Paparazzi dressed as a shop boy

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79. Forecast...

"Shenshou Fang, this is a blank check. As long as you cancel Xinli's report, it will be yours." The fat middle-aged man with a greasy hair and pink face held a cigar in his mouth and pushed a check in front of Fang Xiqi.

"Haha, it's the first time I've seen a blank check." Fang Xiqi laughed, picked up the check and looked at it, "It really shines, exuding an irresistible charm~"

"This is just the beginning~" The middle-aged man saw Fang Xiqi's eyes glowing and a triumphant smile on his face, and said, "As long as you are willing to cooperate with us and plan more positive reports for Xinli, there will be more such checks in the future. "

"But—" Fang Xiqi put the check back reluctantly, showing a embarrassed expression, "Compared with writing on the check, I prefer to write on the newspaper—real words."

The middle-aged man's complexion changed: "Fang Xiqi, I call you 'Shenshou Fang' to save face, don't take yourself seriously. How deep is the water in the entertainment industry, don't let me teach you! "

"Boss Zhou is a tycoon in the entertainment industry, so why make things difficult for us paparazzi?"

"Hmph, Fang Xiqi, believe it or not, I will really turn you into a dog!"

"Fang Xiqi, congratulations, our newspaper won this year's 'New Media Award' because of the report on the 'Accompaniment Door' incident, please make persistent efforts to restore more truth to the public." A trophy was handed to Fang Xiqi, "This is your trophy."

Fang Xiqi took the trophy, touched his bandaged head, and said with a smile: "Thank you, President, it seems that this crash was not in vain."

The president restrained himself and said: "You should also be careful. Although the police said this car accident was a pure accident, the water in this circle is too deep, and the truth is hidden too deep. I have already greeted Boss Zhou, although he agreed I won't touch you again, and I can't guarantee that I won't trip you secretly in the future."

Fang Xiqi nodded: "I understand."

"Brother Fang, I use your attack to bet that Chen Xixi and Xie Feng are true love, and Li Tong is definitely using it to deceive people!" The little girl with Qi Liuhai clenched her fists, her eyes shining with determination.

"Damn it, you can bet if you bet, why do you want to ruin my reputation!"

"Fang Xiqi, as long as you can capture evidence that Chen Xixi and Li Tong are dating, the editor-in-chief of our newspaper will be yours..."

"Shenshoufang, these days, there are not many journalists who insist on justice like you. This era needs you..."

"Fang Xiqi, why don't you hurry up and get back to work..."

"Fang Xiqi..."

"Fang Xiqi..."

"Xiqi, what's the matter with you?" He Gui woke up early in the morning and saw Paparazzi Fang, who was always cheerful, sitting in front of the window with a serious face, half of his body was hidden in the shadow, looking a little depressed.

Today is the day of the decisive battle with Nangong Feiyu. Fang Xiqi has been fidgeting since the past two days, and has to confirm with him again and again within an hour or two——

"Ah Gui, is the Eagle Snake Art very powerful?"

"Ah."

"Will you defeat Nangong bitch?"

"meeting."

"really?"

"real."

The so-called caring leads to chaos. Paparazzi Fang, who always loves to be lively and gossip for fear that the world will not be chaotic, is worried for the first time in front of such a grand event.

But no matter how worried he was, Fang Xiqi knew enough was enough. After all, it was He Gui who was playing, and he didn't want to let his worries put too much pressure on He Gui.

Although He Gui felt that Fang Xiqi was overly nervous, he enjoyed the feeling of being cared for, so he didn't take it too seriously.

But now it seems that I have neglected the feelings of the little paparazzi.

He Gui smiled helplessly, Fang Xiqi really did not take the usual path, obviously at this moment, he should be the one to comfort him.

"Xiqi, don't worry." He Gui patted his head, "I will win." After thinking about it, he added, "I will torture Nangong Feiyu well."

"Agui." Fang Xiqi held his hand, lowered his head and said, "I believe in you."

"So, you're worried about yourself?" He Gui sat next to Fang Xiqi and looked at him.

Fang Xiqi was taken aback for a moment, not understanding why He Gui made such a statement.

"Xiqi, I used to be the owner of the inn, and you were the waiter, so I just asked about your affairs." He Gui spoke slowly, giving Fang Xiqi enough time to digest, "Now we are together, but I I still hope that you can keep your original appearance as much as possible, so if you don’t want to say it, I won’t force you. But I hope you know that no matter what time it is, I am someone you can trust.”

"Ah Gui..." Fang Xiqi looked at He Gui, "Did you know that I'm not actually from here?"

He Gui chuckled and said, "It doesn't matter where you came from, what matters is whether you will stay or not."

He Gui naturally had doubts about Fang Xiqi's origin. His behavior was too weird, so weird that it couldn't be explained by saying "from a foreign country".

But in He Gui's view, it doesn't matter where he came from, as long as he stays by his side and doesn't leave, nothing else matters.

"Of course I will stay by your side." Fang Xiqi said, but these words can comfort He Gui, but they can't comfort himself. He often dreams recently, dreaming that he is still in the 21st century, doing something in "Fruit Daily" His paparazzi master, the gossip of the eight stars, is occasionally praised or threatened.

In fact, Fang Xiqi knew very well that no matter how well he was in ancient times, he still did not belong to this era. The modern life with the Internet, media, and newspapers is where he belongs.

When he first passed through, he even thought about exploding again to see if he could blow himself back.

It wasn't until she fell in love with He Gui and found out that He Gui also liked her that this kind of thought gradually faded away.

Perhaps in the world thousands of years later, there is the life and atmosphere that I am most familiar with, but if there is no He Gui, everything that I miss will no longer be meaningful.

But recently, memories that haven't appeared in the dream for a long time have surfaced again and again, as if they are foretelling something. Fang Xiqi feels a little uneasy, but there is nowhere to express this uneasiness.

He tried to talk to Ruan Shaomin about his worries, but in Ruan Shaomin's view, crossing such things is a very rare thing. It is rare to encounter it once in this life, so don't expect to be able to wear it again.Otherwise, he wouldn't have been an oiran lady in Mantangxiang for so long.

Fang Xiqi's understanding of this is that this kind of person without a family cannot understand the sadness of a person like him with old aggression.

"Agui, when your decisive battle is over, I have something to tell you." Fang Xiqi said.

For Nangong Feiyu, this day is the prelude to his rise to the top of power.

However, life is always full of little surprises.

For example, early in the morning, when he left the customs with a happy face and prepared to meet the upcoming fame and status, his entourage handed him a newspaper.

Then the two big headlines made him feel a bit of bad breath——

This killer is not too cold!

The trick is the trick, the truth behind the fierce battle at the Sirius Water Village!

"What's going on? Isn't Fang Xiqi imprisoned by me?" Nangong Feiyu said angrily, why did this happen when he was in seclusion?

The entourage tremblingly said: "Small, I don't know."

Liu Piaopiao stepped forward with a smile, put on a coat for him, and said, "It's not surprising, Fang Xiqi didn't create the "Bagua Ribao" in the first place, and Tong Jiu from Lingxi Villa and Qingyun Town could all be involved. .But the most important thing right now, I'm afraid it's not the person behind the scenes, but the decisive battle between Xianggong and He Qingyi."

"Hmph." Nangong Feiyu snorted coldly, "When I win He Qingyi and sit on the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance, no matter if it's Lingxi Villa or Tong Jiu, I'll make sure they can't afford it." Turning to Liu Piao Piao said: "Go and put Fang Xiqi on him."

Liu Piaopiao softly agreed.

80. The Decisive Battle on Justice Platform...

On this day, the foot of Jiuchong Mountain was overcrowded, and the martial arts heroes bought melon seeds early in the morning and rushed over to occupy a good seat.

This is the pinnacle battle between He Qingyi, the number one master of the martial arts, and Nangong Feiyu, one of the most powerful candidates for the leader of the martial arts alliance. I'm afraid I can only climb to the top of the mountain to watch it if I get there too late.

However, no matter how strong everyone's gossip was, no one approached Zhengyitai within ten feet.Just kidding, master tricks, true qi flying around, if you are not careful, you may be affected, it is better to stay away to be safe, after all, you are just watching a good show, and it is not worthwhile to lose your life if you accidentally lose your life.

Fang Xiqi tugged on Ruan Shaomin's sleeve and looked at the heads all over the mountains and plains, his eyes were red: "Da Ruan, if you can sell a ticket for this competition, we'll do it~"

Ruan Shaomin said contemptuously: "Even if you sell tickets, it must be monopolized by the nine sects, three villages and four clans. It's none of your business~"

"Why, Ah Gui is mine." Fang Xiqi angrily said.

The corners of Ruan Shaomin's mouth twitched: "Then ask the people here if anyone is willing to give you a few copper coins."

Fang Xiqi looked at the piles of strong men with knives and swords, and decided not to care about the little money.

On the stage of justice, He Gui was dressed in black, holding a Canghai golden bell stick, and the corner of his clothes was flying with his hairband, exuding a murderous aura.

The star-eyed eyes of all the heroines in the audience: "He Qingyi——"

"So handsome—"

Ruan Shaomin: "..."

Fang Xiqi: "..."

Ruan Shaomin squinted at Fang Xiqi: "Is it you who hired these women?"

Fang Xiqi: "Reputation guarantee, absolutely not. Ah Gui belongs to me alone."

Nangong Feiyu was dressed in an indigo brocade dress, standing with her hands behind her back, her face was determined to win, and her face cracked slightly when she heard the screams of the women