A 00-year-old man meets online love in person. I am really a post-XNUMXs

Tonight, Yun Mo's properties were unusually high.

I have watched all the performances.

When a performance ended, he would applaud and say to Su Qingluan, "Reward!"

"Okay, ancestor!" Su Qingluan nodded with a smile, and then wrote down the other party's performance and guest performers in the notebook.

There are many gifts that need to be given back today.

After all, they came to give gifts.

After all, some feedback is needed.

This is called returning a gift.

Yun Feifei has prepared enough pills.

Although the Yun family accepted gifts, they did not want to owe favors to others.

Today’s ancestors would watch the show and applaud it, as if this is a real person in the world, rather than a god with an indifferent temperament.

God is lonely.

God is lonely.

God is destined to be unable to be happy.

This is for sure.

Because he can't feel what happiness is.

He no longer has any desires.

Can a person without desires be happy?

the answer is negative.

Su Qingluan conveyed the old man's words and whispered something in Zhang Shunyong's ear. Zhang Shunyong nodded, stood up and went to the preparation room behind the stage.

After each performance, performers would prepare or remove their makeup here.

The Four Heavenly Kings had just come down, and when they saw Zhang Shunyong coming over, they originally did not recognize Zhang Shunyong, but after their agents whispered something in their ears.

The way these people looked at Zhang Shunyong immediately showed respect.

The four of them immediately walked over quickly, bowed, and said, "Hello, Mr. Zhang!"

Zhang Shunyong nodded at them.

For these four people, let alone their current identities, even if they were in their previous identities, he would not feel pressure, so he said easily, "Today, the ancestor watched your performance, it was indeed good, so this time, the ancestor personally said that there will be rewards!"

As Zhang Shunyong spoke, he asked the people next to him to bring out four boxes.

The Four Heavenly Kings haven't reacted yet.

But the agent just touched their arms.

The Four Heavenly Kings finally reacted.

Then bow again.

"Thank you for the reward, old man, and thank you, Mr. Zhang!"

Among the four boxes.

It’s not a particularly miraculous elixir.

Just some medicines that can eliminate the pain.

But such things are already at the level of miracle medicine in the mortal world.

When all the performances on stage are over.

The two hosts, Mr. He and Mr. Sa, began to walk off the stage.

Obviously, the two people did not feel tired at all for hosting this time, they just felt that the time was too short. They really hoped that they could host for three days and three nights and show up in front of the old man more often.

But this is not the Spring Festival Gala.

It can't last too long.

After arriving backstage, the two of them crazily took selfies and group photos with other stars and artists.

Everyone wants to record this moment.

Because at this moment I am performing for the Yun family and I am hosting the show for the Yun family, so the meaning is different.

Other stars did the same, taking selfies or videos to record this moment that made them honored.

"Two hosts, no, our ancestors said you are emcees, hahaha!" Zhang Shunyong walked backstage, then looked at the two hosts and said, "This is given to you by our ancestors! It's also a reward!"

Zhang Shunyong gave it to them.

These are still two pills that are as ordinary as can be to the Yun family.

But two people may have shining eyes.

It may be an ordinary thing in the Yun family, but in the eyes of ordinary people like them, it is extremely precious.

"Thank you for the reward, old man, and thank you, Mr. Zhang!"

The two hosts were very excited and excited.

Thanks again and again.

My hands are shaking.

When Zhang Shunyong returned to the venue again, he found Yun Mo standing up with the help of Yun Feifei.

When Yun Mo stood up, none of the hundreds of audience members who were watching the show dared to sit down and they all stood up.

Just when everyone thought that Yun Mo was about to leave, Yun Mo looked at Yun Feifei and said, "My dear grandson, have we forgotten a step?"

"Ah? What link?" Yun Feifei was a little unresponsive.

Yun Mo smiled helplessly and said to the guests who were wearing warlord costumes and cheongsams of various colors, "Come here, everyone. It's your birthday, so it's only right that we take a group photo!"

Yun Feifei slapped her forehead hard. How could she have forgotten this step?

And the ancestor suddenly became like this.

In fact, Yun Feifei was a little caught off guard.

Because this is not in line with the temperament of our ancestors.

Many things our ancestors do today are too abnormal.

For example, as everyone speculated, our ancestors might have left after watching their favorite opera.

But what was unexpected was that he watched the entire performance attentively and even asked to take a photo with everyone at the end.

If it were according to the temperament of our ancestors, it would never be like this.

And heard Yun Mo say this.

All the hundreds of guests were excited.

This is a photo with the true God.

No matter who it is, a photo like this would almost be passed down as a family heirloom, right?

Soon, everyone began to go on stage one after another in an orderly manner.

do not know why.

With so many people around, there was no one to host and everyone was able to move in unison.

Maybe this is the case when individual quality is high, the overall quality will also be high.

The quality here does not refer to personal character.

Rather, it means that as long as everyone stands in the correct position and concentrates on making the line neat and orderly, it seems that the line will be neat and tidy without anyone having to supervise it.

Yun Mo sat in his chair, with a group of people standing neatly behind him.

Just like the photos hanging in the Yun family villa, no matter who he is taking a photo with, Yun Mo is always sitting, and the others can only stand.

The previous ones were black and white photos, but now they are color photos.

Generally when taking photos, people like Jack Ma, Xiao Ma Ge and others are definitely the center of attention.

People like Mr. Rockefeller, no matter where they go, at least they sit in the front row.

But today.

They were all squeezed out.

Needless to say, the C position was Yun Mo. After that, there were Yun Feifei, Su Qingluan, Nangong Wen, Qin Dingguo and others.

Zhang Shunyong also has disciples from the Yun family.

After all these were over, it was Rockefeller's turn.

However, even though many people were only in inconspicuous corners, no one complained. After all, this was an opportunity to take a photo with God.

It’s not always available.

After everything was over, Nangong Wen supported Yun Mo and began to leave the venue.

"Grandfather, thank you for not being angry this time!" Yun Feifei didn't expect Yun Mo to be like this today. Her heart was finally at ease with the end of the birthday party.

Yun Mo ruffled her hair, smiled softly, and said, "The ancestor will go back first. If you young people want to continue playing, just continue playing. This way, everyone won't be so restrained!"

Yun Feifei nodded obediently and said, "Okay, old ancestor, then you can go back and rest first. We will go home after playing for a while, don't worry."

Yun Mo nodded.

Then Nangong Wen also smiled at Yun Feifei and helped Yun Mo away.

All the guests began to bow and see the two people off.

After the old man left, Zhang Shunyong was pestered by the owner of the convention and exhibition center, who said he had something to say.

"Master Zhang, I have something to tell you. I'll just take up one minute of your time!"

Zhang Shunyong is very busy. Okay, the old man is leaving. He is going to drive. He waved his hand and said, "I am very busy now. If you have anything, can we talk about it another day?"

"I'll just have thirty seconds!" said the owner of the convention and exhibition center as he followed Zhang Shunyong out.

Zhang Shunyong looked at the other person.

Know what the other person wants.

"Could it be that you, guy, want a photo of our group photo?" Zhang Shunyong asked.

"Yes, I want to keep it as a souvenir and hang it in our convention and exhibition center as a cultural wall. Something like this is simply the golden signboard of our convention and exhibition center!" said the owner of the convention and exhibition center with a smile.

Photos like this will definitely make the convention and exhibition center famous.

Such a thing that makes people feel honored should never be missed.

But it involves Yun Mo, and so many big shots from all over the world.

How could he dare to hang up a photo like this so easily?
Of course, he could have downloaded it from the Internet, because such photos would definitely be circulated on the Internet in the future.

Everyone can save it on their mobile phone.

But who would dare to post it and use it as their own publicity?

Then you are really having a bit of a fantasy.

So, it’s not so much about asking for photos, but more about asking for the privilege of being able to post them.

"I need to ask the old ancestor for instructions on this matter. You should know that there are too many big guys involved. My words don't count. Unless the old ancestor nods, none of these big guys will have any complaints!" Zhang Shunyong said, "If he agrees, I don't think I need to give you the photo, right? You should be able to get it yourself!"

The owner of the exhibition center laughed and said, "Thank you, Master Zhang. I'll be waiting for your good news!"

Subsequently.

Zhang Shunyong quickly left the convention and exhibition center.

He has to take the old man home.

And with Yun Mo's departure.

This time, a qualitative change occurred at the banquet.

Because Yun Mo was gone, everyone seemed to feel a lot more relaxed, as if a weight of dozens of kilograms had been completely lifted off their shoulders.

Everyone was taken to another area by the staff.

This is a cocktail party.

And there is a lot of food in the buffet.

All are high-end dishes.

Qin Dingguo stayed to help Yun Feifei to calm the situation.

Yun Feifei also wanted to thank the guests who came to the banquet this time.

Thanks for the matching costumes.

After everyone arrived at the cocktail party, Yun Feifei began to distribute small gifts to them, which were also some common pills.

But everyone knows that this is something from the Yun family, so it must not be too bad.

These things cannot be bought on the market even if you have money.

Even these things can improve the strength of cultivation to a certain extent.

After all, they are guests, unlike King Liu and his group, who are merely here to perform. The gifts given to these big-name guests must be of higher quality than those given to King Liu and his group.

After receiving the gift from Yun Feifei in return.

Everyone was smiling.

Finally, we had something to eat at the party and everyone had talked about almost everything they needed to talk about.

Everyone then left contentedly.

Seeing that most people had left, Yun Feifei also planned to leave the venue accompanied by Su Qingluan.

But now, I met someone.

This person was none other than Zhang Yimi, who was kicked out of the group by Su Qingluan.

When Zhang Yimi saw Yun Feifei, he bowed deeply.

Xiao Ma, who was beside Zhang Yimi, said, "Miss Yun Feifei, that..."

"Uncle Ma, you can just call me Feifei! After all, I used to admire you very much!" Yun Feifei said politely.

Brother Xiao Ma nodded, "Well, I'm overstepping my authority. Feifei, Lao Zhang has always wanted to make up for his previous mistakes, and it wasn't his fault. If you have to say it's his fault, then you can only say that he chose the wrong wife. Lao Zhang also took great pains to build the stage and arrange the entire exhibition center!"

"I have also told this to my Grandpa Qin!" Yun Feifei said, looking at Zhang Yimi and said, "Mr. Zhang, thank you so much!"

Yun Feifei stretched out her hand to indicate that she wanted to shake hands.

Zhang Yimi was stunned for a moment and hardly reacted.

But he is still an old hand.

I adjusted my state quickly.

Then he respectfully stretched out his hands and began to hold Yun Feifei's hands.

"Ms. Yun, you are so polite. This is what I should do!" Zhang Yimi said respectfully.

After Yun Feifei withdrew her hand, she glanced at Su Qingluan.

The two of them have long been in sync with each other, and there is no need to say many things, both of them understand.

After Yun Feifei left.

Su Qingluan stayed behind, took out a gift box, handed it to Zhang Yimi, and said, "Mr. Zhang, this is a gift for you!"

Zhang Yimi saw the medicine box, took it respectfully with both hands, and said, "Thank you Miss Su, thank you Yun family!"

"Do you want to regain your senior membership in the club?" Su Qingluan asked casually.

"Of course I want to. Can I recover?" Zhang Yimi said hesitantly.

"Of course you can. I'll have someone send you the membership badge and certificate later!" Su Qingluan said.

Zhang Yimi was so happy that he nodded repeatedly and said, "Thank you, thank you Miss Su!"

Su Qingluan didn't say anything, just smiled slightly, showing an expression of good will.

Then he followed Yun Feifei's footsteps.

Zhang Yimi wiped the sweat off his face. In fact, he was very nervous just now.

He also didn't know whether the Yun family could forgive him this time.

Of course, rather than talking about the Yun family, it would be better to talk about whether Yun Feifei and Su Qingluan can forgive him.

After all, it was his wife who provoked Su Qingluan in the first place.

Now it seems that everyone has put aside their past grudges and I have returned to this club again. (End of this chapter)