Moonlight and wind

"Oh no!" The mother shouted from outside the room. "My son, come and have a look!" After saying that, the mother pushed the door open and came in.

Shen Lingfeng, a sophomore who was playing games in front of the computer, had long been accustomed to his mother's surprise. "What's wrong, Mom?" Although Shen Lingfeng did not look back at his mother, he also responded to her symbolically.

"Look, kid!" As she spoke, the mother poked her cell phone at Shen Lingfeng's face, forcing Shen Lingfeng to tilt his neck back. "Your childhood friend Yi Bo's wife ran off with someone else!"

Shen Lingfeng saw in the video that his good friend Fan Yibo, who grew up with him, was crying to the camera and complaining that his wife had run away with someone else. Shen Lingfeng smiled disdainfully and said, "Mom, this is all fake, don't take it seriously!" Shen Lingfeng continued to play the game.

"Son, if he has any problems, we still have to help him!" Mom said, smacking her lips. "I have to call Fan Yibo's mom."

"Oh, he's really fine. I had dinner with him and his wife a few days ago," Shen Lingfeng said impatiently. "He drove his newly bought Mercedes-Benz with his wife, talking and laughing. Nothing happened. Mom, Yi Bo is now called an emotional blogger. These are all scripts. The more miserable the script, the more popular he is, and the more money he makes."

"Is he really alright? Is it fake?" The mother was still worried. "It's fake, it couldn't be more fake. Don't worry, he's fine, and he's making a lot of money from live streaming."

As he spoke, Shen Lingfeng looked at his watch, immediately put down his headphones, grabbed his coat, and ran out. "Mom, I'm going to be late for work at the milk tea shop!"

"Can't you just stay at home and accompany your mother? You have to go out to work and I don't expect you to make money." Mom was a little dissatisfied, but still sent Shen Lingfeng out the door and watched Shen Lingfeng ride his red Ducati 959 and run to the milk tea shop where he worked.

"Oh, young master is here to experience life again!" Shen Lingfeng walked into the milk tea shop, and the shop assistants looked at the big boy who was 190 cm tall, with a well-proportioned body, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes and said.

Shen Lingfeng ignored them, changed into work clothes, and stood in front of the kitchen counter. He looked around the milk tea shop, "Why hasn't she come yet?" Shen Lingfeng muttered quietly. Just as he was fiddling with a lemon in his hand, the door of the shop opened and a girl ran in hurriedly.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm late." The girl kept apologizing and hurriedly changed into her work clothes. Before she could catch her breath, she went to the kitchen to prepare to boil milk.

Shen Lingfeng didn't say anything. With his back to her, he could hear her still breathing heavily. She was the reason why Shen Lingfeng came to work in the milk tea shop.

Qin Yumeng, from junior high school to high school, the two have been classmates, but Shen Lingfeng has never spoken to her. Their first conversation was: "You also work here?" Although Qin Yumeng thought they met by chance, Shen Lingfeng knew that these encounters were all created by him.

"Speak." Shen Lingfeng answered the call from his childhood friend Fan Yi Bo, "New script? Where can I find another person for you?" Fan Yi Bo and Shen Lingfeng both like to play script-killing games. Tonight, Fan Yi Bo found a new script in a new store and invited Shen Lingfeng to play, but he was missing one person.

"Wait, I think I can try to bring one more person with me." After saying that, Shen Lingfeng hung up the phone and turned to Qin Yumeng who was boiling milk.

"Um, are you free tonight?" Shen Lingfeng didn't know how to start the conversation, and he didn't think of any prelude so he just asked directly. If he wanted to, it would be fine, but if not, then forget it.

Qin Yumeng did not stop stirring with the long-handled spoon in her hand, "I'm free, what do you want to do?" Shen Lingfeng was a little happy to get the answer, but did not show it.

"There's a party tonight, and we're all going to play a new script together. Do you want to go?" "But I don't know how." "I can teach you." "That's great! Thank you for inviting me."

Shen Lingfeng couldn't believe it. The goddess he hadn't dared to speak to for eight years was so easily asked out by him! "Okay, I'll take you there after get off work."

After get off work, Shen Lingfeng brought Qin Yumeng to the new store that Fan Yi Bo mentioned. From a distance, they saw Fan Yi Bo standing in front of a Cullinan, hugging his wife, and looking at Shen Lingfeng and the others with a smile.

"Come and see, buddy, I changed my car again! Hahaha!" Fan Yi Bo pulled Shen Lingfeng to his new car. "Even if the old man doesn't give me money, I still won't starve to death and I can still live a comfortable life, hahaha."

Because he dropped out of college without permission, Fan Yi Bo's father was angry and cut off his source of funds, but he did not cut off his ability to inherit his father's business acumen. In the past two years alone, Fan Yi Bo has earned tens of millions of dollars.

"Hey! Have you gotten it, kid?" Fan Yi Bo saw a reserved girl behind him and pushed Shen Lingfeng away and walked towards her.

"Hello, sister. She looks familiar, familiar. Where have we met before?" Fan Yi Bo turned around and looked at Shen Lingfeng, who was folding his arms and looking angry. "Oh, I see, I see, yes, it's her!" He winked at his wife, and the woman who ran away with another man came forward, took Qin Yumeng's hand, and walked towards the store together.

"What book?" Shen Lingfeng asked when he got the book. "Time travel." Fan Yibo replied. "It's just this book, what's so interesting about it?" Shen Lingfeng threw the script on the table without opening it.

"Look, look, this store belongs to my friend," Fan Yibo said, and then he put up the phone stand. "You're not going to live stream, are you?" Shen Lingfeng was a little dissatisfied. "No live stream, no live stream, just record a video and make a store tour video for my friend to help him promote it." "Is that your friend, or your client?" Fan Yibo just smiled foolishly and worked hard.

While waiting for Fan Yi Bo, Shen Lingfeng picked up the script again - "After Traveling Through Time, I Became the Emperor of Wu Kingdom". "A modified version?" Fan Yi Bo looked at Shen Lingfeng guiltily and nodded. "Yes, young master, please just make do with it. After all, I have already received the money." At the same time, he made a pleading gesture.

After a while, the clerk came over and asked everyone to change their clothes. The only thing that made Shen Lingfeng satisfied was that the costumes and makeup were pretty good.

Shen Lingfeng was wearing a white robe embroidered with delicate cloud patterns and a gorgeous jade crown on his head, which complemented the white robe. Around his waist was a jade pendant carved with intricate patterns. The jade pendant emitted a faint green glow and could not be noticed unless you looked carefully.

"The jade pendant is nice." Shen Lingfeng said. "Master, you have good eyesight. This jade pendant was bought by the boss from the antique market. Since the boss is so attentive, let's cooperate with him in the play!" Fan Yibo said while pointing the camera at him, "Take more pictures of you and get me more female fans!" Shen Lingfeng rolled his eyes at him.

Qin Yumeng was wearing a snow-white long dress with a wide hem, which made her sway gracefully as she walked; her exquisite pearl earrings swayed gently as she walked; her beautiful face, which was originally as beautiful as a flower, became even more stunning with the blessing of exquisite makeup. Fan Yibo immediately pointed the camera at her, "Take more pictures of her, and get me some male fans!"

When everyone was ready, everyone picked up the script and read it carefully. Then everyone came to the real scene and started playing the script.

Fan Yibo, who was walking behind Shen Lingfeng, was staring at his phone, not noticing Shen Lingfeng in front of him, and stepped on Shen Lingfeng's robe. Shen Lingfeng leaned forward, eventually lost his balance, and fell heavily.

"Are you okay? Are you okay?" Many voices were heard around him. Shen Lingfeng wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't. In the end, even the voices around him disappeared.

"Young Master, are you okay?" A young man's voice sounded beside Shen Lingfeng's ears. Shen Lingfeng tried hard to sit up and rubbed his head with his hands, "Fan Yibo! Are you sick?"

Shen Lingfeng raised his head, and a face with delicate features appeared in front of him. "Who are you?" Shen Lingfeng couldn't help but shudder as he spoke, "Why is it so cold? The owner is too stingy to turn up the heating!"

"Master, it's me, Shan Boyu! Are you crazy?" "Shan Boyu? NPC!" Shen Lingfeng was about to stand up when he touched the snow on the ground. "The real scene is not bad, but the script is a bit bad."

When Shen Lingfeng stood up, he found himself standing in front of a cliff and took a few steps back unconsciously. Shan Boyu immediately went up to support him. The biting wind made his face hurt. He looked around and found himself in a vast snow-capped mountain.

"Where is this?" Shen Lingfeng asked in confusion. "This is the back mountain of our sect!" Shan Boyu reached out and touched Shen Lingfeng's forehead, "You don't have a fever? You didn't really fall and become stupid!"

"Who am I?" "Master Shan, please don't scare me. If you are really stupid, the master will kill me!" Shan Boyu stamped his feet anxiously. "Master Shan?" "Yes, Shan Zimo, Master Shan! Wake up, Master!"

"So? I traveled through time?" The jade pendant tied around his waist flashed green light and then dimmed.