Love Fox Yusheng

Hu Yusheng threw the two cubs into a special gym, walked the little fox maliciously, and forced them to run for several kilometers like driving sheep.

Quan Xin Quan Yi is a fox demon who can transform into form. At first, he didn't feel anything, until he was suppressed by Hu Yusheng with his demon power, and he couldn't use all his skills, and he really sweated profusely.

Quanxin is not as strong as Quanyi, and the fox ears popped out after running.

Hu Yusheng ordered a cart full of fruit drinks and snacks, and left the tired and paralyzed boy aside, feeling that the world was finally peaceful.

Opened the tablet and saw that there were more than 3000 more fans, and the total finally exceeded [-]. After thinking about it, he posted a new one.

Hu Xiaomei: Over [-] fans, let's celebrate, what do you want? 【Sell cute face.Jpg】

After posting, he put down the computer to eat and drink, held the two tired limp cubs in his arms and kneaded them, and then went to read the comments. He had already turned several pages.

The one with the most likes, a girl posted a photo of herself wearing pointe shoes, [Continue to challenge, Xiaomei dances, okay? 】

Hu Yusheng happened to be sitting on the carpet with bare feet, flexibly twisted his five toes a few times, and showed a toothache expression to the ceiling. It's really hard to be a celebrity.

His eyes turned around in the gym, because it was for Ziyue and the others, so there were some things that were not common.

Hu Xiaomei: I really can't dance, but I'm very professional in martial arts. Let me think of a routine that can fully reflect my handsomeness.

The two of Quan Xin and Quan Yi were lying on the carpet in a paralyzed position on the bed. Hu Yusheng thoughtfully moved them to a thicker cushion in the corner, and twisted a straw for them to drink water.

Then he waved his hand and used his demon power to clear a space of more than ten square meters, then picked out a gaudy sword from the weapons hanging on the wall, fixed the pad in the camera position, and started shooting.

The first recording was a bit out of the camera, but the second time he felt that he could give himself 1 likes. While editing the video, he excitedly jumped to the corner and leaned over to kiss the two cubs on the forehead.

Quan Yi closed his eyes and punched hard, hitting his chin.

Hu Yusheng, who was squatting on tiptoe, was hit by him and sat on the ground, but his face was bloody, and he just rubbed the little guy's head lightly when he was hit, "Tsk, grow up!" You must be as handsome as me." Then he jumped up and posted on Weibo.

Hu Xiaomei: Here, the agreed upon handsome crack the sky, take it!Don't drool on the keyboard~【Sword Dance Miaopai】

This time, the growth rate of comments and retweets was much faster than that of the previous English papers. The comments were divided into those who licked the screen, those who wanted to learn, and those who showed off his certain skills and asked him to challenge.

In the evening, he was tired of reading all kinds of comments saying he was too beautiful and handsome. In the morning, the number of fans was only in the early [-]s, and after dinner, the number rose to more than [-].

He also made a special call to ask Tu Jingyuan if she bought fans for herself.

Tu Jingyuan didn't have time to talk to him, and she replied rudely, "I bought it for you now, but I can't use it. Why should I do useless work?"

Hu Yusheng was also very frustrated when he heard the beeping sound of hanging up the phone, because I am so excited to gain fans, but it has not produced any benefits at all. Qingfeng.

Lang Qingfeng received his message while eating a work meal, opened the attachment to look, and even pushed away the lunch box, "Who taught you this trick?" I always feel very familiar, not only familiar, but also what important things happened generally.

Hu Yusheng felt that he was singing a one-man show alone, and when he heard the ding-dong sound of his mobile phone, he flew over to open the message, and couldn't help muttering when he saw the content, "Who taught me?" He was a little dazed.

Because he can't remember when it will be!Is it true that no one has taught it?Or learned it before falling asleep?

"I don't remember, anyway, just pick up the sword." Hu Yusheng replied the message, feeling empty in his heart.

I worked as an assistant for someone for the first six months, and I was very busy every day. I didn't think it was inconvenient not to remember things when I was a child, so I didn't care.

Recently, he may be too busy, or he may have encountered too many things. He often feels a little blocked, regretful, etc., which makes him smile and pull his face down.

But Lang Qingfeng was more concerned. One incident was an accident, and every time it was because of the abnormality related to the same person, something really happened.

He is not a character who is slow and smooth, and when he thought of solving it, he immediately called Zixing and Ziyue over, "I want to go back to the clan, and the return date is uncertain. I will leave the affairs of the company to you two. If you have something to do, you can do it Contact the elders."

Zixing was still holding the documents waiting to be reported, and was very surprised when he heard this, "Did something happen?"

"I have some ideas and need to retreat for a while."

Lang Qingfeng has been managing mundane affairs for so long that Ziyue and the others almost forgot that he also needs to practice. Hearing this reason, the first reaction was worry.

"Is there something wrong with you?" There are too many things that have happened recently.

Lang Qingfeng quickly divided up the unfinished work on the desktop, as if he didn't intend to delay for a minute, "I haven't taken it to heart for a long time, and suddenly I have a feeling, it's a lot of accumulation, don't worry." After speaking, he opened the window and immediately time left.

Leaving Ziyue and Zixing staring at each other in the office, Zixing bit her lower lip, it hurt so much, "Hiss~ Why are you in a daze, let's divide the work left by Uncle Sixteen."

Ziyue took the folder she had stacked up, "Did you notice anything unusual?"

Zi Xing is in charge of the internal control affairs of the entire company, and is as busy as a spinning top every day. When he asked him, he turned his head and gave him a look, "I've been with him for a few minutes every day, how long have you been with him? I haven't asked you yet, no Did you find anything unusual?"

Such a sudden epiphany, is it true that there is no such thing in cultivation, but, will there be any big monsters who have an epiphany when they are eating dinner and looking at the project contract at the same time?

The two looked at each other without speaking, but they couldn't let go of the heavy feeling in their hearts.

Hu Yusheng sent a message there and got no response for a long time, so he threw the phone away depressedly, "Forget it, everyone is a busy person, only me is the least important." After rolling around a few times, he comforted himself, " Demon life is long, so don't care about this moment."

Lang Qingfeng is busy, he prefers to stay with the two little foxes.

He didn't tell anyone that after the monster riot in the recording studio that day, he was unwilling to leave the two little guys for a moment. He had to stay in a space where he could smell the smell to feel at ease. restless.

These problems can only be solved with the help of the great demon elders of his own clan. At present, he is waiting for Lan Zhu or others to rush over to help take care of the little fox, or to escort him back to Tianchi by a fellow clan with more demon power than himself.

Without the help of the fox, it would be safer to stay in Lang Qingfeng's sphere of influence.Otherwise, if the demon power loses control halfway through the flight, the human beings on the earth will have to refresh their worldview.

So that night when he learned that Lang Qingfeng would not appear in the short term, he was greatly relieved. After all, he had to be dedicated to doing business, and he could do his own thing with peace of mind if the money owner didn't show up.

The days without accidents passed very quickly. In the blink of an eye for more than half a month, Hu Yusheng lived a life of reading the simulated exercises of the college entrance examination every day, reading the textbooks of Wenzong as a storybook, and posting a video on Weibo every other day.

In just half a month, he has accumulated a batch of iron fans.

Without him, although he has only posted a dozen Weibos in total, he knows too many.Especially for laymen who watch the excitement, and experts who watch the doorway, professionals continue to endorse the level of things shown in his videos are really good.

After the day's martial arts, he intermittently posted about playing the guzheng, playing the flute, writing calligraphy, engraving chapters, and making plasticine dolls.

Hu Yusheng gradually became a little anxious.

Except pinching dolls is really idle and boring and playing with Quan Xinquan Yi to develop the skills on the spot, the others are just a few words from the fans' comments, I saw something familiar, and I played with it for a while, and found that I just happened to know it.

The reason for writing comprehensive papers is because I have a good memory. I have read all the textbooks of each subject and several sets of mock test questions in two weeks.Other things simply cannot be explained.

Even if you are a monster without possessing a body, and you have never learned any art, you cannot learn certain human skills overnight, especially calligraphy and guqin that require long-term practice.

Among other things, at least you have to read the score to remember it, and you have to see the font to write it.

And the elder told me that I have been asleep for nearly ten years and never went down the mountain when I was a child.The foxes on the mountain don't like to play with these things that ancient humans liked.

For example, the brats like Quan Xin Quan Yi can play with electronic products smoothly, and I have never seen someone who writes calligraphy.

What do I know about these different things? Hu Yusheng almost lost his hair because of this doubt.

Because the video he posted gained so many fans, Tu Jingyuan paid more attention, and even called to ask about it.

The question was also very weird, she asked, "How can you play that song "A Thousand Mountains"?"

Hu Yusheng was stunned at the time, "What "A Thousand Mountains"?"

The background sound of Tu Jingyuan's speech was the video he recorded playing the piano, "It's the zither piece you posted on Weibo just now."

Hu Yusheng thought about it for a while, but he didn't know what the name of the song he played out after getting the instrument, "Uh, I forgot what the name of the song I played out at random."

Tu Jingyuan was also speechless, "That's a very old lost music score. The number of strings that should be used is three less than the ones that are common now. Didn't you pay attention when you played it?"

"That's right, no wonder I feel something is wrong with my hand." Hu Yusheng said something that suddenly dawned on him, his eyes blurred.

"A Thousand Mountains" is a very old song, right?