What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

Unexpectedly, as soon as they came out, Jiu Ge was forced to sit with An Chen in front of the community's outer wall like a beggar.

“I’m here to introduce you to a guy,” An Chen said, shaking his head and uttering a riddle-like statement.

"A guy? Your friend?" Jiuge blinked.

Is this yet another disguised "meeting the parents"?

Thinking of this, she swallowed hard.

For so long, Jiuge had never met An Chen's parents, nor did she know the specifics of An Chen's family situation.

So far, An Chen has only taken her to meet those "non-human" friends.

As for An Chen's real friends, it seems that apart from Zhang Zhidao and Li Xiao from the class, Jiu Ge doesn't know or recognize any of them.

She wasn't sure if An Chen considered those acquaintances in the association as friends.

“Hmm, I think you’ll be interested.” An Chen took out his phone and tapped the screen repeatedly.

"Is it a living person?" Jiuge hesitated for a moment, but still asked.

Why does this question seem a little impolite?

But since you're tapping around on a phone, the object must be a real person, right?

“No.” An Chen answered immediately.

“Alas…” Jiuge let out a habitual groan.

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly realized that she didn't seem to be as afraid of spirits as she used to be.

If it were before, hearing An Chen say that would probably have made him turn pale, his mind go blank, or he would have wanted to run away.

"Your 'ooh' isn't as cute as before." An Chen frowned, his tone sounding somewhat dissatisfied.

"Not as cute as before?" Jiuge felt that An Chen's statement was a bit perverted.

The sounds made when someone is afraid are terrified.

It shouldn't have anything to do with what's called cute.

“Hmm, the previous whimper was shorter and sounded more panicked,” An Chen replied after a moment’s thought.

“…He really is a pervert.” Jiuge pouted, her expression becoming subtle.

I actually like the sound of my own fear.

This An Chen is something else.

Indeed, the definition of "abnormal" cannot be limited to a certain set of characteristics.

"If you think so, then so be it." An Chen didn't intend to explain.

Without realizing it, he did indeed begin to enjoy hearing Jiu Ge make that sound.

Upon reflection, An Chen realized that he had become somewhat abnormal.

He wasn't like this before.

"...The internet says that what you said is the kind of talk that comes from a scumbag or a straight man." Jiu Ge turned her head and glared at An Chen with dissatisfaction.

Although I know An Chen isn't a jerk, hearing such words in real life still makes me a little annoyed.

“Scumbags are one thing, but straight men might be a bit more.” An Chen chuckled and poked Jiu Ge’s nose.

"..." Jiuge remained silent.

Forget it...

It's been said online that it's normal for guys with little romantic experience to be straight.

These things take time to cultivate.

Moreover, An Chen isn't usually that much of a straight man.

"Can spirits use cell phones too?" Jiu Ge pursed her lips, remembering An Chen's tapping and clicking on his phone earlier.

“A physical one isn’t allowed.” An Chen shook his phone.

Even if a spirit is holding a phone and looking at it, it certainly doesn't have a physical phone.

Most of them were bought from the store or burned by relatives.

Of course, the likelihood of buying it now is slim.

Generally speaking, once you go down, it's very difficult to get back up.

Most of those up there are unwilling to go down and line up to be reincarnated.

"What were you doing just now? Who were you texting?" Jiuge tilted her head and glanced at An Chen's phone.

An Chen's phone screen showed the initial page; without clicking on it, he couldn't see what he had viewed before.

"I'm looking at a Weibo headline." After a pause, An Chen pressed the fingerprint button on the side of his phone.

"Huh? Headline?" Jiuge took the phone and looked at it.

The content that immediately catches the eye on the headline is:

"Ah, this..." She covered her face and returned the phone to An Chen.

What a load of nonsense!

"It's an automatic notification; I don't usually pay attention to these things," An Chen quickly explained when he saw Jiu Ge's embarrassed expression.

"It seems like the entertainment industry has been quite chaotic these past few years..." Jiu Ge exhaled, her lips twitching.

She would occasionally see pop-up message notifications.

In short, there was a whole bunch of messy and nonsensical information.

“There are very few serious people in the entertainment industry, and those with good acting skills are mostly veteran actors. This time, the one who got arrested is a relatively famous actor,” An Chen said with a smile.

"No wonder the actors' expressions seemed so stiff in some of the scenes I'd seen by chance before." Skipping over the topic of seriousness versus unseriousness, Jiu Ge sighed.

She initially thought it was part of the plot.

"It's actually not so bad. There are still many fans who stick with him, and they're even sure he's been wronged. It's too easy for capital to make someone disappear." An Chen couldn't help but laugh out loud, as if he had thought of something very funny.

"It sounds pretty obsessive," Jiuge said with an incredulous expression.

"Could they also be members of the 'Leziren' group in drag? Shouldn't they be running as fast as possible in a situation like this?" She thought of the topic of the 'Leziren' group that they had discussed some time ago.

“I think it’s highly likely to be true. When other celebrities had their scandals exposed before, my phone also sent me notifications. There were similar comments under the news at the time, saying that they believed the actor and demanded that the actor come out and admit it, otherwise they wouldn’t believe it was true.” An Chen recalled for a moment, then couldn’t help but chuckle.

"It's... kind of amazing..." Jiuge shook her head, trying to shake this mess of "knowledge" out of her head.

These must be fans who are out of their minds.

"Keep your movements small, you're acting like a little fool." An Chen said, patting Jiu Ge's head.

"Tch, hmph." Jiuge snorted.

After a pause, she realized something else: "By the way, why did you choose this place to wait for your friend?"

If you want to see someone, you can easily choose a more normal illusion, avoiding crowds and cameras.

"Didn't I just get Zhang Zhidong away?" An Chen skipped Jiu Ge's question and gave a vague answer.

"You'll find out later." He rested his chin on his hand, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"This is weird." Jiuge peeked out and noticed that people taking a walk nearby were glancing at her and An Chen from time to time.

At that moment, she began to feel fortunate that she and An Chen didn't look like beggars...

Chapter 288 Appealing to emotions and reasoning with people. (Seeking monthly votes and subscriptions)

The two waited for about twenty minutes before the mysterious guy An Chen had mentioned finally arrived.

Every now and then, passing spirits would look at An Chen and Jiu Ge's location from a distance, probably looking for Zhang Zhidong and Mao Maotou.

"coming."

Sensing the presence, An Chen waved his hand and casually cast a massive protective barrier around him.

"Huh? Such a big commotion? What kind of spirit underworld boss is your friend?" Jiuge looked around and asked in a low voice.

Apart from the occasional passerby and a few sporadic peeping spirits, there was no one else around for the time being.

Is it because they're afraid their "friends" will be kidnapped?

"No, he's not my friend, just a temporary subordinate." An Chen glanced sideways at a clump of grass in the distance and spoke softly.

"As for the spirit gangsters, he was indeed one before, so I let Zhang Zhidong leave first," he said with a cold snort.

"Oh, then why choose this place?" Jiuge asked, puzzled.

Since they're afraid of Zhang Zhidong's spirit, they can simply leave this place and go somewhere far away.

“I want to observe whether it will attract anything later.” An Chen reached out and touched the back of Jiu Ge’s hand.

"Hmm... So where is he?" Jiuge looked left and right, but didn't see the underworld spirit that An Chen had mentioned come over.

"Don't rush." ​​An Chen reached down with his left hand and pulled out a stone.

He made a "shh" gesture towards Jiuge, then channeled his spiritual energy and tossed the stone toward the edge of the grass.

With a "bang," a large, dark creature carrying its head floated out.

"Oh no!" Jiuge cried out in alarm.

She stood up abruptly, her expression turning stern.

What friend or subordinate of An Chen? This guy in front of me looks exactly like Phantom.

"Calm down, he's my subordinate." An Chen tugged at Jiu Ge's hand and pulled her back.

"Is he Awu?" Jiuge's breathing became a little disordered.

If it's Awu, the disguise and aura he imitated are too perfect.

For so long, she hadn't seen Awu in the fake capital, let alone Awu's disguised phantom.

“I told him not to get close to you, so you haven’t seen him,” An Chen explained.

Considering Jiuge's courage, he thoughtfully gave Awu some instructions.