A vicious supporting actor dressed as a widow

In the blink of an eye, May, Zheng Qin is still a director who is more considerate of actors, took advantage of Labor Day to give the crew a two-day vacation, and Qi Ming and Song Kunlang went to meet their parents, so they took advantage of the two-day vacation to go with Song Kunlang .

Song Kunlang's grandfather's house was not far from Beinan City, in a small village on the outskirts of Beinan City.

When Song Kunlang and Qi Ming were talking about the address, Qi Ming thought that Song Kunlang's grandfather's house would be a small private house like other villages, but when he got to the place, Qi Ming realized that he was wrong.

The house in front of him is very big, even standing at the door, Qi Ming feels very small.When I went to Sushan City and saw the Qi family, Qi Ming felt that the Qi family's old house was very big, but now compared with Song Kunlang's grandfather's house, the Qi family's house is nothing.

"So what does grandfather do?" Qi Ming turned his head to look at Song Kunlang and asked, this family background is not small.

Song Kunlang replied: "He is a teacher."

Qi Ming didn't believe that a teacher could earn such a family fortune, not to mention deposits, how many people could afford the quaint family fortune in front of him.

Song Kunlang knew what Qi Ming was thinking, stretched out his hand and rubbed Qi Ming's head, and said, "This belongs to the public."

He said again: "Open your eyes and see."

Qi Ming obediently opened his eyes, and it turned out that the word "Liang Zhai" was written on the plaque, but when Qi Ming opened his eyes to look at it, the words on the plaque changed completely, and became "Special Incident Management Department".

"This..." Qi Ming was so surprised that he didn't know what to say, he never expected that the last place he came to would be the Special Incident Investigation Department.

He asked, "Isn't my grandfather a teacher?"

"Before he retired, he was a professor in the Department of Literature of North-South University, and now he is the head of the special management department." Song Kunlang further explained to Qi Ming, and took Qi Ming's hand to the door.

As if by induction, the two people walked up the steps in front of the door, and the vermilion door opened. The person who opened the door was an old man with a pair of round-frame retro glasses on the bridge of his nose. Two glasses chains dangled. Swinging, wearing an indigo Tang suit, after opening the door, he bent slightly and approached Qi Ming, sizing him up carefully.

Qi Ming was not sure if the old man was Song Kunlang's grandfather, so he nodded towards the old man and said "Hello" respectfully.

The old man grinned at Qi Ming, "Are you Qi Ming?"

"It's me." After all, he came to meet his parents, it's impossible for Qi Ming not to be nervous. After seeing someone, his whole body was a little tense, and even his voice was stiff.

The old man said cheerfully: "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, come in first and sit down."

As he spoke, he made a gesture of invitation, and invited Qi Ming into the house.

Qi Ming communicated with Song Kunlang with his soul while walking, "Is this my grandfather?"

"This is Uncle Xia, the guard of the special management department." Song Kunlang introduced Qi Ming.

Knowing that the other party was not Song Kunlang's grandfather, Qi Ming instinctively breathed a sigh of relief, his steps became much lighter, and he also thought about looking at the house.

The style of the whole house is antique, almost no modern equipment can be seen, even electric lights are rare, which makes Qi Ming wonder what kind of lighting will be used at night?

It was only when Qi Ming had this doubt that he saw a will-o'-the-wisp floating not far away, and the light of the fire illuminated the dark room.

Uncle Xia followed Qi Ming's gaze and introduced to Qi Ming with a smile, "Although some ghosts do evil, their crimes can't be wiped out. Let them participate in labor reform. Every ghost fire represents a ghost. It's green and pollution-free. Save electricity bills."

Qi Ming: "..."

It was really an eye-opener for him, that a state department is so stingy.

Qi Ming followed Uncle Xia all the way, but there was no one else in the big house besides them. Qi Ming was puzzled and asked directly: "Uncle Xia, are you and grandfather the only ones in this house?"

"You know I'm Uncle Xia?" Uncle Xia was slightly surprised, and then suddenly realized, "That kid Song Kunlang came back with you, right?"

Uncle Xia sighed before answering Qi Ming's question, "Every member of the special management department has their own job on the surface, and except for the minister, no one knows who they are. It's not a particularly important thing. Few people will stay in the special management department, and they are all busy working to make money."

Qi Ming: "..."

Qi Ming: "Doesn't the special management department pay wages?"

"Send it." Uncle Xia said: "Five insurances and one gold, a basic salary of [-], and a commission for completing tasks."

Song Kunlang added from the side: "The raffle has been canceled at the beginning of the year."

"Then there are still people who are willing to stay?" With a monthly salary of [-], they still do the most dangerous work, and those who are willing to stay are those with great kindness in their hearts.

Song Kunlang smiled: "It's the special management department that doesn't smoke anymore. The members who complete the task will collect the labor fees paid by the employer. The special management department also provides a platform."

Of course, in addition to tasks other than labor fees, there are also voluntary tasks. This is something that every member who joins the Special Management Department must do. Finish.

Qi Ming didn't understand. In his opinion, the Special Management Department is a state machine, just like the police station. It shouldn't charge labor fees.

As if knowing Qi Ming's doubts, "It was true that the functions of some public agencies were similar before, but in this case, the enthusiasm of the members could not be stimulated. Even generating electricity for love has a limit, so the Special Management Department keeps up with the pace of the times and takes the lead. I have created an APP for receiving tasks. Except for obligatory tasks, members of the Special Management Department and other mysterious people in the society can receive tasks through the APP. The APP is managed by the Special Management Department, and other people in the mysterious world will be charged for labor fees for completing tasks. The platform has to take [-]% of it, which is regarded as the management fee of the platform, and members of the special management department do not need to pay this fee."

Qi Ming: "Regulate the market? Unify pricing? Ease of management?"

After listening to it, he said several benefits of this APP in one breath, and the national public sector really needs to do the same.

Song Kunlang said coolly, "Scramble for business."

Qi Ming: "Huh?"

"Before the launch of the APP, the information on supernatural events has always been in the hands of the Celestial Masters Association. Only when encountering difficult things that the Celestial Masters Association can't solve will they report to the Special Management Department. It is equivalent to the eyes and ears of the Special Management Department being blocked by heaven The Association of Masters concealed it, not to mention the delay in information, and was deceived by the Association of Celestial Masters. A major event happened in the middle, and the Special Management Department realized that it could not put all the rights in the hands of the Association of Celestial Masters, so it led the people from the mysterious world, This app was developed to keep the information in the hands of the special management department." Song Kunlang explained to Qi Ming in detail.

To put it simply, it is to collect all the business of the Tianshi Association, and then publish it on the APP, so that those who can do it, instead of the Tianshi Association monopolizing these tasks, it is right to say that it is grabbing business.

This way, Qi Ming understands that every time Song Kunlang mentions the Celestial Masters Association, his attitude is contemptuous. Qi Ming has to suspect that Song Kunlang's "suicide" is also related to the Celestial Masters Association, or he thinks boldly. Could the master of the black hands behind the luck-stealing event be the top of the Celestial Masters Association?

Qi Ming suppressed this doubt for now, what he is more curious about now is the APP that Song Kunlang said.

Qi Ming asked Song Kunlang: "How do I download the app?"

"Ask Uncle Xia."

Uncle Xia: "Just scan this QR code." He took out a flyer from his pocket. The flyer was on a black background with a line of bright red words on it - "What should I do if I'm going to hell? Then download Ghostbusters Ah APP."

Below this line of big characters is a line of slightly smaller characters, which reads "Sturdy Celestial Master, catch ghosts online, give you different supernatural experiences, tens of millions of subsidy will be issued from time to time, so that you can shake the sky."

A Q version of the ghost is drawn under the text. A nail is driven into the ghost's head, and blood flows down, forming a QR code shape on the ghost's stomach.

Qi Ming looked at this flyer, and was speechless for a while, then turned on his phone, scanned the QR code, and with a beep, the screen jumped to the download page of an app. In Qi Ming's ear, he reminded: "The memory of the app is relatively large, so take it easy when you download it, don't exceed the traffic, there is no WiFi for you to use here."

"It's okay." Qi Ming smiled with his lips stiffened, "I have unlimited traffic."

The finger has poked the green download button, and the Buffy app has entered the background download.

Then he realized a problem belatedly, and said in surprise, "Uncle Xia, can you hear me talking to Kun Lang?"

When he communicated with Song Kunlang with his soul, Xingchen couldn't hear what they were talking about, but Uncle Xia could hear them.

"Should I not be able to hear you?" Uncle Xia asked back.

The word "sweeping monk" suddenly appeared in Qi Ming's mind. Even though Uncle Xia is the guard of the special management department, he must have unfathomable strength.

In an instant, the image of Uncle Xia was elevated in Qi Ming's heart.

This house is really too big. It took half an hour to walk from the front yard to the backyard where Song Kunlang's grandfather lived. Of course, the straight-line time can be shortened by more than half by dismantling the nine-curved corridor.

Facts have proved that the memory of the Ghostbusters app is indeed large. Qi Ming and Song Kunlang have reached their destinations. The app has not been downloaded yet, and the progress bar has only reached the normal level. Qi Ming took a last look and pressed the phone screen to black. Stuffed it into the pocket, followed Uncle Xia into the courtyard in front of him.

Uncle Xia took Qi Ming and Song Kunlang directly to Song Kunlang's grandfather's study room. The study room is decorated in an antique style. Landscape paintings and calligraphy works can be seen everywhere. All the furniture is made of logs. Being in the study room allows Qi Ming to travel back in time and space to ancient times. illusion.

There is a desk near the window. At this moment, the sunlight outside the window falls on the desk. The dust in the air dances in the sunlight. There is an old man in a Chinese tunic suit sitting upright by the desk. A thread-bound book is spread out on the desk. , the old man looked at the book with a serious face, the sun was half shining on his body, a scene of peaceful years.

Seeing this scene, Qi Ming couldn't help but lighten his steps, glanced at Song Kunlang, and motioned for Song Kunlang to speak first.

Song Kunlang shook his head, held Qi Ming's hand, and signaled Qi Ming to take his steps lightly, but Qi Ming didn't understand why, but still did as Song Kunlang asked.

The old man was fascinated by the book, Song Kunlang and Qi Ming didn't know it when they came, and their eyes continued to fall on the book.

When Qi Ming approached and saw the old man's book, he fell silent for a while.

He thought the old man was reading a book, and when he got closer, he realized that there was a book spread out on the desk. It was a model of a book, and a hole the size of a mobile phone was dug in the middle, just right to put the mobile phone in it, and the old man was not good at reading. Fascinated, he had a pair of wireless earphones plugged into his ears, and he was watching the video with relish right now.

Qi Ming took a closer look, and his face suddenly turned red. The old man was still watching "Wulin" performed by Qi Ming. When he looked over, Qi Ming's own face appeared in the video.

Why is there an inexplicable feeling of public execution?

I don't know what the old man thinks of his acting. The old man is a professor of the Faculty of Arts. I don't know if his character fits the old man's aesthetics, and I don't know how many bugs the old man picked out.

Now Qi Ming was even more nervous, so much so that he forgot to stop Song Kunlang, and watched Song Kunlang reach out and knock on the old man's table a few times, before the old man realized their existence.

The old man looked up, and saw Qi Ming standing in front of him a little cautiously.

He even forgot to press pause on the video, and hurriedly stood up.

Qi Ming was stunned for a while, then subconsciously greeted, "Grandpa, I am..."

The old man seemed a little nervous, but more excited, he waved his hand at Qi Ming, "Stop, don't say anything."

Qi Ming: "..."

His heart suddenly rose. Is the old man dissatisfied with him?

Immediately afterwards, Qi Ming saw the old man find a notebook from the desk, hand it to Qi Ming, and said with an excited smile: "I'm your movie fan, can you sign it for me first?"

Qi Ming: "..."

Qi Ming's mood right now is like riding a roller coaster, with ups and downs.

However, he did not refuse the old man's request, and respectfully took the notebook in the old man's hand with both hands, and signed his name on it seriously.

The old man couldn't put his hands back on the notebook. He restrained the urge to take pictures, and said in a loud voice, "Sit, sit down."

From the beginning to the end, his eyes did not stay on his grandson for a second.

Song Kunlang called out, "Grandpa."

After the old man saw Qi Ming sitting down in front of him, he glanced at Song Kunlang, "You still know how to come? I asked you to bring Qi Ming a long time ago, why are you here now?"

Seeing other people in the fan group posting Qi Ming's autographed photos, he felt envious and jealous. He is still Qi Ming's grandfather, and he didn't even have a single autographed photo. If only Song Kunlang had brought Qi Ming to him sooner. , he doesn't have to envy others.

Song Kunlang felt the resentment in the old man's eyes, stood aside silently and stopped talking, Qi Ming was his grandson!

The old man liked Qi Ming very much, and Qi Ming himself did not expect that the old man would have such an attitude. During the conversation with the old man, his heart gradually relaxed.

The old man is not the serious little old man he imagined, but an old urchin who likes to laugh very much, and is very trendy. Fans use the words to open their mouths. There are a few words that Qi Ming doesn't know what they mean, and the old man needs to explain them again. suddenly realized.

This conversation was very pleasant, Qi Ming also fell in love with this old man who always smiles when he speaks, his grandpa is long and grandpa is short, and the old man can't stop laughing.

All in all, it was a very pleasant meeting, and Qi Ming and the old man had a very good chat. Song Kunlang wanted to illustrate the old man several times, but the old man didn't give him the opportunity to do it.

In the process of chatting with Qi Ming, the old man asked Qi Ming to take several photos with him, and when he put away his phone, he was very happy. These are all his capital to show off in the fan group!

In the evening, Qi Ming and Song Kunlang stayed here. After dinner, the couple strolled around the house. There was really no electric lights in the house, and there were will-o'-the-wisps floating not too far away, which could be regarded as street lights.

After eating, the two returned to the room.There was a wisp of will-o'-the-wisp that wanted to follow the two of them in to illuminate them, but Qi Ming refused to let it go. Although he was not so afraid of ghosts now, if he opened his eyes in a daze at night and saw a wisp of will-o'-the-wisp floating in front of his eyes, he would still Be scared.

The will-o'-the-wisp was ruthlessly rejected, and the room was completely dark, and Qi Ming took out his mobile phone to light it.

Before the flashlight was turned on, Qi Ming was hugged by Song Kunlang.

Qi Ming: "What's wrong?"

Song Kunlang: "After seeing Grandpa, you spoke five sentences to me in total."

Qi Ming: "..."

The sour taste is overflowing.

"You even drink grandfather's vinegar?" Qi Ming laughed.

The response to Qi Ming was Song Kunlang's kiss, starting from the back of the neck, moving forward bit by bit, kissing the earlobe, stretching out his hand to pinch Qi Ming's chin, making Qi Ming turn his head, and kissing Qi Ming's lips.

In the darkness, Qi Ming was pressed on the bed by Song Kunlang, and Song Kunlang's low voice rang in Qi Ming's ears, "Grandpa sleeps in the next room, and the house is not soundproof."

Qi Ming became nervous and became extremely sensitive.

After the whole scene, I didn't dare to confide a little voice, for fear of being heard by the elders.

Song Kunlang hugged Qi Ming into his arms and laughed hoarsely: "I'm lying to you, grandpa lives in another courtyard."

Qi Ming smeared Song Kunlang with an elbow, but he was not willing to use force, and Song Kunlang laughed lowly.

He simply turned over and ignored Song Kunlang, and he didn't feel sleepy at the moment, so he took out his phone, the Buffy app had been downloaded, Qi Ming clicked on the app out of curiosity.

As soon as the APP is opened, a string of supernatural music comes out of the phone, and then the page jumps, and it is still simple and rude with red letters on a black background——

【Are you the host or the guest? 】

Qi Ming guessed that the master should be someone from the mysterious world, and the guests are those who need help to place an order. He thought about it and chose the master's option.

The page continues to jump, this time it is an input box, and there is a line of reminder on the input box: Please enter the introducer code.

Introducer code?

Qi Ming really didn't know who to introduce, where did he get the code of the introducer?

Song Kunlang posted it, and whispered a string of numbers into Qi Ming's ear, "Enter three zeros."

Qi Ming entered three zeros according to Song Kunlang's instructions, and clicked OK.

On the next side, a line of blood-red words appeared on the screen: Since the introducer's level is too high, please wait patiently for the introducer to confirm.

"This is you?"

Song Kunlang let out a "hmm", took out the mobile phone that was in Qi Ming's place, and logged into his account. As soon as he logged in, a private message appeared, which was the confirmation message sent to him by the system, and he clicked to confirm.

Qi Ming only felt his phone vibrate, picked it up, and saw an anime version of the ghost spinning around, and after a few seconds, a registration page appeared, asking Qi Ming to enter his nickname.

Qi Ming asked Song Kunlang: "Do you want to write your real name?"

Song Kunlang: "It is recommended not to use your real name."

Qi Ming entered a few times in succession, and they all showed that they had been registered. After thinking about it, he entered in the input box again: Mrs. Song.

He was playing to lose, thinking that this was registered by someone else, but when he clicked the confirm button, he immediately popped up saying that he registered successfully.

Qi Ming: "..."

Song Kunlang: "Hahaha."

The author has something to say: two more in one, good night~