After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

"..."

There was a moment of silence around, and Zuo Qingya's smile stopped abruptly.

Si Fuqing paused, also a little surprised.

She bent down slightly and was at eye level with the man in the car: "Why did you change the car?"

This car is indeed a world-renowned brand, and its appearance is quite impressive, but it is still far worse than the one made by the Mohists.

"Yeah." Yu Xiheng's tone was calm, he looked at her with his head propped up, "There's a lot of money."

Si Fuqing: "..."

hateful!

The black-hearted boss did it on purpose!

She stared at him for a few seconds, then opened the door and got in.

The people around saw the car go away again, this time without even leaving behind the exhaust fumes.

Zuo Xianyu pinched his fingers, and his fingernails had been unconsciously pinched into the palm of his hand.

Yu Yao also looked silently at the sports car that disappeared at the end of the street.

"I-I read it right?" Brother Young Master stammered, "MS's new car is limited to ten in the world."

This kind of limited car will not be sold in the market, and it has been pre-ordered in advance.

He also saw it on the official website.

At that time, I was still regretting to Yu Yao that I could only see it.

Who knows, when he turned his head, someone drove this car to pick up Si Fuqing.

who?

Brother Gongzi had a burning pain on his face, and he was embarrassed: "Miss Xianyu, what is that car?"

Yu Yao also looked over.

Facing Yu Yao, Zuo Xianyu's expression was much softer, she nodded: "A car came to pick her up a few days ago, it should be someone in the entertainment industry."

All the shrewd people present can hear the overtones of this sentence.

Si Fuqing has no power, no power or money, so of course it can't be the car she bought herself.

A few gold masters are really messy.

Hearing what Zuo Xianyu said, the inexplicable stagnation in Yu Yao's heart also dissipated.

He withdrew his gaze and said lightly, "Let's go."

Si Fuqing is willing to fall, what does it have to do with him.

**

in the car.

"Today the car drives like this." Si Fuqing applauded, "Sansan, it's doing well."

Feng San's hand holding the steering wheel trembled, and he accepted the compliment with conscience: "Miss Si, you are overrated."

This section of the road is too narrow. He originally planned to go to the front and turn around, but he heard two words from his ninth brother——

speed.

In a hurry, he directly dialed into the reverse gear.

Hearing this, Yu Xiheng raised her eyes, and when her eyes were on the girl's hair, she suddenly leaned over, stretched out her hand and brushed it.

His fingertips were cold and his palms were warm.

This instant touch seemed to shake even the heartstrings slightly.

In a package of cinnamon on a moonlit night, Si Fuqing saw a fallen leaf in Yu Xiheng's hand.

I don't know when it fell on her head.

"The boss is better." Si Fuqing gave another thumbs up, "Boss, you are the best, but do you have obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

Yu Xiheng frowned.

"Miss Si, Brother Ninth and I watched your show." Feng San said in a timely manner, dryly, "You are really amazing, will you be able to see the students you bring in the next episode?"

"Don't." Si Fuqing's face became expressionless for a moment, "It's better that no one chooses me. I want to be a little salted fish and bask in my belly every day."

Feng San: "..."

He really shouldn't hold out much hope.

The car drove out for a while and came to the main road.

A few minutes later, Si Fuqing suddenly said, "Wait, stop—"

Feng San subconsciously looked at Yu Xiheng from the rearview mirror.

Yu Xiheng said, "Stop."

Feng San stopped immediately.

Before he asked Si Fuqing what she was going to do, he saw her happily get out of the car, ran across the road to buy a candied haws, and then returned to the car.

Yu Xiheng felt a little helpless for the first time, he sighed softly: "Don't eat your clothes."

"No." Si Fuqing took a bite of the hawthorn, "I'll wash it if it gets dirty, to make sure it's clean."

Yu Xiheng hummed, closed her eyes, leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes to rest.

His side face was soaked in the light golden sunlight, like white jade smudged with amber.

Si Fuqing watched with great interest while eating.

Feng San was a little confused.

Miss Si is not afraid of the ninth brother, and his ninth brother seems to be too indulgent towards Miss Si.

Yu Xiheng is not a talkative person, and always cherishes words like gold.

Over the years, Feng San has heard Yu Xiheng say to him the most:

That's how you act as a guard?

Every time he heard this, it was like his mother calling him by his full name when he was a child.

Feng San couldn't understand and could only choose to drive.

**

the other side.

"Youth" training base.

After the second episode of the program was broadcast, the rankings of the trainees also changed accordingly.

Lu Yan and Xie Yu were still in the first and second positions, and Lu Yan surpassed Xie Yu by more than 10 million votes.

But in fact, from the background, it is Xie Yu who has more votes.

Fans didn't even know that Xie Yu was voted down.

And Makino fell directly out of the top 20.

If Tianle Media does not protect him in the later period, Muye will basically miss his debut.

Even he himself did not expect that he would fall into such a big somersault.

At this time, the trainees are filling out the registration form for the class in the dormitory.

"Brother Xie, who are you going to choose?" Xu Xiyun was a little distressed, "I'm not very good at Vocal (singing) and Dance (dance), so whoever chooses will be eliminated, right?"

"You really need to improve your singing." Xie Yu took the registration form, "but I see that you have danced a lot better recently."

Xu Xiyun scratched his head: "It suddenly dawned on me."

He was also puzzled.

There are not many places for Si Fuqing to instruct him, why did he learn it all at once?

Xu Xiyun was still thinking, but Xie Yu had already picked up the pen and wrote down a name.

"Brother Xie, who did you choose?" Xu Xiyun probed, "Mr. Lin?"

Xie Yu is known as the "King of the Stage".

One of his solo dancing videos has exceeded 20 million views.

Choosing a dance group would help him even more.

Xie Yu folded the registration form and said casually, "I'll know when the time comes."

"Forget it, don't care, I'm going to choose Si Fuqing." Xu Xiyun started to write decisively, "Brother Xie, don't be afraid of laughing at me, I think she is very powerful, she definitely hides her strength!"

He didn't plan to debut either, but at least he couldn't leave any regrets.

Xie Yu raised an eyebrow.

After Xu Xiyun finished writing, he and Xie Yu handed over the registration form to the staff.

The registration form was delivered to the tutor's room very quickly.

Lin Qingyan got her own stack of registration forms.

A conservative estimate is at least forty.

There are a total of 101 trainees, and each teacher can choose a maximum of 25.

This means that many trainees will be eliminated.

"Mr. Lin, Xie Yu is an all-rounder, but dancing seems to be better." The vocal instructor said, "He must have chosen you, right? Your registration form is really thick."

Lin Qingyan smiled: "Yes, Xie Yu's stage effect is very explosive."

If you don't choose her, do you choose Si Fuqing who is incompetent in singing and dancing?

She chooses the people she doesn't want, and it will be Si Fuqing's turn.

Lin Qingyan took out the pen and opened the registration form.

Si Fuqing: I'm just a cute little salted fish, you can't see me.

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