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Yang Ze had a dream. He dreamed that before everything started, he was still an unwanted ghost who was about to travel around the world, and met Lu Yang who came out to sell Amway.

After he was sold and Amway chose to join, Lu Yang asked him: "Do you have any requirements?" He thought for a long time and was at a loss: "I'm dead, what else can I ask for?"

"For example, resurrection?" Lu Yang said seriously, "Many people are looking forward to being resurrected."

Yang Ze was very shocked: "There is still such an operation??"

"No."

Ze Yang: "..."

Lu Yang explained: "People can't be resurrected after death. It's just that many people ask us that first question. And like you, your parents are still alive and you have many friends. I've been waiting for you to ask if you can be resurrected?"

"Maybe it's because I read it more openly?" Yang Ze waved his hand, "When you die, you die. When I floated to see my funeral, I said goodbye. It feels strange to go back. But tell me, why didn't there be a ghost messenger to accept me? soul?"

"I don't know, anyway, there are people like you floating around every once in a while, and then we catch you everywhere and do ideological work." Lu Yang was also confused.

"Maybe after I am destined to die, there will be another ghost life?" Yang Ze laughed, "Is there anyone else who needs me?"

The dream ended here, and Yang Ze woke up from the dream in a daze, seeing the gray roof of the car, the sun shining in from the window, and his sweetheart's well-curved chin.

Yang Ze, he had never been in love when he was alive, but now that he was in love, depending on how Qi Yu looked at him, even if he looked at it from the bottom up, he felt that Qi Yu's nostrils were cuter than others.

You may not believe it, the [-]th line artist Yang Ze woke up from the lap pillow of actor Qi Yu today.

It can be said to be very beautiful.

At around three o'clock in the morning last night, Yang Ze, who was in a daze, heard the sound of a car. He straightened up from the railing, clutched his sore neck, and saw a black car slipping into the resident The path between the buildings finally stopped at the entrance of the corridor.

At that time Yang Ze hadn't woken up yet, he saw someone wearing a gray gown get off the luxury car in a daze, and looked at him from a distance.

Yang Ze vaguely recognized that it was Qi Yu who hadn't even changed his clothes, and he was stunned for a while before saying, "Why are you here?"

Qi Yu didn't speak, just stood there.

Yang Ze immediately stood up from the stairs, but his legs were numb and he staggered a bit before he dragged his legs and ran over. Before he could speak, he was pushed into the car by Qi Yu.

"Qi-"

Qi Yu closed the car door.

"Sleep." Qi Yu said in a low voice.

The aggressive Yang Ze said: "Then I will sleep next to you."

Qi Yu: "..."

Yang Ze snuggled up to Qi Yu's side, didn't hear any objection, and laughed like a flower.

The temperature in the car was just right, and the people around him were just right, Yang Ze fell asleep vaguely, and then there was the old dream of the future and the past, and Qi Yutie's pretty face when he woke up.

Life is like this, there is no other requirement, that is, it would be great if Qi Yu remembered that he was originally a system, and it would be better if Wei Teng didn't send 99+ WeChat to scold him.

Yang Ze turned his phone upside down and pretended not to see it. He concentrated on looking at Qi Yu's chin, and caressed Qi Yu's smooth chin without a trace of stubble.

Then he woke up Qi Yu.

Hey, I'm a jerk.

Yang Ze spurned himself, then pretended to be stupid, couldn't get up, and continued to lie on Qi Yu's lap, swaggeringly, with a peach blossom on his face: "Master Qi Yu, why did you come last night?"

Qi Yu's expression remained unchanged: "Passing by."

Yang Ze understood: "Then can you pass by another place in the future? For example, near the scene where I want to film?"

Qi Yu: "..."

Qi Yu: "Maybe."

That is able.

Yang Ze got up from Qi Yu's lap with a grunt, and then looked into the eyes of the driver and assistant Xiao Wu who had been there all the time but had no sound and terrified expressions from the rearview mirror.

Yang Ze: "...Angkor."

Assistant Xiao Wu said in horror, "No, Brother Yang."

Yang Ze felt comfortable all over, and gave Assistant Xiao Wu a serious smile and said, "I still have the opening ceremony today, so I'm leaving first, thank you for your hard work."

Qi Yu said, "Yes."

Yang Ze opened the door, paused again, and sat back down: "Qi Yu, which brokerage company do you belong to?"

Qi Yu raised his eyes: "...There should be a manager."

This tone!That's right!This means that with a backer, you only need to follow without brains!

Qi Yu cooperated with Yang Ze's brain hole very much: "I'll help you find it, you go to the set."

Assistant Xiao Wu in the front row: "????"

Accompanied by Yang Ze's laughter and the opening and closing of the car door, the car fell into a strange silence.

Assistant Xiao Wu was seriously thinking about when Yang Ze climbed into their actor's bed, and Qi Yu was thinking hard about how to appear near the set in a reasonable way without being suspected.

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The so-called opening ceremony seems to have been handed down from the past. Before a drama starts, it is necessary to worship the heaven and the earth, respect the heavens and the earth, respect one's profession, and hope that everything goes well.

Yang Ze pressed down, adjusted his clothes and hat in a hurry, greeted Ye Dao and the producer, and was about to run to the corner, but was pulled over by Jiang Ying: "Protagonist, where are you going?" ?”

Yang Ze immediately stood obediently by the side, looking at the table in front of him covered with a red cloth, on which Emperor Guan was enshrined, with incense burners and offerings of fruits and pork on both sides, he was a little confused.

Jiang Ying turned around and asked him, "Do you know how to wait?"

"I don't know." Yang Ze told the truth.

Jiang Ying explained in a low voice: "Did you see the one covered by the red cloth? That's the video camera. Wait for the director and our leading actors to go up one by one—" The reporter standing opposite the table called out Jiang Ying, Jiang Ying Ying quickly raised her face and smiled as a signal, Kacha left a photo before continuing, "Burning incense and worshiping God one by one, and removing the red cloth, it's booting up."

Yang Ze nodded as he listened. The crew had many small rules. He only got a small red envelope for playing a dead person, and the amount was generally not large. The main purpose was to avoid bad luck and win a prize.

In the end, there were a lot of reporters standing in all directions to take pictures of them, and Yang Zeyi also sneaked in, followed most of the crew to stand in the same direction, then lifted the red cloth together, and took a group photo.

Just after the group photo was over, Yang Ze received a phone call before he could breathe a sigh of relief.

There was a woman on the other end of the phone, speaking cleanly and concisely: "I'm Zhang Xia, your manager, where are you?"

Ze Yang was shocked.

Is Qi Yu's efficiency a little too fast?

"I'm in front of the offering table, the one in the white T." Yang Ze looked around.

"Is it the handsome one or the not handsome one?" Zhang Xia asked.

Yang Ze looked at the well-proportioned male supporting actor who was famous on the Internet, and said, "Not handsome."

mmp.

Ten seconds later, a woman in a light gray coat came up to her, looking at herself very delicately, as if caught between "what is this thing" and "maybe it is indeed a baby".

Yang Ze returned an innocent smile like a deer.

"I'll check your itinerary with the coordinator and the producer." Zhang Xia looked at Yang Ze, "You wait here for a while, I have something to ask you."

Yang Ze agreed, and after Zhang Xia finished checking, the two ran to a nearby tea restaurant to sit down and get to know each other formally.

Zhang Xia is in his early 30s this year, and has a small reputation. He has brought four artists, and Yang Ze is the fifth.

At this moment, Zhang Xia ordered a drink, looked at Yang Ze and said, "I'm your manager, and it was introduced by Qi Yu, you know that?"

Yang Ze: "I know."

Zhang Xia said: "I will be in charge of you in the future, so you can't hide anything from me in the circle, you know?"

Yang Ze: "I know."

Zhang Xia said again: "You can't hide anything from me, you know?"

Yang Ze: "I know."

Zhang Xia nodded: "Did you climb into Qi Yu's bed?"

Yang Ze: "I know..."

Yang Ze: "...???"

Zhang Xia patted the table: "Say it."

Yang Ze: "Still...haven't had time yet?"

Now it was Zhang Xia's turn to stop talking, she crossed her arms and looked at Yang Ze for a while: "So you want to climb into his bed."

Yang Zeli nodded confidently, and added: "Who wouldn't want it?"

Zhang Xia thought for a while: "That's right."