After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Chapter 9 Look, no one dares to invade today in Daxia!

"What?" Si Fuqing closed the book and leaned over to take a look.

It was a Weibo from a big marketing account.

[@Circle 八女V: Who else doesn’t know about Si Fuqing taking advantage of male students in private? Is this a hooligan? [Vomit]】

A screenshot of a circle of friends is posted below, and the name shows Lu Yan's agent.

[I'm really fed up with a certain tutor, I can't do anything by myself, and I've lowered the level of the show by myself, and I'm not willing to be lonely and do something to the students. If the show didn't start, who would suffer from this kind of arrogance! 】

Although no name was named, they all knew who it was talking about.

"Youth" is a talent show, the strength of the mentor group is extremely strong, there are kings, and there are popular traffic.

Only Si Fuqing has no ability.

And Lu Yan is the first person to debut in the C position. The show has only aired for one episode, and his fans already have 5 million.

As soon as this Weibo came out, fans went crazy.

[Si Fu Qing roll, stay away from our baby! I don't even look at what I look like, where did the courage come from. 】

【Si Fuqing, you are really laughing so hard, do you know the identity of our geeky brother? You have been kicked out of the Zuo family, what backstage do you have? 】

[I don't understand, why did she come to ruin the men's team draft, I'm so mad at me, I'm so mad at this resource cafe! 】

Fans of male idols are scolding fiercely and harshly, and they bring all swear words.

Feng San pursed his lips: "Miss Si, these..."

Si Fuqing hooked his hair and played: "Start a picture, make up as much as possible, I'm used to it, you care about them."

"I'm more beautiful than them, and I'm better than them. They only know how to type on the Internet. Can I care about them?"

Feng San: "..."

Okay, it's very flattering.

He found another photo of Lu Yan, and frowned: "Miss Si, why did you go to the men's team audition to be a mentor? Still wearing makeup? Do you like this type?"

If it wasn't for all the information, he really couldn't believe that the person who was scolded for being ugly was Si Fuqing.

Moreover, with Si Fuqing's skill at this level, can the entertainment industry afford this Buddha?

"You're like a—" Si Fuqing raised his head and sighed, "a gossip woman with a paralyzed face."

Feng San: "..."

Yu Xiheng tilted her head at this moment, and said calmly, "It's quite similar."

Feng San's back felt cold: "Ninth brother."

However, Yu Xiheng said nothing and looked out the window again.

"Let's talk first." Shen Xingyun smiled, "I'm going to ask the kitchen to prepare something to eat. Since Miss Si is Shi Yan's bodyguard, let's stay and eat together."

Si Fuqing was thinking about what she would eat for lunch, and when he heard this, he was decisive: "Okay."

She moved the chair to the dining table and sat down, Feng San stood behind Yu Xiheng.

"Oh, to answer you, who likes him, I don't even know him, I want to like him, of course, I like someone like the boss." Si Fuqing held his chin, "Look at my boss, handsome and golden, with such a good figure. , treat your subordinates well, where can you find someone as perfect as a boss?"

"My boss is in the form of a god, a god descended from the earth, a living emperor."

The last four words made Yu Xiheng's fingers holding the teacup pause slightly.

If he hadn't determined that some things could not be known, he would have thought they had been exposed.

Yu Xiheng kept her expression still, and smiled: "Miao Zan."

Si Fuqing paused and looked at him.

That's it?

Doesn't this give her a raise?

Blow his rainbow farts for nothing.

Feng San: "..."

He saw that this Miss Si's true love was actually money.

And his ninth brother is actually a springboard.

Lunch was ready soon, Si Fuqing took a pair of chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of braised pork.

"Miss Si likes history very much?" Shen Xingyun asked, "I think you've been reading it in your spare time today."

"I can't say that I like it, I can only say that I never thought about reading history carefully before." Si Fuqing smiled, "After reading it now, I am deeply touched. I really want to meet Emperor Yin."

"Oh? See Emperor Yin? Why?"

"I found that I have a lot to say to him."

Before Shen Xingyun could ask further, Yu Xiheng had already turned her head and looked at her deeply: "What do you want to say to him?"

"I want to tell him—" Si Fuqing whispered, "Look, no one dares to invade today's Daxia."

Yu Xiheng's eyes suddenly deepened.

"Look, today my 100,000 people in Daxia are all backbones."

"Look at it again, Daxia stretches for thousands of miles, with the West Continent in the west and the Dongling Sea in the east. The Daxia Five Continents, which you put your life on to protect, are already prosperous."

"I can jump 90,000 li in the sky in the big summer, and explore the deep sea for 3,000 li down. I wonder which principality in the Western Continent dares to offend my Daxia today?"

"..."

There was an instant silence on the table.

Feng San was shocked.

Even Yu Xiheng's eyes tightened.

These sentences were straightforward and not intense, but it seemed that his fingertips had been electrified, and his body was slightly numb.

In an instant, the mind was shaken, and the soul was lost.

He raised his hand, gently stroked the place where his heart was beating, closed his eyes, and felt the heat there.

I haven't felt this way for a long, long time.

Si Fuqing was silent for a long time, and sighed softly: "Unfortunately, he can't see it anymore."

Many people can't see it.

She learned from the book that Emperor Yin was only fourteen years old when he ascended the throne, and the previous emperor left a mess for him.

Internal and external troubles, multi-faceted attack.

Everyone wanted to annex Daxia, who was weak at that time.

Two years after Emperor Yin ascended the throne, when he was sixteen years old, he embarked on the road of fighting to stop fighting and killing to stop killing.

Eleven years have passed in the commander's office, until he died of illness, and he was always on the way to fight.

There are more than tens of thousands of soldiers who follow him.

How many people are sacrificed.

The history books are just lines of cold words, unable to truly record the grandeur of those years.

But she really wanted to meet him and tell him that the big summer he dedicated his life to was prosperous as he wished.

No foreign invasion, no internal troubles.

It was the first time that Shen Xingyun heard his scalp go numb, he couldn't help clapping his hands and exclaiming, "Okay! Miss Si is only eighteen, but she has such an understanding. I feel ashamed, and I want to give Miss Si a cup."

Hearing that there was wine, Si Fuqing immediately returned to his senses.

She licked her lips, her eyes were bright, and she was about to pick up the cup, but was blocked by the other hand. The man's tone was cool: "She has a wound on her hand, so it is not suitable for drinking."

Shen Xingyun was stunned: "Are you injured?"

He saw that Si Fuqing easily knocked down the other candidates, but he didn't notice that she was still injured.

"Small injury, accidentally scratched by a wine bottle." Si Fuqing said in a relaxed tone and waved his hand, "But it's really not appropriate to drink, boss, I'm fine."

"You said it very well." Yu Xiheng didn't answer her, but smiled slightly, "Today in summer, everyone should be like a dragon and a phoenix, and they will take off in a few days."

"If Emperor Yin sees it, even if he is only 27 years old, he will have no regrets."

Si Fuqing raised his head and looked at him with a pair of fox eyes.

good weekend~~

Another day when I need a recommendation ticket~~

Thanks for the rewards kids. refill

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