The big shots are jealous of me [Entertainment]

Song Yan wakes up every morning, his legs tremble uncontrollably.

Sour is really sour, but at the same time...

Cool is really cool.

I don't know if it was because of the sudden wave that he ignited Lu Zhen's beast soul, and the latter got worse.

Desk, bathroom, sofa, kitchen, floor-to-ceiling windows...

Every corner is covered with traces of their running.

Someone who is full of food and drink is in a good mood, and is even more obedient to him.

Song Yan felt that this day was really happy and happy.

What made him even happier was that after several days of falling and falling, not only did he feel better, but his prototype also grew up a lot. Now he is a five-month-old Teddy!

The only side effect was that he was always drowsy during the day due to being too tired at night.

Xiong Lao looked at the little Highness holding his chin in his hand, closing his eyes sleepily, and felt his heart ache so much that he clutched his chest: "Your Highness, improving your cultivation cannot be achieved overnight, and it will take at least a few years to restore [-]% of your cultivation. You must be exhausting yourself with all the effort."

Song Yan's little head moved a little bit, and he hummed twice in a daze. When he realized it, he raised his head and smiled: "It won't take a few years, Mr. Xiong. I feel like I'm about to make a breakthrough soon!"

One more... once or twice...

No problem for sure!

Cover your face.

Xiong Lao looked disbelieving: "Huh?"

Song Yan hastened: "Really, really, if you don't believe me, check it out."

As he spoke, Bai Shengsheng stretched out his wrist in front of Old Xiong.

Is this for him to detect the king's demon power?

Excited and honored for a moment, Elder Xiong took half a step back in trepidation, bowed his body respectfully, and stretched out his trembling hands: "Your Highness, that old master has offended you."

Song Yan was strange: "It's just to detect the demon power, what's the offense?"

Old Xiong: ...Of course I offended!

First, how can the king's monster power be easily detected by them.

Second, to detect the demon power, it is bound to touch Wang Zungui's wrist.

Xiong Lao made mental preparations for a long time before he could barely suppress the ecstasy in his heart, and carefully reached out a hand, and his fingertips covered Song Yan's wrist.

Although His Highness seemed confident, but Mr. Xiong only thought that he was eager to save the family, and he didn't take it seriously.

Just kidding, being able to recover within a few years is already an extraordinary talent, it only took a few months, how could it be possible to reach [-]% cultivation?

Thinking of this, when the aura from the fingertips penetrated into Song Yan's wrist, he comforted him: "Your Highness is not more worried, the lifespan of the monster race is far longer than that of humans, and a few years will pass in the blink of an eye. When the time comes, your cultivation will naturally— —”

The voice stopped abruptly.

Song Yan looked over suspiciously, just in time to see that dull old face of Xiong Lao.

"Old Bear?"

Xiong Lao didn't know how long he stayed there, until he heard Song Yan's voice, he came back to his senses, turned his head in disbelief, because he was too shocked, his neck turned very slowly, and made a "Ka Ka Ka" sound Not a very nice sound.

But right now, Old Xiong can't care so much anymore, he just said in a shocking old voice: "Your Highness, you, your power of the demon king! Really..."

He didn't continue to speak, but the two lips trembling with surprise had already explained everything.

Although he had expected it, Song Yan was also very pleasantly surprised at the moment, his eyebrows stretched, and he smiled: "I don't feel wrong!"

Xiong Lao was so excited that his eyes lit up: "Your Highness is indeed the Chosen One! The speed of cultivation is so fast, and the old man has lived for nearly ten thousand years, which is unheard of! Not only is he a genius of face, a genius of leadership, but also a genius of cultivation!"

Of course, he himself is quite wise, not only urging His Highness to practice, but also occupying His Highness's time, so that the Great Demon King has no chance to take advantage of!

Just as he was enjoying himself, he saw Song Yan scratching his head in embarrassment: "No, no, what kind of genius am I? I just figured out a way, um, a special method... that's all."

Master Xiong's eyes became brighter: "My God, Your Highness has found a special method? No wonder, no wonder!"

"It's no wonder His Highness's transformation time is half a year earlier than expected. At the beginning, we were puzzled. It turned out to be His Highness's own cultivation method!"

"The old man is wrong, how can the mere word genius be worthy of His Highness! You are simply a myth, the existence that drives monsters crazy, the most perfect god bestowed by heaven on the monster race, and the greatest miracle in the world!"

Song Yan: QAQ

"No, I just—"

...just running, running for days.

He didn't know how to say this kind of thing, "just" for a long time and didn't have the nerve to continue.

But Mr. Xiong was already so excited that he was about to lose his shape. He wished he could shout on the Yaoshuo app with a loudspeaker. By the way, he would give away a 100-page rainbow fart...

If you really want him to announce this matter, then it will be more than 100 pages of rainbow fart, the entire monster clan, every monster may have to write 100 pages!

Song Yan was so frightened by the spectacular scene in his mind that he shuddered, and quickly clarified loudly: "It's because of Lu Zhen!"

As soon as these words were uttered, Song Yan heaved a sigh of relief.

Yaozu doesn't want to see Lu Zhen so much, if they know the inside story, they should change a lot about him, right?

Just a little ashamed.

5 minute later.

Xiong Lao's eyes became even more dull: "What, you, you mean..."

He stood there blankly, probably because he was hit too hard, and sat down on the ground.

"Hey, Old Xiong!" Song Yan quickly squatted down to help him, and the round-neck T-shirt inside was scratched down.

As soon as Lord Xiong raised his eyes, he saw a dazzling red dot on the fair neck of the Little Demon King, and suddenly there was a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

He gritted his teeth and couldn't bear to look directly away.

Beast! ! !

It took a long time to burst into tears and said: "Your Highness! You have sacrificed too much for the Yaozu!"

Song Yan didn't agree with this statement at all. He struggled for a while, and finally retorted in a low voice with a blushing face: "It's really not a sacrifice... Well, actually, it's pretty cool."

Master Xiong: "..."

Geng Yu has been living like a year recently.

Roughly counting, it has been three months and three days, ten hours, five minutes and seven seconds since I have seen His Royal Highness the Demon King.

Zero eight seconds, zero nine seconds, ten seconds...

Geng Yu looked at his watch expressionlessly, and sadly recorded the days when he left Song Yan.

He flipped through the schedule, and his lazy body straightened up - next Saturday's "Happy 100%" has invited the Lingshi Qingyuan crew to participate in the recording, and he will be able to see His Highness then.

Geng Yu's rabbit's eyes, which were as silent as ashes, brightened up, but soon dimmed again.

Hey, there are still six days.

hard.

He marked that day with a bright red mark full of love, and then sat by the computer, clicked out the videos he treasured, and watched them over and over again.

The little assistant came in to report work, knocked on the door, and when he entered the room, he was taken aback for a moment, and then sighed.

Brother Geng...it's hopeless.

Just based on his current idiotic expression, she knew even with her eyes closed that he was watching Song Yan's videos again and again! ! !

To be honest, at the very beginning, she secretly poked and looked for the fanfiction of the language cp, and after reading a few chapters, she couldn't help but clicked the cross.

In the fanfiction, her brother Geng is a glorious image of a domineering president. Compared with the idiot-faced brother Geng in reality, the sense of gap should not be too strong...

With such a star-chasing boss at the booth, the little assistant really broke down. Fortunately, she was not the only one who broke down, and... Yu Yingdi's assistant, Master Lei's assistant...

So the three little assistants secretly poked and pulled a group...

With a ding, WeChat rang.

The little assistant quickly came back to his senses: "Brother, your WeChat."

Geng Yu waved his hand impatiently: "What WeChat are you looking at, don't you see I'm busy?"

The little assistant glanced at his screen and silently spit out blood.

I have watched this video a thousand and eight hundred times, and I still watch it! !

...You are really busy, haha.

While complaining, Geng Yu's cell phone sounded like it was blown up one after another. He made a bad face, reluctantly pressed the pause button, and said violently, "Forget it, bring it here and let me have a look."

The little assistant hurriedly stepped forward and handed it to him.

Geng Yu lazily took the phone.

It's him, the fox, and the four demons' group of two tiger spirits.

A few monsters stay in the group every day, or tell their thoughts about His Highness, or show off the beef sauce, or compare each other's treasured photos of His Highness...

Nothing to see.

Geng Yu was thinking about Yan Zai's prosperous beauty in the video, swiped his finger, and opened the group message casually.

Lei is shameless and scheming: [Fuck! !Don't blame the brothers for not reminding you!Open Weibo now! ! 】

Lei is shameless and scheming: [Hurry up! !There is a big surprise!My God, dizzy dizzy! 】

Dumb: [? 】

Dead Fox: [? 】

Geng Yu was also about to send a "?", but unexpectedly popped up on the screen:

Dead Fox: [! 】

Dumb: [! ! 】

Dead Fox: [! ! ! 】

……

Geng Yu looked serious, and opened Weibo quickly, his fingers almost became an afterimage.

Two seconds later, a clear and pleasant young voice came from Geng Yu's cell phone: "Hi everyone, I'm Song Yan..."

At the same time, the little assistant's cell phone was jingling crazily.

【what's the situation?My movie king Yu watched Song Yan's self-introduction...it went crazy! 】

[Did Song Yanxin post that video?The eight second one?To be honest, my Young Master Lei is crazy too! 】

Assistant: ?

The video they are talking about is not the one Brother Geng is watching now, is it?

She silently raised her head, just in time to see Geng Tianwang whose eyes were red with excitement and whose fingertips were trembling as if he had Parkinson's.

Assistant: "..."