The top stream from the end of the world [entertainment]

"Excuse me." Fu Ziming took a step back, closing the door as he wanted.

But Marven Ye, who was sitting on the bed, narrowed his eyes and said, "Come in."

Fu Ziming didn't dare to make a sound, came in honestly, closed the door, found a bench for himself, and asked, "Brother Ye, can you accept the supernatural power?"

Ye Wen asked back, "If I can put it away, will I still be sick in bed?"

Fu Ziming understood that Ye Wen's power was out of control.

He understands what a fart, Ye Wen's power is out of control, what is he doing here, why don't you run away?

In case the lightning ball is slightly deflected, the world will add another incident of spherical lightning wounding people in the big world, and in the small area, his Fu family will be the last one!

Fu Ziming moved from his heart to the door.

"If you dare to leave, I'll throw you with lightning." Ye Wen said.

Fu Ziming moved back obediently, pretending nothing happened, "What's the matter?"

"My strength is out of control," Ye Wen said, "so I recuperate at home, do you understand?"

"Understood, understood, understood very well." Fu Ziming nodded his head, "You stay here and self-isolate, you are simply a kind person, and I want to give you an award on behalf of the company."

Ye Wen said, "I can't work recently."

Fu Ziming nodded frantically, "It's okay, these are trivial matters, don't worry about it, it's not too late to work on things like work, after you have a rest, I pushed all those announcements for you!"

"I'm sick at home," Marven Ye asked, "My salary...?"

"There is no need to consider this, triple the salary." Fu Ziming continued to promise, "No annual leave will be deducted."

Marven Ye finally asked, "Then my debt...?"

"No, this won't work." Fu Ziming shook his head without thinking, "It can't be written off."

Ye Wen didn't expect that when things came to an end, Fu Ziming was still clinging to the debt and refused to let go.

Ye Wen: Damn it, it seems that we have to find another way.

After Fu Ziming returned to Jiuchuang Media, he pushed all the announcements according to what he said to Ye Wen, "Ye Wen is not well yet, don't let him work."

The beautiful secretary was moved and wiped her tears, "It's been so long, Fu Shao, you have finally become tough and domineering."

However, Ye Fen, who was staring at the official announcement, was let go without knowing it, "What about the announcement?"

"Why did Ye Wen drop the notice!" Ye Wen's career fans were shocked, "Ye Wen loves work very much!"

Ye Fen: "Don't you know Ye Wen is sick? Do you want Ye Wen to work while sick?"

The career fan hesitated, "But I don't think Ye Wen's illness is very serious. I can check Weibo and play games with everyone. I think I can work?"

Ye Fen: "Maybe Ye Wen's illness can allow him to rest and entertain, but he can't work?"

The discussion up to this point was relatively normal, until the persecution paranoid Ye Fen emerged strongly and broke the harmonious situation.

"This is Fu Ziming's retaliation. He was upset with Ye Wen's Weibo post yesterday, so he hid Ye Wen while Ye Wen was sick!"

"What a vicious boss this is. He is so harsh on his subordinates, but turns around and has a party. He is vicious and extravagant."

"Ye Wen is so miserable. Not only is he sick, but he also lost his job. Facing such a boss who has made things worse, we must scold him!"

Ye Wen: Hey, this fan's guess is not bad, he is a talent.

Fu Ziming denied it categorically: I didn't, I gave you three times the salary.

"Huh? House arrest!" CP fans looked at the news and extracted the incredible elements, ecstatic, Ait Shen Lian, "This is sugar, Shen Lian came out to write!"

"Who is in Aite?" Shen Lian was circled, looked at Weibo for a while, and after understanding the general situation, he flatly refused, "No, this really won't work."

"Ye Wen is really sick." Shen Lian said, "I don't think I can use this to write articles. This is against the professional ethics of my fellow writers."

Shen Lian's fans, "Damn it, what did we hear, Shen Lian actually said that he doesn't want to write articles!"

"It's true that the sun is coming out from the west, the thousand-year-old glaciers have thawed, and the old trees are blooming. Fans will encounter everything after a long time." Shen Lian's fans wiped their tears and sighed, "Is it true that as long as you continue to be fans, one day Shen Lian will give up fan writers This sideline."

Shen Lian expressed doubts, "I'm writing, but it doesn't mean I have no conscience. Who do you think I am?"

"Unscrupulous author." Shen Lian's fan said indifferently, "It's just because we like you that we didn't say anything about you. We selfishly want you to give up."

Shen Lian: "Shouldn't everyone say they support my dream and help me realize it?"

Shen Lian's fan: "You are participating in an idol audition. If we want to be fans of the author, why don't we watch "Jinjiang 101"?"

Shen Lian: "..."

Cen Shao couldn't sit still. Ye Wen got sick. He knew the news from many sources, but he didn't get the news from Ye Wen.

Even though Marven Ye didn't tell him about it, he still wanted to go.

Cen Shao: My student is sick, and I am going to offer my condolences!

Fu Ziming came in the morning, and Cen Shao arrived in the afternoon.

Although Cen Shao still couldn't see the supernatural power, he was the first person to feel that Ye Wen's breath was wrong.

Cen Shao: This is not a simple illness, the disorder of breathing can be fatal.

Ye Wen: No, no, no, my ability body is not on me, so it won't affect it.

Cen Shao: The teacher thinks you are going to die, then you are really going to die.

Ye Wen:? ? ?

"What's going on?" Cen Shao looked at Ye Wen and said seriously, "Don't hide it."

Ye Wen didn't know how to explain the fact that his two abilities were fighting. He organized his words in his mind for a while, "It's not a big problem. From the perspective of division, they should not be repelled, but they are repelled from time to time. It's completely messed up now."

Ordinary people would not be able to understand Ye Wen's riddle-like words for a long time, but Cen Shao thought about it, decoded it in his mind, deciphered the real meaning, thought, and came to a conclusion, "Maybe your body is trying to Adapt to change your physique. If you no longer reject after this period of time, it will prove that this guess is correct, and I hope it will be like this."

"If not." Ye Wen asked guiltily.

Cen Shao said calmly, "I will lead you to find a way to solve this matter."

Cen Shao understood Ye Wen's crux, and talked to him for a while, telling him to rest at home and prepare to leave.

Ye Wen looked at Cen Shao's back, suddenly froze, and remembered something.

He seemed to have had a dream yesterday, but why didn't he have any memory at all?

Ye Wen thought for a while, but still didn't remember it. He raised his head and found Cen Shao close in front of him, "Hey, teacher, why are you back again?"

"Because I found that you seem to have something to do." Cen Shao said, pulling out a chair and sitting down, "What is it?"

"I just remembered that I had a dream yesterday that I couldn't remember clearly but the content was very strange." Ye Wen's face was a little confused.

Cen Shao nodded slightly, maybe if he didn't come to see Ye Wen, Ye Wen's memory of the dream would not be stimulated, and then he really forgot the dream, he asked, "Did you behave differently from usual yesterday? "

Ye Wen thought about it for a while, and said, "The only difference is that I started to lose control yesterday, but I didn't have any strange dreams afterwards."

"Then did you eat before you had the strange dream?" Cen Shao asked.

"Yes." Ye Wen said, "I took antipyretics."

"Take another pill." Cen Shao said, "You couldn't remember when you were alone before. Today I will be by your side to see if you can dream this time."

Ye Wen felt that what Cen Shao said made sense, if it wasn't for Cen Shao, he might not be able to remember that dream.

Although Cen Shao doesn't know supernatural powers, his realm has surpassed the level of artifacts. Even if he doesn't have surreal power, he himself represents a kind of conceptual power.

With Cen Shao in charge this time, maybe he can remember the content of the dream when he wakes up.

As for taking antipyretics, with Ye Wen's physique, the side effects of antipyretics can be ignored.

Ye Wen drank the antipyretic, and soon the dizzy feeling came over.

He skillfully found a bed to sleep this time, but was caught by Cen Shao.

"Teacher, what's the matter?" Ye Wen asked Cen Shao while feeling dizzy.

Cen Shao frowned, looked at Ye Wen, and seemed to have something difficult for him to understand, "It's nothing, I just feel that you are so light and flying away."

It is difficult for Ye Wen to understand the meaning of Cen Shao's words in his current state. He didn't understand, and only interpreted it to the level of plain language, and continued to say following Cen Shao's words, "I also feel that I am so light that I am about to fly , Didn’t you say you want to sleep, I want to sleep.”

Cen Shao let go of his hand, his expression was serious or sad, he regretted making the decision to let Ye Wen take antipyretics so easily.

Ye Wen quickly fell asleep on the bed.

……

Ye Wen opened his eyes, the environment he was in was unfamiliar yet familiar, and he was back here again.

He froze for a moment, supported his head, and recovered his memory, "My name is Ye Wen, and I am an orphan who grew up in Jinjiang Ye's Orphanage... I, I want to find Ye Xu."

Ye Wen sneezed, his body was a little cold, and he felt that he might be sick, but he still decided to find Ye Xu.

But this time, the orphanage was very unfriendly to him. He saw a lot of blood, and the faces of still intact people were full of fear, and the walls of the room were full of obscure symbols.

Everything foretells that something extraordinary has happened in this orphanage.

Ye Xu is recovering the soul, and complaining to the elf on his shoulder while recycling, "The small workshop company doesn't care about the energy of the soul, causing the world balance to collapse. Is there such a thing as arresting people to travel?"

"It's fine to catch people and travel through time, why is there such a thing as grabbing and accidentally losing people, people in the high-magic world are thrown into the low-magic world, and people in the low-magic world fall into the non-magic world..."

"What are you talking about? There is only one capable person in the whole world. Not only is there no way to restrain him, the world order will collapse sooner or later!"

Ye Xu was chattering, when he heard something, he turned his head and found that the person who came was Ye Wen, "Ye Wen, why are you...?"

Why are you showing up again?

Ye Wen could see the doubt in Ye Xu's eyes, but he was attracted by another thing. He saw a lot of corpses piled up on Ye Xu's side, and one of them was his. There were strange bloodstains, his arms twisted unnaturally, and his legs didn't know where to go.

The moment he saw his dead body, Ye Wen was gripped tightly by a sense of oppression that never came. He didn't want to do this, but this feeling of suffocation was not something he could get rid of if he didn't want to.

This time, Ye Wen was forcibly kicked out.