Under one person, I am Zhang Chulan’s brother

Chapter 85 Set a small goal and earn him [-] million first
At nine o'clock in the morning, Zhang Chuyi's biological clock woke him up on time.

Although he only slept for six hours, his spirit was far superior to that of ordinary people, and his need for sleep was not particularly high. In many cases, meditation alone could restore his strength.

But last night was the only time since this period of time that he didn't meditate, and Xia He did it all.

I thought that since I had a body of pure Yang and was blessed with Vajra power, it would not be easy for me to deal with Xia He.

"It seems that I need to strengthen special training." Zhang Chuyi sighed softly and decided to do a hundred more squats from today on. In addition, he also had to arrange food supplements such as leeks.

Turning his head and looking at Xia He, who was sleeping sweetly, Zhang Chuyi couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It's true that I have such a wife in my family. Wolfberry is difficult to treat. I will suffer from it in the future."

If other bachelors don't hear this voice, they probably want to kill him with a knife.

This is a typical full man who doesn't know how hungry a man is hungry.

After tiptoeing to get dressed, Zhang Chuyi called the hotel room service and asked them to prepare breakfast.

After washing up in the bathroom, he found that Xia He had also woken up, sitting on the bed and stretching.

The golden sunlight shone on her undulating delicate body, and the proud parts looked more majestic because of the stretching movement.

Zhang Chuyi only glanced at it and instantly lost interest in the hotel's breakfast.

As if feeling Zhang Chuyi's rushing blood, Xia He gave him a coquettish look: "Dogs, don't you eat enough?"

"It's hard to control it this early in the morning." Zhang Chuyi said, patting his back again, "But let's forget it now and wait for me to recharge my batteries."

"Whatever you want, anyway, I'm here in the capital, and I won't be leaving for a long time." Xia He said, looking towards the center of the bed.

On the snow-white bed sheet, there was a striking drop of red.

Xia He circulated his real energy, and using his fingers as knives, he cut the piece of cloth.

"Are you going to keep it?" Zhang Chuyi sat beside him and asked softly.

"You can't guess that it's my first time?" Xia He folded the cut piece of cloth, raised his head and showed a sly smile.

Zhang Chuyi laughed: "It's still a guess? You can see it at a glance, okay?"

"One look?" Xia He's smiling pretty face immediately became angry, "You bastard, it sounds like you have so much experience, you can't have seen countless people!"

After speaking, he sat directly on Zhang Chuyi's belly and grabbed his neck viciously: "Tell me, which vixen have you done bad things with!"

"Wronged!" Zhang Chuyi almost sang about Dou E's wrongedness, "The Internet is so developed, what can't be seen, you can tell the difference naturally."

"Really?" Xia He stared closely at Zhang Chuyi's eyes, trying to find the panic and dodge hidden in them.

"It's absolutely true!" Zhang Chuyi's eyes were clear, like a gentleman.

In fact, he was lying, but Xia He probably wouldn't believe the truth if he told it.

Do you want to tell Xia He that he knows everything that happened in the past and future?It would be strange if Xia He didn't regard him as a madman.

But at least one thing is true, that is, what was handed over last night was indeed Yuanyang who had guarded for nearly 20 years.

"Hmph, I'm sorry you don't dare to lie." Xia He twisted Zhang Chuyi's nose and suddenly said with a smile: "When I was exercising Qi just now, I found that my skill has improved a lot. I wonder if you have any progress?"

"Is there such a thing?" Zhang Chuyi's eyes widened, he quickly checked his dantian, and then said disappointedly: "There is a fart, there is nothing but back pain!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Chuyi suddenly said in fear: "You don't understand, what kind of method is it to collect yang and replenish yin?"

Although Buddhism is abstinent, there is also a branch of Buddhism called Tantric Buddhism. Huanxi Zen is a very popular practice method in Tantric Buddhism, which relies on picking yin and nourishing yang to greatly increase the power of cultivation.

Could it be that what Xia He comprehended that day was some kind of joyful meditation?

"How is it possible!" Xia He immediately denied Zhang Chuyi's speculation, "What I have learned is [Thousand Hands of Purification]. This is an upright Buddhist martial arts. What does it have to do with the evil martial arts you mentioned? ?”

"Then why did this happen?" Zhang Chuyi scratched his head, puzzled.

Xia He suddenly seemed to remember something at this moment, blushing and hesitating: "Do you think it has something to do with that?"

"Which one?" Zhang Chuyi blinked.

Xia He said softly: "I told you before, I am born with a special physique, men will always fall uncontrollably when they see me, and then be controlled by me.

Do you think this kind of physique has the effect of picking up yang and replenishing yin? "

"It's possible." Zhang Chuyi nodded, thinking that there should be no second explanation.

"In that case, won't your body become more and more weak?" Xia He looked at Zhang Chuyi's strong body worriedly, but in his mind, he had already begun to imagine him looking like a skinny man.

"I suspect that you look down on me." Zhang Chuyi frowned, "I'm afraid of this with my dignified pure yang experience? Besides, I just haven't made any progress, but I haven't suffered any loss. You don't have to worry about it."

"It's fine." Hearing this, Xia He was a little relieved.

In fact, it's not that there is no influence at all, at least his Leifa is basically gone.

There are two different concepts: the body is broken before the thunder method is completed, and the body is broken after the thunder method is completed.

Kidney water running around will lead to an imbalance of the five elements in the body. Although he can forcibly suppress it with the heart fire, the conditions for Jiang Gonglei's use are quite harsh. Once the balance is lost, he can no longer use it.

On Longhu Mountain, there is a thunder method specially designed for those who have broken their bodies to practice. What they practice is the water dirty thunder dominated by the energy of kidney essence.

However, his grandfather did not teach him how to practice water visceral thunder, so the thunder method cannot be used for the time being.

Fortunately, he never relied on Lei Fa much since he was a child.

In the past, the Golden Light Mantra was used the most, and now there are the Three Levels of Reverse Life and the Diamond Sutra, which did not weaken the strength much.

"By the way, Xia He, what are you going to do next in the capital?" Zhang Chuyi pulled a pillow behind him and looked at the little woman sitting on his stomach.

"I told you before, debut as a star, and then earn money to pay off debts, I have set the goal, first earn [-] million and then talk about it."

Xia He said, taking out his phone and showing it to Zhang Chuyi: "In order to achieve this goal, I signed up for the first season of The Voice of China, and I have passed the audition, and I will be singing on stage in a while.

It is said that this is an imitation of a foreign music variety show. At that time, the instructors will turn their backs to the contestants. The better the singing, the more instructors will turn around. "

"You can sing?" Zhang Chuyi was taken aback, "I thought you could act, after all, you are so beautiful."

"You don't understand." Xia He showed a playful smile, "Beauty is king no matter what it is matched with, but going alone is likely to be a dead end.

I don’t want to be described as a big-breasted and brainless vase after I debut.

It happened that I learned vocal music when I was a child, and my singing skills were not bad, so I wanted to debut as a singer, and the voice of Huaxia was my first stop. "

"Just good?" Zhang Chuyi saw the reserve in Xia He's eyes and asked with a smile.

"Oh, I'm just being modest, why should I point it out?" Xia He put his hips on his hips helplessly, and said, "Okay, I admit that my singing skills are very good."

"I heard it last night." Zhang Chuyi said with a smile.

"Just talking dirty!" Xia He glared at him angrily, his face blushing.

"The Voice of China is very reliable just by the name. It will definitely become a big hit after it is broadcast!" Zhang Chuyi analyzed seriously, "You should prepare well for the competition, but there is no need to have any psychological burden. Even if no one turns around for you, I can still find a way. May you continue to shine as a singer."

"Why?" Xia He looked puzzled, "Do you know the investor of Good Voice?"

"Where do I have that connection?" Zhang Chuyi smiled mysteriously after denying it: "Should I spread the word that I am a talented music creator?"

"You can still write songs?" Xia He's face was full of disbelief, "If you really have that ability, how did you get to this point?"

"I don't sing well with my broken voice. I can't sing these songs very well myself, and I'm not willing to give them to others. I want to sell them to the company for money, but they won't give me a share, so I keep holding them in my hand. "

Zhang Chuyi sent Xia He a copy of the lyrics while talking, and then sang according to the lyrics.

After half a song, Zhang Chuyi stopped, but Xia He still had an expression on his face.

"It's not as exaggerated as you said, it's really nice." Xia He put his ear on Zhang Chuyi's chest, and praised him gently.

"Come on, it's not like I haven't recorded it myself."

"At least the melody is really good. It's the kind that can be popular when you hear it." Xia He's fingers drew a circle on Zhang Chuyi's chest, "This time it's not a compliment, it's all the truth."

Zhang Chuyi was tickled both inside and outside by Xia He, so he took a deep breath and said, "You have to find someone to write out the score and polish it, and then you have to arrange the music for this song to be complete.

However, these skills are technical tasks and are not particularly expensive. "

"Is there any more?" Xia He was curious.

"It's just this one." Zhang Chuyi shook his head, "I also wanted to be a musician and singer when I was young, but I didn't have the time to create after running away for more than ten years.

This song has taken me ten years of hard work. "

"That's such a pity." Xia He felt it sincerely.

In fact, Zhang Chuyi could only sing this song completely, and the other songs were either out of tune or only half-sung.

He can sing the climax of many songs, but this is the only one that works.

If he could remember all the songs completely, he would have debuted as a singer long ago.

"What's the name of this song?"

"'Red High Heels'."

Zhang Chuyi said a somewhat strange name.

In fact, this song is suspected of "Chinese borrowing", but let alone this song in this world, even its author, its Chinese version of the song, and the author of the foreign version do not exist.

So even if it is released, there is no need to worry about the secret being exposed.

As for why the original song is not used, the main reason is that the original song is an English song, and in terms of listening experience, it is slightly inferior to the Chinese version of "Red High Heels".

Another reason is that Zhang Chuyi feels that the melody, atmosphere, and lyrics of this song are very suitable for Xia He.

That kind of lazy sexiness, fiery desire, and unstoppable love are exactly the characteristics of Xia He, very much like the red high-heeled shoes sung in the lyrics.

"I can't tell, but you are still a talented literary young man." Xia He hugged Zhang Chuyi tightly, as if he was worried that someone would steal her treasure.

Zhang Chuyi sniffed the charming fragrance from Xia He, and said with a smile: "I'm very happy when you praise me for being talented, but I'm not happy if you say that I'm a literary youth.

What I hate the most is literary youth, because they always add all kinds of disgusting plots to their works to achieve the so-called sublimation or reflect the artistic value.

Life is already full of suffering, why do you want to abuse everyone again in a virtual work that should bring people happiness?

If it's a reasonable tragedy, that's it. The key point is that these idiots want to torture for the sake of torture. It's simply unreasonable. So in my opinion, literary youth is a completely derogatory term. "

Xia He blinked in surprise when he heard this: "So you hate the suffering of the protagonist so much? You hate Wen Qing so much?"

"I just don't like tragedies." Zhang Chuyi said quietly, "If I write novels in the future, my protagonist must be someone like Long Aotian.

With a glance, the enemy was frightened by the news, and the tiger's body trembled, and the beautiful woman offered herself a pillow.

There are no difficulties in the protagonist's life, and some of them only have two words, "Shuang" in the positive direction and "Shuang" in the opposite direction! "

Xia He pondered for a while, then asked in doubt: "But regardless of the pros and cons, isn't this word pleasant to pronounce?"

Zhang Chuyi nodded: "Yes, it's fun anyway."

Xia He was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing: "The protagonist's experience sounds too smooth, it feels like some kind of third-rate brainless online novel."

Zhang Chuyi suddenly became excited: "Then what do you usually like to watch? Let me know."

"Yilin, reader." Xia He raised his chin triumphantly, thinking he had good taste.

Zhang Chuyi chuckled: "A typical bourgeois-like reading hobby, likes to think that he has understood the world and even understood the true meaning of life through mostly fictional content.

In fact, there is no essential difference, or even inferior, to the Tuyile style readers who read cool articles on the Internet. After all, those who read cool articles know that everything in cool articles is fake, but you may take it seriously. "

"Nonsense!" Xia He patted Zhang Chuyi's belly angrily, "Do I seem to be such a brainless person?"

"That's definitely not it." Zhang Chuyi hurriedly put his arms around Xia He and admitted his mistake, "You must be one of those few readers who truly have the ability to think independently.

I mean, I personally prefer cool novels.

I hope my life can go smoothly, and our ending will definitely be a Happy Ending! "

"It will definitely be." Xia He's eyes were full of tenderness, and he leaned over and kissed Zhang Chuyi's lips.

(End of this chapter)