Weird internet celebrity company: female weird dressed as Two-dimensional

Chapter 180 Ghost Company Conspiracy

Hearing the alarmist words of True Monarch Baimu.

The surprise, helplessness and fear on Wei Kun's face were difficult to maintain, his facial muscles trembled, his facial features were crowded together as if they were assembled in an emergency, and he almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Haunted by ghosts, right?

Brother, do you know where this is?
Wei Kun sensed the strength of True Monarch Baimu.Because Baimu Zhenjun is not following the "popularity ascending to the gods", so the "human barrier" is weak, and it can only play the effect of a usable concealed breath.But Wei Kun's ghost seal has an unusually keen sense of smell for anything weird.

Especially female ghosts, the pretty ones.

True Monarch Baimu thought that he was hiding well, and his secret method of concealing his breath had deceived countless opponents.But when I met a weirdo like Wei Kun, I thought that I had calculated everything, and in a few words, I was able to deceive Wei Kun into a dazed state and a fascination. Little did I know that there were at least four or five strange eyes in the ghost company at this time, peeping secretly Monk Baisheng in his avatar.

Leaning on the printer, Master Baimu shivered for no reason when he said this.

The corners of his eyes were slightly lowered, and he thought the coolness was a side effect after the Yin body was destroyed, so he couldn't help feeling more urgent.He hasn't lived enough yet, and the mission entrusted to him by another veteran vice president of the Faith Association - Dunhuang Yuefu has not yet been completed.

True Monarch Baimu didn't even have the courage to die.Due to the mysterious ritual of the Belief Association, if he died like this and turned into a lonely ghost with a weak mind, his end would be even more miserable.There are really too many ways that believers can play and torture the spirit body.

Seeing that Wei Kun believed him a little, he immediately hit the railway while it was hot.

"I came down the mountain this time just for this matter, and I am fully prepared, so it's okay, don't be overly afraid."

The two looked at each other.

They all showed well-disguised trusting eyes, and almost the same words sounded in each other's hearts at the same time... Finally, they succeeded in fooling!

Wei Kun said with a sad face.

"Master, I've run into evil before, so my body is weak, why don't I retire? I still have a few online movie projects under my hands, waiting for me to make a decision and start shooting!"

"With me here, what are you afraid of!" Baimu Zhenjunyu patted Wei Kun's shoulder earnestly, and said: "Evil can never prevail, as long as you act upright and sit upright, and you have nothing wrong with you, you will not be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door!"

Wei Kun still wanted to force Baimu Zhenjun to tell more information, and continued to sigh: "But I have something wrong!"

True Monarch Baimu was angry, his lips trembled, he gritted his teeth, stomped his feet vigorously and said, "Don't be afraid of anything wrong, I have reported it to the Buddha! The Buddha said OK! Why are you so stubborn? Punish rape and eradicate evil, the righteous way in the world, little comrade, your consciousness needs to be improved! I want to criticize you!"

"The main reason is that I don't know what to do, and I'm afraid that if I encounter something like white hair flying stiff, give it to me. I haven't lived enough yet."

"Not living enough? I think you are tired of living—forget it, since you have concerns, I will not hide some things from you. We still have foreign aid in the competition, and my junior is lurking in secret. When encountering a tricky ghost, he will strike at any time."

True Monarch Baimu doesn't seem to be lying. Obviously, in the Intangible Genetic Inheritance Competition, there are still others left by him.

He frowned and said: "The most important thing is that the gate-blocking stake used in the finals is only against ghosts, not against strangers. If you want to leave, you can leave at any time. But in this way you will lose a big chance..."

"We are doing online celebrity live broadcasts, so the timing seems a bit out of touch?"

"Stupid! When the finals start, the gates are closed, people and barriers meet, and the final venue becomes a world of its own. At the same time, the organizer Humanities and Humanities Department will start the ceremony, using the method of opening Chinese-language live broadcasts around the world, and the full-channel push occupies the current stage. The mainstream hotspot of the time period, bringing hundreds of millions of people into the venue..."

Seeing Wei Kun's sluggish expression, True Monarch Baimu finally realized that the person he was talking to was not a colleague from the weird world, but an ordinary boss of an online entertainment company.

He sighed: "In human terms, whoever wins the first place and defeats other opponents within the human barrier will be able to exclusively enjoy this astronomical prize that has cost at least hundreds of millions, or even more than one billion. Traffic. To put it simply, it is completely popular, just like those grassroots Internet celebrities, top idols and popular stars that appear every year, they have officially entered the field of vision of the domestic public and even the world, understand?"

"The winner takes all, it's that simple." Baimu Zhenjun tried to explain it again in words he could understand.

Wei Kun nodded and suddenly realized: "My company's Xiao Hong has already entered the top 32. Will he be able to enter the final round of the top 8 after being promoted twice?"

"Yes."

True Monarch Baimu was helpless because of Wei Kun's timidity and caution, but he had no choice. He had too many enemies. If it weren't for Yunhai City being one of the four competition cities, the semi-official Humanities Department was in charge of security work to prevent strange people from sneaking in. Otherwise, he would have been discovered and killed by his enemies long ago.

Even if his old friend Lin Shize found out about his current situation, Lin Shize would definitely join forces with the Folklore Bureau and the Thirteenth Bureau to eradicate Baimu Zhenjun, a small god-level master who dominated for a while without hesitation.

Between weirdness and weirdness, it has always been life and death, and there is little room for warmth.It's like raising Gu, through suppressing and devouring each other, and finally raising a strongest ghost king.

At the same time, for the same power god system, the higher the level of power, the more difficult it is to advance, not only because of the precious popularity resources, rare monsters and high risk of rituals, but also the mysterious power of the "divine pyramid" It is limiting the number of high-level weirdness.

Only when the high one dies and leaves room, the low one can be promoted to a higher level as the law allows.

This is why the Southeastern Intangible Cultural Heritage Inheritance Competition held by the Humanities Department has attracted many organizations and forces.The global economic downturn, the shortage of popular resources, and the scarcity of high-level positions, all these factors have combined to create the current situation.

For fear that Wei Kun would return again, Baimu Zhenjun gave him another reassurance and said.

"I have a lot of old friends who will help you get into the quarter-finals. There is also the secret support of my younger brother. What else do you have to worry about?" He tightened his gray monk robe, feeling that the room was getting colder.

Wei Kun smiled.

Those weird people who were watching secretly laughed even louder when they heard the words of True Monarch Baimu.

The camera was lifted up, from behind the window, between the cracks of the door, on the ceiling, and in the shadow of the carpet, greedy gazes were cast from many angles, deeply attracted by the words of Baimu Zhenjun.They are about to move.From the moment they entered the ghost company, from hesitation to firmness now, the weirdos believe more and more in the promise and strength of the chairman.

The old employee Hong Hong is the best spokesperson.

Wei Kun's painstaking efforts to cultivate Honghong's promotion, all the strange things are seen in his eyes.Xiao Yumian, who has the hardest mouth, also gradually softened her attitude and joined the happy family of the ghost company. Even though she is not as loyal as Shasha, nor as greedy and in love with Wei Kun's body as Honghong, she firmly believes that among these ghost employees , she can definitely be regarded as the middle and upper reaches, a relatively outstanding level.

In terms of seniority, her body is also the senior of the company, Yumian, a popular anchor of the second generation.As long as Hong Hong is fed, she will line up one by one, and soon it will be her turn!

"Climbing to the top of the gods, what a wonderful word..."

Cold, greedy, and resentful voices, whispering like the wind blowing, echoed in the dark corner.

True Monarch Baimu didn't know all this at all, and he was still bewitching Wei Kun to make up his mind to participate in the competition.

The "nothing" power of the ghost company endows the ghost employees with the strongest concealment ability.He didn't even realize that, not far from his shoulder behind him, between the mechanical gaps of the printer, a scary paper man the size of a palm was looking at the back of his head with good intentions, covering his mouth and making a weird smile.

"At least if you win the top eight and enter the finals, your company's artistes will appear in front of tens of millions of viewers. Even if they just show their faces, there are countless benefits. Blame me, blame me, monks shouldn't be involved in such things In the mortal world, one’s mouth is full of desire for material things, and one violates one’s vows of hatred, but in order to repay the world, and get rid of evil ghosts, if I don’t go to hell, who will go to hell?”

Baimu Zhenjun bowed with one hand and said Amitabha.He also felt that he talked too much, and he didn't look like a monk who had just joined the WTO, so he hurried to make amends.His eyes on the side of his forehead secretly opened a slit to observe Wei Kun's reaction, seeing that he didn't doubt himself, he finally felt relieved and let out a sigh of relief.

Wei Kun seemed to have figured it out, clapped his hands vigorously, looked at Zhenjun Baimu, nodded decisively, and said, "Then listen to your arrangement, Master, and I will go all out! Go to the finals to see the situation reluctantly... It can be regarded as an eye-opener. Helping others is a pleasure! But master, I still have a small problem..."

"Go ahead and talk."

Wei Kun smiled greedily, rubbed his hands, and acted like those businessmen and capitalists when they saw the benefits, and their eyes were about to shine.

"Since we have reached the quarter-finals, just in case, I mean in case, it's not that I'm greedy, but there is always such a small probability, is there any possibility for my artist to win the championship? Or, the final victory condition is What? Is it still voted by the audience? If so, I can also arrange for the department to prepare in advance."

True Monarch Baimu secretly sneered.

The last trace of doubt about Wei Kun dissipated.

If Wei Kun would rather take the risk of encountering a ghost and help himself in vain, then he really has to wonder if there is something wrong with Wei Kun.I'm not afraid that he doesn't ask for it, but I'm afraid that he has nothing else to ask for. As long as he is greedy, he will be in line with the status of the owner of an online entertainment company, obedient and obedient, and eventually become the right-hand man of Baimu Zhenjun.

He thought a thousand times, but hid his emotions well, and smiled.

"Voting? Of course not. It's not such a joke. Even the incense in temples can be faked. Such an important matter, where all parties are competing, why don't you think about it?"

True Monarch Baimu paused for a moment, then spoke slowly.

"In the door-blocking pile... oh no, it's the final stage. The contestants who ascend the ring and defend the ring until the live broadcast ceremony stops for a moment are the final champions. The rest will be ranked according to the relationship between victory and defeat."

Wei Kun realized a little bit, and murmured: "It's a ring system, so there are too many variables."

True Monarch Hundred Eyes shook his head.

"Don't think about it! If you want to survive, stay away from the ring! Even if you just sit in the audience and occasionally show your face in the camera, there are tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of viewers, enough for you to buy drafts for artists and make them popular. Yes. Greedy people often don’t live long!”

He knew that these words could not persuade a greedy company boss.

But True Monarch Baimu didn't intend to persuade him any more, because he just wanted to use Wei Kun's way to enter the gate of the finals in a logical way.His calculation method shows that the seal that Faith will be looking for is still in this competition, and there is a particularly high probability that it will appear in the final.

At the same time, if you want to find a strange body to help you reshape your yin body, there is nothing more suitable than the finals of the Inheritance Inheritance Contest.

What Zhenjun Baimu is doing is fishing in troubled waters.

Looking at the back of Wei Kun leaving excitedly, he showed a slight mockery, and said: "A mortal who doesn't know how to live or die, I never persuade the real king to send a dead ghost. It's a pity for that beautiful female artist. I'll talk to her first, When it comes to the finals, we still need her cooperation."

Zhenjun Baimu rolled up his clothes and planned to meet Xiao Hong and the person in charge of the Humanities Department of their group.Everything has to be ready to have a good chance of winning.

He walked out of the room, just as he stepped away.

The originally quiet printing room suddenly became lively, and many terrifying ghosts emerged one after another.

Shasha's body passed through the ceiling, and the wings of her arms were hanging, lifting her body high.Her red pupils were slightly cold, she looked at the little secretary who had just emerged from the printer, and asked, "Stupid paper man, don't think I can't guess your thoughts..."

Ghost mirror's cheongsam phantom, can't see facial features clearly, body is full of cracks, this is Hong Hong's original handwriting, and shattered it with brute force.

It acted as a peacemaker, and said in a gentle voice: "Shasha, don't be angry, the secretary is also for the ghost company—"

"Don't think I can't see through your plans!"

Shasha's pretty and cold face showed a trace of coldness, and said: "Including you, I just want to take advantage of the opportunity of the head of the ghost affairs department to ascend to the god rank to get a piece of the pie. If I find out, who of you wants to betray me?" For the company, don't blame me for being rude!"

The little secretary looked at Shasha unexpectedly, and found that since Shasha helped Wei Kun block that knife and evolved into A-level weirdness, her temperament was no longer so weak and restrained, but a little more tough.

"Well……"

The little secretary scratched his head and said in a low voice: "If this contest follows the chairman's plan, the head of the Ghost Affairs Department will only take action. He really hates these idiots who are making trouble in Yunhai City, especially that idiot named Liu Yuming, And that even more stupid butcher."

"However, such a good opportunity cannot be monopolized by the head of the ghost affairs department, right? You are the head of the finance department, and Ghost Mirror is the head of the performing arts department. You are not afraid that it will suppress us to nothing after it reaches the rank of God. Is it possible to stand up? Everyone has experienced how powerful and domineering it is.”

The little secretary's words not only made Shasha and Guijing fall into silence, but even Jealousy and Xiaoyumian, who were making soy sauce, showed serious thoughts.

Hong Hong is really too strong.

It was so strong that all the strange people in the ghost company felt great pressure.

"I have an idea, why don't you listen to me..." The little secretary hooked his hands at them, and said with a smile: "Hundred ghosts at night, do you think it's fun?"

(End of this chapter)