"Handsome guy, what kind of work do you do?" The girl sat down next to Cheng Yingjun and took a glass of champagne from the waiter's hand.

Champagne on the long table is free, but what the waiter holds in his hands costs money.

"Hello, a glass of Louise Champagne, 1,888 yuan, is it a record of your consumption card?" The waiter bent down and looked at Cheng Yingjun with a smile.

Hearing the waiter's words, Cheng Yingjun's heartbeat missed half a beat.

Is it so expensive?

Name it with free champagne on a long table, why do you want to take it in someone's hands?

Cheng Yingjun wanted to cry, but he subconsciously looked at Jiang Xun. After all, the consumption card itself was the money spent by Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun sent a voice quietly, "Just swipe it casually. If the card is swiped, I can give you another one."

this……

Cheng Yingjun immediately cast a grateful look at Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun is so nice. No one has ever been so kind to him. He actually spent money to invite him to play girls.

"Okay... just remember... on my card..." Cheng Yingjun said in a trembling voice. Such spending money was really exciting.

"Okay, sir, do you need a drink too?" The waiter asked Cheng Yingjun with a smile.

"No, I don't like to drink champagne." Cheng Yingjun immediately refused.

“I still have red wine here.”

"I don't like it, I just love to drink Coke." Cheng Yingjun sent the waiter away like a plague god.

The girl took a sip of champagne and said with a smile: "You are so interesting. I asked you what job you do just now, but you haven't answered it yet."

"I'm a specialist..." Cheng Yingjun paused when she said this. He suddenly remembered that Jiang Xun had instructed him before not to reveal the information that he was a ghost hunter at the summit.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yingjun paused for a while before changing his words: "I am an online writer and I usually write novels on the Internet."

When Cheng Yingjun graduated from high school and had nothing to do, she really wrote online novels. But later she couldn't make it by writing novels, so she changed her career and became a ghost hunter.

"Really? What books have you written?" The girl suddenly became interested.

"Uh... "My girlfriend is a zombie", "My apocalypse base car" and so on..."

"Then I'll go and have a look!"

"Good it off, that... the book I wrote is not suitable for girls..." Cheng Yingjun scratched her head, "Can I ask your name? And... what do you do?"

"My name? Well...my name is Ning Caiwei, I am a trainee at Girls' College 22."

Girls' College 22?

Cheng Yingjun's eyes lit up suddenly. The Girls' Academy 22 is a girl group composed of twenty-two beautiful girls from the age of sixteen to twenty-two. She usually performs dance, singing and dancing, and participates in variety shows. Occasionally, there are several well-known girls who can shoot TV series and movies.

In recent years, the 22-year-old Girls Academy has become popular. Because all the girls are sweet and cute, they are regarded as the goddess legion by otaku.

"Are you a member of Girls' Academy 22?" Cheng Yingjun said in surprise.

"I've just said that I'm a trainee and haven't become a full member yet."

The members of Girls' Academy 22 are not fixed. Every year, some people retire and newcomers are added. Although the girl group is very famous, the individuals may not be remembered by the audience.

"This Nanjiang Summit, the manager asked us to conduct commercial performances. We were originally affiliated with a company in Nanjiang Province."

Girls' College 22 is a girl group under Taihua Film and Television Media Company, and Taihua Film and Television Media Company is registered at Yuhua Film and Television City, which is also a member of the Nanjiang Gang.

Yuhua City has a lot of artist resources. Not to mention the Girls' College 22, it is even bigger stars. As long as the bosses here call, it is easy to invite them, but there is no need.

In Cheng Yingjun's opinion, Girls' Academy 22 is already very powerful. It is indeed a world of rich people. You can invite Girls' Academy 22 to perform commercial performances.

I can also benefit from attending this summit myself. It is exciting to watch these goddesses perform on the spot.

"When will your performance begin?"

"In another hour, I will come with my sisters this time to learn their stage skills on the spot. Now the sisters should be putting on makeup and changing clothes. Do you want to go and see with me?"

"I..." Cheng Yingjun's heartbeats faster, "Can I? This...is not good..."

"It's okay, let's go." Ning Caiwei took the initiative to hold Cheng Yingjun's hand as she spoke.

The moment the two hands were in contact, Cheng Yingjun's blood pressure increased and she was completely confused.

Such a cute girl, holding her own hand, isn't this dreaming.

This is the second time Cheng Yingjun has held a girl's hand. The last time was when he was in kindergarten, the teacher asked the children to cross the road hand in hand.

"That... wait a moment." Cheng Yingjun suddenly remembered Jiang Xun. No matter what, this time he came to the Nanjiang Summit with a mission. It was not good for him to leave his post without permission. He always had to ask Jiang Xun for leave.

"Brother Jiang, I want to leave for a while, is that OK?" Cheng Yingjun asked Jiang Xun for advice nervously, he was afraid that Jiang Xun would refuse.

Jiang Xun smiled and said, "Go and have fun."

"Thank you." Cheng Yingjun was overjoyed. The boss Jiang Xun was so nice.

...

"Why do you value Cheng Yingjun so much?"

After Cheng Yingjun left, Zhao Zhe said in confusion that as Cheng Yingjun's team leader and personally trained Yingjun for a long time, Zhao Zhe knew Cheng Yingjun the best, and this was a piece of mud that could not be supported on the wall.

Of course, Jiang Xun would not disclose Cheng Yingjun's lucky cat physique, because he could not explain how he could see this.

He just said vaguely: "Cheng Yingjun may bring good luck."

"Good luck? He's been in bad luck."

"It's not better to be unlucky. Maybe he's so unlucky that he's going to run into a monster?"

Is there any other statement?

Zhao Zhe was stunned for a moment, it seemed that there was something really right.

"Brother Jiang, do you have any guesses about the way the monster's mother behaves?"

"There is only a little vague view. Monsters are divided into multi-level infections. The first larvae infected by the mother is the strongest and can evolve into ghost domains, blood pools, and moths. Even senior ghost hunters enter the first-generation infection land, and it is easy to go without returning.

Based on the primary infection, secondary and third-level infections can occur next, but the infected larvae are much weaker.

Therefore, if there are too many infections in the first generation, it will cause us great trouble and the entire Yuhua City will fall.

Now, there are only four first-generation infection sites. They are the villa of Cao Lianghua, the villa of Lin Yufeng, the large flat floor of Wang Xueyang, and the residential community where a director lives.

It is inferred that the conditions for the first generation of infection must be met are relatively harsh. Otherwise, the monster incident has been outbreak for four or five days, and it is unlikely that there will be only four first generation of infections."

High returns require higher costs, and for monsters, the same is true.

The ghost domain in the first generation of infected places was so powerful that it could trap Zhao Zhe and Chen Yu, who was an old-fashioned ghost hunter like Chen Yu, was not weak, but after entering the Lin family villa, there was no news yet, and I don’t know how to live or die.

Such powerful abilities should be limited.

It’s just that what the restrictions are, Jiang Xun is not clear yet.

But now, with Cheng Yingjun here, Jiang Xun felt that he could find out something.

This mission is naturally very dangerous for Cheng Yingjun, but someone always has to take risks, otherwise Yuhua City will be slowly swallowed by this monster.

...

Hotels near Yuhua Film and Television often stay in celebrities, and the hotel will definitely not lack supporting facilities for actors.

Like Bidao Resort, there are special powder room and locker room for artists to use.

Cheng Yingjun was pulled into the dressing room by Ning Caiwei in a nervous mood.

"Sisters are all wearing makeup here, and I have to put on makeup later. Although I don't have to perform on stage, I may be photographed in the camera if I am in the audience." Ning Caiwei saw Cheng Yingjun hesitantly at the door and dared not come in, so she took the initiative to push Cheng Yingjun into the door.

There are a dressing room of hundreds of square meters, more than twenty dressing tables, and professional makeup artists are busy.

Young and beautiful girls sat in front of the makeup mirror to put on makeup, which made Cheng Yingjun feel as if she had come to heaven.

Next to the makeup room is the locker room. Cheng Yingjun saw a girl with makeup in the dressing room and changed her clothes.

The clothes they performed this time were pleated miniskirts and small pink vests with a navel exposed. Such clothes were full of youthful and sporty atmosphere when worn by these beautiful girls.

It looks so good...

Cheng Yingjun couldn't help but say in his heart that in comparison, his goddess in high school was completely overwhelmed.

There is no harm without comparison. In his mind, Sun Lulu's status has declined a lot without realizing it.

But at this moment, a faint voice suddenly came from a locker room: "Let me go—!!"

For a moment, everyone in the dressing room was stunned for a moment, and everyone subconsciously looked at the locker room where the sound was heard.

"No! Let me go! Help!"

A cry for help came again.

There was also a faint voice from a man: "What are you pretending to be? It's not that someone has never touched you."

Ning Caiwei looked awkward, and the other girls wearing makeup stopped unconsciously.

"What are you doing, what are you doing, the performance is about to begin. Just put on makeup quickly and don't worry about those things that have nothing to do with you!" A woman in her thirties with gold-rimmed glasses said, knocking on the table with her hands.

This woman is the agent of the Girls' Academy 22, known as Sister Hua. She has always been strict and girls are a little afraid of her.
To be continued...