No...should there be any reaction?

After Uncle Feng finished saying that he had not found out when Zhou Xiaoxing would return, he leaned back slightly and moved his feet slowly for half a step, no, a quarter step. The movement was light and the amplitude was small, so that he could see it as much as possible.

When I got up, it looked like it hadn’t moved at all.

Then he opened his eyes wide and carefully observed the expression of Wu Dehui in front of him. At the same time, his hands surrounding the latter did not dare to move. Even if he trembled a little because of the small movement of his head, he forced himself to be calm.

As long as he doesn't discover it, no one else will.

Even if it is discovered, it is not a big deal. If your hands are in the same position for a long time, you will inevitably get cramps.

Wu Dehui actually discovered it a long time ago. He had the same idea as before. As long as the news is not finished, there should be no big mood swings.

Besides, didn’t Uncle Feng break the bad news first?

According to his many years of experience in advertising companies, generally speaking, when there are two options of good news and bad news, you don’t need to pay too much attention to either one. Anyway, one of them is used as a foil, which is the same as the previous analysis.

Like the most expensive products, there is always a but.

If he is angry now, when he hears the good news, his facial muscles will stop working due to excessive sadness and joy.

Yun Luo was still sitting in the room. He couldn't have his face covered in bruises in just ten minutes.

The most famous book in the entertainment industry, "On the Self-cultivation of Actors," mentions that once a person experiences a variety of completely different emotions in a short period of time, and reaches a certain level, the brain will not be able to bear it and the body will faint.

Although Wu Dehui has never read this masterpiece, he always hears it from his old friend Li Chi.

Don’t get me wrong, he studied this book so carefully not because he wanted to be an actor, a director, a screenwriter or someone in a position related to exams, but... for the sake of being a better ditch girl.

As for the effect, I can only say that everything in the book is correct, and Li Chi would be wrong if he followed it.

In other words, it is better to believe in books than to have no books at all.

This is wrong, because Li Chi used the wrong idea. This book is still very useful for most people in the entertainment industry.

After all, geniuses are only a small number of people.

Thinking of this, Wu Dehui's slightly troubled heart became extremely calm. He blinked his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth in a small arc, and waited quietly for Uncle Feng to continue, with a smile in his eyes and an encouraging nature.

Ah this...

Uncle Feng's reaction was so unexpected that he blinked several times, trying to find the answer from the few days he spent with Sir Lin, Sir Miao, and Zhou Xiaoxing.

This was the first time he encountered this situation. There was no precedent before.

The answer is that he doesn't know how to react.

When he was in trouble, Uncle Feng's previous approach was to discuss things as they happened, without any thoughts of his own. Whatever he saw was what he felt, and what he felt was what he felt.

Let his body respond naturally and conditionedly. After that, if you have time, review it. If you don’t have time, then return to this simplest, most direct and effective method.

He glanced at Wu Dehui up and down, feeling that there was nothing wrong with him. He took back his hand little by little, moved his steps, turned to face the railing, put his hands on it, as if he had found a fulcrum, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.

.

Then he faced Wu Dehui again.

This time, I made an unexpected discovery.

Good news really became good news.

What he meant was that the moment he turned around, two people appeared in his eyes, no, three people.

One is Wu Dehui, who is about half a meter away from him. Over his shoulder, there are two other people.

A Zhou Xiaoxing.

An unfamiliar face. The face is so thin that it looks like a normal-sized pear that has been squeezed by the door. Although at first glance, his appearance is not impressive, this person has deep internal strength, strong martial arts, and an extremely stable base.

It’s Tiancan.

Uncle Feng didn't have time to analyze Tiancan's martial arts skills in detail. The corners of his mouth rose crazily, and there was a smile at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. Isn't this such a coincidence?

He had just used the detection spell to clearly feel that Zhou Xiaoxing was sitting in a car traveling at a constant speed, getting closer and closer to him, and it was unfathomable...

Just as he withdrew the spell and told Wu Dehui the news, the two men came up.

What a coincidence, so coincidental that Uncle Feng couldn’t believe it.

But the two people in front of him did come step by step. Zhou Xiaoxing took long strides and swung his hands back and forth happily, as if he was not walking to his own house, but walking on the red carpet of a movie.

Not to mention, after just doing this, the feeling of being a celebrity suddenly comes over.

Uncle Feng has never been to a red carpet event. He has seen it on TV. He has never eaten pork and never seen a pig running?

At a glance, Zhou Xiaoxing is even more handsome than Xu Wenqiang from Shanghai.

Tian Can on the side points his toes upward and walks on his heels. Every time he takes a step, he subconsciously looks back to check the surrounding environment. Sometimes he smiles, sometimes frowns, sometimes sniffs, and sometimes touches the wall, just like a thin brother.

It’s like following a boss to a relative’s house.

They are two on the left and one on the right, one loose and one tight, one relaxed and one open, one still and one moving, forming a sharp contrast.

Wu Dehui waited for almost ten seconds. Every second he felt that Uncle Feng was about to blurt out something, but the latter immediately stopped.

Uh...please, this is very annoying. What words are there? It's so hot that Uncle Feng will swallow it again and again.

He pursed his lips and just took a small step, wanting to knock on the railing in front of Uncle Feng to remind him that when he was young, he saw stars in the latter's eyes, the kind of stars that jumped up and down with joy.<

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Is the good news so good that Uncle Feng will cry with joy?

Uncle Feng gradually retracted his gaze from behind Wu Dehui, and when he turned to him, he suddenly found that the latter was observing him carefully, as if studying the exhibits in a museum.

Uh...

Did he do something that caused Wu Dehui to misunderstand?

If so, he will change it.

Without further ado, Uncle Feng held Wu Dehui's shoulders tightly with both hands. Ignoring his wide eyes, he turned him around. He felt that he should have seen the two people walking towards him. He quickly withdrew his hand and said softly.

, the good news came, and then walked slowly into the house.

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We are taught in kindergarten that good things must be shared with everyone, and so is good news.

Did he read it right? The person he most wanted to appear and the person he least wanted to appear were standing in front of him at the same time.

One is smiling, the other is wary.

"Good news, no, Zhou Sheng, what's the situation?"

Wu Dehui was stunned at first. When Uncle Feng walked past him, he suddenly woke up, waved to Zhou Xiaoxing desperately, squeezed his eyes, and said in a low voice.

When Zhou Xiaoxing saw this, his expression remained unchanged. He took out his hands from his waist pockets and stretched out his left foot. Suddenly he remembered something, and turned around to speak to Tian Can, who was blowing his beard and staring.

He just opened his mouth but didn't say anything. Tian Can took the lead and stepped in front of Wu Dehui.

With a bad tone and cruel attitude, he grabbed the clothes on Wu Dehui's chest and lifted him up with one hand.

"You brat, you didn't expect me to find you so quickly and tell you where you hid Yunluo, did you bully her, was she living well, was she hungry or cold..."

There were many words of concern for Yun Luo, but Tian Can didn't have time to say them. The man in front of him was like a lobster being clamped by someone. His limbs were struggling desperately, especially the two big lobster claws. No, the two hands were tightly clasped on Tian Can's body.

On the shoulder, it moved a little bit, and now it is at his throat.

This man didn't have any strength at all. He grabbed Tiancan's throat, which seemed like a serious blow, but in fact, it was like scratching an itch for him.

I didn’t feel anything special at first, but as time went by, I felt like my neck was being pinched so much that I felt suffocated. Tian Can shook his head vigorously, good guy, I didn’t get rid of it.

That’s outrageous!

Zhou Xiaoxing is here, Tiancan dares to attack so easily, has he not experienced the power of Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong?

Or, Zhou Xiaoxing, like him, only knows the moves in front of the Tathagata Divine Palm, which Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong doesn't know, or maybe he does, but he loses control at the critical moment.

He is very experienced in this matter. When he was studying before, in every major exam, he always did not do as well as usual. Now that he is working, the advertising planning cases he was asked to be promoted in every time, he did not do as well as nothing special.

The meaning of the case is strong.

However, this is unlikely for Zhou Xiaoxing. His body is always glowing with a faint sunlight, and when you get close to him, you can still experience the feeling of warm sunlight.

Unable to think so much, Wu Dehui's neck was about to be strangled by Tian Can. He struggled instinctively and stretched out his hands to hit the latter's shoulders. Just as he moved his fingers little by little to pinch Tian Can's neck, his throat was slightly

Can breathe a little air.

Help!

"Zhou Sheng, save me, Tiancan, let me go, I don't know what you are talking about... Zhou Sheng..."

Wu Dehui used all his strength to say these words. Then, his neck was squeezed tightly again, and the air was suddenly squeezed out, making him very uncomfortable, but he had no strength to cough anymore, let alone speak.

Zhou Xiaoxing stood behind him, thinking expressionlessly on how to save Wu Dehui. This Tiancan, everything he said to him before was in vain. If he didn't want to give Yun Luo the right to choose freely, he would kill his only love rival.

Death, what is the difference between this and kidnapping Yunluo?

If you are upset, don’t think about it anymore. Before Wu Dehui shouted for help, Zhou Xiaoxing put his right hand on Tian Can’s shoulder. The divine power in his body was activated instantly. He only needed to press lightly, and the latter’s shoulder was about to be crippled.

But Zhou Xiaoxing didn't mean this. He just wanted to have a word with Tiancan.

"Tiancan, Yunluo is in the house. If you really like him, you'd better stop now."

Tiancan's target is not Yun Luo. He can see her just by turning around. There is no need to go on a killing spree right now.

What benefit would killing Wu Dehui bring to him?

You know, if he kills someone in front of Yun Luo, even if the person killed is not Wu Dehui, even if Yun Luo has some interest in him, she will probably leave him immediately after seeing such a scene.

Zhou Xiaoxing did not elaborate on this level. It is as eye-catching as the sky. Wouldn’t he be able to notice it?

If this is the case, it means that he is in bad luck because, because of his own stupidity, he has pushed away someone who might come towards him.

Although in the original plot, Yunluo just didn't like Tiancan.
To be continued...