"Actually, I'm very curious about the few people upstairs, why do you want to see Zhuo Fan naked so much, Ben. That miserable face, that bloated crotch-pulling figure, how can you get your eyes down? Won't your eyes hurt when you see it?"

As soon as this book friend's words came out, there was silence under the post.

They also remembered Zhuo Fan's appearance and figure.

And some people who don't know, they immediately searched the Internet.

Then many book friends knew Zhuo Fan's appearance.

A pair of triangular eyes like a mouse, a large collapsed nose, slightly bulging buckteeth, and a bloated and crotch-pulling figure.

If they see such a person naked and running, it is estimated that they can vomit out the overnight meal, and dreaming at night must be the most terrifying nightmare.

The post fell silent for a while.

But soon [the heartthrob in the black Land Rover and the white Audi fat man] spoke again.

"Even if you can't eat, so what, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell. If you dare to insult Junda, you must pay the price. And this is Zhuo Fan's own promise, so let's reluctantly appreciate his ugliness.

As soon as the fat man's speech came out, he immediately raised the original fighting spirit that had died down again.

Everyone has a lot of ambition to die before they get out of school.

"Fat brother is right, for the sake of Junda, what is the point of our eyes being wronged?"

"Fat brother said well, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell."

"It's okay for our eyes to be a little wronged, we definitely can't be cheap Zhuo Fan." "

If you dare to hack me, you will have to die..."

............

The book review section is boiling again.

And time, day by day, passed quietly.

It may be that Liu Yueru remembered what Ling Ge said about letting her cook more, and she had already asked Ling Ge to go to her house to eat many times this time.

In a short time, the day of November 30 was reached.

At this time, Ling Ge's daily life was to stay at home, and he had updated half of the second volume of "Notes on Tomb Robbery", "Qinling Divine Tree".

In the morning, I asked Yang Wei to drive and took him to the airport with the fat man.

Because tomorrow is December 1st.

The recording of "The King of Singers" was broadcast live at the Sujiang Radio and Television Center in Sujiang City. Sujiang City is still more than 1,000 kilometers away from the magic capital, and the plane has to fly for four hours.

So naturally, he had to rush over a day early.

In the car, Wang Lei was secretly surprised.

It was the first time he had taken Ling Ge's car, as a low-key rich man who could earn tens of millions of dollars a month by collecting rent, the fat man naturally knew Ling Ge's car.

He patted Ling Ge on the shoulder with a big grin. If Ling Ge had been slapped by him before, but now that the Grandmaster-level Martial Arts Master has a skill to protect his body, his physical fitness has already been strengthened to the point that it is incomparable.

The fat man's strength is not a concern for him.

"Lao Ling, okay, when will you drive a Rolls-Royce?"

"It's only been a long time since I've seen you, you're so good." Tsk, the fat man can only say something awesome about this. "

The fat man didn't know that some people were an unknown singer who had only published one song on the surface, but secretly they were the supreme gods of Qidian who ruled the world.

If you know the truth, you can definitely shock the fat man's jaw.

He has always admired the supreme god of online literature in the world, and he is actually his good friend.

For fat people, Ling Ge said that he was used to it. He shrugged helplessly.

"It's nothing, didn't I release songs before, this is the money I make from songs. The

fat man looked at him suspiciously.

"Your song has millions of downloads, and even if it is divided, it is only a drizzle of a million, which is absolutely unaffordable to buy a Rolls-Royce. "

The relationship with Ling Ge has been good to a certain extent, and Ling Ge also knows that he has a building at home, so the fat man doesn't pay much attention to what he says, and says casually.

If it was him before, he would definitely not have said these words, because Ling Ge's personality in the past was relatively inferior, but he was stronger. If he had a showdown with Ling Ge before, he was a billionaire, I am afraid that in exchange for Ling Ge's estrangement.

Now, he's not afraid.

Ling Ge is so talented, it's easy to make money.

Otherwise, how could I drive a Rolls-Royce in just one month, and even the driver was invited.

You must know that more than a month ago, Ling Geke still didn't even have living expenses and almost starved to death.

The fat man was very confident in Ling Ge.

Ling Ge was stunned, he didn't expect the fat man to be so clever.

So I made an excuse.

"That's the case, you know "Legend", right?" The

fat man glanced at Ling Ge with disdain, "Of course the fat man knows this song, this is the song of the goddess of the fat man, and it has been so popular recently, it is already the first on the new song list, and the streets and alleys are playing, how could the fat man not know."

After speaking, the fat man also sang two sentences, "Just because I looked at you in the crowd one more time, I have never been able to forget your face again." I dreamed of seeing each other again by chance, and since then I have been lonely and missing.

After singing, he glanced at Ling Ge proudly: "How is it, the fat man sings well, right?"

Ling Ge nodded.

The fat man's voice condition is not bad, and he sings well.

"Have you paid any attention to the songwriter of this song?" the

fat man thought for a moment and shook his head, he really hadn't paid attention.

After all, who usually pays attention to who the songwriter is? Everyone basically remembers only the singer himself, unless it is a songwriter like Lin Xi.

However, he still took out his mobile phone and opened the song "Legend" and looked at it.

Then he noticed that the songwriter "Ling Ge".

The fat man's eyes widened instantly.

"Old Ling, shouldn't this be ....." Ling

Ge nodded at the fat man's surprised performance.

"That's right, I also wrote this song, and I used a cooperative sharing model with your goddess, so now you know how you bought this car, right?"

the fat man nodded a little dumbly, obviously shocked.

Unexpectedly, the songs he usually listened to were actually written by Ling Ge.

It's kind of weird.

Ling Ge naturally lied a little, but in fact, he didn't ask for the share that Liu Yueru gave him. The money he paid for this car was mainly the manuscript fee generated by "Notes on Tomb Robbery".

Because at this stage, he doesn't want to reveal his identity as "king of the world".

After all, with the character of a fat man, if he knew that he was the king of the world, it was estimated that he would chase him every day to ask the plot.

As a good author, this naturally can't be spoiled, and the joy of chasing more is the coolest, isn't it?

Ling Ge thought so in his heart.

The car went all the way.

After a while, Ling Ge's phone rang.

It was Jiang Tao, the director of "The King of Singers", who called him.

Ling Ge was a little surprised, how could Jiang Tao call him personally?

When the phone was connected, there was a burst of hearty laughter.

"Haha, Brother Ling, when will you get to Sujiang City?" Jiang

Tao's own home is from the Demon Capital, and the last time he had a barbecue with Wu Dahai, he asked for Ling Ge's phone call, and he happened to be on vacation in the Demon Capital at that time. On weekdays, he works in Sujiang City.

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