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

Chapter 7 I Miss Karma Leek

When the first ray of sunlight dawned, it shone on Wei Kun.

He had an illusion of a world apart.

It was just one night, but it lasted to the extreme.

Wei Kun opened the curtains and looked back at the female corpse in red. He thought he would see the classic scene of boiling water scalding a female ghost in traditional ghost movies.

But it is not afraid of the sun's rays, and the golden sun can't blow away its pale coldness.

The female corpse in red stood up with movements as rigid as clockwork.

In the small live broadcast room, looking up, a bright red dress covered everything.

It slowly raised its arm, with pale to pale slender palms, the movements were weird and elegant, stroking upwards from the lower jaw, slowly covering the ferocious face.

Black hair, slipping between the slender fingers, like seaweed at low tide.

It completely covered its face with its hands, but in the gap between the index finger and ring finger of its right hand, a black eye stared at Wei Kun with resentment.

Those walls and furnishings that have been corrupted and weathered by the influence of the female corpse in red are slightly bright, and in the dark, it only increases the sense of weirdness and horror.

The wind blows the curtains, whistling.

The female corpse in red was turned into a sculpture, like a woman covering her face and weeping, silent.

Seeing this scene, Wei Kun felt terrified.

If it is graded according to the film and television works, the performance of the female corpse in red is definitely the kind of ghost king who can destroy the protagonist group.

Good thing...

Wei Kun tightly pinched the mouth of the ghost in the palm of his hand, and he is not completely out of cards now.

The pale paper figurine let out a chuckle, and it slapped Wei Kun lightly, motioning him to look at the blood on the front.

"When night comes, she will wake up."

"The next time I watch, I want more popularity."

Afterwards, the pale paper figurine's body trembled, and its small pointed hands pinched the neck, exerting a little force!
Under Wei Kun's suspicious eyes.

Tear.

The paper figurine actually tore open its own head and body, split into two pieces of ordinary A4 paper that were wrinkled, and fell gently to the ground.

Wei Kun picked up the shredded paper and looked at it carefully.

It is no different from normal white paper. If there is something different, the edge of the paper is torn, and a corrupt bright red can be seen faintly, as if contaminated with expired red ink.

Wei Kun went to the warehouse to move two more cameras. Counting the original day in the live broadcast room, there were a total of three cameras, all of which were turned on and aimed at the female corpse in red.

He checked the power line, and after confirming that there was no problem, he carefully left the studio.

Lock the door, click—

Wei Kun really wanted to be like Tom, swallowing the keys, pretending nothing happened, and staying away from this ghostly place forever!
The moment the door was closed, it was like walking from the underground ice cellar to the ground, and the cold feeling that had been covering the whole body disappeared.

The company has also returned to its former calm.

The ancient plaque of the ghost company quietly disappeared, and the artistic words of happiness and mutual entertainment reappeared at the gate.

There was no one in the huge office.

Wei Kun stood alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, with his arms folded, looking at the still-awakened Yunhai City.

The scattered lights,
Every bright place represents a noisy but never-leaving home.

tired traffic,
Blow away the coldness of the city at night and bring a vibrant temperature.

Concrete and steel buildings, looming in the misty tulle, are like stone monuments of the city, epitaphs that write history, and record the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of ordinary people.

This is a big city with a population of 500 million.

It is also the hometown where Wei Kun has lived for more than 20 years.

Wei Kun looked at it for a long time with complicated eyes. Whenever he saw a familiar building whose name he could still recall in his memory, the cowardice called escape in his heart dissipated a bit.

"Second uncle, grandpa, you have really caused me trouble..."

According to the description of the ghost company and the pale paper man, the female corpse in red is obviously just the beginning.

This world is not as ordinary as it appears on the surface.

Wei Kun doesn't think he is a hero, nor does he have the awe-inspiring righteousness to save the world.He's just a little guy struggling to survive in a big city.

Just, a little unlucky.

Wei Kun murmured: "Heaven will send a great responsibility to the people—"

At this time, the mobile phone rang an inappropriate text message.

He raised his phone and looked, his face changed drastically, as if something big had happened!

for a long time.

Wei Kun had a dignified expression and a quiet tone.

"I will definitely suffer the flowers and return the white strips... Xingfu Karqi leeks. Hey! I think you are the ghosts!"

Wei Kun's little melancholy of literature and art was beaten on the face by Lao Ma and Qiang Dong's capital iron fist, and he was completely beaten.

Now, he just wants to make money!

Roadside breakfast stand.

Hungry, Wei Kun ordered eight steamed buns and a bowl of porridge. While eating, he found that the second brother, the owner of the breakfast shop he just met, was staring at him curiously.

He touched his face, but there were no rice grains, and asked strangely, "Second Brother, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

The second brother smiled honestly, and said embarrassedly: "I haven't seen you for two days, and I feel that you have turned white. If it is convenient, I would like to ask my wife, what skin care products do you use?"

Wei Kun shook his head: "It's a lie to mess around with women."

The second brother showed lustful envy and patted Wei Kun on the shoulder heavily. "Young people should be temperate, is it your girlfriend?"

"No, I didn't know her before. Don't stare at her for a second, just entangle her, and I will die."

This time it was the turn of the surrounding diners to be envious.

If you're not a girlfriend, how can you still make Xu Cheng look like this?
Wei Kun's tone was affirmative, not bragging at all. In fact, he was telling the truth.

The second brother's face was full of longing, and he could wrap it in the stuffing of buns.

After Lin Weikun finished eating, the second elder brother laughed and asked, "Do you want to bring some for your friend?"

"Her? Never eat this stuff. It's just me, a plain-haired commoner, okay." Wei Kun scanned the QR code to check out, turned around and left gracefully.

But he didn't see the resentful eyes of the second brother looking at his back.

Some diners murmured: "This kid must be next to a rich woman."

The second elder brother curled his lips, held the rolling pin, pointed to the towering Innovation Building not far away, and said, "The company of the guy surnamed Wei is in the building."

"The wage earners, you boy, what are you being so arrogant about?"

"He is the boss."

The diner stopped talking, and took a hard bite of the beef bun dipped in vinegar, it was so sour!

the next table.

Li Xiaoya, who was burying her head in the porridge, was slightly taken aback.

She said to herself: "It can't be such a coincidence, the boss whose surname is Wei... In the recruitment information I saw yesterday, the boss seems to have the surname Wei too?"

Li Xiaoya patted the ashes on her skirt and stood up.

The exquisite and slender figure firmly attracted the hidden eyes of many old men.

She asked her second brother about Wei Kun.

"Boss, what does old Wei always do?"

"His employees also often come here to eat. I remember, they make computers? No, it's just the one who yells and tells his family to sell fake wine. What's his name?"

"live streaming."

"Yes, yes, for the live broadcast, I see that the manager of the bank goes to his company every day. I can see that the business is not small."

Li Xiaoya couldn't help but smile.

She asked: "Do you have his contact information, the more personal one?"

The second elder brother looked at her vigilantly, and wanted to evade it, but couldn't hold back Li Xiaoya's big watery eyes, and looked at him full of pleading.

"Hey, this is a signal from Thaksin, don't say I gave it to you."

Li Xiaoya pursed her lips and smiled gratefully. She lowered her head to open the letter and sent a friend request.

[Hi, my name is Li Xiaoya, former Shark platform popular beauty anchor Hua Xiaomiao, I contacted you on the recruitment software...]

Da da da.

She stepped out in cheerful high heels.

The little beauty goes away.

The diners at the breakfast shop completely lost their appetite, and looked at each other, seeing the same envy, jealousy and hatred in each other's eyes.

Can't help cursing.

"Damn it, the world is getting worse!"

(End of this chapter)