【Daily】Mid-Autumn Festival in Fuzhengjing
ooc warning!!!
Timeline: The 220th year of the 800th year
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Because of someone's self-disclosure of his identity and a "friendly request" to the fairy world, the economic exchanges between Yunfan Valley and Xianjing have reached a new level.
Yunfan Valley directly took charge of a small program in the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala.
According to an agreement with Xianjing, Yunfan Valley randomly draws a lucky priest from the Heavenly Court one month before the Mid-Autumn Festival every year and arranges a program for him.
Ah, of course there is only one.
A very "lucky" one.
At first, everyone thought there was nothing wrong with it and thought it was just an action to enhance the friendly relations between the two sides.
But after the first year of broadcasting, they didn't expect that this would become a project that all priests love and hate every year.
Why?
Everyone is looking forward to this special performance by someone unknown.
But no one wants it to be them.
......
It's Mid-Autumn Festival again.
After watching the folk performance of the priests who failed in the game of passing the flower to the drum, the segment that is even more exciting than the lantern fighting is here!
That’s right, this has defeated Doudeng to become the most popular show in Xianjing.
Before the characters were announced, many people could be seen silently clasping their hands together, praying that they would not be picked.
Even though they are gods.
Worship God? Play?
Even Jun Wu seemed quite interested.
Well, actually Jun Wu was just secretly afraid that he would be picked and everyone would see him waving his hands.
After all, someone's self-exposure is equivalent to telling Jun Wu his true identity invisibly.
Jun Wu, who is deeply influenced by statues, fan art and other flower-shaking products, is actually secretly praying for better luck.
When the results came out, there were sighs of relief.
Except for Master Wudu.
Yes, that lucky goose is him!!
The people around him looked at him with eyes full of pity and gloating.
Shi Qingxuan covered his face with a fan, hiding the smile on his face, and gave his brother a thumbs-up: "Brother, keep going~"
The curtain opened and several actors were already ready.
Because this project is produced by Yunfan Valley, different from the folk ones, the actors have changed into the appearance of priests, so what the actors in the drama do looks like what they would do in person.
When they saw that strange painting style, all the priests finally realized that something was wrong.
Title: [Hegemonic Navy]
[In the morning, the Navy President woke up from his 800-square-meter bed and accidentally revealed his 42-pack abs]
Shi Wudu: “…?”
He smiled, with a mixture of indifference, indifference, sarcasm, and indifference.
Then, he rode on the Shukuchi Thousand Miles to a hall thirty kilometers away.
Shi Qingxuan spit out: "Oh my god, to get to the hall, I need to take the Earth-Shrinking Thousand Miles Bike??"
[Butler Ming: "Master Water Master! You have already sent the Wind Master to the Anti-Women's Clothing School for ten years!"
"Has he made any progress?"
"He invited the guards to dress up as women and blew them away with his last fan!"
When Shi Qingxuan saw that he was among them, his smile froze.
Mingyi didn't express anything except that his face darkened for a moment, and he just ate a few mouthfuls less.
[Shi Wudu seemed to be smiling, but his face was shaped into a square, a circle, and an isosceles right triangle due to anger.
He sneered and let out a sarcastic fart.
"Butler, find him back."]
At this moment, a priest could no longer hold back his laughter and burst out laughing, followed by loud laughter from all around.
[The scene changes and Master Qingxuan is found
Shi Wudu stretched out his arm and pulled Shi Qingxuan, who was ten meters away, toward him.
Shi Wudu's face was grim: "Who the hell made this up?!"
After hearing that he could not dress as a woman, Shi Qingxuan buried his head in his chest in melancholy, looking up at the red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple night sky at a 45-degree angle.
Shi Wudu was furious upon seeing this, and he used a 600-square-meter water fan to splash water at Shi Qingxuan. Shi Qingxuan's eyes were filled with emotions, and he flew away with his three-meter-long eyelashes flapping.
Shi Qingxuan was stunned. He turned to stare at the water master fan in Shi Wudu's hand, which was crackling from being squeezed. "...Sixty-six six hundred square meters?!"
Three-meter-long eyelashes??!
[Master Wu Du was out of breath. He casually drank a bottle of 1982-year-old East China Sea water and burped rhythmically.
The statue of the Godly Emperor standing nearby also danced enchantingly to the rhythm, waving its flowery hands.
"I can't escape the world of flower hands~"]
Jun Wu: “…”
What is meant to come will come.
Can't escape!
[Shi Wudu turned his head 720 degrees to look on. Butler Ming beside him was terrified, his face turning from blue to red, then to yellow, white, and finally black.]
[“Blue-faced Dou Erdun, stealing the imperial horse~ Red-faced Guan Gong fighting in Changsha…”]
"Pull the curtain!!!! Open the curtain!!"
Shi Wudu finally couldn't bear it anymore and raised his hand to spend tens of thousands of merits.
However, everyone still performs their own performance on the stage.
The curtain didn't budge.
There was an awkward atmosphere at the scene.
That’s right, the curtain was stuck by Yunfan Valley’s magic field.
Want to avoid social demise? How is that possible?!
The merits that Shi Wudu threw out were not returned.
“…”
“…”
Thousands of miles away, Mo Qiuyan, who was leaning against a tree watching a drama, smiled evilly as he looked at the merits that had arrived.
I got into trouble again~
Xianjing
Mingyi finally put down his chopsticks, secretly opened the spiritual array, and gave someone a "friendly" quintessence of Chinese culture.
Blackwater owes debt: [Lingyun, are you sick? ? ?]
Yunfan Gu Lingyun: [Haha ...
Blood Rain Loan: [Heishui, your face-changing part is really like Bai Wuxiang sterilizing - sterilizing children hahahahahahaha]
Heishui owes a debt: [(?o?) Huacheng, are you crazy too? ? ]
Yunfan Gu Lingyun: [Huahua, where did you learn that?!]
Mo Qiuyan: Don’t imitate me!
The person being asked: Are you polite?
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