Four male gods forced me to transform [Entertainment]

The itinerary consists of two days, one day to visit the winery and wine cellar, one day to participate in the wine festival, accompanied by Yin Jun.

Time is tight, but Yin Jun's mood is visibly good, probably because Chi Ling left country B the day after the salon ended, and went to a tourist attraction in country C to continue their trip to the wine festival.

"The red wine festival is not limited to us here. Now it is the harvest season, and the carnival will last for a whole month, and the customs in different places are different, which is very interesting. If you are free, I can also take you to play around, It's a pity that I can't help myself because of work, unlike them who have money and leisure, and they can socialize while sightseeing, which is really pleasant." Yin Jun envies and disdains, "That guy Li Mi used to come to join in the fun every year, I thought He won't come this year, or bring you with him, but he doesn't come by himself, but let you come alone, I really didn't expect it."

"He's too busy and doesn't have time." Bu Li prevaricated.

"How busy are you? It's important to be with you?" Yin Jun teased.

Bu Li laughed, really not in the mood to talk about this.

He was angry, angry with Li Mi.

Bu Li doesn't think there's anything wrong with Li Mi minding his relationship with Chi Ling. If it were him, he probably wouldn't be able to bear it for a day.

Li Mi has endured it for so long, and he has enough respect for him. Whether he is angry or outburst, Bu Li feels that he can accept it.

He was annoyed that Li Mi Mingming could say it, but he chose not to say it. Instead, he carefully planned a chance encounter, deliberately letting him see Chi Ling and that woman together.

Bu Li didn't want to get to the bottom of why Chi Ling got together with that woman again, it was nothing more than an adult's choice, he would say it himself.

He just knew he didn't like it.

It's like talking bad about someone behind their back, even if that person is really bad, he doesn't like it, very much.

But Chi Ling was involved, so he couldn't take the initiative to mention it, so he could only pretend that he didn't see anything, and was sullen all by himself.

That night, Bu Li returned to the hotel after his visit and received a message from Chi Ling.

[I watched your live broadcast and knew that you are in country B, which is very close to my place. Unfortunately, I am too busy and have many things to deal with before the game. It is a pity that I cannot come over to meet you. ]

[I am also very busy, I will leave the day after tomorrow, next time. ]

After Bu Li returned the message, he threw away the phone.

There are many lies.

Bu Li hates lying, and hates others lying to him.

But now even he himself is lying, and he is no longer qualified to accuse others.

The work was over quickly and the response was as good as ever.

Yin Jun conceded to Buli to stay for a few more days, originally it was just a polite way, thinking that Buli would not stay longer if he was in a hurry to go back to see Li Mi, but he did not expect Buli to agree.

Bu Li really wanted to relax, so he gave the team a vacation, so that Yin Jun didn't have to accompany him, and even the tour guide recommended by Yin Jun refused, planning to go for a casual stroll alone.

The night before he planned to go for a casual stroll, Bu Li received a call with a familiar number.

"Hey, is it Bu Li? I know you are very popular in China, and I have the evidence of your relationship. If you don't obey me, I will expose you!" It was a man's voice, a little weird, like pinching The nose is talking.

Bu Li was stunned for a moment, and quickly remembered where he had seen this number before, so he pretended to be nervous and asked, "Who are you? What do you want to do? What are your plans?"

"I'm going to kidnap you!" The man said fiercely.

Bu Li smiled, "Then I'm really scared, Director Fang."

"Ah, you know..." Fang You was disappointed and angry, "Yin Jun must have told you, right? I told him not to tell you, but he still betrayed me!"

"It's him." Bu Li admitted, with a wider smile, "He gave me your phone number, but I should actually..."

Bu Li hadn't finished being polite, and was interrupted by Fang You, "That won't work, I want to make friends with you, how can I let you call me on my own initiative?"

"Uh... yeah." Bu Li scratched his cheek.

"Yes!" Fang You insisted, and returned to the topic just now, "I want to make friends with you, and I want to kidnap you, both are true. I want to kidnap you and come to my house as a guest, do you want to?"

"Okay." Bu Li said happily.

Fang You was stunned, "You just...agreed? Are you afraid that I will kidnap you?"

"Fang Dao, you are so famous in Country B, you won't tear up my ticket?" Bu Li asked back.

"Hahahahaha..." Fang You laughed loudly, and made an appointment with Bu Li, and tomorrow he will drive to pick him up and go to his house as a guest.

Fang You did call Yin Jun, asking him to recommend Bu Li, and asked Yin Jun for Bu Li's contact information, but before that, Bu Li already knew who Fang You was.

The divination game in the garden gave Bu Li a deep impression, and on the way back he asked Yin Jun who that person was.

Yin Jun told Buli that the man's name is Fang You, and he is the youngest gold award-winning director in the film history of country B. He is very famous in the film circle of country B. His hometown is Nanshi. He graduated from the director department of Jinnan Drama Academy, so he can be regarded as Buli. Senior.

Bu Li was very surprised, because in his memory, Fang You was already dead, in a car accident.

Although he graduated from the Department of Acting, Bu Li's studies have always been sloppy, and he has no impression of Fang You, a proud Southern opera star who has left a name in the world's film history. If the school hadn't held a memorial service for Fang You in his freshman year, he might not even remember what Fang You looked like.

Bu Li checked Fang You's information on the Internet, it was roughly the same as the previous life, and his achievements were even more impressive than the previous life.

If the teachers and classmates who shed tears for the premature death of the genius at the memorial service could see Fang You now, they should feel a little comforted. Bu Li thought so and was also happy for Fang You.

Although Bu Li now has a name in the entertainment industry, in Bu Li's eyes, Fang You is still a child of someone else's family, unattainable.

Artists have always had their own pride, especially film directors. It stands to reason that they would not think too much of their traffic, which has nothing but fans. This point, Bu Li is very self-aware.

If the encounter in the salon was accidental, it would be a little too enthusiastic to invite a stranger to your home.Bu Li didn't quite understand the reason why Fang You took the initiative to hook up, and when he saw Fang You, he asked the same question.

"Because you're cute." Fang You held his chin, "You also graduated from Nanxi Opera, right?"

"Yes!" Bu Li nodded, a little embarrassed, "It's just that my grades are not very good, but I have worked hard... You invited me to be a guest, do you want me to make a movie?"

"Looking for traffic to make a movie? Do you think my reputation will collapse?" Fang You had a frightened expression on his face.

"This... I... I'm sorry, I was thinking too much..." Bu Li blushed for his innocence.

"Hahaha, just kidding, just kidding! I'm sorry, I don't know why I wanted to tease you so much when I saw you." Fang You apologized to Bu Li, and then confessed: "You guessed right, I have a notebook I want to shoot recently. I I have been following you for a long time, and there is a character in this book that is very suitable for you. I just saw the news of you coming to country B on the Internet, and I want to make friends with you and get to know you. I know you graduated from the Department of Acting, but what about a major? Life may not meet my requirements, so before that, I would like to give you a small test, would you like to? Of course, if you are not interested in making movies, then pretend I didn’t say it and just make friends, don’t you? Will you refuse?"

"Test? Could it be a Tarot card?" He walked away quickly.

"Eh? No." Fang You tapped his chin, "You like to play that, so do I. By the way, I was interrupted in the garden last time, and it's not over yet. It's time for dinner, let's play for a while, Let’s talk about other things after dinner. I’ll get the cards, you wait.”

After Fang You finished speaking, he stood up and hurried upstairs without waiting for Bu Li to answer.

As a guest who was left in the living room by the master talking to himself, Bu Li was extremely helpless, but not too surprised.

Fang You is very thin, very white, handsome, well-dressed, elegant in conversation, with a bookish air, it can be seen that he has a good background, the family education must be good, and at the same time, he has a kind of ignorance of the world. Unconstrained and unconstrained, with a strong personality, yet polite, he is exactly what Bu Li imagined a famous director would look like.

After all, even a man disguised as a woman and went to the salon to play tricks on people. It's not strange at all to leave as soon as he thinks about it, and leave in the middle of the sentence.

Fang You quickly got down with the cards, pulled Bu Li to continue his divination game, and even put on the cloak, which was enough to enter the drama.

The weather is not so good, it is overcast, and the rain will not fall.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Bu Li felt that when Fang You pressed the crystal ball and said that he wanted to inject divination energy into the Tarot cards, the temperature in the living room suddenly dropped by one degree, and it was inexplicably a bit freezing.

Bu Li caressed his arm, moved his gaze to the Tarot cards, flipped through them casually, but couldn't find the card he was looking for.

"Hey, are there no fools here?"

"Isn't the fool with you?"

"Is this the same as that one?"

"Yes, I only have this deck."

"Then can you do divination if you don't have one?"

"Well... Actually, I don't know hahaha!" Fang You laughed.

Step away from the black line.

"This is not my house. It was lent to me by a friend of mine." Fang You continued, "I found this deck of cards in his study. When I was playing with this thing, I asked him where it came from, but he said it wasn’t his, and he didn’t know who it was. I think it was left by the previous owner. I thought it was pretty and delicate, so I brought it myself Played. There are many children around here, and they also like to come to my place to play. Tarot cards are very popular among children."

It turns out that you treat me like a child. Bu Li understands that Fang You is not a fan of divination at all, so he just treats Tarot cards as toys to amuse children, and all the previous unreliability has been explained.

"Who are you going to divination for this time?" Fang You asked.

Bu Li thought for a while, "Just me."

Fang You picked out three cards and lined them up, "Then please choose one."

I remember that there were four cards last time, but this time there are only three cards. Could it be that I took the Fool card by myself, so I have to subtract one card?

But since it's a game, Bu Li didn't pay much attention to it, he just picked one and was about to open it...

Rumbling--

The muffled thunder came from far to near, accompanied by the sound of crackling lightning resounding all around.

In an instant, the rain poured down.

The living room suddenly darkened, like a power outage, and it was foggy.

The strong wind blew the curtains rattling, the servants came out of the room and were busy closing the doors and windows, and some went to the flower garden against the heavy rain. It seemed that no one was prepared for the heavy rain that would come so fast.

Bu Li's hand on the Tarot card paused, not because he was afraid of thunder, but because he seemed to hear a strange shout amidst the busy footsteps of the servants.

It sounded like a cat meowing, a woman crying, and pounding on the wall. It was faint and intermittent, and it sounded in the old house, which was inexplicably scary.

Bu Li bit his lip and glanced cautiously at Fang You, "Is there... is there any sound? Did you hear it?"

Fang You was still wearing a cloak, and was buried under the hood, unable to see his expression clearly.

Bu Li stared at Fang You, Fang You remained motionless, as if frozen, because of blurred vision, the outline of the whole person was blurred, as if he would blend into the dark background at any time.

Just when Bu Li was about to say something to dispel the weird atmosphere, Fang You slowly got down on the ground, and blew lightly on Bu Li, "Female ghost~"

Alas--! ! !

Bu Li jumped up in fright again.

Fang You was silent for a while, then suddenly burst into laughter.

"Why, why are you so timid, hahaha... I'm really, really teased to death by you hahaha..." Fang You laughed out of shape, and even tears flowed out. Wiping the tears, he got up and opened the The lamp in the living room, when he returned to the table, he had calmed down, took off his cloak, and said to Bu Li solemnly: "It's my sister, Fang Yun, she has severe depression and schizophrenia, and she will get sick at this time every day .sorry for scaring you."

"No, no, I'm sorry." Bu Li lowered his head and bowed sincerely, "I'm sorry! I lost my composure."

"It's okay, I'm used to it." Fang You shrugged, pulled Buli to sit down, and comforted Buli not to care.

The screams grew louder.

"Don't you really need to go up and have a look?" Bu Li was embarrassed.

"It's okay, there are nurses and doctors here, even if I go there, I won't be of much help." Fang You knocked on the table, drawing back Bu Li's attention, "Let's continue."

Bu Li rubbed his eyes, always felt that Fang You, who was too calm in front of him, was more creepy than the screams upstairs.

He swallowed, turned over the cards, a skeleton riding a white horse, wearing armor, holding a banner, indifferently stepped on the dead king on the ground.

——No.13, God of Death.

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