Poor people can't hold it [entertainment circle]

The movie theater was pitch black, and the show had already started for 10 minutes. Yu Yingcong was holding the movie ticket, and just stepped into the studio when his hand was tightly held.

"Follow me." Lian Yingzheng led him to a corner.

The seats were already full, and the audience was engrossed in staring at the big screen. No one noticed that the two leading actors were watching their movie quietly.

Frame by frame flashed, and lingering music rang in my ears.The two perform a love tragedy in the movie.

In the film, Yu Yingcong couldn't get what she wanted, and she cried and laughed in front of everyone, leaving only one sentence at the end, "Monk, would you marry me in the next life?"

Without getting a reply, the fox demon abandoned his whole body of cultivation, turned into a string of Buddhist beads, disappeared from the world, devoted himself to practicing for a lifetime, and only prayed for the next life.

Lian Yingzheng didn't say a word, bent down to pick up the beads, and put them on his wrist.

That year, he was dressed in white to win over the snow, smiled tactfully, and stretched out his hands, but failed to grab a piece of the skirt.

That year, the monk passed away, dressed in a red cassock, thousands of Buddhas chanted scriptures, and ten thousand Buddhas went to court. Before leaving, the moment he closed his eyes, he murmured, "Good!"

When the ending song sounded, the passionate girl was still in tears, but no one noticed that in the corner of the screening room, the fox demon and the monk were kissing each other.

The official announcement of their marriage made up for the regret in the play.

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