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358 The Ji Family Who Propaganda Can't Compete With Si Fuqing [2 more](1/2)

Master Zhuang is also unprecedentedly proud to have a genius disciple like Ji Qingwei.

Gu Huiyan refused again and again, which was Gu Huiyan's loss.

When the exhibition is held in the Western Mainland, he must see how Gu Huiyan regrets it!

"Really?" Ji Longtai and Mrs. Ji looked at each other, and were both surprised. "It's indeed a big happy event. I wonder which place Qingwei can get?"

"Of course, it's the first one." Master Zhuang laughed, "I saw half a list, the first one is "The Map of the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", which is not wrong."

Hearing this, Mrs. Ji was already smiling from ear to ear.

"It turns out to be the number one!" Ji Longtai was also very excited, "Qingwei is amazing!"

This is an international event.

If you can win the first place, you will stand out among all the art and literary geniuses in various countries and surpass the heroes.

"Where is Qingwei?" Master Zhuang touched his beard, "There is auspicious energy in the New Year, is she in good health?"

"I take medicine every day." Ji Longtai smiled bitterly, "I'm still the same as before, so I can only take my time."

Master Mingdeng first disappeared bizarrely, and finally, news came from Guanghua Temple that Master Deng had passed away, and several hosts had selected new hosts.

The new host has no friendship with the Ji family.

The Ji family invited him once, but the host left immediately after looking at Ji Qingwei, and could not invite him again.

In the Buddhist holy land, the Ji family dare not be arrogant, otherwise they will be plagued by karma and sin.

First, something happened to Ji Boyan, and the Master of Beacon who cared for Ji Qingwei also happened to him. Ji Longtai always felt that the Ji family had been in trouble these two months.

Maybe he was too careful.

Master Zhuang nodded.

From his perspective, you can see Ji Qingwei's shadow reflected on the curtain, and what was written at the desk: "Is she there?"

"The second joint exam for the seven schools after the New Year." Mr. Ji was very pleased. "Qingwei felt that he didn't do well in the exam last time, so he had to work harder this time."

"The genius is still working so hard, no wonder he is leaving the others a lot." Master Zhuang praised, "Then I won't bother you anymore. I'll come and visit you again when the invitation letter is sent."

Mr. Ji personally sent Master Zhuang out.

Mrs. Ji grabbed Ji Longtai's hand and was ecstatic: "Qingwei is really so promising, give us a face."

"We must publicize it well." Ji Longtai made a quick decision, "Let them all see that our Qingwei is so weak, but his strength is not weak at all."

Mrs. Ji nodded and immediately began to promote her sisters.

Ji Longtai was not idle either, so he prepared the new media publicity department of Ji's Group.

Just waiting for the exhibition to officially open, let Ji Qingwei's name as an artistic genius be widely used across the Internet.

Ji Qingyao

**

Here in Ancheng.

He had been away from the Yin family for more than 20 years at the beginning of the year, and Ye Zhenmian also left the family. He did not have the New Year greetings, but the family was also happy.

Ye Zhengmian's skills are very good, and Si Fuqing ate two large plates of dumplings.

"Qingqing, haven't you been to the temple fair yet?" Ye Zhengmian came over with two tickets. "This year's temple fair is quite lively. Take Mr. Yu to take a walk, but be careful of protection. Don't be photographed if there are too many people."

"Temple Fair?" Nian Yian heard it and raised his hand, "I want to go too."

"Don't go." Nian Tingchu said, "I just awakened the power of the evolutionary, but I haven't been able to retract and relax. I'm training with me and be careful that your wings really grow out during class."

Nian Yian: "…”

Why is his family so low?

"Okay, no problem." Si Fuqing also remembered Yuejian's words.

If she has more contact with Yu Xiheng, with her high IQ, she will definitely be able to discover what he likes.

He took the ticket from Ye Zhengmian, and Si Fu tilted to knock on the computer room door.

After receiving a "Invite", she poked her head: "Boss, are you not busy now? Are you going to the temple fair? I've packed everything you want to eat."

"Nothing happened." Yu Xiheng closed the computer, reached out to stroke the wrinkles on his shirt, and then turned his head, "Why did you suddenly remember to invite me to the temple fair?"

"Auntie gave me two tickets." Si Fuqing shook the ticket in his hand, "Yi'an wants to receive training from his uncle, it's just right for us to go."

Yu Xiheng nodded lightly: "So it was not your own voluntary."

"Hey, why are you speculating on people randomly?" Si Fuqing's eyes were cold, "If I don't want to do so, no one can force me. I clearly see that you have no one to accompany you, and you will sacrifice yourself to a gentleman."

Yu Xiheng's eyebrows moved, and he was slow: "I never said I was a gentleman."

"Let's go." Si Fuqing simply pulled his hand directly, "I even asked Sister Sang to discuss work tonight, so let's go play first."

Yu Xiheng's eyelashes drooped, and he looked at her hand holding his wrist, and his eyes paused for a second.

Then he took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it over.

Si Fuqing looked at her.

"New Year's money." Yu Xiheng looked back at her with a slight smile, "I'll go drive, you put on your clothes and get out."

Si Fu so he accepted it.

While putting on her clothes, she rubbed a handful of white and fluffy head: "Did you see it? The boss gave me New Year's money? Where can I find such a good boss? You actually want to tarnish the innocent relationship between us."

noob:"……"

The dog owner is out of salvation.

It looked at the cash in the red envelope with some sadness.

Why don’t you send gold?

I found out that it couldn't eat gold.

Xiaobai lay in his bag, and it decided that the wingman went on strike today.

**

The temple fair is crowded with people, with many special snacks and toys, as well as folk craftsmen performing.

Si Fuqing had a great time having fun and went home after watching a classical dance at 8 o'clock in the evening.

Before she could rest for a long time, she put on her coat and went to the studio.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Sang Yanqing was still working, but he stopped after seeing her coming.

"Sister Sang, you are so dedicated." Si Fuqing sat down, "You don't go home to accompany your family?"

"I don't have many family members, so I'm divorced." Sang Yanqing put down a glass of juice in front of her, "The New Year is over, and you have to start working too. On the seventh day of the Chinese New Year, the high school third year of Beizhou No. 1 Middle School will resume classes and conduct the second joint examination of the seventh school. Are you ready?"

Si Fuqing snapped his fingers lazily: "It's just a 750-point score."

Sang Yanqing: "..."

She looked down and continued to read the announcement plan: "The joint examination of the seven schools has been completed, and "The Demons" has also been broadcast. You have to cooperate with Starlight Channel to participate in a guest interview program, and other actors will also come. Then go to audition for "The Female General in the Country", and then shoot the art group of "The Birth of the Staff", and there is also..."

After listening for five minutes, Si Fuqing put his head in the pillow: "So many things, life is not easy, Si Si sighed."

"Okay, don't sigh. We won't go to the traffic route. I'll push you a lot of notices." Sang Yanqing hugged his arms, "Does Huo Shujun know? The year when she was promoted to the top, the notice was directly scheduled for two years. Your workload is already very small. Where is it?"

Si Fuqing held his chin and blinked: "I still want to play games."

Ji Xingzhi said that the customs office was finally released and her game cabin would arrive soon.

She could not wait to see the prosperous Xia Dynasty under Emperor Yin's rule with her own eyes.

"I almost forgot if you don't say it." Sang Yanqing pressed his head with a complicated expression. "Your team has entered the rematch with a record of winning all the time. The finals start in April. After going to Dongsang, you will have to film and prepare for the college entrance examination after the finals. You are really..."

Other celebrities are busy, they are busy filming, taking variety shows and walking on the red carpet.

Si Fuqing is busy, and various exam competitions are coming one after another.

Sang Yanqing had to suspect that this child was born to work.

"Dongsang..." Si Fuqing frowned, "I have to make more tales."

Dongsang is different from the Daxia Empire, and the Yin and Yang and the Five Elements are prevalent.

Even in the capital of Dongsang, floating spirits can be seen everywhere.

Although the Fuling Spirit is unwilling to leave after death and transforms, most Fuling Spirits have no memory.

After being controlled by Onmyoji, he will also obey Onmyoji's orders.

She fought with the four major families of Onmyoji in Dongsang many times in her previous life, and knew that their methods were very vicious.

Although Dongsang's Yin-Yang and Five Elements Techniques were obtained by the ancestor of the Tengshan family, who traveled to Daxia in the west, they had long developed their own paths over the years.

It cannot be underestimated.

Si Fuqing thought about it and decided to call Ji Xingzhi up then.

She poked him on WeChat.
To be continued...
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