not good, immortal

Chapter 23

"immortal?!"

Feng He looked at the man from a distance, and felt that he was ordinary anyway. Apart from being particularly good-looking, he didn't feel any special aura?
Inexplicably, there was an indescribable emotion in her heart.

It's not like fear, it's not like happiness, it's not like anticipation, it's not good or bad, but there is a long-lost sense of familiarity.

Familiarity from many, many years ago.

"Isn't he just a fairy?"

Xiao Ba was chattering aside, bringing her thoughts back to reality, "Let me tell you, that kid is an artist, he is not sick at all, and he sends himself here every now and then. ... Collecting wind?"

"Collecting the wind?" Feng He mused: "It is said that the princes do not pay tribute to poems, the emperor does not collect wind, the music officials are not elegant, and the history of the country does not change. Woohoo, it will be a long time. Can the "Poetry" not be continued?"

"Er... what is this?" Why is it a long list of ancient Chinese, Xiao Ba felt that his gossip was a bit incoherent.

"In the Sui Dynasty, Wang Tong said in "Zhongshuo Wenyi" that 'caifeng' means collecting folk songs."

"Ah, it's probably similar? Actually, I don't really understand." Xiao Ba scratched his head, "Anyway, what is he talking about... Observing these patients can help him understand the world from another angle?"

Xiao Ba spread his hands: "Then my scumbag father really let people in."

"Your father is to help the emperor collect wind?" After all, it is Xiao Ba's father, Feng He feels that it is still difficult for him to think too badly of him.

"There's no such thing as an emperor." Xiao Ba said earnestly, "Actually, I suspect that it's because he gave too much."

"That's right, there is no fairy emperor now." Fenghe suddenly remembered what the man sang in the lyrics yesterday, "but why do you call him a fairy?"

"Uh, now we call very powerful people gods." Xiao Ba thought for a while, "Gods are omnipotent, omnipotent, omniscient, and omnipotent. In short, they are much more powerful than humans."

"That's not true..." Feng He thought for a while.

For example, the chicken that can easily break her enchantment, except for those ancient gods who are still alive, there will not be more than ten gods who can have such profound magic power.

Xiao Ba continued on his own: "And the gods don't eat the fireworks of the world, don't they have emotions and desires? You see, that guy is like a log."

She turned around and wanted to point, but the team had disappeared from their field of vision.

"Where is he? Forget it, let me tell you, originally, that guy was much better-looking than Lin Xie, and many nurses ran to show their courtesy. That battle was incredible." Xiaoba danced and danced. He gestured, "But all of them have returned home without a feather."

"Return with a feather?"

"Anyway, it is said that he is like a big ice lump. It is said that Lin Xie will at least smile with them, so now the position of the number one male god in the mental hospital has been changed."

Wait, Xiao Ba thought.

The number one male god in the mental hospital?Why does it sound so weird?

Oh, but it is Lin Xie who owns this title now?

That's fine.

"So that's it." Feng He nodded, then shook his head again, "It's not like gods don't have emotions and desires."

"That's right, in the TV series, gods live for tens of thousands of years." Xiao Ba pouted, "You know how to fall in love if you have nothing to do."

Feng He thought for a moment: "Well, most gods can't live for tens of thousands of years."

Xiao Ba was suspicious: "Why do I feel that you seem to understand things like immortals?"

"Maybe... just read a few more books." Feng He was at a loss for words, and found an excuse to fool around.

"I think your illness is probably caused by reading too much."

Xiao Ba stared into her eyes very seriously, "You should read less idle books like that."

……

"That's why I say, it's very important to read more books!"

In the room inlaid with gold and jade, the middle-aged lady dressed in neon clothes, wrapped like a peacock, unknowingly scolded the young woman.

"It's alright now, the characters you got can fly. Just like that, you still have to compare with Qiao Zhenzhen? Look at you, you are not as good-looking as her, older than her, and stupid... Except that our family has a little money, where can you be?" Compared with others?"

The young woman crying pear blossoms and raining raised her head, and it was Xiao Zhiyu who played Concubine Liu in "The Emperor of Song Dynasty".

She cried: "I don't believe it, she doesn't even have a serious degree. I'm still a returnee with a master's degree..."

"Master's degree? When you were an undergraduate, how much money did your father donate to others? You didn't know it? And how did you get your master's degree? You didn't know it?"

Xiao Zhiyu shrank her head when she heard that.

Her grades were really not good back then, so her parents could only find a new way, sold a mine, donated a building to a foreign school with a bluffing name, and only then did she study the legendary "gilded" major.

Half of the students in the class belong to the mining family.

Not to mention the master's degree.

If one mine can't solve the problem, two mines will come to another mine.

Later, I heard that the mine that her family originally sold had much more reserves than the original proven reserves after mining, and the old man regretted going to the first aid.

But fortunately, Xiao Zhiyu didn't learn much in the years of studying, but she relied on her bags to show off the mansion and the school's logo hanging brightly on the front page.

Lively, he became a medium-sized Internet celebrity on the social network.

Her mother's best friend runs a brokerage company. After hearing about this, she patted the table and said, this is a good foundation.

Netizens like to eat this set now. They are highly educated and have a good family background. They are good-looking... It doesn't matter if you can throw away your face.

Pack it up, and being a traffic star is a piece of cake.

Running variety shows for several years and receiving advertisements for several years, is it not a matter of minutes to buy a few mines?

So I went back to China, made minor adjustments, set up people, and even changed my name.Her name used to be Xiao Tingting. According to her agent, she sounded like the daughter of a local upstart family.

It's hard to think about fire.

This doesn't make sense, why is Qiao Zhenzhen so angry?
"I..." Xiao Zhiyu shrank her head and wiped her tears, "Isn't it already like this now, what else can I do?"

"What to do, what to do? Have you been bitten by a dog? It's not enough to introduce your name properly. What do you have to say from "The Songs of Chu"?"

Mrs. Xiao helped her forehead, she paid out of her own money and entrusted countless connections, and then she got in touch with the head of the Huangmei Drama Troupe from the upstairs neighbor of her distant cousin, met Director Chen, and asked for an audition opportunity.

That was "Pairing of Immortals", a drama within a drama, an excellent opportunity to raise one's social status.

This disappointing daughter actually said something when she introduced herself, "Xiao Zhiyu, from Chu Ci, Lan Zhi changed but not fragrant, Quan Hui turned into Mao"?
"Didn't you tell me to be more educated? What's wrong with "The Songs of Chu", didn't the teachers all laugh when I said it?" Xiao Zhiyu was not convinced.

She knew that her acting skills were not very good, so she did her homework seriously, and went to Du Niang to read the famous sentence containing "沉", and she also wanted to add points when introducing herself.

"Do you know what you mean by that sentence?" Tai Xiao laughed angrily.

She and her husband both passed the college entrance examination when they "crossed the single-plank bridge with thousands of troops and horses", and they were considered high-achieving students. How did they give birth to such a brainless person.

"What do you mean?" Xiao Zhiyu really didn't read it, she always felt dizzy when she saw Wu Yang Wu Yang's words.

"It means that a person with good moral character has become a villain. When people laugh, they are laughing at you. If you say that you are a villain, you really deserve it."

At that time, the teachers laughed, Xiao Zhiyu thought they were praising herself, and smiled and nodded...

Her face quickly flushed red: "Mom... what should I do then? Am I unable to act in this movie?"

"All right, all right, your aunt Fu has taken care of everything. That is to teach you a lesson."

Seeing her daughter crying for a long while with teary eyes, Mrs. Xiao's heart finally softened, and she comforted her, "I asked, and several of your competitors have been eliminated. It's fine for Director Chen to pass the film."

"Really?" Xiao Zhiyu stopped crying when she heard that there was still a chance.

"Really, your Aunt Fu said it, and Director Chen said it directly. Those who haven't graduated from college don't want it." Mrs. Xiao handed the handkerchief with "H" embroidered on it to her daughter, "Qiao Zhenzhen is useless, others are still Can it be my daughter's match?"

After all, the nationality of "Emperor of the Song Dynasty" is here, and Xiao Zhiyu is the most popular under Qiao Zhenzhen.

"Okay!" Xiao Zhiyu took out her handkerchief, blew her nose, and took out her phone, "I downloaded a lot of related books, I'll read them right away!"

"You're so good." Mrs. Xiao patted her daughter's head and glanced at the phone screen: "Huh? Why are there so many missed calls from your manager? Go back quickly."

An ominous premonition rose in Xiao Zhiyu's heart, and she tapped the dial key with trembling fingers.

Sure enough, on the other side of the receiver, the manager sounded a little hysterical:

"Hurry up and go back to the company, Qiao Zhenzhen is going to audition for "The Match of the Immortals"!"

(End of this chapter)