The Golden Partridge of An Lingrong's Rebirth

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"Fairy Lord Furong, your soul returns to its rightful place——"

The memory came back like a rising tide. When I opened my eyes, the fog of Taixu illusion dissipated inch by inch. The ringing of bells still echoed in my ears. Fairy Hibiscus brushed aside the falling petals and stood up slowly.

"I have come back from this calamity and my mood is even better. Congratulations." The Fairy Girl of Jing Huan flew down in front of her with a smile on her face.

Immortal Furong's eyebrows were picturesque, but there was no joy on her face, leaving only a hint of sadness: "I've experienced many dangers in this time, thank you Fairy for helping me many times." She slowly relaxed her eyebrows and nodded to Fairy Jinghuan in thanks.

Fairy Jing Huan just smiled: "I'm just following the trend, but it's Fairy Lingxiao who has worked so hard for you, even going into the world to block the second calamity of life and death for you. You should thank her." After that, She brushed her sleeves and looked at the cave on the cliff in the distance, "But it's unlucky for you to come back. She just went down to earth and experienced a calamity. If she can return safely, she will be ranked as an immortal king. "

On the cliff, a beautiful Lingxiao flower bloomed in the clouds and mist, and a ray of sunlight shone on it, shining with a different kind of brilliance.

Fairy Jing Huan seemed to have seen through Fairy Furong's thoughts, and suddenly said softly: "She has experienced a very difficult life."

"Then I will go and help her." Immortal Furong raised her eyebrows and smiled softly, flying towards the cliff. After a while, her figure was hidden in the lingering clouds and mist, and was no longer visible.

Jing Huan Fairy sighed slightly, then shook her head and chuckled. A bright light soared into the sky in the distance. She knew that another mortal had ascended, but this time it was a little strange: "Someone actually ascended to the ruthless path?"

She hurried to the entrance of the fantasy world. On the cliff behind her, the Lingxiao flower was still blooming in the wind...

***
"Jingle bells - tinkle bells -"

The piercing ringtone rang in his ears, the bed curtain was suddenly opened, and the dazzling sunlight shone in instantly. Lin Rong raised his hands to cover his eyes with some discomfort, and turned around with a murmur: "Little Bai, don’t pull my quilt..."

Bai Liu rolled her eyes and pulled off the quilt with the little flowers printed on it: "Lin Rong, if you don't get up, Teacher Duanmu will be late for class!" She quickly dug Lin Rong out of the quilt and pulled her Pushing into the bathroom, "Wash your face and brush your teeth quickly. Breakfast is on the table. Remember to take your medicine after eating..."

Lin Rong yawned and stood in front of the mirror. He was stunned for a while before he woke up: "Is today's morning class about archaeological theory?!"

"Today is Wednesday." Bai Liu sighed heavily, opened the door and looked at her, smiling softly and saying, "My dear, you still have two and ten minutes."

A scream resounded through dormitory 601, followed by the sound of frantic washing, mixed with Lin Rong's series of "It's over, it's over, it's over." Bai Liu shook his head helplessly and packed her schoolbag for her.

It was really a chaotic and thrilling morning.

Lin Rong pulled Bai Liu and ran into the classroom on the last bell. Panting, she sat next to Fang Yichun, who had come to take a seat early in the morning: "Isn't Teacher Duanmu here yet?" Looking up at the crowded lecture theater, Lin Rong raised his eyebrows Wiping the sweat from his forehead with his hand, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw a gentle and beautiful woman slowly walking into the classroom.

Duanmu Yue is a famous professor of archeology at University A and the treasure of the history department. There are countless students who want to take the postgraduate entrance examination and become her disciples. And the graduate students she brings out are all top talents in the archaeological field. They are most famous for their archaeological research. Yuan Zongzhenglin—that is, the brother of Zong Zhenghuan, a talented girl from the Finance Department of A University.

Let’s chat over wine: [Do you want to have lunch together? ]
I only wish to maintain my eyebrows as before: [I pass, planning the [-]th anniversary of the school...]
Shuangmulin: [@It’s okay to drink and have fun, but what do you want to eat? ]
It’s Xuanxuan’s treasure: [@ I only wish to raise my eyebrows as before. President is very busy, do you want to bring you food? ]
What will Chunchun eat today: [I want to eat the newly opened Wawa restaurant in Joy City! ]
Shuangmulin: [Yes]
It’s Xuanxuan’s treasure: [Only slightly spicy]
Drink and chat: [Let’s meet at Sunshine Gate at noon, I’ll drive]
Shimmer: [Recommend the omakase on the top floor of Z Center, it tastes pretty good]
The Weiyan group was suddenly silent for a moment.

Shimmer: [? ]
Shuangmulin: [Shocked.jpg]
What did Chunchun eat today: [Miss Tong actually talked in the group! ]
It’s Xuanxuan’s treasure: [Yanyan, do you want to go back to the dormitory today? ]
Shimmer: [Yeah, come back and hand in the drawing]
Shimmer: [@It’s Xuanxuan’s treasure, please change the name quickly, I’m going to go blind]
Shimmer: [@春春What’s for eating today? I’m in a good mood today. I don’t want to scold you. Don’t be too owed]
Shimmer: [@双木林Change the picture, this one is too ugly]
Drinking and chatting happily: [Wroga House, are you coming? @Shimmer]
Shimmer：[No]
Lin Rong and Fang Yichun looked at each other and whispered, "What's wrong with her?" "I don't know, are you stimulated?" "You didn't bother to talk to us before, but today you replied word for word." "Reasonable suspicion that she fell on her head..."

"Classmate Lin Rong, please answer this question."

Duanmu Yue's voice came from far away. Lin Rong was excited and stood up reflexively. Then he accepted everyone's attention with a confused look on his face. He glanced at the content on the PPT and blurted out the standard answer fluently. , but Duanmu Quercus shook his head with a smile: "What I'm asking is, how can the bamboo slips of the Han Dynasty be restored to their original state?"

Lin Rong laughed dryly, trying to cover up his embarrassment of not paying attention in class: "When standard-sized bamboo slips are preserved in the natural environment, their internal structure will usually collapse due to dehydration and become a toothpick less than one millimeter wide. At this time, , the filling and dehydration method should be used to replace the moisture inside the bamboo slips, and then the original color can be restored after the bamboo slips are strong..."

"Yes, that's a good answer." Duanmu Yue's smile remained unchanged, "But I'm not serious in class. Come to my office later."

Lin Rong suddenly laughed bitterly, and Fang Yichun on the side covered his face with his hands in a guilty conscience.

The bell rang, and everyone left the lecture theater one after another, and Lin Rong followed Duanmu Yue to the office dejectedly.

"Okay." Duanmu Yue patted Lin Rong's hand and asked her to sit down next to him. The smile on his face was gentle and approachable. It was a little less majestic and alienated than in the classroom just now, and more concerned about the elders. , "How is your mother's health lately? Wenwen bought me two boxes of bird's nests yesterday. You can take one box back."

"Thank you, aunt, but no, my mother doesn't like eating these." Lin Rong touched his nose and came to Duanmu Yue with some embarrassment, "Aunt, can you not ask me to answer the question by name next time? I was caught. It’s so embarrassing.”

Duanmu Yue couldn't stop being happy, and stretched out her hand to pinch Lin Rong's face: "Our family is so beautiful, what's the point of being embarrassed?" Her eyes were full of smiles, and suddenly the topic changed, "Your father misses you so much, what? Go home and visit when you have time, he is quite lonely alone."

Lin Rong blinked, with a cold expression on his face: "Isn't Aunt Liu accompanying him?" "Who is she on the stage? Don't mention it." Duanmu Yue's face darkened immediately, "The old man said, she will be with her for the rest of her life. Don't even think about entering our house. Don't say that you don't have children now. Even if you have children, you can't bear Duanmu's surname and let her give up as soon as possible. Your father is a bit stubborn, but I still listen to what he says. You are with me Let’s just talk about it in front of him, but when we meet his old man next time, we can’t keep talking about it.”

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore." Lin Rong gestured with his mouth to pull the zipper, and said with a smile, "Auntie, if I have nothing to do, I will leave first. I have an appointment with my roommates for dinner at noon."

"Don't worry, I haven't told you anything serious yet." Duanmu Yue took out an invitation letter from the drawer and handed it to Lin Rong, "Xinxin came back from abroad. He opened an entertainment company a while ago and plans to start one recently. For a variety show, your aunt directed it himself and wanted to find two permanent guests. Xiao Nuo said that your image is the most suitable and asked me to bring the words. "

Lin Rong was stunned for a moment, then stretched out a finger in disbelief, pointed at his nose and said, "Me?" He frowned and backed away. Lin Rong's face was full of rejection, "Sister Fu did this, does my eldest brother know? "

"Not only do I know, I also agree with it." Duanmu Yue stuffed the invitation letter into Lin Rong's hand and said earnestly, "Rong Rong, your eldest brother is already a grown man. It's really not easy to get Xinxin back this time. You have to help. Help your brother."

Lin Rong took a deep breath and said with extreme helplessness, "Okay."

Shuangmulin: [My dear children, I have returned from the tribulation, where have you been? ]
It’s Xuanxuan’s treasure: [We have arrived at Wawa House, table 3, come quickly]
What will Chunchun eat today: [Come on, I’m already so hungry that I want to chew on the corner of the table]
Shuangmulin: [I’ll take a taxi here now. If I don’t arrive in 20 minutes, you can eat first without waiting for me]
After turning off WeChat, Lin Rong called Fu Xinyi again: "Sister Fu, I received the invitation letter. What exactly do you want to do...?"

"Baby Rongrong just needs to be a mascot quietly!" Fu Xinyi's voice came from the other end of the phone. She seemed to be busy with other things on the speakerphone, and her voice seemed a little erratic, "I asked Qin Uncle came to be the chief director, and also hired Song Zhixia to be the chief screenwriter. By the way, don’t you like photography? This time I hired Jiang Guangjun to be the camera director. You can also steal a teacher when you have time. How about I treat you All right?"

"Wow." Lin Rong's eyes lit up a little, "Such a big deal?"

"That's necessary." Fu Xinyi hummed and laughed proudly, then her voice suddenly dropped again, "But there is one thing I'm worried about right now. I can't invite guests... Go, go, go, I said I'll find it myself... ...Rongrong baby, do you have any good ideas?"

Lin Rong heard an intermittent male voice and coughed lightly: "I usually don't pay attention to the entertainment industry. Where did I get the idea? Ask my elder brother, he will definitely know." After speaking, he hurriedly said, "Fu Sister, I still have something to do, so hang up now. You can contact me then. Bye~"

"Hey Rongrong..."

Lin Rong simply hung up the phone and prayed silently in his heart: Brother, little sister, I can only help you so far, the rest is up to you!

After the screen of the phone stopped, it lit up again, and a V-blog push was pushed up.

#热小花林晓 commits suicide early in the morning#
Lin Rong didn't pay much attention and ignored it with a casual stroke. After paying the fare, he hurried into the mall. At the same time, on the hospital bed, the thin and petite girl slowly opened her eyes.

The pungent disinfectant lingered in the whole room, and the dazzling lights made Lin Xiao almost unable to open her eyes. Her eyes were swollen, and she realized that she was in a hospital ward. The severe pain from her wrist reminded her that she was still there. Living - those pains did not dissipate with the passage of life, but clung to her like leeches.

She slowly moved her groggy head, and when she saw the person lying beside the bed, she couldn't hold back her tears: "Sister Fei..."

Qi Fei suddenly woke up and saw that Lin Xiao was awake. While pressing the call bell on the bedside, she scolded her: "You are seeking death! With such a deep wound, the doctor said that if you come even one minute later, your life will be in danger." It's no longer possible - just for a man, you have to live or die, don't you feel ashamed?" She said it very rudely, but there was concern in her words, "Xiaoxiao, can you use this to see clearly who Li Mian is? Who is this? He is also a good thing to you!"

"Sister Fei, I really can't live." Lin Xiao covered her eyes and cried, "Li Mian and I both came out of the orphanage. We have supported each other over the years. I thought we could reach the end... ...Even if we have to separate, we shouldn’t do it in such an undignified way.”

Qi Fei sighed heavily and hardened her heart: "Okay, don't talk about this. Because you made such a fuss, Tang Yu has been chosen as the heroine of "Ask the Heart". The company has considered your current situation. There is too much black material, so I have decided not to show you the screen for the time being. I will first do variety shows to gain popularity." She took out a contract in a business-like manner, "You signed a ten-year contract with Angel, and you still have half a year left."

Lin Xiao cried so hard that her lips trembled: "Sister Fei, I..."

"I know, but you can't refuse." Qi Fei's eyes flashed with distress, "Xiaoxiao, I can protect you from those unspoken rules, but this is an explicit rule." She stuffed the pen into Lin Xiao In her hand, she said, "Sign it. I've read the script for this variety show. It's very daily, and it should be in a relaxed and casual style. You can just record your face after you go there. When the variety show is finished, your contract will almost expire." She looked at it. Lin Xiao signed and then pressed his fingerprint, "My ability is limited, so I can only help you get here."

"Thank you, Sister Fei." Lin Xiao sobbed.

Qi Fei put away the contract and took out a tissue to wipe her tears: "Don't cry, you have endured for so many years and finally achieved some results. What's the point of having a little black stuff? Black, red, black and red, first black and then red, This is the law of the entertainment industry." She threw the tissue into the trash can, "Look at Shi Lan, the Grand Slam Best Actress, wasn't she also involved in dirty stuff before?"

Lin Xiao held the corner of her mouth stiffly, but could not laugh after all.

"You should rest first. I'll go back to the company to make a job." Qi Fei put the contract into her bag, "I'll tell you everything about this variety show. The producer is a very young girl, not a few years older than you. , but the team is very mature. The chief director is Qin Weihai, and the investor is Duanmu Group. I guess it is the elders coaxing the children at home to have fun. You can decide the right balance for yourself."

Lin Xiao nodded, looked at Qi Fei's leaving figure, and said in a dumb voice: "Sister Fei, walk slowly."

The moon is sparse, some people enjoy their youth wantonly, some people shed tears alone, some people lament that they are getting old, some people are busy and tireless... The gears of fate begin to turn, and all the parts fit together perfectly at this moment.

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