I'm red after becoming an honorary underworld

Ning Zhi'an felt baffled, and really wanted to reply from the bottom of her heart, what, did you lose face by drinking yogurt and licking it?

But his courage has gone through a bang, and has fast forwarded to the stage of exhaustion.

Ning Zhi'an: Received.

White continued to send messages, but in a completely opposite tone from the past: Angry?

Ning Zhi'an sniffed something unusual, and tapped keenly on the screen: Ask, with whom did I burn the paper money for you?

The other party was calm and composed, but said without shame: Don't you know that I can read Xie Bi'an's chat records?

Looking at such an upright line of words, Ning Zhi'an was at a loss for words for a while, and didn't know how to evaluate it.

It seemed that Ning Zhi'an's reaction had been expected, and the other party replied politely: Don't worry, I won't read it.

Ning Zhian: Thank you.

Ji Shaoran didn't intend to stop there at all, and continued to blatantly use White's account to post: Add a contact information?

Ning Zhi'an was at a loss, feeling that Ji Shaoran's behavior was strange that he couldn't describe.Why do you want to add, is there a lack of likes in Yan Wangye's circle of friends?

Ning Zhi'an: No need!

Afraid of offending the other party, he typed out a line with a good reason: My tutor is strict, if my boyfriend finds out that I am dating another man... and the male ghost, he will have trouble with me!

Ji Shaoran: Good.

A simple "good" word, in Ning Zhi'an's eyes, has delicate features and looks very pleasing to the eye.

He put a mouthful of yogurt to his mouth with relief, and before he could swallow it, he saw the words the other party was typing at the top of the dialog box.

Ji Shaoran: See you in my dream.

???

The yogurt in Ning Zhian's mouth was tasteless.

Shouldn't things like Tuomeng have to be agreed by both parties? Why did it become Ji Shaoran's unilateral notice?

Meng was not influenced by reason, he was afraid that he would say something outrageous again, so he quickly sent a series of messages to the other party, his attitude changed from being very different to being extremely friendly.

"It's not necessary?!"

"??? Let's talk again!"

"My thoughts just now were too shallow, and now I regret it very much. I am very honored to add you on WeChat, and I look forward to your reply!"

"I voluntarily give likes to each of your circle of friends, and I will definitely support you immediately if you need to vote!"

"I wish you and your sister-in-law love forever! [Rose]"

It took a while for the other party to say slowly: Add me, your boyfriend won't be angry, right?

Ning Zhi'an looked furious, and really wanted to say to him, "Look, are you talking like a human being?" But after thinking about it, he really isn't a person.

He gritted his teeth and replied: My boyfriend will indeed be angry, so you...

Ji Shaoran: Okay, then let me pay attention.

How outrageous!

Ning Zhi'an added Ji Shaoran's WeChat, and after much thought, Ning Zhi'an arranged a reasonable position for this leader from the underworld.

Probably equivalent to the class teacher in school, and the immediate boss after work, no matter what the other party said, Ning Zhi'an would first reply with a polite smile, and then attach a hello that can't fault it.

Fortunately, the other party seemed to just add it at will, and didn't have much intention to make things difficult for him, so Ning Zhi'an gradually put this little episode behind him.

Three days later, he was invited to watch Uncle Zhou's Taijiquan competition. The next day of the competition happened to be the premiere of "Rising Clouds and Cranes". The crew's publicity keenly sensed the opportunity and bought a lot of media promotional drafts early on.

For any star, some people like it and some people hate it, not to mention Ning Zhi'an who is in the limelight.

A group of black fans who could not understand him made a big fuss about it.

[What about a show? 】

[It's so fake, he. 】

[Ning Zhi'an, stop pretending, I know you want to sleep. 】

[Laughing to death, don't collect money for hype and set up a character for yourself. 】

Before these comments had time to be liked in the front row, a video streamed from the scene slapped them in the face.

Ning Zhi'an sat very low-key in a corner of the auditorium, dressed very plainly, with a baseball cap covering most of her pretty face, only revealing a small part of her imaginative chin.

When announcing the result of the competition, Ning Zhi'an looked anxiously at the awards stand, because he clenched his fist too hard, his knuckles turned white.

For most young people, the result of a Tai Chi competition may not matter, but for a group of middle-aged and elderly people who put their energy and love into it, the result of the competition is very important.

They may not be professional and rigorous, but they are one of the few who truly love and persevere in guarding this traditional sport that can be well-deserved as the quintessence of the country.

The moment the champion was announced, Uncle Zhou's team erupted in excited cheers.

Ning Zhi'an immediately rushed to the audience, ignoring his gaffe, excitedly clapped hands with Uncle Zhou, and the two chatted incoherently:

"we won!"

"champion!"

"Sign some more names for me!"

"It's awesome!"

In the empty stadium, Ning Zhi'an and a group of elders and aunts hugged and congratulated one by one, because they couldn't suppress their joy, their entire faces were blushed.

Black fans may be able to speak hard, saying that Ning Zhian's joy is because of his excellent acting skills, but the familiarity and kindness that the uncles and aunts inadvertently revealed to him cannot be faked.

After another failure, a group of people deleted the comments in desperation, and even set up a discussion group in a fit of desperation to discuss why it was so difficult for Ning Zhi'an to find flaws.

After a heated discussion, many people decided to change their minds and become good people, leaving the rest half dead with anger.

On the way back, Ning Zhi'an still couldn't get enough of it, she lay next to Ji Zhaoran's ear and recalled the game vividly: "It's a pity that you didn't watch the game, it was so exciting and nervous, it made my heart jump out of fear."

Ji Zhaoran supported him with one hand, and sincerely echoed him: "It's a pity that you don't let me follow, and I don't have the chance to witness this wonderful game."

"Tickets are hard to come by!" Ning Zhi'an said in a proud tone, confident in his chest, "But next time I can use my network to let you go through the back door."

Tao Yuan couldn't listen anymore, and asked quietly, "May I ask if your network is Uncle Zhou or Aunt Wang in the park?"

Most of the spectators in the arena were invited for the excitement, except for Ning Zhi'an, there were only a few people who were really excited, so he really thought that this unprofessional Tai Chi competition would be hard to get a ticket for. !

"It's all," Ning Zhi'an said generously, "Sister, you can find me if you want to see it."

Tao Yuan: "..."

The trees on the side of the road are shadowy, and they keep retreating in sight.Ning Zhi'an was still excited, and turned around to play with Ji Zhaoran's knuckle fingers.

"Tai Chi is really my lucky sport, otherwise I wouldn't even be in the group!"

Tao Yuan said casually: "Then you can blow the wind around your pillow and ask Mr. Ji to set up a Tai Chi club for you."

Ning Zhi'an: "Haha!"

She just casually mentioned a joke, but Ji Zhaoran actually called and ordered his assistant to do it, even with great fanfare.

Tao Yuan listened intently, sighing at the world of the rich. "Isn't this just throwing money at the water and listening to it?"

Ning Zhi'an immediately sat up straight, and said solemnly: "Ji Zhaoran, don't be so stupid."

Being so luscious and dizzy made him look like a vixen instead of an honorary underworld man.

Ji Zhaoran raised his finger and made a 1 in front of him.

Ning Zhi'an is very sensitive to this number now, and it reminds him of the picture of himself being manipulated miserably: "What do you mean? Is it necessary to emphasize that you are 1? Are you proud? Being 1 has stupid privileges, right? "

"Damn it," Ji Zhaoran made him laugh so angrily, "Remember, you owe me a pillow breeze."

For this 1, Ning Zhi'an instantly misfired: "Then you just say it, why are you so mysterious, and you have to reflect on whether this kind of behavior is a bit suspected of forced buying and selling."

Ji Zhaoran doesn't want to talk to him now, so he takes out a pen and paper from the glove box, and puts his brother in front of him clearly.

"Give me the IOU now."

Ning Zhi'an's almond eyes widened: "It's unreasonable, be careful, I'll expose you on Weibo!"

Tao Yuan became nervous when she heard Weibo, and couldn't help interjecting, "By the way, write me a letter of guarantee?"

Ning Zhi'an:?

Tao Yuan: "The drama will be aired tomorrow. Zhou Weiyu can't say that it will be a hit if there is no accident. I'm afraid if you say that."

Unexpectedly, in just a short distance, he would be injured twice. Ning Zhi'an said with one enemy and two: "Tomorrow I will post the antithetical couplet at the door of the house again! Net; Horizontal comment: Everyone is happy!"

……

The next day, "Clouds and Cranes" premiered on both channels. The first episode broke the ratings record of the TV station in the past two years.

Ning Zhi'an's popularity before was purely based on her personality. Although she attracted a large number of fans, but the past few years were too vague, and there were not many scenes in all of her works.

Basically all the lines he appeared on the scene can be memorized by fans.

In "Clouds and Cranes", although he is only a supporting role, he is a very important character, not only has many shots, but also has a beautiful and delicate appearance.Between the male protagonist played by Ji Zhaoran and the dirty but bloodless struggle between Ning Zhi'an's adoptive father, it seems clean and pure, which is lovable.

The fans burst into ecstasy!

[Wooooow why is my baby so obedient, mother hugs! 】

[I hate this entertainment circle, it made me meet Ning Zhian so many years late! 】

[Bao, don't punch me, hit me! 】

[I also want to watch Ning Ning write articles, but also want to watch Ning Ning film a drama, I am in a dilemma, hugging left and right, what a greedy bad woman! 】

[I really didn't expect Ning Zhi'an's acting skills to be so remarkable. @沉罗泽, enough for you to learn for a lifetime! 】

In just two episodes, Ning Zhi'an's role in the play has already broken the circle, and has received rave reviews on various platforms.At the same time, the Underworld also rebroadcasted the show for the first time, and a group of ghosts were ecstatic, frantically swiping the screen on the Underworld forum.

【Da, can you take a film in the underworld after you die? 】

[Actor, your performance is not bad, I agree to this marriage on behalf of my whole family! 】

[I'm so pissed off, Da Da is so beautiful, why is our good man in the underworld so unbelievable! 】

[Unemployed little star, I allow you to stop changing tonight! 】

[I'm sorry for betraying me, I couldn't help but get drunk, I propose that the wedding should be held in the underworld! 】

[Da, if you break up with the film king, come to me anytime if you want to fall in love. This ghost is physically strong, sizeable, and has no bad habits. Contact information: 444xxx]

[Fuck, why is my phone number blocked? Who the hell is so wicked? ? ? 】

Ning Zhi'an switched back and forth between the Yin and Yang forums, and was extremely busy.The folk customs in the underworld are open, and when some explicit speeches are made, he will even quarrel with ghosts with a red face.

He coughed lightly, trying to transfer the yellow waste in his mind, and said out of words: "Ji Zhaoran, let's celebrate!"

"How do you want to celebrate?" Ji Zhaoran locked the phone screen and asked lazily.

It was raining outside the window, dark clouds rolled in the dark night, and gusts of wind slapped the window frantically from time to time.

Ning Zhi'an was eager to move, and suggested in a low voice: "Why don't you watch some exciting movies?"

Yangyang, who was learning to write, was shocked when he heard the words, and the pencil drew a horrifying line on the white paper.

……

Ji Zhaoran stared at the four ghost movies neatly arranged on the TV screen, his handsome face was surprisingly calm, obviously he had a certain immunity to Ning Zhian's seller-like description.

"You can talk so well, writing a book must be wonderful, right?" Ji Zhaoran asked knowingly.

"It's okay." Ning Zhi'an couldn't hear his teasing, and stared at the TV seriously, saying modestly: "That's it."

He had already done the preliminary investigation work, and he handily introduced the advantages and disadvantages of several ghost movies to Ji Zhaoran. He was also busy, and he didn't know where to find Coke and popcorn and put them on the coffee table.

Ji Zhaoran randomly chose the one that looked the least scary: "Just this one."

The living room was plunged into thick darkness, and the wind and rain were blowing outside the window. Ning Zhi'an and Ji Zhaoran sat side by side on the wool carpet, and he thoughtfully prepared a pillow for Ji Zhaoran in case of emergency.

"If you're scared, you can hold it."

"..."

"do not be shy."

"……it is good."

The long prelude passed, and the plot gradually unfolded. Accompanied by the weird dubbing, the lonely female ghost escaped from the furnace city after going through hardships, just to find her sweetheart in the world.

The furnace city was dark, and there were hideous and sinister ghosts all over the place. The female ghost wandered between life and death several times, and it was so terrifying that it made one's scalp numb.

Ji Zhaoran tilted his head, his dark pupils were thicker than the night outside the window, he stared at the person next to him in the dancing light——

The white light from the screen fell on Ning Zhi'an's face, making him seem to have lost some of his blood.Ning Zhi'an's facial expressions were extremely rich, mixed with fear, shock, and sympathy.

Sometimes he frowned, sometimes closed his eyes to escape, and didn't even notice that his own popcorn was mistaken for walnuts, and he sent it to his mouth in a daze.

It wasn't until the walnuts gritted their teeth that Ning Zhi'an regained consciousness as if waking up from a dream.

He turned his head subconsciously, and met Ji Zhaoran's inexplicable gaze.

"..." Ning Zhi settled down for a while, trying to say calmly: "This ghost acted so realistically."

Yang Yang was originally sitting on the back of the sofa with great interest, but after hearing Ning Zhi'an's words, she immediately put on an attitude that her father was really ashamed and ran to her room to play.

Ning Zhi'an: "..." Is he just ashamed of a child like this? ? ?

Ji Zhaoran was much more friendly, stroked his soft hair, and asked softly, "Are you scared?"

Ning Zhi'an nodded honestly, then immediately shook his head and repented: "I'm sweating for the female ghost, this evil ghost knows martial arts and spells, it's really helpless!"

Ji Zhaoran smiled, stuffed the popcorn into his hand, and said in a regretful tone: "It seems like it's too late to be afraid."

Ning Zhi'an didn't know it, put a handful of popcorn in his mouth, and said in a daze, "I've read the movie reviews, so it won't be scary anymore."

After the depressing plot passed, the female ghost finally found her sweetheart. She had all kinds of charms, but her sweetheart was dull and timid. After accidentally discovering that the house was haunted, she also found a lot of magic weapons to catch the dirt.

Ning Zhi'an was very immersed in watching the drama, he was no longer frightened, and turned his head to fight for the female ghost, so much so that he completely forgot his original intention.

He looked anxiously, and frowned his beautiful brows: "It's so tiring to fall in love with an idiot!"

"Not tired." Ji Zhaoran leaned on the sofa, sighed and gently supported his forehead: "He enjoys it."

"If you want me to say female ghost, you should dump the idiot and go live!"

"Who made him like it?"

Ning Zhi'an opened his mouth, and was about to refute, but when the words came to his mouth, he belatedly recalled his original intention, he wanted to promote yin and yang love!

"Ji Zhaoran, look at how kind this female ghost is. Everyone thinks it's a bad ghost, but in fact, she can't bear to trample on passing ants to death." Ning Zhi'an finally changed her words: "I wish her a happy marriage with the idiot lover. !"

"I wish him and the idiot a happy marriage." Ji Zhaoran nodded.

Ning Zhi'an didn't expect Ji Zhaoran to accept the plot of love between man and ghost so easily, he started reservedly: "Ji Zhaoran, do you think there is such a possibility, there are ghosts in our life, but we can't see them?" It's not enough."

Ji Zhaoran smiled: "Maybe." He asked softly, "If you suddenly knew that someone around you was actually a ghost, what would you do?"

Someone is a ghost?

Ning Zhi'an was almost dizzy, and felt that her dignity as the only honored person in the underworld was being challenged.How could a ghost pretend to be a human being in front of him? It was really ridiculous.

He said firmly: "Impossible."

If there is a ghost who can pretend to be a person in front of him without being discovered by him, how scheming it must be!

In order to show Ji Zhaoran his sense of security, Ning Zhi'an said very bravely: "If you really encounter such a person, I will protect you and beat him hard!"

Ji Zhaoran: "..."

Before going to bed, Ning Zhi'an received Ji Shaoran's message unexpectedly.

Ji Shaoran: You guessed right, he has misunderstanding and prejudice against my identity, what do you think should be done?

Ning Zhi'an, who is sober, treats Ji Shaoran with a respectful attitude, which is very different from the dream.

He noticed Ji Shaoran's use of words - him.

Ning Zhi'an: [Smiling] Hello, may I ask, are you gay too?

Ji Shaoran: Yes.

Ji Shaoran added: He trusts me very much, but he is also timid and afraid of ghosts. I am afraid that he will turn upside down if he finds out.

What's wrong with being afraid of ghosts?Is it wrong to be afraid of ghosts?

Ning Zhi'an thought so in his heart, but he still said nicely: "People who can be admired by you will definitely not do such a thing."

Ji Shaoran: Are you sure?

Ning Zhi'an: Of course!

Ji Shaoran: I took a screenshot.

???

Ning Zhi'an didn't understand the significance of his screenshots, did he have to settle accounts with him after his wife ran away?

Can you make some sense?

Ning Zhi'an: [Strong]