Cultivating In The Entertainment Industry

Lin Rui smiled quietly with her arms around her.

She knew that these two people knew each other.

To be honest, that jade is really worthless, and it might be the kind that passers-by don't want to pick it up and step on it.

But what else...

Lin Rui took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code seriously. Then, only a ding sound was heard.

One thousand and five hundred yuan was credited.

Mo Ran and Bai Yixiao both stared at Lin Rui in a daze.

Lin Rui smiled slightly and said, "I rushed up to watch the auction. I really like these things. Boss, there will be good products next time and keep them for me."

The dimples on Bai Yi's smiling face appeared again.

He immediately said with enthusiasm, "Okay! Little brother has vision! Do you want to add a WeChat? If there are good products in the future, I will contact you as soon as possible!"

"No, I will come here often." Lin Rui waved his hand, carried something, turned around and left.

Mo Ran sighed as she watched Bai Yi smile and looked at the transfer in the phone.

"This person really doesn't know good or bad."

"What do you mean by ignorance? Just now, the little brother, don’t look at the clothes he wore is very simple, but that T-shirt is at least more than 10,000 yuan! Pants are not cheap, and the Converse shoes on your feet are limited. If you have money, you may not be able to buy it! People are rich! Mo Ran, the older you are, the worse the look in your eyes, right?"

Mo Ran twitched the corners of his mouth and said helplessly, "Bai Yi smile, you are three years older than me."

Bai smiled, stretched his legs, and stepped to the back of his booth.

He said very loudly, "But who made me look younger than you."

"...Then your eyes are not good."

"What do you mean?"

Mo Ran looked at the dimple at the corner of Bai Yi's mouth, feeling a little dazzling.

He sighed, shook his head and said, "That student was a girl just now."

Bai smiled:...

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Lin Rui turned around and went into the bathroom, then threw the dark wooden comb into the space of Qibao.

The rest of the things turned around and put them in the backpack.

Qibao exclaimed excitedly in the space, "Master! This wooden comb was made by thousands of years of lightning!"

Lin Rui staggered.

"You say it again, what?"

"Master, you are lucky! This comb is made of Ten Thousand Years Lightning Strike Wood. Although it is a bit damaged, it has the opportunity to improve your physique and allow you to practice again!"

Qibao was very happy, and he continued, "If it is someone else, I am afraid that it will not be fortunate to suffer this lightning strike. After all, the thunder element has always been overbearing, but your master is particularly powerful, and the success rate of body tempering is at least 80%!"

The possibility of more than 80% of improving physical fitness is still very rare in such a world with scarce spiritual energy.

But Lin Rui's face was full of rejection!

"No!"

Qibao was still holding the comb in his hand. He blinked his big cute eyes and asked curiously, "Master, why can't you? This is a rare opportunity."

I have to say that this lightning strike wood is really a good thing. It was a rare treasure when placed on the Canglan Continent.

Cultivators all pay attention to chance.

This lightning bolt was the first treasure Lin Rui came into contact with after coming into this world.

Nature is also in the dark, and Lin Rui is destined to it.

Lin Rui bit her lip tightly and said nothing.

Qibao paused, suddenly a flash of inspiration.

He asked cautiously, "Master, master, aren't you... afraid of thunder?"