The Xiling Summit finally came to an end perfectly.

This summit will re-enter the history of Xiling, and it is the most realistic and significant meeting! However, this is all a matter of later. For the seventh leader Shao Shouyun, this time he was so dull and depressed.

The entire Xiling became his foil for Zhong Yue. This kind of thing made this Yinxue a little embarrassed. She sat on the sofa and looked out the window without saying a word.

"Shouyun, I swear to God about this matter. I really don't know the truth. If I knew it, I would definitely communicate with you in advance." Qian Yunyao held a cup of tea and communicated with Shao Shouyun.

"Forget it, things have come to this point, and communication or not is the same, and it makes people in the industry laugh at it."

Qian Yunyao looked at Lao Shao's sad face and said, "Sorry, I really don't know."

Shao Shouyun stared at Qian Yunyao, "You shouldn't have provoked him at the beginning."

Qian Yunyao finally couldn't help it, and the teacup fell on the table.

"Shouyun, what's wrong with you? Have you forgotten your ambition back then? What about the mind and ambitions of us Xiling people?"

Shao Shouyun looked up and looked at his angry old friend, "What guarantee are you going to do?"

"What?" Qian Yunyao seemed to not hear clearly.

"I said, what guarantee do you have to guarantee that Zhong Yue will succeed? What if he is the second Wang Ge?!! Do you want to drag the entire Xiling to bet on the hands of a young man? Can you, or me, bear this sin?" Shao Shouyun coughed wildly, his face flushed.

Qian Yunyao looked at the worried Shao Shouyun and didn't know how to say it again. Some things may not be right if they did, but if they didn't do it, they wouldn't say it wrong, but they couldn't say it right, so most mediocre people chose not to do it because it was safest and most appropriate. Anyway, spectators don't think it's wrong to not do it, because if you don't do it, then if you do it, the right thing will become wrong.

"If you think so, then you might as well wait for death."

Shao Shouyun looked at her eyes, "I said I'm waiting to die? He can do it. I have made a statement long ago and will help him when necessary, but it is definitely not a pull on the entire Xiling. Now the entire cultural circle believes that this alliance was facilitated by our Xiling! Bah!"

This pussy completely subverted Shao Shouyun's image. It turned out that a gentleman cursed the streets, and this face made people feel even more disgusting, and even had the urge to slap him in the face...

Qian Yunyao had never seen Shao Shouyun lose his composure. Since the meeting that day and the closing ceremony, Shao Shouyun has not appeared in Yangming Villa, as if the world has evaporated. Until today, he has not seen his old friend.

"I'll leave first."

Shao Shouyun raised his head and looked at the black sweater, "I won't just give up."

Qian Yunyao turned around, "Old Shao..."

"Even if this ridiculous alliance is really established, I will ask Bochang to reunite the president. I will never allow it. Someone kidnapped the entire Xiling, you know."

"This is no longer your final say..."

"That's not your final say."

Qian Yunyao said stutteringly, "I really don't know about this."

Old Qian sighed. He is now a bit like Zhu Bajie looking in the mirror, becoming a little uninhibited inside and outside.

Qian Yunyao got out of the elevator, looked at the social training in Xiling, walked beside the garbage, and whipped up his mouth with an old phlegm.

"Pooh!"

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As soon as the Xiling Summit was completed, Zhong Yue's burden became much easier. The plan was up to others and the success was up to heaven. If the East China Youth Artists Alliance could implement it, the next step would be to accept new things and practice them. Zhong Yue did not need to implement them step by step. I believe that Liu Tong and Zhao Yongsheng would send effective assistants to help Zhong Yue do these trivial things well.

This alliance, Zhong Yue means, is that he doesn’t remember to build a building.

In the mind of Chinese people, let alone a department or a school interest group, there must be a classroom and a sign to prove that, "Here, we are real, not virtual. Even if there is no house, we must at least put a banner or take photos." However, Zhong Yue thinks that the best alliance base is that the first batch of new members will be able to bloom everywhere in two years and spread this spark, and there may not be a prairie fire in a short period of time, but at least, the fire cannot be extinguished. When the fire can make people feel warm, it is not too late to talk about the base on the spot.

After all, in this world, what everyone likes the most is free things. Even if the free bag of straw paper, they will come to grab it, as if they can’t grab it and then they will get a copy.

So Zhong Yue would not worry at all that when the alliance members complete the task of expanding the base, they would not be able to find the corresponding pilot or student source. What they feared most was that the members gave up halfway, which would really fulfill what Qiu Wenzhen said - a piece of rat shit broke a pot of porridge.

Ouyang Ming is still enjoying the "winter vacation". For this rich child, the cold weather is winter vacation, and the spring season is spring vacation. Not to mention the summer vacation, I used to fly abroad and brought autumn with me.

That is, this year, Ouyang Ming found something interesting. He spent a long time in China, so long that he almost forgot to contact several older brothers and sisters abroad.

"Here, you'll bring this back to the company."

Ouyang Ming looked at the box that Zhong Yue brought and asked, "What's this? Is it a good thing again?"

Zhong Yue sat down and said, "Pine Smoke Mo."

"Didn't you say that Mo Fang and the Craftsmanship donated to Huizhou for free? The market for Songyan Mo is small, so we can do it without making any money, so we can pay for it?"

Zhong Yue whitened his eyes and looked like a tongue-in-law, and said, "This is [Purple Light Jade] and [Tianchen]."

Duang!

The newly bought fruit machine fell to the ground, Ouyang Ming widened his eyes, "What?"

"The preparation method I have specified in detail and the raw materials I recommend. Remember to explain to your second uncle that the raw materials must be strictly followed by the above formula. If you cannot do it, don't produce them!"

Ouyang Ming was so familiar with these two names, so familiar that he was even more familiar with the license plate number of female drivers in the island country that he knew. "This... is really Cao Gongsu's... Gu Mo? Didn't it mean that Mo Fang had stopped production long ago and could not make it?"

Zhong Yue yawned, "That's because his character is not good, so I've come up with an experiment. I want to find Mao Jianghe to disgust me? Haha, we have to go back with disgust! Remember, it's all called [Purple Light Jade] and [Tianchen], priced - 1213rmb! I want to make old Cao and Xiao Cao feel ashamed of his ancestors together!"

Ouyang Ming smiled like a fat boy of 200 pounds, "Brother Yue, don't worry, Huangshan Laosong just won't let him cut. There is no raw material. I'll go abroad to chop you!"
Chapter completed!