After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

He was still in the cultivation stage and needed more merit.

After solving the calamity, his merits will deepen, and his practice will be smoother in the future.

He'll make a move.

Master Ming Lan frowned.

Seeing people stop in front of the billboard to take pictures from time to time, his heart sank little by little.

He still realized it was too late for this vicious man who stole his luck to thrive in the entertainment industry.

People's luck is inherently destined, but popularity is an important existence that can change the luck later.

No matter how high the popularity is, it will rise to the power of belief.

Such was the case with ancient emperors.

Like Emperor Yin.

Born to be a person of great luck, and to unite people's hearts, to lay the foundation of the Great Xia Dynasty for all ages, the power of belief can be said to be extremely huge.

Master Ming Deng snorted coldly, waved his hand, and the advertising screen in front of him went dark.

Holding a Zen stick in his hand, he didn't even look at the surprised and awe-inspiring eyes, and went straight out of the airport.

**

Si Fuqing's studio is here.

The second cooperation, both sides are indeed very familiar with each other's style.

As a gift, Director Qin received a quick-acting heart-saving pill carefully packaged by Sang Yanqing.

"The stage said that there are three groups for you to choose." Director Qin held a quick-acting heart-saving pill, "Which group are you going to go to? The art group is indeed the best choice."

Hearing this sentence, Si Fuqing suddenly raised his hand: "I have a serious question."

This sentence did not feel good to Director Qin. His eyelids jumped, and his tone was as kind as possible: "You say it."

"If I choose one group, that's one paycheck." Si Fuqing snapped his fingers. "If you choose two groups, it counts as two paychecks. Am I right?"

Director Qin: "???"

Sang Yanqing: "...what are you doing?"

"So Director Qin, look, can I apply for both the art team and the medical team?" Si Fuqing was calm and righteous, "Then give me two paychecks? You know that I can support many people by myself, this is not helping you. Save money?"

Director Qin: "..."

He took a few breaths slowly and swallowed the Suxiao Jiuxin Pill he was holding, his hands still shaking.

But this medicine is really effective. Director Qin felt that his psychological endurance was stronger: "Why don't you report the legal affairs?"

Si Fuqing snapped his fingers lazily: "Because I'm a rough guy who can do things and never speak."

Director Qin: "..."

He definitely shouldn't think his heart can get better.

"Xing Xing Xing, you are the uncle, I will listen to you." Director Qin was very tired. "Do you want to shoot medicine or art first? Also, I am very curious, how did you meet President Gu?"

Everyone in the art world knows how inaccessible Gu Huiyan is.

How many people wanted to worship him, but they didn't even have the chance to meet him.

"I don't know either." Si Fuqing stroked his chin, "I was filming a promotional video. I just squatted on the ground and played with ants for a while, and was called up by Gu Lao's secretary."

Director Qin looked at Sang Yanqing with a stiff expression.

Sang Yanqing was also numb: "I didn't take over at that time."

"By the way, do you know this person?" Director Qin wiped his sweat and took out Bai Jinxi's information, "She asked the former production team to transfer you to the medical team, saying that she wanted to get to know you."

Si Fuqing glanced at him: "I don't know."

"I don't think it's good intentions for you, otherwise there's no need to deliberately ask you to adjust the team." Director Qin nodded, "But she has her back to the Li family, and she is Li Yanshen's girlfriend. You should pay attention when the time comes."

Si Fuqing nodded: "I will definitely do what I can."

Seeing that Director Qin didn't understand, Sang Yanqing specifically explained: "It just means trying not to ruin the other party."

Director Qin: "..."

He stood up expressionlessly, still preparing to go to the hospital for a cardiopulmonary appointment.

**

After the discussion between the two teams, the "Birth of a Staff" program team re-released the guest list on Weibo.

Si Fuqing Studio reposted this Weibo.

Netizens noticed that both the art group and the medical group had the name of Si Fuqing, and asked in the comments if they made a mistake.

The official Weibo responded with a "no".

Only then did netizens realize that after the production team of "The Birth of a New Staff" changed, both groups asked Si Fuqing to sign up.

[Fuck, I thought she would choose art again, why did medicine still stay? 】

[Si Fuqing... Si Fuqing is actually a working emperor, he is working like crazy. 】

[Don't say the show crew is stupid, I'm stupid too. 】

[To be fair, people's energy is limited. Even if the filming is done in installments, a lot of things need to be prepared. Is Si Fuqing really busy? Don't be indifferent to everything, it is better to concentrate on preparing one. 】

[She said with a trembling voice, she also signed up for the Oracle Professional League, not only for this job. 】

Netizens: ? ? ?

The official website of the Oracle released the list of 256 teams in the Daxia district trials this morning.

The end of the trials is the rematch, and the final is in May.

It takes a lot of energy to make it all the way to the finals.

Ji's house here.

Ji Boyan has also been staring at the selection list.

When he saw that the captain of the Wuzhou team was not Jingzhou, but Si Fuqing, he was stunned: "What's going on?"

The special assistant reported: "It was found that Si Fuqing bought the Wuzhou team and recruited a few people, so the Wuzhou team can re-enter the trials."

"Si Fuqing?" Ji Boyan frowned, "Oh, I remembered, she is the spokesperson of the Oracle, she is very beautiful, why did she suddenly buy the Wuzhou team? I can make the Wuzhou team stand up completely. ."

If Jingzhou disobeyed him, of course he would destroy it.

The special assistant asked, "What do you mean, young master?"

"She seems to have a hand speed of more than 340 in the Star League?" Ji Boyan squinted, "It's not too good to see. What kind of professional game is she involved in as a spokesperson, and she has to fight against me."

If Si Fuqing was just an ordinary star, he would have let people do it directly.

But when the oracle is involved, things get a little more difficult.

"She should form a team just for fun, not for lack of money." Ji Boyan pondered, "So, take someone to Ancheng and ask her if she wants to join the Galaxy team, I can provide her with contacts, there are many women in the Galaxy team, she You can also have fun playing.”

He knows several third-tier stars in the circle, and their annual income is tens of millions.

Si Fuqing's current position cannot be described in a few lines, because she has no works yet.

But being the dual spokesperson of RM and Oracle, her commercial value has jumped to the forefront in China.

Revenues are in the hundreds of millions.

Comparable to the average nouveau riche.

If you can make it to the finals, there will be hundreds of millions of bonuses, but no one has broken into the Daxia Empire for so many years.

In the early stage of e-sports, more funds will be invested, but the bonus will not be obtained at that time, and the loss will outweigh the gain.

Ji Boyan believed that if he was just playing, Si Fuqing would abandon the Wuzhou team.

A star must be very interesting, and will not meet with the Ji family for the sake of Jingzhou.

The special assistant nodded and went down to prepare.

**

late at night.

Si Fuqing took advantage of Sang Yanqing's inattentiveness, quietly took a few bottles of wine and went to the wild.

Yu Xiheng was waiting on the bench.

Seeing her coming, he glanced at the wine in her hand: "Forgot that you can't drink?"

"It's not impossible." Si Fuqing pointed his little finger, "It's just that my destructive power is a little stronger after drinking, but boss, you are worthy of being a boss, you can calm me down without knocking me out, so you stay with me. Have a drink."

"Oh?" Yu Xiheng raised her eyebrows, not in a hurry, "It seems that you called me out just to drink, tool person?"

"Of course not." Si Fuqing looked serious, "I want to report to work. I can get 80 million yuan this time, and I will share half of it with you boss."

Yu Xiheng was silent for a moment.

He couldn't help thinking of what Yu Tang had said to him a long time ago.

When a person who loves money very much is willing to share money with you, it must be true love.

Although it is pocket money cheating, it is indeed very reasonable.

But he looked at her clear and bright eyes, but found that any reasonable words became unreasonable to her.

Not enlightened.

Si Fuqing held his chin and blinked: "You don't believe it, do you?"

Yu Xiheng retracted his thoughts and smiled lightly: "As long as you say it, I will believe it, drink it if you want."

Si Fuqing decisively opened two bottles of beer: "Then I'll drink it myself, you don't drink."

Yu Xiheng raised her head to look at her: "I mentioned it once, you remember it clearly."

"The first rule of good employees is to remember the boss's preferences." Si Fuqing drank a bottle, "I am the best at dedication."

Yu Xiheng said nothing, just watched her drink.

She had a good drink, drank five or six bottles in one go, and then began to repeat the previous process, posing as a plant.

She was very well-behaved after drinking.

The destructive power is also really strong.

It can directly destroy a small forest in the Principality of Muston.

The night was quiet, Yu Xiheng sat quietly for a while, took off his suit jacket and put it over Si Fuqing.

He also closed his eyes and stayed by her side.

At the same time, Master Ming Deng also found where Si Fuqing was.

There were originally few people in the middle of the night, but it was too far here, and no one else was there.

Master Ming Deng turned his head and saw a man and a woman in front of him, he frowned.

There are people around this calamity, and he is not easy to take action.

This matter involves supernatural events that are not accessible to ordinary people.

This time, he tried his best not to let ordinary people find out.

Master Ming Deng was going to wait until Si Fuqing placed the order.

He set the stick aside and sat down cross-legged.

But just as Master Ming Deng sat down, Yu Xiheng paused while holding Si Fuqing's arm.

"The visitor is a guest, so why shrink your head and tail." He said lightly, "Since you're here, why don't you come out for a gathering, maybe you and I can be honest with each other."

His tone was calm, but his words were forceful.

Obviously the statement is neither high nor low, and the deterrent is also very strong.

Master Ming Deng Huo Di got up, and his expression suddenly changed!

He has practiced for more than seventy years before he can preside over Guanghua Temple.

Of course, Master Ming Deng knows the existence of evolutionaries and Onmyoji, and he also clearly knows that he is a physical practitioner, and he can't compare with these talented people.

But it's not something ordinary people can find.

"Since Your Excellency insists on hiding and doesn't want to show up." Yu Xiheng slowly opened her eyes, her light amber pupils were cold, "Then I have to do it myself."

"Shh!"

The folding fan in his hand suddenly opened, and twelve silver spikes flew out instantly.

The speed is so fast that only afterimages are left in the air.

The silver spikes came through the air, and even the air made a tearing sound.

Master Ming Deng almost didn't react.

When he regained his senses, the twelve silver spikes had already arrived in front of him.

He was shocked, and immediately raised the Zen staff in his hand.

But the strength of the silver spikes was too strong for the Zen staff in Master Ming Deng's hand to resist.

In a panic, he rolled on the ground a few times before he could barely escape the attack of the hidden weapon.

"Shhhhh!"

Twelve timbre spikes sank into the ground around him.

Master Ming Deng looked down and his pupils contracted violently.

Could this kind of hidden weapon technique be the Mo family?

Has this calamity hit the road of the Mo family?

How much luck did this plunder Ji Qingwei?

Master Ming Deng stood up with difficulty, holding the Zen staff.

Although he avoided the hidden weapon, but in the process of dodging, he also had a lot of scars on his body.

Very embarrassed, where is there a little bit of the appearance of a monk.

Master Ming Deng took a few breaths before looking up: "Your Excellency..."

The man sat quietly on the chair, he hugged the girl with one hand and protected her head with the other.

And put on her earplugs and hat very carefully.

His long and narrow Ruifeng eyes were slightly raised, and his aura was natural, killing and fierce.

Master Ming Lan was horrified.

You don't even have to do the math, you can see it.

Because the man's qi is too strong.

He was just sitting here, and there was a steady stream of Qi gathering towards him.

This is not the luck of others, but the power of faith transformed from a certain level of popularity.

Ziwei's luck, the emperor's destiny!

good morning new week~~