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Chapter 147, Are you still practicing energy?

The attentive Song Jiajia was stunned: Why is it the 2001 version? Could it be that Lan Feiyang is now acting in a remake? But why hasn't even one episode been uploaded online?

It seems that I haven’t seen any notices about the program schedule from the provincial TV station and the city TV station? Do I have to wait until all the filming is completed and enough sponsorship ads can be obtained before broadcasting?

Liu Yan always felt that the makeup of the actors in the TV series was a bit outdated and the computer special effects were poor. Moreover, after watching three episodes, her hands were numb. She sat down and changed several positions. Since she hadn’t seen Lan Feiyang yet

When the old man in gray clothes appeared, I couldn't help but feel bored.

She clicked for a moment and looked down at Song Jiajia, only to see that she was happily playing the game of stealing food.

Forget it, I'd better ask tomorrow in which episode he appears and then watch it more specifically.

It's not that Liu Yan didn't want to call and ask right away and was willing to wait until the next day. It's just that she was a bookworm and a sleepyhead. Her phone was basically turned off during her spare time, so calling her was in vain.

"Which episode is it? It seems to be in several episodes?" Lan Feiyang touched his head, "I can't remember clearly. The filming of this film should not be finished yet, so don't worry."

Liu Yan stuffed the neatly kept gray gown and fake beard and wig set into Lan Feiyang's hands: "Then I'll ask you next time I go to the set to return the props."

"How can you be like this? You just forget about it after filming. If it were someone else, they would talk about it all day long and show it off. They would gather a group of classmates and friends to always pay attention to the appearance of their glorious image on the screen."

Liu Yan had no choice but to wait peacefully.

This guy was discovered by the crew when he went to practice Qigong in the suburbs on May Day and was recruited to be an actor (this was made up by Lan Feiyang on the spur of the moment). If he performed well, would he still be approached for any suitable roles?

Not to mention, if you keep going back and forth, you might even become a star in the future!

Thinking of this, Liu Yan couldn't help but beam with excitement for him.

"Are you a nymphomaniac?" Song Jiajia, who was waiting, couldn't help but stretched out her hand to touch her strangely, "Or did he give you some hope that he might accept you?"

Liu Yan, who was immersed in endless reverie and amusing herself, couldn't help but glared at her angrily: "What are you talking about? I thought of something funny."

Lan Feiyang still practiced Qigong in a low-key manner at night. He listened to each class in the morning and then went to bed. In the afternoon, he basically went to the sophomore classroom to sit in and practiced Jingqi when there was nothing to listen to.

After all, in those two months in 2001, because I was with Guo Anni at that time, I had less time to practice. Since the master worked so hard to get himself back, he can no longer waste his time easily.

As for Liu Yan's coquettishness and Song Jiajia's meaningful look, he automatically chose to ignore it. He already had the best and most beautiful woman in Bohai, so why did he care about other flowers and plants?

It was mid-June in the blink of an eye. Guo Anni asked Lan Feiyang on the phone what he did after school. She wanted to know if he had any female classmates he was close to at school.

But Lan Feiyang truthfully said that he was practicing, and she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. She didn't know whether what he said was true or not - was he afraid that she would mind?

"This semester is coming to an end. There should be many subjects to take exams? You should practice less, don't be too tired, and take more rest."

Guo Anni reminded, "In addition, communicate more with your classmates and don't just keep doing your own things. Let me know when you have a holiday and I will pick you up."

"Yeah, okay, okay." Lan Feiyang responded one after another, sweetly in his heart, "Sister Lian, besides doing yoga, do you also practice anything else?"

"What else are you practicing?" Guo Anni asked curiously.

"For example, practice kung fu." Lan Feiyang reminded.

"Do you think I look like a person who has practiced Kung Fu?" Guo Anni asked.

"What about Jing Qi? Are you still practicing Jing Qi?" Lan Feiyang asked unconsciously.

She had given birth to children in the past nine years, but the difference between her body and skin was not big. It should be due to the essence working in the body.

"How do you know that I have practiced Jingqi?" Guo Anni asked with a frown.

Maybe it's because Yang Lan taught her carefully, maybe it's because she's talented and smart, maybe it's because Yang Lan injects his own essence into her body every day to guide her, so that she can master the method of condensing essence and operating it faster.

Anyway, the night before Yang Lan disappeared, without the basic coordination of external skills such as flesh and skin, she had just practiced Jing Qi for more than half a month, and she had already mastered Jing Qi.

From then on, she always meditated in bed before and after going to bed.

But after Bai Haisheng and his death, she rarely practiced anymore. Firstly, she was too busy, and secondly, she didn’t know how to use the energy in her Dantian, so she felt uncomfortable after practicing too much.

However, her appearance and body have always remained that of a twenty-four or five-year-old.

But lately I have been thinking too much and I am showing signs of aging.

After practicing again in the first two days, she discovered that there was very little energy in her body, and it was probably all consumed and dissipated unconsciously. Therefore, she started practicing again these two days.

"If, if I told you, I saw Yang Lan in that special place, would you believe it?" Lan Feiyang nervously held the phone and did not answer the question, "Actually, I am also cultivating essence, just with you.

I didn't practice for more than half a month because I was attached to you. But you didn't practice for more than half a month either."

How do you say this? In 2010, it was more than half a month, and in 2001, it was also more than half a month. He spent time with her twice before and after, and it took the total time for a complete honeymoon.

In the first half of 2010, when they were together, neither of them practiced Jingqi, but in the summer of 2001, they worked hard to practice.

"..." Guo Anni could hardly think anymore.

Afterwards, she asked hurriedly and nervously: "Have you really seen him? Where? Why hasn't he come to see me yet?"

Lan Feiyang hesitated for a moment: "It's not convenient to talk about this now. I'll talk to you when I get back from vacation."

"Okay." Guo Anni nodded, "From now on, I will continue to practice Jingqi every day."

Liu Yan was very angry when she saw that Lan Feiyang had been lukewarm towards her since watching the movie that night, and had returned to his previous attitude.

But Song Jiajia was secretly happy. As long as Lan Feiyang was not interested in Liu Yan, then she would have hope.

However, Lan Feiyang is busy all day long. During the day, he alternates between freshmen and sophomores attending lectures, and he always sleeps in class. At night, he can't see anyone at all, and he doesn't know what he is doing. There is no chance to get close to him!

The blue sky entered the fourth space of the circle, and I saw that it was just like some places in the real world. Heavy rains and torrential rains were pouring, and water was growing everywhere. Moreover, the flood was several times larger than the reality, and almost affected the entire fourth space.

.The primitive people in the space were crying and struggling like ants in the flood. Lan Feiyang, who couldn't bear to see it, was busy rescuing them all day and night, digging holes in the mountains to drain the water for them.

During the day, I went back outside and occasionally skipped one or two classes to look for information on flood prevention on the Internet.

Soon, he became the saint and the representative of God in the fourth space of the circle. Many primitive people consciously followed him in the rain, using stone tools to dig ditches and build rivers to drain them into the ocean.

ps: I'm really sorry, because I'm slow in coding, it's very difficult to update twice a day, plus I have to save the manuscript and put it on the shelf, so I will update once a day in the future. I hope you guys will continue to support me!


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