The self-cultivation of krypton gold boss [Comprehensive]

The two Dajiangshan ghost kings had been violently hypnotizing themselves all night. If they ate the onmyoji, they would have no onmyoji.

At the same time, the infinite loop in the brain——

"The Tokyo Metropolitan Transportation Bureau and the Metropolitan Police Department remind you:"

"the way……"

Ah, don't come here, I don't want to listen! ! !

The next morning, the boss was eating breakfast egg rolls, and smiled in surprise:

"Hey, didn't you sleep well last night?"

Shuten inserted an egg roll expressionlessly, and stuffed it into Ibaraki's mouth with his backhand.

He doesn't eat egg rolls, he just wants to find something to do, lest a slip of the hand will kill the Onmyoji.

"Have you listened to that CD?" Tsuchimikado Itsuki continued to pick up which pot, "How is it? Is it very educational?"

Shuten & Ibaraki: ...

Tsuchimikado Itsuki's expression sank, "Don't you guys like it..."

"Hi Huan." Jiu Tun squeezed out a sentence through his teeth, and then saw the Onmyoji look up happily for a second.

"Then... what do you think of seaweed and seaweed?"

In the next second, the boss was packed again by the tiger and tied to the locomotive, with an egg roll in his mouth.

Boss: Huh huh?

"Send him to school!"

Da Jiangshan finally escaped from the clutches of the boss, and Jiu Tun heaved a long sigh of relief as he watched the formation of locomotives fleeing away.

Now it's finally over, he's going to find two dishonest guys to beat up to vent.

Shuten-douji engine car.

"The Tokyo Metropolitan Transportation Bureau and the Metropolitan Police Department remind you:"

"the way……"

Ah ah ah shut up my uncle don't listen! ! !

Song Xian Wan Ye worked hard to send the drunk home, and the younger brother put in a lot of effort along the way, Song Xian Wan Ye was very grateful.Director Hehashi is not married, and there is no one in his family. Songxian Wanye was afraid that something would happen to him after he was drunk, so he took a look at tomorrow's schedule and asked his nephew Liang Ye to send over the documents he used, so he stayed.

In the second half of the night, director Heqiao began to struggle and talk in his sleep.

"Master...Master Genji..." He grasped his hands upwards, as if he wanted to grab someone, and then began to cry.

"Turn around, please... What is your face like... I don't know..."

"Don't go! Don't go!"

Heqiao woke up suddenly, panting violently in the dark, and sat up covering his aching head from the hangover for a long time.

Didn't he fail to persuade his younger brother to return to the showbiz and get drunk in the red light district sadly?Who sent him back?

"...Are you awake?" Song Xian Wanye came in with warm water and hangover medicine, "Take the medicine, and then sleep for a while."

Tsuruhashi seemed to recall in a trance that he called someone casually after he was drunk. Fortunately, he called Manyo. If he called the opponent, the opponent would sell the news of his drunkenness to the paparazzi. It's over.

"Thank you very much, I really troubled you at night."

"It's nothing, don't drink like that in the future, the news will be leaked by the paparazzi, it will do great harm."

Heqiao sighed for a long time, "I'm really worried. That kid Guangyong refuses to return to the showbiz, I can't persuade him no matter what. Obviously this time "The Tale of Genji" is such a good springboard, Guangyong The image also fits the…”

"He may not have come out of the rumor turmoil three years ago. You are an older brother, so you have to bear it."

"Then he can't always be content with being... a cowherd..." He Qiao felt that the word was very difficult to say, and while taking the medicine, he was still worried after lying down again.

"Wan Ye, if you are free tomorrow, can you go with me to persuade that kid? He has always respected you very much, maybe you can make him change his mind."

Singing fairy Wanye said solemnly: "I can go with you, but that is from the standpoint of the elders. I will not interfere with Guangyong's choice. No matter what kind of occupation, he has his own path. We are not him. , there is no position to force him to change."

Heqiao smiled, "You have always been a kind romantic, because of this, Guangyong talked to you, right?"

In the dim light of the night lamp, he looked up at the shadow of the lamp on the ceiling.

"I divide the light source in "The Tale of Genji" into two periods."

"The first period [Bronze Pot] to [Kui] is a youthful youth; the second period [Xianmu] to [Yunyin] is a middle-aged man who has never forgotten his love."

"In the latter period, the time span is longer and the opportunities are greater. I believe that Guangyong can perform well. I want to help him stand up again, but the result..."

Song Xian Wanye comforted him, "It's okay, if Guangyong wants to play this role, he will naturally agree to you, he is a brave child."

"Hopefully, I left part of the script at his door."

"Oh my store manager! Did you see it just now? The can hit that person's head with a 'boom'. What a guy who doesn't play cards according to common sense!" The baby-faced Hishida said happily, and suddenly found that his store There was no movement for a long time.

"...the store manager?"

Tsuruhashi Koyong came back to his senses, and smiled approvingly.

"Yes, it looks young, but it's so powerful."

Babyface was very worried about him, "Manager, you've been distracted tonight, has the person who came before affected you? If..."

"If you can leave here and not be a cowherd, you should go, manager." The baby face lowered its eyes, and its smile faded a little, "Although some people pursue to be a cowherd for life, most of us still have no choice but to do it. One line, the store manager, you are so good, there is no reason to keep shrinking in this store."

"Of course, no matter what decision the store manager makes, we will support you!"

"I'm going to bed, good night, manager!"

Babyface said so much, a little shy and embarrassed, waved and ran away.Tsuruhashi Koyong watched him run upstairs, and what came to his mind was the script that his elder brother had left by the door.

【Genji's son...】

Tsuruhashi Koyong propped his head up, thinking of things related to the past, the mental stress response gave him a splitting headache.

How glorious the Crane Bridge Guangyong was three years ago, how desolate the Crane Bridge Guangyong is now.When he was in high spirits, he felt that the people around him were all good, but he didn't know that those people around him wanted to bring down his mountain in their dreams.

[As his ex-girlfriend, I testify...]

[I can't tell, that popular artist, Tsuruhashi Guangyong, is this kind of person. 】

[Wuah, he's riding three boats, and it's only capsized now. He didn't accept the unspoken rules when he debuted, did he? 】

Three people became tigers, and their bones were destroyed... No matter how they explained and clarified, no one was willing to listen to it.

After another day of work, Tsuruhashi Koyong came home from get off work.

He held the script tightly, and in the dark room, he suddenly began to gasp violently, and quickly took out the medicine from his pocket and swallowed a pill.He took one last look at the script—something he had once cherished—and with a flick of his hand, it fell into the trash can with a clatter.

Tsuruhashi Koyong couldn't stand up anymore, right here...

Fall to death.

【Genji's son...】

In the dream, flowers were flying all over the sky, a grid of light and a grid of shadows, and the twilight passed over his head.

Many women passed by him, some walking, rolling up a burst of soft and warm clothes; echoes in the space.

There's one name on women's lips forever—

【Genji's son...】

【The Lord of Genji...】

At last they all came to the end of the field of vision, melting away into the molasses-bright light.

Heqiao Guangyong turned his head with the sound of carts, and the last bullock cart fell behind the crowd and came slowly.

In the gentle light and shadow, the calamus on the bullock cart swayed slowly, and the splashed shadows rushed to the surroundings from deep and shallow waves.The car passed him by with a strange fragrance, and the people in the car opened the curtain with a folding fan, and looked at him with bright eyes——

In an instant, the spring breeze blows, and the flowers and rain fall in the empty space.

【Master Genji! 】

"Wait, wait! Please wait!" Tsuruhashi Koyong staggered after him, "Please wait!"

The ox cart kept on chugging away.

Tsuruhashi Koyong panted on the spot, and finally sat down on the ground in a daze.

"Are you also persuading me to give up..." He looked at his trembling hands and slowly covered his face.

"So far, what am I still thinking about..."

"Sharala—" the tambourine sounded, and soon again, "Sharala—"

Tsuruhashi Koyong raised his tear-stained face, and a little girl wearing a butterfly hair ornament came into view. The dark purple butterfly fluttered its wings slightly behind her head. She looked at Heqiao Koyong and smiled brightly.

"I'm sorry to walk through your dream, we are going to the dream of Kai's beloved daughter, and we are in a hurry."

"Kai country..." Tsuruhashi Koei repeated unconsciously.

"That's right, that young lady has been troubled by nightmares for several days in a row. My father received a request from the Lord for help, thinking that someone has cast a curse, and he is about to rush to deal with it as soon as possible." The little girl rang the tambourine again, smiling sweetly. .

"As a toll, I will let the nightmare eater eat your nightmares, so you can sleep peacefully until dawn."

The little girl stepped aside briskly, revealing the naive nightmare behind her.The nightmare tapir sniffed the air with its long nose, and opened its mouth in a certain direction, and he tore and chewed some black mist cotton.

Heqiao Guangyong was stunned, but he did feel that the impression left by the dream just now was gradually fading.Why I knelt down and wept here, I gradually don’t remember.

"Ah, Dad is here!" the little girl said cheerfully.

An illusory wave swept across the empty ground, and the white grass grew along with the surging waves, densely stacked and crystal clear.A very beautiful fox is covered with red and white fur, surrounded by a mask, and a bell is hung on the tail, which makes him make an ethereal sound when he runs, as if the grass blades are being crushed.Hu Yizong is several meters away, and whenever his hind paws hit the ground or his front paws fall, large pieces of white grass will fly away and scatter.

The little girl smiled brightly, "Father, I've already made an agreement with this dream master."

"That's good..." came the young man's clear voice, "Let's continue on our way."

The fox never stopped, landed in front of Heqiao Guangyong, jumped up, and a bell rang.To Heqiao Guangyong's eyes, this movement seemed to be in slow motion, Fox's pupils turned to look at him, and then looked away disinterestedly.On his back, the young man's folding fan parted the white gauze, revealing fluttering sleeves, and the feathers of blue sparrows were dazzling.

There was a strange sound in Heqiao Guangyong's throat, and he had that illusion of spring breeze blowing on his face again, the youth's eyes were full of spring breeze.

"Yes... it's you!"