After successfully defeating Fang Shan's army, Wei Sushen was able to have a solid sleep.
When I woke up the next day, I was in good spirits. When I went to visit the master again, a middle-aged woman opened the door.
The two subconsciously thought they were in the wrong building, and when they were about to apologize, Fang Shanduo said, "We are here to visit a cross talk master."
The middle-aged woman's confused expression disappeared: "He rented the house to me."
Fang Shan and Wei Sushen looked at each other and saw incredulity in each other's eyes. They couldn't help but say, "He was still there yesterday."
The middle-aged woman nodded: "I posted a rental request online, and they contacted me overnight."
To be honest, she also found it strange that the landlord seemed to have some reason to be eager to get rid of the house. Although it was a little unreliable, the rent was cheap and you could move in with your luggage, so she still agreed to rent it.
The middle-aged woman said a few more words and hurriedly closed the door.
Fang Shan stood outside the door and frowned: "Are you scared away by us?"
Wei Sushen got some comfort from the word 'we'. If he guessed correctly, he was probably scared away by the so-called evil smile.
When the two were about to turn around and leave, the door suddenly opened again, and the middle-aged woman handed out a sealed document bag: "I almost forgot, the old man told me to hand this over if anyone comes looking for me."
Fang Shan thanked him and opened the bag after going downstairs. It was a notebook: "Master, you have such a big heart."
Don't worry about people thinking it's a good thing and keeping it privately.
Wei Sushen: "In the eyes of ordinary people, this doesn't have much value."
The notes recorded are some summed up experiences. There are two CDs in the last mezzanine with introductory tutorials written on them.
Fang Shan sighed: "He can be regarded as the most benevolent and righteous person."
Wei Sushen said nothing. As the number one person who angered the master, he had nothing to say.
Fang Shan closed his notebook: "Geniuses are lonely. It seems it's time for us to hibernate for a while."
The so-called hibernation is nothing more than sitting in a hotel and practicing with a notebook.
The fermentation power of the Internet is quite powerful. In just one night, Wei Su Shen's bizarre love life was pushed into the top three hot searches.
The good thing about rich people is that no matter how much the hype is, most netizens will not think that exposing such a sexual relationship is just to increase publicity.
The reporter recommended by Zhao Shi has some skills and knows how to calculate people's hearts. He first released a wave of explosive information, and then used gossip to explain that the two would have a collaboration on the same stage in the near future.
In this way, everyone's attention will naturally focus on the upcoming cross talk performance.
Wei Sushen occasionally listened to Fang Shan talk about the gossip on the Internet in the hotel, but he didn't feel too disturbed.
Fang Shan has memorized his notes for a long time. He himself is a drunkard and does not drink alcohol every day. He is depressed: "Your father probably regretted not adopting the educational concept of filial sons under the stick earlier after seeing the news."
"No." Wei Sushen said calmly: "Father will be very calm."
Fang Shan had long discovered that Wei Sushen usually called Wei Ye his father, while the little fat man simply called him dad.
Although the meaning is the same, the word father always seems to be a little less intimate than dad.
Fang Shan: "Why?"
Wei Sushen raised his head and looked at him: "The greater the turmoil, the greater the benefits."
The other party must understand this truth better than you do.
It's hard to estimate how much Wei Ye knows Wei Su Shen as a son is like a father, but the two of them look at things from the same perspective.
Faced with the overwhelming rumors, he did not get angry, but pondered.
"This is obviously the handiwork of the eldest brother." The little fat man has an indescribable fascination with the sofa in the living room. He would lean on it and rub it in his spare time: "Without his acquiescence, there wouldn't be such a big fuss."
From a personal point of view, the little fat man is quite satisfied with the scene in the Bagua where he and Wei Sushen compete for the family property. At least it confirms his wisdom and strength.
Wei Ye frowned, and after seeing the little fat man adjusting his sitting posture, he looked away: "It seems like a big deal if you don't hesitate to ruin your reputation."
The little fat man searched for relevant news through many channels: "Brother is going to perform recently, is it to increase attendance?"
Speaking out, he denied it without waiting for Wei Ye's answer. Considering Wei Su Shen's current status, it makes no sense logically.
Continuing to read various news, he suddenly said: "Big brother has decided to perform at the newly opened theater."
The grand theater was still fresh in his memory. It was there that he and Wei Sushen added Pei Yang's wife's WeChat account, which triggered a circle of friends who later spent a lot of money seeking a child.
Although it has only been built for a few months, the theater can already be called a landmark building in the city. On weekdays, well-known acrobatic troupes and drama clubs in China perform here.
Wei Sushen must have spent a lot of money to win the venue.
"Why did you choose here?" The little fat man murmured, his chubby face looking more serious.
Wei Ye looked over: "What's wrong?"
The little fat man moved his butt back and pointed the computer screen towards Wei Ye: "Jun Gan Hotel."
Because of the theater's popularity, a business circle has gradually been established nearby. Construction of the Junqian Hotel started as early as four years ago, with several stops in between, and it just opened recently.
As a result, a murder occurred on the first day of moving in.
Not only has the hotel business not been affected, but it has become very popular among young people who are curious.
Wei Ye: "It's just suicide and jumping off a building. It's not worth making a fuss about."
The little fat man shook his head: "My classmate's uncle is at the police station. According to his secret revelation, although the case was concluded as suicide, there are still many things that don't make sense."
He died young, his family had some assets, he was an ordinary rich second generation, and he liked racing cars. There was nothing unsatisfactory about his life. Before his death, he rented a room with a female student. After the girl left, he asked someone to clean up the room, and then jumped off the building inexplicably.
Wei Ye never paid attention to this kind of news. The little fat man said mysteriously: "My classmate said that several college students in the city have committed suicide recently, and without exception they are the rich second generation."
Hearing this, Wei Ye frowned: "I don't go out much these days."
"Brother is going crazy outside, should I give you a warning?" The little fat man lowered his head and fiddled with his phone: "To be on the safe side, send a text message."
Wei Ye glanced at him: "Do you have any personal contact?"
The little fat man shook his shoulders.
Wei Ye sneered and sat down opposite him: "Tell me, what else is your brother holding?"
There is an interrogation going on here, and Wei Sushen is transferring the balance to the person in charge of the theater in the bank.
In order to familiarize themselves with the venue in advance, Wei Sushen and Fang Shan went to the theater again.
The theater is closed every Wednesday, and the person in charge agreed to let them rehearse on that day.
The sunset was beautiful at dusk, and there were old people walking nearby. Fang Shan and Wei Sushen were walking on the road with a smile, and suddenly the curvature of the corners of their mouths slowly dropped.
"What's wrong?" Wei Sushen stopped.
Fang Shan: "I seem to smell the same kind of scent."
Wei Sushen raised his eyebrows: "Chen Bingying?"
Fang Shan shook his head, his expression gradually becoming serious: "It's just a feeling, maybe I'm worrying too much."
Wei Sushen did not take steps immediately, but instead stared somewhere in front of him. Following his line of sight, a young man with lowered eyebrows and deep contemplation walked out of the hotel in front of him. He was so immersed in his thoughts that he almost bumped into a child.
The parent cursed and picked up the child and left. The young man raised his head, and Fang Shan was surprised: "It's Fang Can."
The other party obviously saw them and put away his thoughts, but his expression was still not pretty.
Fang Can didn't look at Wei Sushen immediately, but looked at Fang Shan with complicated eyes.
"Why does he look at me like that?" Fang Shan wondered, as he didn't seem to have troubled himself recently.
Wei Sushen gave a prompt: "Brother."
Fang Shan remembered that he once deceived Fang Can into being his half-brother.
"He actually believed it." Fang Shan shook his head: "He has similar names and the same birthmark. How can he be so easily fooled?"
Wei Sushen glanced at him: "That's enough."
Fang Shan took the initiative to step forward and say hello: "The weather forecast is not accurate, it's very windy today."
Fang Can didn't feel the slightest noise.
Fang Shan smiled: "Otherwise, why would I have brought you here?"
Fang Can didn't react at all to the cynicism and looked at Wei Sushen: "Do you remember Chen Yu?"
Wei Sushen ignored it.
Fang Can: "He is dead."
Only then did Wei Sushen react.
Fang Shan came closer and asked softly: "Who is Chen Yu?"
Wei Sushen: "His cousin."
Fang Can sneered: "Why didn't you say he was your secret admirer?"
As a temporary outsider, Fang Shan smelled the gossip and gently touched Wei Su Shen with his elbow, asking for details.
Wei Sushen just said: "A former classmate."
Chen Yu was only half a year younger than them, and went to the same university. He fell in love with Wei Sushen at first sight on the first day of enrollment, and he was quite a playboy.
After all, Wei Sushen still asked, "How did he die?"
Fang Can said word by word: "Suicide."
Wei Sushen shook his head: "Impossible."
Although he has not had many personal contacts, Chen Yu is a person who enjoys life and has no reason to commit suicide.
Fang Can pointed to the hotel behind him: "Jumped from the sixth floor and died on the spot."
At dusk, the hotel is coated with a layer of light gold and looks very high-end.
Fang Can: "I booked a room here."
He left a word without beginning or end and passed them by.
Fang Shan couldn't figure out the other party's intention for a moment and guessed casually: "Could it be that he wants to attract attention and let us move in?"
Wei Sushen nodded: "It's very similar to his style."
Fang Shan chuckled. He wanted to say 'don't pay attention', but the strange feeling came again. He raised his head and looked around, and finally fixed his eyes on the hotel. He narrowed his eyes and said, "It's very uncomfortable there."
Wei Sushen: "Go and stay for a few days."
Fang Shan frowned slightly, and Wei Sushen said: "There is no difference to us."
It's just moving from one hotel to another, and it's close to the theater, so it's suitable for rehearsals.
Fang Shan: "The beginning of the horror story is that the protagonist insists on staying in a place where people have died."
Wei Sushen's voice was very calm: "As long as you are here, I am not afraid."
The goddess of fate has long been standing at the intersection of life, waving to him, always reminding him: Look, this is the bottom line.
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