Late Night Bookstore

Chapter 123: besides?

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Wang Ke woke up, he was seriously injured. When Zhou Ze went downstairs, he could only lie on the sofa, his face a little pale, partly because of fear and partly because of injury.

"Do you need my help?" Zhou Ze asked.

Wang Ke shook his head and said, "As long as you help me..."

"Oh, I'll leave then."

When Zhou Ze saw Wang Ke shaking his head, he turned around and walked towards the entrance, as if he didn't hear Wang Ke's "euphemism" at all.

Wang Ke: “…”

When he walked out of the door, Bai Yingying and the old Taoist followed.

In fact, for Zhou Ze, things here have been dealt with, and the little Lolita will help deal with the rest. Judging from the fact that the little Lolita was willing to risk her own life to save Wang Ke, she still values Wang Ke as a father.

This couldn't help but make Zhou Ze feel a little touched, of course, not because of the deep love between father and daughter.

Instead, the ghost who possessed the sister-in-law last time seemed to have been influenced by the host, and took on the host's thoughts, even at the cost of killing people to fulfill the host's sister's unrequited love.

The little Lolita seemed to be the same, risking her life to save her father. Zhou Ze did not think that Wang Ke's personal charm was so great.

So,

Does it mean that a ghost messenger or a high-level ghost can live in a person's body, but at the same time will inevitably be affected by it

So, I have also been affected

It seems like this for a while.

For example, the obsession that has troubled me for a long time:

She's not sleeping with me anyway

Yes, it must be that I was influenced by Xu Le;

It is impossible for a normal person to have such obscene and impulsive thoughts in his mind.

But it seems that the impact on himself is not as severe as the two ghost messengers on the little Lolita and the sister-in-law. There must be some involvement and differences here.

For example, they may want to make it easier for themselves to enter and exit hell. The souls of their hosts in the human world are actually still there. This is also to ensure that when their souls leave, the body can continue to survive and be convenient for next use. However, after being one with two souls for a long time, it is inevitable that there will be some effects.

As for Zhou Ze himself and Tang Shi, the owner of this body was dead. Without the soul of the original owner getting in the way, the impact was naturally small.

There are pros and cons to each.

For example, Zhou Ze can't learn to be like a little loli:

"biubiubiu"

After taking a taxi and returning to the bookstore, Zhou Ze yawned. He was a little tired, but what surprised him was that there were still customers in the bookstore.

I looked at the time and it was already past two in the morning.

If it was the kind of customer who could send him ghost money, Zhou Ze wouldn't be surprised, but this was a living person.

A girl in a white dress sitting there reading a book and playing with her cell phone.

She should be around 25 or 26 years old, with a pretty appearance. Her reading habits were somewhat different from those of ordinary people. She moved her lips while reading the article, as if she was reciting silently. This habit is only developed by primary school students when they are just learning a text.

Bai Yingying went to take a shower. She had a big fight with the disgusting old man. She was not injured, but her body was dirty. She had followed Zhou Ze for a long time, so she naturally learned some habits.

You have to know that she is a zombie lying underground for two hundred years. Zhou Ze doesn't believe that Mrs. Bai would take out her corpse every now and then to give her a bath and do some spa treatments.

The old Taoist went out to buy some midnight snacks. During the time when Xu Qinglang was away from the store, everyone's food problem was a little worrying, as Xu Qinglang was usually responsible for three meals.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ze felt a little sad.

If Xu Qinglang never comes back,

I'm almost done with this juice.

Without rushing upstairs, Zhou Ze poured two glasses of water and walked to the girl. He placed a glass of water in front of her and sat down on the sofa opposite.

Although it's a bit regrettable that it's not a ghost, but since he is a guest, I always have to entertain him.

"Thanks."

The girl raised her head and looked at Zhou Ze, then continued to lower her head to look at the article magazine in her hand, slowly reciting silently.

Zhou Ze originally thought that this was a reading habit of hers, but gradually he realized that it was not the case. She was not only reciting silently, but also reciting with emotion and feeling.

As if noticing Zhou Ze's gaze, the girl raised her head, looked at Zhou Ze again, and then smiled.

"Are you the owner of this store?" the girl asked.

Zhou Ze nodded, picked up the water glass and took a sip.

Be reserved, be reserved.

"How is the bookstore business?" the girl asked again.

Zhou Ze frowned. He hated people asking this question because those who asked this question had actually already seen that the bookstore's business was not good.

But I couldn't explain to them that I was doing business with dead people, and could only silently endure their gazes that looked like I was a loser who was anxious to spend his money.

"good."

"Oh, I think your store is great. It's nice to come here to read a book and drink a drink in the evening." said the girl.

"Um."

Zhou Ze was in a good mood after just conquering the little Lolita. He was also willing to chat with the guests, so he asked:

“Are you a radio host?”

The girl shook her head.

"That's the audio broadcast?"

The girl smiled and nodded, "Boss, you are very smart."

It's not a matter of being smart or not. Nowadays, there are only a few professions related to sound.

"What's playing?"

"Novels." The girl took out her cell phone and asked, "Boss, do you usually listen to audiobooks?"

Zhou Ze remembered that there seemed to be quite a few audio novels stored in Xu Le's computer, such as the audio version of the "Bai Jie's Story" series.

"I listen to it occasionally." Zhou Ze said perfunctorily.

"This is my stage name, 'Hua Ye'. I'm a contracted anchor for Lazy People Listening to Books. Boss, you can try listening to the books I recorded." The girl introduced to Zhou Ze.

"What kind of novels do you usually record?"

"I like recording horror novels. In the audio market, horror, romance and other three themes were popular before."

"Another topic?" Zhou Ze grasped the key point.

“Now it is not allowed to record, except for novels that are slightly explicit. It was allowed to be recorded before, and there were many people willing to listen to it. Now the management is strict and it is not allowed.

In fact, when we took classes and received professional training, we learned the techniques of recording books in this area.”

“Are there any special classes?”

"Yes, the teacher started the class, and we, a bunch of contracted anchors, went to class together. Dozens of men and women sat together, following the teacher's rhythm and yelling, with emotion and expressiveness.

Then the teacher kept shouting at us from the podium: "Be more emotional, be more intense, be more relaxed."

Zhou Ze opened his mouth slightly, this was really something he learned.

Just imagine that atmosphere, it is really fascinating, an elegant version of feasting and drinking.

Of course, this is art. After all, that kind of thing and matters related to it are not actually that dirty. After all, no one is conceived by their mother in the sun and then born.

"During class, one of my classmates was called out by the teacher for not relaxing enough. She said aggrievedly: 'Teacher, I've already relaxed, how can you let me relax further?'"

After saying this, the girl also laughed. Obviously, she was a person who liked to chat and talk. Of course, talking was also one of her profession.

"Why are you interested in coming here?" Zhou Ze asked.

Especially late at night.

"A fan invited me here." The girl replied, "He has been following my works for a long time, since I was just a newcomer six years ago. He left comments and messages to me every day, supporting and encouraging me for a long time. I didn't expect that he and I actually both live in Tongcheng, but he said he was going back to his hometown, which is far away from Tongcheng.

So he wanted to ask me out to meet him, and I agreed. ”

"He gave a lot of tips, right?" Zhou Ze asked.

The girl shook her head. "Not much, but the people who are willing to accompany you when you are the most unknown are the ones who are most worth cherishing and protecting."

"I asked you to come to this bookstore, and said I was going to go somewhere far away."

A bold guess arose in Zhou Ze's mind.

In the eyes of living people, my bookstore is just a deserted store, but in the eyes of another kind of people, it has an unusual meaning.

"Tell me, are all the people who listen to your books alive?"

"Of course, I never bluff clicks and recommendation votes. These popularity and data are real, but there are no zombie fans or Taobao package operations."

Obviously, the girl misunderstood Zhou Ze's meaning.

Zhou Ze shook his head, answering the question irrelevantly.

The girl continued to think that Zhou Ze didn't believe it, and continued:

“Boss, the audio market is indeed not big, but there are more than one billion people in China. Even if the proportion of people who like to listen to audiobooks is low, it is still an incredible number based on such a large population base.

You have to know,

Vision limits people's imagination.

Hearing can stimulate people's imagination infinitely."

“That’s a very profound statement.”

Zhou Ze stood up. Bai Yingying came out of the shower and he was ready to take a shower too.

By chance, Zhou Ze saw a man in a white shirt walking in from the door of the bookstore. He looked around and saw Zhou Ze first. He smiled shyly and fearfully.

Then he saw the girl next to Zhou Ze and walked over.

The girl seemed not to see him and was unaware that someone was approaching.

“I really like your work and your voice. I am leaving now. Please keep working hard.

You are no longer the new broadcaster you used to be. You are already very popular. Even without my company and support in the future, you will become more and more popular!

come on!"

The boy made an encouraging gesture to the girl.

However,

The girl heard nothing.

Instead, he looked at the time and muttered to himself that it seemed like he had broken the appointment with his enthusiastic fan.

Zhou Ze did not rush to send the boy to hell, but stayed by his side for a while and picked up a book from the bookshelf.

In fact, the emergence of the Internet is indeed a magical platform.

Across the screen,

Not only can you not tell whether the person who is acting cute and coquettish with you is a man or a woman.

In the forum, in the post, in the book review area,

Reply to the message,

I like you.

Scold you,

Encourage and support you,

Maybe it's not just the living people.

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