It is said that the actor is very cold

After finishing the 2.0 cross-server chat with Li Hao, Yan Ze looked out the window and continued to think about Li Hao.

He has been raising the Eight Kings for a while, so he naturally knows the little turtle's various problems like what he learned. Now Li Hao is changing the water for the Eight Kings, and he is probably very tired.For some reason, Yan Ze suddenly felt in a good mood.

What should I bring Li Hao and the Eight Kings when I go back?He rubbed his chin, Eight Kings should bring some snacks that turtles can eat, Li Hao's words... By the way, what does the other party like more?

At this time, Yan Ze has not realized that the misunderstanding between him and Li Hao seems to have deepened...

Yan Ze thought about it for a while in the car, and finally gave up thinking about it, and directly sent another text message to Li Hao, asking him what he likes.

The other side returned quickly.

Li Hao: Anything is fine, as long as it is practical.By the way, why don't you bring a camera back?

Yan Ze: Cameras can be bought anywhere.

Li Hao: But the camera is the most practical one in my opinion.

Yan Ze: Why a camera?

Li Hao: It’s convenient to shoot you!

Yan Ze: "..."

He coughed dryly, feeling inexplicably embarrassed, always feeling that Li Hao was flirting with him.

Not long after, Xiang Yilin's car finally arrived at its destination - a private hospital in the city center.

After getting off the car with Xiang Yilin, Yan Ze didn't delay, and followed Xiang Yilin straight to the ward where the unlucky private detective was staying.

"Before, the detective was sent to the People's Hospital in the city center. Later, considering that his condition was too special, and it was inconvenient for outsiders to see him when the master of the Daoist Association examined him, I asked my staff to transfer him to the hospital. Came here."

While walking, Xiang Yilin explained the current situation of the unlucky detective to Yan Ze.

Yan Ze pondered for a moment: "The master of the Taoist Association?"

Xiang Yilin nodded: "I have already told you about the Dao Association... Although the aura is fading and the mystic arts are declining, there are still many genuine mystic masters. This master is ours. The best of the younger generation of the Daoist Association..."

While the two were talking, Xiang Yilin brought Yan Ze to the private detective's ward.

Xiang Yilin stretched out his hand, knocked on the door politely, and asked, "Master, are you there?"

A rather arrogant voice came from the room: "Not here, get out."

Xiang Yilin: "..." Grass!

Yan Ze raised his eyebrows, but he directly twisted the doorknob and pulled the door of the ward open.

After he and Xiang Yilin entered the door, the people in the room were furious: "Grass, didn't I say I'm not here? What the hell are you doing here, Xiang Yilin?" Seeing that Xiang Yilin was not alone, he was accompanied by a Tall and tall and handsome, the person who made the statement added another sentence, "If you want to engage in unspoken rules, what kind of ward play can you go to another place to play, I'm not interested in watching live G`V."

Yan Ze raised his eyebrows even more.

Xiang Yilin explained to Yan Ze with an embarrassing expression: "Don't mind, Master, he is such a dog." He breathed out, and angrily raised his middle finger at the master in the room, "Qian Yuwen, you Don't slander people, am I the kind of person who can sneak `rule little stars? This is the Mr. Yan Ze I told you before."

Hearing this, the "Master" who was staying in the room raised his head and glanced at Yan Ze contemptuously.

Yan Ze noticed that at this time the other party was actually lying on the vacated bed in the double ward with a tablet in his hand.

He seemed to be playing a game, and from time to time there was a noisy sound coming from the tablet, which was very ear-piercing.

Yan Ze turned his head and glanced at the unlucky detective lying on the other bed, pale and sweating profusely because of the nightmare... For some reason, Yan Ze felt that the unlucky detective would never wake up , part of it may come from the "master" who is lying on the bed and playing games.

Regardless of how bad this so-called "master" is, at least this character is definitely not good.

Xiang Yilin wiped his forehead, which was getting higher and higher, and continued to awkwardly introduce the master of the game to Yan Ze: "This is Qian Yuwen, a young talent in our Daoist Association. I may not have followed You said that when I was a child, the five elements of my name were not good, and I was always troubled by many disasters. It was Qian Yuwen's father who changed my name for me. In addition, my younger brother Xiang Xidong also learned the mystical arts from Qian Yuwen's father. Qian Yuwen He can be regarded as his senior brother."

Yan Ze: "So it's nepotism."

Xiang Yilin: "..."

Qian Yuwen who was lying on the bed snorted disdainfully.

He played with his tablet and looked at Yan Ze disdainfully: "Stop joking, it's nepotism, you know, really, this bald man named Xiang is the real nepotism. Without me and my father supporting him , He thought he could build that Lao Shizi's Daoist Association, and he even managed to get a vice-chairman's seat?"

Xiang Yilin was furious: "Who the hell is bald!" He touched his hairline, "My hair is very thick!"

Yan Ze: "..."

And outside the door.

Xiang Xidong, who had been following behind Yan Ze and Xiang Yilin, turned dark.

Is this thief Qian Yuwen actually a master invited by his brother?Thinking of the past when he was bullied by Qian Yuwen when he was learning profound arts under Qian's father's name, Xiang Xidong almost vomited blood in his heart.

Originally, he was still worried about whether Yan Ze would be embarrassed by Qian Yuwen's ridicule, but thinking of the past when he and Yan Ze were teased by the other party when they participated in the reality show together, Xiang Xidong suddenly calmed down.Instead of worrying about Yan Ze, he might as well worry about Qian Yuwen, hoping that Yan Ze would not let him die so ugly.

Xiang Xidong secretly cheered for Yan Ze: hate him, hate him!

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inside the door.

"I know you, your name is Yan Ze, right? The surname Xiang told me that you seem to be the reincarnation of that powerful person that the Li family has been guarding all this time?" .

In this age of doom, he is regarded as the most outstanding person among the younger generation, and he is regarded as the savior of mystic arts by the family members and people from all kinds of mystic sects.

But now, Xiang Yilin turned out a so-called "powerful reincarnation" from nowhere, and threatened to elect Yan Ze as the spiritual leader of the Daoist Association, in order to persuade those who would rather die than join the sect. A die-hard member of the Daoist Association.

Such behavior naturally aroused Qian Yuwen's dissatisfaction.

He thought disdainfully, so what about the reincarnation of Almighty?

Heroes don't mention the bravery in the past, even if the other party was once a great god who destroyed the world, he is just an ordinary mortal now.

Even if the other party is proficient in some profound arts based on past memories, the current situation is far from the era of conferring gods.Many profound techniques that could be used at that time have long been unable to be used now.

He didn't believe that such an old antique, his attainments in the profound art of the present world could surpass that of a person in this world.

Thinking about it this way, Qian Yuwen despised Yan Ze even more.

"I also know that you are a little star who has only debuted for more than half a year," Qian Yuwen said again, he glanced up and down at Yan Ze, and stayed on Yan Ze's face for a while longer with envy and hatred.Damn it, why does this old antique have such a handsome face?If I had such a face, wouldn't it be possible for girls to post it with a wave of my hand, "Don't think that you can get ahead in the entertainment industry if you go up to Xiang Yilin, the money owner, the one with the surname Xiang is just a lower-body thinker." If you get your hands on an animal, it will turn around and throw you off."

Xiang Xidong, who was staying outside the door: "!!!" What, his brother is not only his rival in love, but also a scumbag who wants to mess up and give up! ?

Xiang Yilin was furious: "Qian Yuwen, why are you so fucking targeting me!"

Yan Ze glanced at him: "Does he have a grudge against you?"

Xiang Yilin shook his head: "I don't know."

Yan Ze: "Did you do anything that made him hate it?"

Xiang Yilin rubbed his chin: "Let's think about it...Maybe he snatched the girls he likes in elementary school, middle school, and college? But what qualifications does he have to say that the girls I picked up on my own ability me?"

Yan Ze: "..."

Qian Yuwen blushed with anger.

He put down the tablet, slipped off the bed, then walked up to Yan Ze, and said rather arrogantly: "In short——you are just a small person. But I am different, do you know who I am?" He But the hope of the future of Taoism, the master of metaphysics who frequently appears on various TV programs while peeing!

Yan Ze said confidently: "I don't know."

Qian Yuwen: "..."

Yan Ze said again: "Wait a moment, let me search."

After saying that, he took out his mobile phone, switched to the image recognition interface of the search engine, and took a photo of Qian Yuwen.

"Oh," he said apologetically after reading the results, "Sorry, I don't know Taishan with my eyes."

Qian Yuwen snorted coldly.

Yan Ze: "So it's Mr. Sand Sculpture."

Qian Yuwen: "You're smart... Wait, what did you say?"

Yan Ze turned the phone over.

Xiang Yilin, who was watching the screen from the side, almost laughed out loud.

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Qian Yuwen: "..." It's not his fault that his complexion is too yellow!

"Mr. Sand Sculpture, it's my short-sightedness that failed to recognize you at the first time." What Yan Ze said was respectful, but his tone was flat, like a machine translation, which sounded extremely perfunctory.

Qian Yuwen was so angry that his brain hurt, and he wanted to kill the programmer who developed the search engine: "What kind of stupid website is this, you change it! Search Qian Yuwen!"

Yan Ze: "Oh."

He changed the website again.

Yan Ze first searched for something else, and then typed Qian Yuwen's name in the search box.

He showed Qian Yuwen his phone again.

Qian Yuwen [Baidu]

Are you looking for: Sha Diao

Qian Yuwen: "..."

"Hahahahahaha!" Xiang Yilin laughed like a silly roe deer suffering from circular baldness.