I'm red after becoming an honorary underworld

Ning Zhi'an held the phone with both hands, his eyes were empty, and he fell into autism completely.

He lowered his head slowly, buried his depressed face, and only showed his dark and soft hair.

After two seconds, Ning Zhi'an trembling fingertips, deleted and deleted in the dialog box, from explanation to denial, and finally typed a line of words on the screen——

[Actor Ning Zhi'an: Oh my god!Just now my WeChat was stolen, I just got my password back!It's too dangerous, no one will ask you to cheat money! ? 】

So be it.

Believe it or not, love it or not.

If they don't believe it...

Then he can only die.

Unemployed starlets are considered popular in the underworld, and it's better to be able to get along better than in the underworld.

Fortunately, except for Zhou Weiyu who was kicked out of the group chat, the rest of the group were all reasonable people.

Seeing that Ning Zhi'an explained it in this way, he continued to follow along very cooperatively.

[Prop Group Wenwen: It’s okay, it’s okay, Mr. Ning, you got your account back before that liar came and showed his fox tail! 】

[Photographer Wang: Yes, Mr. Ning, your account was retrieved very promptly! 】

[Xiao Li: Don't worry, Mr. Ning, the liar didn't do anything!You need to check your account quickly! 】

Seeing everyone help him find love in embarrassment, Ning Zhi'an's expression was complicated.

After a while, he weakly and heavily said in the group: 【Thank you. 】

Thank you, a good person will live a safe life, Ning Zhi'an said softly in his heart.

After sending, Ning Zhi'an locked the screen wearily, switched the phone to silent mode, closed his eyes quietly, and put aside all the troubles.

He doesn't need a modern communication tool like a mobile phone.

An unemployed starlet no longer needs worldly desires.

……

When Ning Zhi'an's commercial vehicle arrived at Feng Xun's mansion, Zhou Weiyu and Ji Zhaoran, who started later than them, had already arrived.

Ning Zhi'an smiled ferociously at Zhou Weiyu.

If the unemployed starlet is really a ghost, Zhou Weiyu might be the one who wrote the self-criticism in his dream tonight!

Zhou Weiyu shook violently, and moved to Ning Zhi'an: "Xiao Ning, I can explain..."

"I won't listen!" Ning Zhi'an gritted his teeth, looking at the culprit Zhou Weiyu, he was speechless: "I'm ashamed to see anyone!"

"No, I just see that you are missing 1, and I feel that you are different from us..."

"Ah!" Ning Zhi'an covered his ears, and boldly threatened the chief director: "I'm impatient to mention the lack of 1 again!"

Zhou Weiyu's brain twitched in desperation, and he actually wanted to ask for a savior, and he shouted at the top of his voice——

"Ji Zhaoran, tell me something!"

???

Ning Zhi'an really wanted to ask loudly, are you still a human being! ! !

Ji Zhaoran was talking to Feng Xun at first, and when he heard the sound, he looked towards them. He was standing under the searchlight in front of the villa, tall and straight, with a thin and cold jawline when he turned his head sideways.

Because of that oolong, when Ning Zhian faced Ji Zhaoran, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

He originally thought that Ji Zhaoran was talking to someone, so it must be inconvenient for him to come, but after the two whispered a few words, they walked towards them together.

Ning Zhi'an held his breath, watching the two getting closer, his handsome face turned red.

Coming to him, Ji Zhaoran let out a "tsk", he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, he patted Ning Zhi'an's forehead lightly: "Breath."

Ji Zhaoran's natural movement was put in Ning Zhi'an's mind, and directly transformed into words—【"J" patted you. 】

[You tap "J"]

【"J" patted you】

Ning Zhi'an breathed obediently, oxygen was slowly poured into his lungs, the blush on his face not only didn't go away, but intensified instead.

Ji Zhaoran looked at him so stupidly, the corners of his lips curled almost imperceptibly, and he said to Feng Xun, "I'll introduce you to a kid, Ning Zhi'an."

Ning Zhi'an greeted the old man obediently: "You... hello, I wish you a long life and happiness forever."

Feng Xun was happy: "Kids are so interesting!"

He added: "I remember you, I felt familiar with you at the interview meeting last time, and felt very kind."

Ning Zhi'an's face was no longer red, and she almost broke out in a cold sweat!

Although Feng Xun was in a bad state of mind when he lost his soul, he had clearly seen Ning Zhi'an, and he might suddenly recognize him someday.

Ning Zhi'an doesn't want to call himself Feng Xun's savior, and the vest of an unemployed starlet is too difficult to talk about, he doesn't want anyone to know!

And... what if someone else finds out and wants to read his novels! ?

It's too shameful, just by imagining it, Ning Zhi'an can't wait for his eyes to go dark!

Ji Zhaoran smiled, and the ending sound slightly raised, which sounded a bit inexplicable: "Kids are quite likable."

Ning Zhi'an was no longer cold, and suddenly felt the tip of his ear was hot, he rubbed his ear uncomfortably.

Feng Xun agreed: "Really, when I look at this kid, I always feel as if I've seen it somewhere before."

...If it continues to be so hot and cold, it is impossible for him to catch a cold!Under Feng Xun's more benevolent eyes, he forced himself to be modest and said: "Mr. Ji is exaggerating. I have a public face, and people often look familiar to me."

Zhou Weiyu was listening to their chat with a smile, but suddenly couldn't laugh when he heard this sentence.

If your appearance is regarded as the face of the public, then we still have to be shameless? ? ?

The group of them are all exchanging greetings outside the villa, Ji Zhaoran is standing beside Ning Zhi'an.Seeing that Ning Zhi'an gently grabbed the scarf, afraid of being cold, he smiled and said to Feng Xun, "It's been a long time since we've been drinking, and you don't invite us in."

"Hahahaha, please hurry up please."

There were already many people in the villa. Feng Xun invited people regardless of their identities. There were leading figures in the film and television industry, as well as elites from other industries, and even a Taoist-like person shuttled among them.

As soon as Ji Zhaoran came in, someone came up to him and wanted to greet him, many of them were prestigious elders in the circle.

Ji Zhaoran turned his head to ask Ning Zhi'an, the slightly warm breath fell on his ears: "Come and chat with me for a while?"

Ning Zhi'an was still thinking about other things, so she replied in a low voice: "No, no, I'm uncomfortable."

It didn't say if it was because I was uncomfortable talking to elders, or because I was uncomfortable because of something else.

Feng Xun's house has four floors in total. The living room is designed with a high ceiling, so it doesn't look cramped even if there are many people.

The layout of the villa is exquisite, after Ji Zhaoran left, Ning Zhi'an's eyes moved sharply from side to side.

On the left, there are no unemployed starlets.

On the right, there are no unemployed starlets.

Ning Zhi'an stared at her toes with lowered eyes, she breathed a sigh of relief, and her expression relaxed and softened.

It seemed that Director Zhou's news was not accurate at all, which made him worry for several days in vain.Even in his dreams, he dreamed that Ji Zhaoran sneered at him, saying that the honored man in the underworld would not give him carnations, and mercilessly rejected his large bouquet of carnations!

That was all his wish, Ning Zhi'an almost cried in his dream!

Now it seems that it is all too much to worry about!

The porch wall facing the gate of the villa was blocked by the flow of people just now, but now it showed its true face.

The corners of Ning Zhian's lips curled up, and she raised her head happily——

It took a cross-eye view with the golden statue surrounded by gorgeous and emerald green beads.The golden statue is exquisitely crafted, with every frown and smile outlined very carefully... It just doesn't look like him.

On the red willow wooden plaque directly in front of the golden statue, there are clearly engraved five small characters - Unemployed little star.

There are not a few superstitious celebrities in the entertainment industry. For their own luck, they can become popular, and there are not a few people who even raise ghosts, let alone Feng Xun who burns incense sticks at home just for peace of mind.

It's just that many people think that the name of unemployed starlet is unlucky, and its origin is quite unknown. They once advised Feng Xun to think carefully.But Feng Xun insisted that this was his life-saving benefactor, and he must repay it well, so the others didn't insist anymore.

Looking at the golden statue of the unemployed starlet, Ning Zhi'an slowly lost his smile.

Seeing Ning Zhian staring at the portrait of the unemployed starlet, Zhou Weiyu thought that he was still thinking about enshrining one himself, so he went to Ning Zhian's side.Zhou Weiyu couldn't speak so bluntly in front of the golden statue, so he said paradoxically, "Ning Zhi'an, restrain yourself."

"Remember, you don't know him well, but you know Lord Bai."

"You can always trust Lord Bai!"

Ning Zhi'an slowly turned his head to look at Zhou Weiyu, with an indescribably deep and vicissitudes of expression: "Really?"

Zhou Weiyu said firmly, "Of course!"

Ning Zhi'an was speechless: "Director Zhou, your words are too arbitrary!"

Feng Xun walked over while speaking.

Feng Xun saw that Ning Zhi'an and Zhou Weiyu seemed to be very interested in his shrine, and said enthusiastically: "Weiyu told you that something unexpected happened to me during the interview, and I was rescued by this warm-hearted unemployed little star." of."

Zhou Weiyu repeatedly questioned the character of the unemployed starlet, and even took the opportunity to be trampled by Bai Wuchang.

Looking at his own golden statue, although Ning Zhi'an had mixed feelings and even felt a little hot-eyed, he still said something fair for himself: "Well, I also think he is very warm-hearted."

Because Feng Xun instructed that this statue must be finely crafted, and the construction period alone took a long time, so the golden statue has only been completed for a few days.Feng Xun always wanted to find a good day to officially start the offering, so he hadn't offered a stick of incense until now.

"That's right, why don't you say that I think you have a good eye?" Feng Xun seemed to have found a bosom friend when he heard Ning Zhi'an's words: "Then, let's burn incense sticks to him together later!"

Ning Zhi'an blinked blankly: "Huh?"

Feng Xun looked kindly: "This is the head incense of this golden statue. After you burn the incense, the unemployed little star will definitely bless you!"

……

Theoretically speaking, Ning Zhi'an's status as an honorary underworld person indeed connects the two worlds of Yin and Yang, and he himself is considered half a underworld person.

So that's why he doesn't want to be enshrined... who knows what will happen! ?

Ning Zhi'an didn't even dare to think, Feng Xun invited him to offer incense to the unemployed little star?

so exciting...

In full view, will he and the golden statue be smoking at the same time? ? ?