The metaphysicist, he only believes in science

Chapter 200 Liang Shangdong Memorial Service
In the past two days, Wang Wenwen, who was still playing with her temper, suddenly became low-key and dedicated, and she no longer made the lady lose her temper.Although the acting skills are hard to describe in a single word, he no longer makes his temper strike at every turn.

Everyone was talking about it behind their backs. It should be that the big benefactor is in trouble, so let's take it out on her.

The make-up artist who was nearly [-] years old whispered to Wang Yuexin in private: "One side of the face is swollen, and it must have been beaten by Jin Zhu."

Wang Yuexin smiled meaningfully: "It's still too young." Seeing Lin Yi looking over here, he immediately changed his words, "Look at Lin Yi, he has good looks, education, and background. Most importantly, he is low-key and respectful." Self-restraint, but also soft yet firm, with needles hidden in the cotton. Such a person can make a name for himself wherever he goes."

The makeup artist asked in a low voice: "Does Lin Yi have a lot of background?"

Wang Yuexin pointed to the sky.

The makeup artist said again: "No wonder, I don't even buy Miss Liang's face."

Wang Yuexin smiled, but said in his heart, Liang Yu is a fart, if he offends Lin Yi, the entire Snowflake Films will have to pretend to be a grandson for a while.

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Later, Hu Aijun called Lin Yi again, saying that Li Jinde came to him with a sincere attitude, and realized his mistake, and hoped to let him go.Then I asked Lin Yi how to deal with it, whether to accept it as soon as it was good, or continue to beat him to death.

Lin Yi said: "It's almost over. Thank you, Brother Hu, for bringing out the nausea for me. When I'm free, I'll call Wang Yong, and Mad Rat. Let's have a light meal."

Hu Aijun laughed heartily.

……

Today, the whole crew has a day off.

Because half of the artists are going to attend the memorial service of Liang Shangdong, the younger brother of the chairman of Snowflake Films.Wang Yuexin and the two assistant directors also attended.

Wang Yuexin even asked Lin Yi if he would go.

"Liang Shangdong?" Lin Yi raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Who is this sacred?"

"An old dandy who relied on his brother's power to run amok everywhere and finally killed himself." Wang Yuexin did not hide his disdain for this man in front of Lin Yi.

"However, who said that he is the younger brother of Chairman Liang? Anyone in the circle who wants to hold Liang's thigh will definitely participate. Do you want to go?"

"No." Lin Yi directly refused.

Wang Yuexin seductively said: "Go, go, there will definitely be many big names, producers, directors, or big donors at this memorial service. You can go and see it. By the way, make more connections." Wang Yuexin also Said, "Snowflake Films is the first investor of "Phoenix". As the only leading actor, it would be unreasonable not to go."

"I'm not an artist of Snow Flower. It would be strange if I participated in it."

Wang Yuexin thought to himself: Even the Liang family doesn't pay much attention, it really has a huge background.

Fortunately, Lao Tzu was quick to see the wind and did not offend anyone to death.

Although Liang Shangdong died in a disgraceful manner, the memorial service was extremely grand. Not only did the Liang family invite 108 Taoist priests from Shangqing Temple to perform a grand transgression ceremony, it is said that they also prepared several large tables of three animal fruit wine, It is used to entertain ghosts and gods.

Lin Yi went there as an inspector.He went this time, but he had a mission on his shoulders.Liang Shangdong is the soul of the dead who was dreamed by ghosts and gods three days before his death to prepare for his funeral. He came here specially to see if there was any effect.

It was exactly eight o'clock in the evening. Lin Yi led four soldiers and floated all the way to the luxurious villa of the Liang family.

The Liang family has deep roots, and the guests who came to the memorial service can be described as huge crowds.When Lin Yi went, he almost couldn't squeeze in.

"A lot of Taoist priests! There are four tables of fruits and vegetables at the entrance. Are these for the gods and ghosts?" David almost drooled when he saw the rich food at the entrance.

Lin Yi smiled: "Want to eat?"

"Yeah, I want to eat." The four soldiers nodded quickly.

"Then go eat." Lin Yi took the lead and sat down at one of the tables, took the chopsticks handed over by the soldiers, ate the food and sipped the drinks.

After a while, other nearby ghosts, ghosts and immortals also came over one after another.Most of them also recognize the sobriety in the world, and they even came over with wine glasses to make friends.

Whether it is a lonely ghost or a family fairy with status, Lin Yi still responds politely.

These wild ghosts and immortals were all excited, seeing that the most fierce ghost in the underworld was so gentle and polite, they let go of their courage, and made friends with Lin Yila while eating.

Although quite a few people had already come to Liang's house, luxury cars drove in non-stop, because there was really no parking space nearby, and many people could only come here on foot.

Sun Mao and his wife and Sun Qinqin came late, so they could only walk.

"Hey, in this cold weather, why put the banquet outside the house?" Sun Mao looked at the several tables at the entrance of the villa, wondering.

But Wang Su said: "Keep your voice down, this is obviously for those ecstasy and impermanence to eat."

Sun Mao's voice really softened.

Another guest had already stopped Sun Mao and greeted him. He also looked at the four empty dining tables curiously, and then exchanged ears with Sun Mao.

"Old Sun, have you heard? I heard that in the first two days of Liang Shangdong's death, he was still yelling everywhere, saying that someone had given him a dream, saying that he would not live for three days. Let his family prepare for the funeral and ask Taoist priests to cross. Liang Shangdong After waking up, I was terrified, and quickly found a well-known Taoist priest in the circle to crack it."

Sun Maodao: "I've heard that too, and I didn't take it seriously at the time. I didn't expect that Liang Shangdong really left." It is said that he is still dead.

This guest is also a director. His surname is Chang and his name is Feng. Although he is not as famous as Sun Mao, everyone in this circle knows him.

Chang Feng added: "I heard from that master that it is possible that the ghosts and gods of the underworld gave Liang Shangdong a dream and told him to prepare early."

Sun Mao said: "I heard about it too."

Chang Feng said: "Director Sun, tell me, are there really ghosts and gods in this world?"

"This..." As Sun Mao, who was favored by ghosts and gods and benefited from it, he didn't know how to start.Admit it, wouldn't you be accused of feudal superstition?Don't admit it, and feel sorry for the handsome husband of my niece Miaomiao.

Wang Su suddenly called out softly: "Qin...Miaomiao, where are you going?"

Chang Feng said nervously: "Hey, is that the eldest niece? Let her come back quickly, these seats are not for people." Seeing Sun Qinqin's movements, Chang Feng opened his mouth wide open.

Because, he saw that Miss Sun actually came to an empty table and spoke into the air.As if... as if there were really "people" sitting there.

While eating, Lin Yi paid attention to the movement in the villa from time to time. After seeing Sun Qinqin, he was a little dazed, and before she could approach, he said, "Are you here too? It's cold outside, go in quickly. Don't be taken as a It's different." He smacked in Changfeng's direction with his chin.

(End of this chapter)