Soul Master

Chapter 46

On that day, the live broadcast of the program was hastily shut down amidst Zheng Kaiping's hasty roar, leaving the audience with confused bullet screens floating above the suddenly pitch-black live broadcast room.

[it's over?It’s time for the exciting part that can’t be watched again, there are still two days before the weekend online comprehensive...]

[I hate Director Lai, if you don't finish the broadcast quickly, why do you have to whet your appetite again! ! ]

[what happened?I seem to see Song Chengbin fainted?nothing will happen, right? ]

[If I didn't hear that, Detective Zheng was in a hurry, something must have happened. ]

[Don't make random guesses, it's the routine of the program group not to broadcast live broadcasts for the highlights, and it's probably because they deliberately said to turn off the camera in order to create an atmosphere. ]

[But what he said feels very realistic, not like acting. ]

Fans of Song Chengbin in the comment area were worried that something might happen to their master, and they disagreed with other viewers about whether Song Chengbin fainted in the show. Fans thought that Song Chengbin’s state was not like acting. The viewers thought it was just a way for the program to create momentum for the follow-up online comprehensive, and the two parties were arguing about it.

Concerned fans immediately went to the official WeChat private message program group to inquire about the results, but the messages they sent were all gone without any reply. They didn't know that the program group trapped in Chunxia Village had no outside information other than the live broadcast at the moment They couldn't receive it, and thought that the program team was pretending to be dead and not responding, trying to deal with it coldly.

The fans who didn't get the exact news were outraged, and directly asked Jingxia Entertainment behind the Aite program group to give an explanation. The article climbed to the top ten of the hot search list.

——#宋宇宾证中都减洗#

@大口口: Shocked!Song Chengbin was suspected of being overworked and fainted during the show, and the live broadcast screen was shut down abruptly. At present, the program team refuses to respond to this matter, and his indifference is suffocating.No matter what, artists are also human beings, and they should arrange their work and rest reasonably, instead of squeezing their value with high-intensity work.

After all, it was a well-known actor who was suspected of fainting in the show. In the early stage of public opinion, Jingxia Entertainment had already contacted the person in charge of the show, but without exception...

"could not be reached?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen."

The man lowered his head fiercely, feeling ashamed of his inability to do things, but also worried, his back tensed and trying to restrain his trembling. Don't look at the leader in front of him who is usually gentle and amiable, but if there is something wrong, he will not pretend to speak, like a Rattlesnake always gives people a sense of menace.

Chen Jiukun slowly poured the brewed tea into the teacup. The overflowing tea fragrance could not dissipate the gradually solidified atmosphere in the room. The man swallowed his saliva and became more afraid to speak.

"I guess they must have all returned to the primitive society." Chen Jiukun joked, and the thin golden-rimmed glasses reflected light: "Otherwise, why are so many people not even able to answer the phone?"

"Um." The man was stunned, but he saw Chen Jiukun's tone became more gentle and asked: "If you explain this to the public, will they accept our statement?"

Without waiting for the man to answer, Chen Jiukun stopped laughing to himself, his eyes behind the lens opened and flashed coldly: "If you can't get through the phone, go find it. If you can't get through, it doesn't mean you can't even find someone."

"I'm sorry! It's my dereliction of duty. I'll find a way to solve it. I will definitely give Mr. Chen a satisfactory answer."

The man hurriedly responded and turned around to leave. Chen Jiukun called him on a whim: "By the way, do you know where they did the live broadcast?"

"Yes, in Chunxia Village."

The door closed gently with a click, and the man's uneasy and noisy voice disappeared, and the world once again returned to the sound of tea being poured into a cup. After a long time, Chen Jiukun pursed his lips and murmured, "Chunxia Village, tsk."

Chunxia Village at the other end.

Lai Hui and other behind-the-scenes staff, who were already staring at the monitor, heard Zheng Kaiping yelling loudly, and all of them trembled and almost died of fright.Especially Lai Hui, who acted as the backbone of the whole group under tremendous pressure, immediately cut off the live broadcast with his instinct, got up and rushed to the back house.

After rushing to pass by the guests who were stunned in place, and seeing the scene of Fu Nanque and Zheng Kaiping, who had a slightly disgusted expression, helping Song Chengbin up from the ground, his dizzy head hurt even more, and Lai Hui trembled. "How is he?" he asked.

"Just fainted, it shouldn't be a serious problem." Fu Nanque comforted.

Just now when he took the initiative to help Song Chengbin, he took a little look at the other party's condition. Indeed, there were no obvious injuries or other problems, but what Fu Nanque didn't say was that Song Chengbin was not simply in a coma. Looking at it from the air, when they didn't know it just now, it seemed that Song Daying had bumped into something, but the yin energy here was extremely light, and there was no trace of ghost activity.

Fu Nanque and Zheng Kaiping made up their minds, so they didn't tell the truth to them, so as not to make everyone who was already worried collapse again.

Lai Hui trusted Fu Nanque's words very much. Although he knew that Song Chengbin would not simply faint, he was still relieved when he heard the words, as long as he was safe.His requirements are already so low, his only wish is to let everyone go home safely.

Just when Lai Hui was about to call a few strong staff to come over and carry people, Song Chengbin woke up slowly, his well-maintained face was full of ignorance, as if he didn't understand why everyone was surrounding him.

Deng Lijie leaned over and asked anxiously, "Brother Song, are you okay? Do you know that you just scared us to death."

"Brother Song." Li Jiajia sobbed: "Is it... Is it because of her that you fainted?"

The two juniors surrounded Song Chengbin and greeted him warmly. Brother Song shouted so loudly that people were confused. Finally, after Su Jiao raised his voice to stop the silence, the two restrained a little and retreated to Hu Jia's side, giving Song Chengbin a chance to breathe.

"You fainted just now, but what happened?" Lai Hui hurriedly asked the most critical question, and it was also what everyone wanted to know the most right now.

Unexpectedly, Song Chengbin couldn't remember what happened to him at all.

Lai Hui didn't give up: "Don't you have even a little bit of memory?"

But Song Chengbin still couldn't remember it, as long as he frowned and thought deeply, he would have a headache: "I'm sorry, Director Lai. I really can't remember it. Whenever I try to think hard, I feel so painful that I want to vomit. I'm so tired. I want to rest. .”

Seeing that Song Chengbin was in such pain, Lai Hui couldn't say anything more, and after Zheng Kaiping nodded cryptically, he let go and asked him to take him back to rest, "Everyone has worked hard. It's getting late, and the big guys are also packing up, adjusting their schedules and continuing tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Lai Hui took the lead and led everyone to retreat. Song Chengbin closed his eyes and frowned and followed Lai Hui. Deng Lijie who was beside him squeezed into his side and asked him in a whisper: "Do you really have no memory at all?"

Song Chengbin nodded, his bloodless lips wanted to evoke a smile, but thinking of the horrific bloody scene he seemed to see when he was unconscious, he couldn't lift the corners of his mouth anyway, so he gave up.

Looking at the backs of the people leaving, Fu Nanque always felt that Song Chengbin was hiding something. He was very confident in his ability. Song Chengbin's state was completely inconsistent with the appearance of losing short-term memory under a specific situation.Although Song Chengbin acted very well, the panic and guilt in his eyes from time to time revealed that he did not remember everything as he said.

Thinking of this, Fu Nanque asked someone who was looking at the window beside him: "Do you think Song Chengbin is telling the truth?"

"Nanque." Someone called him irrelevantly.

"Huh?" Fu Nanque followed the prestige, thinking that Zheng Kaiping had some new ideas.

Zheng Kaiping turned his head solemnly, and suddenly pointed out the window and squinted his eyes and smiled: "I found that the attic has a good view, and you can see the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the yard at a glance from the window. Let's sleep here tonight!"

Fu Nanque rolled her eyes and turned around to leave: "If you want to sleep, you sleep here by yourself."

"Hey, the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus is blown by the evening wind. It's so romantic that the scent of flowers enters my sleep. It's also a special memory of this trip for the two of us to fall asleep and whisper."

Ignoring Zheng Kaiping's murmurs, he went back to the front hall. The field affairs were organizing personnel to distribute boxed lunches. It was so lively. Fu Nanque didn't go to pick up the dinner, but looked around to find Zhou Dongtu among the crowd gathered for dinner, and asked her for the whole story. The chief script sat aside and flipped through it.Not to mention the other people in the program group, even Fu Nanque himself, in the past two days of getting nothing and being in a lot of situations, can't help but feel a little emotional.

An inexplicable sense of powerlessness gathered in his chest, and the melancholy Fu Nanque flipped through the script in his hand as if venting. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of white under his eyelids, which was the crew's box lunch.

"Look at what that thing is doing? After a tiring day, hurry up and eat and rest." Zheng Kaiping's mouth was full of oil, and so far only this big and tall man with a big heart can eat leisurely.

Fu Nanque didn't raise her head and said, "I don't like things that I can't control. Rather than just sit and wait for death, I might as well find something to do. At any rate, I might gain something by reading the script."

"If you come, you will be safe. With my helper, brother, what can happen that can't be controlled." Zheng Kaiping smiled: "Besides, you can't control other things. You can control brother. As long as you nod, I will listen to you." your."

Fu Nanque raised her eyes and scratched hard at the knife.

"No." Zheng Kaiping corrected: "Even if you don't nod for a while, brother will still listen to you."

"Zheng Kaiping." Fu Nanque thought it was necessary for him to make it clear to this shameless person, "We are friends, and I hope that when you find a partner, you can find someone you really like, instead of relying on so-called descriptions to make do. I pretend I didn’t hear what you said just now, don’t make fun of this kind of thing in the future, I’m fine by myself.”

People like him have long been used to living alone, and there is nothing wrong with being alone.

Concentrating her eyes to suppress the inexplicable sourness in her heart, Fu Nanque continued to look down at the script, Zheng Kaiping sat next to him and didn't speak anymore, eating his boxed lunch in silence, quietness and depression circulated between the two of them, I don't know how long it has passed Fu Nanque noticed that Zheng Kaiping got up and suddenly threw something forcefully on the ground, making a muffled piercing sound.

Fu Nanque looked over and saw a chopstick stuck straight on the ground, with one-third of the chopstick completely submerged in the soil. It could be seen that the person who threw it used some force.

As for Zheng Kaiping, after throwing the wooden chopsticks, he got up and went back to the hall without having a word with him.

Is he angry?Fu Nanque frowned, feeling lost and at the same time didn't know how to react to this change, that was his first friend, could it be that what he just said was a bit serious?