The entertainment industry is also haunted today

The girl sat on a bench with a book spread out on her lap.

Her black and smooth hair was scattered casually, and she was concentrating on flipping through the pages. The wind blew past her ears, but she didn't realize it.Only when a corner of the book was lifted by the wind did her brows slightly frowned.

Fang Jiong opened his eyes. When he saw Zhang Ying for the first time, she had such a peaceful and indifferent appearance, holding a copy of Zhang Ailing's "Half Life" in her hand, and she was fascinated by it.

In the entertainment circle where people are kind and bullied, Zhang Ying's personality is actually out of tune with this circle. She is too honest and doesn't know how to be flexible.

It's fine if she has a backstage, but she doesn't have any backstage, and is alone in the entertainment industry.

If it is too rigid, it is easy to break.

Fang Jiong covered his face with his hands, and tears flowed from between his fingers.

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Tang Xu winked at Xue Ji and pointed to his mouth.

Xue Ji understood, bent down and lowered his head, put his ear close to Tang Xu, and then heard Tang Xu whisper in his ear: "Zhang Ying and Xiao Yuan...should know each other."

The two hid in the small and cramped cubicle, and listened to the two people outside chatting for seven or eight minutes.During the period, Song Jieyi probably hung up the phone, and Tang Xu heard her put the phone on the table.

Tang Xu was worried, worried that he and Xue Ji would be found hiding here, and worried that Zhang Ying outside would not be able to control a blackened person into an evil spirit.

Fortunately, the two people outside didn't think that there was someone in the cubicle at all. A few minutes later, they left together.

Tang Xu breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door a crack, and looked out from the gap, in case the two of them left something behind and came back.

Xue Ji quickly put on his clothes, opened the door and walked out.

Tang Xu snorted, "Be careful..."

Xue Ji stood outside, zipped up his coat, and said, "I'm starving to death, come out, Xiao Huaxian."

"..."

Tang Xu stood in the cubicle, looking as if he was about to confront Xue Ji, "Where did you hear about Xiao Huaxian?"

Xue Jilue thought for a moment, then hesitated and said, "This morning's trending search? Didn't your fans pick it up for you?"

Tang Xu's expression was a little serious.

Xue Ji looked at his expression, and subconsciously changed the subject: "...you can't come out yet, and the noodle shop will be closed a few minutes later, and I haven't had a bite of food yet."

When Tang Xu was told by him, he remembered that he was too busy to eat a few mouthfuls of boxed lunch, and now his stomach was empty.

"Let's go."

Xue Ji gave him a look, and Tang Xu followed him out. After walking a few steps, he finally couldn't hold back. He patted Xue Ji's arm and corrected: "They are talking about the flower fairy."

"...Yes, Fairy Hua." Xue Jishun answered the words fluently, probably because he was really hungry, and his mouth softened very quickly: "Can we go faster—brother?"

Tang Xu's original intention was not to entangle with him about Xiaohuaxian and Huaxianzi, but Xue Ji's "brother" made him quite happy.

Ten minutes later, the two managed to reach the noodle shop before the boss closed.

This place is antique and has the characteristics of Jingcheng.

Tang Xu and Xue Ji ordered two bowls of beef noodles. Before the noodles came, Tang Xu sorted out the information he had just "eavesdropped".

Xiao Yuan and Song Jieyi are already a couple, and the relationship between the two has not been made public. It is estimated that the relationship has just begun and is in the period of passionate love.

Song Jieyi only played the role of Xiao Niaoyiren's girlfriend in front of Xiao Yuan, and didn't mention anything about Director Wang.

——From this, it may be inferred that both of them have secrets, but Song Jieyi's secret is obviously deeper than Xiao Yuan's.

Xiao Yuan probably didn't know anything about Director Wang.

After Zhang Ying came out of the changing room, she didn't speak a word, and she didn't enter the noodle shop, she just floated outside the window with a dazed expression.

"……what are you thinking?"

Xue Ji shook his hand in front of Tang Xu.

He didn't even have time to take off his makeup in order to go out to eat noodles. When the two first came in, the owner of the noodle shop was hesitant to talk. Finally, he realized that it was just the effect of makeup.

Because of filming in Jingcheng, some celebrities or extras often come over to eat with makeup on.

Some looked worse than Xue Ji, and came here with "bloody holes" all over their bodies.

The two of them sat face to face in the innermost corner of the noodle restaurant. Tang Xu looked at the bruise that had melted from the corner of his mouth, recovered his senses, and whispered, "I'm thinking about the relationship between these three people."

Xue Ji was stunned for a moment, and soon realized which three people he was talking about.

Zhang Ying, Song Jieyi and Xiao Yuan.

Tang Xu briefly talked about Zhang Ying's affairs, but all the key information was mentioned. For example, Zhang Ying lost her memory before her death, and Song Jieyi was the last person in her memory.

After Xue Ji frowned, his first reaction was: "A love triangle?"

Tang Xu remembered Zhang Ying's reaction at that time, and pursed his lips: "Maybe."

Xue Ji raised his eyebrows and stopped talking.

The waiter put two servings of beef noodles in front of them and said, "Please take your time."

There was hot sauce and vinegar on the table, and Tang Xu poured it into his bowl with a small vinegar bottle, and said at the same time, "Zhang Ying is outside, do you want to meet her? It's not that scary, at most, there is some blood on her head or something." Yes. Falling from high altitude is inevitable."

"..." Xue Ji's hands trembled, and a spoon full of hot sauce was shaken into the noodle soup, quickly dyeing the noodles bright red all night.

The noodles just out of the pot exuded steaming steam like white mist, and Xue Ji's face was a little dark behind the white mist.

Tang Xu put down the vinegar bottle silently, and suggested sincerely, "Do you need to order another bowl?"

Xue Ji glanced at him, and seeing Tang Xu calmly moved his bowl of vinegared noodles in front of him, he lost his temper immediately.

"I'm hungry, let's eat." After finishing speaking, he set up his chopsticks, picked up the noodles neatly and blew.

If Zhang Zijun was present, he would definitely slander in his heart. The one who can say the word "sufficient" is definitely not their young master.

Their young master has never been willing to wrong him, this is probably not a fake Xue Ji.

Tang Xu sucked on the noodles, still wondering, Xue Ji's family is all ghost hunters, don't ghost hunters deal with ghosts every day?Why does Xue Ji look more afraid of ghosts than a novice like him?

Xue Ji sat across from him, watching him while sucking noodles, and when he noticed that Tang Xu was distracted, he took the opportunity to suck in the corner of his mouth.

His tongue was slightly numb from the heat, and he was still thinking about what art comes from life.

——He has used his superb acting skills to show a bowl of noodles with too much spicy sauce to the effect of "not so spicy".

Tang Xu looked at him with envious expression: "Is it delicious with spicy food?"

Xue Ji handed over the chili bottle with a half-smile, "Try it and you'll know."

"No, no, no," Tang Xu avoided the bowl, "I can't eat spicy food."

In fact, he can still eat a little, but he is a singer. In order to protect his throat, he dare not try spicy food lightly.

Tang Xu is a cat's tongue, everything has to be eaten cold, for fear of burning.

Xue Ji thought it was funny to see him pursing his lips and blowing for a long time before he managed to suck in a chopstick of noodles, but he actually thought Tang Xu was doing this very cutely.

……wrong.

Xue Ji withdrew his gaze, they were all men, what are you talking about cute?

But not long after, he couldn't help looking at it again, this time he stared openly, as if he wanted to stare two holes at Tang Xu to prove that he didn't think the other party was cute.

Tang Xu took a sip of the noodles, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Xue Ji staring at him fiercely.

He choked, almost choking on the noodles in his mouth, "...what are you doing?"

Xue Ji was about to speak, but suddenly he frowned, and looked past Tang Xu to look behind him.

"and many more."

After Xue Ji said these two words, he stood up. Tang Xu looked at him in a daze as he walked towards a dining table at the entrance, where a stubble-faced man sat.

The man looked down at the menu. Tang Xu couldn't see his expression clearly, but Xue Ji sneered and said, "Give it to me."

The man seemed to have never heard of it, his head buried lower than an ostrich.

Tang Xu came to his senses - this man was probably another paparazzi, and he came to take a sneak shot of the two of them.

Sure enough, with a cold face, Xue Ji bent his knuckles and tapped on the table, "There is a surveillance camera in front of you, do you believe that you will be laid off early from tomorrow?"

Tang Xu recalled for no reason what he had chatted with Zhang Zijun on WeChat once before.

Probably during the time when they were rumored to be scandalous, Zhang Zijun came to greet him and said he was sorry for causing him such a big trouble.

At that time they chatted a few words, Zhang Zijun also said that he was surprised that Xue Ji didn't show his power this time.

Tang Xu asked him at the time: "He cares about this?"

Zhang Zijun said: "It's about the same. After Xue Ji became popular in the early days of his debut, there are many illegitimate fans and paparazzi chasing him to take sneak shots. He is very sensitive to the camera. Usually the consequences are more serious if he finds out."

"Let's put it this way, there was once a paparazzi who wanted to pick up his background, but he was caught halfway through the sneak shot, and Xue Ji snatched the camera and smashed it on the spot."

"...Cool." Tang Xu was amazed. At that time, he wanted to send Xue Ji four words, "I used to be wild."

The existence of paparazzi has always been a headache for celebrities and entertainers. Tang Xu doesn't like being secretly photographed, but he has never done anything to confront paparazzi directly.

Although it seems a little rude, but...it's cool to think about it?

At least the number of paparazzi secretly photographing Xue Ji has become less and less, and those who dare to secretly photograph him are the brave ones.

Tang Xu's thoughts were wandering, and he thought that next time he could try it in front of the paparazzi to see if it worked.

Xue Ji was still confronting the paparazzi. He was tall and stared at him coldly with a condescending expression. Coupled with the scar makeup on his face, he looked like a big boss.

……

The stubble-faced paparazzi faltered quickly, handing over the SLR camera he had hidden under the table tremblingly.

Tang Xu watched over there closely, wondering if Xue Ji would let the historical scene of "smashing the camera" repeat itself.

Also worried about this is the paparazzi, who had already calculated the price in his mind when he handed over the camera.

But Xue Ji didn't smash it this time, he just took out the memory card in the camera and threw the camera back to the paparazzi.

"Let's go."

Chapter 35 This question came to an abrupt end when he saw Tang Xu and Xue Ji's clasped hands in the rearview mirror.

Xue Ji put the confiscated memory card into his pocket, and instead of walking back immediately, he walked to the table on the other side, and said with a stern face, "What about you?"

And paparazzi?

It was a girl with a cup of tea in front of her, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and with short hair cut to the ears, she looked familiar.

Tang Xu came over and barely remembered her face after a closer look: "Are you that...the reporter that day?"

The girl raised her head and said in surprise, "Do you still remember me?"

Tang Xu is not good at remembering faces, but the reporter stopped him and Xue Ji in the rain on the day of Zhang Ying's memorial service, which left an impression on him.

"Zhang Lulu?" Xue Ji glanced at the listing on her chest, with a half-smile on his face, "The reporter has changed his career to become a paparazzi?"

"I'm not a paparazzi," Zhang Lulu waved her hands again and again after hearing what he said, "I don't know that person just now, I just happened to see you..."

Xue Ji snorted, "It's ten fifty in the evening. Only the crew can stay in Jingcheng at this point."

He dragged a chair from the side and sat down, "Tell me, why did you sneak in?"

Tang Xu sat down next to him silently, Xue Ji's imposing manner at the moment was almost completely different from what he usually saw.

But when he got close, he could still smell a vague peppery smell from Xue Ji's body.

He glanced at Xue Ji's ruddy lips, admiring this man's ability to eat spicy food.

Zhang Lulu looked confused, and hesitated for a while before saying, "Actually, I'm investigating Zhang Ying's suicide...I suspect she didn't commit suicide."

This is not the first time Tang Xu has heard this name from others these days, but it is also the first time from an unrelated reporter.

Tang Xu and Xue Ji looked at each other, and Tang Xu asked calmly, "Why do you think so?"

Zhang Lulu looked embarrassed when she asked this question, as if she wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.

"Actually, I interviewed her before her accident," Zhang Lulu said. "Interviewing her was my first job."

She seemed to be lost in memory, and she didn’t care whether she was sitting across from two artists, “The interview questions were all listed in advance. This was my first time doing it, and I was very nervous... I forgot my words from time to time, but She is very kind, and she doesn't get angry when asked some exaggerated questions, and she even told me not to be nervous."

"I can feel that she is an optimistic person. Even if someone later said that she had depression, I would not believe it."

"I went to see her play, do you know? She is a very contagious person, I feel like I'm almost becoming a fan of her..." Zhang Lulu pursed her lips, "Until the mourning On the day of the meeting, I saw those fans seeing her off in the rain, and I really felt the fans' love for idols."

Zhang Lulu regained her composure, "Not only me, but many of her fans also don't believe that she committed suicide. She should have a bright future instead of suspending her life in a nursing home—whether as a reporter or as a fan, I We all want to investigate what happened to her."

When she clenched her fists and said this sentence, her eyes shone brightly.

Tang Xu floated out of the noodle shop, he hoped that Zhang Ying outside could hear what he said.

Someone is feeling unfair for her, and someone is finding out the truth for her.

"Have you found anything so far?"

Hearing this question, Zhang Lulu sighed like a deflated ball, "No..."

"But it's not completely absent." Zhang Lulu straightened her back again, "The reason why I came to Jingcheng is because I found out that Xiao Yuan, who was filming "Hui Gan Zhuan", knew Zhang Ying and was very close. , maybe there was a lover relationship."

Tang Xu nodded. Zhang Lulu didn't say how she found out, but this was pretty much in line with his guess.

The tea on the table had gradually turned cold, Zhang Lulu stood up, "Then I will go back first, I will come back tomorrow, you must help me keep this secret."

Tang Xu smiled and asked curiously, "How did you get in?"

Zhang Lulu had already walked outside the door, and she turned her head and said in a low voice, "I skipped work and worked as a group performer in their crew."

"Come on." Tang Xu looked at her high-spirited look, thinking that this was probably a good example of a newborn calf not afraid of tigers.Ordinary entertainment reporters would not care about the private affairs of celebrities outside of work. Only this kind of newcomers in the workplace who have not smoothed their edges and corners would rush around with enthusiasm.

Xue Ji stood up, walked in the direction of their original dining table, and commented casually: "She is not suitable to be an entertainment reporter."

"Don't say whether it's suitable or not," Tang Xu followed behind him, and he didn't quite agree with what he said, "However, it would be fun if every entertainment reporter was like this, everyone is looking for the truth. "

It's not unreasonable for him to think so. Tang Xu has always thought that it would be a pity that the reporters and paparazzi didn't solve the case. With their tricky questions and ability to dig information, they will definitely be able to make progress on the case in a short time.

Xue Ji had already sat back in his original position, and he hummed and laughed when he heard him say that, "You really know how to think."

Tang Xu sat down opposite him, and was about to speak, when the owner of the noodle shop stood at the counter and asked them, "Well, can you eat a little faster? We are closing here."

Tang Xu said yes, and the boss buried his head under the counter again.

Tang Xu and Xue Ji exchanged a look, and they set up their chopsticks tacitly, and quickly started to finish their share of noodles.

Probably because he ate too fast, Xue Ji was choked up, and with the effect of hot sauce, his face turned red from choking.

"..." Tang Xu hurriedly poured water for him, but the water just poured out was too hot, and he couldn't drink it for a while.

"If you don't mind," Tang Xu saw tears in his eyes, and pushed his half-eaten bowl towards him, "I take it, not spicy."

Xue Ji's entanglement lasted for almost a second, and the next second, Xue Ji picked up the bowl and drank Tang Xu's bowl of noodle soup without any hesitation.

After a while, he only uttered one word: "... sour."

Tang Xu blinked, "I added vinegar, you saw it."

Can it be spicy if vinegar is not sour?

Of course, he didn't say that.

The two of them became hot all over after eating a bowl of noodles, especially Xue Ji, who was so hot that his back was sweating, and the thick coat that was originally on his body was also taken off and hung on the back of the chair.

Tang Xu paid for the noodles, and Xue Ji said softly behind him while blowing his nose with a tissue: "A bowl of noodles, your meal is really worth it."

The air outside was cold, Tang Xu zipped his coat to the top, buried half of his face in the collar that stood up, turned sideways to look at Xue Ji, and replied politely: "Then this time is not counted, next time Please again."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Ji grabbed his arm tightly from behind.

Tang Xu looked at him, thinking that he was still dissatisfied with what he said, but found that Xue Ji didn't say a word, and his expression and movements seemed a little stiff.

"......What’s wrong with you?"

Xue Ji clasped Tang Xu's body tightly with both hands. He took two deep breaths, his voice trembling: "I said, I saw Zhang Ying."

He just finished speaking, although Tang Xu was caught by him, he turned around forcibly, his peach blossom eyes seemed to be shining like stars: "Oh? Can you see ghosts?"

Xue Ji: "...Why are you so excited?!"

"No," Tang Xu denied it, but his expression was obviously excited, "Well, in fact, I have someone to accompany me, and I am so happy."

Before Xue Ji left, Tang Xu stretched out his hand and barely grabbed his neck, "Don't you think this is good? I can see it, and you can see it too. You don't need to go through me to talk to Zhang Ying directly." Let's talk."

As if to cooperate with Tang Xu, Zhang Ying floated towards them with a grateful face.

Xue Ji: "...I feel bad."

He took a few steps back, squatted on the ground, covered his eyes, and didn't dare to look at Zhang Ying again.

"What's the matter?"

Because they stayed at the entrance of the noodle shop, the owner of the noodle shop thought something happened, so he poked his head out of the room and asked.

"It's okay, it's okay, we're a little stuffed, and we can't walk very much." Tang Xu explained, and walked over to help Xue Ji up.

To his surprise, Xue Ji seemed to be trembling slightly.

Tang Xu felt weird—why is Xue Ji so afraid of ghosts?Could it be that something happened to cast a shadow on him?

The owner of the noodle shop gave an oh, no doubt, and told him, "If you eat too much, you should stand more, and you will feel comfortable after standing for a while," and then closed the door.

Xue Ji was so frightened that his legs were weak. When Tang Xu helped him up, he felt the weight of his whole body on his body.

"...You stand still first, and open your eyes." Tang Xu patted his back to comfort him, feeling as if he was comforting a giant child with a height of 1.8 meters, "Forget it, close your eyes Come on, don’t watch ghosts or ghosts. Where is your nanny’s car—I’ll put you in the car first.”

He gestured to Zhang Ying, but Zhang Ying didn't expect that his appearance could scare people like this, so she drifted away silently.

Xue Ji laid his head on Tang Xu's shoulder, and it took about two or three minutes before he said sullenly, "In the garage, I drove my own car here."

With his head buried on his shoulders, Tang Xu remembered the scene of the two of them seeing a ghost in the cemetery together last time, and sighed, "In your situation, you might be able to drive the car into a rocket into the sky...my car is Outside, where do you live? I'll take you back. "

Ten minutes later, Mingxing, who was playing with his mobile phone in the car, was knocked on the car window from the outside.

He unlocked the car door, started the car and asked, "Brother Xu, are we going back to..."

This question stopped abruptly when he saw Tang Xu and Xue Ji's clasped hands in the rearview mirror.

The author has something to say: It’s okay to not kiss and hold a little hand now

Zhang Lulu and Zhang Ying are fans and idols (no blood relationship

Fans check the cause of the idol's death...it shouldn't be unreasonable orz