After Getting A Job in the Nether World, I Became Famous

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Lao Bai stretched his face and said, "Hugh nonsense!"

The fan in his hand shook, seemingly soft, but fanned a gust of wind, blowing Cheng Haidong's soul away from the body, and flew to the direction of the body, this is the soul.

Lan He looked at Song Qinmin who was hiding in the door, only half of his body, and arrived.

After a person dies, he should first report to the Chenghuang Office. Song Qinmin stayed in the Yang Dynasty, and then he attracted Lao Bai's soul. As for why he can stay...

The old whiteboard said with a face: "This house is very delicate, and there are many things in the house. The ghosts and the ghosts can easily get lost when they enter. They also follow the method of life-making and will not affect the homeowner. He used this to hide, but You are the soul of the soul, unaffected, you can catch him."

Lao Bai's words were not only explained to Lan He, but also to frighten Song Qinmin.

Sure enough, Song Qinmin panicked as soon as he heard it. He thought that these two had no way to take him the same as before, and he immediately ran into the house.

Lan He suddenly remembered the feng shui design of Yantang folk houses that had been blown by the village cadres for a long time. It seems that the feng shui master who was a hundred years ago is not a descendant of Guiguzi, but he is really a master!

Although he was in a state of soul, he was not a real ghost. When he entered the room immediately, he did not feel any discomfort and threw the chain.

Lan He just threw it away. He and Song Qinmin were still a few meters apart, but the soul of the soul had been accurately placed on Song Qinmin. Song Qinmin was not a ghost, but he was determined to stay in the world with the help of his ancestral home.

He was hooked, and the old man was stiff immediately, unable to move.

Lan He pulled the chain back, and Song Qinmin floated along, basically no weight, and was led by Lan He to go out.

"Master, Master, let me go, I don't want to leave." Song Qinmin pleaded.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, don't call me that." Lan He said, "I said you will cooperate with us."

Song Qinmin: "..."

He didn't quite understand why Yin Yan called his grandfather. Legend has it that impermanence should have lived for thousands of years, and he always felt strangely familiar...

Song Qinmin thought for a moment, a bit like the tone of the young cadres in the village when they came to work at home.

"What do you say you hide, and stay in the world to be a lonely ghost. After a few years, there is no sacrifice and no enjoyment. You can only endure hunger and starvation. Eating a meal a year is not a good day!" Old Bai Yinyang said in a strange way, "You see how many wild ghosts wandering in the Yang world, crying and wanting to go to Yin Si."

Song Qinmin's new death, where do you know so much, he stubbornly said: "I am not uncooperative with the government (Lan He:?), you see that the village encourages planting tea, so I take the lead in planting tea, saying that I also support changing the toilet... I have saved money for a long time myself. My son is not filial, and actually fools me into a dead ghost. The money is only half spent, I am not reconciled!"

Song Qinmin started chattering about his sons, and it seemed really unconvincing.

His son did not respect the deceased enough. Lan He asked Lao Bai: "Can you help him?"

Lao Bai casually said: "Human and ghost are different!"

Lan He thought that the old man had pushed the lucky gold and silver streamers and couldn’t help saying: “Is there no way? For example, when we passed his son’s house, he secretly took his money back and set up sacrifices, so he would You can go away."

Song Qinmin hadn't spoken yet, and Lao Bai suddenly said: "That's a 30% fee! Lao Song, do you agree with it?"

Lan He: "..."

He felt that the old white hat should read "see the money".

Song Qinmin was confused: "Yes, yes."

So they switched to Song Qinmin's son's house, and found out a pile of cash in the bedside table, which was collected by Song Qinmin.

He has no pension, he grows tea at an age to make money, and he is not used to depositing in a bank, so he wraps it in cloth, and there are a lot of ten dollars and five dollars.

At this time, Song Qinmin's children and grandchildren were all vigil in the hall, and no one was at home. He stuffed something in the drawer and mumbled, "Smelly kid..."

"Okay, let's go." Lao Bai urged aside.

"Wait again," Song Qinmin pleaded. "My little grandson was in the third year of junior high school and will be in high school this year. I want to see him again. And my tea..."

One thing happened, Song Qinmin still had many regrets and concerns.

When Lan He saw his pleading, he thought that the old man did not stay in Yang Shi because he was unwilling. Whether he hates or loves, he is actually unwilling to make fireworks on earth. He just wants to continue to live here and live a trivial or even unsatisfactory life.

Lao Bai was so commonplace, and said coldly: "Don't dare to follow the commander-in-chief, the new ghost will follow me to Huang Quan!"

Song Qinmin burst into tears when he heard, "Keep me one night, and stay me one night!"

Lan He was helpless and suddenly felt a strong emotion from his fingertips into his heart, confused, unwilling, fearful and desperate, like a high tide, quickly submerged him.

Lan He was an agitator. The whole person was swept by such intense and complicated emotions. His heart was suffocated. When he looked at Song Qinmin, he suddenly understood that this should be Song Qinmin's feeling. He felt uncomfortable. "How can I... I seem to realize In his mood."

Lao Bai looked at him, "Human nature is really complicated."

Lan He: "What do you mean?"

Lao Bai: "Before and after the new death, the emotions are the most intense and rich. The soul of the soul will also transfer strong emotions. The more sensitive the person, the easier it is to transmit... I didn't expect you to deceive the ghost and communicate with Ghost sympathy! It will not be like this when you take out the hard heart when you lied to me!"

Lan He: "..."

In any case, Lan He learned new knowledge, water conductivity, and soul-stirring, and also felt more deeply why he said that the underworld meal was not delicious, and why some people who walked into the Yin state were half crazy.

This kind of soul-to-soul communication has a greater impact on people than any sense, and it is easy to be involved in the emotion of the dead soul.

It's a bit like the actor is too deep into the drama, regards himself as a deity soul... Lan He took a deep breath twice, out of the strong emotions.

Yin Yin has hooked too many souls, even if he is as sensitive as Lan He, he has become numb to any emotion. Lao Bai stringed Song Qinmin's soul on his chain, and said to Lan He: "It's not too late, you will be at the intersection. Let's get together next time."

He said, rubbing his hands suggestively.

Lan He: "...Got it!"

...

The next day.

Song Qinmin's son stayed up all night, and in the morning he had to pay the drums and take them to his house to get the money.

As a result, in front of a musician, he opened the drawer containing money and saw that there was only a handful of paper dust inside!

——In contrast, Cheng Haidong's story about last night is much inferior.

On the first day he said ghost presses, still quite a lot of people believe. But the blue and white is impermanent, and the "come here" hat is more incredible, even funny. No matter how Cheng Haidong described the strange atmosphere at that time, no one could enter the scene.

Cheng Haidong complained wonderingly, "I mean, what time did you sleep last night, Lan He? When I came back at night, I met Mr. Song in the yard. Then he took me away, blue impermanence and white impermanence. I'm back."

"No, you are dreaming and adding people without permission. You have never heard of blue and white impermanence in the prefecture." Lan Wuchang said, "Are you staring at Xiaohua for too long."

Sister Xiaohua is an art in the group, often wearing a blue and white striped T-shirt.

Cheng Haidong: "..."

What is this and what.

When he rubbed his hair, was it really his dream, "No, right, I must have seen... Alas, you don't believe it, you can't see it, only I can see it. Am I the Son of Heaven?"

Lan He's eyes flickered. He didn't know whether Cheng Haidong was the son of heaven, but he must be the son of earth...

Although he insisted that he had seen a ghost, but because everyone didn't believe the second story, plus poor, Cheng Haidong can only continue to work honestly.

Fortunately, Song Qinmin was reborn, and Cheng Haidong was able to spend it safely.

Soon, the ten-day filming ended and the crew gathered in the village.

Cheng Haidong and Lan He touched the glass, "What arrangement do you have behind?"

Lan Hedao: "You have to enter the group after a half-month rest, how about you?"

Cheng Haidong just waited for him to ask, and said with his arms on his hips: "Prepare to enter the Liuxianyang group!"

Liu Chunyang is a well-known director in China. After many years of practice, his style has gradually become a well-known and well-received work. And Liu Dao is also a photographer. When he entered his group, he must have learned a lot, and his resume would be much better.

"Liu Liuyang is going to make a new movie?" Lan He was busy in the group, he didn't see the mobile phone a few times a day, I don't know what happened, "Awesome you."

Cheng Haidong: "Hey, it's not following Master... It's still in preparation. My Master will start to watch the script together when I go back. I heard that the first investment has arrived, and his drama is definitely not short of money."

"Not only lack of money, but also lack of actors." Lan He sighed, Liu Liuyang's play role is of course very popular, but Liu Liuyang has his own temper, he likes to use the old team, big and small roles are like this, choose New actors are especially cautious. In the end, the roles available for everyone are limited.

"Go away, respect director."

Someone came to say hello, and Lan He followed the crowd.

The director was in a good mood and talked to them one by one. It was a chance to meet each other. After the group broke up, I didn't know if I would have the opportunity to work together again.

"Lan He." The director patted Lan He's shoulder. "I think your play is really good."

The director has collaborated with Lan He twice. Although Lan He’s roles are not important, he sees Lan He’s intentions and efforts in his eyes, and Lan He’s mentality is good. The image conditions are not too easy.

"Thank you, director." Lan He said quickly.

"Sometimes, I have more skills, and the emotional outbursts are slightly inadequate... This, you are still young, you can accumulate a little more and feel more about life." The director has drunk a little tongue and is vague and authentic.

Lan He nodded seriously.

The director said with regret: "As for the chance, wait again... This is harder to say than hard work."

Lan He smiled, "Just be happy."

"Yes, just be happy." The director raised his glass and suddenly burst into tears. "So I shot really well too! Why don't investors spoil me! Even the ghost is not me, where is the chance! My good Want to make a big production!!"

Lan He: "..."

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Lantian He returned to Beijing. He was originally from Hunan Province, drifting in Beijing, the company rented an apartment, and the occupancy rate was quite high. He is small and transparent, and there is no need to live in a place with particularly good privacy.

Lan He came back busy preparing for the next drama, but within two days he received a call from the company, telling him that something had changed, that the crew that had signed the contract had an accident, and it disbanded on the spot.

Lan He's professional level and appearance conditions are enough for him to obtain many audition opportunities, but whether he can pass the initial test, the final screening, and finally get a role, there are too many determinants.

Even after getting the role and signing the contract, the crew may be disbanded as it is now. Even after entering the group, an accident may occur.

After working for several years, he also knows how to adjust his mentality and deal with the disappointment after his hard work.

Lan He had to cook two dishes by himself and eat big... Not dare to eat big, he had to keep his weight. Anyway, he comforted himself by eating.

I woke up the next day, brushing my teeth, and received a call from the company, saying that there was a well-configured idol drama, the company also handed over some resumes of suitable actors of its schedule, and voted for Lan He’s male three. I tried it for the first time.

Lan He had just lost his job. Of course, he was in a hurry and went to the appointment on time. The director’s previous idol drama has had good results. The role of the male three is heavy... It is estimated that the competition will be a little bit fierce.

The crew's office was in the building, and Lan He was issued a play script. There were still many people in the waiting area. He figured out the script himself, and he was inspired by watching it. After waiting for about two hours, he was called into the office.

Lan He checked the director's information, so he recognized that a big-bellied middle-aged man talking to a man wearing a peaked cap in front of the floor-to-ceiling window was the director of the drama Wang Mao.

"Director Wang?" the producer shouted back, and Wang Mao nodded with the cap man, and sat back. The cap was still in front of the window, only showing his back.

Wang Mao raised his chin and said to a female staff member next to him, "Mao Mao will give the actor a shot."

The girl named Maomao stood in front of Lan He.

She is not an actor, but a director's assistant, and she doesn't know much about acting. She just acts as a toolman when needed. However, Lan He is pretty, and she is a better tool.

Although she can't act, she has been able to memorize the lines after being a toolmaker for so long. She also knows a little about the routines performed by the actors.

The play is an original script, this scene is the male third as the hostess's brother, because of the rivalry between the male and female hostess broke out, and this time male three is already terminally ill.

I saw that after the handsome guy entered the role, his eyes changed, and said coldly: "You want to be with him unless I die."

Mao Mao was stunned. Most of the previous actors still kept the male-three extroverted design here. Their emotions were extroverted, and their body language was relatively rich. When they came up, they grabbed their shoulders. Between words, they also hated the male host and lost their careers. Unwilling to the male host, and then showed the pain of forbearance.

I don't know the exact level of furry. She usually only feels awkward.

But at the moment, Maomao quickly didn't think about anything else, Lan He's eyes really nailed her. The lines that show a little bit of dog blood are particularly persuasive under his interpretation.

He stared at himself, his eyes as if all his strength was condensed. Under the hard surface, he knew that the boat would be difficult to control, and the galaxy would fall, not only unwilling, as if there was something else.

Maomao was completely shocked. She even forgot to take the line. She was almost a little scared. This look was too complicated. She didn't need an explanation to let her think, thinking of the dying person...

Maomao didn't notice that as the play continued, the house did not know when it was getting quieter, and everyone was attracted.

The man in the peaked cap in front of the window turned around and watched quietly.

...

"It's a bit interesting..." Wang Mao rubbed his chin and communicated with the producer. "The delicate feelings are really tense and the layers are rich. Even I have goose bumps."

Young actors, to interpret life-and-death plays so deeply... Rare!

He is keenly aware that this is an actor that can add color to the character.

As a supporting role and as a sister, male three often plays quite funny, and has a certain story, but it is quite routine, and it will not be reflected too much. At this time, if the actor's interpretation is outstanding, increasing the persuasion can completely increase the depth of the character.

The producer also nodded. This is really rare. The character did not say that he was sick. The front actor also said that he also performed well, but people are more angry than people. Lan He’s acting wife is persuasive, and It is very restrained, so that the character of the whole character is improved.

The producer hadn't spoken yet. The cap behind the man said, "Well, I think about it."

"Um... uh? What are you thinking about? What's your concern?" Wang Mao turned back, "Brother, we are casting roles now."

The man in the peaked cap did not speak and pressed the brim.

Wang Mao rolled his eyes.

On the other side, after closing his eyes, Lan He let out a sigh of relief in the bottom of his heart and slowly played.

It's interesting to say, in fact, at that moment, he recalled the emotions he had experienced when he touched Old Man Song.

——Although Old Man Song and the No. 3 male in the idol drama seem to be totally irrelevant, even the scenes are different, but human nature has something in common.

The emotion he felt in the soul state for the first time gave him a great impact and impression, and because it was accepted as a soul, it was difficult to forget that feeling.

During the performance, he kept thinking about it and unconsciously immersed himself in that state again, and integrated it into his role.

Lan He said to the Mao Mao of the play: "Thank you."

"No, it's okay..." Maomao choked, staring blankly at the renewed Lan He.

"Yes, the interpretation is very good." Wang Mao walked over, "Lanhe, right?"

Lan He noticed that the man with the peaked cap also came over together, but he still couldn't see his face clearly. He didn't care. The staff were quite many, but he extended his hand to Wang Mao, "Hello, Director Wang, yes."

Wang Mao shook hands with him, "The performance is very contagious, I like it very much. Can you show us another impromptu performance?"

Lan He was very happy, to test him, that is, he was interested in his performance, and the chance of winning this role was instantly higher.

"Okay, I think about it." He was thinking about what to do, and he saw a figure floating in from the window, a dead man's face, holding a chain, and a high hat with the words "at first sight" is a good friend of man. White.

"Urgent thing! Come and come!" Lao Bai's eyes locked on Lan He, and he said.

by.

Lan He was a little anxious, because he found that Lao Bai had started to take Wendian, but he couldn't stop it...

The important thing now is that the office is still so big. Once Lao Bai transferred him away, his soul was out of body, and his body was going to the street again. The body without a soul would be the same as dead. How would he explain it to the people around him? Even if he thinks he has a strange disease, is it not good?

No, he must make it clear to Lao Bai in the future, and he cannot be summoned casually. He is different from those who are full-time impermanent. Not only does he have his own job, but he also pretends to be invisible in the sun!

Lan He's brain changed sharply and hurriedly said to Wang Mao: "Director, I will show you how to die in situ."

Wang Mao: "...Huh?"

He hadn't reacted yet, and at the next moment, the little young man was covering his heart, showing pain, stunned, and stopped moving.

Wang Mao: "..."

Wang Mao was stunned. After a while, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Ha ha ha ha!"

Passed away in situ? Young people nowadays, in order to impress the director, are they really going to be slanted?

He smiled, and the others couldn't help laughing, for a while the office was filled with joy.

The men in peaked caps said abruptly: "Good performance."

"Huh?" Wang Mao listened closely, and his expression was immediately adjusted. It was true that Lan He was more than silent. "Don't say that the corpse has no technical content. Look at others, your chest fluctuates. It’s like it’s gone."

Everyone stared at him, but he couldn't find a flaw.

When death scenes appear in movies and TV shows, some viewers like to stare at them, pointing out where and where "corpses" are breathing, their eyelids are moving, and the like. Whenever this time, they all want to vomit, the actor has worked very hard, can't let people really die, how could they not breathe.

But this one in front of him, he played very real, incredible to true, even his lips seemed to be pale.

Maomao couldn't help but touch Lan He's hand, and then he touched it again, and shuddered dumbly: "Wang Dao, why, how does it seem... cold..."

Everyone: "?????"