After going down the mountain, the full-level boss made his fortune by fortune-telling

Chapter 71
"Uh... Now that you said that, I finally remembered that he seemed to be the original speaker at the freshman congress, but he didn't come, and someone changed."

The senior looked back at the basketball hoop and sighed earnestly.

"You won't see him many times in the future. He basically doesn't come to school, and he only comes during exams."

"Huh? Won't you be fired?"

"Fired?"

The senior sneered, his tone low.

"Let's not talk about Lishen, even if he doesn't come to class, he can still be the first in his major. Do you know who his grandfather is?"

The junior came closer and pulled his ears curiously.

"Who?"

"Tang Zi."

"It can't be the director Tang Zi I know?"

The senior snorted, and seeing the astonishment on the junior's expression, he nodded in satisfaction.

"It's him! The founder and chairman of Tang Zi Film and Television Media Company, more than half of the teaching materials of our Qiulin Media are donated by Tang Zi Film and Television. Which actor in my country does not want to act in Tang Zi's movie? Look at our captain, look at him..."

The people around couldn't help but turn their heads.

The captain who used to be proud and arrogant, now can't wait to squat down and chat with that lazy boy.

"He can't wait to be the shoe lifter for the God of Rites!"

"Shhh, let's keep our voice down...the captain has already won an award, and the future is so good, is there any need to curry favor with Lishen?"

The senior looked at the ignorant junior in front of him with the eyes of a fool.

"Are you serious? What are the awards he has won now? If he can't produce a masterpiece, he will be forgotten in less than a year! Besides, who has no ambition as an actor? What's more, he is struggling now. A star, do you know that more than half of all the movie kings and actresses in the past 20 years are all because of Tang Zi's movies?"

"His grandfather is even better."

"Now in the department of acting, who sees the God of Ritual's unscrupulous posting? Tang Zi loves his grandson the most. If God of Rites can casually mention a word in front of his grandfather, even if he only plays a small supporting role, then It is also a gift!"

The junior looked thoughtful, then looked back and asked a question.

"Is the Ritual God looking... average?"

"What the fuck are you talking about?!"

The junior was taken aback, and the other party's attitude was as if he said that the movies directed by Tang Zi were rubbish.

"Ah... isn't it?"

"Come on, let's not look at his face, just look at his whole body, what do you think?"

The junior glanced at it against the morning sun.

"Tall, a little skinny, with long legs that look like they have no muscles."

"This isn't fucking muscular, it's well-proportioned! Not to mention the girls in the acting department, even the boys in the acting department who are close to him, half of them are for their future, and the other half..."

"for what?"

"For him!"

"..."

The junior didn't understand, but he was shocked.

"The God of Ritual looks like both men and women, and that face is so beautiful, it hooks a lot of zero and one restless people in our school."

"real or fake……"

The junior took another look, and suddenly the peaked cap that had been down to cover his face was lifted up!
The moment he had no time to escape, he saw half of a fair and thin face with a delicate chin and red lips, which were pursed impatiently at this moment, even if he couldn't see the upper part, it was enough to be eye-catching.

"I rely on me!!"

He quickly turned around, clutching his little heart and taking a deep breath.

"I saw!"

"handsome or not?"

"Beautiful! Then why doesn't he make his grandpa's movie?"

The senior sighed.

"God will open a row of skylights for you, and then he will definitely close a door for you. Lishen's family background is good, his mind is great, his face is good, but unfortunately, his health is not good. He has been in the operating room three times in half a year. If he overuses his brain, he will recover from illness." Let alone such a high-intensity action for filming, one action has been NG hundreds of times, how can he stand it?"

"Hey... that's really a pity."

"It's a pity! People don't live in the entertainment industry! Why can't such a smart mind do it? You can save yourself and think about yourself!"

A group of bald mangy dogs worried that the swans could not fly high enough.

envy, jealousy, hate.

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"Jili, since you've come here, you have to move a bit. I promised Brother Li, and I will urge you to exercise well."

Jiang He begged the old man for the third time to get up and walk around twice.

It's a pity, the uncle lowered his head and remained motionless, ignoring him at all.

"If you do that again, I'll call your brother."

"Jiang He, if you are free, go clean the toilet."

"I'm as fucking busy as a dog! If it wasn't for your brother, I wouldn't bother to care about you!"

Tang Jili raised his head, looked at him and smiled with parted corners of his lips.

"My brother bullied you?"

"Don't laugh like that, I have nothing to do with your brother."

Jiang He felt that the more he said the more something was wrong, he simply patted the basketball hoop.

"Hurry up, hurry up, if you don't want to play basketball, then move your muscles and bones in another place. The doctor said that you need a certain amount of exercise."

The boy raised his arm a little, then put it back, bent one long leg, changed his position, and continued to lie down.

too tired.

Tired of doing everything.

"Brother Li!"

"Leave me alone, what should you do?"

"Others are watching. They all fucking think I'm a licking dog for you. Get up and move quickly to give the licking dog some face."

Tang Jili didn't move. Under his peaked cap, he stared lazily at the badminton court not far away. Through the barbed wire, he looked at the petite figure who looked calm and composed.

The little girl with a big slap is accompanied by an old man, one old and one young doing Tai Chi leisurely. This kind of aging exercise is done by such a little girl, and it doesn’t seem to violate the slightest bit. On the contrary, she feels that the movements are elegant and generous. Full of sex.

Tang Jili looked down.

Blocking the eyes, you can't see the white and slender neck.

"Tsk..."

"If you really can't, go to the side and do Tai Chi."

The basketball game is about to start, and Jiang He doesn't have much time to waste.

If he can't serve this ancestor anymore, he still has to hurry up and train.

"Liang Yiming, your fucking eyes are glued to him! Come and train!"

Liang Yiming, who was still watching from the block, responded without looking back.

"I'm coming."

He was walking backwards, but his eyes were still glued to Li Xuanwei's body. When a basketball hit him, it hit him on the head accurately, only then did he regain his senses and look over.

"Jiang He!"

"Don't look, come and train!"

Liang Yiming ran over excitedly, and at the end he didn't forget to look back.

"I think she noticed me too."

Jiang He snorted.

"You can't wait to buckle your eyeballs and stick them to her. It's hard for her not to notice you."

Holding the ball, Jiang He turned around and greeted Tang Jili.

"You continue to sit, I will go to training first."

(End of this chapter)