The Marshal's Lady of the Actor [Interstellar]

Cangshuang Star, Xiao family.

In the large woods surrounding the old mansion, a small wooden house is hidden in it. Three or two people wearing dark clothes occasionally come out of the wooden house, look around, and quickly return to the wooden house. They are vigilant All around, waiting for something to arrive.

"knock knock"

There were no more knocks, no less, three knocks.This familiar frequency excited the people in the house, and the youngest boy among them rushed to the door first.

There was a person standing outside the door, wearing a wide white cloak that completely covered his whole body, and wearing a pair of black gloves. The only thing exposed to the air was a small half of his porcelain-white jade chin. In this person, there is only the mysterious and unpredictable temperament of an expert in the world.

The seriousness and coldness on the young man's face melted like ice and snow in the sun, and the frenzy filled the entire area in an instant. He opened the door and tried his best to lower his voice, but he still couldn't hold back his voice that was trembling with excitement: "Mr. Feng!"

"Ah."

Mr. Feng nodded slightly, and walked towards the house.

"Mr. Feng is here!"

These three words are like a switch, and the quiet room suddenly becomes noisy.

Excited murmurs sounded in the cabin, and several fanatical eyes focused on Mr. Feng, following him forward.

The wooden house is not big, and there is a smaller compartment in the middle, which occupies half of the space. Mr. Feng walked over, and the door of the small wooden house opened, revealing the carefully decorated recording studio.

People followed Mr. Feng into the booth. They lowered their voices excitedly, changed into black and white clothes, and covered their faces with masks. When Mr. Feng stood in front of the microphone in the center, everyone had already picked up their musical instruments or Equipment, wait for it.

"tat"

Mr. Feng raised his hand, and lightly tapped the microphone with his fingers in pure black gloves. The slight voice echoed in the air like water waves. Wherever the waves went, the scene in the wooden cabinet suddenly became a mountain. , Misty mist lingers around, and the cold wind blows people's faces.

"tat"

An invisible signal was transmitted from the wooden house to the universe, with two clicks, as if it represented a certain signal. In the vast and boundless universe, countless human beings received this signal, and then eagerly entered a certain place. Studio.

Only one person will appear in this live broadcast room, and that is Mr. Feng.

Who is Mr. Feng?

If people from all over the universe were asked to choose the person with the best singing voice in the world, it must be Mr. Feng.If you ask someone to choose the best song in the world, they will definitely not be able to choose.Because every song of Mr. Feng is the best.

Xiao Wutong knocked on the microphone, and the eyes under the cloak curled up happily: "What should I sing?"

He didn't ask anyone in this room, but he was asking about the system that had taken root in the Sea of ​​Consciousness since childhood.

To be precise, that should not be regarded as childhood, after all, for Xiao Wutong, from the first moment he was born in this world, he was no longer a child.

He is a cultivator of the Lancang Continent, a leader elected by millions or tens of millions of cultivators. He once led the cultivators to defeat the invading demon cultivators, and almost ended the century-long war between immortals and demons by himself. Master Qingxu is one of the few geniuses in the trillion-year history of Lancang Continent.

But this genius, when he ascended, went to the wrong place and came to a completely strange world, possessing a brand new body, and bound a squawking system.He doesn't like to expose himself to others. If possible, Xiao Wutong would like to hide on a remote planet and spend his life quietly. However, this guy who claims to be a film star cultivation system is really too annoying, chattering all day long , in order to meet its requirements, the legendary Mr. Feng came into being.

This is a legendary existence with hundreds of millions of fans, influence all over the universe, known as the miracle of the world, but never revealing its true colors.

"Sing whatever you want, people will listen to it anyway." The system said in boredom.

Mr. Feng is a famous singer in the world, so there are countless people who will support him in whatever he sings, but because of this, Xiao Wutong is extra cautious in managing this name, otherwise his image will be damaged, what will he do to deal with the system.

Thinking about it this way, Xiao Wutong had already made up his mind, and the cherry-colored thin lips under the hood slightly parted.

At this time, the number of people in the live broadcast room has reached the point where any singer is dumbfounded, and is continuing to climb at a speed that can be called a miracle.Because Mr. Feng never participates in any entertainment activities, nor does he hold concerts. If you want to hear him sing, you can only listen to the recorded songs on the Internet through this live broadcast room.

No one knows the location of the live broadcast, when the live broadcast starts, and when it ends. Everything about Mr. Feng is carefully hidden under the hood. The only thing that can be known is that every time the live broadcast starts, he will first knock Twice the microphone.

The "click" sound is the only sign that the live broadcast has started.

The flow of people in the live broadcast room soared in an instant, and Xiao Wutong had already started singing.

It seems that water drops are falling on the bluestone, and the ring pendant makes a crisp sound. A fairy rides a white crane from nine days away, accompanied by clouds and mists, and enters the mortal world.It was an indescribably beautiful song.It seems that I can no longer hear the sound of musical instruments, and I can't understand the lyrics. I only remember the breeze blowing on my face, making people mesmerized.

He sang quietly, the sound came into the microphone, and then the seemingly ordinary microphone emerged with fine and charming lines, mixed with the sound of the righteous and spiritual power of the immortal cultivator, guided by the microphone, through the The invisible and long signal is transmitted to the distant and boundless universe.

"It's rare for you to focus on your career." The system was not confused by the singing, it hated the iron for failing to make a steel path, "It's still for the purpose of retiring the engagement!"

Cherry-colored thin lips raised a smile, and Xiao Wutong's voice in the sea of ​​consciousness fluctuated: "One has no parents, and the other has no senior brother, you want me to obey a mechanical order to get married?"

The corners of his lips were still smiling sweetly, but the pupils under the hood instantly showed some blood.

"Delusion!"

Don't say that there are no parents and senior brothers by your side, just talk about the person to marry, it is not something the dignified Master Qingxu can bear.

Marshal Qi Chen, the youngest marshal in the alliance, has a prominent family background, outstanding abilities, outstanding looks, and a bright future. He is currently the most popular candidate for marriage.

Gender is male.

According to common sense, such a person would not determine his marriage partner through genetic matching, but the reality is that Marshal Qi Chen formally submitted an application for marriage matching the day before yesterday, and a system that is trillions of times faster than the central optical brain's calculation speed is on the other side. The moment the application was submitted, he happily told Xiao Wutong that his genetic match with Marshal was as high as 99%.

Unprecedented matching degree!

Xiao Wutong is the upcoming Marshal's wife!

Xiao Wutong didn't want to marry a man, but fortunately the system told him the result in advance, allowing him to remedy it.

The song was coming to an end, and the delicate lines on the microphone seemed to have been soaked in fine nectar and jade dew, making it more radiant, but at this moment, the singing stopped abruptly.

"Congratulations to the host, the popularity value has reached 5000 million!"

"'Self-reliance' task has been completed! Rewards are being distributed!"

"The genetic matching result has been modified!"

All right.

Under the hood, the blood in Xiao Wutong's eyes faded slowly, and clusters of pure smiles occupied all positions.

Mr. Feng's singing stopped abruptly, his slender fingers came down from the microphone, and his cold voice was accompanied by the sighs of an unknown number of people: "Then, that's it for today."

The live broadcast screen stopped abruptly, and then, the strange scene around it ended in an instant, and the wooden house became a wooden house again.Xiao Wutong ignored the fanatics around him, and just walked out of the wooden house quickly. The exquisite microphone was turned into ashes the moment he left, and the exquisite wooden house that was built was also quickly dismantled by the fans who came back to their senses. After a while, this place will be like any other place in the woods, without any unnecessary traces.

Humming an out-of-tune song, Xiao Wutong moved quickly on the top of the woods, and when he reached a place where there was no one, he quickly took off his cloak and gloves to put himself in the sun.

The half-length black hair hangs over his shoulders, and the brown pupils are as warm as honey. At first glance, it seems that there are fragments of sunlight scattered in them. Under the youthful and immature face, there are half obscure emotions hidden. He stretched out his hand to tie the long hair Zai, with a smile, let out a breath: "Calculate the time, by the time I go back, the marriage matching result will have come out."

"Unfortunately, if it was just a second in the evening, you would probably be the new Marshal's fiancé." The system said gloomily.

"Let's go back." Xiao Wutong ignored the system's protest, and started to rush to the Xiao family's ancient house in the middle of the woods, "I sang songs all morning, I need to replenish my energy."

He happily thought about the upcoming sumptuous lunch, but when he was about to enter the old house, he was stopped by the guard at the door.

"Sorry, young master, you can't go in." The guard said embarrassingly but firmly.

"But," Xiao Wutong frowned, showing a child-like aggrieved expression, "I want to eat now." In terms of physical age, he has just grown up, and he is indeed still a child, and his identity can also be called Lastly, young master.After all, he is also a member of the Patriarch Xiao's family of Cangshuang Star.

The main family of the Xiao family is a huge family, and their industries spread across all the planets above the third level of the alliance. The branch of the Xiao family on the first-level planet Cangshuang Star is the most powerful one among them, even without the strong influence of the main family However, he is also the well-deserved overlord on this planet, and Xiao Wutong is nominally the last heir of a branch of the Xiao family belonging to Cangshuang Star, but he is closer to the center of the Xiao family than other branch children.Because his father is the biological elder brother of the current Patriarch, the orthodox family heir, but died of an accident before inheriting the family, and this is the current Patriarch of the Xiao Family.

Because of this relationship, the two generations of patriarchs have a compensatory mentality towards him, and Xiao Wutong has no intention of usurping the throne. He lives quite comfortably in the Xiao family. It can be said that there are no serious family heirs in this generation of the Xiao family. favored.Therefore, it seemed quite strange to be stopped outside the gate at this time.

The guard was obviously a little shaken, he stopped Xiao Wutong just because of the order he just received, but he didn't dare to offend the young master: "Young master, what kind of trouble did you cause outside, it's rare for the Patriarch to be tough this time Come in."

Xiao Wutong pursed his lips, distressed and naive: "But I was just walking in the woods, I didn't do anything."

His distressed look made the guard's face unconsciously show a touch of kindness, and the seriousness he forced disappeared completely: "Then young master, you sneak in and apologize to the owner, and I will pretend not to see it. OK."

"Is this okay!" Xiao Wutong's eyes lit up, eager to walk into the gate.

"Of course not." A sarcasm mixed with a ostentatious voice came from behind the small pavilion next to the gate, and a young man came out. He was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with blond hair and blue eyes, and a handsome face, which was somewhat similar to Xiao Wutong.

Xiao Wutong's eyes fell on him, and the smile on his lips widened, and for a moment, it seemed to reach his ears.

But looking at it again, it was just the most common smile.

"Hey——" he dragged out his voice, which was obviously the most common tone, but somehow made people feel chills behind, "It's Brother Qishu~"

He smiled lightly, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, hiding in the grass, staring coldly at the passers-by.

"Brother Qishu, good morning~"