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

It was very quiet at night, and I could hear cicadas occasionally. He Yu posted a few talismans around to prevent ghosts from intruding, but I think this level should not be enough to stop Lord Hades.

A few drops of water were on He Yu's eyelashes, his slightly long hair was soaked in the water, and the broken hair was stuck to his cheeks. The bright and clear moonlight made every inch of his skin whiter.

A breeze blew past, and He Yu's shoulders were above the water, so he inevitably felt chilly.

Yan Zen was watching from the bank, but she didn't dare to approach.

He came here because he couldn't find He Yu in the room. When he was looking for it, he was in a hurry, and he changed back to his work clothes at some point.

He Yu raised his head and looked up. The tall black figure seemed to be swallowed by the night at any moment, but his handsome face was so conspicuous.

And at some point, she was already blushing.

"Why are you soaking here?" Yan Zen tried not to look down, the stream was so clear that everything under the water could be seen clearly, only when the water was rippling would it be slightly blurred.

He Yu propped his chin on the shore, swinging his legs up and down in the water, trying to float.

"Wash the cabbage."

Yan Zen: "..." This joy was too sudden.

He Yu was still staring at him, as if time would not flow as long as he maintained this posture.

"Isn't it cold?" Yan Zen squatted sideways to scoop up water from the brook, just as the cool wind blew again, his clothes were blown with the wind, because it was covered with some water vapor, and when it floated, it was still tinged with crystal light.

"It's okay." He Yu patted the water twice, and one hand came out of the water, feeling cold, and quickly retracted, "I don't feel it in the water."

Yan Zen put his hand into the water again, doubting and trying again, but He Yu grabbed his hand.

The temperature sense underwater is not as sensitive as that in the air, and He Yu doesn't feel that Yan Zen's hand is cold, holding it with one hand is afraid of slippery, so he just squeezes both of them together.

"Why didn't you reply to my message?" He Yu asked Yan Zen's hand as a hostage.

Yan Zen didn't dare to look at him at first, but now she was even more suffocated, and turned her head nearly half a circle.

"Don't I need to answer with practical actions?"

He Yu muttered angrily: "Then you still make me worry about this whole day." Worried that you might not come.

Then Yan Zen was stupid again: "You, you have to let me slow down."

He Yu didn't show mercy: "You confess first, should I be the one to slow down?"

Yan Zen: "..." Today is another day of embarrassment.

Let him recall now how he wrote a confession letter in a flash of his brain, and how he did such a thing as kissing He Yu yesterday. He probably couldn't explain it clearly. do it again.

Maybe it was because He Yu accepted it too quickly, or maybe it took a long time to get the response, and he didn't react all at once. He still feels that those words and actions are dreamlike.

He Yu didn't care so much, he just felt that there was nothing wrong with being with the person he liked.

"Lord Yan, why are you acting like a child?"

Yan Zen replied more slowly this time, and it took a long time before she said: "You must forgive someone who is in love for the first time." Something to like and love.

He suddenly felt that those thousands of years had been in vain.

He Yu couldn't say he was surprised, but he couldn't help laughing out loud. After that, he said, "Coincidentally, it's my first time too."

One of them raised their necks upwards, while the other bent down and bowed their heads. This time, the kiss fell on the other's lips. It wasn't just a short moment, nor was it that deep.

He Yu recollected the breath left on his lips, touched it lightly with his wet hands, and looked at the one who was more confused than him: "It's fair to take each other's first kiss."

Yan Zen recovered a little bit of reason, and confirmed that he could only see the place above He Yu's neck: "Come out, you will catch a cold if you stay any longer."

He Yu yelled and was about to get out of the water, but before he had time to remind, Yan Zen hid in the distance and turned his back.

He shook his head, climbed up to the edge of the stream, put on the change of clothes he put there, made sure he was neatly dressed, ran to Yan Zen and patted him on the shoulder.

"Okay?" Yan Zen asked while looking back.

He Yu didn't seize this opportunity to tease him, so he hummed.

Then he began to regret that he didn't say anything that was all Yan Zen's jokes, and he thought of a temporary supplement: "We will have to watch it sooner or later, why are you so conservative?"

Yan Zen felt that one day she would be teased by this little guy and die young.

On the way back, the two of them walked very slowly, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding, tacit understanding.

After walking for less than half the distance, Yan Zen stopped and turned to the left, and He Yu cooperated with him face to face.

In the next second, Yan Zen came to a posture of kneeling on one knee, with one hand stretched out in front of He Yu, with the palm facing up: "I want to come here a little more formally...will you be my boyfriend?"

He Yu put his hand up naturally: "I'm so happy."

Then he supported Yan Zen to get up.

He Yu covered his mouth and smiled: "It's quite romantic."

Yan Zen responded lightly.

"It's just that it's not like a confession, it's like a marriage proposal." After He Yu finished speaking, he watched Yan Zen choke out the half-swallowed saliva and coughed several times.

The two hands had overlapped at some point, clenched tightly, fingers intertwined.

When he was about to reach the wooden house, He Yu said again: "I think there is a benefit to being with you."

Yan Zen said "Huh?" and curled up her fingers.

When it was two steps away from the wooden house, He Yu showed a happy smile: "I don't have to worry about being separated from you until I die." Because you have endless time, enough to accompany me through this life, maybe you I'm just passing by in my life, but you are all in my memory.

Yan Zen was taken aback for a moment, as if she wanted to say something, not justifying or denying, but just something she wanted to say, but she didn't say it in the end.

In the blink of an eye, He Yu had entered the room and said goodbye to him.

After a night of ups and downs, He Yu unexpectedly slept soundly, feeling as if the dust had settled.

Get up the next morning and go back to work.

First of all, as soon as he became conscious in a daze, the director couldn't wait to open the door and come in. After half body came in, he stepped back outside and politely knocked on the door twice.

Then, holding the computer in his hand, he excitedly showed He Yu the refined picture of yesterday's shot.

The first is the section where a group of people discover the house.

The character played by He Yu is called Shang Qi, and because he is the protagonist, naturally he is highlighted throughout this whole paragraph.

First, a few people get together and ask each other about the situation.

In the movie, a girl with a ponytail named Hua Yang rushed to his side first: "Hey, why did you also receive the invitation letter?"

Shang Qi's eyes came from the fear of a long time ago, and subconsciously dodged to the side: "I, I don't know..."

Hua Yang looked around again, there was no one else here, only the three men behind were left with her.

"Why did this strange invitation invite everyone from our old high school class?" Hua Yang scratched his head, "Could it be that he invited the whole class, but only a few of us came?"

Shang Qi didn't dare to answer, a person in the back row with a camera bag came over and said, "I've asked several of our old classmates, and it's true that there are only a few of us."

Hua Yang frowned.Looking again, Shang Qi has already hid to the side.

The person who was caught by the camera went over and patted Shang Qi on the back: "Why are you so timid now? Didn't we have a good relationship before? Tell me, how are you doing now?"

Shang Qi briefly talked about his situation, saying that he is currently working in a small hospital.

Hua Yang was the first to spot the house in the distance, and greeted the camera bag: "Hey! Look at Pang Meng! Is this the place we are going to?"

Pang Meng, who was carrying a camera bag, took the rest of the people and ran over. There was an overhead shot, which was quite long until they all ran in.

It can be seen that the relationship between He Yu's Shang Qi and this Pang Meng is quite good.

He Yu saw that the computer screen in front of him went black, so he recovered from his ecstasy.

The director praised again: "Your acting skills are really good, look, such a big screen can hold up."

He Yu smiled and expressed his gratitude for the compliment.

The director also showed him the scary scene with no back-and-forth connection.

First, the camera turned down, and a long-haired ghost was photographed, squatting on the ground and hugging into a ball.

He Yu still remembered that he spent a lot of effort trying to convince the ghost to take this pose, and even asked his ghost if he could do a favor, in case it would be easier for the same kind to communicate.

Then the camera flicked, and there was nothing on the ground again. At this time, someone said, "Why did that thing look familiar just now...?", and then the camera went black.

In fact, he didn't stop filming when it was dark, He Yu secretly dragged the ghost away.

Afterwards, someone turned on a flashlight and found that Shang Qi had disappeared. They discussed it and planned to walk forward to look for it.

It's about that long.

He Yu thinks the advantage of this film is that the appearance of ghosts is not purely for the purpose of scaring people, and there will be a reason to explain it in the end.

The director paused the camera on the scene with ghosts, pointed to He Yu and said, "Real ghosts are different. Look at this, and the special effects can't be shot."

After realizing it, He Yu also began to admire the director's ability to accept.

Not everyone in the production team is like the director. Some people were shocked after watching the film, and were persuaded by the director to accept new things.

He Yu felt that it would always be a little dangerous to use real ghosts to shoot this film, so he decided to give these ghosts a collective salvation after the shooting, and fundamentally solve the problem.

That night, as if the director couldn't wait to show off to others, he hastily finished the shooting and posted a small clip on Weibo.

He Yu helped to retweet it, and Yan Zen liked He Yu's repost.

[No, no, can this be sprinkled with dog food? ? ? 】

【I just watched the tidbits, woo woo woo, I can't sleep tonight]

【This is probably the scariest ghost I've ever seen in a ghost movie...】

There are a few who don't believe in evil, but obediently came to admit their mistakes after watching the video.

【Grass, do you want to be so scary】

[Yu Bao, I beg you to play such things, ah ah ah ah, qaq, it's really not that I don’t love you, it's my courage, he doesn't allow it]

[The main reason is that ghost movies are scary for the sake of horror. The cast seems to be okay this time, let's look forward to it]

He Yu thought to himself, if you knew how hard it was for me to talk to the ghost, you wouldn't be afraid.