After wearing the book, I relied on yin and yang feng shui to bend the king of hell [Entertainment C

"What's the matter?" He Yu felt that being a dumpling was enough, so he got out silently.

"Didn't you say that someone blackmailed you before?" Ye Chen scratched his head, the sky was not yet full light on his side, "I tried to make sure again, it was definitely not Du Shengyu that time, so it must be someone else. "

He yawned and continued: "I'm thinking that Yan Zen and the others didn't respond in a timely manner this time. It's obviously very convenient to start from this point, and I've obviously even prepared a strategy."

He Yu: "..."

He suspected that Ye Chen was so annoyed that he couldn't sleep in his current state.You obviously stared at him so desperately, but you couldn't catch anyone. You said you were angry.

If it was another manager, they might not know how to get to the bottom of the question of who was hacked, but Ye Chen paid great attention to these things. The first time a hacker is hacked, there will be a second time, and no matter how small the threat is, he must be uprooted.

Then there were two yawns on the other side: "Actually, the exposure of the intimate photo of you two before is really nothing when you think about it now." Ye Chen took a sip of coffee, "The problem is that others treat this as black material. I don't believe that person would be willing to let you have nothing."

"Then who do you think it is?" Yawning is contagious, and He Yu also yawned and squeezed his sore eyes twice.

"Just on the issue of interests," Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief, watching the sky slowly begin to light up, "I think it's probably Ge Miao's."

"what?"

"Ge Miao, it's the one from the ghost house variety show."

"No... I know who it is," He Yu relieved his shock when he heard the name, and regardless of Ge Miao's carefree character, even the motive He Yu didn't understand for a long time, "But why?"

He recalled that Ge Miao seemed to have come to see him a few times today at the end of the show, and the chat was pretty good.

"The thing about the haunted house variety show. Have you not paid attention to the ratings since the first episode? 1.2, ah 1.2, search for yourself to see what rating it is."

He Yu actually didn't pay much attention to the variety show after recording it. During that time, he was filming on the set, and after the filming, he just went to promote it. It seemed that the next few episodes were also trending, but he was too busy to care too much.

He didn't understand ratings or anything, Ye Chen said it was great, so he continued to ask: "So?"

Ye Chen recalled the past, and seemed a little helpless: "If you look through their previous Weibo promotions now, you may find that Ge Miao was the one they paid the most attention to promotion." At that time, He Yu didn't even have a work that could be sold.

"Then you rely on the gods and ghosts to directly become the trump card. Whoever you say will be angry." He suddenly remembered the ghost who was forced to appear suddenly by He Yu's amulet, and the ghost who was scared to himself.

"If you think about it, if he posted the black material, the time would be about right. I think he is also at the fashion week. You can help me find out what's going on these two days." Ye Chen felt sleepy after speaking. Feeling overwhelmed, he couldn't hold it anymore, and hung up after hearing He Yu's promise.

He Yugang felt that he was finally all right, Ye Chen struggled to get up and sent him a message: Don't forget about the live broadcast, remember to prepare, and we will promote it in the next two days.

He Yu replied hello, but the other party was silent, probably dead asleep.

Yan Zen watched the whole process while looking at her phone: "Do you want me to help?"

He Yu thought for a while: "No need," he retracted into the quilt again, "I didn't really care about whether it was dark or not, and I can live a day is a day."

Yan Zen admired his mentality, but after thinking about it carefully, she seemed to be similar, so she didn't say anything at all.

He Yu began to be in a state of endless mobile phone addiction again. He slumped on the bed and looked at the few official accounts in the watch list. He didn't think it was interesting, so he took out the trumpet he registered in his free time.

There are not many followers in the trumpet, and of course there are official accounts. One more fan is also a fan. As for the others... Yan Zen's account, and the brand account that Yan Zen and the brand jointly reposted the lottery draw to attract his attention.

He Yu participated in all the lottery draws, but the reality seemed to tell him that if he won the lottery, he was considered a loser.

Yes, millions of people participated.

But He Yu wondered why Yan Zen won the lottery because the yellow talisman he drew was similar.

"By the way," He Yu suddenly remembered when it came to winning the prize, "What happened to the talisman I gave you?"

Yan Zen quickly reacted: "I don't dare to move too much, I'll let the family make offerings, and occasionally take it out as a test product to see how to crack it." He, King Yama, was defeated by this talisman from which world he didn't know. up.

He Yu suppressed a smile: "So are you broken?"

Yan Zhen spread his hands: "Do you think I seem to be successful? I put myself in it again, and the assistant just came over and thought it was funny, so he tore it up for me, and asked me if I used 502."

"That was probably the only time I was lucky to have an assistant with great strength." There happened to be water next to him, and he raised his glass to take a sip.

He Yu: "..." Is this the miracle of great effort?

"It can still be torn off, I have to think about how to enhance it." He asked this question very seriously.

In fact, it's not that he hasn't experimented with the ghosts he met on the road, and the effect is not bad, but he dare not try the powerful talisman.Later, he felt that if he wanted to try, of course he had to try the one with the strongest resistance, so he acquiesced that Yan Zen became his queen guinea pig.

The water that Yan Mouse just drank sprayed out: "Don't, I'm scared."

"Actually, I have a few ghost-killing talismans that I've always wanted to try," He Yu supported his head and looked at him, "but I'm afraid that if you are gone, no one will want me."

Yan Zen's hand trembled as he put down the water glass.

But it didn't seem to be because of the threat He Yu accidentally unleashed.

This should have been a very common sentence, and he could even complain about how no one wanted He Yu.

I just feel... the word "want" is a bit subtle, and there is a little sadness in this sentence.

"As long as you don't stick those scary things on me, I'll want you for the rest of my life." After Yan Zen said it, she felt that this sentence was weird everywhere, but it seemed that there was no better way to say it.

He Yu smiled after listening, as if satisfied.

I don't know if it was because the topic was over, and the two fell into silence, but it can't be called embarrassment, it's just that they are doing their own things at a distance of only more than one meter.

He Yu continued to flip through his watch list, and clicked in after seeing a blogger named "Yin'er Tang".

You can tell from the name, this is Gu Yin's account, there is a little yellow V next to it, many people follow it.

This was something that He Yu racked his brains to find a way to find out. Anyway, the little girl's nature was completely exposed after seeing the master licking herself, and he didn't mind licking a little more of his own candy.

After clicking in, the first two are the Q version of the two-person picture of Yan Yu sent by Gu Yin. The time is these two days. Anyway, she doesn't follow the fashion week. She probably stays in the hotel and draws.

He Yu scrolled down again, and there was a very eye-catching message: [The previous one was blocked, send it again~]

There is a link to the website in the comment section.

He Yu: "..." You know what it is without even thinking about it.

But Gu Yin doesn't seem to know that He Yu has already known her Weibo account.The reason why He Yu knew her account was that she had sneaked a peek at it once before. He just wanted to pay attention to it casually, but he didn't expect to get deeper and deeper...

Scrolling down, her update frequency is basically proportional to He Yu's leisure and busy time.

The benefits of being sprinkled with sugar at close range on a daily basis are obvious, that is, it seems very real to draw and write.

After watching for a while, He Yu stopped turning his hand down.

The reason is that he saw a fanfic based on "Exploring the Immortals", which Gu Yin liked.

Attractive from the title - "When You Die"

However, due to the reality of how the two get along in front of the public, in this article, Yan Zen is the King of Hades, and He Yu is an ordinary person.

It was surprisingly real.

The first half of the [-]-word text was so sweet and so sweet, and then suddenly there was a thunderbolt, and He Yu in the text died.

It was only then that He Yu realized that the writing style of this article was really too good.

In the end, He Yu drank Mengpo soup accompanied by Yan Zen.The last line is He Yu's question "Who are you?" to Yan Zeng.

It's easy to imagine the wailing in the comment area, and He Yu also joined in, using an inconspicuous trumpet to yell at his wife for making a knife.

When he raised his head again, he was looking at Yan Zen. He felt uncomfortable, but he wasn't weak enough to cry directly.

It is impossible for Yan Zen not to notice such an obvious emotion: "What's wrong?"

Just as He Yu was about to speak, he felt that things after death seemed out of his control, so he shook his head.

He is not afraid of death, he has died once.What he is afraid of is that if he really dies, if he can really be reincarnated, what will happen to his Lord Hades.

Obviously, there was no answer to this question, so He Yu put him in a drawer in a small corner of his heart, put it away carefully, and stopped thinking about it for the time being.

Then Yan Zen panicked.

The little guy's sudden depression is so obvious that something must have happened, but he really didn't know what it was after looking through his phone for a long time. He couldn't get an answer after thinking about it for a long time, so he asked He Yu again: "What's the matter?" Son?"

Before He Yu could decide whether to open that "drawer", he was interrupted by a knock on the door.

Yan Zen walked towards the door hesitantly, and before she opened the door, someone outside shouted: "Brother Zhen——! Brother Yu is not in the room and the phone shows that she is on the phone, so I want to ask if you know where she has gone."

Yan Zen: "..." He looked at He Yu.

And He Yu was thinking about something and didn't hear it clearly, he only knew that Yan Zen had shut him out and hadn't let him in yet: "What's wrong? Won't you open the door?"

Yan Zen was still hesitating, but she opened the door as if obeying orders.

He Yu just stood up and walked towards the door: "..."

Gu Yin, who witnessed He Yu's position almost touching behind Yan Zen: "..."

Gu Yin couldn't help but look at He Yu, and then found that the contents of the phone he was holding seemed familiar, and recalled that it was her Weibo homepage.

He Yu realized that it was too late to turn off the screen, and said, "Okay, you have today's material, I'll sit here with you and eat candy, so hurry up."

Gu Yin suddenly had the desire to die on the spot.

He Yu has firmly changed the subject: "Is there anything you can do with me?"