DSF Chapter 32

 Zong Qi found an identical Pisces jade pendant in the bag left by his grandma.

He picked up the jade pendant and looked at it for a long time, but couldn't see anything.

Long before, when grandma was short of money for medical treatment, Zong Qi had already gone through all the relics in the house, large and small. Of course I didn't miss this jade pendant either.

It's just that the jade pendant looks gray and dirty. Zong Qi spent a lot of effort to wash it off, only to realize that it was not the precious imperial green ice species at all, but an ordinary waxy species, the color of which was not very good-looking, and would probably be just as good if placed on a night market stall. I bought dozens or hundreds of them, but I still got a lot of benefit.

In this way, Zong Qi was not sold.

He still remembered that this jade pendant was not actually his grandma's, but was found among the things left by his grandpa. It seemed that his grandma still hesitated for a long time with it when he was a child, saying that he could go find a place, but then he didn't know why. Let it go.

"Grandpa"

Zong Qi lost his sleep again, rolled out of bed, and ran to the floor-to-ceiling window to look at the stars.

In fact, he didn't have much impression of his grandfather.

Before he was six years old, Zong Qi lived with his grandparents.

It was said that my grandfather was a veteran who had been on the battlefield and had many friends. He often carried a hiking bag and went out to play with friends every now and then.

Later, my grandfather suddenly disappeared and there was no news from him.

The strange thing is that grandma did not call the police, but told Zong Qi that he had gone to another world to defend his family and country.

At that time, Zong Qi was young and didn't understand the meaning of grandma's words at all. He just felt sad.

Thinking about it now, I found a lot of things wrong.

Why is this jade pendant exactly the same as the one on the poster?

This Pisces jade pendant is the movie clue that opens the poster. Why did it fall into his hands again? Does grandpa have something to do with the horror film system? Does grandma know something, but why didn't she tell her?

At this moment, there is really no room for Zong Qi to think too much.

It is a very strange thing for him to be bound to the horror film director system, not to mention that according to the actor forum, the director system is something that only S-level actors at least have access to.

He suddenly tightened his fingers, looked at the small words next to the poster again, and secretly made up his mind.

I have to find a way to open this copy.

Zong Qi always feels that these few things are closely related.

The result of not sleeping well at night is that I wake up the next day with dark circles on my face, which is quite eye-catching.

Zong Qi spent most of the day listlessly. It wasn't until Professor Yu sent a message that he ran into the bathroom, wiped his face with cold water, hurriedly wiped his face with a towel, and changed into more formal clothes.

Yu Chenxue, who opened the door for him, was a little surprised: "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

It's not just that I didn't sleep well.

The black-haired young man's skin was originally fair, but now he had a big dark circle hanging under his eye, just like a giant panda in the zoo, and he looked a little miserable.

"A little sleepless."

Zong Qi forced himself to cheer up, lowered his head and put on his slippers.

Professor Yu's home is just upstairs from his house, and it is very convenient to go up and down. After receiving the news, Zong Qi only needs to take the stairs to get up.

He politely changed into white disposable slippers and stood there, a little at a loss.

Zong Qi rarely goes to other people's homes, even those of his peers.

Yu Chenxue closed the door and saw that the black-haired young man didn't know how to move his hands and feet. He couldn't help but laugh: "Don't be cautious, come in with me."

Yu Chenxue's apartment is located on the top floor of the entire apartment.

When Zong Qi came in, he realized that the area on the top floor was actually twice as large as the apartment below. It was said that the entire apartment was opened up and combined with the two buildings, it occupies an excellent view.

Zong Qi: ""

Rich people are amazing.

But in fact, apart from its large area, Yu Chenxue's apartment is very simple.

The floor is still a light yellow solid wood floor, and the surrounding walls are spotless. The entire side is full of floor-to-ceiling windows, extending from the second floor to the first floor, like a 3D wall with a city night scene painting.

In addition, the apartment only has necessary furniture, and there is nothing like a TV or sofa that can soften the indoor atmosphere. On the contrary, there are more painting supplies such as plaster, drawing boards, and canvases placed around. Apart from the colorful paints, the whole place is only white and gray, which makes it look particularly cold.

If anything, Yu Chenxue's apartment is almost the same as his office, except that there are fewer paintings hanging around.

"Sorry, the apartment is a bit messy and I didn't have time to tidy it up."

Zong Qi waved his hand quickly, "No, no, no, it's okay. I'm just here to be a guest at the professor's house."

There is a saying that Yu Chenxue's home is not chaotic at all. If this is called chaos, he doesn't know what neatness is.

They were even arranged neatly, and the ground was so clean that there was no trace of dust, and there was no trace of human life.

Thinking that Yu Chenxue was still dressed in the same attire that had not changed for thousands of years, Zong Qi became somewhat aware.

Perhaps Professor Yu is a profound mysophobia, and his grandmother used to be very clean, which is understandable.

A steaming cup of black tea was placed in front of him, and the aroma of tea mixed with mist floated in the air.

Yu Chenxue sat down opposite him and exchanged casual greetings.

After all, after many years, it is difficult to calm down after learning that one's relatives may have been involved with the system. But strangely enough, after just a few chats, Zong Qi felt that his spirit gradually relaxed from the tension, and he no longer kept thinking about what happened last night.

"Are you relaxing?"

A psychology professor said softly, "When you go to bed at night, take a deep breath, clear your mind of distracting thoughts, and don't put too much pressure on falling asleep, so that you can fall asleep quickly."

"I may not have much time today. Next time I come, I can give you a shallow hypnosis, which is very effective in treating insomnia."

Zong Qi quickly thanked him: "Thank you, Professor."

Yu Chenxue smiled slightly and changed the subject, "How was the movie yesterday?"

The black-haired young man was stunned for a moment, and embarrassment suddenly appeared on his face.

"Well, I didn't get to watch the musical that the professor recommended yesterday."

"oh?"

The blue eyes hidden behind the lenses were a little deeper, "Did you go to the wrong screening room?"

"No, it's not."

Zong Qi touched his head and said, "I just happened to see the horror movie discussed on Weibo these days."

Yes, it’s still a bad movie made by myself.

At the end of his speech, his voice became smaller and smaller, as thin as a mosquito.

"Scared?"

Yu Chenxue caught all the micro-expressions on the young man's face, but he just thought that the other person was frightened and did not pay too much attention. Instead, he began to look forward to this unexpected surprise.

According to the news from the Secret Mobile Team Intelligence Network, most people who watch Awkward Village this time will be bound to the horror film actor system.

In just two days, the number of newcomers to the Actors Forum doubled. But strangely enough, as of yesterday, this movie seems to have been quietly withdrawn from the shelves. It seems that it is really just a trial work by director Q.

Of course it won't be that simple. He is looking forward to the confrontation with the director.

However, at least his goal was achieved. Yu Chenxue thought happily.

"It's a bit." Zong Qi said with difficulty.

I was really frightened. I was frightened by how badly I photographed it. I was even quite frightened.

However, Yu Chenxue had no intention of letting him go, and even grabbed him and asked him to talk about the uniqueness of this movie.

So Zong Qi had to pinch his nose in his heart and started to brag against his will. From the movie's storyboards to the scenery, from the pictures to the soundtrack, it made him numb.

By the time I finished speaking, it was almost an hour later.

Then Zong Qi walked to the first floor with Yu Chenxue in a daze.

The restaurant on the first floor has long been covered with white tablecloths, with exquisite dishes placed on it. The deep red wine in the decanter exudes a fragrant aroma, and the silver candlestick weeps silently in the center.

"Thank you for hospitality."

Zong Qi took a deep breath, turned around and sent a message to Anna, saying that he was still in class and would not come back to cook.

A minute later, there seemed to be a dissatisfied bouncing sound coming from the ceiling beneath my feet.

"Are you sending a message to your family?"

Yu Chenxue cut off a piece of steak and spoke as if casually.

"Yes." Zong Qi put the phone back into his pocket: "It's family."

Although they still talk about employees as employees, Zong Qi actually treats them as family.

Yu Chenxue smiled, her pupils were deep, and she said nothing.

"By the way, the teaching is almost over here. Remember to go to the Academic Affairs Office at the end of the semester and you can get the completion certificate."

Zong Qi was shocked: "Eh?"

No, this is just the first time in class!

Not only was it the first time to attend class, but there was nothing taught in this class. Even the movie watching was done by students on their own. I didn’t even write down my thoughts after reading it, so I asked about my viewing experience.

Just like that, this class is passed? Will he graduate?

"Professor Cheng entrusted you to me, that's what he meant."

The psychology professor explained patiently: "He knew that you had delayed your graduation, and he didn't want to delay your job search, so he came up with this idea and recommended him to me."

He teased: "Do you think Professor Cheng really wants to embarrass you by recommending you here? You are really a child."

The black-haired young man touched his nose sheepishly.

You can't blame him for thinking too much. Mainly because of Professor Cheng, right? As he gets older, he becomes particularly stubborn and always thinks about it.

"Anyway, thank you Professor Yu."

He thanked him solemnly.

"No, I'm just accepting a favor from the old professor."

Indeed, when Yu Chenxue agreed before, she just wanted to explain the situation as soon as they met, and just let the students get their diplomas by themselves. As for teaching alone? That is absolutely impossible.

It was just that when I saw Lie Xinxi later, I just pretended to do it.

"Speaking of which, I have a merciless request."

Yu Chenxue gently put down her knife and fork, her beautiful eyebrows arched.

The candle flickers on and off, casting a long shadow on the bridge of his nose

Zong Qi thought that Yu Chenxue had some kind of merciless request. It turned out that he was just helping to be a mannequin. He just needed a few days to come over and pose.

To be fair, the up-and-coming artist was willing to let him be a model, but Zong Qi felt that the other party was at a loss.

Anyway, you will definitely make a profit without losing anything.

Besides, even if it takes a long time to paint an oil painting, it is extremely convenient for them to visit upstairs and downstairs, it is just a trivial matter.

"no problem."

So Zongqi readily agreed