The number of Song Yue's fans is not much worse than that of first-line stars. He is also Fu Baiyun's manager. During this time, he has gained a lot of fans. He is very active. As soon as the news came out, he immediately received countless comments.

Carambola is brushing the same circle as usual. Actually, there is no new news, but the matter about Fu Boyun has been discussed too much. Although there is no new content, the comments are unreadable. The surrounding area of ​​the species is endless, and it has set off a wave of cultivation craze.

Yang Tao is in the second stage of middle school, and with her father's influence, she is somewhat interested in self-cultivation and is quite happy. After all, it is really too happy. Really, her desire to create has increased a lot. In an hour, a perfect fan art was released.

Yes, during this period, Fu Boyun and Cheng Xing's CP fans also rose, and Carambola was one of them, and they looked back and forth on the picture several times in satisfaction.

The picture shows two men in cultivation costumes. They look at each other from the air, their eyes are full of love. They are stepping on handsome spirit swords, and their sleeves are flying.

Yang Tao is satisfied, so satisfied, she can't even believe that this is her work, she fondled it a few times, then the voice of special attention sounded, and Yang Tao was shocked when she saw it, and immediately gave her far away Luochenshan's father called.

Yang Gong felt strange, why other people are obviously in the crew, he looks at Fu Boyun every day, but he doesn't know why he can't say a few words to Fu Boyun, how can he be so miserable when he is an investor.

Still thinking that I must know something, know something, and rushed forward as soon as I got excited, but I didn’t get a single thing, but there was something to gain. Fu Baiyun’s play really made people excited, aftertaste. Yang Gong clicked his tongue twice and shook his head during a wia play, it was so wonderful.

The toilet is built behind the washbasin. The conditions in the mountains are not very good. It’s a small room and it’s dark. If you stay in it and sleep, you’ll feel like you’ve traveled through time. There are still many mosquitoes, and you slap it Patted on the neck, the corners of Yang Gong's mouth turned downward. I really don't know why I came here to suffer. In fact, now that I think about it, those things are quite fake, hype, misunderstanding, isn't there a lot of people in this circle, hey, I'm all stupid.

Lifting his pants, Yang Gong was also planning to go back. The door was made of wood, a little tight, and it was closed after kissing it. Yang Gong was about to push the door to go out, when Lin Feng's voice came from outside.

"What, no, no, I'm not Bai Yun's apprentice, I think too, oh, those are just bought with money."

There was a trace of regret in Lin Feng's voice. Fu Boyun seemed to have many apprentices. Yang Gong thought of Lin Chuan, whose performance last time was impressive. He quietly approached, and Lin Feng's voice came again.

"I also want to be his apprentice, but do you know how pitiful I am? I don't have any spiritual roots."

The spirit, the spirit root really has this, Yang Gong's eyes are bright, and his mind of going back begins to waver.

It was also at this time that a phone call from his daughter broke the silence. Yang Gong was immediately overwhelmed by his daughter's urgent voice. He was still in doubt one second, but was confirmed one by one in the next second.

The author has something to say:

Good night everyone, I'm pretty thin today, [cough cough] I'll gain weight tomorrow

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