My Line Connect To The Demon World

What he did was indeed excellent. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to gather a large number of fans.    

But in the celebrity circle, could you be popular just because you were outstanding?    

Definitely not.    

There was never a lack of good people in the world, what they lacked were opportunities and platforms.    

And Ye Fan was the one who grasped the lifeline.    

She continued, "Then think about it. With Ye Dong's ability, what if he blacklisted you?"    

"Hmm? How is that possible? I'm his brother. "    

Bai Zeyan shook his head in disbelief.    

"You even know that you are his brother! Then why are you still looking at him coldly and picking a fight with him? Do you wish for him to die? "    

" I can tell you clearly that as long as he says a word, the company can hide you for more than ten years, and only give you a weak salary every month. You are not allowed to engage in any business activities "    

"How many years do you have? If that's really the case, I'm afraid your life will be over"    

Wei Xuanji Ling was speaking the truth.    

After today's incident, she was not in the mood to entertain herself.    

She patted the latter's shoulder and turned to leave.    

"Think about it."    

Bai Zeyan painfully inserted his finger into his hair and sobbed.    

Ye Fan and the others were still drinking beer and barbecuing. They were enjoying it.    

Anyang wiped her lips and could not help but sigh.    

"It's good that you have a backer. You even dare to scold such a big manager."    

"Yeah, I have never had such a day before."    

Liang Mi and Liang Mi both felt a little scared when they thought about it.    

If they did not have Ye Fan's support, they really did not know what kind of consequences they would face in the future.    

It was even possible for them to withdraw from the entertainment industry.    

Ye Fan smiled. "Actually, it's nothing much. It's still the same thing. Pretending to be cool doesn't require money, but being awesome requires strength."    

"Tsk, so smelly."    

"You owe me a beating again, don't you?"    

"I'm afraid of you? Continue drinking?"    

"As you wish."    

"There's no point in drinking. Let's play a game."    

Ouyang Yi suddenly became interested.    

She had heard of the wine trade in the past, but she had never had the chance to learn it.    

"What game is this? Hurry up and teach me."    

"Of course it's the most popular one recently - - catching ducks"    

"How do we play it?"    

"[It's very simple, it's just four sentences, shouting in order.] First, we'll shout to catch ducks. Next, we'll ask to catch a few ducks. "    

" The third person can randomly say a number, for example, catch three. The fourth person can choose to say that he caught them or not"    

"If he caught it, then he will call it 'Caw' according to the number. If he doesn't catch it, then he will repeat it."    

Ouyang Yi did not understand.    

"Let's try?"    

"A retarded game. I've never lost in a drinking game." Ye Fan said arrogantly.    

"You really know how to brag. I'll drink you to death today."    

"Then come."    

"[Catch some ducks, catch a bunch of them, catch them.]"    

"Quack, quack, quack!"    

...    

That night.    

The four of them were basically drunk.    

Without the support of the Talisman, even Ye Fan felt dizzy.    

He didn't know when.    

Anyang woke up from her bed.    

Looking at the scenery outside, it was still a little hazy.    

"Is the sky not bright yet?"    

"Aiyo, it hurts!"    

She rubbed her head. It was so painful that it felt like it was going to explode.    

She drank too much yesterday.    

She looked around.    

He found Ye Fan lying beside him.    

Damn!    

What was going on?    

Did I let him take advantage of me yesterday?    

Hurry up and check the condition of my body. I don't feel anything special.    

Ye Fan was woken up by her movements and said with a hoarse voice.    

"Yesterday, you drank and fell down. I brought you back."    

Anyang raised a smile.    

"Hee hee, then why didn't you send me back to my room? Why did you drag me into your room?"    

"You don't want to torture me anymore."    

"I'm hungry. Go and get breakfast. I'll sleep for a while more."    

"If you want to go, go by yourself. I still want to sleep in the cage."    

"That's so troublesome. Go back to your room then."    

"Alright."    

After saying that, Ye Fan laid down again and fell asleep.    

Anyang slowly got up and went back to her room.    

However, the more she walked, the more she felt that something was wrong. Why was she sometimes 1.6 meters and sometimes 1.7 meters? Why did she feel that her feet were not very high?    

Wait, where are my shoes?    

She looked down and did not find any shoes. Instead, she found Ouyang Yi and Liang Mi sleeping in another room.    

So it turns out that I am not the only one Ye Fan brought back.    

What a jerk!    

I despise you.    

And she found that the heel of her right foot had been worn, and it was in tatters.    

Anyang finally reacted.    

It turned out that she was dragged back by Ye Fan yesterday.    

No wonder her left foot hurt a little.    

Immediately after, anger slowly surged in his heart, like a volcano that was about to erupt.    

"Ye Fan! You actually dragged me back here."    

She glared at him. Her stubborn little mouth pouted so high that it was obvious that she had a belly full of anger.    

However, Ye Fan remained indifferent and continued to sleep.    

Anyang's anger was like a performance by a person. No one cared about her. Gradually, her anger turned into grievance, and crystal clear tears appeared in her eyes.    

If it wasn't for her clenching her teeth, tears would have fallen long ago.    

She had been held in the palm of everyone's hands since she was young. She was treated like a treasure and was pampered by her mother to become a princess. She was pampered by her grandfather to become a pearl.    

But in front of Ye Fan, how could she be so unbearable?    

It seemed like she would never be able to enter her heart.    

"Still sleeping? Ye Fan, are you really a man or not? You don't even know how to show compassion to women."    

Ye Fan expressed his innocence.    

Yesterday, he had to bring three people back by himself.    

He couldn't care about who.    

Wasn't it normal to drag them away?    

Was there a need to go through with it?    

Furthermore, Anyang's way of getting along with him was like that of an enemy.    

It was either bickering or bickering with each other.    

It was not a problem to treat her like this.    

"Wuwuwuwu..."    

Anyang sat on the bed and cried, feeling wronged.    

"It's so noisy, hold it back."    

Ye Fan's voice was so low that it was scary. It scared Anyang so much that she quickly stopped crying.    

"Hmph, then I'll go. If you have the ability, then let me bear the night alone. If I meet bad people, I'll just run my own course."    

Anyang angrily walked out of the room. Of course, she also wore Ye Fan's pair of slippers.    

Along the way, she turned her head around at three steps and looked at him every five steps. She never would have thought that Ye Fan was really "capable" and did not even look at her...    

Anyang returned to her room in disappointment and could not sleep for a long time.    

To be honest, Ye Fan really did not care about her safety.    

As a martial artist, if she could be bullied in the scenic area, then she did not need to mingle around anymore.    

Just as Anyang was letting her imagination run wild.    

The doorbell suddenly rang.    

Ye Fan?    

Did he realize his conscience?    

"Who is it?"    

"Hello, there is a gentleman who ordered breakfast for you. I will send it to you."    

Hmph, I knew you were concerned about me!    

How stubborn.    

As she thought about it, Anyang's heart actually revealed a hint of sweetness.    

When breakfast was brought into the room, there were many types and in an instant, it made her appetite greatly increase.    

"Hee hee, you really put in a lot of money. You ordered a bowl of bird's nest for me early in the morning."    

"Oh, there's also the special Soup Dumplings in the scenic area. It's said that this kind of bun costs 25 RMB per dish."    

"There's also the Herbal Tea Egg and the Egg-yolk Bun..."    

On the other side.    

Ye Fan couldn't sleep at all because of her noise.    

He could only get up and eat breakfast.    

He also woke Liang Mi and Ouyang Yi up.    

"Wow, breakfast is so sumptuous."    

"It's normal. Breakfast is the best meal to absorb in a day. You must keep up with the nutrition."    

"Then it shouldn't be so exaggerated, right?"    

Ouyang Yi looked at the table full of ingredients and didn't even know where to start.    

There were all kinds of Australian lobsters, deep sea king crabs, caviar, and black truffles.    

"There doesn't seem to be anything like breakfast here."    

"Hurry up and eat, it'll be cold soon."    

Very soon, Ye Fan began to gorge himself.    

As he ate, he opened his WeChat Moments.    

The first video was a video posted by the King of Heat Dispelling.    

In the video, the King of Dust Slayers had an extremely ugly expression. He raised his head and looked at the moon, as if he was filled with endless sorrow.    

His complicated gaze seemed to be filled with grievance.    

There was no need to think about it.    

He must have been rejected by Red Lotus.    

What a coincidence!    

Ye Fan laughed in his heart.    

He also took a look at the group chat.    

He discovered that many great demons were discussing gambling.    

Although Ye Fan did not know much, he had watched Hong Kong movies for many years.    

He more or less knew some things, and he was very familiar with all kinds of games.    

Black Mountain Old Demon: Who invented poker? This is so f * cking fun.    

Nine-headed Worm: Hehe, this is a good item that I have kept for myself. You guys better not break it for me.    

Su Daji said, Look at how petty you are. It's just a piece of paper. You can easily make ten thousand of them.    

Nine-headed Worm said, That's right, but the first card I have in my hand is the Demon Realm's first card. It has an extraordinary meaning.    

Hundred-eyed Devil Lord said, You are right. Poker cards are popular among everyone, and they can be considered a type of culture. We should protect them.    

Mrs. White Bone: But everyone must remember that gambling is harmful to the body.    

Black Mountain Old Demon: Don't say anymore, it's a history of blood and tears! Recently, I lost over a hundred years of cultivation experience. I don't even know how I lost.    

Nine-headed Worm: Hehe, what are you afraid of? I'll win it back next time. After listening to Bai Gu's words, he decided to make a small bet to make himself rich.    

❄ ️ ❄ ️ ❄ ️    

He looked at the heated discussions of the crowd.    

Ye Fan's eyes lit up.    

He saw a new business opportunity.    

He just couldn't imagine how poker cards ended up in Demon Realm.    

The origins of the poker cards varied.    

The Italian once said that the first person in the world to invent poker cards was the Venice people, for them to calculate the date and entertainment.    

The French said: Poker cards were designed by a scholar specifically for the insane French Emperor, Jace the 6th.    

...    

Some people said that poker was invented by China.    

Because in the Song Dynasty, there was a kind of card game called Leaf Play.    

But no matter which origin it came from, it was not something the Great Demons could come into contact with.    

Forget it, the origin was not important.    

To be able to obtain a bit of cultivation experience was the real thing.    

Thinking about this, Ye Fan also joined in the chat.    

Always Drilling Wind: Haha, I'm familiar with this thing.    

Black Mountain Old Demon: Oh? Do you know anything about poker?    

Always Drilling Wind: Of course, poker is a trick for human leisure and entertainment. I like to study human things so much, so I naturally know it very well.    

Speaking of which, what kind of game are you playing?    

Su Daji: Leveling up from 3 to J.    

Always Drilling Wind: So it's leveling up.    

Black Mountain Old Demon: What's wrong? Not brother's strong point?    

Always Drilling Wind: Indeed, I have a fatal weakness in leveling up.    

"What weakness?" Everyone asked curiously.    

"I always like to carry flags!"