After Saving The Villain, He Had Sex With The Female Ghost. Chapter 58

Chapter 58 Chapter 58 Head-up Rate (16)

Regret

Ji Linlan misunderstood her meaning. After hearing this, she paused and held Chu Yu’s hand with both hands: “Don’t worry, Auntie will explain everything clearly before she leaves, and she won’t accuse you unjustly.

I will also ask her to sign the authorization letter you want. I just ask that you can see her from time to time after I leave. She has a bad temper, a bad personality, and is not likeable. I beg you not to abandon her.”

Chu Yu felt a knot in her heart. She thought of Zhu Qingjue’s new role, and her chest felt even tighter.

No matter what, she will not allow Zeng Zhicheng to be filmed as a stereotypical villain who is bad for the sake of being bad, and she will try her best to prevent it.

The restaurant is located in an exquisite villa in the old city. An old luxury car is parked under the plane trees. The butler wears white gloves and brings hot towels to several people.

“Are you used to raw food?” Zeng Zhicheng took the menu.

This was originally a Japanese restaurant with a good location and good service. Chu Yu silently wrote down this store.She looked at Li Heru, who smiled: “The guest is welcome to do as he pleases.”

After the waiter left, Zeng Zhicheng took out the incense burner and placed it on the table. Ji Linlan reached out to hold her down and looked at Li Heru: “How many more will you like?”

Zeng Zhicheng couldn’t see why, as a ghost, she couldn’t recognize others of the same kind.

Li Heru pursed his lips and smiled, then declined: “I don’t need incense.”

“Eating like this is very strenuous.” Ji Linlan let go of Zeng Zhicheng’s hand, and slowly sank the three incense sticks into the incense burner. The incense strings were curling, and paired with the bonsai scattered high and low by the window, it was particularly elegant.

“I like this feeling, it makes me feel alive.” Li Heru raised his cup in greeting, raised his head and drank all the tea in the cup.

Several people were silent, and Chu Yu felt astringent.

“Instead of rushing to reincarnate, it’s better to put everything down and enjoy life, right?” Li Heru wiped the corner of his lips and said to Ji Linlan.

Zeng Zhicheng finally understood. She turned her eyes to Ji Linlan and then to Li Heru. The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Ji Linlan was silent for a moment, and lightly flipped her hair with her almost transparent fingers: “It’s just a different attitude towards life. I don’t like living or dying.” She emphasized the last two words.

Li Heru seemed to want to say something, but after glancing at Zeng Zhicheng, who was frowning at the side, she swallowed her words and just looked out the window with a half-smile.

The meal may taste good, but Chu Yu tastes nothing. It wasn’t until she said goodbye to Zeng Zhicheng that she finally got out of her chaotic state.

Li Heru played light piano music, her hands beat the rhythm, the car window fell, and the wind ruffled her hair.

“Look at me | What are you doing?” she asked, looking straight ahead.

Chu Yu originally wanted to ask her if she would abandon her like Ji Linlan did, but thinking of what Li Heru said just now, she felt that she was worrying too much.

“It’s okay, I think you look beautiful like this.” She rested her arm on the car window and said.

“Too general, praise again.” Li Heru was like an arrogant bird.

“You have beautiful eyes, a perfect nose bridge, full lips, a very interesting person, great taste in music, and cool words…” Chu Yu counted his family treasures on his fingers.

Li Heru squinted his eyes slightly, wondering whether it was the wind blowing or the light stinging him.

“Yes, I will repeat it every day before going to bed.” She said with satisfaction.

Chu Yu smiled and said nothing. Outside the window, the snow turned black and piled up in the green belt. Only then did she notice that red lanterns had been hung on the street lamps on both sides of the road to celebrate the New Year.

“Does the way you live now have a big impact on you? Will it… reduce your longevity or something, and will you disappear like Ji Linlan?” Chu Yu hesitated for a moment, and finally asked the question she wanted to ask the most.

“Yes, the impact is huge.” Li Heru said seriously.

Chu Yu’s heart tightened, and she leaned forward slightly and said, “What?”

“You have to spend more money to buy incense and paper money, and the smell will be everywhere in the house. There are a lot of incense ash every day, and it will be troublesome to take it out.” Li Heru said without changing his expression.

Chu Yu’s hanging heart immediately dropped, causing her chest to hurt.

“You…don’t joke at a time like this.” She took a deep breath.

Li Heru grinned happily: “So as far as this influence is concerned, I know you are worried that I am the same as that lunatic.

Don’t worry, even if I go to a Taoist priest to arrest me, I will not reincarnate through a self-mutilation method like a hunger strike.”

“It’s very irresponsible to leave alone alone.” She turned to look at Chu Yu.

Chu Yu pursed her lips and reached out to hold Li Heru’s free hand.

*

“How’s the authorization bookmark going?” Liang Zhiqiu brought her a cup of tea.

Chu Yu leaned on the sofa with a sad expression: “If Zhu Qingjue wants to change Zeng Zhicheng’s character, she will definitely not agree. She wants to read the script these days. I’m prevaricating. How about you, director, revise the script?”

Liang Zhiqiu sat down opposite her with an equally sad expression: “Sit down and study for me how to keep the proletariat from being angry while pleasing the capitalists.”

Chu Yu stood up and patted Liang Zhiqiu on the shoulder: “Director Liang, don’t say such things in front of me, a proletarian.”

Liang Zhiqiu sighed heavily. Her short dog-gnawed hair was scratched and messed up. Black hair roots had grown out of the previously dyed areas, and she did not touch up the bleaching. It was obvious that Zhu Qingjue’s incident had left her mentally and physically exhausted.

Chu Yu took a sip of tea. The stem of the tea leaf swayed slightly, then stood firmly in the cup.

She handed it over: “Look.”

Liang Zhiqiu glanced at it, frowned and said, “A good omen? If it’s not good luck, don’t tell me. It’s all feudal superstition.”

“Daji, I’ve thought of a way.” Chu Yu curled his lips slightly.

A quarter of an hour later, Liang Zhiqiu looked at the messy script in front of her. She rubbed her chin and asked doubtfully, “Is this really okay?”

In the script, the scenes that were originally assigned to “the stupid supporting character Zeng Zhicheng” were all circled by Chu Yu and placed next to Zhu Qingjue’s name.

After some modifications, Tsang Chih-cheng’s character, not only how great and upright he is, but also maintains the controversy of the character without losing the positive highlights, and does not turn into a stereotyped villain.

As for the righteous colleague played by Zhu Qingjue, Chu Yu also added the identity of “the school director’s niece” to explain the parts of her new role that were not in line with the original character.

“Believe me, doesn’t Zhu Qingjue want complex and controversial roles?

On the basis of not bowing to capital, adding scenes of her doing bad things not only complicates the character design, but also makes the audience full of affection for this character because of her identity as the school director’s niece. At the same time, Zeng Zhicheng’s character will not become a stereotyped bad guy, a win-win situation.”

Chu Yu pointed at the script and finished explaining.

Liang Zhiqiu waited until the clouds cleared to see the moonlight, and she slapped Chu Yu on the shoulder hard: “Let our screenwriters go away and you can do it.”

*

Zhu Qingjue was leaning on the armchair, with a freshly printed script on her lap that was still hot. She read it carefully and would sketch it with a pen from time to time.

Liang Zhiqiu sat next to her, clutching her knees as if facing an enemy. Cold sweat flowed down her spine to her shoulders, and she swallowed.

“Okay, finished reading.”

Zhu Qingjue threw the script aside casually, her expression still cold and arrogant, and the fur collar piled around her face, making her look like an arrogant Maine Coon cat.

“What do you think?” Liang Zhiqiu asked nervously.

“Very good, let’s act like this.” Zhu Qingjue raised her hand and looked at her nails. The dark red cat-eye manicure shone under the light, and she absentmindedly tapped the nail surface.

Liang Zhiqiu breathed a long sigh of relief. Before she could say any kind words, Zhu Qingjue suddenly stood up and she hurriedly walked out the door.

*

Chu Yu leaned against the door and waited for Liang Zhiqiu to come out. When she saw the door opened, she immediately stepped forward, but she didn’t want to almost bump into Zhu Qingjue.

However, Zhu Qingjue just raised his eyes to look at her. She looked very sad, curled up her hands in her arms, and staggered towards the corridor like a frightened bird.

Chu Yu turned around and looked at her back in confusion. Suddenly, something on the ground caught her attention.

She squatted down and looked at the small and thin object carefully.

It’s a piece of nail, dark red | The cat’s eye looks like an eye under the corridor light, and it will suck people in after looking at it for a long time.

“Are you here? Didn’t I tell you to sit down and wait?” Liang Zhiqiu’s voice sounded from behind, and she immediately stood up, leaving the nail behind.

Maybe it’s the nail polish. Nowadays, people who do nails are very skilled. There are actors coming and going in the crew, so it’s normal for a few nail polish to fall off.

“It’s okay. How is it? Have you reached an agreement?” Chu Yu asked. Zhu Qingjue was not in a good condition just now, and she was a little worried.

Moreover, Liang Zhiqiu also looked serious. Thinking of this, Chu Yu couldn’t help but tighten his hands.

Liang Zhiqiu chuckled and waved to her: “Come on, go to my place to get the document bag. You can ask Zeng Zhicheng to sign the authorization letter today!”

After a false alarm, she turned around and followed Liang Zhiqiu when she suddenly stepped on something under her feet and made a faint cracking sound.

She moved her foot away, revealing a broken nail. The nail was turned upside down, and a little blood was stained on it.

*

“Then, this is the entire content of the authorization letter. Please take a look.” Chu Yu handed over a pen.

Zeng Zhicheng had the script she had just read in her hands. She skimmed over her part in a hurry, but when she turned to Meng Wen’s part, she slowed down and read every word very carefully.

“It’s okay, I believe you.” Zeng Zhicheng raised his hand to sign his name, pressed the red ink pad again, and stamped his fingerprints on the name.

“Here is the authorization fee given to you by the crew. The specific details are in the contract.” Chu Yu took out a card from his bag and handed it to Zeng Zhicheng solemnly.

“I don’t want it.” Zeng Zhicheng was stunned for a moment and quickly waved his hand to refuse.

“I have a lot of pension, but I’m a lonely old lady with nothing to spend money on… Can I keep that one?” Zeng Zhicheng turned around and asked, pointing at the script.

“Of course.” Seeing her refusal, Chu Yu took the initiative to put the card under her desk.

“The crew asked me to give this money to you. If you don’t take it back, it won’t be easy for me to pay, right?” She smiled.

Zeng Zhicheng held the script, lowered her head and was silent for a moment. As if she mustered up a lot of courage, she slightly opened her mouth and said, “Well, can I give this money to others?”

Chu Yu turned his head, she paused and smiled: “Of course, it’s up to you.”

“Then, help me give it to her family.” Zeng Zhicheng’s voice became weaker and weaker, and she lowered her head and did not dare to look at Chu Yu.

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