Somewhere on the rooftop of the Global Elite Sports Center, Liang De was sitting on top of a manned vending machine, holding a forty-eight-in-one Dream Flame in both hands, mumbling to himself as if he was psychically divination, but he didn't mutter for a long time.
Come up with an answer.
Li Zhixian listened to Liang De reread it several times and couldn't help but punch the screen twice in his heart.
The screen in the brain connecting the two worlds automatically made a "dong dong dong" special effect sound, and Liang De, who was addicted to repeating reading, was suddenly awakened.
Mr. Liang put down the pirated dream flame with a look of displeasure on his face and said:
"Brother Xian, what are you doing? You can use the cerebral palsy function like screen shaking. Are you a human? Where is your conscience? You need to be more moral."
Li Zhixian: "So who is that person? Is he very heavyweight?
"That's not true. He just changed the wood art rules, not Dongguo. It's just a name. Do you need to hesitate for so long before saying it?"
"I'm not hesitating, I just haven't found a good solution."
Liang De twisted the rosewood-colored flame in his hand, allowing Li Zhixian to see clearly the light and shadow playing on each side of it.
"You have also seen that these forty-eight dreams were created by Wood Art Guide for quick teaching. They mainly contain information about the knowledge and skills he learned from all walks of life in his previous life. There are only a few personal insights, plus I
It is inevitable that there will be some omissions when recreating dreams using the supernatural power of one's own nature... Hey, this is not a diary, it's pretty good that I can dig out his private life to this point by analyzing dreams."
Li Zhixian nodded, "I understand. You are too good at piracy. You failed in peeping. You are a villain in vain."
Liang De waved away the dream flame in his hand and said seriously:
"It seems that if you want to know a man deeply, you can't do it secretly behind his back. We have gone astray."
Li Zhixian rolled his eyes:
"If you're not sneaky, why do you still want to be an upright private life investigator?"
"It's not me, it's you."
"I?"
"That's right."
Liang De jumped off the vending machine and straightened his tie:
"Li P, since we are making a documentary about MYG48, how can we not interview the chief producer, Mr. Mu Yigui, both in front of and behind the scenes? This is the correct way of filming.
"Since we want to interview Mr. Mu Yigui, of course we have to ask about his past and present life and his old dreams and original intentions, to understand what influences he received in founding MYG48. This is reasonable."
Li Zhixian: "If you want to know, just ask yourself. You are familiar with him."
Liang De shook his index finger, "No, there are some things that are just not convenient to tell acquaintances directly, especially the very personal and sad past events.
"We mature men may tell these things to strangers on anonymous forums, but we will never reveal a word to acquaintances in private.
"There are some things that you would never say in a private chat, but it is different in a group chat. Even if you are an acquaintance in the group, you can say it as long as the person you are communicating with is not him.
"This is - "Decent"."
When he said the last two words, he spread his fingers and showed a book title with both hands.
Li Zhixian curled his lips and said:
"You know it's a sad past again? Apparently we haven't even found any information about the key figures."
Liang De closed his eyes, "Although I didn't find the key person in his dream, I more or less felt his emotions.
"I have realized that it is sadness."
Li Zhixian clicked his tongue twice, "Old Liang, I see that you and Mu Yigui are not close to each other. I am ashamed of the tacit understanding between you two. You should be the one doing this interview."
Liang De shook his head and said: "I said, I only have a good wish for Mu Yigui and don't want to get too involved with him.
"If I ask him relevant questions, it will inevitably involve matters about his hometown and his moral character. It would be bad if he thinks that I also have opinions about the company's senior management."
"Then you have no objection to the company's senior management?"
"No comment."
Liang De kicked the vending machine, put it into the Haina Magic Store, then put his hands in his pockets and crossed the rooftop wall, stepping on the facade of the teaching building and walking slowly down.
He looked down at the ground with no expression on his face. The floor-to-ceiling windows he passed reflected his swaying figure, as if there were many people moving forward together.
"Brother Xian, don't you have any questions you want to ask him?
"One is the rebellious masculine virtues determined to fight against Du, and the other is the initial awakening of the blood of piety. In terms of masculine virtues, I think you have many topics to talk about.
"Don't you want to know what kind of life he lived? Don't you want to know why such a man who was oppressed by women chose to help women before his death? Don't you want to keep in touch with him in the future and listen to him share his gains in exploring the worlds of male morality?
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"..."
"Lao Liang, do you know that your current tone is really like those Abomu who introduced me to blind dates? It's quite annoying."
Liang De: "Hey, I think you two are kind of destined. Let's sit down and chat, talk about you and him, just think of it as making friends."
Li Zhixian waved his hand, "Okay, okay, I'll interview you and you can eavesdrop."
"It's not eavesdropping, it's just listening openly."
Liang De, who reached the ninth floor, accelerated and ran along the wall of the teaching building, crashing directly into the hardened ground.
With a rumble, his figure disappeared, leaving only a slowly healing ♀-shaped hole.
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Mu Yiqi changed his clothes before the interview. It was still summer in the area where the elite center was located, but he put on a thick winter coat and wrapped a long scarf around his neck.
Facing Li Zhixian's somewhat confused eyes, he walked closer to the screen and turned around under the gazes of her and Liang De.
"I read the interview outline, and Mr. Zhixian mainly wanted to ask me about things in my hometown, and the stories that happened between me and my idol, right.
"This outfit is my special shirt. Whether I am participating in theater performances, handshakes, high-fives, or other activities, I always wear this outfit."
"Is this true all year round?"
"In that case, no matter how cute you look, you will definitely be regarded as a weirdo."
Mu Yiqi smiled and shook his head, "I may be a fanatical idol otaku in the eyes of others, but in fact I only go to live events in winter because..."
He pulled off his scarf and tapped his Adam's apple.
"At idol events in my hometown, no men will show up except for security personnel. There is no explicit rule on this matter, but it will be very troublesome if you are discovered."
"How much trouble will it be?"
"Similar things have happened before. A man showed up where he shouldn't have, and it usually ended in an honor killing."
"But you're going anyway?"
"Yes, if I didn't go, I wouldn't have met the person who changed my life... I'm sorry, I messed up the order of your questions."
Li Zhixian: "It's okay, just follow the rhythm you like."
"It was a national handshake..."
Mu Yiqi touched the scarf unconsciously, and wisps of rosewood-colored smoke came out from all around. He stretched out his hand to push away the fog of the past, and presented an old dream in front of Liang De and Li Zhixian.