132 No one in the entire oracle knows NINE gods [1 more]
As a popular game, "Oracle" has become popular all over the world.
Some simple dungeons take less than 20 minutes to clear, so even if you meet them late and are celebrities who rush to make announcements every day, you can still take time to play a few games.
The D6 boy group and Star Girls performed on the same stage last year, and they met at that time.
After the stage ended, when they learned that Meng Xue and Cen Xiaosi were also playing "Oracle", the two groups passed a dungeon together.
The young man indeed remembered very clearly that Si Fuqing played as a pharmacist that time and was only responsible for adding blood.
The result is that she can't even play such a simple profession.
In the end, the dungeon was successfully cleared, and it was Chi Yu and Meng Xue who turned the tide.
From then on, Chi Yu, a loyal player of "Oracle", didn't like anything about Si Fuqing.
To him, turning a game into such a rubbish state is clearly an insult to the game.
"Hey, Captain, you are so serious." The young man was a little speechless, "It's not like everyone in the entertainment industry can play games. You didn't join the youth training team, and they all said that Si Fuqing has changed a lot. The most important thing is
It’s her looks... she’s very beautiful!”
Of course, he just said in his heart that his appearance was a few blocks away from Meng Xue's.
Not only Meng Xue, even several female artists who have become top-notch artists cannot compete with Si Fuqing in terms of appearance.
He couldn't wait to meet the real person and made sure to take a group photo!
"Okay, okay." Chi Yu lifted the quilt and sat up, still very impatient, "Then I'll have a meal with you guys in the evening, is that okay?"
There were only fifteen minutes until ten o'clock, and there wasn't much time left. The boy didn't say anything more and hurried away with the other team members.
Another boy laughed: "It's true that you knew that the captain didn't like Si Fuqing, but you still mentioned it. To be honest, if Miss Meng were here today, he would be so excited that he wouldn't sleep all night."
"Meng Xueren is quite good, and her business skills are good." Another team member said, "She was working with the captain and
"Does he like Miss Meng? He likes oracles." The young man shrugged, "Yesterday I saw him holding a computer, and he was talking about how he must go online every day to play NINE God."
"God NINE?" Several team members were surprised, "Isn't the news of his return really not a rumor?"
Just a dozen days ago, the game forum was suddenly full of posts about NINE. Every day, people said they saw the NINE god and an assassin who was neither human nor ghost, leveling up in a certain secret realm.
"Of course not." The young man brought up a post for several people to see, "Hey, did you see that someone took a photo of NINE God and his girl in the forest that day?"
"Nicknames can be faked. Apart from NINE God, which swordsman can get the title of 'One Sword, Fourteen States of Frost'?"
The reason why NINE is the legend of "Oracle" is that even though he retired from the game for more than three years, during this period, countless master players who played swordsman appeared, he still could not snatch this unique title.
In the entire "Oracle", there is no one who does not know the god NINE.
"Then we have to free up Friday night." Several team members looked at each other and said, "Go and squat at the door of the dungeon!"
Although I can’t team up with NINE God to play games, it’s still nice to take photos as a souvenir.
**
This side of Guwenwan Street.
The host came over and said: "Teacher Si, the D6 boy group is here. Please have a chat and we will start filming right away."
"Okay." Si Fuqing made an OK gesture and smiled lazily, "I hope today's shooting goes well."
The host also laughed: "The photographer just said that Miss Si has added a lot of popularity to our promotional video. I would like to thank Miss Si in advance."
Cen Xiaosi was nearby, but was completely ignored.
The girl complained about her injustice and said angrily: "Xiao Si, you are obviously the vice captain, and the company has also said that you will be the leader of the team this time. Si Fuqing must have gone too far. You are so overstepping your bounds."
Cen Xiaosi's face was ugly: "Why is she so proud? I still don't believe I can't find a way to cure her."
While the two were talking, the D6 boy band also arrived.
Jiang Changning glanced at him: "Fortunately, their captain didn't come, so you don't have to look at his face."
"What do you think of his face?" Si Fuqing raised an eyebrow, "I don't know him."
"Sister Ningning! A gift for you." The young man trotted over, "The hand cream I brought back from abroad is very useful!"
Jiang Changning was really not good at talking. He took it politely and nodded: "Thank you."
"Wow, Sister Qingqing! You have really become more beautiful." The young man's eyes lit up, "Here, I'll send you flowers. I just bought them."
"Very good. If you have a look, call sister when you come up." Si Fuqing blinked, "But I didn't bring anything with me. I'll give you a gift tomorrow."
"No, no, no." The young man waved his hand, "This is what a gentleman should do!"
The few remaining people looked at each other.
It’s over, this guy is a face-controller or a sister-controller.
"Okay, okay, teachers, we will be filming until two o'clock today." The host hotly clapped his hands, "Teachers, please take a rest for two minutes to conserve your energy."
There are many craftsmen on this ancient street, and they focus on promoting embroidery, clay figurines, paper-cutting and guqin.
At 10:10, the recording of the promotional video officially started.
There was a candy seller at the corner of the street, and everyone bought one.
Si Fuqing had just taken a photo, and when she turned around, she saw the boy eating the candy man directly.
She had a complicated expression: "..."
"Teacher Si, you don't know that he is greedy and his manager controls him not to eat more, so he only eats more when recording programs and announcements." The boy next to him was very embarrassed, "Because the manager didn't let him eat more."
If you interrupt it somehow, he can finish it all."
Si Fuqing took another look at the manager of the D6 boy group who was following the camera crew. The manager's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
"..."
What a smart kid.
"Oh, it's a pity that the captain is not here." The boy finished eating the candy man and said, "What a great promotional video. You can eat and play. Isn't this better than playing games every day?"
Si Fuqing also bought some things and introduced several types of guqin.
The host immediately asked the camera crew to take all the shots.
Cen Xiaosi held his breath and couldn't get a word in at all.
She was now certain that Si Fuqing was definitely pretending before, otherwise how could he know so much ancient culture?
"Boss, how do you sell this?" Si Fuqing squatted down in front of a stall and pointed at one of the clay figures.
The boss said casually: "Five hundred and one."
Cen Xiaosi couldn't believe it: "Are you a black-hearted boss robbing people like this? Five hundred, why don't you go and rob me?"
"What?" The boss glanced at her sideways, took another puff of cigarette, and said mockingly in dialect, "I see what you are filming, isn't it an Internet celebrity? With such a high salary every day, just one meal
Thousands, not even five hundred?"
Popularity does not mean national popularity.
These craftsmen are also old and don't watch current talent shows and online dramas at all.
They didn't know several of the top names in the entertainment industry, let alone Star Girls and the D6 boy group, which had only been popular for a year.
Cen Xiaosi was blocked until she had nothing to say, and her hands were shaking with anger.
It's true that she gets a high salary, but that doesn't mean she's willing to be taken advantage of.
Si Fuqing was not angry. She pointed to the lump of clay next to her with a smile: "Boss, how do you sell your clay?"
Seeing her beauty, the boss softened his tone and said, "Mud is not expensive, only ten yuan a piece."
"Okay, give me two dollars." Si Fuqing nodded, "Where's the paint?"
"The paint is also ten yuan." The boss weighed two pieces of clay, "Little girl, it's not my fault. This clay figurine is not the same. I have been doing this for decades, but if you want to learn, I can teach you.
you."
As he spoke, he took a puff of cigarette and sarcastically said: "The gap between people is really big. Some people are polite, and some people are polite."
Si Fuqing borrowed another utility knife, sat on the pony and started carving on the clay with the knife.
She moved very quickly with her hands and quickly sculpted the head, followed closely by the body.
The host was stunned as he watched: "No, it's not..."
It is true that they want to promote ancient culture, but the main purpose is to let the craftsmen here go abroad and introduce the traditional culture of Daxia.
Why did Si Fuqing just do it in person?!
The host was in a trance, remembering a sentence that had been on the screen recently——
[Teacher Si is a very capable person, and she will really take care of things personally.]
The boss sitting on the stool was so frightened that he dropped his cigarette and his whole body was a little cracked.
He recalled what he said earlier and just wanted to give himself a big mouth.
"Here." Si Fuqing kneaded the two clay figurines, "Ning Ning's is yours, this is mine."
Jiang Changning looked at the miniature version of himself in her hand and slowly raised his head: "What else can you, Si Fuqing, not do?"
Is this okay?
"Cooking." Si Fuqing said in a brisk tone, "That's why I say we are a perfect match, and together we are invincible!"
Jiang Changning was indifferent.
Here we go again, this scumbag.
"Wow, Sister Qingqing, you are so awesome!" The young man admired his starry eyes, "Can you pinch one for me? I'll give you money!"
Si Fuqing began to wonder if she had met a male version of Yu Tang.
But that doesn't matter.
Finally, the D6 men’s team members got a clay figure of their own.
"Teacher Si has great control over the show," the host exclaimed, "We must cooperate more with her in the future, and we won't have to worry about the show at all."
Today's recording ended successfully.
The young man reluctantly said: "Sister Qingqing, please remember to have dinner together tonight."
"We won't be here tonight." Si Fuqing declined politely, "I still have something to do and I will leave after recording."
She really just wants to lie down, but if she promises something, she must keep her promise.
The young man felt a little regretful: "Okay, we'll see you tomorrow!"
**
At six o'clock, Si Fuqing followed the address given by the old man and walked through several alleys before reaching his destination.
This is a very spacious yard, surrounded by the fragrance of flowers.
The old man was sitting on the rocking chair in the yard. When he saw her figure, he immediately straightened up and said, "Hey, girl, you are so on time. Come in. There are no rules in the house, so there is no need to be formal."
"Hello." Si Fuqing looked at the Feng Shui layout with a professional look, "Your place is really nice."
"That's what I bought here specifically." The old man took out the box he had prepared a long time ago, "Come here, come here, it's for you, don't refuse it, keep it, you can sell it."
Si Fuqing took it first.
"Oh, yes, you came just in time." The old man added, "My latest circle of friends is still short of a like. Please give me a like."
"Okay, no problem." Si Fuqing opened the old man's circle of friends and took a look.
The latest one is an ad that collects likes.
If you collect 30 likes, you can get a free large cup of milk tea.
Si Fuqing fell into silence: "..."
She looked at the embroidery needles and several rolls of thread that the old man had just given her, and then looked at the original price of the milk tea, and she was immediately impressed.
Sure enough, ginger is still spicy. She must learn this good habit of saving money and spending money!
Si Fuqing quickly gave the old man a like, then directly copied his copy and posted it on his WeChat Moments.
She didn't have many people in her circle of friends, and she had cleaned them up again, and there were no more than 40 people there.
And because Si Fuqing rarely posts to WeChat Moments, after this WeChat Moments was posted, the WeChat accounts of only a few dozen people exploded.
【Ji】:???Are you so poor?
Is this still the Onmyoji who has the best fighting ability? He is worse off than him.
[Pei Mengzhi]: Miss Si, I will ask my dad to give you money... No! I will ask my dad to buy the milk tea shop and give it to you! Thank you for your kindness to our family. What kind of milk tea do you want?
shop?
He should have given Miss Si more money in the first place. It's all his father's fault that Miss Si doesn't like vulgar things like money. Didn't you see that his father can't even afford milk tea?
[Jiang Changning]: Where are you? I’ll buy you a cup of milk tea and take it there.
Sure enough, she should still cut some of the grass her father planted and sell it.
[Feng San]: Miss Si, tell Brother Ninth if you have anything to do! It’s not necessary.
[Yu Tang]: Wuwuqingqing, you are so miserable. Uncle Jiu must have abused you again! I will help you beat him when you come back!
Si Fuqing: "..."
What follows what.
She responded uniformly.
【Ignore your words, like it.】
As soon as I finished replying, a phone call came directly in.
The two words "Boss" flashed on the screen.
Si Fuqing's cat was alert: "Hello, boss?"
"Come to Cross Street." Yu Xiheng paused, "There is a milk tea shop next to it, what flavor do you want?"
"I..." Si Fuqing admitted defeat and whispered, "Can I have a cup of passion fruit?"
"Yeah." Yu Xiheng's voice was light, "Big cup, I know."
When the call ended, Si Fuqing sighed.
She just wanted to experience the joy of saving money to exchange for milk tea.
If she posts like this to Moments in the future, she must block her boss
"Old sir, my family is looking for me, so I'm leaving first." Si Fuqing raised his head, "I'll keep this embroidery thread for you first. It's impossible to sell it. How can I sell the culture."
The old man's eyes narrowed and he immediately smiled: "Okay, go ahead."
After Si Fuqing left the alley, he went to the cross street mentioned by Yu Xiheng and entered a store based on the address he sent.
As soon as she came in, she saw milk tea on the table.
But that's not the point. There is a black gun next to it.
"Try it." Yu Xiheng raised his chin, "How about the weight."
Si Fuqing looked at the gun in silence: "..."
She remembered that when she applied for a bodyguard job, she said she couldn't use a gun. Could it be that her research on thermal machinery was exposed?
Having so many skills is quite overwhelming.
She doesn't want to work another job.
"Boss, I don't know how to do this." Si Fuqing walked over and picked up the gun, "The quality is good, give it to me."
"Well, I know." Yu Xiheng drank tea slowly, "So I will teach you."
Si Fuqing: "..."
Oops.
She never expected that her boss, a busy man, could be so "relaxed".
"Come here." Yu Xiheng waved to her, and said lightly, "Stop hiding, come out."
"Bang bang bang!"
There were several loud noises, and several people fell from the ceiling one on top of another. They all fell to the ground, looking miserable.
Feng San looked at the people on the ground: "Are you sick?"
Still hiding from the ceiling, pretending they are deaf?
"Brother Ninth, let me teach you." One of them jumped out, "You really don't need to worry about such a small thing. Why do you need to worry so much?"
"And if you can't learn it, you should open it. Brother Ninth, look at which of our brothers can't use a gun? This is the most basic thing!"
If you don't know how to use a gun and you have to be taught by Yu Xiheng, can you be a bodyguard like them?
The most important thing is that it's a girl, absolutely not.
"You?" Yu Xiheng put down the teacup and said calmly, "You can't teach me."
The young man was stunned for a moment: "Why can't I teach you? Brother Ninth, you know my spear skills!"
He's a sharpshooter, okay?!
Yu Xiheng's eyebrows moved slightly, but before she could say anything, Si Fuqing had already loaded the gun in his hand.
This loading action was very skillful, and Feng San was a little confused.
Doesn’t Miss Si know how to shoot?
"Actually, I'm pretty good at it." Si Fuqing held the gun, "So there's no need to teach."
"A little bit good?" The young man crossed his arms. "It's not enough to know a little bit. Do you know how much material this gun consumes? You have to be able to hit the target from a thousand meters away."
Si Fuqing moved his shoulders, picked up the gun, and pointed it at the farthest target: "Okay."
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Our Ninth Brother is really a very reliable person!
