Metaphysics, from getting started to giving up

Chapter 42

Zhou Yi was taken aback by the commotion outside the door, and quickly asked Xie Qianchou, "What's going on here?"

Xie Qianchou quickly sent several instruction messages to Manager Du, and stretched out his hand to hold Zhou Yi: "Do you still remember Mingtian?"

"I don't remember." Zhou Yi has always been forgetful about things that he doesn't care about.

"It's the second-tier celebrity who I recruited for a ghost marriage before."

"Oh," Zhou Yi finally remembered something, and he also took out his mobile phone to search, "The shame of forcing it?"

Xie Qianchou nodded: "Almost, wasn't it because of that blind Yuji scribbled and reported that you and I had an affair on the Internet? That day Mingtian also made headlines, but then you He was squeezed out. I took a look, and after that he was ridiculed by the crowd and turned into a shame of forced push. It is estimated that there are two or five youngsters in Chengfeng, who revealed your whereabouts to Mingtian. This guy is also No brains, I guess I have a grudge against you and want to film your scandal, after all, we are living together now, and..."

He stopped his voice: Why do you always feel a little guilty?

"It seems that he has no brains. If he can take pictures by himself, those Yuji paparazzi would have gone home to grow sweet potatoes." Zhou Yi was amazed at Ming Tian's IQ. He couldn't quite understand why Ming Tian He will remember to hate himself, after all, no matter what, he has saved his life, right?If I and Xie Qianchou were not there at that time, this guy would definitely be beheaded by the skeleton blowing the suona, and go to have a ghost marriage with Princess Bone. ?”

Xie Qianchou: "..." Why did he feel that Zhou Yi was insinuating.

The gate of Daomen's resident was surrounded by entertainment reporters and melon-eaters. Zhou Yi even heard the faint sound of an ambulance siren. It seemed that Mingtian's manager had rushed to the scene and called an ambulance. He was going to take Ming Tian away for rescue in the name of being injured first.

The main entrance could not go, so the two of them got together and went to the ancestral hall in the deep part of the house.

In the room behind the ancestral hall where the Sanqing Taoist is enshrined, there is a hidden emergency passage leading to the commercial street of the ancient town.

People of the older generation pay attention to Fengshui and the Five Elements when building houses, especially those from the Xuan sect. This residence of Jindu Daomen seems to have only one gate, but in fact it extends in all directions, with willows and flowers everywhere.

only……

Zhou Yi's eyelids twitched. He watched Xie Qianchou running to the commercial street and pushed a shared bicycle with a little hesitation. He couldn't help being shocked: "Shall we ride this?"

Xie Qianchou said awkwardly: "Let's just leave it at that...my car is parked at the entrance of the station, there are too many people, and I can't drive it. There are only small bicycles around here. After Mingtian is pulled away by the ambulance, I guess those Yuji is going to do everything possible to investigate the inside of the Daomen to see if you are inside, and the time is a bit tight."

"I don't know how to ride a bicycle." Zhou Yi was helpless. He was good at all the six arts of a gentleman, especially riding and shooting, but he was really useless to modern transportation.

Xie Qianchou's heart skipped a beat, and he was suddenly a little excited: "I'll take you?"

Zhou Yi took out the glasses case from the satchel he was carrying, put on the sunglasses used to hide his face, and nodded cautiously.

***

Overcast.

The weather in Jindu is a standard 24-hour random play a day. When the sun rises, the sky is still clear. At this moment, just after the morning peak, the sky has already been covered by cloudy clouds.

Xie Qianchou pedaled the bicycle stiffly.

Zhou Yi said, "Shall we change our positions?"

"What position?" Xie Qianchou's face turned green.

"Any pose is fine," Zhou Yi covered his face in a broken state, feeling that his sunglasses were a bit broken, "Please don't give me a public execution like this again, if it is caught on camera, it will be worse than any scandal."

The two started from the hidden back door of Jindu Daomen's station, swept a small bicycle on the commercial street of the ancient town, and prepared to go back to ride the wind to avoid the limelight.However, Zhou Yi doesn't know how to ride a bicycle, so in desperation, he can only let Xie Qianchou give him a ride.

As a result, today's small bicycles no longer have the backseat design of bicycles in the early days. Zhou Yi couldn't find a place to sit, and he couldn't stand on the rails on the rear tires. He had to...

Sitting sideways in the front basket of the bicycle.

His majestic chief of the sect, an extremely respected national teacher, and a rising star in the entertainment industry, unexpectedly fell into this situation of riding a bicycle basket... Zhou Yi only felt extremely ashamed, and silently thought in his heart Ming Tian, ​​who thought he was stupid and even brought him into trouble, sprayed blood on his head.

He took out his mobile phone: "How about I call a bird or something and fly over there!"

"Don't, you really want to summon something. You can't say whether you can summon birds and strange beasts. If you really want to do this, you will have to be the headline tomorrow." Xie Qianchou saw that he was almost collapsed, and hurried He reassured him recklessly, "It's okay, little piece of paper, you are very small and light anyway."

"Where am I young?" Actually, according to his real age, he should be two years older than Xie Qianchou.

"Uh... that's big, big, you're very big."

"Honestly, I'm older than you."

"Yeah, you're the biggest."

Zhou Yi felt that the conversation between the two of them was a little subtle: "Forget it, you brake first, and I will sit in another place."

Xie Qianchou hurriedly put on the brakes.

The bicycle is only that big, and there seems to be no other place to sit except for the basket.Zhou Yi scanned the orange-red car for a while, and finally sat on the seat directly.

"Didn't you say you can't ride a bicycle?" Xie Qianchou was slightly taken aback.

Zhou Yi patted his leg: "I'm sitting, you sit on me and ride."

Xie Qianchou: "...Is this pose too difficult?"

"Okay? Otherwise, there would be no other poses."

"Will it crush you?"

"Well...it's okay, I'm not as fragile as you think."

"Fuck...it's completely stuck like this! I can't move at all."

"Hey, hey, thank you Qianqiu, please slow down! Wipe...it's too tight, I feel a little uncomfortable..."

"Be patient, little piece of paper, right now, the most uncomfortable part should be over. Me too... ah, my legs are a little weak...how about I teach you and you move?"

"Forget it, I can't use my strength if you ride on top of me, and what if I overturn?"

"..."

Why is the dialogue getting more and more subtle?

***

Huang He answered Manager Du's call, stuffed Ye Minglang, who had stayed up all night playing games all night, into the bathroom to let him clean up the mess, and quickly copied the car keys.

He drove Ye Minglang's business car to the Jindu Daomen's station, ready to meet Zhou Yi and Xie Qianchou.

It was just that when he drove the car near the backstreet of Guzhen Commercial Street, he accidentally heard the inexplicable conversation between Zhou Yi and Xie Qianchou who were struggling on the bicycle.

Huang He: "..."

Did Xie Qianchou have carrots in his head?

Are you still in the mood to do that kind of thing at this time?

And Zhou Yi too, do you want to let it go like this, let one person put carrots in his head, and let the other one let rabbits in to pull carrots?

After a while.

Zhou Yi and Xie Qianchou drove out of the backstreet on their bicycles in a very delicate posture, and met Huang He who was waiting for them to finish.

Huang He: "Uh... what kind of new operation is this?" New 48-style?

Zhou Yi hurriedly got Xie Qianchou off him: "Thank God you are here, this bike thing... Forget it, let's go back to Chengfeng first. Mingtian's mental illness will implicate me even if his brain is flooded... The media... What's the situation on the side?"

Huang He shook his head, threw the carrot out of his mind, and led Zhou Yi and Xie Qianchou, who had parked their small bicycles and abandoned them, into the commercial vehicle.

"It's not too bad. After all, Mingtian's matter can't be cleared up. The public opinion is all one-sided." Huang He gloated, "However, now Lao Du has given two ways to deal with it. One is to admit that you The Daomen resident is your current address. In this way, it is estimated that the hat of Ming Tian, ​​a perverted stalker, is well established. Now the whole network is calling him to get out of the entertainment industry. But this is probably a way of hurting the enemy ten thousand and self-damage. Qian, after all, your reputation is not stable now, and many black fans and other idiotic fans are staring at you, after all, the label of 'so handsome that people love to hate' is a bit too much for Jack Su."

"What about the two?"

"The second thing is to simply deny the matter of getting rid of the house. Although Mingtian is an idiot, the manager and operation team behind him are not. If we deny that he followed you, the other party will definitely find a way to make a fuss .If his background is really strong enough, he will probably keep it in storage for a while, and reappear after the limelight has passed. After all, the public is always very forgetful. With the degree of madness of Mingtian, doing so may be letting the tiger go back to the mountain, he is sure I will try to discredit you again." Huang He analyzed it for him.

Zhou Yi pondered.

Huang He's tone was a little relaxed: "Don't worry too much, the initiative of this matter is in our hands, it's not considered a public relations crisis. If Lao Du handles it properly, maybe he can step on that idiot Ming Tian, ​​who cares? The boat borrows arrows to create some heat and topicality for you."

Xie Qianchou paused, then suddenly interjected: "Which company does Mingtian belong to?"

"Why are you asking this?" Huang He asked.

Xie Qianchou sneered: "Since he dares to offend my people, I must give him a 'return gift', right? As long as I make a phone call, he will be unable to get along in the circle every minute."

Zhou Yi stroked his short, blunt hair like rubbing a dog: "What are you pretending to be a domineering president? I haven't even promised you yet."

Xie Qianchou froze immediately.

Seeing that all his happiness and depression were due to his every move, Zhou Yi couldn't help curling his lips.

He felt that he also liked Xie Qianchou a little bit.

Huang He secretly rolled his eyes while the two of them didn't notice his kung fu.

The business car drove towards Chengfeng Media's office building in Jindu quickly. The three people in the car didn't notice that behind the business car, there was a bicycle in the distance - that car was exactly the same as the previous week. The one I sat in.

"Shen Du" rode the bike slowly, it was obviously cloudy weather, but the glasses lenses on his face reflected light strangely.

"Obviously it's all due to me... Hehe, Jianyuan, you hated me too much, and I punished myself by being suppressed under the Jinshan Gate for a thousand years... You should have calmed down Bar?"

His tone was extremely gloomy.