After being abandoned, I became famous by live streaming of metaphysics

"I'm really fine." Mingzhao thought for a moment, put his hand on Gu Xu's, and then put his forehead against Gu Xu's forehead.

"Feel it, I'm not lying to you."

Gu Xu: "..."

"What are you doing?" Li Wenhe walked in and happened to see this scene, and his eyes suddenly changed.

Gu Xu closed his eyes suddenly. He now felt that there was nothing wrong with Mingzhao, but he might be the one with the problem.

Those resentments did not pollute Ming Mao, but they might have polluted him indirectly.

Otherwise, how could I really be filled with lust and thoughts at that moment, and almost lose control of myself.

Gu Xu turned around and walked out without saying a word.

Mingzhuo looked at Li Wenhe inexplicably: "Why are you so loud all of a sudden? What should I do if you scare Ah Xu?"

She had just opened the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and Gu Xu was not on guard. If he was frightened at this time, it would easily cause irreversible damage to the brain!
Li Wenhe: "What are you not doing?"

"No, he was worried that I was controlled by evil spirits. I just proved my innocence." Mingzhao said frankly.

Li Wenhe felt something was wrong, "Wait a minute, the way you prove your innocence..."

Mingzhao: "Open the sea of ​​​​consciousness and let him see it. Oh, I will wrap his soul with my magic power. Everything will be fine."

Li Wenhe: "..."

The question is whether something is wrong. The question is the blending of soul and spirit. Why does it sound so much like dual cultivation?
But Ming Zhao's expression was so magnanimous that Li Wenhe couldn't find a point to question.

Just as He Wangyao walked in a few steps behind, he was confused and asked, "What's going on with Ah Xu? Why does he look wrong? Are he sick? His ears are so red."

Mingzhao: "No, Ah Xu's body temperature is normal."

My personal experience just now is absolutely correct!

He Wangyao: "Boss, how do you know..."

Li Wenhe suddenly interrupted him, "I said I'm not sick, so I'm not sick. Why are you asking so many questions?"

He Wangyao: "..."

No, Wenwen, you are suddenly so fierce!What are you doing?

Mingzhao: "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. How is the Cheng family doing?"

He Wangyao finally came back to his senses and reported on the situation of the Cheng family in the past few days.

Instead of staying at the Cheng's house every day, he had an idea and paid for a private detective to enter the Cheng's house with different faces every day to observe the situation.

Anyway, there have been a lot of people coming to the Cheng family to express their condolences in the past few days. There are many people coming in and out every day, and no one notices the few strangers who have mixed in.

"Cheng Jingru has been keeping vigil for the past few days. He stayed up from day to night and from night to day. He only slept for four or five hours when he couldn't hold on any longer." He Wangyao said.

Local people have the custom of keeping a wake for their children, usually until after the first seven days.These seven days are very tiring. Generally, only filial sons and virtuous grandchildren need to endure this, but not daughters.

But Cheng Jinghao couldn't bear the hardship and ran away without a trace long ago. Fortunately, Cheng Jingru was very stubborn and held on without letting others laugh.

He Wangyao felt a little admiration in her heart. Others could still take shifts or catch up on sleep during the day, but she really managed to survive on her own.

Mingzhao's cell phone dinged. She opened it and took a look, "So haggard? You've lost a lot of weight."

He Wangyao stretched his head and took a look, and suddenly his whole body felt bad.

I don’t know who it is, but I go to Cheng’s house every day to live broadcast Cheng Jingru’s wake!

If he had known someone was broadcasting live, he would have just stayed in the live broadcast room. What else would he have to do to find someone to come to his door every day?
He looks like a fool, spending money and effort!
Mingzhao comforted him: "At least I have confirmed with my own eyes that the person kneeling there is Cheng Jingru himself, so my hard work is not in vain." "How come it is not in vain, boss, don't comfort me!" He Wangyao flipped through the live broadcast records and was so excited. Autistic.

Li Wenhe couldn't help but frown: "You said you confirmed that the person kneeling there is Cheng Jingru himself. What do you mean? Could there be someone else pretending to be?"

He Wangyao also suddenly remembered that Yuan Qingwan pretended to be his biological daughter, and he had a terrible idea.

"Is it possible that Cheng Jingru is also faked by Liu Manling?"

Mingzhao: "What are you thinking about? Mother and daughter don't look alike, so how can they pretend to be fake? That's not the reason."

She paused and said with a smile, "If Cheng Jing has not left the Cheng family, it proves that something has not left the Cheng family. Let's go, there will be a good show at the Resurrection Night tonight."

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In the evening operation, Gu Xu still came with him.

Mingzhuo was scrolling through his mobile phone at the time, watching the live broadcast of Cheng Jingru's wake.

This anchor claimed to be live broadcasting secretly, but the strange thing is that he has been live broadcasting for several days, and no one noticed it, and no one scolded him to leave. This is disrespectful to the king.

There were many fans gathered in the live broadcast room, and some people even scolded me in the first two days.

Either he scolded the anchor for eating human blood steamed buns to gain popularity, or he scolded Cheng Jingru for directing and acting in his own show, for wanting to be famous and going crazy.

But after seven consecutive days, no one questioned this anymore. Instead, they felt distressed and hugged the little junior sister.

Cheng Jingru's tenacity without sleep during these seven days is admirable, and the haggardness and weight loss visible to the naked eye is also distressing.

The negative impact of stretching the crotch during the Hongguang Building recording was eliminated.

If someone mentioned this again, many people would scold her, saying that mother and daughter are connected. Cheng Jingru must have sensed that something was going to happen to her mother, so she was always uneasy and didn't behave well.

Her mother is dead, and those who scold her have no heart.

Even if some people think these are two different things, after all, the dead person is the most important, and no one will continue to argue.

Cheng Jingru was even praised for insisting on keeping vigil for seven days, saying that many young people today have no conscience and that there are not many filial daughters like Cheng Jingru anymore.

Because it was highly discussed, it also became a hot search topic.

Gu Xu saw that she was reading hot searches and handed her the tablet in his hand to look at, "Someone is behind this matter to push public opinion."

The tablet intuitively displays Cheng Jingru's fan changes and popularity. Miraculously, she has gained another 30 million fans in the past few days.

These are not fans you bought, most of them are live fans, which shows that you really like Cheng Jingru.

Only then did He Wangyao realize that it was Gu Xu who first noticed Cheng Jingru's wake live broadcast. He didn't understand. "Every time Cheng Jingru becomes popular, he always takes a different approach."

He has seen people become popular in various ways, but he has never seen a live broadcast wake become popular.

It wasn't even live broadcast by Cheng Jingru himself, but someone secretly live broadcast it.

"The matter of being famous is quite mysterious." As an anchor, He Wangyao expressed his envy.

Mingzhuo: "Some are metaphysics, and some are not."

He Wangyao: "I understand, staged photos are not uncommon. But Cheng Jingru doesn't need to do that, right? Master Xuan doesn't need to be exposed to the public all the time. It's not conducive to practice."

After he entered Xuanmen, he consciously reduced his live broadcast work.

The most important thing for a practitioner is to cultivate his mind. If his mind is unstable, how can he improve his cultivation diligently?

Cheng Jingru's talent is excellent, and of course he cannot compare with a pervert like Ming Zhuo, but he is definitely a leader in Xuanmen, so why should he ruin his future?
Mingzhao: "It's not necessary for most people, but Cheng Jingru is different. I won't talk about this for now. It's almost time. Let's go."