The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

The fourth day of pretending to be gods and ghosts·An extra "person" in the rehearsal room

The car drove back to Zhong's house first.

This is not the villa of the master of the Zhong family, but the place where Zhong Sheng's parents live. Next door is the small villa of the Jiang family, just climb over the wall.

When Jiang Yiming was a child, he stood on the rockery in his yard, poked his head on tiptoes, and looked at the "Rapunzel" in the next room.

It's not that Jiang Yiming has taken a fancy to Zhong Sheng since he was a child, it's just that when he was still a baby boy, he heard that he had a baby girl.

After seeing the object of his child's kiss, Jiang Yiming counted his fingers. This person will die three times, either prematurely or young, unless he has the help of noble people and is dependent on each other.

Jiang Yiming twitched the corners of his mouth, this marriage was really decided.

"It's here." Zhong Sheng's voice came from the side, and Jiang Yiming paid attention.

"Why do you think of having dinner together today?" Jiang Yiming got out of the car and asked.

"It's probably about the two of us." Zhong Sheng said, "Are you 24 this year? Are you in the second year of graduate school?"

"Hmm." Jiang Yiming made a nasal sound, knowing in his heart that he probably wanted to urge them to get engaged.

The folk customs here are more open than the dynasties he stayed in in the past. Although there was a good masculinity at that time, he also saw many officials in official positions taking boys to shoot horses and hunt. , There are even few concubines who are side concubines, and they are usually nameless and have no role.

——It seems that everyone defaults to marrying a man into the house, which is a shameful thing.

Arriving here, Jiang Yiming saw several pairs of boys on campus, wearing silver rings on their fingers, clearly showing their ownership.

Jiang Yiming reckoned that this was a signal to tie him and Zhong Sheng together.

He tilted his head and glanced at Zhong Sheng. The man's firm and cold face made him look cold and difficult to get along with, like a rock with jagged and sharp thorns, but Jiang Yiming knew Zhong Sheng better. I know that the other party actually has a very warm heart in private.

Then does he really want to be tied to Zhong Sheng like this?Jiang Yiming withdrew his gaze, and doubts that he hadn't figured out flashed in his eyes.

Neither disgusted nor expected.

He and Zhong Sheng are like bamboo horses - except that Zhong Sheng is ten years older than himself - he is quite used to Zhong Sheng's existence, and has always regarded him as his baby lover, but if he likes it, he still loves it, Jiang Yiming Thinking about it, it is estimated that it has not reached such a sacred height.

In his previous life, although Jiang Yiming was a majestic physiognomy of a country, with one person under ten thousand, he wanted to be famous and powerful, but he didn't have much chance to hold a beautiful woman in his arms. He had to be busy saving Liming people.

What's more, he only lived to be 26 in his previous life.

Master Jiang blinked blankly, drooping his curled eyelashes without saying a word, thinking about major events in life, looking extraordinarily well-behaved.

Zhong Sheng noticed the gaze of the child beside him, but he resisted not looking back.

In the ten years before he returned to Zhong's house, he had been pointed at by many gossip women and said "wild species" explicitly or secretly. Those children imitated the attitude of adults, and most of them bullied him.

When his mother was not dead, he endured the bullying so that the situation of the two of them would not become more difficult. Later, when his mother died, in that dirty alley, he bullied a street that had bullied him Overlords all fought submissively.

Later, he was found by Zhong's family and took him back.

The ten years of wandering outside made him feel thorns all over his body, but he watched Jiang Yiming stumble into his life, growing up from a milky and milky dumpling, the softest part of his heart was completely It was Jiang Yiming's figure.

Zhong Sheng is aware of all his unbearable, domineering, and dark thoughts, he wants that boy to belong to him, completely.

But he knows better, if he always bears the title of a doll kissing his fiance, if he is always within Jiang Yiming's reach, and is always Jiang Yiming's subconscious possession, then Jiang Yiming may never be Dimly unable to see his own mind.

Zhong Sheng exhaled lightly, clenched his fist slightly and then loosened it.

He had to let go first, and then bring people back to him bit by bit willingly.

"It's time to eat. Today we will eat some home-cooked food at home and try my family's Zhong Yi's craftsmanship." At the dinner table, Qin Xianjun, the current hostess of the Zhong family, greeted with a smile.

Qin Xianjun is just like her name, gentle and virtuous, even more suitable to be a mother than Zhong Sheng's biological mother.

In the third year after Zhong Sheng returned to Zhong's house, he called the other party's mother for the first time, and Qin Xianjun was so happy that he almost shed tears.

In the kitchen of Zhong's house, a man turned on a big fire and stir-fried the screws.

Who would have thought that Zhong Yi, the former uncrowned king of underground casinos, was a good family man and could cook good food.

Zhong Yi came out of the kitchen with the plate of spicy fried screws. The uncrowned king of the underground casino was a gentle man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

Jiang Yiming always felt that Zhong Yi and Zhong Sheng, father and son, should switch their appearance and identity.

"Mingming's favorite spicy fried screwdriver, come and try it." Zhong Yi smiled and waved to Jiang Yiming with his eyes bent.

Jiang Yiming ran over with a smile.

After sitting at the dinner table, the Zhong family and the Jiang family had a meal as usual. It was like a normal family banquet, and there was no intention of announcing their engagement at all.

Jiang Yiming was a little puzzled, did he think too much?

"Mingming, my handicraft is not bad, right?" After eating, Zhong Yi looked at the young man who had saved his life with a smile in front of him, and began to perform according to the script given by his son.

Jiang Yiming sat up slightly, thinking, here we come.

"It's delicious." Jiang Yiming squinted his eyes and boasted, "It's even better than those made by the Imperial Dining Room."

At that time, chili was a rare thing, but no one made spicy fried screwdriver for him.He wasn't lying when he said that the fried screwdriver with chili was simply a delicacy in the world.

Although he knew that Jiang Yiming's words were exaggerated, but with Jiang Yiming's expression and the small curly hair on his forehead still shaking with him, Zhong Yi was very happy and very comfortable.

His kid never said anything nice.

"That's good. Come to my place to eat if you want to eat in the future. No matter what, Mingming is always welcome here." Zhong Yi said.

Jiang Yiming nodded, and after thinking about it again, he suddenly felt that the words were a bit awkward.

He half-closed his eyes and looked at Zhong Yi with some doubts.

Jiang's mother coughed softly, and looked at her youngest son, "Mingming, you are grown up now. My parents discussed it with old Aunt Zhong Qin, and felt that the children's marriage shouldn't be bound by what we said back then."

"So we've decided now, let go of your baby kiss with Zhong Sheng, you can like whoever you want, and your parents will support you unconditionally."

Jiang Yiming was a little dazed, this was completely different from what he thought, he turned to Zhong Sheng hesitantly, and asked Zhong Sheng: "Then what do you think?"

"I didn't deprive you of the right to like and love someone." Zhong Sheng said lightly, but he thought in his heart, but you can only love me.

Jiang Yiming paused, unable to tell what he was thinking at the moment.

At first he thought that he would have to tie himself up to another man for this meal - he didn't dislike this man, he was quite pleasing to the eye - but in a blink of an eye, the situation took a turn for the worse, he was not tied to anyone, free?

Jiang Yiming let out a breath, thinking about it, he seemed to be a lot more relaxed.

By the way, he quietly pinched his fingers to count his fate.

——There is a man in my life.

Jiang Yiming squinted his eyes, and he grinned, "Then if I need anything, can I still call you, Rapunzel?"

"Of course." Zhong Sheng let out a breath, his palms were sweating, he looked at Jiang Yiming, his eyes with light pupils were full of deep meaning that Jiang Yiming couldn't distinguish, he smiled slightly, "You have me phone number, and where I live.” I will always be where you need me.

"Besides, you should call me uncle." Zhong Sheng looked at Jiang Yiming, he gently pushed him out a little distance, and carefully opened an invisible net, quietly netting his beloved into it.

The smile in Jiang Yiming's eyes faded slightly, he straightened the corners of his mouth, and after a while he smiled again: "Uncle Zhong? Why do I feel that calling you Uncle Zhong is taking advantage of me?"

Zhong Sheng smiled and did not refute.

Jiang Yiming felt uncomfortable. Calling Uncle Zhong seemed to draw a clear line with the other party, and he clearly felt the difference between the two.

The two couples sat at the table and watched the comings and goings of the two young people.

The four old foxes exchanged glances with each other, and shook hands under the table tacitly: the in-laws are settled.

Although it was just announced that the two had terminated their relationship, the scene in front of them was no different than the previous relationship, and it was obviously a big revolutionary step forward.

"I'm going to cut some fruits after dinner." Aunt Qin cleared her throat and said, breaking the slightly stagnant atmosphere.

Hearing this, Jiang Yiming turned his attention to Qin Xianjun, and said, "Don't bother, Aunt Qin, my manager will pick me up after I sit down for a while, and there is still rehearsal tonight."

"Oh yes, Mingming is going to be a big star now. Aunt Qin has been watching your show. Don't worry about that old man Duan Fei, he is in menopause." Aunt Qin said.

Jiang Yiming laughed when he heard this.

"Aunt Qin has eaten more nutritious things in the past few days, and her health has recovered. Soon, the good news is coming." Jiang Yiming opened his eyebrows and looked at the other party gently. burst into joy.

After Jiang Yiming finished speaking, he suddenly thought of Zhong Sheng. He didn't know what the other party thought about his sister who was coming. He turned his head to look, and saw Zhong Sheng was also looking at him.

"Let your manager go directly to the rehearsal. I'll take you there. Anyway, I have to go back to the company at night." Zhong Sheng said.

Jiang Yiming nodded habitually, "OK."

After he finished answering, he suddenly paused again, pursing his lips slightly.

Jiang Yiming still sent a message to his agent, asking Bao Qiwen to meet directly at the TV station.

There was unexpectedly no movement about him and Duan Fei on the Internet, and it was unknown who suppressed it.

After getting in the car, Jiang Yiming sat in the co-pilot, and while buckling up his seat belt, he asked Zhong Sheng, "Did you already know the purpose of today's meal?"

"A little earlier than you." Zhong Sheng said.

Jiang Yiming curled his lips, watched Zhong Sheng drive, was silent for a while, and suddenly asked, "Then what are your plans for the future? Is there anyone you like?"

"I have been told that I have a fiancé since I was a child, who do you think I will like?" Zhong Sheng asked back.

Jiang Yiming held his breath when he heard the words, and couldn't help but "sneer", his words were stinging: "That really wronged you and wasted your great time."

Zhong Sheng was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Jiang Yiming had misunderstood what he said, and he shook his head slightly with a smile.

After sending the person to the TV station, Jiang Yiming got out of the car, didn't bother to talk to Zhong Sheng, and walked straight into the TV station without saying a word.

Zhong Sheng pinched his brows helplessly, watched Jiang Yiming go in, then started the car, turned around and left.

In the rehearsal room, seven young people of similar age stood in front of a whole mirror wall. Jiang Yiming came late and greeted the seven lazily.

"You're late." Ren Zhongyuan frowned at Jiang Yiming who was looking lazy, and said displeasedly.

"It's good that I didn't let you go." Jiang Yiming rolled his eyes.

If you are in a bad mood, don't bother idlers.

Ren Zhongyuan blushed again from anger, this person was holding on to the fact that he didn't ask for leave to eat hot pot, and he could probably read until the end of the show.

"It's okay, we just arrived, let's start?" Another boy smoothed things over. He looked a little pale, spoke in a soft voice, and smelled like a sick child.

Jiang Yiming took a look at that person. It was the boy named Lu Kan who was alluded by Ren Zhongyuan to have a fever that would slow down the progress on the show.

He nodded casually and scratched his hair twice: "Okay, let's start."

The music in the rehearsal room started, and eight young boys began to practice dancing in front of the mirror in the rehearsal room.

Dancing and singing together, eight people practiced from eight o'clock in the evening until eleven o'clock, Lu Kan gasped for breath and asked to take a break first.

Jiang Yiming took two bottles of mineral water, threw one bottle to Lu Kan, and poured most of it into his mouth by himself.

What a pain.

Jiang Yiming wiped the sweat from his body, Lu Kan said he was going to the bathroom, and ran out quickly.

Not long after, the lights in the rehearsal room suddenly went out with a "snap", and the electronic door of the rehearsal room also made the sound of being locked.

The boys panicked and quickly took out their mobile phones to light up.

The fluorescent light of the mobile phone shone on his face, and seeing his own appearance in the mirror, it was like a ghost film.

The clock on the wall was probably out of electricity, and the hands pointed to 44:[-] and did not move again.

Several young people looked at each other in blank dismay, their bodies froze, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that they were afraid.

"The power went out? Do you want to go out and find someone?" Someone asked.

"Who else is there at this late hour... We still asked the gatekeeper privately for the key to stay so late."

"Then what to do..."

Just when several people were afraid, a sneer was very obvious.

A group of people subconsciously turned to the source of the sound, and saw Jiang Yiming standing alone in the corner, without turning on the light, lazily leaning against the wall with his trouser pockets in his pocket: "What are you afraid of? Afraid of the dark?"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone suddenly spoke in a weeping trembling voice: "You...you look in the mirror, look in the mirror...Is there an extra person?"

"No, there are eight people." One person glanced roughly and counted the heads. The rehearsal room was too dark, and some faces couldn't see who was who.

"But didn't Lu Kan go out just now? He's still locked out!" The cry in the man's voice became more obvious.

After the man finished speaking, everyone reacted, and suddenly a chill came close to Heaven's inspiration.

Jiang Yiming frowned and strode up to everyone.

He took out his mobile phone and ordered: "Look in the mirror, and if you see the extra person, speak up immediately."

"What... what are you going to do?" Ren Zhongyuan was startled, just listening to it felt intimidating.

Jiang Yiming ignored him, holding the mobile phone in one hand, and with the other hand, he took out the ancient coin that he always kept in his trouser pocket.

Following Jiang Yiming's movement, the bright light of the mobile phone skipped over the faces of boys with frightened faces, and was clearly reflected in the mirror.

Everyone's hands and feet were cold, wondering if the extra "person" was standing beside them.

Jiang Yiming walked to Ren Zhongyuan's side, suddenly stopped, and felt a wave of evil rushing towards him.

He suddenly shined the light on Ren Zhongyuan's right side, there was no one there, but in the mirror, there was a person whose height was similar to Ren Zhongyuan's, with pale and numb expression.

"Ghost, ghost ah ah ah—"

Ren Zhongyuan's heel gave way and he fell to the ground.

Jiang Yiming frowned fiercely, picked up Ren Zhongyuan's collar and threw it back, and said in a low voice, "Stand back!"