Ding Hanbing's agent showed him the online post and said, "Take a look. I'll tell you, you're going to be laughed at for losing your composure like that."
Ding Hanbing didn't care at all: "It's not the first time that black fans have dragged me into this." However, he was scrolling down his phone when he suddenly frowned: "How can they talk about Jing Jiujiu?"
His agent nearly made him faint with rage.
"Have you thought about how you're going to explain kneeling? Take care of that first!"
"Why should I explain? I just knelt down." Ding Hanbing sneered, "I tell you, if Yin Mo saw it, he might even slide down on his knees on the spot."
The agent frowned: "Boss Yin also knows your one-sided childhood friend?"
Ding Hanbing: “Ah.” He paused and said, “Now in the world of fame and fortune, most of those who have something to do with power are the guests who attended his birthday party that year.”
The agent was shocked.
I thought to myself that your childhood friend is really awesome.
Combined with the appearance of the boy I saw that day, if he really looks like that and has that kind of temperament, then he is really invincible. If he enters the entertainment industry, wouldn't he be surrounded by stars and be on the throne in a minute
But... "Why doesn't anyone mention someone this great?"
When Ding Hanbing heard this, his face suddenly turned cold: "I told you before, I always forget some things. It seems that there is always an irresistible force that slowly blurs my memory. Only by repeatedly seeing his old things or his name can I consolidate my memory."
The agent thought this was a bit of a mystery, and he really didn't understand it, so he changed the subject and started lecturing about something else: "Brother, look, you feel good about being late, don't you? You were also absent-minded when you were rehearsing your lines, right? The crew wouldn't want you anymore."
"They didn't want me in the first place, otherwise they wouldn't have asked Bai Yuhuai to take charge. Without Bai Yuhuai there, would they dare to say directly that they don't want me?" Ding Hanbing still didn't care.
The agent was almost furious: "So you don't plan to improve your skills? Come earlier every time?"
Ding Hanbing murmured: "What's the point?"
The agent slapped his thigh and said, "Yes! Your childhood friend is standing next to the actor Ren Bai."
Ding Hanbing woke up in shock from a dying dream: "Where is the acting teacher the company hired last time?"
"You left in anger."
"… "
Ding Hanbing was busy looking for a new acting teacher. As Ding Hanbing's side did not rush to refute the rumors, many calm netizens responded, saying, "Isn't this just a post by a fan pretending to be a smear campaign?" Ding Hanbing is really pitiful. They are trying to drag the actor Bai into this. How can you not have seen how people act at a script reading
As for the young man who went with Bai Yuhuai.
Maybe it's some new actor. Go away, don't eat this melon. There's nothing good to eat.
At the end of the post, a war of words broke out with everyone accusing certain marketing accounts of taking things out of context.
Bai Yuhuai's agent called him here.
"You still have a way, the post has been silent."
Bai Yuhuai: “Yeah.”
How can there be so many calm, enthusiastic, and upright netizens? Most of these people are busy with their three-dimensional lives. Those who love to hang out on gossip forums are the kind of people who believe everything they hear, who watch the fun and who are willing to add fuel to the fire.
Most of the netizens here are easily led by the rhythm.
If more rational people can come in and lead the effort, those that have deviated can be brought back.
He didn't want these people to talk about Jing Jiujiu at will.
The more people get involved, the more chaotic it will be, and the more unpleasant the words will sound and the more they will have no bottom line.
After talking about the post, Bai Yuhuai asked his agent to bring an umbrella from the house where he lived.
The agent hurriedly brought it over, saying, "If you want to use a sunshade, I heard from actress Tao a few days ago that there is a good brand. I'll buy you another one..."
"No need." Bai Yuhuai reached out and took the umbrella.
The agent nodded and said no more.
It's good enough that this person remembers to shade himself from the sun. After all, that face is so valuable.
Then the next moment, the agent saw Bai Yuhuai open the umbrella: "Let's go."
Go? With whom? Where to
The agent opened his eyes wide and watched Bai Yuhuai lift the brim of the umbrella, and the beautiful boy stood under the umbrella.
The agent turned his head and looked out the window in disbelief: "...Brother Bai, it's seven o'clock in the evening."
Why are you holding an umbrella at this time? Why are you just taking the boy out for a walk? But this umbrella can't cover up the overly outstanding demeanor of the two of you!
The agent said dryly, "Brother Bai, what is this person's name? If this is reported in the news, I know what to say."
Bai Yuhuai glanced at Jing Jiujiu.
Jing Jiujiu was also looking at him and making faces at him.
Bai Yuhuai: "You ask him."
The agent hurriedly looked at Jing Jiujiu.
Jing Jiujiu spoke, even more dryly than her agent, and after a long while she managed to squeeze out two words: "Bai...Jiu. Well, my name is Baijiu."
Bai Yuhuai's eyes flickered, and then he responded, "Yeah."
The agent's mouth dropped open.
Is there anyone with this name
"Then, then you are..." the agent wiped his face and continued asking.
Jing Jiujiu leaned against Bai Yuhuai's arm and said, "Who do you think I look like?" It is so difficult to tell lies, so let others tell them themselves!
This way it won’t be easy to have loopholes!
The agent opened his mouth. How dare he make a random guess
They are so close, calling him a lover? What if he is a younger brother? Or a nephew? Wouldn't that be awkward. If he is really a lover, calling him a younger brother would be awkward.
Bai Yuhuai was too lazy to wait for him to guess, so he said again: "Let's go."
Jing Jiujiu was afraid that she couldn't get out of the door, so she instinctively went around behind Bai Yuhuai and tried to hold his back.
Bai Yuhuai held his hand and said, "There's an umbrella, don't move."
The agent looked at this scene and didn't know whether she was going to ride on the neck or not. He just thought that Jing Jiujiu was acting coquettishly and asked Bai Yuhuai to carry her on his back.
Connecting all these things together... The agent felt that he had found the most appropriate adjective, smacking his lips and saying, "This must be the little ancestor."
Bai Yuhuai: “…”
He turned his head away and responded almost inaudibly: "Yeah."
She rode on his neck, slept in his bed, and played with his things. She was also spoiled when she was young.
Isn’t he the little ancestor
Jing Jiujiu followed Bai Yuhuai out and said in a low voice beside him, "The generation is not right."
Bai Yuhuai: "Then who do you think you are?"
Jing Jiujiu was thinking hard.
What is he? He is a ghost that Bai Yuhuai met in the castle. The two of them have no social interaction and no emotional connection.
Jing Jiujiu said shamelessly: "...you picked it up."
Anyway, he won't say that it was him who followed him by riding on his neck.
Bai Yuhuai seemed to smile: "Yeah."
No, he cheated it.
Bai Yuhuai said he would take Jing Jiujiu to see the night view, so he really took him there. He took the umbrella to encircle his soul tightly, making it more solid and less susceptible to being affected by leaving the castle and the light of day.
No matter how powerful the ghost is.
Bai Yuhuai drove around Qingyang Road three times, and finally took Jing Jiujiu to buy clothes.
Jing Jiujiu stood in the store and whispered to Bai Yuhuai, "I can't wear it. The clothes I wore when I died can't be changed. Don't spend money."
Bai Yuhuai remained calm and pointed at another set for the salesgirl to bring over. He turned his head and said to Jing Jiujiu, "You can wear it. I can burn it for you."
Jing Jiujiu's eyes lit up immediately: "... Then can you burn another cell phone?"
Bai Yuhuai: “…”
Don’t you just want to play with your phone
Bai Yuhuai: "I'll buy it for you."
Jing Jiujiu's tone was still sincere: "Mr. Bai is such a good person."
"So what?" Bai Yuhuai asked him.
"So..." Jing Jiujiu was stunned for a moment, "Well, I will repay you even if I become a ghost." But after thinking about it, he didn't have anything to repay. Jing Jiujiu: "I will protect Mr. Bai well."
After hearing this, Bai Yuhuai didn't ask any more questions, let alone say, how could there be any ghosts protecting the Heavenly Master
The salesgirl over there brought all the clothes Bai Yuhuai ordered. Bai Yuhuai quickly took out his card and asked her to pack them all.
In addition, he also bought a small hat, a tie, shoes... He even bought a backpack for Jing Jiujiu.
When he got home, he drew several talismans on paper, pasted them on the ground, and then burned them one by one in a brazier.
Jing Jiujiu's connection with the world has been severed.
Normally, anything burned to him would be in vain. So it was necessary to draw a talisman.
Jing Jiujiu just sat there with her knees hugged and watched.
"Where did you learn this from?" Jing Jiujiu exclaimed.
"Book."
As soon as Bai Yuhuai finished speaking, Jing Jiujiu stood up: "I seem to feel it."
He closed his eyes.
Jing Jiujiu, who was standing in front of Bai Yuhuai, suddenly changed from the permanent suit to a young man wearing a V-neck shirt and brown trousers with dark patterns.
The shirt was slightly tight at the elbows, with two fluffy balls hanging down. It looked like some kind of animal-themed outfit.
Changing clothes with one click is faster than in mobile development games.
Jing Jiujiu touched the clothes and didn't feel anything wrong.
Being able to change clothes is such a surprise!
His eyebrows and eyes were adorned with bright colors, and he stood in front of the mirror, looking back and forth.
Ghosts are usually visible only when they are frightening people, but they cannot be reflected in a mirror.
The photos they take are easily blurred or even distorted.
Now, at first glance in the mirror, there is only a set of clothes floating there, twisting here and there, looking very happy.
If someone else saw this scene, they would probably be scared to death.
Bai Yuhuai burned the last thing in his hand, stood up and put out the fire with fire-fighting equipment.
He looked at Jing Jiujiu in the mirror for a long time, thought for a while, and then called his agent and asked him to go back to the old house again.
Bai Yuhuai had helped him a lot before. Let alone anything else, just for this friendship, the agent would be willing to run a hundred times.
When it was almost twelve o'clock, the agent ran upstairs breathlessly: "Brother Bai, here's what you wanted."
Bai Yuhuai opened the box and took out a bracelet from it.
The agent's eyes widened.
What a familiar bracelet!
Isn’t this the same model as the one on Brother Bai’s wrist
Then he watched Bai Yuhuai walk up to the boy and put his hand on his slender wrist.
The boy looked down in confusion and seemed to mutter something, but the agent couldn't hear clearly because he was too far away.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work. You can go back now." Bai Yuhuai said.
The agent couldn't help but glance at the boy again. He had changed his clothes. What had he done when he went out
The agent shook his head secretly, suppressed the sourness of being single for 38 years, and left quickly.
Bai Yuhuai grabbed Jing Jiujiu's wrist and drew some runes on the bracelet.
When Jing Jiujiu stood in front of the mirror again, he would be able to see his appearance clearly.
"This way, even if you are tired and make mistakes, no one will notice that you are a ghost." Bai Yuhuai said calmly.
Jing Jiujiu turned the bracelet and was very happy.
The happiness that had been missing during the seven years of being trapped in the ancient castle seemed to have been found in one day.
Bai Yuhuai looked at the young man's joyful expression, as if he had returned to the carefree days in those oil paintings.
It makes people want to get closer to him and taste more sweetness.
Bai Yuhuai rubbed his fingertips.
I started to seriously think about the feasibility of burning a wardrobe, a cloakroom, or a house for the boy...
Ding Hanbing’s post had just died down, but who knew someone would post Bai Yuhuai’s post right after.
He said he saw him shopping with a teenager, behaving intimately, and attached a photo. This time it was a high-definition photo, except that the teenager's face was blurred.
This post didn't make much of a splash, mainly because the face was too blurry. There was nothing explosive about it.
If you act intimately, you have to hug and embrace...
Ji Meng was sitting on the sofa and did not miss this photo.
The man came over, glanced at him, and asked with a smile: "Are you still reading the forum?" The man smiled and said: "You are quite cute. How can you always pay attention to how many fans you have gained? Okay. When you join the crew of the next drama and sign a popular reality show, you will be famous."
Ji Meng: "Yeah."
The man is "Mr. Jing" as his agent calls him, and he is the nephew of the famous Mr. Jing Tinghua.
The man leaned over to take a look at his phone screen and was about to move away, but he suddenly paused.
The man's face changed drastically. He grabbed Ji Meng's hand and stared at him closely, not daring to miss any details.
Clothes... the clothes on their bodies... exactly the same... and their temperament and body shape...
Only the face is not clear.
Others thought the photo was censored, but he knew it was a ghost! There was only the ghost's face, and the camera couldn't capture it!
The man stood up, changing his leisurely posture.
Ji Meng watched him turn around to make a phone call, his back seemed to be trembling slightly.
"Uncle... Is he still in the castle?"
"Of course, there is nothing wrong with Master Qiu's formation. Why do you ask?"
The man breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm glad you're okay. I thought I saw him."
The other end responded, "Well, how could anyone break Master Qiu's formation and bring out the ghost? Unless he is an extremely powerful Heavenly Master. Powerful enough to be... Guiyun Sect's level. But this Guiyun Sect never comes out to the world, and they kill ghosts when they see them." The other end paused, "Besides, he has been almost forgotten."
"I'm overthinking it." said the man.
On the other hand, the production team of "How to Escape" just called Bai Yuhuai and said that the final film has been edited. Because the previous guest dropped out and there is not much time left, it will be broadcast in the next two days.
Bai Yuhuai responded and hung up the phone.
Cut off from the world, forgotten by the world, reduced to a ghost who has lost his self-awareness and is in a daze in the castle...
how come
Soon the whole world will remember him.
Bai Yuhuai turned around and looked at the bed out of habit - empty
Bai Yuhuai turned around again and saw Jing Jiujiu still looking in the mirror.
Bai Yuhuai raised his eyelids: "It's time to go to bed."
Jing Jiujiu: “No, no.”
Bai Yuhuai: "It's time to go to bed."
Jing Jiujiu: "Ghosts don't need to sleep."
Bai Yuhuai: “…” Is it too late to smash the mirror now