After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returns as a Goddess: 202 Oracle Chief Planner will take you to meet a netizen [1 update]

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Lu Ningsheng was stunned and couldn't react immediately: "W-what?"

"Sorry, I heard everything." Si Fuqing lowered his eyelashes slightly and smiled, "Teacher Lu has been in the entertainment industry for so long, and he would never think that his future would be ruined by something like this, let alone You are really talented, but you accidentally fell into the trap of a villain. You just lack an opportunity."

Isn’t the golden scale just a thing in the pond? It turns into a dragon when it encounters the storm.

"I, I only know." Lu Ningsheng used to hold concerts across the country and was used to big scenes. She couldn't calm down at this moment. Her eyes widened, "Qingqing, you said you wanted to ask me to sing the Oracle anniversary song?"

The player base of Oracle is so huge that even the princes and nobles of the principalities in the Western Continent are playing.

In the past several IP co-brandings of Oracle, the co-brands were all brands at the level of rm and LAN.

Only Lan can perfectly reproduce several sets of top fashions in Oracle.

It is a pity that these sets of fashions are not for sale at all, and are still sealed in the display cabinets of the Oracle headquarters building.

I have to say that the planner of Oracle is a genius. Even with the holographic game Eternity as inspiration, it is very powerful to be able to invent an online game like Oracle that is suitable for all ages.

"Yes." Si Fuqing's eyebrows were casual, but his tone was serious, "I know people from the Oracle headquarters, and I happened to log in to the game today and saw the notice of the official ninth anniversary song, so I sent him a song. ."

"Recognize?" Lu Ningsheng's brain was not full again, "Wait a minute, Qingqing, please let me slow down, slow down."

She leaned against the wall and breathed heavily, and suddenly covered her eyes with her hands. She finally weakened and couldn't help but choked: "But my vocal cords"

She went to well-known hospitals in various places. Doctors said that she came too late and her vocal cords were damaged. She could sing normally but it was impossible to perform on stage.

Lu Ningsheng no longer has any hope.

"I know a doctor." Si Fuqing held her shoulders and smiled, "He is an expert in medicine. Teacher Lu, don't you mind staying up late tonight and coming with me?"

Lu Ningsheng raised his head, his eyes confused.

She can't keep up with her boss Fu Qing's speed.

Lu Ningsheng naturally didn't mind staying up at night. She followed Si Fuqing around to a village.

Jiang Changfeng just came out of the field and saw Si Fuqing, his expression stagnated: "Miss Si."

"I'll give you a performance." Si Fuqing said, "My friend, his vocal cords are broken. Can it be cured?"

"Vocal cords?" Jiang Changfeng put down his sickle and nodded slightly, "Okay, come in."

Jiang Changfeng was wearing a very ordinary hooded sweatshirt, but it could not hide his handsome features and extraordinary appearance.

At first glance, he is no ordinary person.

Lu Ningsheng watched the previous live broadcasts. She hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help asking: "Are you really calling top-quality medicinal materials grass?"

Jiang Changfeng: "Yeah."

They are all medicinal materials. Each medicinal material has a name, and the classification is different according to the year. It is more convenient to call it grass.

Lu Ningsheng's hands were shaking. For the first time, she had hope that her vocal cords would be cured. She gasped: "What kind of **** does Qingqing know?"

Jiang Changfeng had no expression on his face.

He also wanted to know who else Si Fuqing knew.

"Let me take a look." Jiang Changfeng checked it first. "The problem with your vocal cords started two years ago. You should have drank some poisonous water at that time. This poison is chronic and will only erode bit by bit. Your vocal cords, so you can’t feel it at first.”

"By the time you feel it, your vocal cords have already been permanently worn out, and it's too late for treatment."

Lu Ningsheng recalled it, his eyes gradually turned cold: "Yes."

It was also because Mo Yufei had fallen out with her recently that she realized that everything was done by Mo Yufei.

When they were at Hera Conservatory of Music, Mo Yufei had always taken care of her.

In just a few years, the people around me have turned into poisonous snakes.

The entertainment industry is indeed a big dyeing vat.

"But it's okay, it's only two years." Jiang Changfeng said calmly, "If it's congenital, it will really take a lot of work."

He took out a few more silver needles and sterilized them with fire.

A few minutes later, Jiang Changfeng said: "Okay, the poison has been removed for you. You can fully recover from the rest by drinking the medicine for a few days."

Lu Ningsheng touched his throat, a little disbelieving: "Really, is it really better?"

She can finally stand on the concert stage again? !

After trying her voice, Lu Ningsheng almost cried with joy after discovering that she could indeed hit high notes.

She hugged Si Fuqing and couldn't stop crying: "Qingqing, thank you, thank you so much."

"It's okay." Si Fuqing patted her back, "You also helped me, please reciprocate."

Jiang Changfeng pursed his lips slightly and his eyes deepened.

Everyone among Eternal Players says that the ghost-hand heavenly doctor only saves people when they are dead.

But she herself can bear the word "helpful".

Si Fuqing is really a complex of contradictions.

"Doctor Jiang, this is the medical fee, you must accept it." Lu Ningsheng calmed down his excitement, handed over a card, and thanked him again, "But, it may not be enough, but this is all I have at the moment. Saved up."

She spent a lot of money to treat her vocal cords. She has not had much work in the past two years, and her life can be said to be in a tight state.

"No need, it's just a minor illness." Jiang Changfeng said lightly, "I didn't do much."

I just remembered that people in this village casually gave away a medicinal plant worth half a million yuan, Lu Ningsheng said: ""

She silently took the card back.

What kind of village is this? !

"I won't give you any benefits." Si Fuqing raised his eyebrows and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Anyway, you already took it from my teacher."

When she couldn't see how Fang Mingquan became brain dead?

Jiang Changfeng: ""

"But you did a good job, so I won't argue with you this time." Si Fuqing waved his hand, "I'm also afraid that the old man will go crazy if he doesn't get any information from me, and others won't have the chance either. Reliable, if you still want medicinal herbs, just go in and get some, there are plenty in there, it’ll be fine.”

Jiang Changfeng stood up and replied, pinching his eyebrows.

Looking at Fang Mingquan's miserable condition, he didn't want to run into the Lord of Ghost Valley.

**

Early the next morning.

The program team went overseas.

It was the first time to shoot at sea, and the guests were quite excited.

Yuan Heping leaned on the railing and watched: "In the past, the Great Xia Dynasty Waterway came from here, right? This used to be a battlefield."

"Yes." Shen Xiuwen nodded, "Many people were buried in Nanwuhai. In the past, it was a real war, and now it can't be filmed in movies and TV series."

"It is said that Dongsang's Onmyoji failed to attack Dongzhou and chose to take a detour by sea." Si Fuqing said unhurriedly, "They once summoned the Hundred Ghosts at Night here, so this area There are many undead people under the sea."

"They keep floating, just waiting to pull the scapegoat into the sea. Teacher Mo, don't get so close there, be careful of being pulled down."

It happened that the hull of the ship tilted at this moment, and a huge wave hit the bow of the ship.

Mo Yufei's body went cold, she let out a scream, fell a few steps, lost her footing, and fell to the ground.

The other guests were a little stunned.

The viewers in the live broadcast room were also baffled.

Mo Yufei must be a little timid. Normal people know that Si Fuqing is telling stories.

And I’ve heard this story before. Mo Yu screamed something and it scared me.

I suspect that the person who entered He Yu’s room was Mo Yufei! I'm waiting for their company's press conference in a few days.

"Teacher Mo, these are all lies. What are you afraid of?" Si Fuqing stretched out a hand toward her and smiled slightly, "There is an old saying in our Daxia, don't do anything wrong, don't be afraid. Ghosts are knocking on the door. As long as you do nothing, how can the undead find you?"

"What's more, this is the burial place of our Daxia soldiers. With them suppressing them, who dares to invade?"

After Mo Yufei calmed down, her eyes turned cold.

A new popular idol is actually warning her?

It’s simply a matter of life and death!

Do you think that now that you have fans and traffic, you can be arrogant in the entertainment industry?

I really don’t know how high the world is.

"I know." Mo Yufei stood up and smiled charmingly, "I also know that the undead like to find little girls as scapegoats. Teacher Si, please be careful."

"It's okay." Si Fuqing said nonchalantly, "I've played it before. There's nothing scary about Hundred Ghosts in the Night. Ghosts are not scary. What's scary is the human heart."

Oops, my wife is talking nonsense again, I will drag her down and hide her in my golden house.

You must have drunk too much in front of me, this is obviously my wife.

Stop talking, love rival, draw your sword!

Mo Yufei's face completely darkened, and she smiled softly: "Teacher Si really likes to tell jokes, and I have encountered him all over the night."

Let’s not talk about whether there is such a thing. Is there really a Si Fuqing who hasn’t been swallowed alive by a hundred ghosts?

Mo Yufei stopped looking at Si Fuqing and walked aside.

She turned her back to the camera, turned off the microphone, and said with a sneer: "Ning Sheng, we have been friends for many years. I haven't touched you, but that doesn't mean I won't touch others. You'd better remind this junior of yours not to be here. If you meddle in other people's business, you won't even know how you will die."

Lu Ningsheng smiled back, and his momentum did not drop at all: "I give this to you, don't die by then and still be jumping around here."

"Humph." Mo Yufei didn't care, "Ningsheng, I know you are arrogant, but you must also recognize the facts. When I get the qualification to sing the theme song of the Oracle, you must congratulate me. Me."

After she finished speaking, she left quietly.

**

The shooting at sea took a long time, a full month.

Tomorrow is another regular weekly holiday for the program team. This time it will be a long one, lasting two days. After all, the guests have been very tired after recording for so long.

Si Fuqing finally had time to log in to the Oracle.

She used the gm administrator account and directly clicked the administrator 000 in the list.

No. 0 is the chief planner, and the administrators all know it.

This chief planner can be said to be omnipotent, and he sometimes wanders around in the game.

Si Fuqing typed the next line in the dialog box.

009: One thing, I’m going to your headquarters in the afternoon, and the theme song hasn’t been decided yet, right? I compose music and lyrics, and then recommend someone to you. One-stop service. Isn’t it beautiful?

As soon as this sentence was uttered, the other party reacted.

000:? ? ?

000: Wait! Speak clearly!

000: This is not a question of one dragon or another. The question is how do you survive? !

Si Fuqing closed her computer and applied to her boss: "Boss, I want to borrow a plane."

On the sofa, Yu Xiheng raised his eyes: "Borrow a plane?"

"What's the matter? I haven't received any endorsement fees and I'm penniless." Si Fuqing touched his chin, his fox eyes lit up, "Boss, are you tired from work? I'll give you a shoulder massage for free. !"

Before Yu Xiheng could say anything, her hand was already on his shoulder.

The man has broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and the muscles on his shoulders are also perfectly smooth and smooth. They are tough and strong. They feel great in the hand through a layer of shirt.

Seeing how seriously she pinched her, Yu Xiheng took back his direct consent.

His eyes lowered slightly, and there was a little more interest in his brows.

The girl's hands are very soft, with a few thin calluses from martial arts training on her fingertips.

But I have to say that she controlled the intensity very well, which indeed made him very comfortable.

Feng San came in with a fruit plate: ""

Who is he? Where is he? What is going on? !

Why did Miss Si become a massage technician in such a blink of an eye?

Are you so dedicated to your part-time job?

After Si Fuqing finished squeezing, he rested his chin on the sofa behind him, blinked his fox eyes and said eagerly: "Boss, borrow the plane."

With such a tone and expression, it is impossible for anyone to reject her.

He had no intention of rejecting her.

Yu Xiheng sighed: "The plane is parked on the roof of the hotel."

Si Fuqing accepted the application instantly. She straightened up without any hesitation: "Then I'm leaving."

She can't touch her fighter jet, but the plane can still be touched.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Yu Xiheng said unhurriedly: "Feng San, you must send the girl here."

Si Fuqing stopped and looked at Yu Xiheng.

She almost suspected that her boss knew about her driving skills.

Even if she is not allowed to touch the car, why is she not allowed to enter other cockpits?

Si Fuqing said expressionlessly: "You, don't call me girl."

"Huh?"

"I feel like I'm talking to an ancient nobleman."

Yu Xiheng was silent for a moment and said lightly: "No."

He was not born in the palace, but in a ruined temple far away from the palace.

He was taken back to the palace at the age of nine and lived in a side palace in the cold palace. Even the eunuchs and maids could humiliate him at will.

It has nothing to do with the princes and nobles.

"Forget it, just scream." Si Fuqing put his hands behind his back, "Who makes you my beloved boss? Boss, don't be sad. You see your legs are already healed and you look so good-looking. He is a real diamond king, so powerful, don’t feel bad.”

"You don't have enough time, it's time to go." Yu Xiheng held his head, raised his eyebrows, and said slowly, "Girl."

"Let's go." Si Fuqing rubbed his ears, "I'll bring you something delicious when I come back."

Feng San walked in front, which was quite strange.

Yu Xiheng has always kept his emotions quiet, and his emotional control can be described as perfect.

All he can often feel is the overwhelming sense of oppression.

Why is Miss Si so attentive enough to notice Brother Jiu's emotional fluctuations?

He must be too careless.

Feng San was very ashamed.

He must learn from Miss Si.

Lu Ningsheng was waiting on the roof. He saw that Feng San had outstanding temperament, excellent appearance, and steady steps, unlike ordinary people.

She stood up quickly and said hello: "Qingqing, this is——"

Feng San said: "I am Miss Si's driver, Miss Lu, you don't have to be polite."

Lu Ningsheng: "?"

She numbly got on the plane with Si Fuqing.

After meeting Jiang Changfeng, she no longer believed Feng San's words.

The layout in the plane is very simple, even a bit crude.

"This plane" Lu Ningsheng said in surprise, "This plane is not simple."

Si Fuqing turned around: "What?"

"When I was studying at the Hera Conservatory of Music, I went to the University of Itno for a month as an exchange student. I was fortunate enough to visit their aerospace laboratory." Lu Ningsheng said, "Their technology is very advanced, but I think this aircraft The plane is not bad either."

Si Fuqing smiled: "After all, Daxia has a long history of five thousand years, and our ancestors have a lot of wisdom."

Lu Ningsheng agreed: "Yes, but a lot of technology has been lost, which is quite a pity."

Soon the plane flew out of the Daxia border and arrived at the Western Continent.

The speed of the aircraft is very fast, but the fuselage is extremely stable.

This is the power of the Mohist organ technique.

Mechanism is a great ancient invention of Daxia.

The Mohist Mechanic City built by the genius Mo Yanfeng more than a thousand years ago cannot be broken even now.

A few hours later, the plane stopped at the airport.

Oracle's headquarters building is not far from Grain, in an international metropolis next door.

Before coming, Si Fuqing made an appointment.

When he got off the plane, he saw the obvious Western-style buildings. Lu Ningsheng was stunned: "Wait! We went abroad?!"

How long has it been?

Five hours at most.

Go directly from Nanzhou to the Western Continent?

She must be crazy.

"Well, it's out." Si Fuqing put on his hat, "Teacher Lu, let me take you to meet an online friend."

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