"How can it be possible?" Zhong Jiudao replied matter-of-factly.
He has been dealing with either his elders or evil spirits since he was a child, and he was seriously influenced by evil spirits during his adolescence. When he saw handsome men and beautiful women in school, his first reaction was not that they look really good, but to see if they were transformed into evil spirits to confuse them. Yes, is this a school? What do you do all day long? Have you been thrown to the cemetery by the family elders to practice spiritual practice
This psychological shadow has always been with Zhong Jiudao. It was not until he went to college and film and television schools that he became accustomed to seeing people with good looks, and he gradually became desensitized.
Throughout the budding period of love, Zhong Jiudao had been battling wits and courage with the devil, but he was not in the mood to fall in love.
"How could it be? Director Zhong, you are so outstanding." Luo Huai didn't believe it. When he was in adolescence, he had a vague impression of his friends of the same age under the tree outside the window. With Zhong Jiudao's height and appearance, he must be very popular. No, I have never been in love.
"The family is very strict and very traditional," Zhong Jiudao said casually, "What about you? Have you talked about it?"
Luo Huai took a breath, his heart was beating wildly, and it took him a long time to say: "No."
Zhong Jiudao stopped typing: "Shouldn't it?"
Luo Huai's appearance is top-notch, and his personality is considerate and gentle. He is simply the best boyfriend, and I can't help but like him.
" seems to be a broom star," Luo Huai said frankly. "When I was a child, there was a neighbor's kid who had a very good relationship with . We played for a while, and then he died. In junior high school, there was always a man in white clothes standing outside the window. My classmate, one night he asked to confess his love, and later he died. On the way home from self-study in high school, I often met a who looked at affectionately. One night he said he wanted to be with forever. At the same time, he said that there was no emotional basis, so he had to think about it, and he died in the end. "
Luo Huai became more and more depressed as he spoke, and finally lowered his head and said in frustration: "It seems that anyone who falls in love with will die. After that, will put an end to all feelings, whether it is a love letter or a confession, will firmly reject it, If you show any kindness to , will immediately delete and block you, and you will definitely not be considered a friend.”
Zhong Jiu said: "..."
It’s not that someone who falls in love with you will die, it’s that someone who falls in love with you will fall in love with you!
Listen to Luo Huai's description. The people of the same age who stood outside the window when they were in school, and the people who squatted on the roadside after evening study, are all ghosts, right
Zhong Jiudao knew that Luo Huai's physique was absolutely impossible. He was safe and sound until today, but with Luo Huai's luck, these ghosts would probably be the unlucky ones in the end.
Thinking that they were all alone as ghosts, Zhong Jiudao couldn't help but smile and said, "The two of us are quite sympathetic to each other."
Luo Huai covered his heart and stared at Zhong Jiudao's broad back. He wanted to rush forward and hug Zhong Jiudao from behind, but thinking of what happened before, he finally fell silent. He lowered his head and said, "Director Zhong, you are busy. ,Go out and exercise and stay in shape.”
Zhong Jiudao estimated that Aunt Yang should tidy up the house during this period, so that Luo Huai would not see the terrible sight of tables and chairs without wind, so he nodded and said, "Okay, let's calculate some calories." , although the next movie does not require you to be thin, but at least you are a energetic guy, and he is a capable type, so your physique must be good. "
"Okay." Luo Huai sniffed and left the room. Instead of going to the gym as he said, he ran to the kitchen and decided to make himself lunch.
"What do you want to eat? I'll cook it for you." Aunt Yang came over and asked enthusiastically.
"No, let's make a spicy hot pot. It's my hometown's taste. It's more spicy, so I'd better make it myself." Luo Huai said.
"I've never made Malatang before," Aunt Yang said, "Go to Mr. Shen for helplearn how to make it online."
"There's no need to learn. There are Malatang shops everywhere, and the base ingredients are also sold online. Just make a pot of it. This is a hometown recipe. It's too spicy and most people can't stand it." Luo Huai said.
"Okay, then just put the bowl in the sink after you finish eating. I'll clean it up later." Aunt Yang then stepped back. Looking at her determined expression, it was obvious that she had not given up on learning Malatang. She is really a capable person. The ghost of gumption.
The kitchen had a comprehensive range of sauces and abundant ingredients. Luo Huai made a pot of soup base and put a bunch of vegetables on it. He stared at the boiling pot for a while, but felt that there was not enough chili pepper, so he opened the jar of chili oil. I was too lazy to use a spoon to serve it, so I just poured it into the pot. A lot of oil was poured in at once.
Because he was in a bad mood, Luo Huai was in a daze and without looking carefully, he stewed a pot of red stuff and put it on the table to eat.
After taking the first bite of the dish, Luo Huai was so spicy that he sniffled. After a while, he burst into tears and ate while crying.
Let’s talk, talk about love, talk about any kind of love, you are a broom star, don’t you know? Luo Huai took a big bite of the noodles, which was so spicy that he burst into tears.
"Why are you crying?" Zhong Hongyan, who was also like a wandering soul, was attracted by the soaring spiciness and came to the dining table.
"I'm not crying, I'm so scared." Luo Huai took out a tissue and wiped his tears, his breasts and nose were all red.
"Is it so spicy that you'll cry?" Zhong Hongyan stared at the pot of red soup, "Can you finish eating so much? Let's share a bowl."
"Eat whatever you want." Luo Huai said.
Zhong Hongyan also filled a bowl, and the two of them ate and cried at the same time.
While eating, Luo Huai seemed to have chewed something strange. Because it was covered with spicy oil, he couldn't tell what it was. Anyway, it was all red, but it didn't taste like food. Instead, it had the texture of chewing raw A4 paper. . But how come A4 paper appears in Malatang? He boiled the water for a full 20 minutes. Any paper would be boiled, right
Luo Huai originally planned to just chew it and swallow it regardless of what it was, but as soon as he took a bite or two, he heard someone shouting "Help" in his ears. The cry was very long, like singing in an opera. Very miserable.
Luo Huai picked up the thing with chopsticks, stared at it with tears in his eyes, and asked doubtfully: "What is this? Also, is anyone singing in an opera?"
Zhong Hongyan wiped his tears and stared at the thing in Luo Huai's hand carefully, and his expression suddenly changed.
"This... why is it in Malatang?" Zhong Hongyan picked up the thing with chopsticks.
"I don't know," Luo Huai said with a guilty look, "But I didn't pick the vegetables properly when I was putting them out, and accidentally dropped the outer packaging. It doesn't matter, just throw it away. Boiling water is red. If the oil is cooked for such a long time, all the bacteria will be cooked to death!”
"Yeah, everything is cooked to death, and it's no different from a frying pan." Zhong Hongyan stared at Luo Huai, who looked weak and pitiful and was crying, with a look of "this is so scary."
"It's too spicy. My stomach hurts a little. I'll take it out first. You should eat less." Zhong Hongyan walked towards Zhong Jiudao's room carrying the bowl and the oily thing still dripping with his chopsticks.
"Okay, just eat this meal and you will be able to control your emotions." Luo Huai said aggrievedly, "Remember to put the bowls and chopsticks in the sink."
"Okay." Zhong Hongyan agreed casually, carrying the thing and rushing to Zhong Jiudao's room.
Since Luo Huai was still outside, Zhong Jiudao left a room for him without locking the room. Zhong Hongyan came in easily this time without kicking the door.
"Jiudao, look at this... can he still be saved?" Zhong Hongyan asked.
"Don't seek life and death. The days ahead are still long. You have to..." Zhong Jiudao was reading the script and had no intention of comforting the heartbroken Zhong Hongyan. While persuading him, he glanced at Zhong Hongyan with his peripheral vision. Seeing what he was picking up on his chopsticks, he immediately stopped pressing the keyboard.
"Lian Ziyu?" Zhong Jiudao asked the thing in surprise.
The paper on the chopsticks shook weakly like noodles twice, proving that he still had a trace of his soul left.
"Go wash up quickly, use dish soap and hot water!" Zhong Jiudao ordered.
Zhong Hongyan washed the A4 paper countless times as instructed, but still couldn't get rid of the red oil on the paper, and Lian Ziyu really couldn't hold it any longer, because every time he washed it now, he was washing his body with blood. soul.
In order to prevent Luo Huai, who was in the same dormitory, from discovering this thing, Zhong Jiudao saved the script, turned off the computer, and went up to the third floor with Zhong Hongyan.
Seeing that the A4 paper was wet, Zhong Hongyan couldn't bear it, so he took a hair dryer and dried the paper.
Ordinary paper will rot when exposed to water. The reason why this A4 paper is still so tough is of course that Lian Ziyu's soul has withstood most of the damage, whether it is soaked in chili oil, boiled in red oil soup for 20 minutes or rinsed with hot water and dishwashing liquid. Even Ziyu had to bear it.
After drying, the paper floated twice in the air and turned into a bright red puff when it landed.
The original white singlet turned red, and the skin and face were all red, as if they had been disfigured by being splashed with pepper water countless times.
Zhong Jiu said: "..."
Zhong Hongyan: "..."
"Did you soak him in chili oil last night?" Zhong Hongyan asked.
Zhong Jiu said: "He made a mistake and deserves to be punished. It's not too much to be harsh. With his way of doing things, it won't be a problem to stay there for a few days."
"But Luo Huai took it to cook. He had the medium of paper. The ghost patterns were engraved on the paper. He would suffer whatever sin the paper suffered." Zhong Hongyan said.
Zhong Jiudao was silent.
Seeing Lian Ziyu's current appearance, Zhong Hongyan's feelings seemed to have weakened a bit. He asked Zhong Jiu: "What do you think will happen if he videos with his online dating partner now?"
Zhong Jiu said: "... It's just the right time to solve it."
He asked Lian Ziyu to contact netizens one by one and tell them that he had numerous lovers at the same time. After he was found out, some jealous people poured pepper water on him and ruined his appearance. He changed his mind and realized his mistake. Decided to break up with netizens.
Lian Ziyu, who was weak in spirit, did as he was told. Seven of the ten online dating partners saw him like this and heard Lian Ziyu say that his appearance would never be restored, so they broke up with him on the spot without any nostalgia. nor.
Among the remaining three, two wanted to encourage him to get better treatment, but when they heard that he had become like this because of his promiscuous relationship between men and women, they cursed him and broke up.
The last one still had some unresolved feelings, Lian Ziyu used her trump card and said she wanted to borrow money for plastic surgery, but she was also blocked immediately.
In just two hours, all love relationships were completely broken, and not a single bit of resentment was absorbed. Even Tzuyu's painstaking efforts for months were in vain.
Just a bowl of sad Malatang to cover up my tears.
"In this matter, no one was emotionally hurt, which is the best outcome." Zhong Jiudao said.
Zhong Hongyan pointed at himself, and Zhong Jiu said: "Except for you, as a member of the Celestial Master family, you don't even know whether your online dating partner is a ghost, and you deserve to be like this."
Zhong Hongyan fell silent and saw that even Ziyu's expression was no longer so resentful. After all, he couldn't hate the red skin that smelled like spicy hotpot.
Zhong Jiudao then said to Lian Ziyu: "You are also responsible for your own fault. The laws of heaven are constant, and there will be retribution for doing evil."
With Luo Huai here, retribution will come faster.
"Director Zhong," even Ziyu opened her mouth, her voice was hoarse from the heat, and she didn't know if she would still be able to sing in the future, "Is your face still recovering?"
Zhong Jiu opened his eyes and said, "Just keep it alive. If you meet the opportunity, maybe you can."
"I will often help you brush the paper. I will try to wash off the oil as soon as possible. You should be stronger." Zhong Hongyan also said sympathetically.
A multi-person relationship finally ended with everyone except Lian Ziyu being injured. Zhong Jiudao breathed a sigh of relief, but felt that he had to go back to his room to educate Luo Huai. He had just promised to exercise to stay in shape, but then he turned around and ate like this Unhealthy food is so unprofessional of an actor.
As soon as he walked to the door of the room, he saw Aunt Yang running over in a panic: "Director Zhong, something big has happened!"
"What? If it's Lian Ziyu, he's fine." Zhong Jiudao said.
"No!" Aunt Yang was anxious, "I just went to find Mr. Shen, and I found out that his book was blown down by the wind, fell on the prop cart and was taken away!"