Lu Ningsheng was stunned and couldn't react immediately: "What, what?"

"Sorry, I heard everything." Si Fuqing lowered his eyelashes slightly and smiled, "Teacher Lu has been in the entertainment industry for so long, and he would never think that his future would be ruined by something like this, let alone you really have

Talent is just a matter of accidentally falling into the trap of a villain, you just lack an opportunity."

Are golden scales just a thing in the pond? They turn into dragons when encountering wind and clouds.

"I, I only know." Lu Ningsheng used to hold concerts across the country and was used to big scenes. She couldn't calm down at this moment. Her eyes widened, "Qingqing, you said you wanted to invite me to sing for the Oracle's anniversary.

song?"

The player base of "Oracle" is so huge that even the princes and nobles of the principalities in the Western Continent are playing it.

In the past several IP co-brandings of "Oracle", the co-brands were all brands of the same level as RM and Lan.

Only Lan can perfectly reproduce several sets of top fashions in "Oracle".

It's a pity that these sets of fashions are not for sale at all, and are still sealed in the display cabinets of the Oracle headquarters building.

I have to say that the planner of Oracle is a genius. Even with the holographic game "Eternity" as inspiration, it is very powerful to be able to invent an online game like "Oracle" that is suitable for all ages.

"Yeah." Si Fuqing's eyebrows were casual, but his tone was serious, "I know people from the Oracle headquarters, and I just happened to log in to the game today and saw the notice of the official ninth anniversary song, so I will give him a song."

"Recognize?" Lu Ningsheng's brain was not full again, "Wait a minute, Qingqing, please let me take a moment, take a moment."

She leaned against the wall and breathed heavily. Suddenly she covered her eyes with her hands. She finally weakened and couldn't help but choke: "But my vocal cords..."

She went to well-known hospitals in various places, but the doctors said that she came too late and her vocal cords were damaged. She could sing normally, but it was impossible to perform on stage.

Lu Ningsheng no longer had any hope.

"I know a doctor." Si Fuqing held her shoulders and smiled, "He is an expert at administering medicine. Teacher Lu, don't you mind staying up late tonight and visiting with me?"

Lu Ningsheng raised his head, his eyes confused.

She couldn't keep up with her boss Fu Qing's speed.

Lu Ningsheng naturally didn't mind staying up at night, so she followed Si Fuqing around to a village.

Jiang Changfeng had just come out of the field and when he saw Si Fuqing, his expression froze: "Miss Si."

"I'll give you a performance." Si Fuqing said, "My friend, his vocal cords are broken. Can it be cured?"

"Vocal cords?" Jiang Changfeng put down his sickle and nodded slightly, "Okay, come in."

Jiang Changfeng was wearing a very ordinary hooded sweatshirt, but it could not hide his handsome features and extraordinary appearance.

At first glance, he is no ordinary person.

Lu Ningsheng watched the previous live broadcasts. She hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help asking: "Are you really calling top-quality medicinal materials grass?"

Jiang Changfeng: "...Hmm."

They are all medicinal materials, each medicinal material has its own name, and the classification is different depending on the year. It is more convenient to call it grass.

Lu Ningsheng's hands were shaking. For the first time, she had hope that her vocal cords could be cured. She gasped: "What kind of god does Qingqing know..."

Jiang Changfeng's face was expressionless.

He also wanted to know who else Si Fuqing knew.

"Let me take a look." Jiang Changfeng checked it first. "The problem with your vocal cords started two years ago. You should have drank some poisonous water at that time. This poison is chronic and will only erode your vocal cords bit by bit.

, so you can’t feel it at first.”

"By the time you feel it, your vocal cords have already suffered permanent wear and tear, and it's too late for treatment."

Lu Ningsheng recalled it, his eyes gradually turned cold: "Yes."

It was Mo Yufei who fell out with her recently, and she realized that everything was done by Mo Yufei.

When they were at the Hera Conservatory of Music, Mo Yufei had always taken care of her.

In just a few years, the people around me have turned into poisonous snakes.

The entertainment industry is indeed a big dyeing vat.

"But it's okay, it's only been two years." Jiang Changfeng said calmly, "If it's congenital, it will really take a lot of effort."

He took out a few more silver needles and sterilized them with fire.

A few minutes later, Jiang Changfeng said: "Okay, the poison has been removed for you. You can fully recover from the rest by drinking the medicine for a few days."

Lu Ningsheng touched his throat, a little disbelieving: "Really, is it really better?"

She was finally able to stand on the concert stage again?!

After trying her voice, Lu Ningsheng almost cried with joy after discovering that she could indeed hit high notes.

She hugged Si Fuqing and couldn't stop her tears from flowing: "Qingqing, thank you, thank you so much."

"It's okay." Si Fuqing patted her back, "You also helped me, please reciprocate."

Jiang Changfeng pursed his lips slightly and his eyes deepened a bit.

Everyone who plays "Eternity" says that the ghost-hand doctor only saves people when they are about to die.

But she herself can bear the word "helpful".

Si Fuqing is really a complex of contradictions.

"Doctor Jiang, this is the medical fee, you must accept it." Lu Ningsheng calmed down his excitement, handed over a card, and thanked him again, "Yes, it may not be enough, but this is all my current savings.

"

She spent a lot of money to treat her vocal cords. She has not had much work in the past two years, and her life can be said to be in a tight state.

"No need, it's just a minor illness." Jiang Changfeng said lightly, "I didn't do much."

Then she remembered that people in this village casually gave away a medicinal plant worth half a million yuan, and Lu Ningsheng said: "..."

She silently took the card back.

What kind of village is this?!

"I won't give you any benefits." Si Fuqing raised his eyebrows and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Anyway, you already got it from my teacher."

When she couldn't see how Fang Mingquan became brain dead?

Jiang Changfeng: "..."

"But you did a good job, so I won't argue with you this time." Si Fuqing waved his hand, "I'm also afraid that the old man will go crazy if he keeps getting no information from me, and other people have no chance and are not reliable. You

If you still want medicinal herbs, just go in and get some, there are plenty in there, it’ll be fine.”

Jiang Changfeng stood up and replied, pinching his eyebrows.

Looking at Fang Mingquan's miserable condition, he didn't want to run into the Lord of Ghost Valley.

**

Early the next morning.

The program team went overseas.

It was the first time to shoot at sea, and the guests were quite excited.

Yuan Heping leaned on the railing and watched: "In the past, the Daxia River Road used to be from here, right? This used to be a battlefield."

"Yes." Shen Xiuwen nodded, "Many people were buried in Nanwuhai. In the past, it was a real war, and now it can't be filmed in movies and TV series."

"It is said that the Onmyoji of Dongsang failed to attack Dongzhou and chose to take a detour by sea." Si Fuqing said unhurriedly, "They once summoned the Hundred Ghosts at Night here, so there is something wrong with this seabed.

There are less undead."

"They keep floating, just waiting to pull the scapegoat into the sea. Teacher Mo, don't get so close there, be careful of being pulled down."

It happened that the hull of the ship tilted at this moment, and a huge wave hit the bow of the ship.

Mo Yufei's body went cold, she let out a scream, fell a few steps, lost her balance, and fell to the ground.

This caused some astonishment among the other guests.

The viewers in the live broadcast room were also baffled.

[Mo Yufei is a bit timid, everyone knows that Si Fuqing is telling stories.]

[And I’ve heard this story too. Mo Yu screamed something, it scared me. 】

[I suspect that the person who entered He Yu’s room was Mo Yufei! I’m waiting for their company’s press conference in a few days.]

"Teacher Mo, these are all lies. What are you afraid of?" Si Fuqing stretched out a hand towards her and smiled slightly, "There is an old saying in our country, if you don't do anything wrong, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

, as long as you don’t do anything, how can the undead find you?”

"What's more, this is the burial place of our Daxia soldiers. With them suppressing them, who dares to invade?"

After Mo Yufei calmed down, her eyes turned cold.

A new popular idol was actually warning her?

It’s simply a matter of life and death!

Do you think that once you have fans and traffic, you can become arrogant in the entertainment industry?
To be continued...