The number one student in the college entrance examination, I have countless systems

Chen Dongfeng nodded slightly: "Of course."

Swish.

In an instant, it left its own mark on the white skirt.

"Thank you, thank you very much." Zhou Yaru clasped his hands together, thanking you again and again.

Looking at Chen Dongfeng with a kind face, Zhou Yaru hesitated a little, hesitant to speak.

"Is there anything else?" Chen Dongfeng asked proactively.

"It's like this. My father suffers from severe Alzheimer's disease, and he almost forgot about me two months ago." When Zhou Yaru said this, his expression was a little downcast.

His father only had her when he was in his 40s. Father Zhou, who is old enough to have a son, is very kind to this only daughter, and he can even be said to be a little spoiled. As long as his daughter wants, Father Zhou will do everything possible to help her get it.

After Zhou's father got Alzheimer's disease, the only thing he still remembered was his daughter.

It can be said that Zhou's father worked hard for his daughter for the rest of his life, and Zhou Yaru also loved her father very much. He has tried his best to treat his father's illness these years, but he has not achieved good results.

There was nothing a regular hospital could do, so she went to seek those folk remedies.

Hearing from a friend that a certain master has supernatural powers, and she personally demonstrated the ability for her, she believed it to be true and even sold a property to raise money for the master to let the master treat her father. Unfortunately, in the end, the master ran away with the money, obviously a friend She was deliberately slaughtered in a bureau.

"But after my father watched you sing live several times, his Alzheimer's disease has gradually improved, and his memory has improved a lot. Now he can recognize me accurately!" Zhou Yaru's face was full of excitement, she I saw the hope of my father getting better.

Watching the live broadcast on TV and listening to Fengshen's singing is so effective. If Fengshen sang a song for his father in reality, wouldn't the effect be better?
Many people now know that Chen Dongfeng's singing voice has strange energy, maybe it can really cure Alzheimer's disease?

"Father is afraid that he will forget me again. In order to preserve his memory, he now listens to your songs almost every day."

Zhou Yaru told about his father's situation.

Looking at Chen Dongfeng with a begging look: "Fengshen, can you sing a song for my father? As long as it can improve my father's condition, I will pay any price."

Zhou Yaru's beauty is still good, and in the eyes of ordinary people, she is also at the level of a goddess.

But who is standing in front of her? That is Chen Dongfeng, an existence regarded as a god by thousands of fans.

She didn't have anything worthy of Chen Dongfeng's covetousness.

Chen Dongfeng knew that his singing voice had magical powers. As his strength increased, his singing voice could easily affect a person's spirit.

But he didn't know what level his singing voice could achieve.

Can it really restore a person with Alzheimer's to a normal person?

He didn't know, but he was willing to try it.

"Okay, I saw you danced such a beautiful dance just now, so I'm going to sing a song for your father." Chen Dongfeng said casually.

As for the so-called price, that dance was very good.

Now his realm is closer to doing whatever he wants without breaking the rules.

Just do what you want, no one can coerce him.

"Thank you, thank you very much." Zhou Yaru was still on the live broadcast, fearing that the whereabouts of Chen Dongfeng, a big man, would be exposed, so she was about to turn off the camera: "Families, today's live broadcast is over, wait for my father's illness to recover , I will dance for everyone, all day and all night!"

The fans in the live broadcast room quit.

"Who wants to watch you dance, I want to watch Fengshen sing!"

"No one cares about your off-broadcasting, but now Fengshen wants to sing, and you actually said that you want to off-broadcast, the anchor begs you to be a person!"

"Unblock it when it is broadcast, and cancel it when it is broadcast."

"I want to listen to Fengshen singing. Even Jesus can't stop me! But the hostess can stop me. Oh, miss, please have pity on me. I'm still a 240-month-old baby!"

Ninety-nine out of ten people in the studio asked her not to download the broadcast.

Zhou Yaru looked at Chen Dongfeng with some hesitation: "Fengshen, all the fans in my live broadcast room want to hear you sing, so let me not close the live broadcast room, but I'm afraid it will affect you, after all, many people want to assassinate you."

Even their fans know that Chen Dongfeng has been assassinated continuously during this time.

If his actions are exposed to the public, it may attract the attention of some assassins.

"It's okay, no one on this planet can kill me." Chen Dongfeng said calmly.

He expected that there would be super experts on this planet, but through his observation during this period of time, he found that there were indeed some people with strange abilities, but they were not too powerful.

In his opinion, those people are mediocre and can be killed at will.

Half an hour later, Chen Dongfeng and Zhou Yaru appeared in a dilapidated courtyard.

There are a few older trees in the yard, but some new shoots grow on them.

There are several bright little flowers growing on the dead wood.

An old man with white hair was lying on a wicker chair.

Hearing someone coming in, the old man slowly raised his head, and when he saw his daughter's familiar face, there was joy in his cloudy eyes.

"Ya... Yaru." The old man waved his shriveled right hand with some difficulty.