After Yang San came out of the dream, he still had some unfinished thoughts. It's not easy, since she woke up, she rarely felt full. She sat up, looking thoughtfully at the neatly pasted posters on the wall - if someone came in and saw her room, they might think she was Xu Chunshen's fan.
Well, Xu Chunshen in the dream feels better than in reality, and the alienated and indifferent temperament has faded away. Is it because this is his essence, or is it because she is cuter in the dream?
If it is the latter reason, it seems that it is still beneficial to read more online posts. Isn't it just cute? For food, what can I eat?
After eating and drinking, she was in a very happy mood, took out the jade stones she bought, and began to make utensils. Although it doesn't take much spiritual power to make the magic weapon, but it can't hold up to add up, and it's a little tiring to finish all of them. That is to say, her strength has recovered a bit. If she just woke up, she might have to rest for half a day if she did one.
Xiao Jin was changing back to his original shape, swimming comfortably in the washbasin.
Yang San recalled the previous territory, and now he can only nest in such a place, the sense of gap is indeed a bit big. You have to work hard to make money.
With a whoosh, Xiao Jin turned into a cute girl, "Does your lord want to eat supper?"
Yang San shook his head, and threw a jade pendant to him for self-defense.
Xiao Jin smiled openly, and told Yang San what he had been doing these past few days.
"By the way, my lord, I have accumulated some luck during this time. I opened a Weibo and plan to use it on my fans to see if I can gain some faith."
He turned on his phone and showed Yang San his Weibo. Xiao Jin's profile picture on Weibo is his original form - a very beautiful koi, and the Weibo name is: It's a koi, not a goldfish.
The first Weibo he posted was: Forward this koi, all wishes come true~
Coupled with the beautiful pictures of koi, it looks very decent.
It's a pity that because it is a new account, and there is no marketing big V door publicity, so far there is not a single forwarded comment.
Yang San raised his eyebrows with a calm face, "Are you going to follow the Shinto path of incense belief?"
In the case of the divine path, the more beliefs, the stronger the strength. If the belief in incense is deprived, the cultivation base will regress. Yang Sancai did not take this path, relying too much on external things. The most reliable is the ability cultivated by oneself.
Xiao Jin nodded, "Now that the spiritual power of the heaven and earth has dropped sharply, cultivation is not less difficult than before. Even if I practice hard for three thousand years, it is still not as good as the pure cultivation of the past five hundred years. That's why I want to conform to the rules of this era and collect beliefs. .When I get stronger, I will be able to help you even more, so I won¡¯t have to rest for a few days to gather some luck like now.¡±
Shinto is also a serious way of practice, not heresy.
Yang San nodded slightly, "Just think it over carefully."
She doesn't like to interfere with other people's decisions.
Xiao Jin was very happy, and asked Yang San, "My lord, Weibo is still very interesting, do you want to register one too?"
Yang San thought about it, and registered a new account, Weibo called: Zhen's country is gone. When typing these words, she was heartbroken.
As for the head portrait, she had a problem.
Yang San simply hand-painted his own appearance and uploaded it as his avatar. She looked at her astonishing painter with a look of fascination.
Well, although she hasn't picked up a paintbrush for a thousand years, her level is still good! Simply a work of genius!
Xiao Jin asked cautiously: "My lord, what is this picture?"
Yang San frowned, "Me! It's obviously me."
Xiao Jin was silent. Even if he was good at flattering and eloquent again, he still couldn't say that his master drew well. How could he look like a grown-up? Barely can only tell from the two eyes and one mouth that it is a painter.
Yang San shook his head, as if he could not teach a child, reluctantly said: "Forget it, it's normal that you don't understand."
The brain capacity of koi is relatively small. What's more, genius is always lonely.
Xiao Jin: ""
I have nothing to say, and I dare not say it
Yang San basically stayed at home from now on, painting spells and making utensils, and it was the twentieth in a blink of an eye.
Yin Wenjue ran over early in the morning and took her to the pier. The dignified young master of the Yin family came to be the coachman, and he looked honored. Along the way, he never stopped talking.
"The host of this show is Li Xi, he is quite smooth, but smoothness also has advantages of smoothness, at least not casually??.
Then the host Li Xi came, followed by Zhou Jian and Fang Tongyue
Twenty minutes later, a red Ferrari stopped. Many people guessed that it was Yin Wenjue's model.
Yin Wenjue got out of the car, put on a pose that he thought was handsome, and nodded slightly at everyone.
In the next second, he opened the door of the back seat with a flattering look on his back.
Yang San's upper body is a light green chiffon shirt, and his lower body is white cropped trousers. His simple and refreshing attire can't hold back his good looks. He is youthful and invincible. Even if he is thrown into the entertainment industry, he is still very eye-catching.
Xu Chun took a deep look at He Yifan, "Girlfriend?" He didn't think Yang Sanhui was Yin Wenjue's girlfriend.
The corner of He Yifan's mouth twitched, wipe! The information is wrong! Judging by Yin Wenjue's attitude, where is he treating his girlfriend, he is clearly treating his ancestors!
Yang San walked up to Xu Chunshen, and said with a smile: "It's my first time recording a program, God please take care of me."
Fang Tongyue, who had big curly hair, couldn't help laughing, "The little girl is young, but she has a lot of ambition."
Her eyes are full of sarcasm for watching a good show¡ªeveryone in the entertainment circle knows that Xu Chunshen is the most difficult to get close to, and if he wants to hug his thigh, he will not give this opportunity.
Tian Yuke couldn't help showing a faint worry on his face - the master is too straightforward, so it is easy to be misunderstood.
Just before she could smooth things over, Xu Chunshen pressed, "Well, I will take care of you." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com