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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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 Veteran programmer Li Mu was unfortunately kicked by fate into the year 2001, right before university entrance examinations. He happily shook his butt, got up, and inevitably stepped onto the road of being spectacular.
 As a person re-living his life Li Mu had his own goals and ambitions. Earning money was just the primary stage of becoming amazing.
 As for getting into the weekly publication of Times Magazine, becoming a master in the IT industry, and aiming for being on the Forbes Magazine list, they could all only be considered as his life’s instermediate stage.
 As for what he considered the highest realm of being a phenomenal, Li Mu felt like there were the following three points:
 • Becoming a rich man’s idol.
 • Becoming a celebrity’s godfather.
 • Becoming an extraordinary person’s father.
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 A young boy genius, Suo Jia, is a water mage who dreams of being a warrior travelling the great and dangerous trade routes to find his lost father that set off on them before Suo Jia was born. Having to look after his sick mother, Suo Jia manages to find a way to solve all their problems, as well as make a name for himself. He gathers nobility, vast wealth, items of great power, knowledge lost to the ages, and exceptionally talented females around him as he plots and plans – preparing to set off on an epic journey that will go down in history as a new legend. However, will others that depend on his powers so much be willing to let him go on such a dangerous journey so easily?
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 The formless ancient world was infested with despicable demons. They hunted and feasted on mankind, keeping the human civilization constantly in a weak and suppressed state.
 During the first known year, a magical mountain descended into the world from the realm of the Gods. Carved on this enormous mountain was a message: ‘Heaven Prevails’…
 After the Grand Descent, a name that was given to the descending of the mountain, the Three Great Sages made their ways to Mystic Mountain where they learned to harvest what we now call magic, establishing the Mystic Cults and eighty-one sacred shrines to help aid mankind with the cult’s mystic powers against the eternal fight to the death with demons.
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 This is a sweet, love story of a sloth and a wolf after they transmigrate.
 One is a lazy girl who eats and sleeps, sleeps and eats and the other is a big, bad, black-bellied, older brother next door.
 The lazy girl hides from place to place for fear of being eaten. The big, bad, older brother tries every means to eat meat.
 The big, bad, older brother grinds his teeth: “You are mine. Don’t think of escaping anywhere!”
 She burst into tears: “Older brother Wolf, don’t eat me, okay?”
 He says at a critical juncture: “Okay, then you eat me!”
 Thus, the lazy girl who had just found a good man worthy of trust…… was tied up by her bad older brother and ate clean!
 A certain man’s declaration of love: What is a loyal dog? I will be a loyal wolf for you!
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 When Ye Qiao received the award for best actress, they asked her about her husband during the interview. 
 Q: When was the first time that you noticed him? 
 A: In an old rental apartment. The couple next door was doing special exercises and I happened to overhear it. 
 Q: When did you officially meet him? 
 A: I was bitten by his dog and got 6 rabies shots for it. 
 Q: Why him?
 Maybe because she had been lonely and helpless in the past.
 She had been hidden herself in the darkness. The only ray of sunlight in her life was from him
 A story about Ye Qianxi’s cousin from The Most Majestic You, though the story is mostly unrelated. This story was published before The Most Majestic You and is somewhat more serious
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 Humans are the spirits of all things, and Gu is the essence of heaven and earth. 
 I was originally an entomologist, and my soul traveled to a young insect-controlling boy in a world of immortal cultivation. 
 I inherited the growth Gu that was regarded as garbage by the original owner, and gained the ability to see the growth of all things. 
 I firmly believe that there are no useless Gu insects, only useless hosts, and it all depends on how strong the host's imagination is. 
 I found that the remaining recipes also have growth, and the Gu recipes that are only one material left are also called remaining recipes, so it is simple. 
 I just need to write down a material randomly, and then guess the remaining materials. If the growth disappears, it means that I guessed wrong. If the growth increases, it means that I guessed right, and then continue to guess. 
 When I guessed 100%, it means that I successfully guessed a Gu recipe. 
 Similarly, the skills, pill recipes, equipment recipes, formation diagrams, wine recipes, poison recipes... can all be guessed. 
 From [Nine Deaths Divine Art] to [Purgatory True Demon Art]. From [True Soul Transformation] to [Demon Splitting Divine Art]. 
 Others practice the way of killing, while I practice the way of self-creation. 
 Looking back, I am already invincible in the world... 
 This book is also known as: "My Imagination is Against the Sky, I Created My Own Invincible Method in the Mortal Village", "Sorry! I Only Know My Own Immortal Method", "I Created a Heavenly Master of All Methods"Author's Other NovelsLongevity starts with Liver Gu recipeThe Tao of Immortality Gu: Start by creating your own Water Bear Gu
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 “White Moonlight (Bai Yueguang) lies within a certain part of the heart, you are my unspeakable wound.”
 Having the natural constitution of being a White Moonlight, He Ziming, after his death, got bound to the “Cannon fodder’s Counterattack System,” and thus began his journey of being reborn as all kinds of cannon fodder, helping the original owners of the body he is occupying fulfilling their wishes, face-slapping the protagonists and becoming their White Moonlight.
 Because I like you, I die, but to you I am as insignificant as a bird’s feather.
 However, I still want you to remember me for your whole life, to engrave my name into your heart and soul so deeply that your heart will hurt by only thinking of me.
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 The unparalleled Demon King Ye Xuan, who was able to heal the death or the living alike and holder of the medicine Holy Scripture, was betrayed and killed by his fellow Demon Kings. But he reincarnated into the body of Ye Xuan, the prodigal son of the Ye family and vowed to himself that he would return to his peak and take back everything that belonged to him!
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 Transmigrated as a widow and live a noble life?
 That’s nice. Just teach the children, drink some wine, listen to operas, and even sneak a few little wolf dogs when you’re free.
 Gee, don’t be too unrestrained.
 Lu Jinxi’s golden abacus rattled loudly, but who would have guessed that human’s calculations were not as good as heaven’s calculations?
 At first glance, the man in the picture was a painted skin demon. He wished he could tear her apart and swallow her whole. He finally ran out of tricks and asked her to remarry. The crippled concubine-born son was actually the former crown prince who was secretive and coveted the mother.
 What’s even more terrifying was…
 The deceased husband who had died in the battlefield for six years came back from the dead.
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 Everything was going so well. It was the perfect path toward greatness.
 He reincarnated to the World of Cultivation after dying on Earth. Though he was new to everything, he survived with little to no harm.
 He learned how to battle, cultivate, and even how to love. He trained along with his wives, mastering all the nine elements, and they finally ascended together. They planned to continue their adventures together in the higher realm called ‘Heaven Realm’.
 Unfortunately, everything crumbled that day.
 Just as they thought they had succeeded, rushing through the passage between the Realms, they were attacked by the Heavens and forcefully split apart.
 The separation was painful but adventuring without them wasn’t an option.
 Xuefeng would never leave anyone behind.
 Join us and follow Xuefeng as he dominates the Heaven Realm!
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 Against Heaven's Will is the continuation of "Spirit Cultivation." It's advised to read them connected since this is book 2. The quality of book 1 is lower since its my first book but it gets better the more you read. Hope you enjoy this series.
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 A young Brave walked out of his village, gathered companions to his side, defeated the Great Demon King, became famous, then came back with beauties in hand! This was a legend that appears in the world of Seyrol every 200 years! 
 Our protagonist, however, isn’t a Brave. Even so, for over a thousand years his figure has loomed throughout its history. 
 Unwittingly, the name of the Red-robed Priest began to resound throughout the world. Red-robed Priest’s legend included extraordinary sword techniques and magic, erudite knowledge, and an almost prophetic ability to lead young Braves toward the proper path. People of the world think of him as a descendent of the ancient Yellow Race which led to his omnipotence. In essence, however, this was just the characteristics of the profession known as ‘Noble’.
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 This novel is also known as Technological Wizard
 This is a story about the study of technology in the wizarding world.
 Probability, electromagnetic induction, nuclear physics, relativity… if one explored and learned the scientific way, one would be able to master everything. This was Richard’s way of thinking until he traveled to a world similar to the Middle Ages as the prince of a nation.
 One day… he’d been carried away by a dragon.
 “This is quite an interesting aerodynamic flight, isn’t it. How does it fly when it doesn’t satisfy the&nbsp;Kutta Condition. Maybe it has to do with the number of wings and the&nbsp;Bernoulli Theorem?&nbsp;Does it have a built-in engine?”
 Richard could not help but wonder as he looked at the dragon he was riding.
 “Well, this is good study material. Oh, by the way, you said just now that you kidnapped me as a prince because you wanted to find a playmate for your dragon daughter? Isn’t this reason a bit too… outlandish?”
 “Roar!” the dragon roared angrily and flapped its large wings straight into the sky.
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