little rebirth

The next morning, Lin Wenyuan couldn't go to school due to business, so he bought breakfast himself, and left feeling uneasy after watching Fu Zimo eat it.

Before leaving, he asked, "Don't go back to sleep again."

Fu Zimo responded, lowered his head and continued to drink his chicken porridge, thinking while eating, the chicken porridge in this shop is pretty good, the rice grains are sticky but not rotten, I must ask Lin Wenyuan where he bought it tomorrow.

When I got back to school, I was late as usual.Suddenly, a person stopped in front of Fu Zimo's car.

Fu Zimo lowered the car window, was a little dazed when he saw the person blocking the car, and then said nonchalantly, "Xu Zhishan."

The person who came had smooth black hair and a pair of terrifyingly black pupils. There was no expression on his face, but he naturally exuded a sense of ascetic beauty, tempting to commit crimes.It was Xu Zhishan.

Xu Zhishan frowned, but he didn't ask the question "How do you know my name?" He just handed over the bank card in his hand and said, "I don't need your money."

There is no need to check Fu Zimo to know that with Xu Zhishan's arrogance, the 30 must have been returned without a penny.

He didn't answer, "I don't need this little money." This is also true.

Xu Zhishan handed over the card, frowned and said, "I'm not short of money either."

Hearing this, Fu Zimo narrowed his eyes, "Xu Zhishan, don't play hypocritical things for me, I don't know if you need money, and neither do you. Why don't you go back and ask your mother?"

In his impression, Xu Zhishan had the most difficult time during this period. Originally learning art was expensive, and his mother was seriously ill recently, so he wished he could learn the technique of split body.For the precocious Xu Zhishan who is covered in armor and invulnerable, his mother is his only weakness.

Xu Zhishan looked at Fu Zimo quietly, his hand holding the bank card trembled, "Who are you?"

Fu Zimo chuckled, Xu Zhishan was still a little young at this time, if he had grown up, he would have dropped his bank card and left without looking back.So he put on a grandma wolf's tone and said, "Don't you want to cure your mother? Don't you want to have your own studio?"

Xu Zhishan is only a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old now, when he heard this, his breathing became slightly disordered.

"What do I need to pay?"

"It's very simple. I'll give you money to buy your future." Fu Zimo took out his checkbook and began to fill in the numbers, "Yunluo Clothing is my brother's shop, you can choose some designs and send them to go there."

He quickly filled out a check for 100 million, "You take this to open a studio."

Fu Zimo was not worried at all that Xu Zhishan would take the money and run away. If so, Xu Zhishan would not be the proud Xu Zhishan.

"Yunluo!?" Xu Zhishan's expression finally began to crack.In Huaguo, Yunluo's haute couture has almost represented the highest level in Huaguo, and Yunluo has become the dream palace of every fashion designer.

Naturally, Xu Zhishan was no exception. He was related to the female shopping guide at the Yunluo branch, but she begged for a long time before she agreed to put her debut novel in.And it's just for one day.

There was a moment of frustration in Fu Zimo's heart. His majestic young master of the Fu family can't compare to a small Yunluo?

Fu Zimo raised his eyebrows, "You go to Yunluo Headquarters to report by yourself, just give me my name."

"Fu Zimo, you must remember this name forever." Because we will be good friends for a lifetime.Fu Zimo smiled, handed him the check, and then drove in, leaving a little room for his friend.

Back in the classroom, Fu Zimo didn't listen to the class, so he took out the script he exchanged from Rosius last night to read because he was really bored.

The script is called "Hey, are you asleep?" ", is a dog blood idol drama dressed in a supernatural cloak.

This story is about a talented but underappreciated screenwriter who usually makes a living by writing scripts, so he also met Zhu Xiaoman, a popular actress in the entertainment industry. ...there is no story of success.

The story is very old-fashioned, the plot is bloody, the only bright spot is that a ghost came to the hero's house, and on the day of the Ghost Festival, this ghost stayed behind by mistake.

Liu Zhiheng and the ghost met for the first time in a dream.The ghost squatted in front of the bed and asked silently, "Hey, are you asleep?" When he didn't get a response, he fell into the hero's dream.

Liu Zhiheng knew that he was dreaming, so he was not afraid, and instead made friends with the ghost very friendly.

After waking up, Liu Zhiheng found that the ghost was still there, and he almost lost his breath in fright.

The ghost said a little wronged: "Didn't you say that I am your friend and can appear by your side at any time?"

Liu Zhiheng burst into tears, he was dreaming at that time, brother!In the dream, even if I became the emperor, it would be a fake!

Of course, in the end they became friends, and this is where the story begins.

Since then, the ghost has been silently helping Liu Zhiheng, encouraging him to find confidence, helping him to play tricks on the director who looks like a dog, secretly playing pranks with him, and even spending mana just to add atmosphere to Liu Zhiheng and Zhu Xiaoman's date.

……

If seeing this, Fu Zimo still thinks it's quite normal, at most, he thinks it's interesting, but the following plot... the more you watch it, the more wrong it becomes.

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It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and the ghost was finally discovered by the male number two who was born with yin and yang eyes.

The male No. [-] Ye is a big star who has liked the heroine for many years, and he is also the descendant of the family of ghost hunters. By chance, he discovered the existence of ghosts.However, he was moved by the ghost's sincere feelings for Liu Zhiheng. He made an exception and did not seal the ghost, but only warned the ghost not to use mana, otherwise the command spell he planted would make the ghost fly away.

Two days after the ghost disappeared, when he returned to Liu Zhiheng's house, Liu Zhiheng scolded him worriedly and angrily. Zhiheng is disappointed that the ghost has changed, and gradually distances himself from the ghost.

The ghosts gradually stopped appearing in front of them. They quietly watched the two separate and reunite, watched Zhu Xiaoman win the best actress, watched Zhu Xiaoman's scandals, watched Liu Zhiheng gradually become famous, watched Liu Zhiheng treat Zhu Xiaoman Proposal.

Liu Zhiheng seems to have forgotten the existence of ghosts.

The ghost has to admit that the emotionless self seems to be a little, a little bit sad.

Days like this passed day by day, until that day, Liu Zhiheng's car was tampered with, and it lost control and was about to hit the fence. Liu Zhiheng begged the ghost to save Zhu Xiaoman.

"I must save you!" The ghost finally used his mana this time, but when the fire of the Command Spell was burning, the ghost with hollow pupils actually became emotional.

"It hurts..." My whole body hurts, and my heart... also hurts.

Too bad no one heard it.

Zhu Xiaoman was not rescued, and Liu Zhiheng fell into a deep coma.

After all, a ghost is just a little ghost, he is not omnipotent.

The half-disappeared ghost floated in front of Liu Zhiheng's bed, his eyes filled with tears, and a few tears slowly flowed down Liu Zhiheng's face.

It was the last thing he could do for him.

"Hey, are you asleep?" the ghost asked him crying.

Liu Zhiheng, who was in a coma, seemed to hear his call, his eyelids moved, and he struggled to open his eyes. The first picture he saw showed the ghost dissipating in front of him like a cloud of smoke, and his mouth squirmed and said something he didn't hear.

Liu Zhiheng panicked and told him intuitively that he would never hear the words that he hadn't heard in time.

"Hey, stop playing, come out." Liu Zhiheng called the ghost as usual.

The ward was empty and quiet, and there was no one there except him.

Liu Zhiheng was stunned.

At this time, the doctor came in and saw Liu Zhiheng woke up, and said happily, "I can't believe you woke up."

"Where's Xiaoman?" He asked subconsciously.

"I'm sorry, we did our best." The doctor replied, "It's a miracle that one of you survived such a strong impact!"

"Woo..." Some enlightenment appeared in his heart, Liu Zhiheng covered his eyes with his hands, tears flowed from the gap, whimpering softly like a wounded little animal.

The doctor exited the room knowingly, and then closed the door for Liu Zhiheng.

Liu Zhiheng wept numbly and uncontrollably, but he couldn't even tell who he was crying for.

The tequila on the window sill shook slightly, as if saying a final farewell to someone.

The story is not over yet.

After a long, long time, Liu Zhiheng has gradually retired from the entertainment circle.

On a peaceful night, he fell asleep quickly under the effect of sleeping pills. Before going to bed, he habitually laughed at himself that he was still not used to a night without ghosts.

It was autumn now, and the night wind was very cool. The plate of tequila brought back from the hospital shook slightly, and the quilt kicked off by Liu Zhiheng was thrown back on his body out of thin air.

End.

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After reading the full text, Fu Zimo raised his eyebrows with a half-smile, "Oh, same-sex themes?"

Rohus remained expressionless: "Yes, this is obvious, a stupid host."

Fu Zimo laughed angrily: "Rohus, what will happen if I beat you up?"

Rosius said with a blank expression, "Sorry, the host's current level is too low, and he doesn't have this permission."

A cross stretched out on Fu Zimo's head.

#树洞: My intelligence why are you so hung up. #

Fu Zimo reached into the drawer to cover up and took out the script, and handed them to Ling Yuan and Zhou Chang respectively, and Pan Kai, Fu Zimo thought he would not be interested in acting.

"You play the leading role."

Ling Yuan raised his eyebrows, smiling noncommittally.