There is a Taoist temple in the idol family

Ou Zhiming opened and closed the door very quickly.

Yin Lu, who was standing outside the door, couldn't see anything even if he stared at the crack of the door curiously with his eyes wide open.

"What's the matter?" Ou Zhiming's voice was indifferent, and he didn't give Yin Lu much patience.

Facing such a serious director, Yin Lu seemed to be still in fear in the afternoon.

He has beautiful eyes, and looks sincere when he looks at people. He looks like a child who has done something wrong. He mustered up his courage and said, "Director Ou, I want to apologize to Ruocang."

"No need." Ou Zhiming swept Yin Lu's luck, completely unmoved by his appearance, "He's asleep."

After getting this answer, Yin Lu was instantly depressed.

His eyes were disturbed, as if he had caused a catastrophe.

"Then...then I won't bother him. But, Director Ou, can you help me convey my apology to him?"

Yin Lu's eyes are clear and his voice is clear, it's hard for anyone not to be moved by him.

He explained sincerely in his tone, "This is my first time acting. I really didn't perform well this afternoon. I'm really sorry. I don't understand a lot of things. I will ask more questions and ask for advice in the future. I promise I won't do anything excessive .”

Good plot design, because Ou Zhiming forcibly interrupted, Yin Lu actually took it as his fault for not being able to act, and sincerely apologized.

Without excuses, he always blamed himself for not being able to act, and also analyzed that the role of Hang Shisan should be treated with respect for Yun, and he should not be as reckless as him to get close at will.

Human beings are creatures that are easily bought by the visual senses.

Yin Lu's hair was combed softly, and the usually exaggerated necklaces and bracelets were restrained honestly.

He was wearing a loose T-shirt, but he hung a long black rope and hid it in the collar, which made his skin fairer.

His tone was so convincing that any man would feel that his apology had gone too far.

A young man who sincerely apologizes should not be embarrassed.

However, Ou Zhiming's attention was not on Yin Lu's appearance at all, but on the mysterious and churning black luck behind him.

He has little experience in observing aura and appearance, but he can still easily discern Yin Lu's true state of mind.

—Is this a lie?The gloom in the luck is about to drown out.

——How dare you say that your acting skills are poor, and now you have to send it to the Golden Lin Award judging meeting, and it is definitely the best unanimous vote.

——No, I have to contact Wen Rumin to find out whether he was kidnapped by Midas or deceived by Yin Lu. I don't feel at ease if such a person is placed next to Ruo Cang as the male lead.

Ou Zhiming was expressionless, listening to Yin Lu's sincere apology and self-analysis, but he kept scolding this little idol with a disturbed expression in his heart.

It is indeed Yin Lu who knows the secret of group pets and central air-conditioning.

Seeing Ou Zhiming's unhappy face, he immediately lowered his voice, put on a pitiful and helpless expression, and whispered: "If Director Ou is busy, I will..."

"No need for the future." Ou Zhiming didn't want to have the future with Yin Lu at all, "Just now, tell me everything you have done. I..."

He thought for a while, and his tone softened a little, "I'm not a bad person."

——It’s just very annoying that you pretend to be a fanatic in front of Ruo Cang all day long, and even touch your hands.

——Did you get my permission to touch Ruocang's shoulder?

——Don't think you're just pretending to be acting, I don't know what kind of scheme you have against Ruo Cang in your heart!

Suddenly, a helpless voice entered Ou Zhiming's mind.

——Ouhuang, you should always concentrate.

Ou Zhiming: ...

Ruo Cang's complaints are weak, mixed with the pain of wanting to be clean, but being quarreled by some people so that he can't be clean.

The biggest difficulty for the two of them to get along is that Ou Zhiming's thinking is like a galloping wild horse.

Don't look at the usual indifference and silence, the thoughts in his mind are unusually active, even across a cabin door, he can't stop the drama in his heart!

"Let's go out and talk."

Ou Zhiming said a word, turned around and left.

He didn't give poor Yin Lu a look at all, just to stay away from the inner cabin so as not to disturb Ruo Cang's rest.

The living area of ​​the cabin is spacious, and there are all kinds of chess and card rooms and sports rooms.

The scientific expedition team has no planned experimental projects tonight. Ou Zhiming and Yin Lu walk through the living area, and they can meet many young researchers who come out to relax.

Some of them are PhDs in research institutes, some are intern graduate students, and the team participating in the entire South China Sea scientific research project not only has a single experimental task, but also brings in rare majors such as marine meteorological observation.

Most of this team is young people.

Their interest in stars and directors is stronger than that of team leaders and captains.

When the researcher saw Ou Zhiming, he could happily ask, "Director Ou, can you go out and have a shower?"

"Let's talk about the script." Ou Zhiming smiled.

The researcher's eyes lit up, and he looked at Yin Lu, "Oh, Yin Lu is going to participate in the second pass?"

Ou Zhiming laughed calmly, "Maybe."

During the short chat, Ou Zhiming was in a very happy mood, and he treated unfamiliar researchers more gently than he treated Yin Lu.

Because, he finally understood Ruo Cang's mood.

Most of the members of the scientific expedition team are high-achieving students, who are devoted to the sea and are purely persistent.

Although luck is full of troubles and sorrows of ordinary people, compared with Yin Lu's dark luck full of calculations, their little troubles are all cute little angels.

Ou Zhiming has a gentle smile on the real angel's cute smile.

He looked indifferently at the fake Yin Lu.

Of course Yin Lu could feel it, but the relationship between Ou Zhiming and Ruocang gave him the illusion that "Ou Zhiming is jealous".

A person with a complicated mind can calculate any object, as long as he grasps the core issue, he can push the boat smoothly and gain the trust of the other party.

The short distance they walked out of the cabin in silence, Yin Lu had already collected his emotions.

As soon as the sea breeze outside the cabin blows, most of Ou Zhiming's restless mood dissipated.

Ruo Cang always said that he was not in harmony with the five elements in this sea area, but Ou Zhiming felt physically and mentally comfortable, as if soaking in the comfortable sea water, and could feel the moisture all over his body.

He leaned against the side of the boat, narrowed his eyes slightly against the wind, and looked at the sparkling sea under the moonlight.

"Tell me, is the marketing account arranged by your company today?"

"... What marketing account?" Yin Lu's tone was full of confusion, "What did you say about the online marketing account?"

He immediately explained anxiously, "Because the company is promoting me, it will create topics and send me to the hot search every day, saying that it is for data and popularity. What topics are they talking about again? I will immediately ask Mr. Ning to send me the marketing account's draft Remove!"

Yin Lu is perfect for the eager and innocent look.

The night fell gently, making him immature, innocent and sincere.

What the entertainment industry lacks the most is sincerity.

Listening to his words and looking at his face, it is time to turn the finger on Ning Hua or Midas.

After all, the marketing method, how could it be related to the star himself.

It's a pity, when Ou Zhiming turned his head slightly, he could see his dark shadow baring his teeth and claws under the thick dark blue sky.

Oh, knowingly being stupid, he is really good at acting.

Ou Zhiming laughed, and said mercifully, "It's okay, you don't need to ask Ning Hua to withdraw the manuscript. You just need to go back and tell Ning Hua not to bring us the manuscript. Otherwise, it will be really annoying."

"I'm sorry, I've been reading the script all afternoon, trying to figure out Hang Shisan's position, but I really didn't expect..."

Yin Lu's tone was even lower, "Is Ruocang angry?"

"Of course I'm angry." Ou Zhiming took advantage of Ruo Cang's deafness and blindness, and frantically took the blame, "He hates others spreading rumors and causing trouble, and even more hates some guys who just rely on liking and admiration to swagger in front of him all day long."

Ou Zhiming rarely had a smile on his face.

Ruo Cang is a little fool who is easily bought by luck, if Ruo Cang is like him, seeing Yin Lu's dark luck.

Absolutely will not care about bright smiles, angelic faces, do it on the spot and send it away immediately.

Guaranteed that the next day's headline will become: Gothic punk little angel said that he has done all kinds of bad things, and he will be a good person from now on.

Unfortunately, Yin Lu is too good at acting.

After listening to Ou Zhiming's words, his eyes widened, seeming to imply a hazy glow.

That appearance, very much like a poor little boy loathed by his idol, with an air of helplessness and sadness all over his body.

Ou Zhiming admired Yin Lu, just like admiring an audition actor.

This kind of trying to express the shock and pain in the emotion, but also faintly reveals the appearance of stubbornness and grievance.

Perfect.

If there is a white lotus character in the script, it must be reserved for him.

Ou Zhiming's irritability disappeared because of Yin Lu's superb acting skills.

He raised his hand to support the railing, his brows showed the gentleness of an adult man, he lowered his head slightly and said, "That's why you like Ruo Cang so much?"

"Hmm..." Yin Lu's eyes drooped, eyelashes cast a light shadow on his cheeks, "I've been abroad before, when I saw Ruocang on TV for the first time, "Under the Stars" had been on the air for several years gone."

He raised his hand and grabbed the railing, annoyed like a helpless child hated by an idol.

"It took me a week to finish all Ruocang's TV series, movies, and interviews. I didn't go to class, and I was scolded by my family."

Yin Lu's smile was full of nostalgia, "So I signed up as a trainee in the entertainment company, hoping to make my debut, and then return to China to be closer to Ruocang."

Yin Lu thought that Ou Zhiming liked to hear these stories, so he obeyed and told him a story about his crush on Ruocang.

Men are like this, standing in the perspective of the winner, can't wait to hear the experience of all the losers, and spread the bragging in the heart.

He said that he admired Ruocang's martial arts and went to learn Chinese dance.

Said that he liked Ruo Cang's calligraphy, and quietly signed up for the class.

He said that he was finally sent back by a foreign trainee company to participate in "The Son of the Wind".

All for being able to get close to Ruo Cang.

The story is a good one.

Ou Zhiming even felt that if Yin Lu was just an ordinary entertainer who traveled across the ocean and went through many obstacles and successfully became the male supporting role next to his idol, it might be an inspirational story worthy of being passed down by fans.

However, this story is a bit too fabricated.

In less than a few words of experience, Ou Zhiming could see Yin Lu's jet-black octopus feet sharpening his knife towards the ocean.

Lying will accumulate gray and black in the luck.

Ou Zhiming maintained his true character of a movie star that had not changed for many years, gazed at Yin Lu...'s luck tenderly, and said with emotion, "It's not easy for you."

Immediately, Yin Lu was able to catch up with his emotions in a sunny manner, and replied, "Because of Ruocang."

Because Ruocang is his pursuit, but also his belief.

Ou Zhiming wanted to believe it so much, he glanced at Qi Luck and showed kind eyes again.

this liar.

Yin Lu recalled with nostalgia his apprehension and determination to venture into "Zonda of the Wind" with nostalgia.

At the perfect time, Ou Zhiming finally asked, "Did Fang Yihan's bewitching at night scare you?"

Yin Lu was taken aback, and looked at Ou Zhiming in surprise, "You heard that too?"

This time, he was really surprised.

Yin Lu's luck shrank back to all the darkness and haze.

Ou Zhiming smiled and said, "Because that incident was quite a big deal, Ruocang said that Fang Yihan seemed to be engaging in cult worship."

"...It's not a cult." Yin Lu's eyes were full of worry, "During that time, Fang Yihan was in a bad mood and was always afraid of being eliminated. I didn't notice his situation. If I could find out sooner, Fang Yihan would be eliminated. I won’t believe in those god-given things.”

"Don't you believe it?" Ou Zhiming asked, looking straight into his eyes.

Yin Lu thought for a while in trouble, "Believe in gods and Buddhas, it is better to believe in yourself."

In an instant, Yin Lu's luck was mysterious and complicated, and Ou Zhiming caught those tumbling and ridiculous movements, and the belief of Satanism emerged in his mind for no reason——

God is me.

The same concept is hidden under the materialistic thinking that seeking God is worse than seeking oneself, so it is very easy to be ignored.

But Yin Lu has a problem.

Although Ou Zhiming couldn't understand Yin Lu's emotions at the moment, it didn't prevent him from mastering the basic method of discerning luck, instantly seeing through Yin Lu's concealed quite a lot of emotions, and under his innocent and troubled expression, he was enthusiastically tumbling.

Yin Lu was secretly delighted.

in joy.

in excitement.

It seems that I have done something great quietly, and no one has seen through the conspiracy, and I feel extremely happy.

Yin Lu is still maintaining his innocence, and said sincerely: "Brother Han is a very talented person, he can write songs, and his voice is also very nice. Fans especially like him to play and sing by himself. How many songs are there in our group?" He wrote the capital. He is so powerful, there is no need to believe in any god, he is the great god in my heart!"

Innocent and innocent, combined with his arrogance and arrogance, Ou Zhiming's eyes turned cold.

It turns out that this kind of person really exists in this world. While praising others sincerely in his tone, he doesn't hide his sarcasm and ridicule at the same time.

Yin Lu doesn't like Fang Yihan.

Based on how powerful Fang Yihan is and how dark his luck is, Ou Zhiming can easily judge the general truth of the whole matter.

From the perspective of God, Ou Zhiming is not in a relaxed mood.

Ruo Cang was deceived by such a shameless guy, and he felt as if he had been deceived.

Yin Lu is still looking forward to the future, "In a few months, when our group disbands, Brother Han will be able to release an album, I hope—"

"You hope that something will happen to him, hype it up, and then take this opportunity to successfully untie him, so that he will never be restrained again?"

Ou Zhiming ruthlessly interrupted Yin Lu's imagination, and guessed Yin Lu's turbulent thoughts in his luck.

Yin Lu was taken aback, and his luck froze for a moment, "Ou Dao..."

Before he continued to act, Ou Zhiming asked in complete confusion: "He is a fringe artist who debuted at the end, what kind of ability does he have to restrain you?"

"What restraint, what happened?" Yin Lu's tone was blank, "I always hope that Brother Han can realize his dream!"

Ou Zhiming raised his eyebrows, and asked softly in the sea wind and waves: "Isn't his dream far away from you?"

Sure enough, when Ou Zhiming said these words, Yin Lu's luck set off a turbulent wave.

He understood completely why Ruo Cang was always able to kill with one blow, piercing other people's minds.

Because these guys with ulterior motives will not defend their hearts at all.

As luck shows, it is what I really want.

Ou Zhiming could see Yin Lu's disgust and helplessness in the other party's letter.

The helplessness of wanting the other party to die soon, but having to bring Fang Yihan with her, is almost full of shadows, and she wants to draw a clear trajectory under the moonlight.

He hated people like Yin Lu deeply.

For a while, I actually felt that the straightforward and frank villain was much cuter than this kind of guy who created an innocent and pitiful appearance and did all kinds of evil things behind his back.

Faced with doubts, Yin Lu looked at a dazed look, his eyes filled with confusion.

However, Ou Zhiming doesn't mind clearing away the fog that obscures the truth.

"Yin Lu, if you really have any sympathy for Fang Yihan, you shouldn't be unable to restrain the manic killing intent in your heart when you mention him."

That kind of stain with blood-colored shadows, even in the pitch black night, can draw traces that make Ou Zhiming disgusted.

The waves patted the ship's side, filling the tranquility of the night with a clatter.

Ou Zhiming confirmed Yin Lu's malice, so he didn't bother to make false claims with him.

"Let me tell you the truth, you are annoying and insidious." He said, "Although I am just an ordinary director now, it is easy for me to want you to never appear in front of the screen."

Ou Zhiming thought deeply about all the rules of the entertainment industry, and he understood how to hide an artist so that he would never appear again.

"Stay away from Ruocang, and from me. As long as you finish the movie honestly, clean up your company's marketing account and don't mess around, and be a good person from now on, the entertainment industry will still have You have a place."

Do not interfere with each other, live in peace.

Ou Zhiming's words are straightforward and clear, Yin Lu is not a fool, of course he can understand.

The gloomy luck showed Yin Lu's chaotic emotions.

Ou Zhiming leaned on the railing of the boat, watching his struggles in the battle between heaven and man comfortably.

No way, Ruocang personally demonstrated Ou Zhiming's luck.

He has been a Ruocang experimenter for so many years, and the only experience he has gained is: he doesn't have to be afraid of any magic, anyway, it doesn't work on him.

Extremely arrogant, heaven and earth do whatever they want.

Never got caught.

Threatening a child who might possess witchcraft is like threatening a child who is powerless.

No psychological burden.

The sea breeze blew a salty smell, and Yin Lu's luck went from boiling to calm under Ou Zhiming's leisurely gaze, but it only took a dozen seconds.

It is indeed the acting emperor that Ou Zhiming appreciates.

In such a short period of time, Yin Lu actually gave up all his frailty, harmlessness and sunshine.

With a calm face, eyes full of moonlight in the sea, looking at him sternly.

Ou Zhiming knew in his heart that this guy's usual sunny days were really fake.

"Ou Zhiming."

Yin Lu's voice was low, and in the cold wind, he reached out and held the necklace pendant hidden on his chest, "You should believe me."

Ou Zhiming retorted in his heart, but before he could find any doubts from his actions, he subconsciously felt an inexplicable sense of approval.

Trust him, listen to him, he's right.

Ou Zhiming's ears were filled with the sound of rolling waves, but there were thousands of murmurs in his mind, repeating the same words.

That was not the feeling of connecting with Ruo Cang, but the constant irritating beeping.

The thought of "believe him" surged up, and continued to aim at Ou Zhiming's rationality.

Even the dark luck that he saw in front of his eyes became so long and long that he couldn't seize the channel of thinking, only "believe him" and "he was right" repeatedly brushed in his consciousness.

Yin Lu's mouth opened and closed, but his voice scattered into the ocean with the night wind. Ou Zhiming didn't seem to hear anything, but he heard it clearly.

The tone of the buzzing sounded like thousands of mosquitoes had penetrated into the nerves of the ear and brain, and every sentence was trying to persuade Ou Zhiming, "Trust this person, he is right, and he will not harm you."

The low beeping went on for a long time, maybe only a few seconds.

Ou Zhiming's expression was in a trance, and he could instinctively see the darkness in front of him, and a frightening dark mist swirled in his luck, like a winding snake.

But he also felt that there was an ultimate light hidden in that blackness, and that in the gloomy and pitch-black realm, there was actually a piece of pure white.

The intertwined state of his contradictory thoughts is very much like three souls and seven souls separated from the body.

Suddenly there were countless scriptures spinning in his mind, and suddenly he chanted forcefully——

Metamorphosis of the Taiyin, governing all souls!

The bell-like scriptures buzzed against Ou Zhiming's ears.

However, the moment the consciousness came back, another firm order came: "As long as you obey me, all your wishes can be fulfilled!"

desire?

Ou Zhiming's resistance turned into subconscious recognition in such words.

There are countless thoughts in his mind, each of which has been hidden for more than ten years and has never been mentioned to anyone.

"I……"

He wanted to say, I believe in you.

Immediately, there was a burning pain in the waist, as if a spark had exploded, and it immediately pulled back the reason that Ou Zhiming was about to agree to the other party.

When Ou Zhiming felt the burning sensation, his vision was clear.

I saw Yin Lu's expression was full of arrogance and conceit that he had never seen before, his eyes were full of mad joy, holding the pendant hidden in his chest, and said in a proud tone: "I can give you whatever you want. "

These words provoked Ou Zhiming to beat him up.

However, his whole body was stiff, as if he was pinned to death on the railing, unable to move even with all his strength, completely under Yin Lu's control.

Ou Zhiming's sanity returned, but his mind still rushed to "trust him, listen to him, and obey him".

Immediately, he felt the noise Ruo Cang had mentioned, and almost fell into Yin Lu's trap because he was distracted by the thought of Ruo Cang.

The wind from the ocean blew past, Ou Zhiming stood there silently without saying a word.

Yin Lu stared at him for a long time, and when he was sure that Ou Zhiming could still control himself, he finally smiled triumphantly: "As long as you believe in me and listen to me, you belong to me."

Ou Zhiming didn't make a sound, his eyes sank in the dark sea night, like a lone wolf, even if he was controlled, he wouldn't surrender easily.

But it doesn't matter, Yin Lu has seen too many examples of trying to resist and finally becoming violent and furious.

As long as he implants roots in Ou Zhiming's heart, when the news of Ou Zhiming's breakup with Ruocang is spread all over the Internet, this will be his trophy.

Yin Lu finally let go of his hand and resumed his usual bright smile.

"Ou Zhiming, you hate Ruocang, you feel upset when you see him."

"You don't love him at all, you just find him new and interesting, and now you're bored."

"Ou Zhiming, you like me, you belong to me, you will abandon Ruocang and boldly choose me."

Every sentence is an order.

Unfortunately, Ou Zhiming suddenly laughed and asked, "Is this your brainwashing method?"

Yin Lu looked surprised, before he could raise his hand to grab the pendant again, he was punched mercilessly on the cheek, his feet were unsteady and he fell hard, his body hit the ground with inertia, making a loud "boom" !

Ou Zhiming stood in the violent sea wind, staring dangerously at Yin Lu who was dizzy from the beating, like looking at a dead person.

His mouth was filled with the smell of salty iron rust from biting the tip of his tongue, and the warmth brought by the burning talisman on his waist made him extremely sober.

Ou Zhiming spat out a mouthful of blood, raised the back of his hand to wipe off the blood on the corner of his mouth.

so weak?

He was condescending, reached out and took off Yin Lu's hidden black rope necklace, and said with a cold voice:

"I can't beat Ruocang, and I can't beat you?"