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Chapter 435: Invitation from Murong Feifei

In the early morning, the morning sun rises from the eastern sky, and the golden sunshine shoots towards the world like thousands of arrows. It leaves patches of golden brilliance on the mountains, rooftops, and streets. The lakes and streams are filled with crystal brilliance, and the world between heaven and earth

It suddenly became brighter.

In the living room of the ancestral house in Bilin Village.

Ye Xing was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, practicing the "Nine Yang Magic", when suddenly——

Just then——

"Dinglingling, you are my little apple, just like the most beautiful clouds in the sky, red..."

The cell phone ringtone suddenly rang.

Ye Xing, who was practicing, opened his eyes, immediately took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and swiped the screen of the mobile phone with his fingertips to answer the call.

"Hey! Xingzai, good morning. What are you doing?"

The second child's voice came from the phone, Xiao Lihong.

When Ye Xing was in college, he had three close buddies in his dormitory, namely the eldest Lin Guishan, the second eldest Xiao Lihong and the fourth eldest Zheng Yiming. The eldest Lin Guishan was a relatively honest person and worked in a company in Fu City. The fourth eldest brother Zheng Yiming opened a clinic in Fu City. As for the second eldest brother, Lin Guishan

Xiao Lihong aspires to be a screenwriter. Sometimes he is in Fuzhou and sometimes he may go to other places.

"I'm not doing anything, I'm just idle." Ye Xing smiled slightly and said: "What about you, screenwriter Xiao, how are you doing recently? I heard from the fourth child that you went to Beijing to develop? How is it? The capital is very prosperous, right?"

"Hey, please don't treat me badly. My life is really hard now, brother. The Beipiao people are not easy to get along with." Xiao Lihong said with a bitter smile on the phone.

Ye Xing couldn't help but be stunned. In his impression, Xiao Lihong, the second child, was quite talented. He loved to watch TV. During his college years, he often dragged Ye Xing and Zheng Yiming to discuss plots. Moreover, he was also a top student who graduated from the Chinese Department of Fushan University, so being a screenwriter was considered a good choice.

He spoke professionally. But now his tone seems to be in a very bad tone.

"Is it that miserable?" Ye Xing continued carelessly: "Why don't you come back and sell fish to me!"

"Get away--get out of here, you bastard!"

"Haha, selling fish is really good. You have a brother and I will protect you. There is no problem in eating spicy food!"

"Go away, even if I starve to death, I will not sell fish. My ambition is to be a famous screenwriter!" Xiao Lihong said on the phone: "By the way, Xingzi, can you do me a favor? I heard that you

With director Zhang Yilin——"

"Ahem, help, okay!" Ye Xing blinked and said, "Call Third Brother!"

"Hey, I said Xingzi, you--"

"Call Third Brother!"

"You're so - so good, you're so awesome, the third brother is the third brother, the third brother!"

"What did you say? The voice was too soft, I couldn't hear it."

"Third brother!!!"

"Hey, second brother, be good, how can you ask third brother to help you?" Ye Xing chuckled.

"You kid -" Xiao Lihong, the second child on the phone, couldn't laugh or cry. He paused and said seriously: "I heard that you know director Zhang Yilin and the famous star Murong Feifei. See if you can introduce them to me. I want to

Join their crew for further study. Nowadays, it’s hard to get into the screenwriting profession without a reputation. If I can join Director Zhang’s crew, then I should be able to get up faster!"

"Okay, no problem!" Ye Xing said, "I'll call Director Zhang later!"

"That's great, thank you. I'll treat you to dinner later. Oh, by the way, you didn't go to Murong Feifei's birthday party?"

"Murong Feifei's birthday party?" Ye Xing couldn't help but was stunned, shook his head and said: "I didn't go, I'm never very cold about such occasions."

"No, why don't you go? Many celebrities, directors, and screenwriters will definitely attend the birthday party for the famous star Murong Feifei. How about you go and take me to meet some people by the way?"

"If you don't go, it's a complete waste of time. And no one else invited me, haha, don't blame me, brother!"

"Dizzy, what's going on! Aren't you very familiar with Murong Feifei and Director Zhang? Why didn't I invite you? By the way, third child, are you reliable?"

"Of course I am reliable. Director Zhang asked me to borrow Xiao Erhei a few days ago to start filming the second part of "The Divine Dog Xiao Erhei". Do you think I am reliable? Just wait and treat me to dinner!"

"Damn it, here's the ratings report for the first episode of "Shen Dog Xiaoerhei". If this is the case, then it's really stable. Okay, no matter if it succeeds or not, I'll treat you, anytime, anywhere, even today!"

"Put it down, it's still today. You are in Beijing, how can you come back today?" Ye Xing curled his lips and said.

"Who told you I was in Beijing? I went back to Fu City a few days ago, okay?"

"Hey, if you dare, call the boss and the fourth child out too!"

"Well, we brothers haven't gotten together for a long time."



After chatting with his second brother Xiao Lihong for about half an hour, Ye Xing immediately continued to sit cross-legged and started practicing the "Nine Yang Magic" after hanging up the phone.

call--

suck--

Inhale slowly, and then exhale slowly. Inhale the clean air, exhale the turbid air. Between exhalation and inhalation, the Nine Yang True Essence circulates continuously in the body, endlessly, growing a little stronger every week, and as it continues

The cultivation becomes more and more refined.

Time passes bit by bit, the morning sun rises slowly from the eastern sky, and gradually becomes scorching in the sky, until it sets in the west, it is already dusk, and the day is about to pass.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding! You are my little little apple, just like the most beautiful clouds in the sky, your little red face warms my heart..."

The ringtone of the mobile phone in my pocket rang again, and the dynamic music of "Little Apple" reverberated throughout the living room of the ancestral house.

"I'm so dizzy, why are there so many phone calls? It really can't be repaired here on Earth!"

Ye Xing, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa and practicing, opened his eyes. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket with some depression, swiped the screen of the mobile phone with his fingertips, and answered the call.

"Hey, Uncle Lei Feng, how are you?"

A girl's playful voice came from the phone. The voice was clear and sweet, very pleasant to the ear.

Ye Xing couldn't help but be startled, then a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, rolled his eyes, and said speechlessly: "Girl, who are you looking for? Uncle Lei Feng has been dead for many years, you called the wrong number!"

"Hey, someone calls himself Lei Feng, and now he refuses to admit it. How shameless!" The girl's disdainful snort came from the phone.

"Hey, what are you talking about, girl? If you keep acting like this, your uncle will beat you!"

"Puchi, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. I'm celebrating my birthday tonight, will you come?"

"No!" Ye Xing said.

"Hey, why are you such a bad person? I finally celebrated my birthday and you didn't even come to bless me! It's a shame that I still treat you as a friend!" The girl's dissatisfied voice came from the phone.

"It's too far. Your home is in Beijing. How do you want me to get there?" Ye Xing rolled his eyes and made an excuse.
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