soul collector

Li Ziping watched Jiang Qiao go straight in, a little confused.In a daze, he actually felt that Jiang Qiao was more of a manager than he was.He looked back at Tang Xiu, "What's the situation?"

Tang Xiu didn't show any expression, "I'm bored and feel uncomfortable all over."

Li Ziping went in with Tang Xiu, muttering in his heart that Director Jiang hadn't worked overtime every night for a while, why was he so bored that he felt uncomfortable all over?But judging by his meddling attitude every day, it is probably really boring.

Hey, artists are full of energy.

Facts have proved that no one dares to rob director Jiang without being short-sighted, and the young director of Yingcai arranged for Tang Xiu to make up a play.Tang Xiu's newcomer made a fuss when he debuted. He thought he couldn't be saved, but unexpectedly, he acted bravely and added a variety show, and successfully exonerated him.The company wanted to take advantage of his enthusiasm and quickly pick up a wave of files.

"Fox Killing Terrace" is indeed a big drama, but there are still hundreds of thousands of miles away from its release, and a small Internet celebrity like Tang Xiu who relies on topics to keep his popularity can't afford it.Today, the little director of the Film Policy Department slapped his head and thought of a way.

The drama to be supplemented is called "The Spy Shadow", which is the main theme spy war drama of Bugen Zhengmiaohong.In fact, this drama has already been on the air for a third of the time, and the character Tang Xiu wants to make up will appear in about two weeks.

The kid who played that role was arrested for whoring|prostitution last week, and the TV station said that it would either withdraw the file or make a move on the subsequent episodes.A trading company that has suffered a blood loss like withdrawing a file will not do it, but if the knife is used, although the character does not have many shots, it will lead to a lot of plots, and it is really impossible to cut.

The company gritted its teeth and decided to make up for it again and again, and it didn't cost too much, so it used a method that made all the audience disdainful but could only make do with it under the circumstances-cutting pictures.

Jiang Qiao's face turned blue after listening to the little director of the film and planning department groaning for a long time after squeezing out the word "cutout", and just said, "No."

"Eh? Director Jiang, don't be in a hurry. Listen to me, this character has very few shots, and the reshoots don't take more than a week before and after. It won't delay your "Zhan Hutai"!"

Tang Xiu stood by the side and thought for a while, "I also don't think it will take too much energy. Anyway—" He glanced at the little director, and said straightforwardly: "It sounds like the company is going to break the pot, and it doesn't matter. Expect me to produce some big drama that will be recorded in history."

The little director nodded quickly, "It's not rough, that's what it means!"

Jiang Qiao pulled his face and squinted at Tang Xiu, "I'm the kind of director who only thinks about his own play and doesn't care about the actors' personal development?"

There was silence in the room.

Seeing Tang Xiu pretending to be dead with everyone, Jiang Qiao gritted his teeth and sneered, "This kind of cutout character is just for scolding by the audience. Do you know what a barrage is? What's it like to be full of mocking faces? The filming is easy to finish. The filming is a little lacking, and you will be killed by spitting one by one. If you leave everyone with an impression of relying on your appearance in your first film, ten "Zhan Hutai" will not save you!"

Li Ziping's face turned pale with fright, and he waved his hands again and again, "Director Jiang is right, he's right, we won't accept this play, don't get angry... don't get angry..."

Tang Xiu suddenly reached out and grabbed Jiang Qiao's arm.

"Director, do you think I can't make this scene well?"

Jiang Qiao lowered his eyes and looked at the hand holding him, but said nothing.

Tang Xiu smiled, "I think I can shoot pretty well." He turned around and took the prepared filming contract directly from the young director, turned to the last page and signed it. "That's it for this drama. Please send me the outline of the plot later. I have to hold on tight."

On the way the two of them walked back together, Jiang Qiao didn't speak a word until they crossed a road and saw that they were about to enter the community, Jiang Qiao said, "Go have breakfast."

Tang Xiu nodded, "Okay, I'll treat you to eat."

Jiang Qiao led him to a soya-bean milk shop. The breakfast rush for office workers had just passed, and the shop owner was sitting on a stool in the shop to relax. When he saw two people coming in, he grinned, "What would you like to eat?"

Jiang Qiao said with a sullen face, "Two bowls of soy milk and two baskets of buns."

"okay."

Jiang Qiao found a table near the door, took out two pieces of paper and wiped the table again, "Sit down."

The soy milk in the small shop is very solid, a big bowl is steaming, and the steamed stuffed bun is also big, with the gravy dripping out through the thin skin.Tang Xiu lowered his head to eat, and the hot soy milk calmed down the indistinct churning in his drunken stomach. When he looked up, he saw Jiang Qiao staring at him, without even moving his chopsticks.

"what happened?"

Jiang Qiao pursed his lips, "Why did you take this role?"

"It's a very important period when you first debuted, especially for an artist like you who has attracted attention since your debut. The black material before was just a small matter. There is no basis for it, and everyone who cleans it or not will just take a picture. Happy. But once the work is released and people spray it, it will be a final conclusion, and no one will wash it clean in a few years or even ten years."

Tang Xiu smiled, his smile was extraordinarily simple under the steam of soy milk.

"I didn't think about it that much. I entered this circle because I was interested in the people in the circle. I would like to visit places with people."

Jiang Qiao remained silent, and Tang Xiu said again, "Director, you always seem to care about me?"

Jiang Qiao raised his eyelids to look at him, then lowered his eyes, stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the steamed stuffed bun. "Can't you?"

"It's not impossible." Tang Xiu smiled, "I feel worthless for you."

"Why isn't it worth it?" Jiang Qiao didn't raise his head.

"As a person, I have never had many friends. I think in my heart that other than firewood, rice, oil and salt, I just watch the excitement. I am naturally cold and can't keep warm."

Jiang Qiao didn't control his chopsticks well, and accidentally punctured the bun, the meat juice flowed out, and the other buns in the drawer were also stained with oil.

Tang Xiu didn't seem to notice his reaction. After throwing out the words, he continued to drink soy milk and eat steamed buns. After a long time, Jiang Qiao said, "Hurry up and go home after eating, you want more scripts for "Zhan Hu Tai"?" Eat it a few times. If you delay the filming of "The Fox Killing Terrace" because of the drama at hand, you will see it."

His voice was a little colder than usual.

Tang Xiu nodded, "Well, it's my duty as an actor to perform your play well."

As for the rest, it is not within the responsibility of the actor, and naturally it is not within the responsibility of the director.

You should understand better than me.

On the way back, Tang Xiu and Jiang Qiao didn't speak much. It wasn't until Jiang Qiao entered the house and closed the door that Tang Xiu restrained the relaxed smile that had always been on his face and frowned slightly.

I was drunk and unconscious last night, but when I woke up in the morning, my mind suddenly became clear.Jiang Qiao's meaning was almost written on his face, and thanks to his 1-year life, he didn't realize it until last night.

Tang Xiu sighed slightly. He didn't seem to have told anyone that his greatest wish was to live as an ordinary person for the rest of his life, and to sleep if he should. In other words, if he was tired of living.It's just that the uncollected soul has not been found, how can he be reconciled?

As for Jiang Qiao... he is a good guy, usually talkative and bad-tempered, but at critical moments he is quite tough, and it is really interesting and comfortable to get along with.It's just that I am a creature with a lifespan of ten thousand years, so I can't afford love.If there is a lover, how can he face the loneliness when the lover gets old after a hundred years, but he doesn't even change his appearance?

——For a person who has lived for thousands of years, the only way to endure this loneliness is to stay away from warmth and companionship.

Tang Xiu sighed again, swiped his card to enter the door, isolating the corridor and the world at the opposite door behind him.

There was a "whoosh--" notification sound from the computer, and Li Ziping sent the plot summary and reshoots of "The Spy Shadow".The character Tang Xiu wanted to shoot was Wu Boliang. The reshoots were urgently needed, and the editing and cutout would take a lot of time. The company urged him to finish the script in one day and start working tomorrow.

That's okay, so he can't help but wonder if the director with a bad temper opposite him will be frustrated and sad.

Tang Xiu drank a glass of water, shook Jiang Qiao out of his mind, walked into the bedroom with the computer in his arms, and was about to sit down and read the script in peace.

However, as soon as he stepped into the bedroom, he saw the soul-collecting banner, which had never moved during the day, shaking gently on the wall beside the bed.There was no sound, no vibration, just like being blown by the wind, it swayed slowly.

Tang Xiu turned his head and looked at the window, it was tightly closed, there was obviously no wind in this room.

A trace of shock flashed across the dark pupils, his heart suddenly sank, as if he understood something, he turned his head in disbelief, and looked through the living room to the closed door.

The first fluctuation of Jihun Banner happened when he went to the company for the first time, and that time he met Jiang Qiao in the elevator.

The second fluctuation happened on the night when he solved the problem of Song Mian and Lu Kangjing.At that time, he only thought that Jihun Banner reminded him not to give up on Song Mian, but he ignored Jiang Qiao's consoling hug in the corridor that night to comfort him who was lost.

The last fluctuation was at the night in the villa. He thought it was a hint to the four strange people in the villa, but he didn't think about it at all. It was also that night, Jiang Qiao eavesdropped on people's speeches with him, and sat with him outside the villa to watch the stars. , and put a piece of clothing on him.

Thinking about it carefully, every hint the old man made was related to Jiang Qiao, but he ruled out Jiang Qiao at the earliest. It was even more impossible for him to work overtime in an office across the road for two nights, and even live in the opposite door.The soul-collecting pennant is sensitive, if the ray of uncollected soul is so close, it is impossible for it to give such a slight signal occasionally.

Tang Xiu suddenly had a glimmer of insight in his heart.

No.80 A ray of uncollected soul is a ray of goodness.If the owner of this strand of soul is really Jiang Qiao, who is clearly close at hand every day, but there are few hints from the soul-collecting banner, then it can only mean that this strand of soul has not yet matured.Only when it fluctuates and breeds every time, the soul-collecting banner can feel the faint soul.

The good that will gradually grow, what kind of good will it be?

Tang Xiu's mind suddenly appeared in the breakfast restaurant just now, the man's tense profile after hearing his hint of rejection, and the suppressed expression of not saying a word.

The phone vibrated suddenly, and "Ye Zhiheng" was displayed on the screen.Tang Xiu withdrew his thoughts and picked up the phone.

"Senior! Help me—"

Tang Xiu immediately straightened his back and strode out the door, "What's going on?"

"Northwest Iron and Steel Plant in Fengyi District..." Ye Zhiheng hadn't finished speaking when there was a crack on the other end, and then the phone hung up.

Tang Xiu gritted his teeth and cursed "Damn it", grabbed the car keys and rushed out of the room.Almost at the same time, Jiang Qiao opened the door and came out to put away the garbage bags with a blank face and indifferent eyes.Seeing Tang Xiu rushing out, he froze for a moment, "What's wrong?"

Tang Xiu ran outside before he could answer.Jiang Qiao knew something was wrong, so he immediately closed the door and followed.