Entertainment: I became a master of women's clothing at the beginning

"What are you afraid of? I won't eat you. Besides, it's me who suffers, okay?"

Chen Weiwei suddenly pouted her little mouth, her little appearance was actually a little cute. This was the first time she had shown this attribute in front of Xiang Yang, and Xiang Yang almost thought she was dreaming.

"I'm going back. I've settled all the matters related to the family alliance. When the time is right, I will go to the Immortal Burial Ground to fulfill my agreement."

Xiang Yang turned around very domineeringly, his voice was cold, with a hint of coldness, and his demeanor was very charming.

"I know, I know, I'll wait for you."

Coming out of Chen Weiwei's Guomao Building, Xiang Yang checked the time and found that it had been three days since he was knocked unconscious by a JK transvestite and taken away!

What, I obviously feel like I just stayed in the Trial of Mystery for a while!

"Yangyang!"

After patting his forehead, Xiang Yang heard Cheng Jianxin's voice and raised a smile. Sure enough, no matter what time, Jianxin could find him immediately.

"Kenshin..."

"Yangyang, where have you been these past few days? I've been looking for you..."

"Well, there are some things that need to be dealt with to make you worry..."

The two chatted warmly for a few words, and suddenly a pink Maserati stopped and the window rolled open, and it turned out to be Lin Baoer.

"Hey, I heard you took first place in qualifying? You owe me a favor!"

Putting down these words inexplicably, Lin Baoer rolled up the car window, the exhaust fumes were clear, and he disappeared again in the blink of an eye.

"Sister Yoko!"

Xiang Kuier came with Cheng Jianxin, and she was very worried when she heard that Xiang Yang's whereabouts were unknown. Now that she saw that Xiang Yang was intact, she hugged Xiang Yang and burst into tears.

"Okay, okay, I'm fine... don't cry, darling..."

"Yangyang, are you in the limelight this time?"

Zhao Yingkong and Qin Mo, who also participated in the qualifying round, also came over. Everyone looked at each other and smiled. Although they were not in the same group, Xiang Yang's 300,000 qualifying points really blinded everyone! His ranking ranked No. 1 in history.

Is there anything there?

"Why are you here too?"

"Of course congratulations, haha, my Yangyang is really good. I was eliminated in the first round. I don't understand what the hell game that is."

Qin Mo spread his hands and said it carelessly, as if he was not ashamed at all.

"Well, thank you, thank you all, let's go, I'll treat you all to dinner today!"

"Yangyang, have you forgotten me? Although I didn't do much, I have been praying for you mentally."

"Dali? Why are you here too?"

"It's the last meal. It seems inappropriate for me not to come, right? After all, I am also one of the heroines..."

"Housewife? What are you talking about? This is not a novel world. Even if it is a novel world, there are still long, long stories about us, such as the burial place of immortals, the death of my parents, the Monster Alliance, and many more.

A lot of things remain unanswered?"

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Xiang Yang was a little confused. He didn't know what Zhuge Dali, the woman who had taken the script, was talking about, but somehow he felt a little sad, or maybe he was moved, right?

From being alone to being surrounded by so many friends, along the way, this is my own story. Although it is not a wonderful story, I must also thank the passers-by who have been guarding them and watching them silently. Because of you, we can go forward

Until now!

"Fool! Those stories of yours will of course have a result, but for now, why don't you treat us to a nice meal first?"

The warm breeze caresses, a few people talk and laugh under the sunset, and the shadows stretch out very long. This is their story, and it is also our story...