Top actor: kidnap a fox and go home to pet

When he arrived at the top floor of the apartment in the city center, when the elevator door opened, he saw Xiao Bao standing at the door, holding a bright red plastic basin filled with water and with the word "囍" in his hand. This was the most festive basin he specially chose in the supermarket.

There was a sprig of green pomelo leaves in the basin, and the props were very professional. Before Cheng Shu stepped into the door, Xiao Bao picked up the water-soaked grapefruit leaves and sprinkled them on top of Cheng Shu's head a dozen or so times.

Cheng Shu felt that his hair was already soaked, the water dripped down his shoulders, and his clothes were soaked. He said displeasedly, "You can pour it all on me."

Xiao Bao thinks this is a good idea: "Is it possible?"

If possible, Xiao Bao would really pour it all over him.

Cheng Shu raised his foot and kicked Xiaobao's calf, and the words came out from between his clenched lips: "What do you think? Do you want the bonus?!"

After being baptized with grapefruit leaves, Cheng Shu felt as if he had been purified... divine, the chest tightness that persisted in the morning was gone, and he felt comfortable physically and mentally.

Liu An was walking around in each room, and Xiao Bao whispered in Cheng Shu's ear, "Brother Cheng, what's going on? Could it be that someone from yesterday, that's why you—"

"Who? Did something happen yesterday?" Cheng Shu's eyes were dark, his thick and long eyelashes formed a shadow on his lower eyelid, and his dark pupils reflected the appearance of a small bag.

The last time Xiao Bao saw Cheng Shu's eyes was when he was playing a serial murderer dismembering his body. That scene was praised by the audience as one of the most nightmare scenes.

Xiaobao swallowed her saliva, shook her head in a rattle-drum style, and said against her conscience: "No...no, yesterday went well, no one, nothing happened."

Cheng Shu hummed in satisfaction, he moved to a new house, he was refreshed, and he tried to dial Hu Chong's phone, but the notification sound was that the phone had been turned off.

Well, no middleman was found.

The last two days of his rest schedule were spent watching movies at home. A group of friends took turns asking him to go out for parties and drinks, but he refused to go out. The small life at home was not to mention how peaceful it was.

On the day of the celebration banquet, Xiaobao came to pick Cheng Shu up to the hotel in the evening. Cheng Shu was wearing a simple black uniform. The big star was equipped with a peaked cap, sunglasses and a mask as standard, with a low-key look.

The participants were mainly senior executives of the film, the director, and several main actors having a private meal, so a few more drinks were indispensable in such a celebratory meal, especially the big winner Cheng Shu, everyone came to toast a glass of wine, plus those The executives, the director, and the producers were all drinking and having fun, and they all ordered high-strength baijiu. Cheng Shu himself was so happy that he could only walk out of the restaurant with Xiaobao's support.

Back in the nanny's car, before the car started, Cheng Shu tilted his head, his breath was full of alcohol, his eyes were blurred and he looked out the window. He was watching the passing traffic, and suddenly saw a person standing across the road. Looking straight at himself, the eyes of the two collided with each other impartially.

After getting drunk, his vision was blurred. Cheng Shu rubbed his eyes and looked again. He felt that the person was very familiar. Who did he look like?

His complexion is so white that it glows at night, his long hair is tied behind his head, and the fox eyes with upturned tails make it difficult to smile. Those eyes are the most iconic. When Cheng Shu saw those eyes, he immediately remembered who they were.

It was Jiang Younian, the undertaker who helped make up on the day of the Golden Crane Awards.

Cheng Shu woke up, his eyes lit up, and the tightness in his chest from two days ago came back again.

A violent wind blew through the street, and the dust was flying. Several bicycles on the side of the road were blown down, and some pedestrians were unable to stand still.

But Jiang Younian is still standing in place, his hair is tied back in an orderly manner, and the short-length hair sweeps around his cheeks. The weather is a bit cool at night. He is wearing a long black trench coat, with one hand in his pocket and the other Hanging by the side, the hem of the clothes was lifted by the cool wind.

The slender figure stands in a quiet corner of the road, as if he has nothing to do with this world, his eyes are fixed on the most shining star in this world.

The window of the nanny's car is a one-way mirror, so you can't see the inside from the outside, but why does the man seem to be able to see the inside through a layer of black glass.

Cheng Shu was so stared at by him that his heart was shaking. At that moment, he felt that Jiang Younian might not be human.

At this moment, a car passed by Jiang Younian, and within a second, the corner was empty.

Cheng Shu was dazed and looked again, but there was no one.

Dazzled?

The car had already started, and Xiao Bao was humming a song in a good mood. Cheng Shu held his chest, and the chest tightness was still there. He suspected that it was caused by drinking too much alcohol, and his heartbeat even accelerated. He asked with blurred eyes : "Xiao Bao, a ghost, no, under what circumstances does a "person" usually haunt another person? "

"Huh? You were stalked by someone? Did you find out that there was an illegitimate meal?" Xiaobao looked in the rearview mirror to see if there were any fans chasing the car.

"No, I'm a friend." Cheng Shu made a friend out of nothing.

"Hmm... There are many reasons." Xiaobao thought for a while: "For example, I love him too much, or hate him too much. If I pester someone else, it must be that person owes me money."

Cheng Shu thought that Jiang Younian was also his fan.

If it's love, Jiang said one year that he would watch his movies twice, so he's a big fan?

If it's hate, is it because love gives birth to hate?Black fan?

If it's money... yes, it's money, the [-] yuan reward hasn't been paid yet, Cheng Shu remembered, and the autograph photo hasn't been given, no wonder...

On the day of the awards ceremony, Jiang Younian did his best, stooped and knelt down in order to earn some extra money, but in the end he didn't receive any money or autographed photos, so it would be great if he didn't expose it online, okay?

The first thing Cheng Shu did when he got home was to find out the note with Jiang Younian's bank account number written on it. Before he sobered up, he logged into the mobile bank with unsightly eyes and transferred 5 yuan to the corresponding account. .

The money is already in place, and now there is nothing left to do until Hu Chong comes back to contact the Venerable Master and send out the autographed photo, then this matter can be settled.

At this time, Jiang Younian, who was reading at home, picked up his mobile phone to check the information, thinking that this month's salary had arrived in the account. When he saw clearly that there were five zeros after the number 5, he thought that some rich man transferred the wrong money. After the name, he laughed out loud.

This idiot, hit an extra 0.

Jiang Younian tapped his fingers on the table, the fox's eyes were fixed on the string of numbers, and the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, forming a charming smile.

I have to find a way to go back.

Because he drank anti-alcohol medicine before going to bed last night, Cheng Shu didn't have a big hangover reaction when he woke up in the morning, but he still felt a little dizzy and sleepy, and he was a little chilly, probably because he had a cold from the night wind.

Xiaobao brought up the hot porridge, and Cheng Shu looked unhappy: "Brother Cheng, I specially bought plain porridge, eat it while it's hot, we'll leave in an hour."

Cheng Shu sniffed, wanted to sneeze but couldn't, and said in a nasal voice, "Is there any cold medicine?"

"Yes, you have a cold?" Xiao Bao said, and he has already dug out a pile of medicines from his bag. His bag is like a treasure bag, it has all kinds of medicines, and he will keep some medicines if he doesn't need them.

"A little bit." Cheng Shu took two mouthfuls of porridge, felt more and more disgusted, pushed it away, took a cold medicine and swallowed it, and asked after finishing, "What time is the filming today?"

"It starts at one o'clock in the afternoon, and the interview will be in the evening. Let me tell you about the content of the interview..." Xiaobao continued to elaborate on the details of today's itinerary.

However, Cheng Shu was not in the mood to listen. He was not very uncomfortable, but he just couldn't do anything. When Xiaobao finished speaking, he let out an indifferent "Oh", and then sneezed three times in a row.

Xiao Bao pushed the tissue box to him: "Brother Cheng, are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital? Or should I tell Sister An Hao to choose another time for the shoot?"

"No need, it's just a cold, don't waste time, I can still complete the play with a high fever of [-] degrees." After speaking, he sneezed again.

Lately I seem to be having a bit of bad luck.

In fact, Cheng Shu didn't feel bad about himself. He didn't have a fever by the temperature test, and he was just a little dizzy. With his good physical fitness, he could recover in less than half a day.

After packing and going downstairs, Cheng Shu quickly jumped into the car, the speed was so fast that an afterimage was formed, Xiaobao was still packing the luggage in the back seat, he had already fastened his seat belt, covered his head with a blanket and fell asleep.

The nanny car was driving smoothly. At first, Cheng Shu's consciousness was about to fall asleep but not awake. Suddenly, his body seemed to be in the air, and he was stunned. His eyes widened, and he seemed to be awake, but in fact his mind was chaotic.

Xiao Bao, the co-pilot who was on the phone in a low voice, noticed the obvious movement in the back seat, and the driver also glanced at the back seat through the rearview mirror. Seeing that Cheng Shu was fine, they continued to do their work.

Cheng Shu took a deep breath and rubbed his fingers between his eyebrows.

For some reason recently, I always feel restless in my heart, my nerves are particularly sensitive, and I feel that something is wrong in my life but I can't tell.

Cheng Shu continued to sleep.

From the moment he left the house, Cheng Shu had only one thought—sleep, and he would recover from his illness.

As soon as he entered work, it was not obvious that he was unwell at all. The whole day of filming and interviews continued without frowning, and the work was completed earlier than expected.

In fact, more often he is more like a robot, a lively, professional and intelligent robot.

After finishing work, Cheng Shu got into the nanny's car, and his body, which had been tense all day, immediately went limp. He didn't even bother to move a finger, and he probably didn't have the energy to take a shower when he got home.

Forget it, go straight to sleep.

The driver started the car. In order not to disturb Cheng Shu's rest, he whispered to Xiao Bao next to him, "Teacher Cheng's face is paler than this morning. Do you want to go to the hospital instead?"

"I took his temperature just now. He didn't have a fever, and he didn't have a serious cold. Maybe it's because he was drunk too much last night. After all, he's 30 years old, and he's not as young as he was when he was younger." Xiaobao saw The people in the back seat were sleeping and their mouths were not blocked.

Cheng Shu, who seemed to be asleep in the back seat but kept awake, suddenly said, "Who is not young?"

packet:"!!"

The driver immediately sat upright, stepped on the accelerator and headed towards Cheng Shu's house.

Cheng Shu opened his eyes and rubbed his aching temples: "Is there any medicine left?"

Xiaobao turned to look at Cheng Shu: "Still eating?! Brother Cheng, you only ate once two hours ago. If you ate too much, your health will not be good. Why don't you go to the hospital?"

Maybe it was because of his illness, but Cheng Shu made a fuss unreasonably, and covered his head with a blanket: "No, just go home, I'll get some sleep and I'll be fine."

Xiaobao couldn't resist him, and the nanny car returned to the apartment downstairs. Cheng Shu was sleeping soundly, but his face became more and more ugly. Xiaobao shook him a few times before he reacted, but his consciousness was a little fuzzy, but he knew he wanted to go home.

Cheng Shu's head was so dizzy, as if he was not his own, he finally returned home with Xiaobao's support, and when he was about to go to bed, his eyes went dark, and he fell down.

"Brother Cheng!" Seeing Cheng Shu lying motionless on the ground, Xiaobao panicked and dragged him onto the bed with a lot of effort to cover him with a quilt.

Cheng Shu was so ill that he was unconscious, his face was blue, his lips were white, and he looked like he was about to die.

Xiaobao thought that the situation might be as he had imagined, so he didn't dare to send the person to the hospital. If something happened to Cheng Shu, as an assistant, he must be the first culprit.

He first called the private doctor, and then called Liu Anhao.

"Hey, Miss Anhao, something happened."

The private doctor came over soon, and he asked Xiaobao about Cheng Shu's symptoms and diet in the past few days.

Xiao Bao told the truth, but he concealed one thing, that is, the embalmer's make-up for Cheng Shu, even if he told it, no one would believe that it was related.

It was already past three o'clock in the morning when Liu Anhao arrived. Seeing that the pale Cheng Shu on the bed was unconscious, the doctor was taking his temperature and administering a drip on the back of his hand, she immediately asked Xiao Bao, "It's so serious? Will you not go to the hospital to see a doctor after being sick for a whole day? Wait until now to notify me, are you children? Do you want me to hold your hand to see a doctor?"

Xiaobao knew he was wrong, and lowered his head and said, "Sister Anhao, I persuaded Brother Cheng to go to the hospital many times today. You know his temper. He insisted on finishing the work. I couldn't help it. I passed out when I got home. Now The fever is gone, but there is one more important thing, let's go out and talk about..."

The two went to the next room, and Xiaobao closed the door, mysteriously.

Liu Anhao looked dignified, folded her hands on her chest, and waited overwhelmingly for Xiao Bao to say something surprising to her.

Xiaobao clasped his hands together and rubbed: "The thing is like this..."

3 minutes later--

Liu Anhao shouted in the room: "What!"

She paced back and forth with her hips on her hips, pointed at the small bag and scolded: "Cheng Shu is in a hurry, are you also ignorant? What's the difference between letting an embalmer do something on his face and walking into the coffin by yourself?

Simply put them into the furnace and cremate them!I can catch up with the auspicious day and lift up your still-hot ashes. That Hu Chong is really a scumbag, looking for some kind of messed up person. "

Liu Anhao has dialed Hu Chong's number at this moment, but the phone is still turned off.

"Mr. Jiang is quite professional, and he did his best to help until the end. Don't everyone say that Brother Cheng's appearance has risen several degrees..." Xiaobao whispered more and more.

Liu Anhao poked Xiaobao's forehead: "Will the word "bad guy" be written on the face of a bad guy?!"

Xiao Bao had nothing to say, Liu An panicked and came back to his senses. Next, he wanted to solve the problem: "Can I contact that Mr. Jiang?"

Xiao Bao shook his head: "There is only a string of bank card account numbers left."

"Give it to me, I'll ask my friend to check." Liu Anhao stretched out his hand to him.

"I gave it to Brother Cheng, I don't know where he put it..."

Liu Anhao immediately raised her outstretched hand, wanting to hit Xiaobao but didn't. She forced herself to suppress her anger and raised her left hand to look at her watch. It was past six in the morning, and the sky outside the window was pale. Made a Queen Mother-style wave: "Go and find the person, and if you find it, bring him to me. If he refuses to obey, use violence."

"Yes!" Xiao Bao answered with a vigour, before wilting within a second: "No address, no phone... Where can I find it?"

Liu Anhao raised the pillow at hand and greeted Xiao Bao's head: "There is only one funeral home in the whole city, where do you think you can find it?!"

Xiao Bao hurriedly ran out of the room, and before leaving, Liu Anhao explained again: "Be careful not to make any noise, and handle everything in a low-key manner."

After Xiaobao left, Liu Anhao made a phone call, her tone of voice was completely different from the ferocity just now, first she greeted gently: "Hey, good morning, Master Song... It's like this, recently a friend encountered some trouble , are you free to take a look now? Can it be? I will send a car to pick you up right now..."