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 The film is popular in the country, and various announcements have followed. Ling Lang has always disliked participating in any publicity activities, but there are always one or two publicity files that cannot be pushed away. Whenever such a time, he They silently acted as backdrops, but fortunately the media has long been accustomed to it.
 Ling Lang sat on the three-person sofa in the studio, leaning on the corner, Feng Hao sat next to him in the middle, and there was no one on the other side. This distance had invaded Ling Lang's personal space. He did not understand what the other party thought. A professional actor will definitely know that sitting in this way will unbalance the TV picture, but Feng Hao is like he does n’t know this, even the show director does not correct him.
 After a routine question, the highlight clip of the movie began to play on the big screen, and the first interaction between the two in the film was naturally among them.
 Ling Lang was forced to review the scene that once left him out of control. Although the original impulse was no longer there, his thoughts inevitably drifted away. The host and Feng Hao said something but he did n’t say a word. Listen in until Feng Hao calls him in his ear.
 "Senior, senior?"
 Ling Lang came back to God, only to realize that Feng Hao's face, which only existed in the fantasy, actually appeared in front of himself. He actually wanted to be wrong, and completely forgot that it was on TV.
 Feng Hao was amused to see him in his dreams, "Senior, you can take your mind off the show."
 Ling Lang coughed in concealment, owed himself, and asked him, "Which link was recorded?"
 Feng Hao's expression was helpless. "Senior, you are really not involved at all."
 "I remember nothing happened after the interview."
 "It's my turn to show my talents below. Can you take the liberty to ask me to cooperate with me?"
 Ling Lang frowned, not a variety show, what talent show?
 "Why didn't I know this paragraph before?"
 "Additional planning decision."
 "What do you do?"
 The program director announced the preparation. Feng Hao didn't have time to explain. He set his posture in front of the camera, slightly tilted his head towards Ling Lang, and whispered, "I'll know later."
 As usual, the host made some cutscenes, teased each other with Feng Hao, and then entered the topic of this link.
 "Feng Hao."
 "Ok?"
 "A lot of viewers don't know much about you, after all, you are a newcomer."
 "Yes."
 "Do you want to take this opportunity to let everyone know you better, for example, what are your specialties, and sing a song for everyone?"
 "Actually, I wanted to sing a song for everyone, but unfortunately I don't have a good voice today."
 "But," he said quickly, "I can improvise a little magic for everyone."
 "Oh?" The host expressed great interest. "What is the magic? Do I need to cooperate with you?"
 "You are so active, the audience must say that you are my trust," Feng Hao teased, and the audience immediately laughed.
 After everyone laughed, Feng Hao turned to Ling Lang and said, "If I can, I would like to ask Teacher Ling to cooperate with me."
 Ling Lang clearly revealed surprise.
 "What are you doing?" He asked Feng Hao privately while the staff went to get the props.
 "Just performing a little magic is not difficult," Feng Hao whispered softly.
 "I don't know what to do."
 "The senior doesn't have to do anything, just cooperate with me."
 The staff brought up the props that had been prepared and turned out to be a bundle of rope.
 Feng Hao took the rope and laughed, "Teacher Ling, please stand up?"
 Although Ling Lang did not know what medicine was sold in his gourd, at this time he could not refuse, so he had to stand up from the seat and walk to the center of the field, waiting to see what Feng Hao wanted to do.
 "I have an ordinary rope in my hand," Feng Hao motioned the props to the audience, and handed the rope to the host and dragged it, indicating that he did not do anything.
 After checking, Feng Hao walked to Ling Lang. "Now I want to tie Teacher Ling up."
 The staff in the audience were sweating coldly. For thirty years in the industry, they had never seen such a bold person.
 Feng Hao's hands are very proficient, which makes one wonder whether he has worked hard. He passed the rope behind Ling Lang's neck, crossed the knot on his chest, then wrapped it around Ling Lang's arms for a few times, and finally fixed his hands behind him, and tied a complicated knot.
 "Can you turn it over and show it to the audience?"
 Ling Lang turned around and saw his hands tied tightly under the close-up of the camera.
 "Can you break free?"
 Ling Lang moved manually, indicating that he couldn't.
 Feng Hao motioned him to turn back, pick up another piece of rope, and also showed it in front of the camera. This time, Ling Lang was wrapped around his body, and he also tied a dead knot at his ankle.
 "Mr. Ling try it, can you move now?"
 Ling Lang shook his head.
 "Do you need to check?" Feng Hao asked the host.
 "Uh," the host was probably afraid of being frostbite by Ling Lang's halo. "I believe Teacher Ling will not lie."
 "Okay, next," Feng Hao picked up a black curtain and covered it in front of Ling Lang. "Count down with me, three--"
 The audience continued in unison, "Two-"
 "One!"
 Feng Hao raised his hand and opened the curtain. Ling Lang stood still intact, with two pieces of rope scattered around his feet, and an exclaimed voice immediately appeared at the scene.
 Feng Hao picked up the rope and showed no signs of disconnection.
 The host curiously turned the rope over and over and looked at it, and couldn't help asking Ling Lang, "You really are not his trust?"
 Ling Lang was probably the calmest of all people. "I don't know how he did it."
 "How did you do that?" The host asked curiously.
 Feng Hao pressed his index finger to his mouth. "This is a trade secret."
 The host again amazed for a long time, "You shouldn't be acting, you should be magic."
 "In fact, I can only change this magic," Feng Hao said modestly.
 "Why did you learn this magic?"
 Feng Hao smiled and looked at Ling Lang around him with a pun, "I just thought someone might like it."
 After the recording of the program, Feng Hao followed Ling Lang back to the lounge and took the initiative to say, "If the senior wants to know the magic principle, I don't mind telling you."
 Ling Lang didn't seem to have any interest in this, "If the magic is revealed, it will be meaningless."
 "Hey," Feng Hao sighed exaggeratedly, "I thought I could take this opportunity to practice a few more with the senior, but this is my best skill, and I hope it will attract young fans."
 Ling Lang packed things in an orderly way, and what Feng Hao said was like wind to his ears.
 Feng Hao's face suddenly appeared in front of Ling Lang's eyes, making Ling Lang confused, "What do you do?"
 "The senior is indeed the film emperor," Feng Hao grinned.
 Ling Lang frowned slightly. "What do you mean?"
 "The acting is so good," Feng Hao stepped back, with a natural expression like he never mentioned the topic at all. "Are the seniors still not willing to tell me the phone?"
 "Please find me something ..."
 "Is the agent?" Feng Hao interrupted him. "I knew you would say that. Since the senior is so persistent, I won't ask for it again."
 He held up the car key in his hand. "I'll show you back?"
 Ling Lang refused, "No, I'm driving myself."
 Ling Lang sat in the driver's seat, but did not start the car for the first time, but leaned on his back with his eyes closed. The agitation in the body of the studio had been relieved a lot, and the exhilarating memory that can be picked up by Feng Haoyu still exists Lies in my mind.
 He couldn't help touching his wrist, there were no traces of rope over it, but there were invisible burns left, and his skin was faintly hot.
 Only he knew that when Feng Hao bound his hands, his index finger scratched slightly in the palm of his hand. This concealed action concealed the camera, the host, and even he was blinded. I don't know if the other person did it intentionally or accidentally.
 If all the actions in front of Feng Hao are Tim Chai, then this action is like an ignition, which instantly ignites his desire | fire, and his desire that has existed since adolescence has become a matter of course in the public. reality.
 He couldn't describe the feeling at the moment of the upper body of the rope. He only remembered that he used a lot of energy to overcome the tremors caused by the excitement, and thanked that today's dress did not make him shame in public.
 Ten years of acting saved him, and Feng Hao's praise to him may be a hint he didn't want to admit. This person is like mastering all his dead spots. He intuitively what Feng Hao might perceive, but instinctively. Let him escape the truth.
 Ling Lang was still struggling with contradiction between self-numbness and acceptance of reality. He heard someone tap on the car glass a few times. He opened his eyes and saw that the person he was thinking was standing outside the window and looked at him with a smile. Not at all like a hidden mind.
 He lowered the window, and Feng Hao's voice came from the outside, "The senior is not here yet, great."
 "Is there something?" Ling Lang asked succinctly.
 Feng Hao put on a distressed expression, "I also said that I wanted to send the senior to a trip, but my car couldn't catch fire. Could you please ask the senior to send me a trip?"
 "... What about your car?"
 "The agent will get it for me later."
 Feng Hao has been seated as the co-pilot. When Ling Lang started the car, he was still thinking about it. This is a downtown area. It is very convenient to take a taxi.
 This idea could not be verified because probably no second person would make such a request to him except Feng Hao.
 Ling Lang looked at his watch. The agent ordered him to go to a suit shop to measure the size today, and made an appointment for him. In his words, I have never seen an artist wear the same outfit several times on important occasions. He was awarded the Oscar Award for Hard and Plain Achievement.
 The Feng Hao family and the suit shop happened to be in two directions. He had to rush past before the other party closed, and didn't know if it was too late.
 At this moment Feng Hao suddenly said, "Sorry, can you please ask me to send me to another place?"
 He quoted the name of the suit shop, and Ling Lang turned his head in surprise. Does this person have mind reading skills?
 "That's it. I made an appointment with the store to choose clothes today. Now they're almost closed ... don't bother you?"
 Ling Lang looked at him suspiciously for a long time and shook his head.
 "That's good," Feng Hao laughed. "It's better to go with me to see if the seniors also do a good job in this shop, just don't know if they can enter the senior's eyes ..."
 Ling Lang interrupted him, "I happen to be there too."
 "Really?" Feng Hao unexpectedly rejoiced. "That's a coincidence."
 A quarter of an hour later, the two appeared at the door of the suit shop, where the clerks were well-trained, and it was only courteous to meet a star like Ling Lang.
 Ling Lang simply picked two models, and a clerk came up to measure the size for him. Feng Hao looked at him with a smile on his arm, Ling Lang always felt that his eyes were on him, as if he was not wearing clothes. He is very uncomfortable.
 "Why don't you measure?" Ling Lang asked.
 Feng Hao did not answer, the clerk answered for him, "Mr. Feng is our old customer, and we have recorded his size long ago."
 The clerk said that he was measuring with a ruler on his body, and the data recorded on the paper was increasing. Seeing that only the last item remained.
 Feng Hao came over and took the tape measure in the hand of the clerk. When Ling Lang was wondering, the soft ruler had wrapped around his neck.
 The two were very close, and when they were half a step forward, they would stick to each other's body. Feng Hao lowered his eyelids and glanced at him. He was slightly higher than Ling Lang, but this action caused an illusion to Ling Lang. As if the other party was much taller than himself, tall enough to look down on him, and the smile on the corner of his mouth looked like a joke.
 "Thirty-eight," Feng Hao read the value, and the clerk immediately wrote on the book. Ling Lang stepped back quickly after the soft ruler was released. It seemed that such a distance was safe. Feng Hao laughed when he saw this. Laughed and returned the ruler to the clerk.
 After leaving the store, Feng Hao consciously sat in the co-pilot, Ling Lang started the car and drove directly to Feng Hao's house. If this scene was seen by the agent, he would be shocked.
 After driving for a while, Ling Lang suddenly hit the steering wheel, and the vehicle was moving in the opposite direction.
 "What's wrong?" Feng Hao realized that something had happened.
 Ling Lang glanced lightly at the rearview mirror, "Paparazzi."
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 Ling Lang is thirty-two years old and an A list movie star. He is also the youngest to become the king of the silver screen. Known for having a cold and aloof disposition, people nicknamed him king iceberg of the silver screen. His biggest secret? He is a masochist down to his very bones.
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 In the heavens and the worlds, each world has a world tree representing civilization, which can produce spiritual seeds with civilization characteristics. 
 People have a chance to awaken the soul land domain and become gardeners, with different numbers of land for cultivating spiritual plants. 
 They can also awaken the halo and become a god-favored person, giving various halos to gardeners and spiritual plants. 
 There are many kinds of spiritual plants, which can be continuously cultivated, grown, and evolved. Starting from a spiritual seed, there are infinite possibilities for evolution. 
 Lin Zhi traveled through time and obtained the "Spirit Plant Cultivation Selection Manual": 
 Is the awakening of the gardener's talent destined? 
 No, I can choose the talent again. 
 The cultivated spiritual plant race can only be random? 
 No, I can choose the spiritual plant I want. 
 The evolutionary route of the spiritual plant is uncontrollable? 
 No, I can choose the best way! 
 With the manual in hand, Lin Zhi had the fate of surviving in the troubled times and turning over the fate of the common people in this great era of civilization hegemony in the heavens and the worlds...
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 Many years ago, Zhou Hao was still that nutcase that was proud on the surface, but underneath, he starved for love. He treated Jiang Yuqian as family, and was extremely good to him.
 Jiang Yuqian did not love him, instead scorning him for irrationally clinging on to him, and finally sent him to hell with one kick.
 Many years later, Zhou Hao’s disposition had improved a lot. He had learnt to love everyone good around him, the only exception being Jiang Yuqian.
 Jiang Yuqian, however, was as though possessed. He started missing the uniqueness of the little nutcase, and started to cling on to him as though he was a plaster…
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 Su Yun was a prodigy, blessed by the gods. However, life is never so easy. Soon after reaching 6th stage in spirit novice realm cultivation, his progress stagnated due to incurring a rare medical condition.
 A few years go by, and Su Yun has spent all his time gambling or drinking, wasting his youth away, but one day everything changes. Qing Er, the only one who stood by him was forced by his clan to be a sacrificial bride to someone she didn’t love, only to be executed by the groom on the wedding night for fleeing. Burning for revenge, he scoured the world for a cure for his rare medical condition from both righteous and villainous side.
 Countless years go by, and finally Su Yun not only found a way to cure his rare condition but also gain immense knowledge on a myriad of martial techniques.
 But before he could fully cure himself, he received news that the groom suffered an assault that damaged his internal organs. Rather than wait for decades to become fully cured, Su Yun decided to hatch a plan for the assassinate of the groom. Unfortunately, he underestimated the strength of the groom’s family and was killed instead.
 Then he regains consciousness. He comes to a realization that he went 15 years in the past. This time, he vowed to protect Qing Er, but first he must cure his rare medical condition. Will he learn from the mistakes of his previous life or is everything still set in stone?
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 This is a time of great powers: The vast Persia, Sparta that is founded by force, Athens with its trade and business, Thebes the rising star, The ambitious Macedonia, The twin heroes of the Western Mediterranean, The rising Rome and so on.
 This is an era of brilliant stars: Agesilaus II – the last king of Sparta, Epaminondas – the Rising General of Thebes, Philip II – the founder of Macedonian hegemon, Dionysius – the tyrant of Syracuse, Camillus – the Roman dictator and savior…
 This is an era of contention among a hundred schools of thought: Plato – the great philosopher, Antisthenes – founder of cynicism, Pythagoras – school of number, Democritus – the encyclopedia scholar, Hippocrates – the father of western medicine, Aristophanes – the great dramatist…
 What will the hero bring to the world when he comes to this age as a humble mercenary through rebirth?
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 The Human Emperor and his opponents were embroiled in a 33 day long final battle involved the strongest experts. After destroying the Abyssal World and sealing the Abyssal demon king’s godly weapon‘ a mysterious purple card disappeared into the space-time vortex‘ and tunneled through infinite space-time.
 In the vast wilderness‘ where martial arts was still slowly growing in its infancy‘ several peerless masters tried to find their path in the world of martial arts.
 A young adult named Yi Yun from modern Earth had unwittingly stumbled into such a world and began that journey with a purple card of unknown origin.
 It’s a magnificent yet unknown true martial art world. This is the story of a normal young adult turning into a legendary peerless expert.
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 "I'll give you a million dollars, but you have to stay in the last game you played for a year. Are you willing?" 
 Li You (disdainful): Yes, yes, and then what? Can you let me go? 
 Then he traveled through time. 
 Arrived in Raccoon City. 
 Li You: Don't underestimate me, I'm a full-achievement player! ! Look at me clearing the game with one life! ! 
 This is a story about a game nerd traveling through different game worlds to overcome obstacles. 
 [Note: The original work's important CP is not broken. ] 
 [Current world line: Resident Evil II and III → Dying Light → Resident Evil IV → Sekiro → Dead Cells → This War of Mine → Double Edge → Cyberpunk 2077 → Resident Evil 1 → Dark Souls III (pure process) → Devil May Cry IV → Elden Ring]
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 Traversing non-stop, 
 But just to be in every world, 
 Send some warmth to the male gods who have gone through all kinds of hardships before they become black. 
 The immobile vegetative male god, the scumbag president male god who forcibly robbed him, 
 The high-IQ male god who played the prison escape, the plush male god who could not be transformed… 
 All kinds of male gods, only you can’t think of them, and they won’t be warm without her.
 The book is also called “Before the Villain’s Darkening” and “What is the Little Black House? Can it be eaten?” “, “Why the male god is so disagreeable and blackened”, 
 “The Healing Journey of the Warm Little Angel”…
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 This is a story about a legend, a legend of one that should never be forgotten. 
 Summer, first time down the mountains in 16 years, after being raised by his 3 masters and Fairy sister. 
 ‘Why won’t you follow the Rules of society?’ 
 [The rules are the tool made by the strong, so I follow my own rules.] 
 ‘Why won’t you just use your brain instead of your brawn?’ 
 [Idiot! Have you ever seen anyone use their brain, to get back at an ant that bites them!? No, they just casually step on it.] 
 ‘Everyone says I’m a first-class beauty!’ 
 [Ugly, You’re not even qualified to be my maid. Only a ‘Summer certified beauty’ is worthy enough!] 
 ‘I may be your enemy, but I’ve heard you don’t beat the sick.’ 
 [Oh, don’t worry, even if you’re on your last breath and I feel it’s beneath me to slap shot you dead. I’ll just fix you up and then beat you!] 
 ‘Just who the hell are you?’ 
 [You don’t know who I am!? Then listen carefully] 
 “I am Summer in the spring, the autumn, and the winter, I am the world’s first above the heavens!” 
 Follow me, Summer Day as I step by step become formally known as the world’s first master, the world’s first doctor, the world’s richest man…… a lot of other world’s number one, but most importantly, The worlds happiest man. 
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 After the nuclear warfare, massacres started to spread throughout the entire world. The order between humans completely collapses, and the strong eats while the weak gets eaten becomes the #1 rule.
 When you lose the chains of desire, it means that you no longer have a road to go forward. You can only turn left, or face right.
 Hell is to the left, but Hell is also to the right.
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 He Xiaoyun transmigrated in the 70s and became the mother of the hero in a book. The feats of the old lady in her youth were endless: Pretended to fall into the water and drowning, relying on the soldier in the same village on saving her, drugging the other party, and then conceiving a child; Relying on having a son to separate from the family, suspecting her husband of cheating and playing around the army.
 He Xiaoyun always felt that the hero’s father is doomed for eight lifetimes. She hated these kinds of people the most but she became such a person herself… I feel like I can’t talk like that anymore. The only fortunate thing is the old lady is still just a young woman, she’s still young, beautiful, and healthy. They are three things and she recognizes the situation no matter how bad it is.
 However, at night, she thought of the ‘old man’ that made the hero full of respect. Now that she’s been forced to take over, He Xiaoyun, a single dog, isn’t all that well.
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 Wu Heng looked at the world he was about to enter: "A Nightmare on Elm Street", "The Curse", "Kunchi Rock", "Silent Hill", "The Grudge", "The Return of the Clown", "The First Commandment", "In the Woods" cabin"…… 
 He traveled to a deep blue star similar to the Earth, was selected by a lighthouse, and entered the infinite world. 
 Good news: The world in The Lighthouse is all from movies he was familiar with in his previous life. 
 Bad news: At the beginning, you enter the world of the American horror classic "The Amityville Horror". 
 Looking at the Hell Monks summoned from hell: the quartet of Nailhead, Trembling Tooth, Deep Throat, and Gourmet; 
 As well as the chains, hooks and other torture instruments swinging around them! 
 Wu Heng said hello calmly...
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 Taking up his father’s title, protecting Goddesses, an unusual path of cultivation.
 Xiao Family’s dandy Young Master Xiao Chen, degraded to trash of the clan, with his father missing and thrown out of the family.
 His fiancée became his mistress, and Xiao Chen has became his fiancée personal servant, what was most pitiful was that there weren’t any wages and he still had to pay rent!
 However…it doesn’t matter, there is spring for unlucky teenagers…
 For whom did he become an amazing cultivator for?
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