I'm red after becoming an honorary underworld

The female ghost in red was angry, blood and tears slowly flowed from the corners of her eyes, and she floated slowly to the bathroom, ready to punish this ignorant author of the update.

She recalled the ghost movies she had seen before, with a smile on her lips, and slowly approached the bathroom door. In order to create a gloomy effect, she cut off the electricity in the room.

Ning Zhi'an was brushing her teeth when she suddenly felt that it was pitch black outside.

The electric toothbrush hummed softly, and Ning Zhi'an's heart skipped a beat, and the feeling of a chill on the back at night in the crew returned.

Under nervousness, Ning Zhi'an even swallowed a small mouthful of toothpaste foam.

"Ahem!" Ning Zhi'an choked, and the small bathroom was filled with the sound of his violent coughing.

The red-clothed female ghost's heart tightened.

Originally, all thoughts of scaring the little star faded away, and his mind was full of how he coughed so badly?

Do you have a cold?

Da Da coughs so badly, how to write a wonderful plot?

In such a dry weather, that stupid assistant didn't know how to prepare some pear water for the little star, he was so mad!

The female ghost in red waved her hand, and the lights in the room were turned on again by herself. She slowly floated backwards, passed through the glass window, and slowly disappeared under the night.

Ning Zhi'an coughed, his heart was beating wildly, he pinched his fingertips fiercely, and mustered up the courage to open the door...

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The room suddenly became bright again, clean and tidy, calm and clear, and the voice of conversation from the corridor could be vaguely heard, which made people feel at ease.

Ning Zhi'an called the front desk suspiciously. "Hi, did the power go out just now?"

The front desk seemed a little confused, and it took two seconds to reply to him: "I'm sorry, Mr. Ning, we haven't received any complaints about similar problems, maybe the card slot is a bit old, you see, let the staff come over to check it for you tomorrow May I?"

"Okay." Ning Zhian hung up the phone.

He was very tired today, and he fell asleep after lying on the bed for a while, but because of what happened today, he felt a little insecure, so he didn't turn off the lights when he went to sleep.

……

In the early morning, just after dawn, Xiao Zhou swiped his card to enter Ning Zhi'an's room.

When Xiao Zhou came in, Ning Zhi'an was nestled under the blanket, only showing half of his face, lazily playing with his mobile phone.

He carried the bought breakfast, put it on the table familiarly, turned around and said to Ning Zhi'an: "Brother Ning, get up and have some breakfast."

Ning Zhi'an has gotten used to the work and rest of the crew in the past few days, so he took the initiative to go to the bathroom to clean up without staying in bed.

When he came out, Xiao Zhou was serving breakfast. Ning Zhi'an likes to eat sweet, so he usually drinks sweet soy milk for breakfast. Today, in addition to the usual soy milk, there is also a cup of warm pear soup.

The weather here was dry, and sometimes his voice became hoarse after several scenes were filmed consecutively. Ning Zhi'an drank a big mouthful of pear soup, and the sweet and warm taste made him feel comfortable from his throat to his stomach.

Ning Zhi'an couldn't help feeling that Xiao Zhou's heart was getting more and more careful. He bent his eyes, and there were tiny stars shining in his eyes, and praised generously: "This pear soup is really delicious!"

Xiao Zhou touched his head suspiciously. The pear soup was placed on the porch cabinet when he came here just now. He saw it was still warm, so he took it in.

Could it be that Brother Ning ordered it himself and delivered it early in the morning?

But it seems that Brother Ning likes to drink very much, Xiao Zhou silently wrote it down in his heart.

Neither of them noticed that the corners of the cobalt blue floor-to-ceiling curtains wrinkled violently because of Ning Zhian's words, as if they were being grabbed by someone under the excitement.

Ning Zhi'an didn't have many plays today, but there was one in the morning, so he went to the set early.

In the meeting room of the film crew, the producer Xu You walked out after talking with another distinguished man, leaving only Zhou Weiyu and the assistant director Liu Manjiang inside.

It's not uncommon for actors with funds to ask for additional plays, which has long been common in the crew. After all, Jiang Yang is only the fourth male, and adding plays will not cause any trouble.

But Zhou Weiyu is not willing to get used to these.

Liu Manjiang persuaded Zhou Weiyu: "If he wants to add a play, you can let him add it, and use the money he brought in to make the conditions of the crew better. What's wrong? Anyway, the right to edit the film is not in your hands."

Zhou Weiyu took a puff of cigarette: "I'm just annoying, there are so many things to do in a movie."

Liu Manjiang continued: "You let him do what he wants. What is unclear to the audience now? The discussion is already in front of you, why don't you want it? No matter how good your drama is, you also need topicality, right?"

Zhou Weiyu looked up at him: "What do you mean?"

Liu Manjiang was silent, squinting at Jiang Yang's back.

After a while, he shrugged and said, "I didn't say anything."

……

Ning Zhi'an was wearing a coat, sitting on a folding chair, facing the scene with the popular Xiaohua Shen Ye, who played the role of the second female lead, when she suddenly heard movement from the director's room.

The two looked sideways at the same time, and saw a tall man coming out of the director's room with Jiang Yang, and the producer Xu Youzheng was talking to them with a smile.

When passing by Ning Zhi'an, that man seemed to glance at them intentionally or unintentionally.

But Jiang Yang didn't seem to expect that Ning Zhi'an came to the set so early. After seeing Ning Zhi'an, his complexion suddenly became very bad, and he deliberately blocked the man's sight.

Ning Zhi'an was a little puzzled, always felt that the man looked familiar, but couldn't remember where he saw it, and felt that Jiang Yang's attitude was also weird.

But Jiang Yang has always been quite hostile to him, Ning Zhi'an was slightly puzzled, and didn't think about it any more.

After the two walked away, Shen Ye quietly said to Ning Zhi'an: "I heard that he is Jiang Yang's benefactor, the boss of Ruiyi Group."

It is not a secret that someone behind Jiang Yang is in the circle. Shen Ye has heard about it for a long time, and it is the first time seeing him today, but it is a bit unexpected.

She always thought that the people who looked at Jiang Yang were some nouveau riche, but she didn't expect this man to be very young.

Shen Ye couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "I don't know why this man likes Jiang Yang?"

Ning Zhi'an suddenly felt that he didn't look familiar with that person again.

He has never heard of this group, so how could he have seen this person?

Ning Zhi'an took another look at the direction Jiang Yang and the others left, and then shook his head at Shen Ye in doubt.

Ning Zhi'an got off the show very early today, and returned to the hotel after five o'clock.

With nothing else to do, Ning Zhi'an turned on the computer and continued to save the manuscript.

Although he still can't log on to that website for the time being, he doesn't want to give up that article and those readers.

The room was quiet, only the rhythmic sound of Ning Zhi'an typing on the keyboard was left. He was wearing gold-rimmed anti-blue light glasses, and his pretty face the size of a palm seemed to be smaller.

Outside the window, the dark night slowly fell, Ning Zhian had been typing for two hours before he knew it, he took a sip of the pear soup on the table, and stretched lazily.

On the bay window, the female ghost in red was sitting cross-legged, fascinatedly watching the contents of Ning Zhi'an's screen, her eyes were shining.

She will never urge a big update again.

Is it so hard to not be happy just watching the fresh plot written word by word?

While grinning happily, the female ghost in red slammed the long nails on the back of her hand out of the window.

Ning Zhi'an's room was on the fifth floor, by the window, but there was a little girl with braids trying to squeeze into the room.

But she was always blocked back lightly by the hateful female ghost in red.

The little girl was furious, but she couldn't beat the female ghost in red, so she could only bounce around outside the window, baring her teeth fiercely, showing her sharp teeth.

The female ghost in red looked at her and smiled contemptuously.

I don’t even know that the pear soup is ready, so I am embarrassed to come in and watch the code words of the live broadcast?