Qi kissed you?" The little zombie also came over and added.

"Ahhh! It's not him!" The Great Ghost Shangbei yelled, turned around and fled the scene quickly on his bicycle.

"There's no fuss about just kissing." The little zombie shook his head puzzled, and whispered, "I'm not so nervous about kissing Ah Jing every night."

"Yes..." Zhong Jingying echoed, before he finished speaking, he realized, "What do you say you do every night?"

"Ah?" The little zombie raised his head halfway to face Zhong Jing in a daze, realized that he had said something wrong, and immediately covered his mouth.

"I'll force you to confess when I get home!" Zhong Jing grabbed his ear and threw it back onto the motorcycle, then rode home without hesitation.

……

Director Zhang Jia moved very quickly, and immediately prepared to start the machine after receiving Zhong Jing's reply.

The background of the movie was in a small backward village in the northwest, so the crew specially found a few abandoned cave dwellings, cleaned them up and used them as the houses where the leading actors lived in the movie.

It has been winter recently, and Zhong Jing wears two black and white down jackets in rotation, and his luggage only has a few long johns and long johns, but the clothes of the little zombie account for most of them.

Not far away, the little zombie looked in the mirror, touched the fluffy rabbit earmuffs on the ears, and asked with a puzzled expression: "Ah Jing, I'm not afraid of the cold, why do I have to dress like this? "

"If you wear short-sleeves, you will probably be treated as a lunatic and taken to a mental hospital when you go out." Zhong Jing put on the scarf again and told him, "There is a lot of wind and sand in the northwest, so don't take off the scarf and mask, or you will be slapped when you come back at night." sand."

"No way." The little zombie rubbed his mouth, remembering the new name he had just learned, "Will the sand turn into a mudslide when it meets saliva?"

"No!" Zhong Jing refused decisively, then took his hand and walked out the door quickly, "If we don't hurry up, Huang Qi will go crazy."

At the same time, Huang Qi was sitting in the airport coffee shop, drinking his fifth cup of coffee angrily, with bitterness in his throat, "You bastard Zhong Jing, if you don't come again, I will deduct your salary!"

……

The hero of this film is Ji Bai, who has worked with director Zhang Jia nearly five times. Although he is almost forty, he is well maintained and his acting skills are extra points, so few people criticize his age.

It never occurred to Zhong Jing that the first meeting between himself and the actor was in a small restaurant at the entrance of the village. There was no heating, no WiFi, and even the seats were long wooden benches without backrests.

"Mr. Ji, hello." Zhong Jing saw Ji Bai as soon as he entered the door, and quickly greeted him politely.

"You're welcome, come and sit down. I just want everyone to get to know each other and have a meal before joining the group." As expected, Ji Bai was as generous as the rumors said. He patted the empty seat beside him and said with a smile, "They don't dare to talk to you." I sat, it was so sad."

Fortunately, he let the little zombie go back to the hotel before he came, and now he sat beside Ji Bai without any hesitation.

Jibai people are very easy-going, just a short meal, all the people present have changed from restraint at the beginning to freedom at the end.

When Zhong Jing went back, he still mentioned Ji Bai to Huang Qi with some perplexity, "He really has no airs at all. I just said I wouldn't drink, and he thoughtfully asked for a bottle of drink for me."

Huang Qi gave him a strange look, as if he was holding back his words, and after a long pause, he spoke cautiously: "Ji Bai has some rumors in private, you should not get too close to him."

"Rumor?" Zhong Jing looked at Huang Qi in surprise, "What rumor?"

"He, men and women are not taboo." Huang Qi said bluntly, "And the Liu Mu you replaced happened to be his ex-boyfriend. Liu Mu was able to be selected by Zhang Jia. It is said that it was recommended by Ji Bai."

"Aren't you worried that he will take a fancy to me?" Zhong Jing suddenly thought of the scene at the dinner just now, and couldn't help feeling a little scared.

"He's so passionate about you, anyone with a discerning eye should be able to tell." Huang Qi patted him on the shoulder, and added, "However, there are many people chasing after the Best Actor. If you're not interested, he probably won't force you."

"It's better like this." Zhong Jing sighed, "Otherwise I'll bring Fugui into the team tomorrow."

He originally thought the environment was bad, so he let the little zombie stay in the hotel, but when he thought of Ji Bai's eyes just now, he changed his mind.

"What are you bringing him here for?" This time it was Huang Qi's turn to be confused.

"Tell Ji Bai that I'm already a married man." Zhong Jing said without changing his face. Although he and the little zombie had no actual relationship, it seemed to outsiders that they had already settled down as a couple. He simply admitted it.

In the next few days, because the little zombie was present, Ji Bai really didn't look for Zhong Jing again, and only occasionally discussed the content of the play.

Unsurprisingly, the little zombie became the favorite of the group again, and it was a lot more fun to hang out with a group of field staff.

On this day, Zhong Jing had a scene of chasing Ji Bai on a slope, but unfortunately, he filmed it several times in a row, but it still didn't produce the effect Zhang Jia wanted.

"What I want is the kind of youthful spirit that is not afraid of the road ahead!" Zhang Jia shook the script vigorously, "What are you two keeping peeking at the ground for, running forward!"

"Yes." Zhong Jing nodded and agreed, because the slope was indeed a bit steep, and it was subconscious for him to lower his head.

But Ji Bai just glanced sideways at Zhong Jing, and didn't speak any more.

When the filming started again, Ji Bai ran faster than before, but Zhong Jing could only bite the bullet and keep up, but unexpectedly, he tripped over a stone while going downhill and fell directly down the slope.

"Ah Jing!" The little zombie was the first to react, and rushed over to check on Zhong Jing's injuries.

Zhang Jia didn't expect that there would be an accident, and immediately ignored the camera, and followed Huang Qi to Zhong Jing.

"Ah Jing, are you in pain?" The little zombie didn't dare to touch Zhong Jing's injured leg, and could only rub his face with distress.

"Don't worry." Zhong Jing shook his head, but it could be seen that his face was getting paler through the base makeup, and there was even fine sweat on his forehead.

"I'm sorry, I ran the wrong route, which is why I caused you to trip over a stone." Ji Bai turned his head and apologized, his expression was very sincere, but seeing his standing upright, he didn't feel apologetic at all.

The little zombie glared at him viciously, and then turned his attention to Zhong Jing.

"Ah Jing, are you okay? Can your legs still move?" Huang Qi also ran over anxiously, and was about to reach out to touch Zhong Jing's legs, but was pushed away by him.

"Maybe a bone is hurt, don't touch me first." Zhong Jing was aware of his injury, and calmly ordered Huang Qi, "Call an ambulance."

"Okay." Huang Qi nodded, grabbed the phone and went to the side to make a call.

Zhang Jia also squatted down and looked at Zhong Jing's legs, and then at the slope about a few people high, his thick eyebrows were also knit together.

"Director, I..." Zhong Jing opened his mouth. After all, he was a little regretful. The film's construction period was very short, and he didn't know how long he would need to heal his injury, so he had to replace it and reshoot.

"It's okay, rest at ease. Let's shoot other scenes first. When you can walk normally, come back and make up for it." Zhang Jia saw what Zhong Jing was thinking, and patted Zhong Jing's shoulder reassuringly.

"Really?" Zhong Jing's eyes widened in surprise.

"Of course." Zhang Jia tugged at his beard and teased, "Do I look like a bad guy because my beard is too long?"

The ambulance arrived in time, and the little zombie and Huang Qi followed Zhong Jing to a nearby hospital.

Fortunately, Zhong Jing didn't break a bone, just a slight soft tissue contusion, but because his calf was crushed by gravel, there are still many small wounds that need to be bandaged.

The little zombie hurriedly followed the medical staff to send Zhong Jing to the ward. Seeing that Huang Qi was the only one left, he couldn't control himself immediately. His eyes turned red and he threw himself on Zhong Jing and yelled pitifully, "Hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo !"

"What's the matter?" Zhong Jing's voice was very soft. He stroked the little zombie's hair, glanced at Huang Qi, and continued: "I'm fine, right? The doctor said I'm recovering well, and I'll be fine in a week." out of the hospital."

"Ah Jing, I... roar!" The little zombie couldn't speak human words, and pointed at Zhong Jing's tightly wrapped legs, tears welled up again.

"Hey, don't cry." Zhong Jing patted the little zombie's back helplessly, he didn't expect the little zombie to cry with so many tears.

"Fugui, Ah Jing must be hungry after tossing around for so long, go buy him something to eat." Huang Qi also came over to rub the little zombie's hair, diverting his attention.

"That's right, Ah Jing is hungry, I'm going to buy something for Ah Jing to eat!" The little zombie raised his head abruptly, stood up awkwardly, pinched his fingers, and trotted out of the ward.

Zhong Jingxiao looked at the direction in which the little zombie ran away, and said suddenly, "What a little trouble."

"Trouble?" Huang Qi snorted coldly, "I can only tell from your expression that you like this trouble very much!"

Zhong Jing shrugged, noncommittal.

"I watched the replay just now, and compared the rocks that tripped you. According to common sense, Ji Bai ran ahead, and he didn't look down at the road, so it was impossible for him to walk over without being affected. But in the replay, he deliberately You took a big step and stepped over the stone, do you know what it means?" Huang Qi folded his arms and spoke seriously about his discovery just now.

"He knew in advance that there were rocks there?" Zhong Jing raised his eyebrows. He thought it was an accident, but he didn't expect it to be human-made.

"After you recover, you have to stay away from him." Huang Qi warned, "I'm going to find out why he targeted you in the past few days. Liu Mu was arrested, and someone who will replace him will definitely appear. Ji Bai will deal with you."

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Zhong Jing nodded.

Not long after, the little zombies also ran back from the outside, carrying many bags in his hand, and put them all on the small dining table on the hospital bed.

"This is bone porridge with preserved eggs, this is big bone soup, and this is garlic pork ribs..." Little Zombie introduced seriously as he took the bowl out of the plastic bag.

"Wait, wait!" Zhong Jing interrupted him, "Why did you buy so many bones for me? I haven't turned into a dog yet."

"But... but the aunt in the restaurant outside said that what you eat is worth it." The little zombie raised his head and asked carefully, "Doesn't Ah Jing like to eat bones?"

"No." Zhong Jing couldn't bear to disappoint his kindness, so he had to change the subject, "Is there something that isn't a bone?"

"Yes!" The little zombie nodded hastily, and brought out a bowl of white soup, "Auntie said that if she fell down, she might have a concussion, so she asked me to order a stewed pig's brain."

Zhong Jing: "..." From now on, you are not allowed to go to that restaurant with your aunt!

Therefore, under the care of the little zombie, Zhong Jing not only did not lose weight due to hospitalization, but also gained several kilograms...

The news of Zhong Jing's injury and hospitalization was immediately spread by the paparazzi of his team. Although Zhong Jing was not a top-tier name, Zhang Jia's movie received a lot of attention, and the actor's injury and hospitalization was also big news, so it was quickly reported. Fans from all walks of life became popular.

At this time, the little zombie was sitting on the hospital bed and swiping his phone. Seeing Zhong Jing's fans panicking about Zhong Jing's condition under the popular Weibo, he couldn't help but look up at him, "Ah Jing, your fans seem to care about you very much." illness."

"Take a photo for me and post it on Weibo, so they don't have to worry about it." Zhong Jing started to take care of his clothes and hair after finishing speaking.

"Oh." The little zombie nodded, took a few steps back, took a photo of Zhong Jing, and asked, "Do you want to take a picture of your legs?"

"No need." Zhong Jing waved his hand, his leg was heavily bandaged due to a small wound, and if he didn't know the truth, he thought it was a fracture, which would only cause confusion among fans.

The little zombie nodded in understanding, and he was relieved after editing the content for a long time, "It's been sent."

"That's good..." Zhong Jing agreed, then seemed to think of something, and suddenly widened his eyes, "Do you have my Weibo password?"

"No." The little zombie quickly agreed.

"Then how did you post it?!" Zhong Jing almost went crazy.

"Oh." The little zombie pursed his lips, trying to look innocent, "I posted it on my Weibo..."

"Is it too late to delete it now?" Zhong Jingshen took a deep breath and asked.

"Hmm." The little zombie shrunk his head, "Your name is very popular, so now there are hundreds of retweets."

Zhong Jing pressed his temple with a headache, thinking whether he should come forward to explain, or simply pretend to be dead.

And Zhong Jing's fans are also struggling, because they have fought with the fans of the little zombie (although the other party doesn't think so), and now they know the status quo of the idol through the little zombie, so they are naturally a little embarrassed.

The strangest thing is that Zhong Jingyuan is filming in the northwest, why is the little zombie following him, and even posted a photo of Zhong Jing in the first place!

Although fans of Zhong Jing's family are unwilling to admit that the two may have an ambiguous relationship, the waves happily said, "Our family is relieved to see that Zhong Jing is fine, and the in-laws don't worry too!"

Zhong Jing's fans: The ghost is your in-laws!

Zhong Jing is not a qualified idol, and when he checked Weibo and saw his fans' slumped appearance, he even laughed out loud. He didn't understand how the little zombie attracted such a group of silly and sweet fans.

"Ah Jing, eat!" The little zombie sitting on the side refused, how could he patronize his mobile phone and not eat, today there are still three ribs unfinished tasks!

Zhong Jing looked at the bones on the table and sighed. Thinking of what he had just read, he couldn't help teasing the little zombie: "Your fans are all elementary school students, right?"

"Of course not." The little zombie shook his head vigorously, "Because most of them are zombies!"

"Zombie?!" Zhong Jing didn't expect this answer, "A zombie like you?"

"Ang!" the little zombie agreed, "I can feel that they are the same as me, probably because the cemetery has recently connected to the Internet."

Zhong Jing: "..." In the future, it is better to avoid fighting online, who knows whether the other end of the network cable is a human or a zombie...

The author has something to say: Fuguier: Ah Jing is so stupid, of course a zombie fan is a zombie fan~