When they heard George say that his hand was broken, Pan Zeyang and others suddenly changed their colors.
He stared at Ye Dong with a cold face and asked, "How could you do such a heavy hand? It was obviously just for fun, how could you break George's hand?"
Ye Dong sneered and said: "Didn't you just tell George to break my hand? I handed you back your words intact, why are you not happy?"
"You're talking nonsense! When did I say that I wanted George to break your hand?" Pan Zeyang's expression suddenly changed.
"That's right, we didn't hear Mr. Pan say that he wanted George to break your hand? You are a wicked person who complained first."
"This man was so cruel. He broke someone's hand and not only broke his hand, but also slandered Mr. Pan. It's so inhumane."
There was another round of verbal and written criticism of Ye Dong.
Ye Dong didn't bother to pay attention to them. He suddenly extended a middle finger to the clamoring crowd and sneered: "A bunch of mad dogs licking their butts, you performed very well tonight, I will give you a middle finger on behalf of Pan Shao.
"
After Ye Dong finished speaking, he put his arms around Fang Dusha's waist and walked downstairs.
Ye Dong's middle finger was like a heavy slap in the face, which made Zhu Zifeng, Zhao Guangdou and others blush.
After Ye Dong's back disappeared, Zhu Zifeng and others dared to take a deep breath.
"Fuck! What the hell? Who does he think he is?"
"Dare you fight with Mr. Pan? Be careful that Mr. Pan will kill you and leave nothing behind."
It was really evil just now. Faced with Ye Dong's humiliating middle finger, no one dared to make a sound. As soon as Ye Dong left, the hall immediately heard extremely unpleasant insults.
Ye Dong took Fang Dusha to the lobby on the first floor. The first floor was still a happy scene.
"Master Ye, I've finally waited for you."
Seeing Ye Dong coming downstairs, Makino trotted up to Ye Dong, his eyes full of surprise. He smiled and said: "I thought about it seriously just now. If a musical genius like you is buried, it will be a disaster.
That's too bad. Please accept my invitation anyway, and I formally invite you to be a guest performer at my performance at the Grand Théâtre de Paris in a week's time."
Facing the persistence of this little old man, Ye Dong was a little speechless. He said to Makino seriously: "Master Mu, thank you very much for your sincere invitation, but I have already told you just now that I am a doctor, not anything else."
Music master. If even an unknown person like me can appear on your stage, wouldn't it degrade your performance taste? Besides, I don't have time next week, I have to travel."
After saying a word, before Makino could react, Ye Dong took Fang Dusha's little hand and walked out of the hall.
Makino was stunned and said to himself: "How can a world-class piano master like you belittle yourself so much? Hey, hey, hey... don't leave, wait for me."
Makino trotted again, chasing after Ye Dong.
When the famous female singer not far away saw this scene, she was filled with envy and jealousy.
She thought to herself: "Why is Mr. Mu so ignorant? He doesn't invite a beautiful girl like me who is so moist and charming, but instead sticks his warm face to someone's cold ass. If Mr. Mu really invites me to Paris, even if I
It’s not a bad idea to throw yourself into my arms.”
Ye Dong held Fang Dusha's little hand and walked through the crowd, rubbing some oil on her body from time to time, which made Fang Lengniu feel angry.
She angrily said to Ye Dong: "You are such a person, why did you hit me so hard just now? You are just a foreigner, do you need to be as knowledgeable as him?"
"Why don't you get along with him? He's going to break my arm. It's just because he missed a move." Ye Dong said with a smile.
Fang Dusha sneered at Ye Dong's answer.
Ye Dong smiled and said: "Actually, if Pan Zeyang and the others are willing to put down their dignity and come to beg me, I can heal George's hand in the blink of an eye."
"Yes, I almost forgot, you are the descendant of the magic doctor, you can definitely cure him." Fang Dusha's eyes suddenly lit up, but then dimmed again, she said to Ye Dong with some annoyance: "You
The goldfish you gave me is dead!"
"The goldfish is dead? Did you stare it to death with your eyes?"
"You hate it! How can you say it was killed by my glare?" Fang Dusha said angrily, "It died on its own, okay?"
"Then why did it die when it was fine?"
"She was alone, without a partner, and her husband was cruelly eaten by a cat. She was so depressed that she eventually went on a hunger strike and died."
"Correct answer."
Snap!
Ye Dong snapped his fingers and said to Dusha with a satisfied look on his face: "So, you and that goldfish have already had a mental communication. Congratulations, you have finally taken the first step into the magic doctor's door."
Although Ye Dong said he was happy, Fang Dusha couldn't be happy at all.
The goldfish the two discussed was the one Ye Dong gave to Fang Dusha half a month ago. At that time, Ye Dong remembered that he gave it to Fang Lengniu along with the fish tank.
It is worth mentioning that Fang Dusha made a special trip to give her photo album to Ye Dong, although in the end it made Ye Dong very angry.
"I stayed awake for two days and two nights, watching her gradually lose her voice in the water. Do you know how I felt?" Fang Dusha asked Ye Dong with a sideways glance.
"How does it feel?"
"Life is worse than death."
After uttering these four words, Fang Dusha's mood suddenly became very heavy.
She suddenly remembered a Zen saying from the Buddha: "One leaf, one bodhi, one flower, one world."
Looking at the sad expression on Fang Dusha's face, Ye Dong said seriously: "Do you understand now? This is the medical principle of our magic doctor sect, changing from death to life. Death is death, life is vitality. Life
It has never really disappeared, it just changed its way and existed in the world with a new kind of vitality. Look at the petals flying, falling into the soil in spring, nourishing the earth, and the next flower season will bloom next year."
Fang Dusha frowned thoughtfully. The two people soon arrived at the door of the hall.
Ye Dong and Fang Dusha had just walked out of the hall when they met Pan Linxing.
"Is Shasha leaving? Why don't you play a little longer?" Pan Linxing said with a smile.
"No, Uncle Pan, I feel a little unwell tonight, so I'd better go back early," Fang Dusha said.
"Then since you feel unwell, I'll call Zeyang right away and ask him to take you to the hospital. This kid really cares about people without knowing anything." Pan Lin Xing made a gesture to take out his cell phone and make a call.
Fang Dusha said quickly: "Uncle Pan, no need, I'm fine, I just have a little headache. I just need to go home and have a good sleep. Besides, my boyfriend is with me, so there is no need to trouble Pan Zeyang."
Pan Linxing took a deep look at Ye Dong, and his mood became very complicated.
