The entertainment industry is also haunted today

In a small, narrow space, a man squatted on the toilet cover, his eyes red, touching a photo in his hand over and over again.

His lips moved, but no words came out.

Only by watching his mouth carefully can he vaguely tell that he said "I'm sorry".

In the photo, a girl with a beautiful appearance is standing by the window, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on half of her body, making her look softer and hazy.

There is a signature written in blue ink on the back of the photo, and the handwriting is beautiful and neat: Zhang Ying.

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"Let's go, don't stand here in a daze."

Xue Ji stared at the top of the man's head in front of him. When he looked from top to bottom, he could see that in this season when everyone was wearing thermal underwear, this man was wearing a sleeveless vest under his clothes today.

He curled his lips, it's no wonder that this person doesn't get cold when dressed like this.

From the beginning of the interaction between the two of them, Zhang Zijun stared at them from the sidelines. Seeing that the two were about to "hug" into the infield, he hurriedly coughed loudly a few times from behind.

Xue Ji paused, turned around and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"..." You two interacted like this and asked me what's wrong.

Zhang Zijun choked, and said nonsense, "I have a cold."

"Oh," Xue Ji responded, "Then be careful, don't pass on your cold."

"...All right, master." Zhang Zijun, who didn't expect to get a word of comfort from Xue Ji's mouth, stood silently under Mingxing's umbrella. As for those two people, he didn't care, let them interact, anyway. Xue Ji himself doesn't care what the media says.

Ming Xing looked at Tang Xu expectantly, and then saw his elder brother Xu turning around with Xue Ji and waving at him, "Wait for me in the car, don't freeze, let's go in .”

Seeing the backs of the two of them entering the arena, Mingxing and Zhang Zijun looked at each other, obviously seeing a trace of doubt in each other's eyes.

When did the relationship between the two develop by leaps and bounds?

Most of the people who came to the memorial service brought the white chrysanthemum. Tang Xu put the white chrysanthemum on it and bowed deeply.

Zhang Ying's parents stood beside him, hot tears fell from their eyes, Tang Xu knew that this was the bitterness from a white-haired person to a black-haired person.

He wasn't very good at comforting people, so after holding back for a long time, he could only say "Sorrow and change" and went down.

Zhang Ying was indeed not well-known during her lifetime. This memorial service was only held by Brilliant Entertainment Company to see her popularity rise, and everyone on the Internet was paying attention to and discussing about it. intention.

Tang Xu quietly sat side by side with Xue Ji under the stage. Not long after, a man came up, holding a bouquet of little lilies in his hand, and put it on with a solemn expression.

The next second, Tang Xu pursed his lips. Behind the man, he saw Zhang Ying who suddenly appeared out of thin air.

Or rather, the ghost of the dead Zhang Ying.

Her gaze followed the man who presented flowers, and when she saw so many people in the audience attending her memorial service, her expression seemed sad or mournful.

Because she fell to death from a high altitude, there was still blood on her forehead, which was quite scary at first glance.

Tang Xu moved his seat to Xue Ji's side and grabbed his sleeve, thinking that he could still tell his friends from the ghost hunting family about seeing ghosts.

Tang Xu covered his mouth with his hands, leaned into Xue Ji's ear and said, "I saw Zhang Ying."

Xue Ji's expression suddenly became tense, and he didn't make a sound.

Tang Xu didn't notice, but just expressed his thoughts on his own: "I think she seems very sad... all she cried is blood."

Xue Ji didn't reply, but his lips were pursed even tighter, almost into a straight line.

Tang Xu stared at his tight jawline from bottom to top. He didn't get a response for a while, and then said "ah", "Sorry, I forgot that you are afraid of ghosts, so I won't describe it to you."

His apology didn't sound sincere, so Xue Ji rolled his eyes as expected.

Zhang Ying's ghost floated in front of the wall, Tang Xu couldn't help following her, and found that she was staring up at the banner hanging on the wall.

The banner reads in black on a white background: Comrade Zhang Ying is immortal.

Tang Xu looked at her back, and suddenly wanted to know what was going on in her heart now, seeing her memorial service with her own eyes, if she really committed suicide, would she regret it now?

Someone on the stage was reading a eulogy. Tang Xu took a look and found that that person was the man who had presented lilies in front of Zhang Ying's posthumous photo.

Zhang Ying stood not far away, staring at him sadly without saying a word.

Just after discovering this, Tang Xu felt unreasonably that perhaps Zhang Ying had an unusual relationship with the man who read the eulogy on stage.

He told Xue Ji about this discovery, and Xue Ji licked his lower lip nervously, and said, "The person on stage should be her manager."

Tang Xu, Zhang Ying's manager, was somewhat impressed.

On the way to attend the memorial service, Mingxing told him some gossip about Zhang Ying, including about Zhang Ying and her manager.

The Bright Entertainment that Zhang Ying works for is not a big company, and it doesn't have any famous artists under its name. Zhang Ying has already developed well in it.

Since her debut at the age of 19, her agent has been responsible for taking care of her. It is said that the two have a very close relationship in private. It is not like the relationship between ordinary celebrities and their agents. On the contrary, it is more like a relative, like a brother-sister relationship.

Halfway through the memorial service, Tang Xu heard uncontrollable sobs behind him.

He turned his head and met the eyes of a crying man.

The man wiped his eyes with a tissue, and Tang Xu recognized that it was Song Jieyi.

Song Jieyi's eyes were red, and the camera was on her left front. She leaned slightly, lowered her eyes, and shrugged her shoulders from time to time.

Before she came in, a reporter interviewed her. Tang Xu passed by and just heard Song Jieyi crying: "She is really a very gentle person. I have a very good relationship with her. Before that, we had We went out to eat together."

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Tang Xu withdrew his gaze. The atmosphere of the memorial service was too depressing. It was hard to get to the last step. The mourning music was played in the auditorium. Tang Xu and Xue Jihe held an umbrella and walked out slowly among the crowd. .

The reporters outside had been waiting for a long time, and the cameras flashed on them.

When Tang Xu was in the auditorium, he had already taken off his mask and stuffed it into his pocket to show his respect, but it was probably squeezed out by the crowd. Now that he was out of the auditorium, he couldn't find it when he touched his pocket.

"Actually, I don't want to worry about it, but... Is Zhang Ying really committing suicide?" Tang Xu and the others slowly fell to the back of the crowd and discussed in a low voice.

Xue Ji held his umbrella and said, "Huh?"He couldn't see ghosts, so he didn't know what else Tang Xu saw in the auditorium.

Tang Xu stretched out an arm and climbed onto his shoulder, "Just now Zhang Ying..."

He had just finished talking before being interrupted by Xue Ji: "Don't give me a detailed description."

"..." Tang Xu looked at him and blinked, "I didn't intend to describe it to you, but I just don't think she looks like suicide."

Xue Ji looked ahead to avoid colliding with other people's umbrellas, "Did she tell you?"

Tang Xu shook his head, "I just guessed."

He hadn't communicated with the ghost directly yet, and Li Antong had just written him in blood all over the wall... It was really impressive to say it.

Xue Ji frowned, "Don't think too much, it's easy to provoke ghosts, and now the media is paying attention to this matter, let's wait and see the result."

Tang Xu nodded, and just two steps out, a hand holding the microphone stretched out in front of them from the side.

"Hello, I'm a cutting-edge reporter. What's your opinion on Zhang Ying's jumping off the building?"

Tang Xu and Xue Ji looked at each other, and they really said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao would be there soon.

The female reporter had a small reporter card hanging on her chest, and she didn't hold an umbrella, and the raindrops were dizzying on her clothes.

It is estimated that seeing Tang Xu and Xue Ji fall behind the crowd, they struggled through the blockade surrounded by security guards, and wanted to seize the opportunity to interview the last wave.

"Tang Xu?" After she asked, she realized who she was interviewing, and when she saw Xue Ji holding an umbrella beside her, her eyes became more complicated.

Tang Xu thought for a while, looked at the camera and quoted a sentence, "I hope she will have a safe journey in the next life, the bridges will be strong, and the tunnels will be bright."

After all, he and Zhang Ying were not familiar with each other, especially in front of reporters, they made many mistakes.

After saying this, Tang Xu and Xue Ji left under umbrellas.

"Where did you read that sentence?" Xue Jiman asked casually.

Tang Xu recalled for a while, "It was written by a poet in Turkey, and the name is "The Train."

Xue Ji nodded and said, "Oh."

Before the two separated, Xue Ji suddenly asked, "Did you forget something?"

Tang Xu was confused, finally shook his head, and said hesitantly, "Isn't it?"

Xue Ji didn't roll his eyes again this time, but just said angrily "Get in the car", turned around and left with an umbrella, leaving Tang Xu standing under the umbrella, scratching his hair and carefully recalling what he had forgotten .

Perhaps because of the influence of the memorial service, on the way back, Tang Xu put down the seat in a lack of interest, lay down on it with his clothes closed and rested.

Mingxing was sitting in the passenger seat, checking Weibo with his mobile phone.

Originally, Tang Xu's album was scheduled to be released today, because Zhang Ying's memorial service was moved to tomorrow.

Today I just released a short trailer on Weibo, which is actually a behind-the-scenes video, and I chose a clip of Tang Xu posing on the grass with a flower on his head.

The following Weibo was quickly swiped by fans:

——Ahhh fresh brother! ! !

——Today I am a flower/sun

——Such a gentle expression... Is this a daughter?

Ming Xing laughed suddenly, "Brother Xu, they gave you a title called 'Flower Fairy'."

Tang Xu turned over, "...what do you mean?"

"It probably means that you are a fairy among flowers."

Mingxing swiped Weibo very happily, watching those fans scrambling to be flowers, he used his trumpet to give them a thumbs up one by one.

Congratulations to Mingxing for completing the daily task "Do not regret being an assistant"【1/1】

"Hmm..." Tang Xu was still not very emotional at first, but the moment he raised his eyes, his mind cleared up.

——He caught a glimpse of Zhang Ying in the rearview mirror and sat behind him.

Tang Xu stiffened his neck and didn't dare to turn his head. He only dared to look behind him in the rearview mirror.

Zhang Ying was quiet and introverted even when she was a ghost. Her head was still dripping with blood, and she was sitting in the last row of seats with an expression on the verge of tears.

Tang Xu looked at the blood flowing from the back row, and closed his eyes - no, he might not dare to sit in this car anymore, there is a shadow.

Mingxing was still browsing Weibo with great interest in front, just when Tang Xu was about to take a look back with courage, Mingxing first let out a sigh and turned his head: "The new heroine of "Hui Gan Zhuan" has been confirmed, the official Already tweeted."