Become Fuxi's second marriage target [Hong Huang]

You Le got up at five o'clock in the morning, and the first scene today started filming at seven o'clock. He had to finish his makeup before six o'clock, so he took Fuxi and Donghuang to the set early in the morning.

When Zhang Zezhou got up, everyone sat down at the dining table.

"Did you hear the sound of 'dong' last night?" Zhang Zezhou came to the dining table after washing up, and specially chose a seat farthest from Hongjun to sit down.

"I heard, didn't it come from Yuelao's room?" Nuwa looked at Yue Yixian and Meng Po.

It is more difficult for the couple to meet each other than the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. After all, they can get together for such a long time, and it is normal to have a little fun.

"No." Granny Meng's expression was as dull as ever, like a paper doll made by folks, both beautiful and a little gloomy.

"I heard it too." Yue Yixian said while scooping up soy milk for his wife, "It seems to have come from You Le's room."

Everyone understood, and there were ambiguous smiles on their faces. Only Yang Jian and Xiao Tian didn't respond, and they ate breakfast silently with their heads down.

"By the way, why didn't I see You Le? Could it be that I can't get up today?" Zhang Zezhou asked gossipingly.

"Leave early." Hongjun lowered his eyes, "You treat everyone else like you, no matter what you do, you only want to be comfortable for yourself?"

Knowing that this person can't do without him if he speaks a word or two, Zhang Zezhou curled his lips and didn't bother to talk to him.

Let him be proud first, anyway, Guixu is in danger now, if he can't think of a solution, let's see how long he can be proud!

Now that I have the upper hand, it's not because I'm inferior to others, it's just because the power of heaven and the subtlety of magic have made Hongjun feel at ease for so many years.

When the six worlds are annihilated and the heavens are in decline, what is the use of him as the Taoist ancestor?

Thinking that Zhang Zezhou had already figured out in his mind how he would deal with Hongjun when the six worlds were annihilated.

Thinking about his gaze for a long time, I couldn't help but cast a glance at Hongjun's waist.

Unexpectedly, he was caught by someone: "What are you looking at?"

Zhang Zezhou said casually: "I see you are annoying."

If You Le said this, it would be fine, but it would sound wrong no matter how it came out of Mo Zu's mouth.

Nu Wa looked playful, Yue Yixian and his wife met each other, and they didn't say a word in tacit understanding.

One of them is married, and the other is broken. For some things that ordinary people can't understand, they can see clearly.

It's just...it's okay for Fuxi to want a mortal. These two have been in conflict for so many years, so how can this be sung now?

Yue Yixian sighed silently in his heart, the current situation in the six realms is almost beyond the time of conferring the gods.

"I'm full, everyone eat slowly."

I saw Yang Jian got up with his arms around Xiao Tian who was playing games with his head down, and he went back to the room with his arms around Xiao Tian after speaking.

"Erlang is in a bad mood today?" Yue Yixian wondered, "He doesn't have a job either, so why is he suddenly in a bad mood when he's stuck in the apartment all day long?"

"He went to the Heaven Realm yesterday." Zhang Zezhou focused his eyes on the steamed bun in front of Hongjun, and then quickly put it into his bowl when he was caught off guard.

It should be said that none of the people at this table need to eat, and everyone who can live by drinking dew just loves this bowl of fireworks in the mortal world.

Hongjun ignored Zhang Zezhou's naive behavior. Daozu and Mozu became sincere because of a steamed bun. If it got out, wouldn't it become a joke of Three Thousand Universes!

"How do you know?" Nuwa looked at Zhang Zezhou.

"Yesterday we played games together, and we brought a letter from the Queen Mother of the West under the name of Xiaotian. I don't know what was written in it. Anyway, Yang Jian took Xiaotian and hurried back to the heaven after reading it." Zhang Zezhou used Chopsticks inserted into the steamed stuffed bun explained.

Hearing what he said, everyone thought it was the Queen Mother who ordered something important, and he was not happy.

This is normal for Yang Jian. If his uncle orders something, he doesn't want to be able to throw his face away on the spot and leave without paying attention.

But the Queen Mother of the West has a good reputation in the heaven, Yang Jian can not give face to his uncle, but has to give her face.

Everyone just thought that the queen mother ordered some errands for Yang Jian, but Yang Jian was not happy.

But they didn't know that Yang Jian's mood at this time was definitely not "unhappy" that could be easily described.

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"You Le is really Xi Rang... No wonder Fuxi wants to marry him no matter what."

Xiaotian wore headphones, bowed his head and played the game intently. Yang Jian hugged him, and while running his hands along his soft hair, he said to himself: "That's not right! If Youle is really Xiyang, Fuxi and Nuwa It's justifiable to take him back, but Fuxi doesn't have to marry him!"

Roaring in the game.

"Do you think it was the Queen Mother who came to scare us?"

"It doesn't make sense! Unless she's full!"

At this time, Xiaotian was still playing the game with full concentration.

In the end, Yang Jian couldn't bear it anymore and pulled Xiaotian's earphones: "Listen to me."

Xiaotian looked at the gray "failure" on the screen, and looked up at Yang Jian silently.

"You still have the mind to play games at this time." Yang Jian reprimanded softly, reaching out and rubbing Xiaotian's head indiscriminately.

"The queen mother can't lie." Xiao Tian said.

"She's too flustered!" Yang Jian said dissatisfied, "How many of them who engage in 'politics' are sincere and sincere?"

"But she won't lie about this kind of thing." Xiaotian quit the game, put down the phone and said, "I know this truth, how could brother not know?"

Yang Jian was speechless for a moment.

"Brother knows it, but I don't want to believe it." Xiaotian continued, "Even though I acted calmly and firmly in front of the empress, I'm still struggling in my heart, right?"

"After all, if You Le is not used to sacrifice to Guixu, the Six Realms may be annihilated. But, as you said to the Queen Mother, you can't do anything to You Le because of emotion and reason."

Yang Jian still didn't say a word, but hugged Xiao Tian even tighter.

"Brother, are you thinking that it is worth exchanging the life of a mortal for the lives of sentient beings in the six realms?"

Yang Jian:"…………"

"But brother is also thinking, after all, it is a life. A living life that has not done any heinous things. As far as the six realms are concerned, he deserves to die, but he has no reason to die."

As he said that, Xiao Tian reached out and hugged Yang Jian silently: "He is our friend, and he has done nothing wrong."

The sun shines in the room through the blinds, hitting the bed, and the cactus that You Le gave to Xiaotian and Yang Jian on the window sill grows a bit sleepy.

I remember the last time You Lelai laughed at him after seeing it: "It's a miracle that you can support Xiaotian!"

In fact, he is not considered a friend. He has lived for thousands of years, and he has only known You Le for a few months.

It's just a game of chess between his master and Tianzun, and the friendship between him and You Le is not very deep.

But...whether it is a human or a god, the heart is always made of flesh.

"Besides, I think that since the empress knows, Daozu and the others must also know." Xiaotian continued, "Since they didn't act, it means that they have plans in their hearts."

Thinking of Fuxi's unconditional tolerance and care for You Le, Yang Jian sighed: "I hope..."

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At this time, You Le was exhausted after the filming of a scene by the crew. He was lying in the nanny's car and listening to Dong Huang telling him about his itinerary for the next few days.

"This Saturday and Sunday will be two days off for the Rizhao series as always. The previous weekends were given to you to rest, but this weekend you won't be able to rest." Donghuang pushed the button on the bridge of his nose. With silver-rimmed glasses, he looked at You Le's itinerary that Hu Xiaoqing had just printed out in his hand and said.

"Do you have a job?" You Le half leaned on Fuxi's shoulder, feeling like he could fall asleep anytime.

I got up too early this morning, and I shot a "stunt" scene as soon as I came here. I hung the wire for a long time and was just let down. At this time, he felt that his soul was floating on the sky. What are you looking at? Everything is in a trance.

"Yes, four interviews and one magazine cover are not too big, but one variety show is bigger." Donghuang said.

You Le couldn't help sighing, although he knew that the itinerary was already easy.

Thinking about Ju Anju's dense itinerary that the Eastern Emperor showed him two days ago, he is simply at the level of a child's play house.

I have to say that even though Hu Anru is more scheming and her acting skills are the same, it is not unreasonable for her to be popular!

I really don't think of myself as a human being!

Although... she was really not a person before that.

"You can figure it out." Fu Xi replied for You Le, "In short, everything is based on quickly increasing You Le's popularity."

Donghuang frowned lightly: "Then do you want to take on a few idol variety shows? It's just... If you follow the idol route, the transition will not be easy."

You Le was already in a daze at this time: "I don't follow the idol route..."

Fu Xi stared at You Le, who was already sleeping confusedly leaning on his shoulder, for a long time, and after You Le's breathing became stable, he looked at Donghuang: "I don't care about whether he is transformed or not, I just need to quickly increase his popularity, as soon as possible Let more people really like him."

"Why are you so interested in You Le's acting career all of a sudden?" Dong Huang felt a little strange.

"Live for him." Fuxi said lightly.

Hearing that the Eastern Emperor was even more puzzled, the gods of the heavens and the monsters of the demon world hope to be "truly liked" by mortals. Fortunately, the power of faith can help them improve their cultivation.

It's just... How can You Le, a mortal, survive on other people's "likes"? ?

Even if I can make him reach the popularity of "nationals" in a short period of time, he has never built a temple project, and secondly, he has never had incense to worship... Can the superficial pursuit of mortals alone make him prolong his life?

Donghuang felt that Fuxi must have misunderstood something, and he felt that it was better for him to explain this matter to this "Human Emperor" who didn't understand mortals at all.

"You misunderstood. If he becomes popular too quickly without the support of his works, not only will he not be able to live a long life, but it may be short-lived."

Fu Xi: "What??"

"You don't know the twists and turns of mortals. Mortals are much more fragile than you imagined. Last year, two people in the circle committed suicide because of the pressure."

Fuxi: "..."