The little Taoist became popular after being dressed as a cannon fodder

(one more)

"Brother Yu!" Xia Wenyu propped himself up with one hand, jumped off the stage neatly, and said in surprise, "Didn't you say... these two days?"

"After filming ahead of time, I rushed back." Yu Guiyuan looked at the sweat on Xia Wenyu's forehead, raised his sleeve and wiped it for him, "I heard that Sister Lin said you were rehearsing, so come and take a look."

Xia Wenyu asked, "Did you rush back overnight?"

Yu Guiyuan was slightly taken aback, "How do you know?"

"I've seen the news." Xia Wenyu leaned over and couldn't help touching the black spots under Yu Guiyuan's eyes, "I thought you had to go back and rest first."

"When your rehearsal is over..."

"That won't work." Xia Wenyu said immediately, "It's too early for me to end here, brother Yu, you have to go back first, by the way."

Xia Wenyu seemed to have remembered something, turned around and greeted his teammates on stage, and then dragged Yu Guiyuan to the backstage.

"What is this?" Looking at the carved wooden box Xia Wenyu handed over, Yu Guiyuan asked.

"Shenshen incense." Xia Wenyu said seriously, "I used to use it frequently. It can soothe the nerves and nourish the soul. Remember to put it on before going to bed."

Yu Guiyuan played with the small box in his hand, and smiled slowly after a while, "Little fish."

"Ok?"

"If you continue to be so generous in the future, don't be afraid..." Yu Guiyuan paused and stopped talking.

"What are you afraid of?" Xia Wenyu was puzzled.

"Aren't you afraid of being abducted? Huh?"

"Abduct me?" Xia Wenyu was stunned for a while, "Are you seeking your own death?"

Yu Guiyuan: ...

"By the way, there's also this." Xia Wenyu flipped through the pages again, "I checked the ticket for the concert, and it's not bad."

Yu Guiyuan raised his hand to take the ticket, and his finger brushed Xia Wenyu's fingertips inadvertently.

When he withdrew his hand, it was held by Xia Wenyu.

At that moment, Yu Guiyuan's body trembled, and the eyes that looked at Xia Wenyu also trembled a little more.

However, Xia Wenyu lowered his head, Yu Guiyuan couldn't see his eyes, and couldn't know what Xia Wenyu was thinking at this moment.

But soon Yu Guiyuan understood.

He felt a gentle force slowly pouring into his body from the place where he and Xia Wenyu were in contact.

what is that?

Reminiscent of Xia Wenyu's identity, Yu Guiyuan had an answer ready to come out.

Could that be... Xia Wenyu's spiritual power?

When Xia Wenyu held Yu Guiyuan's wrist, she actually considered whether it was appropriate for her to do so.

After all, Yu Guiyuan is a mortal, even if he is careful, what if his spiritual power is circulating around his body, he can't control it for a while and hurts him?

But after struggling, Xia Wenyu finally made a decision.

Without him, it's just the most thorough way.

Gentle and pure spiritual power slowly entered Yu Guiyuan's body along the place where the two of them touched, like a thin silk thread, penetrating Yu Guiyuan's meridians.

That feeling is hard to describe. Yu Guiyuan has also acted in martial arts dramas or fairy tale dramas, and in the basic setting of these dramas, both internal force and spiritual power are closely related to the meridian, but because the settings of the respective authors are different, There are other branches.

But it was the first time for Yu Guiyuan to truly feel this kind of internal force, no, it should be said to be spiritual force, the feeling of swimming in his meridians.

There was some itching, but the itching was not very serious, Yu Guiyuan could still hold it back, as time passed, Yu Guiyuan slowly closed his eyes, quietly feeling Xia Wenyu's spiritual power , The routes that have been walked in one's own body.

However, what Yu Guiyuan didn't know was that Xia Wenyu was more careful than himself at this time, the meridians in the human body were all over the body, waiting for Xia Wenyu's spiritual power to swim through Yu Guiyuan's meridians Finally, ten minutes had passed.

Xia Wenyu controlled her spiritual power and slowly withdrew from Yu Guiyuan's body, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He raised his hand and wiped his forehead casually, which was soaked with sweat.

"Fortunately, it's okay."

fine?

Hearing Xia Wenyu's muttering to himself, Yu Guiyuan also became confused, "Xiaoyu? Just now, why did you?"

Xia Wenyu took a deep breath, "It's a long story. The Qin Nanmo who was filming with you has a problem. He is... like a human being but not a human, a demon but not a demon, a ghost but not a ghost. I'm worried about him. It will work against you."

"However, it seems that I put a tracking object on him, which is not considered to be a warning."

"Qin Nanmo?" Hearing this name, Yu Guiyuan couldn't help frowning.

In fact, he was a little annoyed by this person in the film crew. Even though his opponent didn't have many scenes, Qin Nanmo insisted on getting close to him, turning a blind eye to Yu Guiyuan's impatience.

Yu Guiyuan didn't mind being scolded for playing big names and bullying young actors, but he was worried that if he really scolded Qin Nanmo, it would affect his state, and then affect the whole play, so he just ignored him.

But now it seems that maybe, he shouldn't...

After returning to the company, Yu Guiyuan was called into the office by Lin Qiu.

"Sister Lin?"

"Here we come." Lin Qiu extinguished the thin cigarette in his hand, and handed a stack of documents to Yu Guiyuan, "You can see for yourself."

Yu Guiyuan took the information, turned a few pages and raised his head, "Qin Nanmo again?"

"Again?" Lin Qiu's fingers tapping his knee suddenly stopped, "Why, did he provoke you too?"

After finishing speaking, Lin Qiu said again, "Look at my brain, if he provokes Xiaoyu, doesn't that count as provoking you?"

Yu Guiyuan just wanted to say no, but remembering Xia Wenyu's identity, he swallowed the words again. He really didn't know how to explain to Lin Qiu that Xia Wenyu really knew how to cultivate immortals.

Forget it.

Yu Guiyuan shook his head, and after turning a few more pages, he simply turned the pages from the back to the front, "Doing it on the day of the concert? Is this inappropriate?"

Yu Guiyuan asked, "Wouldn't it be a direct diversion that day?"

"I've thought about this too." Lin Qiu said, "It's just that Qin Nanmo's calculations were too good, and the time was just before Xiaoyu's concert. If the news didn't come out by then, he might have Guard."

Yu Guiyuan frowned tightly, "This is Xiaoyu's first concert, I don't want anything to happen."

Lin Qiu was also helpless, "Actually, I have considered this matter carefully. In fact, not many people pay attention to this kind of economic case."

"No, Sister Lin." Yu Guiyuan insisted, "At least, wait until the concert is over."

"If you insist." In the end, Lin Qiu was defeated.

"By the way, Miss Lin."

"What else?"

"How many tickets do you have for Xiaoyu's concert?"

Lin Qiu raised his head, "Maybe there are four or five more, are you useful?"

"Yeah." Yu Guiyuan nodded, "How many people are we going to send?"

While looking for it, Lin Qiu asked, "Where is Xiaoyu?"

Yu Guiyuan said, "His tickets should all be sent out."

Lin Qiu turned his head and said meaningfully, "I didn't leave it for you?"

Yu Guiyuan twitched his lips, took out the well-kept ticket and shook it, "The best seat."

Lin Qiu: ...

"Speaking of it." Lin Qiu looked at Yu Guiyuan, "What is the relationship between Xiaoyu and Fang Qingyi?"

Now, Yu Guiyuan was confused, "Sister Lin, you still don't know?"

"Should I know?" Lin Qiu pointed to the sofa beside him, "Sit down and talk."

After Yu Guiyuan was silent for a while, he suddenly said, "Sister Lin, if you think about it seriously, Xiaoyu was actually raised by Fang Qingyi."

Lin Qiu:? ? ? ? ?

She couldn't help reaching out to touch Yu Guiyuan's forehead, "You don't have a fever, do you?"

"All in all, things are very complicated." Yu Guiyuan sighed, "It's hard to explain for a while."

"Then you can explain slowly." Lin Qiu narrowed his eyes, "At least, you have to tell me the truth."

"Sister Lin, don't worry." Yu Guiyuan said seriously, "Fang Qingyi has no ill intentions towards Xiaoyu. If the other party seeks cooperation, he can agree."

"In that case." Lin Qiu nodded, "Then I understand."

After getting the concert tickets, Yu Guiyuan turned on his phone and switched to his own Weibo account.

As soon as he refreshed, he saw that the homepage of his trumpet was almost full of wailing.

"Ahhh! What kind of hand speed are you guys!"

"Single for 20 years, I have already practiced it!"

"It really scared me to death. It's only a second away, otherwise I wouldn't be able to buy a ticket."

"This broken network in my house is killing me! It actually got stuck! When I needed it the most, it got stuck!"

"I got it hehehehehe, I've already gone to see the hotel~"

Yu Guiyuan flipped through his followers, and sent private messages to several people he was familiar with.

Yan Che was also one of the unlucky ones who didn't get the tickets. She could barely drink cold water. She made perfect preparations to grab the tickets, but who would have thought that before the start, her house tripped... …

@yanche

I feel the malice of the whole world...

"It's too difficult to touch my wife, and I would be mad."

"My wife is not angry, the concert will definitely not be only this time, next time I will continue to grab it!"

What's even more exaggerated is that after commenting on her Weibo, there was also Ou Huang who came to post his votes!

Yan Che angrily "forked" him out.

But after the "fork", the fact that she didn't buy a ticket still didn't change at all. QAQ She pinched the pillow in her hand and vented wildly for a while. When she touched the phone again, her eyes lighted up slightly.

"Mrs. Evening Voice!"

Wansheng: I still have a few tickets here, do you want them?

Aggrieved, Yan Che hugged her chubby self: Yes!Want to!Woohoo, Mrs. Wansheng, you are really a god!

Wan Sheng: Give me the address, and I will send it to you as soon as possible.

Wan Sheng: If it's too late, you can come here first, and I'll have someone give you the ticket at the entrance of the concert.

Evening Voice: If you can trust me.

After seeing Wan Sheng's reply, Yan Che hesitated a bit. Although she looked familiar with Wan Sheng on the Internet, Wan Sheng was really too cold. Apart from posting some pictures of small fish, she seldom To interact with others, the most is to give some likes to some better colleagues.

It can be said that from the time he met to the present, all Yan Che knew were late voices in his imagination.

But Xiaoyu's first concert attracted Yan Che too much.

"Isn't this really a new type of fraud?"

While Yan Che was hesitating, she received private messages from several other gay friends, and like her, the others also received private messages from Wan Sheng, and the contents of the private messages were similar.

"I'm relatively close, so I directly gave the address of Cainiao Station, and I can arrive in about a day."

"I'm too far away, and it's very troublesome to go back and forth, so...Little Cheche, how about we build a team together? Even if we are really cheated, at least we can be a companion."

Yan Che gritted her teeth, and finally agreed.

"Okay! We'll contact you later!"

Wronged, Yan Che hugged her chubby self: Thank you, Mrs. Wansheng, I will go early! Mua!

After sending out all the tickets in his hand, Yu Guiyuan also breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and called Xiao Hong.

"According to these addresses, send these tickets as soon as possible." Yu Guiyuan said to Xiao Hong, "Find the fastest courier."

"Okay, Brother Yu."

"Wait a minute." Yu Guiyuan stopped Xiao Hong again, "When sending it out, it's best not to let the recipient know that it was sent from us, do you understand?"

Although Xiao Hong felt strange, she still nodded obediently, "I know Brother Yu."

When filling out the courier form, Xiao Hong couldn't help but muttered, "Aren't the benefits given to fans in the past all sent from the company?"

However, after handing over the job of delivering the courier to Xiao Hong, Yu Guiyuan looked at the remaining two tickets and was a little undecided.

Yu Guiyuan definitely couldn't deliver it by himself, otherwise he would be recognized in minutes.

"Then...who is it better to ask to deliver the tickets?"

The author has something to say: I caught the bug.

感谢在2021-03-2323:47:37~2021-03-2423:48:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Gu Liunian; 1 bottle of Mo Si'er; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!