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Forget it, for the sake of him waking me up, it will be evened this time, thinking about gently covering Mingyuan with the quilt.

He seemed to be really cold from sleeping, not to mention grabbing the quilt with both hands, the corners of his lips were slightly curled up, as if he was sleeping more soundly.

Tang Yingzhuo's fixed gaze on his face was stopped by an unscrupulous obscene scene, God, the guy under this evildoer is so big, what a fucking aunt!

The result of excessive staying up late and high spirits is a dead face the next morning.When Tang Yingzhuo thought about rehearsing for a whole day, she wanted to die directly.

Mingyuan whispered in his ear: "I'm going to distribute clothes for everyone, you go to sleep first, I'll come up and ask you to eat later."

Tang Yingzhuo fell on the bed with the quilt rolled up like a corpse, with a factory in his head, and he didn't hear anything.

After dividing up the costumes, Mingyuan deliberately teased everyone for a while, nothing more than saying that Zhu Bajie's face was too pink and tender, like a new husband after marriage, or that the eyes of the Bull Demon King were too small and fell into the mung bean jar. Lost, wait.

Dividing up the clothes until nine o'clock, Xie Yuhuan found that it didn't fit Mingyuan's style. At this moment, Mingyuan said to everyone:

"There are only two meals today, so I specially asked the kitchen to make high-energy food. Lunch was postponed until three o'clock in the afternoon. Everyone wait in the restaurant, and I will call Yingzhuo to come down."

"Can't you just give him a call?"

"He couldn't find the braces."

So everyone took the elevator to the second floor.Mingyuan took the main elevator to the fifth floor.

Tang Yingzhuo was brushing her teeth in the bathroom wearing a nightgown.

"you're awake."

"Finish the clothes?" Tang Yingzhuo couldn't speak clearly with a toothbrush in his mouth, but he could still understand.

"Your cassock is okay. They've all put it on to take pictures, and the hat is okay. I don't know if it fits you well. Everyone is waiting for you in the restaurant."

Tang Yingzhuo said to him after gargling, "Wait a minute, I want to poop."

"Yeah." Ming Yuan turned and walked towards the opposite computer screen.

Five minutes later, Tang Yingzhuo came out with a gray face, and saw Tang Monk's clothes on the sofa, hey, not bad, it turned out that Mingyuan meant Excellent when he said it was okay.

Ten minutes later, in the restaurant on the second floor, a god-level vampire prince and a Q version of Tang Xiaoseng appeared strangely in front of everyone.

"Why does it feel a bit..." Xie Yuhuan searched for words.

"A combination of soil and foreign."

"Absolutely correct!"

Xie Yuhuan ran between the two of them, holding one arm in the other: "Sui Guang, quickly take a photo for me as a souvenir!"

Tian Jing said, "Wait a minute, I want it too!"

So Tang Yingzhuo and Ming Yuan had a second group photo, and their handsome faces became eternal in an instant.This is also a beautiful frame in Tang Yingzhuo's memories.

After dinner, the first official rehearsal began.

Tang Yingzhuo was wearing a monk's robe, a cassock, and a Zen hat, standing on the stage well-dressed, her pretty face was covered by the hat and her forehead was covered, two wide belts hung down her face, her hands were folded on her chest, she was full of sanctity , the dissolute temperament is in sharp contrast with the role played.

Tang Seng in Mingyuan's play is glib, smart and alert, completely opposite to the traditional image, only his handsome and unparalleled appearance remains unchanged.

The Bull Demon King played by Zhan Yang stands on the other side of the stage.The rest are sitting in the audience as spectators.

Rehearsal begins:

Mingyuan shouted: "Action!"

"It's strange~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Just as Tang Seng swindled the iron fan away, he turned around and said, "Aha!" He jumped into the sky in fright, and saw the Bull Demon King pinching his waist and grinning grinningly.

"Haha! Tang Seng! Let me see where you are going!"

Tang Seng was frightened and fainted immediately, without even struggling.

The bull devil is still wondering: "Huh? Why don't you run away?"

Tang Seng lay on the ground and said: "Your legs are weak...you can carry me on your back." (Laughs~)

"It's unreasonable!" The Bull Demon King opened his eyes angrily.

The Bull Demon King picked up Tang Seng's soft noodles and said as he walked, "Huh! I'm drowning! I'll boil you when I go back!"

"My skin is thicker than Zhu Bajie's, and it won't be boiled." (laughs~)

The Bull Demon King said: "Then peel the skin and cook it!"

Tang Seng said: "My meat is worse than Sun Monkey's. It's not tasty at all." (Laughs~)

The Bull Demon King said: "Then eat your internal organs!"

Tang Seng said: "I went to the hospital for tests two days ago, and I got hepatitis, Ou Ye!" (laughs~)

The Bull Demon King said: "Hmph, no matter what you say, I won't be fooled!"

Tang Seng rolled his eyes: "...It doesn't taste good when cooked, let's steam it." (laughs~)

At the end of the third act, there was applause from the audience.

Tang Yingzhuo took off his hat, stepped off the stage, and piled it on the sofa, looking very tired.

Mingyuan came over and sat beside him, patted his back: "Didn't rest, okay?"

Tang Yingzhuo fanned the wind with his hat: "Fortunately, I'm not playing the Bull Demon King, otherwise I can't carry him on my back. My legs are really soft..." The corners of his mouth that are used to smirking now only have a wry smile.

Mingyuan reached out and tried it on his forehead: "So hot? Are you having a fever?"

Tang Yingzhuo nodded depressedly: "I felt a headache at school the day before yesterday, but it doesn't matter, I can hold on."

Mingyuan suddenly stood up and said to everyone: "This is the end of today, I'm a little tired. In order to ensure the rehearsal for the next few days, everyone should relax a little bit."

Xie Yuhuan said in surprise, "Oh? Mingyuan, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

"I am fine."

Tang Yingzhuo tugged at the corner of Ming Yuan's clothes, and said in a low voice, "Hey, hey, can't you be so exaggerated? The girl hasn't said she's tired yet, why don't you..."

Mingyuan stopped his words with serious eyes.

Xie Yuhuan walked over and said, "Ming Yuan, it's time for you to take a rest, let's all go back first, let you have a quiet time, okay?"

"Okay, rehearsal starts here at nine o'clock sharp tomorrow morning."

"OK!" Xie Yuhuan turned to the others and said, "Let's go back to school, come back tomorrow morning, let the director rest well."

Mingyuan smiled politely and said, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, we can all understand."

"Mingyuan, see you tomorrow!"

"Mingyuan, see you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow." Ming Yuan stood there and sent them off one by one.

Tang Yingzhuo sat up from the sofa with her arms propped up: "I also withdrew."

Mingyuan frowned slightly, moved his lips twice but didn't say anything.

Tang Yingzhuo stood up with difficulty, took off her cassock and hat, put them on the sofa, and looked at Mingyuan blankly:

"I'll give you a new pair of underwear later."

He walked out of the castle in a daze, and before he reached the gate of the courtyard, he fell headlong on the cobblestone road.

Ming Yuan flew over like flying.

"Yingzhuo—"

When Tang Yingzhuo woke up with the thermometer in his mouth, except for the pain in his forehead, his whole body was very brisk, as if his soul had escaped from the prison of his body and floated in the high clouds. When he took the thermometer out of his mouth with one hand, He lowered his eyelids comfortably again.

"36 degrees Celsius five."

Mingyuan handed the thermometer to the maid, and ordered: "Go and bring the porridge."

"Master, Master Tang is awake."

Tang Yingzhuo finally opened his eyes because he wanted to see who was guarding him.There was no expression on Mingyuan's face, but his eyes were a little messy, and some green stubble could be seen on the skin of his upper lip and chin, which was undoubtedly the result of staying up all night.

"I'm fine, thank you."

Tang Yingzhuo leaned on the head of the bed with his arms propped up, and suddenly frowned, remembering that his forehead was broken at the moment of fainting.

"Your fever is gone now, but your physical strength is very weak. Eat something." Ming Yuan picked up a small bowl from the tray carried by the maid, stirred it gently with a small porcelain spoon, scooped a spoonful of porridge and blew gently After blowing it, it was delivered to Tang Yingzhuo's mouth.

Tang Yingzhuo stared at him blankly without opening his mouth.

Mingyuan opened his mouth slightly to him: "Ah——"

Although he made so many strange and ambiguous actions, Mingyuan's expression was always calm, as if it should be taken for granted. Tang Yingzhuo couldn't help but have the illusion that he had slept with this evildoer?

After some forced psychological adjustment, Tang Yingzhuo ate the porridge that Mingyuan helped him eat mouthful.If he took care of the sick people in his house like this, the women would sleep with him [-]% of the time.

What can this kind of handsome and considerate evildoer want to do?No wonder Xie Yuhuan was obedient to him.I am really ashamed of myself.

Tang Yingzhuo was really able to eat. After finishing the porridge, he asked Mingyuan for fried dough sticks and steamed buns, which made the kitchen busy all morning, and soon the clock hit [-]:[-].

Tang Yingzhuo had a piece of adhesive tape on his head and Tang Monk's Zen clothes, and followed Mingyuan to the gate to say good morning to everyone.The students all arrived one after another, only Xie Yuhuan and Tian Jing were left behind.

"Huh? Tang Seng, why did you put a Band-Aid on your forehead?" Nan Jiwei asked him in a naive voice.

"I accidentally bumped into it. It's okay. The man should have several scars on his body."

Tang Yingzhuo, who drank a bowl of meat porridge, ate two deep-fried dough sticks, and three drawers of steamed buns, was now fully alive.

"Where did you go to play yesterday?"

Nan Jiwei said: "A few of us went to the bookstore in the city. Recently, an online author's book sold like crazy. It is said that it has been reprinted more than 500 times. At first we just wanted to have a look, but in the end one of us bought a copy. go back."

Tang Yingzhuo said: "Haha, just find a website and take a look at it right away? What is it about?"

"Just read a few pages. The title of the book is "God Is Not a Man."

"...No idea. It sounds okay, let me have a look after you finish reading."

"No problem, ten yuan a day."

"Dare to ask me for money? Are you tired of working?" Tang Yingzhuo used a feint to pick up his back collar and raised his fist to demonstrate.

Nan Jiwei hugged his head and hid behind Mingyuan: "You have been away from school for two days, your dog-legged state has suffered, and Feng Zhen has become the boss, don't you know?"

Tang Yingzhuo looked at him in surprise, then at Sui Guang and Gu Chen, they all nodded.Tang Yingzhuo looked at Mingyuan again, Mingyuan only slightly hooked the corner of his mouth.

Tang Yingzhuo narrowed her eyes, hum, is this evildoer watching the fun?

Tang Yingzhuo took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and dialed to Ma Zhe.Covering the microphone over there, he whispered, "Hello? I'm in class, I'll talk about it later." Then the phone disconnected.

Tang Yingzhuo's face became gloomy, and he called Ji Xichen again, but the boy turned off the phone.He put the phone away and nodded: "Well done!"

Xie Yuhuan and Tian Jing came late, and the two of them had strange expressions as soon as they got off the bus. They rushed to say without asking them, "You know about Feng Zhen and Cai Xue, right?"

Tang Yingzhuo asked: "What's the matter? I don't know."

Xie Yuhuan ignored him, turned to Ming Yuan and said, "Ming Yuan, Feng Zhen took Cai Xue away, didn't you know?"

Mingyuan looked calm: "When did it happen?"

"Just yesterday."

Tang Yingzhuo frowned: "It's Feng Zhen again..."

"That's right." Tian Jing said, "During the few days you were not at school, Feng Zhen killed your dog-legged bang, Xiaopang was kicked into the infirmary by him, and Ji Xichen's nose just happened to be broken again , Mu Jiao was burned by cigarette butts on her chest, the man with glasses was the worst, and was deaf in his right ear and was admitted to the hospital. Ma Zhe is safe and sound. Also, Sun Chaofan's whereabouts are unknown..."

The veins on Tang Yingzhuo's forehead collapsed, and he clenched his hands tightly: "It's impossible for him to be so bold, there must be someone behind him to back him up. Damn it, Feng Zhen had better find enough backing! This little bastard, Sun Chaofan, ran away!" Where did you go? Why didn't you contact me after so many things happened!"

Mingyuan said: "I'm afraid he won't have a chance to contact you."

"Could he be..." Tang Yingzhuo conceived a possibility, but he was too scared to continue thinking about it.

In fact, Mingyuan had been thinking about it for a long time, but he still couldn't help but said, "Would you like me to help you..."

"No."

Mingyuan just looked at him.

Tang Yingzhuo smiled and said, "Actually, I expected that as soon as I left the school, many people would take the opportunity to retaliate, but I didn't expect it to be Feng Zhen's shit."

Mingyuan smiled faintly.

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