Encounter strange people
The directors on the scene were all whispering, each of them wondering if it was the handsome foreigner at the Buffett charity dinner. No one looked at Yang Can at all. Although Yang Dapao is famous, it is difficult for everyone to treat him. Putting it together with Yang Xiuya, after all, Yang Xiuya has stepped into the domestic super-class actress club through these two TV series.
Female celebrities like Zhang Ziyi, Gong Li and Maggie Cheung all like foreigners without exception.
Of course, under Yang Yan's crazy gestures, the topic did not continue. The host could only turn to the next question:
"Mr. Yang, now the influence of the zombie drama has far exceeded previous expectations, so is it paving the way for your upcoming trip to North America?"
Yang Can knows that most people don't care about this news, so he just smiled and brought it along: "I can't talk about it, no matter what the ratings, I have already contacted the United States and plan to try the water."
The host did not ask any more questions. Obviously he was not too cold about this question, but far away in Beijing, in an elegant and classical villa, Wu Bin, who was sitting in front of the TV, was drinking tea. After listening to this question, He smiled and turned his head to look calmly at a fat man in his sixties who was wearing sunglasses and was wide.
"Boss, the soldiers you brought out are not bad."
The boss who was lying on the chair gave a heavy enthusiasm from his throat and sat up straight with his heavy palms: "This kid is indeed a little clever, but he is too unorganized and undisciplined. If you are so indulgent. Sooner or later, something will happen to him." The accent had a strong Sichuan accent.
Wu Bin blew the tea cup with a smile, and asked people to come over to readjust the height of the recliner for the boss. He did not completely agree with the opinion of this central military region chief.
"What materials need to be used in any place, Yang Can, as a soldier who only listens to orders, may be suspected of burying him.. The effect of letting him go out is better than tying him with a rope. I prefer the former. "
The middle-aged officer came over to adjust the height, and the boss nodded to him before snorting, rather unwillingly:
"I know him better than you. He is not a literate talent like you. He is born with guns. If he can stay in the army for a few more years and have some qualifications, there will always be a day when he is only I'm afraid that I won't lose to me, but it's a pity that this kid is "unstable" and not stable enough... I can't stay anywhere."
Hearing the pity in the boss's tone, Wu Bin couldn't help laughing, and went up and patted the back of his hand lightly:
"Boss, the times are different now. In the days without war, it’s okay to have one less general among us, but it’s a pity that we lack a person who has the courage to take on cultural responsibility. He has secretly "fucked" in the past few months. "You have done a lot of important things, and you can't always think of raising him as a son-in-law with selfishness, regardless of the overall situation, right?"
In fact, in the past few months, some thorny cases in the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection were all exposed by Wu Bin’s Nanzhou Magazine, which released news to Yang Can, and Nanchu Satellite TV. They used the power of public opinion to make the Central Committee here. The local government’s policy was to "force" those people in the local government to remove those stubborn cancers.
This report card of anti-corruption by Nanchu and Nanzhou Magazine includes two provincial party committees, twelve city-level officials, more than twenty state-owned enterprises and bank executives, and several bureaus of the government agency Level cadres.
The outside world has generally not noticed the power of the two subordinate companies of the top media, but at the top of the political and business circles, everyone now hears the names of Nanchu and Nanzhou Magazine. They are all secretive and cautious. Many smart people have begun to notice. The energy behind the matter.
Although Xu Yang and Zheng Chucheng's two big thorns were difficult to deal with before, they have never had such a big wave before. It is strange to say that there is no one behind them.
Many people have guessed whether the central government has learned from the experience of the central government’s top-down anti-corruption storm in the 1990s when it encountered a strong backlash, and began to try to use other smarter methods to start cracking down on the "government" * *Spread, or Nanzhou Magazine and Nanchu Satellite TV are so presumptuous, and no one has blocked them in terms of policies
"Shit~! I want to marry a gifted student like Wu Bin, and marry him who is an illiterate!? Spoiled~!?" The boss sat up all of a sudden, his dim eyes widened and his eyes hung. Wei, after speaking, couldn't help coughing violently.
A middle-aged military officer who looked like a gun hurried over to take the "medicine" and a cup of water for the boss to take, and the boss became a little more stable.
Wu Bin was watching from the side, and when the serious officer stepped aside, he couldn't help but jokingly said: "I think Adjutant Liu is also a talented person, and it is not a problem to pick you up."
The boss rolled his eyes, but he sighed: "He, his mind is indeed more meticulous than that of Yang Can, but don’t look at him as tepid, his heart is higher than me, and now I can still be stable. , If I don’t stop in the future, the other people are afraid that they will not be able to hold him down, and there will be "chaos"."
Wu Bin looked at Lieutenant Liu Guodong noncommitantly, and turned the subject away and asked about the business: "How about it, Yang Can asked me on the phone this time. He wants to follow your army's visit to the United States for exchange activities. How do you arrange it? "
"Arrangements?" The boss couldn't help but snorted, watching Yang Can's increasingly mature simple face on TV, and said: "Immediately on the Army Day, why should this kid bring his stars to our military area first? We can take him with us through a performance of condolences."
Wu Bin smiled slightly in his heart, too, he would have lost the truth of others. After all, Yang Can's identity is quite special. Although he has retired in name, he still belongs to the army's property.
Can’t help but sigh, Yang Can’s rising speed far surpassed his expectations. Originally, he wanted to take root in the country and strengthen the foundation. At least he had to fight against the Xue family before he attacked. This kid called two days ago and said, "The domestic environment is too restrictive. If you don't accept the safe way of getting rid of the outside world, you must settle down first." He decided to go to the United States to try the water.
"Boss, do you think your soldier will come back when you go to the United States?" Wu Bin suddenly turned around and asked the boss.
"Come back, of course I will come back." Of course, the old prime minister made a judgment, and suddenly his expression became more serious: "I think you didn't explain to him what happened in the West. He must be purely for the cultural conflict he is facing , But I don’t know how tightly the circles of those foreign devils are drawn. The problems we encountered in selling weapons in the past will also be encountered by those who sell culture."
Having said this, the two high-ranking figures both smiled bitterly, but they had the same thought in their hearts. It is not a bad thing for Yang Can to touch a nail, lest he can't hold it when he runs, he might not have expected it The chessboard that he is about to face is a hundred times or even a thousand times bigger than expected.
At the end of ATV's recorded program, Yang Can also "rubbed" his slightly tired eyes, and bid farewell to everyone.
"Let's go, I'll accompany you to go shopping where you want to go." Yang Can asked Zhu Huaicheng and Xia Meng after waiting outside for a long time. Yang Xiuya was clearing things next to her, and she came over with her beautiful eyes brightly. "Where to go? I want to go too."
Zhu Huaicheng made a helpless gesture: "My sister Ya.. Don't follow us out of your swagger, lest we are surrounded by people like animals..." Turned his head and smiled at Yang Can "**" No: "Of course I went to talk for a long time~! Legend has it in Boran Street~"
Yang Can listened to his thoughts but felt wrong. Boran Street was the most yearning street in their high school years when they watched the movie series of "Mad". It is famous for its sensuality and beauty. Long ago, he and Zhu Huaicheng were right. God swears, you must see this famous "red light district" when you go to Hong Kong.
"Xia Meng is here, it's not very convenient." Yang Can is not easy to dissuade the fat man, after all, this was their long-cherished wish many years ago.
"Huh? I want to go too. What's convenient and inconvenient. Take me to see and see~" Xia Meng's eyes widened and looked very excited.
"Do you know what place it is...you are going to?" Yang Can asked dubiously.
"Heh~ you thought I had never seen a young man on Boran Street~ it's not just the gathering of chickens..." Xia Meng's Taiwanese accent was already eye-catching, and just halfway through, Yang Can went over to cover her tightly. Mouth, I know that you, a post-90s generation, know a lot, but don’t say it..
"Woo~~" Seeing Xia Meng struggling vaguely and staring at him ill-tempered, Yang Can slowly let go of her hand: "Don't be fooling around...you are more or less a public figure."
"What's the matter with the public figures? The public figures no longer consume, entertain, and massage~" Xia Meng shook her head, stared at Yang Can fiercely, and deliberately told her to the side.
"Go~Go~~Don't call~You go, I'll send you there, don't participate!.
"Yang Can knows that she doesn't agree to this girl. She is determined to get involved with herself. Forget it. Anyway, she is a host and can tell where she collects the material. Even if the media in Hong Kong now shoot something, in this sensitive period, Does anyone dare to attack him
Although Le Weekly’s has not been sentenced, it is said that the outside world has spread the uproar that Yang Da Pao "forces" another magazine office to close down.
Seeing the affectionate appearance of Yang Can and Xia Meng Zhu Huaicheng, Yang Xiuya suddenly felt a sense of distance, her silver teeth biting slightly, and she felt uncomfortable.
"Eh~ I'm missing my bag." Xia Meng "touched" her armpit, her delicate face changed.
"Will it fall in the studio?" Zhu Huaicheng couldn't help asking a few after looking around.
"Let me find it." Yang Can looked at Xia Meng's silly look, smiled and turned on his own remote viewing function as he walked back. Now the studio is full of ordinary people, and his energy is not high. It's not difficult to see wherever you want. This ability is very convenient to do this kind of thing, even if someone hides it under his mind-reading skills.
The consciousness screen unfolded very smoothly. After a simple search in the studio, Xia Meng's black "color" Lesha fold handbag was quickly found in a corner. After all, it is in the TV station, and Hong Kong is not so. Get used to reaching out for other people's things more.
When Yang Canzheng felt quite satisfied, he suddenly realized that someone was looking at his consciousness. It felt weird. He tried to observe from different people's perspectives. Every time he changed his eyes, the man with the pigtails looked at him. Will look to this side unconsciously.
Can he see it! ? Yang Can couldn't help feeling an unprecedented shock in his heart. Since the use of his power, he has never been noticed. Even an expert like Wu Bin only feels the difference in him, but he can't know what the difference is. , And this person actually noticed, such a strange feeling, coupled with that person's surprised and inexplicable expression, absolutely cannot be accidental.
Who is this person? How could you be aware of your own consciousness? Yang Can became more and more curious, speeded up his pace and walked towards the studio. It seemed that the man with the braid was a bit familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen him, and he was even more weird. He couldn't even feel the energy of consciousness.
"Yang Sheng...what's the matter, do you want me to help?"
Yang Can passed through the gate, no longer caring to greet the people around him cordially, but eagerly looking for the target person, can anyone in this world know his own abilities? Or is he not the only superpower? If it is really like that, how will he deal with this person, or be dealt with by someone
Various thoughts were entangled in one place. Yang Can searched for the target within his sight one by one, but found nothing. He came from the gate, and the other party shouldn't leave. Yang Can quickly reacted to the man. In the toilet, feeling unconsciously reflected inside, he closed the door with his back and pressed the mop against the door handle.
Then he walked over and kicked a small compartment door with a "boom", followed by "Boom! Boom! Boom!" swiftly kicked open a row of small doors, and when the last door was kicked, finally Seeing the man with half of his pants and pigtails was sitting on the toilet looking at him in horror.
Yang Can took his collar with a cold face, pulled him out, pressed hard against the wall, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you!? What do you know!? How did you see me!?"
The man stared at Yang Can in horror with his mouth wide open for a long time, before finally heaving a sigh of relief, and struggling to ask: "It was your breath just now?" Immediately pointed to his face and shouted in unskilled Mandarin:
"Brother, please see clearly, brother, I am Su Mingfeng!! A well-known Hong Kong fortune teller, Faye Wong's queen fortune teller, I have also acted in a movie~I just came to ATV to record a show~!!! I was angry at seeing you just now , But I have no intentions~! If you have something to say, don’t do it!"
Yang Can raised his head and looked again at this slightly obscene forty-year-old man, as if he had some impressions. This guy seemed to have gone abroad in a movie about Feng Shui fortune-telling by Tony Leung.
Feng Shui fortune teller? Why can't I see his consciousness, um, no, it's not that I can't see it, if you look closely, this guy is still conscious, but it's very thin, it's a faint purple "color", because the distance just now is too far to detect , Only 219 is not very amazing, Yang Can put him down and patted his collar.
"Sorry, I met someone who could detect me for the first time. Can you explain to me when you see my anger?" Yang Can realized that his consciousness didn't even see any thoughts. After arriving at Wu Bin’s golden "color" consciousness, I encountered this weird situation for the second time. There must be something I didn't know about it. The consciousness of gold "color" and purple "color" is definitely not congenital, besides. This obscene guy doesn't look like a stranger in the world.
"This is not a place to talk." Before Su Mingfeng could answer, Yang Can took him out of the toilet and walked all the way to an actor's lounge next to him.
"Go out. I want to use it. Don't come in without my permission." Yang Can waved his hand after entering the lounge, and sent out the ATV staff who were chatting inside. Those few of them saw that Yang Can was so scared that they ran away in a hurry. Ran away and closed the door from the outside.
After Su Mingfeng sat down in a panic, Yang Can poured a cup of hot water in the water dispenser and handed it to him, calmly asking, "Now you can talk."
Su Mingfeng "touched" his little braid, drank his saliva, finally calmed down, looked at Yang Can and nodded: "It turns out you are Yang Sheng. You have been admiring your name for a long time."
"Don't talk nonsense, talk about the point." Yang Can yelled in an angry voice.
Su Mingfeng can only shrink his head and explain: "I was using a compass to measure the energy of Luan Tou here, and suddenly I found that the compass had been moving with a strange air, so I followed. I don't know you Yang Sheng yours. …" Looking at Yang Can's somewhat "confused" face, he couldn't help taking out the black "colored" compass and placing it in front of Yang Can. Seeing that the pointer was not beating on the strange pattern, he asked in astonishment:
"Yang Sheng, take the liberty to ask, are you also a person in our numerology industry... why is it that if you have more than 400 red qi in your whole body, it will be Reiki? Or have you practiced qigong
"You can also find the value?" Yang Can immediately grabbed the information from his words.
Su Mingfeng nodded in a weird expression: "Well, of course you can find it. So Yang Sheng, you are not an industry insider... weird, too strange, but also red "color", how can it be aura? It's not like those. The golden "color" spirit of qigong of meditation..."
In Su Mingfeng’s words, Yang Can got two useful pieces of information. First, these so-called feng shui people didn’t know that he had supernatural powers. The so-called “of course found” means that their weird feng shui compass can also measure a person. The size and color of their consciousness energy, but they don't have any abilities just to find out the value and color.
The second important message is that the consciousness energy of feng shui numerologists and meditation practitioners is purple "color" and golden "color". No matter how much their energy is raised, mind reading cannot work on them. Yes, it seems that he still lacks a lot of information in this world, and he is not as knowledgeable as he thinks.
"Yang Sheng... I think so, I'm going to record the show, I know you have a lot of questions, but I may not be able to answer you, I recommend you to find someone, he should be able to answer your doubts."
Yang Can took Su Mingfeng's business card and handed it over to take a look: "Luo Shifeng, master of numerology and geomantic omen...the third floor, 2135 Bolan Street."