At that time, there was already a ghost mountain and a sea of ghosts in the prefectural studio. Everyone called Zhang Jiamu in unison, and they could see that the other party was really very popular.
"Woohoo, Jiamu, I love you!"
"Zhang Jiamu, I want to give you a baby in my next life!"
"Jiamu feel free to fly, we will always follow..."
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A group of ghosts shouted Zhang Jiamu's name with a support card. The atmosphere and mood seemed to be no different from the human world.
Even the security guards who maintain order are caught in the outer circle of the fans, crying Zhang Jiamu's name with tears in their eyes, and looking at them with sincerity and feelings.
"Hello, can I ask where is the guest channel?"
Lu Xu stepped forward and patted the security guard on the shoulder, and asked politely.
"The audience is in the audience area, and the guest channel is not open..." The security guard turned his head while speaking, his face was a little impatient, and he was dumbfounded when he saw Lu Xu, "Master Lu Xu... Ah, brother Nian!!!"
The security guard never dreamed that when he was alive, he would never have a chance to see a celebrity. When he died, he could see so many, and they were all close up.
"Hush." Lu Xu put his index finger on his lips and motioned to him in a low voice.
The security guard immediately covered his mouth, pointed to the front left, and whispered: "Over there, should I take you there?"
Lu Xu shook his head: "No, you just need to maintain order here, and we will pass by ourselves."
After saying that he raised his foot and walked, Ji Xiunian nodded and smiled at the security guard, and then followed.
Someone nearby heard the movement and looked back, only to see that the backs of the two leaving were a bit familiar, and couldn't help but poked at their friends: "Look, do you have Lu Xu and Ji Xiunian?"
"How is it possible? This is the netherworld. Brother Nian is alive and well. How could he be here." The companion didn't look back, just looking for Zhang Jiamu's figure.
"Oh, that's what I said." Ji Xiunian is alive and well, if he is dead, the two realms of Yin and Yang won't be exploded.
They didn't think much about it, but continued to stare at the judge seat, looking forward to Zhang Jiamu's appearance.
Lu Xu and Ji Xiunian brushed their faces all the way through the checkpoint, and soon came to the waiting room of the Jifu TV station.
As soon as he walked in, someone greeted him immediately: "Lu Xu, why didn't you send a message in advance, so I can pick you up outside."
The speaker is in a suit and leather shoes, and his body proportions are very positive, with a standard male model ratio of 1.9 meters. It's just that there is a bull's head on top of it, and it looks like it's cos.
Lu Xu smiled and patted him on the shoulder, looking very familiar: "If you are so familiar, there is no need to trouble you. By the way, how about Brother Niu and Brother Ma?"
"Your Brother Marco is now busy checking before the broadcast, and you will see him later." Niu Tau finished speaking and said hello to Ji Xiunian with a smile, "Hello Xiunian, and welcome home."
As soon as he said this, Ji Xiunian inexplicably thought of the big slogan on the wall beside the Naihe Bridge—
The underworld is my home, and the environment depends on everyone.
Ordinarily, he should be regarded as a living person, but he is already a god of death at work, and at any rate he is also a civil servant in the underworld, so it is not wrong to say that he is going home.
"Thank you, Brother Niu." Even if you don't need to introduce Lu Xu, the other person's bull head is so obvious, you can think about who he is.
Seeing Niu Tau in a formal dress, Lu Xu smiled and asked, "Brother Niu, are you in charge of this draft game with Ma Ge?"
"Yeah, to tell you that, I haven't been nervous for many years. Suddenly I was assigned this task, and you and Marge are really very nervous..."
The world's drafts are in full swing, and the prefectures are not far behind, launching the "prefecture 101" event.
Because it was the first time that everyone had no experience, the prefectural management committee unanimously voted to take charge of Niutou and Ma Mian after the discussion.
Compared with the selection rules of the human world, the participation conditions of the underworld have been relaxed a lot.
The talent and appearance requirements are all the same, the main difference is in age.
The trainees like Lu Xu are generally around 20 years old, and the oldest one is only 25.
After all, it’s a sing-and-jumping male group, so you have to consider their psychology and psychological state.
But Jifu 101 is different. Everyone is dead, and time will not change anymore. They will be the same at any age when they die.
In order to reincarnate, they are always wagging, and some are unlucky until decades later, even in the underworld, they will be 70 or 80 years old. But if you want to look at your face, you will always be in your early twenties.
"We have a lot of applicants this time. Maybe it's too boring after we die. Everyone wants to find something to do." The bull's head has a long mouth and speaks quickly. The sea is full of ghosts. There are all kinds of performances. Didn’t we let them have some specialties? There is actually a hanged ghost who has added a special haircut, which hurts..."
To tell the truth, Niu Tau is afraid that he will not be able to vomit for three days and three nights.
It's just that we talked with Lu Xu and the others and didn't say a few words, so they called him to do preparatory work.
Niutou pulled a staff member over and asked him to take Lu Xu to the waiting hall, saying that he would come over when he was busy.
Ghosts come and go all around, it looks busy and lively.
But looking at the surrounding scenes, it is no different from the human world.
Ji Xiunian suddenly felt that there is no difference between life and death itself. The only thing that makes people sad is that I can't help but separate.
It's just that life itself is a process of learning to say goodbye. As long as you continue along the way, people who want to meet will meet again after all.
Even he didn't know why he thought of these.
But I heard that some of them were members of the group after the death of a family, and the family came to watch the show. Ji Xiunian couldn't help but wonder when he could see his parents.
Lu Xu only walked a few steps and found that Ji Xiunian hadn't followed him. He looked down and thought and didn't know what he was thinking.
Seeing a ghost pushing the props from behind, Lu Xu went back and took Ji Xiunian's hand without thinking about it, and pulled him forward: "Brother Nian, watch the road carefully."
"Yeah." Ji Xiunian agreed, but his eyes couldn't help but fall on the hands of the two clenched tightly.
What was originally a little melancholy turned into joy in an instant. He didn't think much about it, but just raised the corners of his mouth and let Lu Xu lead him all the way.
The people nearby were busy, and some temporary staff members were dumbfounded: "Just now... was Ji Xiunian?"
The other didn’t care, and said “Yes”, “Yes, the prefecture specially invited me to be a guest. I feel that the real person is more handsome than on TV. Hey hehe...”
"Invited specially... Did you pull people here just for a game?" The staff's eyes were full of shock, and the nose was a little sour in an instant, and it was even a bit worthless for Ji Xiunian.
He was half a fan of Ji Xiunian when he was alive. He liked watching his movies and probably knew the life of the other party.
Lost his parents at an early age, and finally made his debut with acting skills. In the end, only 27 people were gone. It was because the underworld needed a guest, and fate was too unfriendly to Ji Xiunian, right.
Not long after Ji Xiunian became a god of death, many newly-dead ghosts who died early did not know.
No wonder everyone was so shocked when they saw him appearing here, and they all thought he was dead.
Where did my colleague want to get this, just urge him to hurry up: "If you know that you are happy to see an idol, then you won't cry. He is from the underworld, and there will be opportunities to meet him in the future."
Already from the underworld...
"Hey." Thousands of words turned into a sigh. He thought and thought, and finally couldn't bear to send a circle of ghost friends—
[The melancholy Xiao Zhou: The prefecture needs guests, so Ji Xiu is here. The world is not worth it, I still love you when I die again. 】
Because it is publicly visible, as soon as the status is posted, there are a bunch of comments underneath—
[Fuck, isn't it, the actor is dead? Why is it dead, why is there no news at all? 】
[Ah, my younger brother? ! No, although I really want to see him, but I hope he will live a long life.]
[My God, I was shocked, why is it Ji Xiunian, he has only just begun his 27th life. I'm still waiting to see his new movie, why did I come to the underworld]
[It’s no way to die, sisters upstairs, don’t be too sad. Apart from anything else, the support and fan meeting can be prepared. We didn’t have a chance when our Nian brother was alive, now we have a chance, let us protect him from now on]
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At this moment, Ji Xiunian and Lu Xu entered the lounge, completely unaware that he was killed all at once.
"It should start soon." Lu Xu glanced at the time, always feeling that Ji Xiunian's rest was delayed. He didn't even notice, unknowingly, he cared more about each other's work, rest and life than Ji Xiunian.
A lot of words were not spoken, and Ji Xiunian got there inexplicably, and did not forget to appease Lu Xu: "It's okay, I'm not tired."
After saying this for a while, there was a lot of excitement outside. Human voices are noisy, with the name "Zhang Jiamu" interspersed from time to time.
This is... the king is coming
Lu Xu and Ji Xiunian looked at each other, and soon there was a knock on the door.
The one in the middle was crowded in, smiled when he walked in, and walked straight to Lu Xu's side.
The visitor is tall and looks good. A pair of peach blossom eyes are filled with spring water, whether smiling or not smiling is full of affection.
Ji Xiunian used to see Zhang Jiamu on the screen, but it was all images. Zhang Jiamu on the big screen is naturally beautiful and tasteful, but not as impactful as a real person.
People like this are already shining infinitely on the stage now, whether they open their mouths or not.
It is rumored on the Internet that Zhang Jiamu committed suicide due to depression, and this rumor has spread the most. Ji Xiunian didn't know Zhang Jiamu, so he didn't think about commenting on it.
But today, when he saw me, he already had the answer in his heart. For a person like this kind of god, life or death is his own decision.
Lu Xu once said that he is alive enough to understand and willful enough. Ji Xiunian didn't quite understand it at the time, but now he understands it instantly.
Others said that Zhang Jiamu was hot outside and cold inside, but it was just like summer sunshine when he saw Lu Xu: "Lu Xu, long time no see."