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the next day.

As soon as Ye Feiyang got up, he heard the phone ring.

Picking up the phone, it was Chen Shengun.

What is he calling for?

Could it be that something happened to my metaphysics hall?

Ye Feiyang pressed the call button: "God, what's the matter?"

Chen Shengun emphasized: "Please call me Chen Shengsuan, you are not a child anymore, why can't you always remember?"

"The magic stick is the magic stick, how can there be so much nonsense?"

"God stick? Who is sitting in the metaphysics hall now? If you really want to call me a god stick, just change the metaphysics hall into the god stick hall!"

"Beep, beep, deduct your salary!"

Hearing that wages would be deducted, Chen Shengun froze immediately.

It is because of the low salary that he can no longer hold his head up in front of his wife. If his salary is deducted again, how can he do business in front of his wife?

If it was a while ago, he could use his other high head to conquer his wife.

But the problem is, his wife has a big belly now, and he doesn't need to conquer it.

He is weak and has no place to use it now, so he can only swallow his anger.

Ye Feiyang saw that Chen Shengun had stopped talking, so he asked, "What's the matter?"

Speaking of this matter, Chen Shengun felt a little uncomfortable again: "Didn't you say that you went to Hangzhou to listen to Shen Lin's singing?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

"There's nothing wrong with that in itself, but you listen to music when you listen to music, so how can you experience other lives?"

"Experiencing another life? What other life?"

"Don't you know what you did in Hangzhou? News about you is flying all over the Internet now!"

"Eh? God stick, you don't usually go online, how do you know what's going on online?"

"Just because I don't surf the Internet doesn't mean I don't understand the news on the Internet. Don't you know that Wu Jianming is surfing the Internet all day long in the Metaphysics Hall?"

"Oh, so that's the case." Ye Feiyang changed the subject, "God, are you all free now?"

"Boy, you are the one who is idle. You run around all day to experience life, leaving us hard-working people to stand firm in the metaphysics hall! Now in the metaphysics hall, Wu Jianming only collects money. He has a little leisure time, but I am Helping customers fortune-telling, I'm very busy... Don't tell me, someone is here so early... Kid, remember to come back early, otherwise, I want you to look good!"

"You..." Ye Feiyang put down the phone and sighed secretly, the magic stick hung up the phone really fast, otherwise, he would have to give him a good meal.

I don't know if the business of the Metaphysics Museum is really as good as he said, if not, I have to put some pressure on him later.

In fact, the Metaphysics Hall is really busy these days, and Chen Shengun has no chance to walk away.

The purpose of his calling Ye Feiyang was to let Ye Feiyang go back early, and then he asked for leave to do some private affairs.

Just after finishing the phone call with Chen Shengun, another call came in, it was Radar.

Ye Feiyang looked at Radar's phone and couldn't help shaking his head. It seems that this kid's card addiction has developed.

Sure enough, as soon as the electricity was connected, Radar asked, "Feiyang, come to my place tonight, let's play two games."

"Why, it's only been two days, and you can't help it?"

"I didn't play any cards, and I didn't fall asleep last night. I'm in a panic!"

"I'm not in Shencheng right now, let's talk about it when I return to Shencheng in a few days."

"How many days?"

"I can't tell, maybe two or three days."

"It will take another two or three days!"

"Maybe more!" Ye Feiyang said later, "Remember, follow the rules and don't go outside to play cards with others without permission."

"Don't you know what I am? I am a man of my word."

"Okay, I'm busy here." After speaking, Ye Feiyang hung up the phone casually.

This kid is too addicted to cards.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Feiyang turned on his mobile phone to surf the Internet.

Not to mention, my news is really flying all over the sky.

The three words "Master Ye" became active on the Internet again.

Yesterday, after returning from the Hangzhou Hotel, several reporters took the time to sort out the manuscript, and it was published in the newspaper early this morning.

The few reporters who followed the whole process published articles with flesh and blood, pictures and truth.

"Master Ye's White Porridge is Magical White Porridge".

"On the Best of White Porridge".

"Blessings of an Anorexia Patient".

The Gospel for the Anorexic.

"On the Super Effects of Ginger, Chili, Garlic, Onion, Mustard, Vinegar, Bitter Melon, and Alcohol."

"Wuhe Province Disaster Rescue Hero Appears in Hangzhou".

"..."

Except for the reporters who followed the whole process, those reporters who were afraid of the pungent smell were not to be outdone.

Am I missing something critical and am I unable to write an article?

If this is the case, am I a reporter for nothing?

The titles of their articles are even more varied.

"The PK between the Master of Metaphysics and the Master of Medicine".

"Patients with anorexia enter twice and exit Hangzhou Jiahe Hospital".

"Hotels Are the Best Places for Medically Anorexic Patients".

"Is Master Ye a master of metaphysics or a master of medicine".

"..."

Originally, these news were published in local newspapers in Hangzhou.

But some self-media in Hangzhou uploaded the news on the Internet on the spot.

Soon, people all over the country knew about these things.

Ye Feiyang couldn't help sighing, it's okay not to be famous!

Didn't these reporters know how to make a mosaic when they put their photos on it?Don't you know how to replace your name with Zhang San Li Si?
Seeing this information, netizens were not calm on the spot.

"Damn! It turns out that porridge is just a delicacy, not a medicine for anorexia. Some reporter said that porridge can cure anorexia, and I actually believed it. Stand up for me and see if I don't beat you to death!"

"Ginger, chili, garlic, onion, mustard, vinegar, bitter gourd, and high-grade liquor, mixed together can actually treat patients with anorexia in the late stage, so I have increased my knowledge!"

"Hangcheng Jiahe Hospital? Professor Hong? How can it compare to our lovely Master Ye? PK? Then what is Professor Hong qualified to PK with Master Ye?"

"..."

When Professor Hong was mentioned, some netizens went to Hong Wenxue's Weibo to make trouble.

"Professor Hong, you are known as the most authoritative anorexic doctor in China. You once said that anorexia is a very complicated disease, especially for patients with anorexia in the later stage, they are basically waiting to die. Although you deleted Weibo , but we have taken screenshots of the Weibo you posted at that time, and now I want to ask, do you still insist that anorexia is a very difficult disease to treat?"

"Professor Hong, I heard that you had a quarrel with Master Ye at Hangzhou Jiahe Hospital. Is this true?"

"Professor Hong, in fact, we all know that you have devoted your whole life to medicine, which is very respectable; we also believe that your medical level is very high. But the reality now is that some people easily put anorexia The late stage patients are cured, we want to know the truth, what is going on here?"

"..."