Zhou Zhenlin is very popular.

Overnight, he became the top Chinese and the male god in the hearts of thousands of girls.

Until then, he did not immediately break off contact with Yun Yiyao, but remained with her, intending to accompany her for a while.

After being with him for so long, he has some one or two points of sincerity.

But that night, Yun Yiyao's appearance was so scary. Zhou Zhenlin woke up in the middle of the night and was almost scared to death. He jumped under the bed with no chance, but unexpectedly he actually hurt his face.

That's the way he relies on for his survival!

Without this face, how can he attract fans? Acting, talent, and character?

What international jokes are you making? If you really have this ability, why is Zhou Zhenlin taking the idol route? Wouldn't it be enough to be an actor and singer honestly?

But that night he was really scared. He didn't care about anything when he ran away. He just wanted to leave the terrifying woman quickly, but he hurt himself.

After that, he had nightmares for several days. Yun Yiyao's ghost in the dream kept him from lingering, making him restless all night.

The consequences of this matter are quite serious.

He received dozens of notices on hand, but when he was in a state of slack, his face was injured, and all notices had to be suspended or postponed.

Fortunately, he is the top star, and the advertising party is very proud of his face. His only requirement is: to maintain his character well and bear the consequences of the collapse of the house.

In order to make things beautiful, his team released a few fake news, saying that he was injured when he was filming a charity promotional video, and there were rumors in the circle that he fell on the party.

Only a very few people know that Zhou Zhenlin was frightened by the person beside him in the middle of the night.

And if it weren't for this, he wouldn't have left Yun Yiyao so soon.

It’s not that Zhou Zhenlin boasted that nostalgic people like him in the entertainment industry may not be able to find them even with a magnifying glass.

He is already kind enough to do his best.

Besides, didn’t we agree to get what we need at the beginning? Yun Yiyao was greedy for his people, and he was greedy for Yun Yiyao’s name, and no one owe anyone.

Zhou Zhenlin thought angrily.

However, this resentment lasted only for a second, and then it was quickly covered by fear.

Since Yun Yiyao's accident, this fear... no, not just fear, but other... things have affected his normal life, so he sneaked out desperately.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhenlin couldn't help but tremble all over.

Now he is really similar to Yun Yiyao.

No one is human, no ghost is ghost, and even looking in the mirror requires courage.

To say something he thought was ridiculous, if he didn't wear makeup when he went out, he didn't have to worry about being recognized.

Because it is impossible for anyone to recognize him, even the most loyal fan.

Perhaps, someone will regard him as Zhou Zhenlin's elder.

A trace of bitter smile slowly climbed up to the corner of Zhou Zhenlin's mouth.

He took off his mask, took off his sunglasses, took a deep breath, and looked down at the lens.

The face in the black lenses was a little deformed, with sunken eye sockets showing deep fatigue.

This is what those people who encounter... dirty things in horror movies look like.

Zhou Zhenlin shivered again.

Originally, he didn't believe in these things, but now, he would rather believe in them.

"Mr. Wang, why don't you come in?"

The elegant sound is like the petals in the wind, floating, with some lingering fragrance.

"Okay, master." Zhou Zhenlin said hoarsely, and he quickly walked up the bluestone steps and opened the slightly closed wooden door.

Behind the door was not the entrance he imagined, but a corridor.

The roof of the corridor is hung with spider plants and green ivy. The wall skirt is very old-fashioned vermilion, and there will be a sound when you step on the floor. The ceiling light casts bright light. The light is very warm, but it only illuminates the front half of the corridor. At the end of the light, there is only a ball of pitch black.

But this feeling is not uncomfortable, but it feels a sense of tranquility, like coming to an ancient garden deep in the courtyard.

Zhou Zhenlin had only time to take a look and heard a gentle woman's voice coming from the room on the right side of the corridor:

"Stand there, don't move."

It was the voice of that master.

It sounded similar to what I had just done, but for some reason, a layer of cold sweat oozed out of Zhou Zhenlin's back heart, and his hair was blown up, as if something terrifying was staring at him.

He wanted to run away very much, but his body involuntarily obeyed the will in the voice and stood in front of the door.

The sound of footsteps gradually approached, and then a fresh breath floated from Zhou Zhenlin's nose, like the grass leaves in spring were wet with drizzle.

Afterwards, he saw a woman.

A very beautiful woman.

It is not the superficial beauty of the eyebrows or body - even if the eyebrows and eyes are actually beautiful - but the beauty of the charm.

Like smoke, like willows, like wind passing through the Cornus Weed.

As the top star in the entertainment industry, Zhou Zhenlin has come into contact with beautiful men and women who are not ordinary, but in front of this master, he suddenly felt that the so-called beauties before were pale like paper.

But the master in front of him reminded him of an adjective:

The charming is extraordinary.

It is the beauty that is soaked in the bones, just like a ray of night fragrance washed over the years, or like the autumn dew white boiled by slow fire. Even if you just get close, it can make people intoxicated.

"Say one word."

The beauty master's voice is warm and quiet, like the tea smoke floating on hot tea, inexplicably having the power to calm people's hearts.

Zhou Zhenlin's already dazed expression became even worse after hearing this.

Say one word?

What does it mean? He doesn't understand.

"Speak a word casually and say the words you think of now." The beauty master was very patient, and looked at his eyes with thousands of soft waves.

Zhou Zhenlin finally understood this time, thought about it, and said in a low voice: "Then... just 'quiet', quiet."

He is always too noisy and lively around him, and sometimes, he actually wants to stay alone and quietly.

Of course he also knew that this was purely pretentious. I don’t know how many people are jealous and envious of his current situation and wish they could replace it.

The master stared at him for a moment, covered his lips and smiled: "Mr. Wang's work seems to be very tiring."

That smile was so charming that Zhou Zhenlin's heartbeat missed half a beat. He quickly moved his eyes away, feeling a little ashamed for no reason.

Now that he is like this, he can't even look down on him, let alone this master?

The beauty master looked calm, and a soft horn gently placed on the door handle. His smoky eyes turned a few times on Zhou Zhenlin's body, and opened his lips and said:

"Quiet, the left is green and the right is fighting. If you want to go straight up, you must fight with all the people. Mr. Wang must not be easy. I see that you are now in the fortune of Huagai, with red light on your face. I guess you have already attracted the attention of everyone and have achieved extraordinary achievements."

Zhou Zhenlin listened silently, feeling inexplicably depressed.
Chapter completed!