I'm red after becoming an honorary underworld

"Nice to Meet You" is a weekly broadcast program, and the guests will follow the weekly recording. After tonight, the recording of the first episode of the program will be completed.

The resident guests can meet again next week, but Shen Luoze, as a guest, will be separated from everyone after tomorrow.

It was still early after dinner, and the six guests sat together on the corner sofa to watch a movie.

Ji Zhaoran once collaborated with Li An'an in a well-known movie, and now people often point it out, the program team intends to use this pair of screen classics to raise the topic, so they arrange guests to review this movie.

In the southern village with beautiful mountains and clear waters, a drizzle has just passed, and the air is mixed with a little earthy smell, which slowly seeps in through the window.

The lights in the courtyard were turned off, and the room was pitch black, except for the images projected on the walls.

While chewing popcorn, Ning Zhian's phone suddenly vibrated.

He held the light together and looked quietly.

Shen Luoze, a new friend on WeChat, sent a message: [There are passionate photos of your husband in this movie~]

Ning Zhi'an: ...

His last WeChat contact was White, and it was Ning Zhi'an who told White to take Shen Luoze's affairs seriously.

Ning Zhi Andersen had the illusion that he was feeding the dog with enthusiasm, he raised his eyes, and met Shen Luoze with a look of deep meaning.

Ning Zhian sneered in his heart,

Would he care about Ji Zhaoran's passionate photos?

After another second of delay, Ning Zhi'an realized later, what nonsense is Shen Luoze talking about, Ji Zhaoran is not his husband!

Ning Zhi'an tapped on the screen, even Ji Zhaoran couldn't help but look sideways.He was dissatisfied no matter what, and in the end he cherished his words like gold and replied: 【Heh. 】

After locking the screen, Ning Zhi'an concentrated on watching the movie.

In this costume movie, Ji Zhaoran played the role of a high-ranking regent, while Li An'an was the current empress dowager. The two used the little emperor as a chess piece and fought openly and secretly for many years.

The big screen will gradually magnify every expression and gaze of the actors. Whether the acting skills are good or not, you can tell just by looking at the screen.

Ning Zhi'an kept popping one after another in his mouth, and was originally looking at the projection calmly, but as the plot progressed, he gradually became a little absent-minded.

During the projection, Ji Zhaoran's chest was half-naked, and his firm and superior muscles were aggressively presented on the screen, and a pair of black eyes stained with desire looked over the screen dispiritedly.

Ning Zhi'an's mouth was inexplicably dry, and he swallowed a big gulp of Coke.

Li Anan joked: "At that time, Ji Zhaoran's temper was much worse than now. The director originally wanted to add a sex scene to him. Guess what he said?"

In the misplaced light and shadow, Ning Zhi'an raised the tips of his ears without any trace.

Ji Zhaoran coughed, and said flatly, "Li An'an, enough is enough."

The other guests didn't dare to rush, but they all looked at Li Anan with sparkling eyes.

Li Anan said with a smile: "He said no, what should his wife do if she gets jealous and tickles him?"

Ning Zhi'an originally bent the corners of his lips, listening with relish, but when he heard this, his expression froze suddenly, and the curvature of the corners of his lips also slowly suppressed.

After chewing a mouthful of popcorn, Ning Zhi'an heard Jiang Yuan exclaim: "This broadcast is a big event in the entertainment industry!"

Ji Zhaoran crossed his legs, and sat next to Ning Zhian loosely. It was not the first time that they sat so close, but it was the first time that Ning Zhian felt that such a distance made him feel inexplicable.

Li An'an: "The director is more surprised than you. I didn't expect Ji Zhaoran to say such a sentence. I was shocked and asked him: Mrs. Zun is so hot?"

Shen Luoze wanted to interrupt this topic, but he didn't know where to start, so he smiled stiffly and said, "Brother Ji and Sister An An are really good at acting."

Li Anan laughed loudly: "Where is Ji Zhaoran's acting skills good?"

After a pause, Li An'an continued: "After the director asked, Ji Zhaoran choked and said that although he doesn't have a wife yet, he will have one sooner or later! What if his future wife watches his movie, because it turns out to be an issue with him?" What about old disputes?"

"Ji Zhaoran also confidently said that he is taking precautions before they happen! The director is so angry that he has no difficulty in letting him eat box lunch for three days."

At first, the others thought that Li An'an had revealed a secret in the circle, but they didn't expect that when Ji Zhaoran was still so stunned, they couldn't help laughing.

After laughing, Xiao Yao said with some emotion: "However, speaking of it this way, Brother Ji's future wife is indeed very happy."

Li An'an: "No, because of Ji Zhaoran's words, although the director didn't give him lunch, Ji Zhaoran received love meals every day during that time."

Ji Zhaoran also laughed, the entire screen went black just as everything was going on in the movie.He leaned over oppressively, as if he wanted to take advantage of the darkness to do something to Ning Zhi'an, but he just asked, "Is my performance okay?"

Ning Zhi'an suddenly had a feeling of erratic mood, his ears were hot, and he took a sip of Coke as if nothing had happened, his throat was sticky from the sweetness of the Coke: "Where... how could you ask such a question."

The screen lit up, and Ji Zhaoran tolerantly didn't ask any more questions.

Ning Zhi'an breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard Ji Zhaoran suddenly smile and say: "I may be a prophet."

Ning Zhi'an:? ? ?

Ji Zhaoran raised his hand, caressed his slender neck, and lightly squeezed the protruding Adam's apple: "You grabbed here, remember?"

Ning Zhi'an whispered as if begging for mercy: "You...don't say anything."

After a movie performance, Ning Zhi'an blushed and ran out the door as if fleeing.

Li Anan called him: "Where are you going?!"

Ning Zhi'an desperately needed to catch his breath to let the scorching body temperature dissipate. He said bravely: "I suddenly researched a set of skills, and I will go to fight the goose with martial arts!"

Even at night, Ning Zhi'an would not really run out even for the program group.

A group of people watched Ning Zhian feed the koi by the window, Jiang Yuan was stunned: "Why is Xiao Ning so close to this koi?"

Ji Zhaoran smiled and didn't speak.

Shen Luoze watched the excitement and said without hesitation: "You still want to fight a big goose? It's very aggressive!"

The next day, the recording of the first episode of "Nice to Meet You" was completed, and the guests bid farewell at the entrance of the village.

After watching Ji Zhaoran's car go away, Ning Zhi'an turned to look at Shen Luoze.

Shen Luoze's assistant was waiting at the entrance of the village in a nanny car early in the morning. Shen Luoze was about to get in the car. He turned around and said goodbye to Ning Zhi'an: "Let's go, goodbye."

Ning Zhi'an was thinking about Shen Luoze's matter, his birth date did not match Sanhuo's, so the matter of the ghost voice could not be resolved.After a pause, Ning Zhian raised his eyebrows as if nothing had happened: "Shall I take you for a ride?"

Shen Luoze's expression was indescribable: "Use Xiali like you? It's too bad!"

Ning Zhi'an: "Don't look down on the car god!"

Shen Luoze pointed: "What car? How far have you driven? Are you happy?"

Ning Zhi'an went straight to her little Xia Li: "Would you like to sit or not!"

Shen Luoze sat in the co-pilot unceremoniously: "In your car, I'll just remember the bitterness and think sweetly."

Shen Luoze's assistant had no choice but to sit in the back seat. He said apologetically, "I'm sorry for asking you to drive."

Ning Zhi'an and Xiao Zhou have long been used to this way of getting along, probably because they were confused before, and Ning Zhi'an doesn't like having his assistant do everything, which will make him feel insecure.

Ning Zhi'an smiled: "It's okay."

Shen Luoze made a big fuss and picked up the CD in Ning Zhian's car: "Men don't cry, select 30 old songs! My God, Ji Zhaoran doesn't listen to this kind of song, does he!?"

These words hurt the two of them immediately, Ning Zhi'an didn't like to hear: "The classics are immortal."

Pushing the CD into the CD player with a curiosity-seeking mentality, the first song almost took away the fashionable boy Shen Luoze——"My Future Is Not a Dream"

When Xiali's car passed a corner, Shen Luoze's assistant, Xiao Yu, suddenly couldn't help but remind him: "Mr. Ning, please drive slowly on the road ahead. I heard that this road... is haunted."

Shen Luoze: "There are no ghosts in this world."

Xiaoyu clicked her tongue: "I also read what people said on Weibo. I heard that every driver who passes here will feel the chills on the back of his neck, as if someone is lying behind him..."

Shen Luoze muttered: "Did you close the windows?"

Although Ning Zhi'an had seen a lot of ghosts, but hearing Xiao Yu say this, he still couldn't help but feel the hairs on his back.

Holding the steering wheel tightly, Ning Zhi'an heard Xiao Yu continue to pinch his throat and say: "It's fine if you just feel the cold on the back of your neck, but... there are many drivers who suddenly have problems with their cars for no reason, and have to be forced to Parked on the side of the road..."

Ning Zhi'an's heart tightened, and he said truthfully, "This car of mine may stall on the road if it is not haunted."

"It is said that those who are forced to park on the side of the road will have nightmares for a long time... Dreaming of a bloody shadow following them back home..."

Ning Zhi'an's breathing was stagnant, and she subconsciously asked in a low voice, "Which intersection?"

Xiao Yu's thin white hand pointed to the front left: "There..."

Ning Zhi'an's scalp tingled for a while, following Xiao Yu's fingertips, he mustered up the courage to look there——

Ning Zhi'an: "..."

Ning Zhi'an: "..."

A loyal reader of Ning Zhi'an, who hates drunk driving the most in his life, and is always worried about traffic safety. He is wearing the clothes of a traffic coordinator, holding an alcohol detector in the underworld, and sneaks into the car passing by with a serious expression. cab.

After two seconds, it floated out and got into the next car.

Cooperate with this ghost to investigate drunk driving here!

The dead ghost also saw Ning Zhi'an, long time no see, he wanted to kill Ning Zhi'an!

The dead ghost happily got into the Xiali car. Although there were seats in the back, the dead ghost wanted to get closer to Ning Zhi'an, so he sat down on Shen Luoze's lap without any politeness.

"Daddy, I miss you so much. If I hadn't been busy with my business recently, I would have gone to visit you a long time ago!" The dead man swayed his legs playfully: "I'm a traffic policeman on this road now, and I've caught a lot of drunk driving. I will arrange all the drivers on the side of the road for them, and I will ignore those who are caught by the traffic police, and those who abandon the car and slip away, I will teach them a lesson in my dream!"

Ning Zhi'an: "..."

When the dead ghost spoke, Ning Zhi'an felt a burst of cold air in his ears, let alone Shen Luoze.

Shen Luoze suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill all over his body, his expression changed, but he resisted not speaking.

Shen Luoze's birth date didn't match up, even if Ning Zhi'an wanted to help him, he still couldn't help him. In addition, Shen Luoze didn't believe in ghosts and gods, so if he wanted to solve his problem, it would be really difficult to solve it for a while.

Ning Zhi'an took the opportunity to hint: "It's really cold... I believe this road is haunted. Maybe those who were forced to stop on the side of the road and had nightmares, did they really encounter ghosts?"

The dead ghost was wronged, and he thumped Shen Luoze's leg with a strong sense of presence: "Big brother, I'm a good ghost!"

Shen Luoze had a weird expression, as if trying to hold back something.

He tried to be brave, but said in a weak voice: "Ning Zhi'an, Xiali, do you still have a massage chair?"

Ning Zhi'an: "..."

Killing ghost: "..."