Yang Fan smiled, stretched out his hand and grabbed Xu Wanqing's jade hand.

However, just as Yang Fan's palm was about to touch Xu Wanqing, everything around him began to twist rapidly, and finally cracked, turned into powder, and dissipated.

In the next second, Yang Fan appeared in a luxurious office building.

"Mr. Liu, this afternoon, Mr. Zhang asked you to talk about the development project of Binhai New City at the Binhai Equestrian Arena. ”

"Tomorrow morning, Mr. Wang would like to make an appointment with you to talk about the new project of the hot spring hotel. ”

"In the afternoon of the day after tomorrow, Mr. Liu would like to talk to you about the problem of the southern plot of Binhai. ”

……

In the office building, a middle-aged woman with eyes held a schedule in her hand and read it out while looking at it.

"Mr. Liu, look, how about this itinerary?" The middle-aged woman closed the document, put away the itinerary sheet, and looked at the girl walking in front of her, wearing professional clothes.

The girl didn't look back, but her indifferent voice sounded: "You just have to deal with these things." ”

The middle-aged woman was slightly stunned, and hurriedly said, "Mr. Liu, these are big projects, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for me to go." ”

"It's okay, you go. The girl stopped, turned around, and showed her beautiful face.

"Liu Shi!" Yang Fan looked at the beautiful shadow in front of him, his heart trembled slightly, and he hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to stop Liu Shi, however, Liu Shi turned around and left as if he didn't see Yang Fan, and returned to the office.

Liu Shi held one hand to his chest, held coffee in the other, looked into the sky through the window, and said to himself: "Yang Fan, when will you come back again, I miss you, I really miss you!"

Liu Shi muttered to herself, but her beautiful eyes were wrapped in crystal tears, which kept sliding down.

Yang Fan stood aside, silently watching everything, only feeling a heartache.

Yang Fan clenched his fists and walked up, just as he was about to speak, everything around him twisted again and turned into powder.

The next moment, Yang Fan's surroundings suddenly became noisy, and all kinds of brilliant lights hit the faces of the crowd, looking extremely ridiculous.

"I love you!"

"Goddess of non-smoke, come on!"

"Goddess of non-smoke!"

……

At the scene, thousands of people held silver light sticks and shouted LED signs.

Yang Fan was stunned, looked back, and found that on the stage in the center of the crowd, there was a beautiful girl wearing a white dress and long hair, like a fairy.

"Non-smoking. Yang Fan looked at the girl, lost his mind slightly, and subconsciously called out Lin Feiyan's name.

On the stage, Lin Feiyan seemed to be aware of it, and her eyes looked towards the area where Yang Fan was, but soon, she withdrew her gaze again.

After a while, Lin Feiyan raised the microphone in his hand and said loudly: "Thank you for coming to listen to my concert, thank you for supporting me." ”

"I love you!"

"Goddess of non-smoke, come on!"

……

As soon as Lin Feiyan spoke, the thousands of fans at the scene immediately boiled.

Lin Feiyan smiled and pressed his hand, and waited until the scene returned to quiet, then continued: "The concert is here, it's almost over." ”

"However, I want to confess to a man at the end, he is the man I love the most in my life!"

Quiet!

There was a dead silence at the scene, and the fans' eyes widened, looking at Lin Feiyan in the center of the stage in disbelief.

Lin Feiyan is now a popular idol in Huaxia, and the people who chased her all went from Huaxia to the moon, but they were all rejected by Lin Feiyan, and now, Lin Feiyan actually wants to confess to someone else?

Envy! The fans at the scene are extremely envious!

Lin Feiyan raised the microphone in her hand, her beautiful eyes looked around, she took a deep breath, and said loudly: "Yang Fan, I love you, I will wait for you to come back, I will wait!"

Lin Feiyan's voice continued to echo at the concert site, and the fans at the scene were wailing: "It's over, I'm out of love, my non-smoking goddess!"

"Yang Fan? I remember that the rumored boyfriend of the goddess of non-smoke was also called Yang Fan, but I didn't expect it to be true. ”

"Yang Fan, you still don't want me to be the goddess of smoke!"

……

The fans howled wildly, but Yang Fan stood at the scene, quietly watching all this.

"Non-smoking. Yang Fan opened his mouth and wanted to call Lin Feiyan, however, everything around Yang Fan was shattered again.

Next, Yang Fan appeared in a quiet white-walled hall.

In the hall, passers-by are dressed in neat suits, and from time to time they will stop to look at the pictures on the white wall.

"Well, this painting is good. ”

"It's a really good picture. ”

……

At this time, everyone in the hall gathered directly above the hall, under a picture scroll eight meters long and six meters wide.

Yang Fan was stunned, but also turned his head and looked at the scroll.

At this moment, Yang Fan seemed to be electrocuted, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Because, on the picture scroll, it is really Yang Fan who is painting.

Da-da-da-da!

Before Yang Fan could think about it, there was a crisp sound of footsteps in the hall, and then, a tall girl walked in, surrounded by many old men.

"Mu Bingxue!"

"It is Mu Bingxue, a famous Chinese painting master who is a national treasure of China!"

"Oh my God! I didn't expect Mu Bingxue to come over in person. ”

……

In the hall, the crowd exclaimed, and the reporters even aimed their cameras at Mu Bingxue and filmed frantically, for fear of missing a single detail.

"Ms. Mu Bingxue, how did you come up with the idea of painting such a stunning Chinese painting. ”

"Ms. Mu Bingxue, this Chinese painting of yours is definitely a treasure-level painting. ”

The reporters looked at the portrait of Yang Fan directly above, and at the same time held the microphone and interviewed Mu Bingxue.

However, Mu Bingxue smiled, she smiled, and everything around her seemed to be a little dim.

Even the reporters were slightly stunned.

After a while, Mu Bingxue spoke, and she said very sincerely: "The painting is my lover, and I will always wait for him." ”

Laugh at!

As soon as Mu Bingxue's words fell, everything in front of Yang Fan's eyes was twisted and shattered again.

The next moment, Yang Fan appeared in an open hall.

"Ms. Murong Qing, how did you develop this new energy manned rocket?"

"Ms. Murong Qing, can your new energy manned rocket allow humans to immigrate to Mars?"

In the hall, reporters held microphones under the flashing lights and kept asking questions to a beautiful girl directly above.

"Ladies and gentlemen, new energy rockets can only achieve space travel, not Martian migration. Before Murong Qing could speak, Xia Manjiang, Yu Kaiye and others next to him took the lead in speaking.

(End of chapter)