818 The actor who was raised by my milk

Generally speaking, rich people always bring a few bodyguards with them when they go out, but Yan Jiu brought a doctor with him.

However, among the three doctors, there are two Taekwondo black belts and one Sanda champion.

In addition to the housekeeper Bai Shu and the driver Lao Ma, the minimum configuration for going out is to form a small group of six people, and to bring a bunch of first aid equipment.

There are eight cubic meters of people and things piled up together, not to mention the trotting bag that the rich like, even an ambulance can't fit so much equipment.

So Uncle Bai ingeniously bought a few RVs for his Lord Jiu—aircraft-grade metal casings and military-grade bulletproof glass. Except for the appearance of ordinary RVs, the performance is almost like a tank.

Yan Jiu has always disliked Uncle Bai for using too much force, but Uncle Bai can't rest assured just like this, as if his master Jiu is Tang Seng alive, let alone going out, if he takes a few breaths, he will be smelled delicious by all the goblins in the world. Scrambling over to take a bite.

Some time ago, Yan Jiu was in poor health, let alone going out, if the wind blows a bit, Uncle Bai would hold an umbrella to cover him, otherwise this person is like a kite, he might fly at any time.

But these two days are different. Since the first rescue, Yan Jiu's physical condition has improved beyond belief. Even the attending doctor said that except for being too light, she is basically a normal person.

Although Uncle Bai strongly opposed it, Yan Jiu only spent one day in the hospital for observation after the rescue, and was discharged from the hospital on the third day.

Two days later, he hardly ever went back to the nursing home. He just wandered around the city in a caravan. According to the list compiled by Uncle Bai, from three stars to one star, he ate at all the Michelin restaurants in the coastal city.

Uncle Bai was very worried for a while, "I suggest you go back to the nursing home to rest after eating this, your eating method is not conducive to health preservation at all."

Yan Jiu was notified of critical illness when she was less than ten years old. In her life, she only had to survive, not to preserve her health.

The doctor's golden sentence "Eat whatever you want, play whatever you want" He has listened to it for ten years, but he wants to eat and play, but his health is so poor that he can't even follow the doctor's advice .

Now I finally have a chance, of course I choose to let myself go.

Yan Jiu has a big heart, eating all the Michelin stars is not enough, and by the third day, he has already set his goal on special snacks.

He ate from the street to the end of the street, and finally bought a marshmallow to gnaw on.

Uncle Bai, who had endured for a few days, finally couldn't hold back his loyalty, grabbed the marshmallow and said, "Master Jiu, it's wrong for you to do this! You finally recovered, and you should make persistent efforts to recover soon. What are you doing now? What's going on?"

Yan Jiu's face was expressionless, her beautifully shaped lips were opened to the smallest extent, but her tone was uncharacteristically tough, "I'll eat you, wait for your death."

Uncle Bai is like the male number two who is brave enough to lose love in an idol drama. He opened his arms and blocked Yan Jiu's way with large characters, "You can't give up on yourself like this. The doctors say that your body is very stable. It's a medical miracle. You can't waste the miracle. Stop it." Eat, eat, eat, I've made appointments for ten specialist consultations for you, and you have to choose one to go to today no matter what."

"Don't go."

Yan Jiu still speaks without expression. It's not that he has a cold personality, but that he is used to living in the most labor-saving way. For a long time, he has turned himself into a lazy character in capital letters. He is lazy in talking and expression.

Uncle Bai took a deep breath, and it looked like he was going to hold back a ton of long speeches. Yan Jiu was too lazy to listen, so it was difficult to say a few more words to stop him, "If the doctor is useful, why do you need the crematorium?"

Uncle Bai was sweating anxiously, "You don't need to see a doctor. Didn't Grandma Dong introduce you to a capable man? Liu Banxian is not a swindler. I went to check the details. He really has a few tricks." , ranked in the top ten in the circle, and I really think we need to try it, if it doesn’t work, there is no loss, but what if it succeeds? It is already a medical miracle that you can survive the dangerous period this time , why can’t we create another fate miracle?”

Yan Jiu ignored him, turned around and bought another marshmallow, this time choosing the watermelon flavor.

The dense sugar silk melts in the mouth, and the refreshing fruity taste penetrates into every taste cell... Yan Jiu doesn't know what the marshmallow tastes like in other people's mouths, but he once lost his sense of taste, and it is already a pleasure for him to be able to taste the taste again It's a miracle.

Can't be greedy.

Set a small goal first: eat, drink, have fun and wait until death.

However, he has almost experienced eating, drinking and playing, and he is not sure whether he wants to have fun again.

For example, learn what the rich second generation should look like, and make yourself a pleasing star.

A small group of people surrounded the street corner five meters away, and there was a commotion from time to time.

"Precisely! How did you do it!"

"It's really accurate! It's too powerful. Is there any mechanism?"

Yan Jiu moved slowly, took a mouthful of marshmallow, and looked at the crowd with it in his mouth, because most of the onlookers were women and children, and with his height, he could see the inner circle at a glance.

There was a bearded man with a pipe in his mouth standing in the middle of the crowd, with a small potted tree beside him, a wooden box hung on the top of the tree, with hundreds of colorful cards in it, and a very fancy flower standing on top of the box Parrot.

Yan Jiu has been very casual these days, with no plan or purpose, and stops when she encounters something interesting.

A child in the crowd stepped forward and said to the parrot, "Hello."

The parrot replied, "Hello."

The child continued, "Do you know my name?"

The parrot nodded, and took out a card from the wooden box with a capital Y on it, and then another card with the pinyin "ang" on it, and the parrot yelled: "Yang."

The child opened his mouth into an O shape, and the parrot continued to hold the card, first "X" and then "in".

"Xin."

There was a low cry from the crowd, and the exaggeratedly shaped pipe in the hands of the bearded man made an arc of light in the sun, and the gold-painted four-dimensional beasts entered the audience's field of vision one by one.

He cleared his throat, "Yang Xin, born when the vegetation is abundant, Mu Yi Yang, Cao Tou Xin, little girl, your name is Yang Xin."

The child is young and probably doesn't know how to write his own name, but the parents couldn't help but applaud vigorously, "That's amazing, it's amazing! Can you read my palm for me?"

The bearded man raised his pipe, signaling to be safe and calm. The pipe was coiled around his palm, pointing right at where Yan Jiu was standing, "There is no chance in this world, only inevitability. Whenever you meet, you will never miss it. Young man, come here!" one time."

Yan Jiu was idle anyway, so she went over to have a look.

He walked through the crowd, calmly took a bite of the marshmallow, looked at the bearded man without speaking.

"Extreme things must be reversed." The bearded man suddenly said, "Young man, you have just experienced an extreme, directly from the bottom of the valley to the top of the mountain." He tapped the ground twice with the toe of his shoe, "Your height depends on the height you stand on." The breadth of what you see, this is a once-in-a-decade opportunity, you have to see clearly and figure out whether to go to another mountain or return the same way.”

These words were specious, but Yan Jiu was not really interested. He waited for the bearded man to finish speaking, then looked at the parrot on the top of the tree, "What's my name?"

The parrot immediately lowered its head to pick up the card. It thought it was another combination of pinyin, but this time it picked up a number.

It is a 9.

The bearded man didn't answer names and guess characters in a serious manner like before, but smiled slightly, and looked at Yan Jiu in a tacit understanding, then picked up his pipe and went to pack the props.

A teenage boy next to him came out to clear the venue, "I'm sorry everyone, Master has something to do, so I'll be here today first, and we will meet again by fate."

The crowd dispersed quickly, Yan Jiu was a little too lazy to move, so he just stood there, eating candy while watching the bearded man packing.

Finally, he ate all the glutinous rice sticks used as handles, and asked casually, "What's your surname?"

He didn't specify a target when he asked the question, but the bearded man turned his back to him and answered, "Miangui's surname is Liu. My friends love me, and they often call me Banxian."

Uncle Bai who has been on guard all the time: "!!!"

Liu Banxian? ? ? ?

Is it the Liu Banxian he was thinking of?How about such a coincidence!

Isn't this person in retreat?How can you juggle on the side of the road?

The superficial Uncle Bai felt that the difference between fortune-telling and juggling lies in whether or not animals are brought.

Liu Banxian twirled his beard, smacked his lips up and down, and exhaled a puff of smoke ring, "The great hermit lives in the city, and retreats in the city well."

Key words: retreat.

Uncle Bai grabbed Liu Banxian's hands excitedly, and was about to speak, but was stopped by Liu Banxian with a pipe.

He pointed at Yan Jiu, "I have some fate with this young man."

The implication is that it has nothing to do with you.

Uncle Bai consciously shut up, so he heard Liu Banxian say, "Young man, I give you two words: 'Follow your heart'."

Yan Jiu still had no expression on his face, but the slight arc at the end of his eyes showed a hint of a smile.

This uncle is a bit interesting, he doesn't talk much nonsense, and the word "follow your heart" perfectly fits his current attitude - do whatever you want, eat and die.

Uncle Bai: "Just... two words?" Why is it different from what Grandma Dong said?

Liu Banxian smiled inscrutablely, "Follow the fate."

Yan Jiu signaled Uncle Bai to make a red envelope, then nodded to Liu Banxian and left.

Following his heart, he decided to go for another bowl of ramen.

The ramen shop is very Japanese. There are only a few small tables and a long bar at the entrance.

Yan Jiu sat down at the bar, Uncle Bai sat on the left, two black belts among the three doctors sat on the right, and the remaining one stood behind to watch.

There is an old model TV hanging on the bar, which is playing a certain food program.

The host held a flour sieve in his hand and shook it symbolically, "When it comes to desserts, what do foodies think of? Tiramisu? Chocolate Brownie? Strawberry Napoleon or Vanilla Souffle? Or the super popular ones recently? What about macarons? If you can taste authentic French desserts without leaving home, would you guys be interested? Now the good news is that an international dessert exchange competition will be held in Jiuxiandian starting tomorrow. Thirty pastry chefs who have won three Michelin stars will come to the competition. In addition to senior gourmets, the judges will also have many popular stars. We will broadcast the event live. All foodie brothers and sisters, come and scan the QR code at the bottom of the screen to follow the official account , participating in the quiz, we will randomly select one hundred lucky viewers, and send your favorite dessert directly to your home..."

Yan Jiu gave Uncle Bai a wink, but Uncle Bai pretended not to see, "I think we should formally invite Liu Banxian, you know the allusion of Sangu Thatched Cottage, this time we have to show full sincerity and have a deep chat with him, I didn't believe in fate before, but today I..."

"Tomorrow." Yan Jiu interrupted Uncle Bai, pointing to the TV screen, "In the past."

"Where did you go? A game? Are you going to watch the game live? It's not suitable. It's not too close to go to the Jiuxian Store, and the studio is crowded with people and the environment is chaotic, so it's not safe, and Liu Banxian's side..."

Yan Jiu: "Sponsorship, change judges."

Uncle Bai automatically completed Yan Jiu's meaning in his heart: Greedy, I want to eat desserts, and I want to go to the scene as a judge to eat freshly baked desserts, but what should I do if I am not a star or a gourmet?Spend some sponsorship and get another one.

At the same time, Chi Ming received a pick-up notice, and the wigs he selected a few days ago were finally delivered.

But before he went downstairs to get it, he received a call from Shen Danqing.

"There will be an announcement tomorrow. Shi Dongfeng was originally arranged, but he can't go for the time being. You are the most free artist in the company who is qualified to be a vase to support the scene, so you will go instead."

"What announcement?"

"A so-called international dessert competition."

"Can you take my bald boy?"

"In principle, no, I'll ask an assistant to help you sneak in."

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