Comprehensive film and television: Passerby A, she is beautiful and cool

"Tabloid! Tabloid! The latest tabloid in the underworld! The wrongfully convicted General Ye Yu has been cleared of his wrongful convictions, and his son Ye Dingzhi has regained power in the Ye family. Can he become the new generation of General Ye Yu?"

The streets and alleys were filled with the cries of little beggars wearing small cloth shoes and with dirty faces.

"You are so good, Changsheng, you became famous before me, Baili Dongjun." Baili Dongjun hugged Bu Ranchen, and Ye Dingzhi walked together with red eyes.

Qin Changsheng stretched out his fingers and shook them slightly twice. "Wrong, wrong, wrong, absolutely wrong. I'm just the woman behind the Jianghu tabloids. The Jianghu tabloids report at any time, any place! Serving the country and the people is what I should do, not becoming famous."

"Thank you!"

"Don't be polite, it's a pity that the Green Prince was only confined for half a year and not demoted to a commoner. I can't accept this no matter how I think about it." Qin Changsheng recalled Xiao Ruofeng's attitude towards the incident of General Ye Yu. If the emperor he supported came to the throne, the final result might not be what he expected.

Thinking of the tasks in the task bar, he licked his fangs slightly. Tsk, it turns out that these men and women around him are all big troubles.

[In order to live longer after resurrection, you even changed your name to Changsheng. Don't worry about so many troubles.]

The system complained in Qin Changsheng's head, which scared Qin Changsheng.

【Your sudden appearance gave me a fright. 】

[A plot reminder for you. Although the plot has changed a lot, it's hard to guarantee that the next flow will not follow the previous ending. So I'm reminding you that tomorrow Li Changsheng will take you, Baili Dongjun, and Ye Dingzhi out of Tianqi City. There's still a long way to go.]

[Tsk, if I had known earlier I would have just followed fate and reincarnated.]

When I think about the hard work I have to do, I would rather live for one day than be reborn as a mayfly.

[You might be reborn as a pig to be slaughtered during the Spring Festival. Do you want to be reborn?]

Qin Changsheng recalled the holidays in her hometown in the countryside, and shook her head hurriedly when she heard the heart-wrenching screams of pigs being slaughtered at Uncle Mu's house, which was ten minutes away from her home.

"Little Changsheng, don't you want to see my master?" Qin Changsheng, who had not heard the conversation between Baili Dongjun and Ye Dingzhi at all, was unilaterally cut off from the system, and then he heard Ye Dingzhi's questioning voice.

"Oh no, just now a small mosquito flew by and I shook my head." Qin Changsheng patted his chest in panic and shook his head with the impact of some imaginary scenes.

What’s the big deal about doing some tasks, as long as I don’t become a pig to be slaughtered. Qin Changsheng clenched his fists secretly and quickly followed the pace of Baili Dongjun and Ye Dingzhi.

"Master! Why are you here too?" When the three people came to the river, they saw Li Changsheng standing next to Yu Shengmo who had been at the river for a long time.

"You little brat, I'm just here to see an old friend." He then turned to Yu Shengmo and said, "He's lucky. His grievances have been cleared. He'll be able to roam the martial arts world with me more freely in the future. You, you should take care of your illness. There's a kid named Sikong Changfeng who just left. Go teach him a lesson and you can also go to Yaowang Valley to get treatment."

Then it disappeared in a flash.

"No old lady can match his speed in queuing up to buy eggs." Qin Changsheng stretched out his hand and placed it above his eyes. As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a pain on his head.

"Ouch!"

"Little Changsheng! You thought that you couldn't hear anything since the master left, right?" It turned out that Li Changsheng, who had left, ran back and knocked Qin Changsheng hard on the head.

Qin Changsheng covered his head in pain and pouted: "Is it not okay if I'm wrong? You're going to knock my head dumb. My head is very precious. I have to write manuscripts and publish tabloids. I can't just let it be destroyed."