I practice martial arts, and it’s normal to be invincible billions of times, right?

Yan Fei followed Tang Qingwu into the business car.

The car drove towards Dongcheng.

Yan Fei and Tang Qingwu sat in the second row.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

After twenty minutes of driving, the car stopped.

Tang Qingwu opened the car door and looked at Yan Fei with a smile.

"Mr. Yan, please get out of the car.

Yan Fei got out of the car and was almost shocked by the scene.

The square was full of people, each holding a form.

"It's all here to sign up.

Tang Qingwu smiled slightly.

Yan Fei stammered a little: "I won't have to queue up too, right?"

Tang Qingwu shook his head: "Of course not, you are now in the top ten of the audition website, and we have someone to dock." As

soon as Yan Fei got out of the car, many people's eyes came to him.

These people have fire in their eyes.

Everyone was a spiritual cultivator, and they rushed over to bask in the sun and queued up for several hours.

Yan Fei, a martial arts cultivator, actually had a beautiful reporter and a special car to pick him up.

This is not fair!

These people are unhappy, but Yan Fei is happy.

His back was straight, and his hands were behind his back.

Step by step, he followed Tang Qingwu through a special passage into the building.

Entering the hall, this person is also Wuyang.

Yan Fei roughly calculated, there must be more than three hundred people in the hall alone.

Plus the ones outside, there must be at least a thousand people who are smaller.

Who is the master of all these 1,000 people?

Then the pressure of his own competition is too great!

Yan Fei couldn't help but think of this.

He patted Tang Qingwu on the shoulder.

"What's wrong with Mr. Yan?" Yan

Fei smiled: "Host Tang, are these people all participating in the competition?" "

Of course not, whoever is the master in every session is very popular, so we also screened it."

Tang Qingwu pointed to the poster not far away.

"The minimum requirement is to cultivate a first-order five-star, and to be in good health and disease-free.

She smiled: "You also know that when you start the competition, the players will not show mercy.

Yan Fei's back was cold, this girl doesn't look like a good person!

followed Tang Qingwu into the elevator, went up to the 13th floor, and the two of them walked out of the elevator.

Bumped into a middle-aged man in his thirties.

The man beckoned as soon as he saw Tang Qingwu.

"Are you back?"

saw Yan Fei behind her again, and smiled.

"This is Mr. Yan Fei, right? Welcome, welcome!" The

man's enthusiasm stunned Yan Fei.

Tang Qingwu turned his head and introduced to Yan Fei.

"This is the chief planner of "Who is the Master", Mr. Tang Tianyang.

Tang Tianyang laughed and grabbed Yan Fei's hand.

"I'm too humble, I'm a part-time worker.

Tang Qingwu looked at the corridor, as if he was looking for something.

"Mr. Tang, what about the others? Didn't you say that you would see the director today?" Tang

Tianyang shook his head: "Lao Yan's grandson went to the location today, so you go downstairs to find a scene job."

Tang Qingwu nodded, said goodbye to Yan Fei and walked into the elevator.

Tang Tianyang smiled and stretched out his hand, pointing to the house not far away.

"Mr. Yan Fei, come into the house to talk about the competition?"

Yan Fei nodded and followed him into the house.

Entering the house and sitting down, Tang Tianyang took out a bottle of drink and handed it to Yan Fei.

"Mr. Yan, you also know that you are hot now, so we will invite you.

Yan Fei nodded: "Yes, otherwise how could I, a martial arts cultivator, be favored by your show."

"Hahaha..."

Tang Tianyang's laughter was always a bit naïve.

He took out the contract from his desk and pushed it to Yan Fei.

"That's not what we mean, you look at the contract, it's the participation agreement, everybody has to sign it.

Yan Fei picked up the document and looked at it a few times, then signed.

Tang Tianyang stretched out his hand to shake Yan Fei's hand.

"Today is mainly to sign the participation agreement, sign the salary contract on Friday, and please come to Qingwu on time when the time comes.

Tang Tianyang stood up and was about to send Yan Fei out.

This Yan Fei signed an agreement in a daze, and his heart was a little uncertain.

Tang Tianyang didn't say anything about whether he had money or not?"

"I said Mr. Tang, do we have any money in this competition..."

Hey, when did I, Nima, hold back this breath?

Yan Fei still wanted to bother for a moment, when the phone suddenly rang.

He took out his phone and looked at it.

It was a message from a classmate I didn't know.

3000 yuan work,

do you want to do it?3000?do! Why don't you do it?

Reply to a uh and turn around and run.

didn't even say goodbye to Tang Tianyang.

Tang Tianyang still wanted to say see him on Friday, but when he looked up, the person was gone.

Yan Fei took the elevator downstairs, and he was always curious.

3000 jobs, is this going to call the principal?

I think it's better to ask, Yan Fei called the customer a little bit.

"Hey, the customer is big!What is the job of 3000?"

"See you in the school playground." "

Dududu..."

said a word on the other side, and hung up Yan Fei's phone.

This made Yan Fei angry, and he didn't look at the yellow calendar when he went out today.

What kind of hangers did you meet?

But Yan Fei couldn't afford to lose the "big business" of 3,000 yuan.

He walked out of the building through the side door, hailed a taxi and headed back to school.

Along the way, Yan Fei thought about how to slap this customer face to face.

When he arrived at the door of the playground, Yan Fei was stunned.

There's no one at the door, there's a bunch of students in gym class.

Yan Fei was so annoyed that no one answered after making a few calls.

Thinking about leaving, I feel like I'm losing again.

Yan Fei has always been a rule, even if you don't pick up money when you go out, you will lose it.

Yan Fei couldn't stand it when he lost three thousand at this time!

He was bored, so Yan Fei squatted on the platform at the door to watch the students attend class.

This class is for the third class of high school.

Why is Yan Fei so sure?

Because the girl who was jumping high not far away was the class leader of the third class of high school.

Yan Fei's cold goddess who had a crush on him in high school, Lin Qingyu.

The main reason why Yan Fei was bullied by Wang Ying, Li Tian and others was because of her!

At the beginning, Yan Fei took a fancy to Lin Qingyu at a glance when he started school.

And then the quest began.

It's a pity that Lin Qingyu's cold and glamorous appearance also provoked another suitor.

That's Li Tian.

After Li Tian knew that Yan Fei was also chasing Lin Qingyu, he and Wang Ying were together.

first gave Yan Fei a dismount and beat Yan Fei at the school gate.

Later, he even pressed Yan Fei to the ground and beat him.

In front of Lin Qingyu.

After that time, Yan Fei's reputation at school became that everyone could be bullied.

Although Lin Qingyu didn't choose Li Tian, he didn't choose Yan Fei either.

After this Yan Fei salted fish turned over, he never dared to contact Lin Qingyu again.

In the final analysis, it was because of her face that no one cared about at the beginning.

When he thought of this, he felt a little unhappy in his heart.

Looking at Lin Qingyu not far away, he was in a daze.

She wore a close-fitting short-sleeved tracksuit.

The slender limbs connect the slender and delicate body.

Guan Yuewan is a beauty that can be seen from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.

That Lin Qingyu is aggressively gorgeous.

This is also the reason why many little boys, including Yan Fei, were fascinated at that time.

As the bell rang, the students dispersed.

And Lin Qingyu picked up the black sportswear from the chair on the side and walked to the door of the playground.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to Yan Fei.

Yan Fei didn't want to pay attention to her.

Maybe it's an estrangement, or maybe she's seen herself make a fool of herself.

Yan Fei lowered his head and looked at the floor tiles.

These floor tiles are real floor tiles.

But those feet stood in front of Yan Fei's eyes.

He raised his head in embarrassment, down his smooth thighs.

It was that cold face.