Pick up a ghost king boyfriend

Chapter 1

"Have you heard? Fang Chuhan is participating in this drama this time."

"How did he come in? Isn't it the last time he auditioned, he lost control of his expression halfway through the performance, and was ashamed and thrown home?"

"Shit luck, it is said that the male third was found to have a problem, and he couldn't find a suitable one temporarily, so he was stuffed in."

"Heh, just like him, he won't be popular even if he comes in. It's a pity that he was still known as the school grass, and the whole film academy was in trouble."

"That's right, Teacher Yang liked him at that time. I think his coquettish appearance is not pleasing to my eyes no matter how I look at it."

"It's not the male lead's face, it's too indecent."

"That's right, the way to play is narrow."

... In the film and television industry, nearly 18% of the actors are either from the Drama Academy or the Film Academy. Several film school graduates in the [-]th grade, heard that Fang Chuhan had won the male second in the group, and they all started talking.

It's no wonder that others commented that Fang Chuhan was a man of the year in the Film Academy during his freshman and sophomore years.The rehearsal has ideas, the performance has tension, and the most important thing is that in this place where good looks gather, he still has top-notch looks, and has been named the most handsome school girl in the film academy in the past ten years.

It was such a school girl who encountered a car accident while traveling during the summer vacation of her sophomore year. After waking up, she changed from the usual sunny and cheerful, and became nagging.

For example, after eating well, the plate is suddenly overturned, and the whole person starts talking nonsense;

Go to the bathhouse to do exercises, halfway through the bath, wrap a towel around and run towards the playground;

The roommate in the same dormitory once went to the bathroom in the middle of the night and saw the light in his curtain was on. When he opened it, he rolled his eyes and was making paper money...

From then on, those who were jealous of him took advantage of the situation to push him away.I like him, shaking my head and sighing.The whole university life, for him, the first two years of treatment in school was like fire, and the last two years were as cold as ice.

And Fang Chuhan himself did not come out to explain. On the contrary, even his clothes tended to be depressing and dull. Gradually, he stopped being noticed and disappeared from the eyes of the public. He did not sign a contract after graduation. Classmates, pick up some scattered cameos.

"Ah Choo!" This Fang Chuhan, who was yelled at by many people in the crew, was wearing a hoodie and carrying a trolley suitcase at this time, preparing to take the high-speed train to City A.

The whole journey takes nearly 6 hours, so the trains basically depart in the evening and arrive at the station in the early morning. Once you buy a soft sleeper ticket, you will arrive at your destination after a night of sleep.

But for the other party, Chu Han, such a travel time would kill him.He struggled in his heart for a long time, looked at the balance on the card, and remembered his friend's repeated advice to him, telling him not to miss this one, the highest-ranking role in history.He gritted his teeth, hung the cross, Buddha statue, rosary beads, and charms around his neck, carried the suitcase, and got into the carriage.

The high-speed rail soft sleeper is clean and tidy. There are only 8 private rooms in a car, and there are only 4 people in a private room. If you encounter a private room, you can buy the ticket alone and enjoy the space exclusively.Unlike the old green leather car, the compartments are open and the beds can have three layers, making the air in the car turbid, and the sound of snoring in the middle of the night also keeps coming and going.

But Fang Chuhan was terrified of such a situation. At this moment, he was standing at the door of private room No. 4, not daring to open the door for a long time.Until the train started, he didn't wait for the passengers in the same private room, so he sat down on the ground towards the door, pulled up his hat with a hoodie, and began to chant while no one was paying attention: "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, Amitabha, bless me ..."

The train was speeding forward on the track. It didn't take long before the lights in the car were turned off. Fang Chuhan only felt the cold sweat dripping from his forehead. The night light he carried with him not only didn't help him take away the darkness, but instead illuminated the surrounding The darkness began to spread unscrupulously, forming indistinct figures one by one.

"What are you doing in the corridor?" A female voice sounded, and Fang Chuhan raised his head. Just now, his knees were bent and his head was covered with sweat, and his eyes were blurred with sweat. He only saw the conductor's uniform.

"I want to sit outside." Fang Chuhan's voice was dry and sticky, and his voice was hoarse.

"Get up, if you can't, go sit in the restaurant." The female voice persuaded, and pointed the direction with her finger.Fang Chuhan thought to himself, finally there is someone, that's great, let's go to the restaurant.

He walked slowly with the conductor, and the night light swayed from side to side following his walking pace, stretching and shortening the shadows in the train passage for a while.The wheels of the trolley case still made a rattling sound, which was probably caused by the deformation of the wheels.

Walking, walking, Fang Chuhan stopped.

The night light was still dangling in his hand, illuminating the surrounding flickeringly, and the shadows were threatening to take advantage of the situation to occupy more space. However, none of these shadows belonged to the conductor.

"What's the matter? There are still two cars to arrive." The conductor turned back to Chu Han and showed a friendly smile, but the blood kept flowing down from the eye sockets, and along the smiling apple muscles, two blood streams formed on his face Red brackets.

Fang Chuhan stepped back, the conductor's smile cooled down, and his tone became impatient: "Do you want to evade the fare? Did you not buy a ticket?"

While questioning, the conductor stretched his body, his feet did not move, and his body was stretched against the ceiling in a long curved arc. He moved his face in front of Fang Chuhan, and shouted: "Passengers, please take out your ticket!" It became an exclamation point, and the blood line was torn off at the corner of his angry mouth.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, Taishang Laojun, Virgin Mary..." Fang Chuhan's heartbeat exceeded 180, and he knew that his life had no luck, only shit.

The conductor's face got closer and closer. Fang Chuhan was terrified, closed his eyes tightly, and threw a pile of amulets on his chest towards the conductor. An old jade fell to the ground, and a very thin crack appeared, and the halo came out of the crack. It lit up, and a man came out of it, with long silver hair, fluttering in the darkness, like the bright moonlight in the polar night.

The man snorted coldly at the conductor, and touched the emerald earrings on his ears with his right hand. The ghost screamed and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Fang Chuhan still closed his eyes tightly, chanting the name of an unknown god. The silver-haired man walked towards him and chuckled: "Interesting, it's such a coward who let me out."

The silver-haired man stretched out his hand, trying to hold Fang Chuhan's face up, and saw his face clearly. He heard that he was still reciting gods and Buddhas with his eyes closed tightly. Open his eyes.

At this moment, the jade pendant on the ground suddenly trembled, the silver-haired man frowned, and the cracks in the jade pendant began to heal miraculously. As the crack disappeared, the silver-haired man was enveloped in a halo of light and disappeared into the carriage together.

In the silent corridor, the sound of opening the door was heard after a while. A man was yawning and was about to go to the toilet. When he saw Fang Chuhan standing by the door, he was startled. Walk.

Fang Chuhan finally opened his eyes. It was unbelievable that everything just disappeared so easily.He picked up the things on the ground, carried the night light, picked up the trolley case, and walked silently towards the original private room.

The author says:

It's sweet and sour, and it's not scary overall, but in order to be sweeter and crisper, there will be ghost plots.Little sweethearts, a lot of support~~ Favorites broken 10 nights plus a new chapter.