"But that’s just because I’m not interested in fa, otherwise I would definitely be more popular than him."
"Dream on! You, compare with my Zhao Ge? Don’t insult my idol like that!"
Duan Xiao Yi, who was watching the program, couldn’t sit back anymore and interrupted the conversation between the two n for the first ti.
"Hey! I’m your actual brother, and you’re ditching for so idol?" Duan Xian glared at her.
"Zhao Ge is not like those ordinary stars. For my idol, I would disown even my own brother!" Duan Xiao Yi shot back without backing down.
"Feel my fingertips paused at the end of my hair, how ti freezes in a mont.
Rember looking into my resolute eyes, there might be no tomorrow.
Facing the vast sea of stars, we are re dust, floating in helplessness..."
ng Lang was taken aback and couldn’t help but listen more intently.
"Fate lets us et beyond the troubled tis, but destiny wants us to love in peril.
Maybe the future is distant, light-years away, I am willing to wait for you in the unknown.
I didn’t expect I could go crazy for you..."
Even ng Lang had to admit, this star’s singing voice had a charm that tingled the scalp, pierced straight to the heart, and was bewitching.
All of them were imrsed in the beautiful singing.
"The universe is majestic and indifferent; our love is small and flickering, tumultuous yet so self-forgetting..."
As the song ended, the TV showed the audience below screaming and cheering, Duan Xiao Yi holding her hands tightly, stars twinkling in her eyes.
"Deservedly my idol, love it so much!"
Duan Xian muttered noncommittally, "Umm...okay, I admit, this guy is a rare strong contender."
"Hmm?" X2.
"Err... Okay, actually, compared to being a powerhouse, I think I’m more suited for being an idol type..."
"Pfft!" X2.
"Give up those unrealistic fantasies and live in the present, okay? Both paths start from B, go north, and it’s NB, go south, and it’s SB; the most important thing in life is direction."
ng Lang almost burst out laughing. Duan Xiao Yi was really rciless towards her own brother.
"You probably won’t make it in this arena, but still, it’s okay to settle for less sotis. People should have so dreams; what if they co true?" ng Lang held back a laugh and patted Duan Xian’s shoulder encouragingly.
Duan Xian rolled his eyes, "Don’t worry about it. My life’s dream is simple, not that complicated."
"What dream? A harem of thousands?" ng Lang asked curiously.
"Brother, you still don’t know ," Duan Xian said with a detached look.
"Actually, a stable job, a beautiful wife, and a loyal brother... that’s enough!"
ng Lang thought for a mont and nodded.
"Hmm! That is indeed a simple and unadorned dream... Dalang probably thinks the sa."
Duan Xian: "..."
"Pfft!" Duan Xiao Yi also burst out laughing. "Didn’t expect you to be quite funny."
"Is that so? Maybe my humor isn’t so apparent usually."
"Hmm! If you weren’t so awful, maybe you’d actually be my type!"
"Err..."
"Ha! You two are getting along quite well? Should I leave so you two can chat?" Duan Xian crossed his arms, looking at them.
"Pfft! Let’s chat! Hand the phone, I’ll scan you!" Duan Xiao Yi said, actually taking out her phone.
Umm...
ng Lang sweated a bit, quite taken aback, and looked at Duan Xian speechlessly.
Your sister wants to add , should I accept or not?
Duan Xian also had a speechless expression. Just like that, add her?
This was the first ti he had seen his sister actively ask for a man’s contact info. Could it be that these two really hit it off?
Well, what should I do as a potential brother-in-law? The feeling was pretty complicated...
"Oh co on, I’ll do it myself!"
Seeing ng Lang taking no action, Duan Xiao Yi directly grabbed his phone from the table, scanned his face to unlock it, and then operated it for a while.
"Beep!" Friend request accepted.
ng Lang sweated a bit. So adding friends also cos with "self-service" now?
Although recently being asked by beauties to scan and add as friends had increased and he was sowhat immune,
but if he thought about it, whether it was Lu Kexin, Haitang, or Yan Weiwei, it was all purposeful, soulless scanning, filled with the various tricks of the city.
This was probably the first ti being sincerely added by a beauty, and thinking about it, he was actually a bit excited.
And then... Duan Xiao Yi was operating on his phone again.
[Ding! You’ve received 200,000 yuan in your Alipay account.]
"Hmm?" X2.
Seeing their surprised looks, Duan Xiao Yi bent her eyebrows slightly.
"I just got a signing fee recently, not much, but I’m paying you back 200,000 for now. When I make big money, I’ll pay back the rest!"
ng Lang’s excitent cald down instantly.
So she added as a friend just to repay the money...
I thought too much. Thought too much.
The scenario of a beautiful woman adding purely for deep communication... Indeed, it’s a life illusion...
It’s like every ti soone calls out ’handso’ on the street, even though I know I shouldn’t, I still turn around.
We all know the logic, it’s just that sotis the story is too enticing, and emotions act up...
ng Lang sighed in his heart. He was about to say sothing when Duan Xiao Yi interrupted him.
"Hey! You and my brother’s friendship is one thing, but even brothers should settle accounts clearly. We need to repay the debts we owe. Otherwise, I always feel like I owe you sothing, and every ti I see you, I feel like my mom is going to sell ."
"Uh... actually..."
"Okay, I know what you want to say. I can understand, but not accept it.
If you still insist, then I can only dramatically say, ’I have nothing to offer but myself in return.’
So, it’s your choice - the money or ."
Duan Xiao Yi’s words were sensational, making both Duan Xian and ng Lang break into a sweat.
Money or person?
How could he choose after all that was said?
Choosing money is scoring points, choosing the person is risking your life!
"Alright! You guys chat." Seeing that she had dominated the situation, Duan Xiao Yi smiled and got ready to leave.
"Hey! Where are you going?" Duan Xian asked.
Duan Xiao Yi pointed to Zhao Ge’s handso face on the TV.
"Going back to my room to download a wallpaper, to indulge in so screen-licking!"
ng Lang: "..."
Duan Xian: "..."
It wasn’t until Duan Xiao Yi had jauntily disappeared into the living room that ng Lang snapped out of it and clicked his tongue, then gave a thumbs up.
"Sister really has a unique personality!"
Duan Xian smiled bitterly, "She’s always done whatever she wants since she was little. Yet as her brother, I truly feel overshadowed by her, alas!"
The father’s dical treatnt required the sister to share the burden, which made him feel sowhat disappointed as a brother.
" Why rush? You’ve just graduated. To achieve sothing great takes ti,
You’ll realize when you’re older – money, which you can’t take with you in birth or death..."
"Hearing this from you doesn’t comfort at all."
"Hehe! If you really have so ideas, why not co help ? I’m short on people right now.
I can help you achieve at least two-thirds of your dream," ng Lang said to Duan Xian half-jokingly.
He was short on money and short on people, people he could trust!
He hadn’t even figured out the causes and solutions to madman’s disease, let alone saving himself or humanity, but at least he saw a glimr of hope.
Even if he survived past 2043, he would likely face an incredibly chaotic apocalypse; every trustworthy person was essential for his survival.
Those who do not plan for the future cannot even plan for the present.
It’s ti to consider increasing his manpower.
Can’t be that the enemy has an army, and he’s stuck with just a group of the weak, can he?
If he works on developing good brothers, wouldn’t he have "a hundred thousand Duan Xians"?
"Lacking people? Last ti you ntioned, I noticed your company has a particularly high casualty rate. It’s not about becoming rcenaries abroad, is it?" Duan Xian was suspicious.
In a sense, what I do is even more dangerous...
It’s a life-risking gamble!
"To live as a hero, to die as a ghost hero, everyone faces death eventually..."
"Stop, stop, stop! What exactly does your company want to do?"
"Off to the battlegrounds, recruiting old comrades, a hundred thousand banners to slay the King of Hell!"
Duan Xian: "..."
Can you speak in plain language?
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