I'm red after becoming an honorary underworld

The filming process of the crew is progressing rapidly, and before they know it, it is almost finished.

At the same time, Feng Xun's birthday banquet is approaching.

Because of the previous accidental loss of soul, the old man still has some lingering fears, and this birthday banquet is held very solemnly.It just so happened that his home was not too far from the crew of "Rising Clouds and Cranes", and he felt that he was destined to be with the crew, so he invited many actors from the crew.

Don't want gifts either, I just like the vigor of young people.

These days, Ning Zhi'an secretly asked Zhou Weiyu whether Feng Xun had enshrined a portrait of the unemployed starlet, so that he could be mentally prepared.

In the end, Zhou Weiyu didn't know how to understand it, and even thought that Ning Zhi'an also wanted to confess to that very popular star in the underworld, so he dragged Ning Zhi'an to talk earnestly for a long time.

"That unemployed little star can be so popular in the underworld, there must be something special about him. But Xiao Ning, don't worry, just film well. Sooner or later, you will be as popular as that little star in the underworld half the sky."

Ning Zhi'an didn't understand at the time, and pointed to himself: "Am I as hot as that unemployed little star in the underworld?"

is this necessary! ?

Zhou Weiyu nodded: "Yes, you have been asking for so long, don't you also want to enshrine that unemployed little star?"

"The star was kind to Mr. Feng for saving his life, so Mr. Feng confessed, just for peace of mind. But you don't know what the entertainment circle in the underworld is like, and you don't know the character of that star. Instead of following Feng If you keep enshrining that little star, you might as well pay your respects to Master Bai Wuchang."

Zhou Weiyu's eyes carried the wisdom of the elders: "The character of Mr. Bai Wuchang is obvious to all of us!"

Ning Zhi'an is convinced, the character of the unemployed starlet, no matter what, is much better than Bai Wuchang! ?

Angrily, he defended himself: "You don't know that unemployed little star, how can you criticize his character so arbitrarily?"

Zhou Weiyu asked back: "Have you seen it?"

Ning Zhian was speechless.

So speechless!

He just wanted to prepare himself a little bit, why should he be trampled on! ?

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the crew called it a day.

After removing makeup and hair, Ning Zhi'an and Xiao Zhou boarded the commercial vehicle heading for Feng Xun's birthday banquet.

Ning Zhi'an was sleepy as soon as he got in the car, his head was leaning against the window, he was already drowsy, and the sound of the radio in the car hypnotized him, and he almost couldn't lift his eyelids.

A serious male voice suddenly came from the radio: "Recently, hospitals in our city have received a large number of patients with blood diseases, and blood banks in many hospitals are in urgent need. At present, the stocks of type A, type B, type O, and AB blood have fallen below the warning line. The blood bank calls on healthy and caring people of the right age in the city to take active actions and donate blood by rolling up their sleeves. Donating blood is saving lives, and salute to blood donors!"

"At the same time, there have been frequent robbery cases targeting solo citizens in our city recently. We hereby remind citizens to pay attention to safety when traveling at night."

The combination of the two pieces of news is depressing for no reason.

Shen Ye sat in the front row, muttering softly: "Why are there so many bad things lately? It's robbery and the blood bank is in emergency. Hey, it's almost Chinese New Year, get well soon!"

Hearing this, Ning Zhi'an lost sleepiness, his lips were drawn into a straight line, and he instantly got in touch with the key points of these two pieces of news.

If he guessed correctly, the focus of the second piece of news should be to make citizens pay attention to travel safety.Robbery is just a cover, because it cannot be said that vampires are frequent crimes.

Ning Zhi'an suddenly thought of White who had been busy running around recently.

Vampires are not like ghosts and gods in traditional Chinese culture. They have flesh and blood, and they look like ordinary foreign friends.

Most people will not fortify them, so it is very easy to confuse others.

They are not ghosts, they are not oppressed by ghosts in the underworld, they are very fluid when walking in the underworld, it is difficult to control, and there are not a few of them.White has caught waves after waves recently, and he has been troubled by this matter.

Shen Ye sat in the front row, turned around and asked Ning Zhi'an: "I want to donate blood after the filming, do you want to come together?"

Ning Zhi'an was thinking about donating blood, and nodded without hesitation: "Okay, then let's go together."

Xiao Zhou also raised his hand: "I want to go too."

Ning Zhi'an's eyes were dark and clear, and his expression was extremely serious: "Donating blood is a good thing, let's ask our colleagues in the film crew if they want to be together!"

Shen Ye also agreed: "Yes! You are very popular, you can ask!"

Thinking of Ning Zhian's naive and straightforward style of painting when chatting, Shen Ye couldn't help reminding: "Talk more about the benefits of donating blood."

Ning Zhian unlocked the screen, nodded confidently: "Don't worry!"

The crew...Ning Zhi'an was the first to think of Ji Zhaoran.

Ji Zhaoran and Zhou Weiyu were delayed by something on the set, and the departure time was later than them, but it is estimated that they are already on the way now.

As a well-known netherworld author, Ning Zhi'an's words are full of aura, and he said to Ji Zhaoran in a strict manner:

[My mother will be useful when I was born: Mr. Ji, do you want to do a great thing, although it will make you feel a little tired, but it will make you happy and satisfied from the bottom of your heart. 】

Ji Zhaoran slowly replied to Ning Zhi'an with a series of question marks: 【? ? ? 】

Ning Zhi'an added seriously: 【And it's a very meaningful event. Currently, I, Shen Ye, and Xiao Zhou are involved. 】

Ji Zhaoran: [Can you tell me from beginning to end? 】

Ning Zhi'an listened to Ji Zhaoran's words very much: [Did you see the recent news about ischemia in the hospital's blood bank? Shen Ye and I are going to donate blood after we wrap up. We all think it's a great thing, so I want to ask the crew Colleagues, do you want to be together? 】

Ji Zhaoran grasped the key point: [You also invited others like this? 】

Ning Zhi'an said the truth: [No, I thought of you first. 】

Ji Zhaoran said concisely: [I'll go. 】

Immediately afterwards, Ji Zhaoran said: [Don't ask others, I will ask you. 】

Ning Zhi'an may need to ask one by one in private, Ji Zhaoran's identity is here, but there is no need to worry about it.

Not long after, Ji Zhaoran, who had never spoken before, suddenly spoke in the crowd of hundreds of people including the director, actors and staff of "Rising Clouds and Cranes".

[J: The production team completed the team building, organized a collective blood donation, and replied 1. 】

The group was quiet for a long time, and was stunned by this team building method.The completion of the team building of other film crews is a greeting from big fish and big meat. Why did Ji Zhaoran do the opposite and make people bleed? ? ?

It wasn't until Zhou Weiyu spoke first that everyone followed suit.

[Chief Director Zhou Weiyu: Huh?Don’t lie to me when I’m young, is this team building? 】

[Assistant Director Liu Manjiang: Huh?Don’t lie to me when I’m young, is this team building? 】

[Lighting engineer Da Li: Huh?Don’t lie to me when I’m young, is this team building? 】

Ji Zhaoran smiled and added slowly.

[J: There is a big red envelope. 】

[Zhou Weiyu: 111111, @J Thank you, Mr. Ji! 】

[Prop Team Wenwen: 111111, @J Thank you, Mr. Ji! 】

Ning Zhi'an looked at the news in the group that passed quickly, and saw them teasing Ji Zhaoran, and found it very interesting, and those with bad intentions also joined in the fun.

[Actor Ning Zhi'an: 11111, @J Thank you, Mr. Ji! 】

Ji Zhaoran leaned on the car seat lazily, his eyes fell on Ning Zhian's message, he smiled playfully, and tapped on the screen.

【J: @actor宁智安, you're welcome. 】

In the whole group, Ji Zhaoran only replied to Ning Zhi'an alone.

I don't know why, Ning Zhi'an accidentally pressed and pressed the screen to prevent the reply below from flushing this message down.

Looking at the three simple words, Ning Zhi'an's ears suddenly felt hot, and even his head felt a little dizzy, as if he was stepping on a soft cloud.

While watching the group news, Xiao Zhou observed Ning Zhi'an's reaction. When he saw Ning Zhi'an staring at the screen with his ears turned red, Xiao Zhou was not surprised at all.

Xiao Zhou had a clear expression on his face, thinking that the young couple is quite good at having fun.

Zhou Weiyu didn't know if he was in a panic again at the moment, but he was very rigorous. He looked at the news from Ning Zhi'an, not even letting go of the numbers, and asked confidently.

[Chief Director Zhou Weiyu: Xiao Ning, why are you 1 less than us? Is this why Director Ji only replied to you? 】

As soon as Zhou Weiyu finished speaking, the group that had been busy signing up suddenly fell silent.

Ning Zhi'an didn't realize it at first, and after careful comparison, he did hit one less 1 than Zhou Weiyu and the others, and explained to Zhou Weiyu sincerely.

[Actor Ning Zhi'an: No, Director Zhou, I was joking with you just now, and I didn't pay attention to my 1.]

[Chief Director Zhou Weiyu: Really?Is it because you are missing a 1 that Ji Zhaoran noticed you? 】

[Actor Ning Zhi'an: I don't know either, maybe because I'm missing a 1, it looks more conspicuous! 】

Until a gray message suddenly popped up——

[Group leader J has removed chief director Zhou Weiyu from the group chat]

Ning Zhi'an looked at the suddenly quiet chat group of the film crew, and only later realized that something was wrong.

Once again, I re-savored the conversation between myself and Zhou Weiyu.

……

Ning Zhi'an closed her eyes, tightly gripped the screen with her fingers, and suddenly felt ashamed.

Until the phone vibrated slightly, Ning Zhian's eyelashes trembled slightly.

He picked up his courage and slowly opened his somewhat injured eyelids, wanting to see who sent the message.

A new line of small gray characters appeared on the screen——

[I patted "J"]