After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

"Hey, Qingqing, did your brother agree to come?" Yu Tang was very happy, "That's right, let me introduce you to everyone, and let's get to know each other."

"On the way here." Si Fuqing glanced at his watch, "There are still ten minutes left."

"Then add a few more dishes, Uncle Ninth." Yu Tang was excited, "Let's have one more person to eat."

Yu Xiheng nodded slightly, but had no objection.

Feng San was half curious and half puzzled: "When did Miss Si have a younger brother?"

"Oh, it's not a kiss." Si Fuqing stroked his chin, "I saved him from an injustice before, but he lost to me in the game, so he became a younger brother."

Shang Lu's eyes glowed.

He also lost to Miss Si. Rounding up, is he also a younger brother?

I don't know what Miss Si's brother looks like.

The waiter served some aperitifs.

Several people waited while drinking.

Ten minutes later, the box door was opened.

The waiter ushered the visitor in.

Yu Tang immediately looked up.

The young man was tall and straight, as slender as a jade tree.

"Fengsan, you look at this figure, I know he's a handsome guy!" Yu Tang peeled off a few peanuts, "Also, Qingqing's younger brother, can his appearance be bad?"

Before Feng San could speak, Shang Lu immediately retorted: "His muscles are not as developed as mine!"

Feng San: "..."

Good boy, learn fast.

"You know shit." Yu Tang snorted coldly, "We girls like this kind of clothes that look thin and fleshy. It's not good that the muscles are too developed."

Shang Lu stammered: "Yes, yes?"

After the waiter withdrew, Su Yang took off his hat and mask.

He bowed slightly: "Everyone has been waiting for a long time, it is really disturbing so late."

"..."

All the sounds stopped abruptly at this moment, the breathing stopped, and there was a dead silence in the box.

Except for Yu Xiheng who was still floating tea, everyone else stared blankly at Su Yang who took off his mask, and they were all dumbfounded.

With a "click", the chopsticks in Yu Tang's hand fell to the ground.

Her mouth was wide open, as if she could not speak.

The assistant director was so shocked that he lost his voice, and his head buzzed a few times, signaling a strike.

fuck!

Who can tell him why the top ceiling of the Daxia entertainment circle appears here? !

Feng San and Shang Lu were barely able to get better, but it was inevitable that they would lose their temper.

After all, when Xie Yu's group debuted, some netizens boldly guessed whether the drummer was Su Shen.

They also had the idea of ​​understanding Si Fuqing, so they searched and got an understanding of Su Yang's situation.

They were all too familiar with this face.

The real top men in the entertainment industry, others are going to stand aside.

But now, he has become Miss Si's younger brother.

Is this world mystical? !

"Shen Su?!" The assistant director finally reacted. He jumped up instantly and stammered, "Is it God Su? Or fake?!"

How could he see Su Yang here?

He must be blind.

"It's me." Su Yang politely said, "Hello."

"I'm fine, I'm fine!" The assistant director was very excited, "Su Shen, I'm your fan, can you sign my name for me?"

Yu Tang was extremely excited, Xing Xingyan said, "Husband, I want too!"

"Sign everything, don't mind." Si Fuqing greeted Su Yang to sit down, "Tangtang, she calls me her husband when she sees me."

Su Yang: "..."

He didn't seem to be comforted at all, instead he was in a worse mood.

He fell silent, and began to think about whether Si Fuqing would be able to steal the male artist's job after a while.

"That is to say, the drummer who played with Miss Si today is Mr. Su?" The assistant director's voice was trembling, "My God..."

Invisibly, he was fortunate enough to listen to Su Yang's performance.

Su Yang has only held one concert, and the concert venues are all over dozens of cities in the five states of Daxia.

Even so, it's still hard to get a vote.

It's really priceless and can't be grabbed with money.

But he came to the city on a business trip and ate at the same table with Su Yang.

The assistant director was so excited that he just wanted to get up and dance.

The director must be jealous of him.

He signed Si Fuqing as expected!

Who would have thought that Si Fuqing would invite Su Yang directly?

Glenn, please don't move!

Who is Miss Si?

The assistant director looked at Si Fuqing cautiously, and his heart became more and more itchy.

Now if someone told him that that day, Si Fuqing invited Yun Lan out of the mountain again, he would absolutely believe it.

"It's ugly." Su Yang was still polite, "I haven't played the drums for a long time."

"What are you doing?" Si Fuqing held his chin, "Why don't you just have a meal? As for all the fuss?"

Deputy director:"……"

Listen, is this human?

This is Su Yang!

Yu Xiheng finally spoke up: "Order."

Su Yang glanced at him and frowned.

"Mmmm, it's dinner time." Yu Tang divided three menus and went down, "You're welcome, family, what do you want to eat?"

family?

The assistant director looked at Si Fuqing and at Yu Xiheng, who was calm and quiet from beginning to end.

After a few seconds, he suddenly realized.

No wonder.

It turns out that Miss Si got married at an early age.

In this way, it is understandable that Su Shen's eyes are not good.

If he has an older sister or younger sister who gets married, he will definitely gnash his teeth at the man.

The assistant director is wandering around the world, and has already started to make up the script in his mind.

Linjiang Pavilion is extremely private, and there is no need to worry about the information being leaked.

The waiters filed in and brought in their plates.

"Although it's really not good to talk about work at the dinner table, Su Shen, I'm so excited that I still want to ask you." The assistant director rubbed his hands. To be a flying guest?"

When they invited people, they didn't take Su Yang into consideration at all.

One is that Su Yang's status is too high, a ceiling-level figure in the entertainment industry.

Second, Su Yang has never appeared in any variety show, and interviews can be rejected as much as possible.

But who knew the twists and turns, he had a conversation with Su Yang!

Su Yang raised his head: "Is my sister there?"

The assistant director nodded: "Yes, yes, Miss Si is a resident guest."

Su Yang hummed: "Yes."

"That's great! And Miss Si is really nice." The assistant director burst into tears, "I heard that the show is for charity, and Miss Si doesn't even want the salary."

Yu Xiheng turned her head: "Charity?"

"Well." Si Fuqing brows lazily, "I only need to earn enough money to support myself, no matter how much I have, it's useless, and it's just a few episodes of the show, so I'll be hot with such a high salary."

For her, although money is omnipotent, it is not as good as herself.

She has to seize more time to regain her strength.

Moreover, it is not her who really costs money, but...

Si Fuqing had an indifferent face.

Xiaobai knew that he was wrong, and he carefully stretched out his little fluffy paws and tugged at her sleeve.

Si Fuqing slapped it on the head, very ruthless: "Don't touch Dad's clothes."

Xiaobai began to roll: "woohoohoo."

It is hungry, it wants to eat gold.

Yu Xiheng sat next to Si Fuqing.

He raised his hand and put it on Xiaobai's head, but it didn't fall.

Xiaobai was a little confused.

Don't you want to play the dog?

Until it raised its small head and saw a piece of gold of excellent quality in the man's palm.

The gold detection radar belonging to Pixiu quickly started.

Pure gold!

There are no impurities.

Xiaobai's eyes lit up.

It first glanced at its master vigilantly, and then quickly ate the gold.

belch.

full.

Pixiu's life is very satisfying.

Xiaobai became active and wanted to rub Yu Xiheng's pants.

But it didn't hit.

The man smiled lightly and said slowly: "Okay, listen to her carefully."

Xiaobai, who didn't expect it at all: "..."

How does it feel that the days to come are not very good.

**

Just when Si Fuqing and Su Yang, who are hot spots, were having dinner, today's performance had already been trending on Weibo.

#Si Fuqing, Bass#

#Si Fuqing, god teacher#

#Si Fuqing this person can handle it, she will come in person if something happens#

#Xie Yu, blonde#

#mystery drummer#

[Help, what is going on with this woman? How can anything, the eye wind is so murderous! 】

[She glanced at me, and I felt that she was going to kill the Quartet and crush everyone. 】

[I just ask, who else is there! Are there any immortal mentors like Si Fuqing? Fans of a certain green tea, you have no face to fish in troubled waters, right? 】

[I'm still curious about what that drummer looks like! Did any sisters take pictures? 】

[Alas, no, not only did I not take pictures, I didn’t meet Su Shen in the bar for two hours, and I was so sad that I drew circles. 】

As expected by the director and planner, the sixth episode has only been launched for less than four hours, and the number of broadcasts has increased exponentially.

The director was very pleased, opened an extra bottle of red wine, and prepared to go home tonight without getting drunk.

The planner also drank a drink and sighed: "Mr. Si is really a treasure. Before the show started, I thought that it was Lu Tianhou and Lin Qingyan to increase the popularity of the show."

Who knew that when Si Fuqing came out, he would instantly kill everyone?

"Fortunately, we woke up quickly." The director agreed, "You can count on Teacher Si for the next four episodes."

The planner took it seriously, and suddenly asked: "Have we responded to the invitation letter sent to Glenn?"

"It shows that I signed for it a week ago, but there was no response." On the side, the assistant shook his head, "I don't think there will be any more. There are too many people to invite. How could Glenn be interested in our talent show?"

"Not necessarily." The planner muttered, "I have a hunch that Teacher Si is the breakthrough, maybe..."

Of course he understands the truth of counterattacking people and attracting fans.

But the problem is that this so-called counterattack was not set up by the show team at all, it was Si Fuqing who stood up on his own initiative.

The former is singing, the latter is bass, every time it can turn the sky upside down, who knows how much more Si Fuqing can do?

Planning lit a cigarette, his hands were shaking, and he was also a little excited.

He couldn't wait to see how the night of the group would explode.

**

here.

After eating, Si Fuqing returned to his apartment.

She came out of the shower, wiped her hair, and walked to the computer.

Xiaobai lay beside him, humming comfortably.

It's so full today.

The owner of the dog's owner is so great that he removed all the impurities before feeding him gold.

"Strange." Si Fuqing narrowed his eyes, "Why didn't you pester me for gold to eat today?"

Xiaobai was a little nervous, screamed, and took the initiative to lie down, revealing his soft little belly to be cute.

If its dog owner knows someone has given him gold, will he deduct his dog food?

"Daughter, I finally know how to save money for Dad." Si Fuqing patted its head, "Dad is relieved."

Xiaobai rolled his eyes.

Fortunately, the dog owner had no idea that it had eaten a large gold brick.

Si Fuqing opened the picture book, scanned and uploaded the two clothing designs she drew, and made it into a file package.

Open the mailbox again, and enter Glenn's email address in the Send field.

Si Fuqing paused, and she pondered for a while.

After a few seconds, she deleted the email address and entered another email address.

Then write a name in the text box and click send.

After the transmission was successful, she fell on the bed and quickly fell asleep.

**

At this time, Glenn, the international art mecca.

It is home to world-renowned actors, singers, and talented painters and sculptors.

There are also street performers who want to be discovered by Glenn. They are not allowed to enter the central area, they can only perform around, and they are all looking forward to being signed by talent scouts one day.

Great Xia Empire is night, here is day.

in an office.

The man was in his late forties, with brown hair and blue eyes, working in an office.

"Mr. Mel." The special assistant walked in. "There are several performances in the Daxia Empire that invite you to watch. This is an invitation letter from them. One of them..."

She opened a very delicate invitation letter: "It's called "Youth", it has imitated a hundred talent talent show abroad, it has been recorded and broadcast to the sixth issue, and their program team invites you to participate in the last issue. The night of the group."

"I don't have time or time." Mel refused without looking up. "I don't need to watch it to know that the highlights of those shows are concentrated on the traffic stars, ignoring the real talent and art, and there is nothing to see."

Do you really think that the entertainment industry in Daxia is still a few decades ago.

Or was it when Yun Lan was there a few years ago?

He asked him three times and nine times, and he didn't want to stain his eyes.

The special assistant nodded, put away all the invitations, and prepared to put them in the grocery room.

"I'll go to Lan's side to see the finished clothes." Mel stood up. "The film festival is approaching, and we must not slack off in terms of clothing. You can help me read my latest announcement and spare me two days."

The special assistant responded and went to prepare the schedule.

It's not far from Lan's headquarters, just a few kilometers away.

Mel quickly arrived at Lan's headquarters building.

"Mr. Mel, welcome." The staff welcomed him in, politely, "Are you here to see the finished clothes? It's ready, please come here."

"Okay, thank you, don't you know that I have the honor to meet Mr. Gu today?" Mel's attitude was completely different from before. "Or when will Mr. Gu have time? I want to invite him to dinner."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mel, Mr. Gu has been very busy recently." The secretary shook his head, "I really don't have time."

Mel is sorry.

A few years ago, Lan's core design products were much less.

Only Mr. Gu Wenzhu is still designing.

Everyone in Glenn wanted to see him, but they all hit a wall.

Mel has been waiting for two years and has not seen Gu Wenzhu.

Too.

Such a top international designer really has no time to meet him.

The staff brought Mel in.

And at this moment, eighty floors.

Gu Wenzhu was reading a newspaper in the office with a cup of tea beside him.

"Teacher." The secretary knocked on the door and came in. "There are a few more emails in your private mailbox. I have cleaned up all the junk emails for you."

"There is another email that is not spam, but it is marked as a design drawing, and I ask Lan to design according to the design drawing."

"How come the design drawings are in my private mailbox?" Gu Wenzhu pushed his glasses, "Isn't it written who sent it?"

His private mailbox is not Lan's external mailbox, and not many people know it.

But it did leak once.

"It's a pity, teacher." The secretary shook his head. "The address is empty, and the other party has encrypted it. Without your permission, I didn't even open it."

Gu Wenzhu nodded, said nothing, and took a sip from the teacup.

The secretary understood: "I'll clean it up now."

Gu Wenzhu waved his hand and motioned him to leave.

But suddenly, as if thinking of something, his hand suddenly trembled: "Wait, don't delete it! Bring it here and show it to me!"

The secretary was a little surprised and puzzled, but did so anyway.

He took his laptop and opened the email.

Gu Wenzhu put on presbyopic glasses, he didn't look at the attachments, he read the text directly.

There are no other extra words in the text, only one inscription.

Luna.

Ordinary, but it doesn't matter.

Gu Wenzhu's eyes continued to slide down, and he saw two words written in the language he was most familiar with.

Yunlan.

In fact, at this table today, the assistant director still doesn't know that there is Miss Yu's family, there is a genius from the Mo family, there is a genius from the Qianjunmeng, and there is a certain His Majesty who will be pulled by his waistcoat every day?

Deputy director:? ? ?

*

Why are you so interested in what I practice? It's like this, I practice legs and practice Pamela and beautiful ballet, two women called devils (?) You can watch it at station B, and thin legs are still It's quite obvious, but the waistline is falling faster qwq