As promised, Xiao Xianrou, will you play the suona in the haunted house?

Chapter 27 The ponytail that was burned that year

"Mr. Zhou, I wish us a happy cooperation."

Xu Shaoli smiled a little reluctantly. Although the endorsement was negotiated, it did not achieve the effect he wanted.

"Happy cooperation!"

Weekend smiled and shook hands, but cursed an old fox in his heart.

Although the endorsement deal was finally concluded, Xu Shaoli changed his mind midway through the endorsement fee, which was reduced from 5000 million to 2000 million.

Obviously, the reason why Xu Shaoli is willing to offer a sky-high endorsement fee is not because of the weekend traffic, but because of the Feng Shui skills on the weekend.

Although Weekend is young, he is very slippery. Xu Shaoli's hints in and out of words were all blocked by Weekend.

Setting up a stage and singing about using "feng shui techniques" to induce "visions of heaven and earth" is a fool's trick, which is totally unacceptable.

The extra high price paid for the identity of Weekend. Since Weekend is not willing to accompany him to sing this drama, the endorsement fee will naturally be reduced.

Although the two sides have not said this on the table, they have already understood it tacitly.

2000 is 2000!

Mosquitoes are meat no matter how small they are.

Coming out of Nanshan Cemetery, I sighed with emotion over the weekend.

"Capitalist money is not that easy to make!"

Xu Shaoli is indeed capable of sitting in his current position. If it had been anyone else today, he might have fallen into Xu Shaoli's trap.

As soon as I got into the car from the cemetery, I got a call from Pei Chuyu.

"Xiao Mo, where have you been? Chuyue has been waiting for a long time..."

On the phone, a dissatisfied voice soon came: "Who is waiting for him? Sister, what are you talking about!"

"Giggle... don't make trouble, okay, you didn't wait for him... Xiaomoyou, come here quickly, I'm waiting for you to eat together!"

Listening to the blind tone on the phone, the image of a girl with a little baby fat on her face and a ponytail swaying on the back of her head suddenly appeared in Zhou Xun's mind.

A long-standing memory slowly emerged.

In the old tube building.

"Aunt Huang, I had a fever over the weekend. I won't be able to get married in the future."

The little girl, who was crying like a cat, came to complain angrily.

On the weekend, my mother carried him like a chicken to the little girl. Looking at the little girl's red eyes, I experienced for the first time what it meant to have a guilty conscience on the weekend of that year.

"Don't be afraid, Chuyue. If you can't get married, let Xiao Mo marry you. Auntie will make the decision for you."

My mother’s cheerful smile is still very clear in my mind during the weekend.

"I don't want to marry her, I want to be Wei Xiaobao from now on~"

Xiao Zhouzhou stiffly shook his head, and received a beating in return.

"You brat, you secretly watch TV again, and you learn to learn what you see on TV every day..."

I can’t remember the feeling of being hit by the clothes drying rack over the weekend. I just remember that Uncle Pei’s family moved away soon after he received this beating. After that, he never saw the man who liked to swing his ponytail when he walked. The little girl.

"Young man, you're here!"

The driver's voice instantly brought his weekend thoughts back to reality.

"Excuse me, how much is it, master!"

I shook my head and got out of the car on the weekend. It was just a joke when I was a child, and it has long become a memory of the past.

……

Ding Dong!

Ten minutes later, Weekend arrived at a three-story villa according to the address given by Pei Chuyu.

"Come on~"

The next second, the door was opened.

"long time no see!"

She had already prepared a smile on the weekend, and the girl in front of her, who still had some baby fat on her face, gradually overlapped with the little girl in her memory.

"What are you looking at?" When Pei Chuyue saw Zhou Xie's eyes gradually moving to her ponytail, she instantly became alert and let out a fierce voice unconsciously.

Weekend sneered and said, "Your hair grows very fast~"

Pei Chuyue rolled her eyes. Is this guy stupid? It's been almost ten years since you burned my hair. How can it not grow back?

"Hmph, how dare you say that!"

Pei Chuyue glared at him. Although his expression was a bit fierce, he still let the weekend in first.

Exiting the entrance hall, there was a very large living room. As soon as Pei Chuyue and Weekend sat down on the sofa, Pei Chuyu poked his head out of the kitchen.

"Xiao Mo is here, wait a little longer, and you can eat soon."

Pei Chuyu's makeup was very light today. She was less domineering than the first sister Mangxing, but more gentle than the big sister next door.

The first thought that came to my mind during the weekend was that if people from Mangxing Company saw Pei Chuyu wearing an apron while cooking, they would probably be shocked.

"Hey, do you want to eat?"

Pei Chuyue handed over a bag of potato chips, but looked at the TV intently.

"Thank you...I heard from Sister Chuyu that your internship unit has been decided?"

"Puhai Radio Station."

The atmosphere in the living room was a little awkward. The two people who were once familiar now seemed a little strange.

"The radio station is pretty good, which column is it on?"

I can only find something to talk about on the weekend, otherwise it will probably be a cold show.

"Late Night Ghost Stories!"

Pei Chuyue paused for a long time before spitting out the answer.

"Ahaha... I remember when you were a child, weren't you most afraid of ghosts?"

Weekend was stunned, and he couldn't help but laugh when he thought of the three of them watching horror movies together when they were children, with Pei Chuyue hiding behind the door in fear.

Pei Chuyue might have offended the boss as soon as she entered the unit, otherwise why would she be assigned to the late-night ghost story column.

"What are you laughing at, what's so funny."

Pei Chuyue waved her fist angrily and glared at the guy who was gloating about his misfortune.

"If it doesn't work, just ask the leader to change the column." Weekend kindly suggested.

At this time, Pei Chuyu came out from the kitchen carrying dishes and happened to hear the two of them chatting.

"Chuyue, I think Xiao Mo will definitely say the same thing~"

"Huh, why should he change it when he says it? I won't change it. How can any intern bargain with the leader..."

Pei Chuyue glanced at the weekend and said unconvinced.

Weekend smiled and glanced around, seeing several popular supernatural novels on the market placed under the coffee table.

Pei Chuyue's face turned red, she quickly put away the books, and said harshly: "I just want to practice more at home!"

The column "Late Night Ghost Stories" is actually reading horror novels on the radio

"These supernatural novels are actually not interesting, they are all the same..."

As he spoke, weekend's eyes suddenly lit up.

Ghost novel?

Isn't "Ghost Blows Out the Lamp" also considered a supernatural novel?
In this parallel world, the subject matter of tomb robbing novels has not yet appeared. If we talk about it, it can definitely be regarded as a supernatural novel.

"what happened to you?"

When Pei Chuyue saw Zhou Xing suddenly stopped talking, he curiously stretched out his little hand and waved it in front of Zhou Xing's eyes.

"Chuyue, if I say that I have a supernatural novel that can make you popular in your column, how are you going to thank me?"

Weekend said with great confidence that the novel "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" can be said to have created a new theme in the previous life.

Its ability to become a big IP on earth has been tested by the market. Even in a parallel world, I believe it will definitely be as popular over the weekend.

(End of this chapter)