C710 All the experts keep a low profile

"Big Brother, why are you so free to come here and take a look today?" Xiao Chaoran and Xiao Yi had already begun to talk to themselves.

Xiao Yi smiled, and pointed to Zhang Yuan Yuan who was nearby: "My girlfriend likes to draw. I heard that there's some sort of selection competition being held here, so I accompanied her here to try her luck. "

"Oh, I see." Xiao Chaoran looked at Zhang Yuan Yuan who was afar, and the corner of her mouth revealed an ambiguous smile. After all, Lan Mei’er was Xiao Yi's fiancee. However, Xiao Chaoran did not speak much about these matters between men and women, and only smiled: "Next time, inform Junior if something like this happens. This Nine Prefectures Tower is part of my property. "

Xie Lange slapped her face and Xiao Yi and Xiao Chaoran started to chat happily. Regarding Xie Lange, she turned a deaf ear to him.

However, even though the audience had heard this, they still felt a bit sad. Recalling how Jing Linglong had arrogantly and arrogantly made things difficult for Zhang Yuan Yuan, these people all wished for nothing more than to say: Seriously... F * ck!

You, Jing Linglong, are overbearing and lawless, you are just relying on your power. The powers that relied on Xie Lange were truly this domineering.

But, who was this Zhang Yuan Yuan man?

Your man would be beaten up for nothing when he sees Xiao Chaoran, so he has to kneel down and beg for mercy. Xiao Chaoran is just his little brother. Do you know how big the gap is between your man Xie Lange and his, Zhang Yuan Yuan's, man Xiao Yi?

It was like the difference between a narrow river and the boundless Pacific Ocean; like a leaf, and the difference between a forest; like a green grass, and the difference between the whole spring.

But, this Zhang Yuan Yuan has always been moved by emotions, how could she have ever bullied you with such power? However, her boyfriend had always been silently standing behind her. How low-key, she had never been followed by a luxury car driver to bolster her courage.

Now, everyone understood one thing: all the superior cultivators kept a low profile.

To put it another way, a full pot doesn't shake a shallow one.

Xiao Chaoran and Xiao Yi said these words, while Xie Lange himself slapped her own mouth. Jing Linglong stood still in the autumn wind, like a wooden statue petrified. Her gentle and graceful body began to tremble in the wind.

Thinking of this scene, she recalled how she shamelessly asked, "Your boyfriend is a young master from a rich family? Tsk tsk, his clothes are really shabby."

What happened just now was still fresh in his mind. Thinking back to it now, Jing Linglong felt that his entire face was burning red.

Following that, Jing Linglong seemed to have thought of something. Staring at Zhang Yuan Yuan, she shouted angrily: "Why are you not saying? Zhang Yuan Yuan, you heartless woman, are you waiting for me to make a fool out of myself?

Zhang Yuan Yuan looked at Jing Linglong coldly, and a cold smile appeared on her face. Just like that, after quietly staring at Jing Linglong for a long time, she opened her mouth and spoke slowly: "Don't think that everyone is as despicable and shameless as you. In my eyes, he was the man I loved. It was that simple. When have I ever thought of using his power to suppress you bitterly? If we were like you, we would not be crowded in the crowd, but would instead carry the palanquin into it. "

Jing Linglong's body trembled as she stared blankly at Zhang Yuan Yuan, and her face slowly paled.

"Even if you turn your back on your dreams, you can exchange yourself for wealth and glory. I still have a sisterly feeling towards you. All this time, I have always hated you for not being able to do what you want, and for scolding and scolding you. But, Linglong, I've always wanted to wake you up. I hope that we sisters can be together and pursue our dreams together. Just like you once told me, let's just spread it all over the world. to give people energy and an active life. " Zhang Yuan Yuan looked at Jing Linglong, his face revealing traces of lament.

Jing Linglong opened his mouth and exhaled out a breath of hot air. In the late autumn, it quickly dissipated. It was just like her previous friendship, her previous dream, had unknowingly disappeared in this late autumn.

"But, you made me despair just now. You made me give up." Zhang Yuan Yuan sighed, and slowly said word by word: "You, are no longer the Jing Linglong I know."

Zhang Yuan Yuan had said those words many times, but this time, Jing Linglong knew. This was the last time that Zhang Yuan Yuan had said it. In the future, Zhang Yuan Yuan would never say it again.

Because from then on, the two of them were truly strangers. There was no longer any connection. I don't want to talk about you anymore, because I've given up on you.

Yuan Yuan did not say any of these words, but Jing Linglong's mind was still clear as day.

"I …" After a long while, Jing Linglong finally said a single "I" and could no longer continue. And at this moment, her beautiful figure froze in the wind, no longer swaying in the wind. The paleness on her face could no longer be concealed even by her thick makeup. Her tears had finally wet her long eyelashes and dripped down bit by bit.

Xiao Chaoran stood behind Xiao Yi from start to finish, walking slowly while talking to him. This let the people see, and made them understand from the bottom of their hearts, that Xiao Chaoran truly respected and recognized this big brother.

Such small actions naturally came from the heart.

As a result, when the surrounding spectators looked at Xiao Yi, their eyes were all shining brightly.

They all understood, the biggest figure in the arena right now was the seemingly calm Xiao Yi. Some of the young ladies were infatuated; some of the young men were full of admiration.

Only, Xie Lange no longer had anyone to pity him.

"Alright, the wind is strong here, let's go in and talk. It just so happens that the selection competition is about to begin. " Xiao Chaoran and Xiao Yi chatted for a while before they finally got to the main topic at hand.

"Alright." Xiao Yi turned his head to look at Zhang Yuan Yuan, and called out: "It's getting late, let's go in."

Zhang Yuan Yuan replied in agreement, and then his gaze stayed on Jing Linglong for a moment. She then turned around, and his gaze landed on Xie Lange, who was clapping her hands on the ground. His expression softened: "Xiao Yi, forget it, let him get up."

As Xie Lange listened to Zhang Yuan Yuan's words, she felt that this was the most beautiful voice in the world. If this continued, Xie Lange didn't know if she would beat herself to death.

Seeing Zhang Yuan Yuan open her mouth, the expression on her face softened. To Xie Lange who was smacking her lips on the ground, she said: "Since Yuan Yuan has spoken, then alright. I am a merciful and gentle person, get up, and that will do. "

Hearing Xiao Yi's words, Xie Lange felt as if she had been granted amnesty. War Chestnut stood up from the ground and began swaying uneasily in the wind.

Xie Lange thought about it, what the f * * k was going on? Her own woman, Jing Linglong, had relied on her own power to force Zhang Yuan Yuan to such an extent. In the end, the one who saved him in the end was still the victim, Zhang Yuan Yuan. Thinking about how others would repay him with morals, Xie Lange blushed and lowered her head.

"Take your wife and get lost, don't let me see you again." Xiao Chaoran looked at Jing Linglong and her, her face was solemn for a moment before she opened her mouth and shouted.

"Thank you, thank you." Hearing that, Xie Lange's tears fell, but they were all tears of joy.

When Xie Lange dared to meet him in front of Xiao Chaoran, that wave of pressure that was like a mountain pressed down on him, to the point where her chest was about to suffocate. To be able to leave this place so quickly was something that she had accumulated for eight lifetimes!

However, at this time, Zhang Yuan Yuan turned her head to look at Jing Linglong, who was in the wind, and suddenly said softly, "Since you're here to participate in this selection competition, I'll give you a fair chance. You stay, come in. See, can you still realize the dream that we thought of as life? "Take a look, can a heart covered in dust still create a painting that resonates with others?"

Jing Linglong could already see the deep hatred Xie Lange had for the depths of her eyes. Now, if she went back, he would probably be unable to escape this calamity. Stay and participate in this year's selection competition. As long as you are selected, sign a contract with that Art Master and cooperate with him in the future. Then, he would still be able to smile proudly and live a life of wealth and prosperity.

Therefore, Jing Linglong nodded her head lightly at this time, and threw Zhang Yuan Yuan a grateful look.

"You don't have to thank me." Zhang Yuan Yuan could instantly read out the meaning behind every glance towards his former sister, "If the outcome is really as you wish, then you can come and thank me. Art could not be covered with dust, especially this kind of thing that caused one to feel a resonance with it. Having a strong sense of benefit is often not a good thing. "

Finished speaking, Zhang Yuan Yuan did not stay any longer, and turned towards the entrance of the Nine Prefectures building.

With the sound of the strong wind blowing, Zhang Yuan Yuan's back looked so determined in the wind.

Jing Linglong looked at Zhang Yuan Yuan's back and opened her mouth a few times. Finally, she couldn't hold back the trembling in her heart, and gently called out. "Yuan Yuan, it was so bitter in the beginning, I really can't go on, I really can't go on anymore …"

Zhang Yuan Yuan's figure did not stop for a moment, and only sent back a few words coldly, "After I left that time, I went back to get the money. You can tell me. Unfortunately, you actually gave your first time to a Xie Clan security team captain, using him as a springboard to seek a larger world, better luck and wealth. Actually, be a bit poorer, what about it? After the sword had been sharpened, the plum blossom fragrance came from the bitter cold. We who engage in art must experience all the social forms of the world. It was a kind of training for us, a social experience, but... "

At this point, Jing Linglong's body began to tremble violently in the wind.

Her eyes were filled with tears. Thinking back to the past, like a ray of sunset quietly standing in the wind, leaving no sigh.

With a "putong" sound, Jing Linglong suddenly felt weak all over and fell onto the ground with a dull thud.