I'm red after becoming an honorary underworld

When Xiaohong called "Dad", White immediately fell into deep thought, as if he knew her again, and even looked at her with a hint of appreciation and respect.

Ning Zhi'an: "..."

Sheep: "..."

Xiao Hong simply broke the pot and said, "Dad!"

It took Ning Zhi'an a while to digest this extremely shocking scene. He didn't want to see the elderly female ghost call himself "Dad", so he simply picked up his mobile phone and pretended to read the news——

"Shocked! The young woman wanted to 'recognize her father' on the spot, but was severely rejected by the guy. The reason behind it is heartwarming!"

Xiaohong covered her face and began to cry: "I won't listen, you want to join forces with the evil forces of the underworld to drive me away!"

Maybe it's the difference between humans and ghosts, Ning Zhi'an really couldn't understand Xiaohong's ups and downs in her psychological activities, but he still explained in a good-tempered manner: "I'm not driving you away, so aren't you going to be reincarnated sooner or later?"

He thought for a while, and gave an excellent example that both humans and ghosts are suitable.

"Many wild animals are released back into nature, and they are very happy."

"I'm not wild, I'm a domesticated ghost!"

Xiaohong's sensitive point is very strange, she seems to be even angrier after hearing Ning Zhi'an's words: "You are going to die sooner or later, why don't you let Wuchang take your soul away now?!"

Speaking of this, White became energetic: "Can you keep your word? Is it interesting to always lie to ghosts and lose feelings?"

Now White very much hopes to snatch Ning Zhian's soul away with his own hands.I feel that if things are done, he can walk sideways in the underworld.

To be more arrogant, Fan Wujiu would have to call him brother whenever he saw him.

Thinking about it, the smile on the corner of White's mouth gradually became obscene.

He Shi Shiran floated to the middle of the living room, and said sincerely: "Stop quarreling!"

Ning Zhi'an and Xiao Hong looked at him at the same time, under the gaze of the two, White sincerely said: "If we go to the underworld together, won't we still be a happy family?"

"..."

"Is the occupational disease of your ghost guards so serious?" Is it so serious that you want to snatch away the living?Ning Zhi'an refused without even thinking about it: "I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible."

White said cheekily, "Daddy, don't talk too much. Strictly speaking, you are also a half-human."

Ning Zhi'an didn't want to talk any more, just at that moment the doorbell rang, so he turned around and walked towards the door.

Xiao Zhou waited outside the door with a stack of equipment needed for live broadcasting. The door opened. He put on his slippers familiarly and asked wonderingly: "Brother Ning, were you on the phone with someone just now? Why do I feel like I heard you chatting with someone?" gone."

Tao Yuan arranged a live broadcast for Ning Zhian, and the time is tonight. Originally, Tao Yuan wanted to bring a stylist to do some makeup and hair for him, but Ning Zhian thought that the beauty function of the current software is very good He refused for reasons, and only asked Xiao Zhou to bring basic lighting equipment.

Ning Zhi'an is now more able to pretend, he said nonchalantly: "It should be the movement of the TV, right?"

Xiao Zhou didn't think much about it, and said "Oh", "That voice is quite similar to yours."

He arranged the lighting, and glanced at the TV from the corner of his eye. A poorly made ghost movie was being broadcast on TV, and the plot was also very old-fashioned-a kind female ghost found a benefactor, and it took three lives to protect the benefactor before she was satisfied. to reincarnate.

Xiao Zhou joked: "Brother Ning, why do you still spend money to watch this bad movie? Weibo is scolding this ghost for touching himself. In fact, he almost scared the male lead to death. The main reason is that the male lead has never met this ghost. It will be better."

"What do you think this ghost thinks, don't you know that you are scary?"

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly froze.

Xiaohong floated to the TV in a gloomy manner, and concentrated on observing the female ghost on the screen. Even White restrained his smile, and took out a small mirror from nowhere to take a look. "Isn't this pretty?"

Ning Zhi'an: "..." Would the ghost find him scary?

Xiao Zhou suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, even the temperature in the living room seemed to drop, he couldn't help but looked around suspiciously.

Next to him, Yang Yang stared straight at him and patted the ball expressionlessly.

The ball landed with a crisp sound.

Xiao Zhou shivered in fright, and said in a trembling voice, "Ning... Brother Ning, did you hear the sound of a ball being hit?"

Humans and ghosts are different, sheep and sheep's toys are tied up with paper and then burned to her by Ning Zhi'an, living people can't see it.Otherwise, the pile of children's stuff in Ning Zhi'an's house might have already made people suspicious.

Ning Zhi'an walked up to Xiao Zhou and helped him fix the camera, touched the sheep's pigtails where Xiao Zhou couldn't see to appease the little ghost, and said calmly: "It seems that there is a child living upstairs, and there are often such Playful sound."

Xiao Zhou was still nervous, and whispered in Ning Zhian's ear, "That voice is so evil, it seems to be coming from next to me."

"Xiao Zhou," the live broadcast is about to start, Ning Zhi'an didn't want to cause any complications, so he said with a straight face, "We have to believe in science."

All the ghosts at home: "..."

Xiao Zhou: "But..."

Ning Zhi'an was righteous: "Believe in science, okay?"

Xiao Zhou opened his mouth: "But Bai Wuchang..." He even entrusted him with a dream!

Ning Zhi'an made a quick decision, stepped on White's foot that was eager to stretch out, and repeated in a very calm voice.

"science."

"Hello~ good evening everyone."

The live broadcast started, before Ning Zhi'an could adjust the angle of the camera, the barrage of fans had already flooded into the live broadcast room.

[I've been waiting for you for a long time, why is it 1 minute late, did someone steal your Wi-Fi? 】

[After a live broadcast, why are you wearing so many? 】

【Do you want to sing rap today?My mother said that your rap is very simple, like singing folk songs, let her get back the feeling of her first love with my dad. 】

Ning Zhi'an blinked, tilted her head slightly and looked at the screen: "?"

Sitting on the saddle at Ning Zhian's feet, White looked at the barrage with great interest and asked, "Daddy, other fans are hugging and holding each other high, why do your fans look so bad?"

Ning Zhi'an was also a little puzzled, and always felt that this tone seemed inexplicably familiar.

The barrage was brushing densely, and soon someone discovered the reason——

[Grass, brother, don’t be afraid, those who posted the barrage just now are all fans of Ji Zhaoran! 】

【hateful!Despicable season fan, you rushed faster than me, I was directly stuck out of the live broadcast room just now! 】

[Ji Zhaoran's fans are here to steal the tower!Come on, sisters, today we are without them! 】

Ji Zhaoran's fans who were the first to post the barrage just now responded immediately:

[Hair loss expert: Ha, I'm coming, I'm not only coming, I'm not leaving! 】

After this fan of Ji Zhaoran finished his harsh words, a brilliant meteor shower flooded Ning Zhi'an's live broadcast room, followed by a row of golden bullet screens slowly passing - the hair loss expert sent out five starships.

The starship is currently the most valuable gift on this live broadcast platform. When the meteor shower finally ends, the style of the live broadcast will change drastically.

Ning Zhian's fans said one after another——

[Network lead, cherish this relationship [Love]]

[Looking at the entire Internet, I admire Ji Zhaoran's fans the most, not for anything else, the pattern is big. [Thumbs up]】

[With you without me, this sentence will never break my promise.Sister, just stay still in the live broadcast room, I'll leave right away! 】

White said with emotion: "This is really a fan following the Lord!"

Ning Zhi'an seemed to have never heard of it, and after thanking the netizen who sent the gift, he seriously reminded: "But don't buy any more gifts, or you will be kicked out by the housekeeper arranged by the company."

The barrage flashed across the screen:? ? ? ? ? ?

After a short period of chaos, the live broadcast room gradually calmed down.

Ning Zhi'an picked up the anti-blue light glasses and put them on the bridge of his nose, chatting with fans with a bullet screen that could answer.

"When will "Rising Clouds and Cranes" be broadcast? It has passed the review."

"How do you evaluate Shen Luoze?" Ning Zhi'an nodded meaningfully: "A person lives up to his name."

"Why wear glasses? To prevent myopia."

Netizens are convinced:

[Listening to your words is like listening to a word [like]]

[Brother, what type of girl do you like? 】

[Now men and women are equal, don't be too rigid about gender. 】

[Didn't it be said in the show that Ning Ning likes to have a pointy and bald head. 】

A person whose name was a string of arrogant gibberish immediately replied:

[jdhd: Is having more hair inferior to others? 】

Ning Zhian curled the corners of her mouth and smiled.

He looked very relaxed, and the light golden lenses outlined some subtle aftertaste in his clear eyes.A soft halo fell on his face, creating a delicate thin layer of light.

With the lessons learned from the past, Ning Zhi'an suspects that this person is also a fan of Ji Zhaoran, and now he feels a little love for Ji Zhaoran's fans, and even this sentence has been cast a filter of true temperament.

Ning Zhi'an seriously reflected on herself: "The amount of hair is beyond my control. My previous behavior of using hair to get people was indeed a bit narrow."

[Woooooo my treasure, why are you so obedient! 】

[It's best not to let me meet you in person, or else I'll hug my baby and kiss you hard! 】

[jdhd: I advise you not to daydream]

[jdhd: You can't kiss him. 】

After the man finished speaking, there was another stance on the barrage that was about to quarrel.Ning Zhi'an coughed lightly, and was about to change the subject, but almost instantly, another person's name was brushed up on the screen with great momentum.

[Fuck, Mr. Xie is here! ! ! 】

[Xie Wenzhou came to watch Ningning's live broadcast! ? 】

【My mother, so is Ningning really familiar with Xie Wenzhou?Was it true what was posted online? ? ? 】

Ning Zhi'an froze for a moment, and looked at the screen blankly, obviously not knowing what happened.Xiao Zhou explained in a low voice next to him: "The platform is afraid that some people will steal the names of public figures for illegal activities, so many public figures' accounts are unique and bound. Mr. Xie was recognized as soon as he came in."

Ning Zhi'an suddenly realized, and after greeting Xie Wenzhou, he asked by analogy: "What about historical celebrities? Will someone pretend to be Qin Shihuang and get money?"

[Laughing, I will never be able to keep up with Ning Ning's brain circuit. 】

[? ? ?The point is Qin Shihuang, isn't the point my Xie Ning army branching out? ! 】

[Shen Ning is also very fragrant!No, maybe Ning Chen? ? ? 】

【Xie Wenzhou: You can’t name historical celebrities either, but you can call them names like Dijia. 】

Seeing the word Di Jia, Ning Zhi'an immediately remembered his vain history of being a secondary school student. He scratched his hair and said embarrassedly: "It's not good to pretend to be an Ultraman."

[jdhd: Don't trust someone you haven't contacted for many years, be careful when he asks you to sell insurance. 】

Ning Zhi'an:?

Seeing this sentence of deja vu, Ning Zhi'an couldn't help being a little puzzled, could it be that he is really a fan following the righteous master?

How come the words and even the tone are the same.

【Hahaha what, how could Xie Wenzhou sell insurance. 】

[My friend, go to Baidu and check Xie Wenzhou, can you come back again? 】

Xie Wenzhou responded gracefully in the barrage: 【I don't sell insurance. 】

[jdhd: The heart of defense is indispensable. 】

【Xie Wenzhou: Please stay closer to his works and stay away from his life. 】

[jdhd: Please also keep it in your heart. 】

???

The two people actually confronted each other with a knife hidden in their words.This scene is so familiar that he only experienced it in the crew not long ago.Ning Zhi'an looked at the screen suspiciously, and said, "Sorry, I have a call and I'll be right back."

Turning the microphone to mute, Ning Zhi'an walked to the bathroom and made a call.

After the call sounded three times, Ji Zhaoran's lazy and sleepy voice sounded: "Hello?"

Ning Zhi'an clutched the microphone with a guilty conscience, and asked in a small breathy voice: "What are you doing!?"

In the brightly lit conference room, Ji Zhaoran raised his hand that was resting on the keyboard, clasped the Bluetooth headset with his slender fingers, and looked at the empty seats on the computer screen without changing his face.

And the person who was sitting there was talking to him at the moment.

He said in a slightly lazy tone, "I'm sleeping, what's wrong?"

Everyone in the conference room who worked overtime and stayed up late:? ? ?

"Did you go to bed so early?"

Ning Zhi'an was taken aback for a moment, and then said heartlessly: "Even at your age, it's rare to go to bed so early."

Ji Zhaoran: "..."

Ji Zhaoran gritted his teeth and asked, "Who else have you seen sleeping?"

Ning Zhi'an: "..."

Ning Zhi'an not only doesn't understand the brain circuits of ghosts, but even Ji Zhaoran's emotions. He forcefully argued: "Have you never eaten pork or seen a pig run?" He paused, and emphasized confidently : "And I've seen you sleep!"

... Ji Zhaoran felt as if he had been scolded.

Ning Zhi'an couldn't bear to make the fans wait for a long time, hung up the phone after saying a few words hastily, and returned to the living room, suddenly saw Xiao Zhou looking at him with a strange expression.

The complexity of that facial expression was no less than Yangyang's reaction when he was hitting the ball next to him just now.

Ning Zhi'an scratched her hair: "What's the matter?"

The corner of Xiao Zhou's mouth twitched: "Brother, look at the barrage."

Ning Zhi'an poked his head out in front of the camera in bewilderment, and after seeing the barrage clearly, Ning Zhi'an couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

[? ? ?What's the situation, why am I stuck out of the live broadcast room again? 】

[Century group photo, Ji Zhaoran and Xie Wenzhou are watching Ningning's live broadcast! 】

[I smelled an unusual smell]

[Wuwuwu, they won't quarrel, I'm worried that Ningning's live broadcast room will be blocked. 】

"..."

Ning Zhi'an pretended to be calm and sat back at the desk, where the camera couldn't see, Ning Zhi'an typed in the WeChat chat box with both hands: Aren't you sleeping? ? ?

Ji Zhaoran replied quickly: At my age, sleeping four hours a day is too much.