The True Young Master's Metaphysical Road to Fame in Showbiz Ch. 5

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"You want to protect him? I warn you, I have the Fengdu Order, I can take revenge on him, don't meddle in other people's business!"

"You misunderstood."

Chi Qingzhou raised his hand happily, shook it warmly and friendly, as a greeting.

"I just want to make friends with you."

Female ghost: "......???"

What the hell, make friends?

Made friends with evil ghosts—were you still sane?

The female ghost couldn't understand Chi Qingzhou's reaction, and subconsciously looked at him twice more.

So strange, this person's soul seemed to be only half.

Take another look.

It was so strange that only the half of his soul that was more true, kind and beautiful remained in his body.

Take another look.

Still so strange, with such a serious lack of soul, how did he survive?

No wonder he spoke and acted more like a ghost than she did.

The female ghost was shocked, staring at Chi Qingzhou in confusion, forgetting to look away.

The man in Chi Qingzhou's shadow narrowed his blood-red eyes.

He was very dissatisfied, sneered, and warned, "What are you looking at?"

As soon as the voice fell, the cold and twisted power suddenly exploded, overwhelming and pressing towards the female ghost, suddenly waking her up from her thoughts.

Everything in front of her began to change to an irregular state, and the breath of death filled the interview room.

World-annihilating malevolent ghost!

There is actually a world-annihilating malevolent ghost living in this person's shadow?!

The female ghost's expression changed drastically. Instinctive fear drove her to refuse any further interaction with Chi Qingzhou. Before he could say a word, she shut her eyes and retreated into the yin energy, hastily tending to the burn on her hand caused by the Buddhist beads.

Chi Qingzhou was regretful and lost, "Leaving now? I haven't made friends with her yet."

The man comforted him, "It doesn't matter, there will be opportunities in the future."

Chi Qingzhou replied, "Okay."

He blinked, turned his head to look at the camera that was still running, slowly raised the corners of his lips, revealing a strange smile without any warmth of life.

A pale face exactly like him emerged from his shadow, with hazy peach eyes, grinning, and simultaneously revealing a cold smile.

The man in the shadow glanced at Chi Qingzhou and didn't care much.

As long as his contract holder wasn't being mistreated, wasn't it perfectly normal to have a few little hobbies?

He reached out, grabbed an invisible object from Qi Ming, and stuffed it into the shadow.

"It's time to nourish the soul."

He slowed down his voice, embraced the half-damaged soul in the shadow, and sank into the deepest darkness.

Chi Qingzhou waved to him, cleared the fragments of the ceiling lamp on the sofa to one side, and sat back happily.

Qi Ming suddenly woke up.

He looked at Chi Qingzhou in a trance, as if there was nothing wrong, but also as if something was wrong.

Was he too tired and just distracted?

He looked at the cameraman who had been filming.

The other person nodded to him, indicating that the camera equipment was all normal.

That should be an illusion.

Qi Ming hadn't slept well these days, and he was indeed a little tired after doing interviews for an afternoon.

Anyway, he had exceeded Mr. Xiao Chi's requirements, so he perfunctorily asked Chi Qingzhou a few more questions and ended the single interview hastily.

Maintaining superficial politeness and saying goodbye to Chi Qingzhou, Qi Ming led the staff to hurriedly leave the interview room and walked towards the exclusive workroom of the program group.

Everyone seemed to be blind throughout the whole process and did not notice the broken ceiling lamp at all.

Chi Qingzhou stood up and stretched.

He took out his mobile phone from his jacker pocket, searched for a while and found the assistant's phone number, asking him to drive to pick him up.

The assistant hurriedly said, "I'm already in the underground parking lot of Grape Tower, but they won't let me in to pick you up. I'm right by the elevator on B2—Brother Zhou, you'll see me as soon as you come down."

Chi Qingzhou responded, hung up the phone, and walked briskly towards the elevator.

"Xing Shuangzhan has not found such a high-quality mood as today for a long time. I hope everyone in the program group likes the small gift I gave them back."

After leaving the interview room full of yin energy, Qi Ming's spirits soon improved a lot.

While talking to the cameraman about the footage he had just captured, he was fantasizing about the good old days when he would be able to rely on Mr. Xiao Chi to overthrow the station's gold medal host, and an excited smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

The director was slumped in the armchair, looking at the script with a sad face. He saw his smug expression and quickly thought of something. He frowned and sat up and called him.

"Has Xiao Qi finished the interview? You look so happy. Did a guest get some big news?"

The director was a senior member of Grape Tower and had a good relationship with the higher-ups.

When Qi Ming heard his voice, he immediately stopped, gestured to him, and shook his head and sighed hypocritically.

"Oh, who else could it be? It's Chi Qingzhou, the illegitimate child. I thought he knew a little bit about the ways of the world, but he was so careless, saying whatever he should or shouldn't say, and no one could stop him."

The director was very surprised, "Is it real? Are you kidding me?"

Qi Ming replied, "It's true, it's more real than pearls."

The director was puzzled and curious, so he simply waved to the cameraman and asked him to take out the memory card and put it into the computer, wanting to see what Chi Qingzhou said.

Anyway, the video footage had to be edited later, so the cameraman didn't think much about it and did it as he was told.

The director held the computer, and Qi Ming and the cameraman gathered behind his chair, watching the video with him with a smile.

The picture was normal at first.

Qi Ming walked into the interview room, shook hands with Chi Qingzhou, exchanged names, and sat down on the sofas on both sides of the table.

The setting sun streamed through the window, casting a brilliant glow beside the sofa. Its light reflected in Chi Qingzhou's eyes, shimmering like dancing fragments and accentuating his striking features.

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