"Shisu Materia Medica" calls dandelion as golden hairpin grass, so dandelion is also called golden hairpin grass.
Although Gao Peng didn't know how this white flower got the name of golden hairpin.
After signing the blood contract, Yin Yang Golden Hairpin Grass's attitude towards Gao Peng became much better. Although it was still indifferent, at least it would not avoid contact with Gao Peng and pretend to be an ordinary plant without intelligence in front of Gao Peng.
The Yin Yang Golden Hairpin Herb originally wanted to take root in Gao Peng's head, but was severely rejected by Ah Si.
The small tentacles slapped on the golden hairpin flower crown, and they opened their teeth and claws, looking extremely fierce.
The flower crown on the head of the Yin Yang Golden Hairpin shook, and then found a good place again - Dumb's bare head.
The silver light is like water, Dui is wearing a black robe, two cold white lights flicker under the gloomy eyes, the black robe is bulging with a burly and huge frame, and the two pairs of bone spurs on the shoulders that bend backwards like horns are arrogant and domineering, the moonlight Condensation, all the brilliance concentrated on the shoulder spurs is concentrated on the tip of the horn, and a small white dandelion sways on the bare head...
Feeling that there was something wrong somewhere, Gao Peng rubbed his brows and held back his smile.
"Ah-Dai. I'll leave it to you to protect Xiaohua." Gao Peng said to Ah-Dai.
Xiaohua is the nickname given by Gao Peng to the Yin Yang Golden Hairpin Grass.
Gao Peng asked it if it liked the name. If he didn't say anything, he would acquiesce. In the end, the little flower didn't say a word and just moved its leaves. She must have liked it very much.
At night, on an unnamed beach fifty miles away from Yangcheng. The tides rise and fall, and there seems to be endless terror lurking in the thick water.
The ocean has always been an area that humans have never fully set foot on. Whether it is before or after the disaster.
The sky is getting darker, the tide is falling, and a large amount of sticky white liquid is attached to the beach. Some large crystal clear white eggs are left in these attached white liquid.
In the early morning, the sun rises, and the golden sunlight shines on the eggshells, dyeing the snow-white eggshells with a golden frame.
As if feeling the warmth of the sun, a mysterious movement occurred inside the eggshell.
There is an unknown small village not far from this beach. People in the village also like to come to this beach to pick up treasures. I remember that the widower of the Zhou family at the head of the village picked up a valuable treasure and sold it to get a new wife. Although the mother-in-law also brought a nine-year-old boy with her, widower Zhou could be regarded as having an heir after the adoption. Many people laughed and teased widower Zhou for making money. Buy one get one free.
There are still a few lazy bachelors without wives in the village who stare at the beach every day, waiting for a wife to fall from the sky.
Therefore, some villagers who have nothing to do always like to go to this beach.
"Eggs, eggs, there are so many eggs on the beach..." The surprised voices of several children echoed in the dilapidated village.
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After a night's rest, Gao Peng went to the program recording site at two o'clock in the afternoon the next day.
A lot of people had come backstage of the show. Although Gao Peng left early, there was still a slight traffic jam in Yangcheng.
The backstage was a bit cramped, crowded with people, various props scattered and piled up, and there was a lot of noise.
Wang Muzi was hurriedly walking backstage holding a stack of white copywriting.
"Gaming engineer, hurry up and adjust the lights at the front desk."
"Props team, have you rehearsed yet? Don't make any mistakes soon. Let's rehearse again now that we have time."
"Speaker, there is a broken speaker over there. Are there any new speakers in the backstage warehouse?"
Seeing Gao Peng's figure, Wang Muzi's eyes lit up and he dropped the busy work at hand and hurried over.
"I feel quite busy." Gao Peng nodded.
Wang Muzi smiled bitterly, there were too many complicated things here. Although he was only the assistant director, the chief director was the prince from above, and all the busy affairs fell on his head.
But this was a fight or a fight. He also wanted to please the chief director, otherwise his program team would not be able to get funding for the new program.
Seeing this, Gao Peng didn't say much and just nodded, "Where is the backstage lounge? I can just go and rest myself. You can go and do your work first."
"I'll take you there." Wang Muzi smiled and led the way.
The environment in the backstage lounge is much better. Not only is the room spacious, but it also has constant-temperature central air-conditioning. The indoor light is moderately bright, and there are some tea and pastries placed on the table.
When Gao Peng came, there were already two people sitting inside. The one on the left was an old man with gray hair. He was energetic and imposing, and his eyes looked at everyone with a scrutinizing attitude.
Seeing Gao Peng's appearance, he looked at Gao Peng for a moment, then nodded slightly.
"I have long heard that there is a great junior in Chang'an. He is an emerging leader in the world of beast masters. I thought it was Chen Xuehe who boasted about it. But when I saw him today, he is not a wasted name."
Gao Peng was stunned, wondering when the news about his excellence had actually reached Yangcheng.
After two seconds, the old man's tense expression softened, and he waved to Gao Peng with a smile, "Come and sit."
Gao Peng came forward and sat on the sofa. The old man chuckled: "That was the line the assistant director added to me just now. Don't think too much, little brother."
He pointed to several cameras in the room and said, "It will be edited later."
Gao Peng, "..."
Gao Peng was in a complicated mood at this moment. He finally understood that the program team had no lower limit.
After a while, the last guests arrived one after another.
After Wang Muzi came in, he introduced their identities to several guests. When introducing Gao Peng, he mentioned the lord-level charioteer and the talented mid-level beast breeder.
However, there are always people who have heard of Gao Peng. For example, one of the guests became enthusiastic towards Gao Peng after hearing about Gao Peng's identity.
The other two guests were much better, neither humble nor overbearing, and were very polite to Gao Peng in their words.
People who can enter here are not fools even if they are not smart. Even if they don't like someone, they will not show it to their face. They adhere to the way of doing things, not to be friends, but at least not to be enemies.
After the two-and-a-half-hour program recording ended, Gao Peng suppressed the thought of yawning.
In the middle of the process, he discovered that the data of some materials were obviously wrong, as well as the awkward lines... Gao Peng endured it for the sake of Lei Yinluo and Yin Yang Golden Hairpin Grass.
After leaving the program, Gao Peng took out his belongings from the backstage and took out his mobile phone from his coat. As soon as he opened the phone, Gao Peng saw that there were a dozen missed calls inside.
Gao Peng frowned.
Among them were grandpa's, Xu Hetiao's, and two unknown numbers.
The phone suddenly vibrated, and the screen displayed an incoming call—Lao Ji.