The Master of Metaphysics Became a Popular Variety Show After Becoming a Black Man on the Internet.

Lin Zhen, a dignified master of metaphysics from a reclusive family, turned into a 108 star after his death. He was always on the hot search list because of his black reputation. Lin Zhen originally wanted to pick up his fortune-telling sail and squat under the overpass. Hey, no Watching the agent holding an eight-figure debt bill and a huge sum of money for breaking the contract terms Lin Zhen looked at his two-digit balance again:... Forget it, the impoverished Lin Zhen had no choice but to pinch his nose and enter the entertainment industry. The only impression that anti-fans have of Lin Zhen is. The stage is terrible, the character is poor, the EQ is low, the IQ is worrying, and there is only one face to look at. Until one day they saw a live variety show about survival on an isolated island. Lin Zhen sat motionless throughout the entire scene, waiting for other stars to complete their tasks. Heizi opened the mic like crazy: We are all human beings, and we are all doing tasks. Why should he sit still? ! Lin Zhen, who was sitting, stood up, pinched his fingers, then walked straight to a pile of sand and fished out the task object. Heizi:? ! It must be a coincidence! When Red Fried Chicken smiled and invited him to sing together. Black fans: Baby Yuyu, don't you know that this person is tone-deaf? This is too disrespectful to Brother Flower Vase. Will he be sad? The strange yin and yang of the needle hidden in the fried chicken. Lin Zhen stood up calmly, and sang a Taoist scripture with the attitude of overwhelming the fried chicken with his skills. Fried Chicken:? Lin Zhen took out the talisman and smiled softly: "The Tian-level master produces Ping'an Blessing, not nine-nine-nine, not nine-nine-eight, just eight-eight-eight. I think you may need one recently, do you want to try it?" Black fans exploded: What's going on! Did this person know that he was tone-deaf so he started to make trouble and pretend to be a master? After listening to the Taoist sutra, Heizi felt very comfortable and sneered hard. Until the popular fried chicken car accident news became a hot search topic. When a top star complains about sore shoulders on the show. Lin Zhen: Do you want to look behind you? Top level:? Lin Zhen: There is a person lying behind you. Can you not feel sad? Heizi sneered: He's here again, he's here again, what's wrong with pretending to be a master, is he worthy? Three days later, a certain blog posted the arrest document of a top socialite who was accused of murder. Lin Zhen: Heizi speaks. Overnight, Lin Zhen, the divine calculator, topped the list of hot searches. After Lin Zhen happily saved eight figures, he was ready to run away when his contract expired. A certain aloof actor hugged his waist pitifully. "Aren't you going to take me with you?" Lin Zhen: What's going on? ! Is there any love debt left unpaid? ! ! In advance of your children, adults, please read "I am a Taoist priest, I really don't know how to catch zombies!" Jiang Bie, a sick man who can't lift with his shoulders or hands, is extremely weak. He is a Taoist priest who has been recuperating in the mountains for many years. On the first day he came down the mountain, he saw many drooling people with only half their heads, missing arms and legs, and crawling around. Help! Help! Wearing a Taoist priest's uniform, he could only close his eyes tightly and weakly throw spells everywhere. Blast these things into pieces in front of everyone's horrified eyes. Later he learned that such things were called zombies. He thought to himself, these things are really terrible. As the sparks exploded, he turned to look at the people around him and spoke softly, "But I really don't know how to catch zombies." The second day after going down the mountain. He met a male zombie who was covered in blood, cold, and had a cold expression. He fully understood the truth that the man on the roadside could not be saved, so he turned around and left. Let's go... He silently raised his head, trying to pull the corner of his clothes out of the pale man's hand. The man's gray eyes stared straight at his face without saying a word. Jiang Bie is nervous, Jiang Bie is afraid, Jiang Bie can only draw out the Thunder Fire Talisman. Bang. However, this thing turned out to be some kind of zombie king, and the thunder from the sky didn't even kill him. Jiang Bie curiously poked and poked the man's skin, which was no different from a living person. He instantly changed his mind and rolled his eyes softly. The man's eyes straightened and he followed him home. The male zombie is really easy to use and obedient. He can hit wherever he is pointed. His injuries only take half a day to heal. There is nothing like him. However, the zombies' aggressive gaze couldn't be taken away from him, and he would even stop working without a reward. Jiang Bie had no choice but to hook his white knuckles lightly, and the zombie's face instantly stuck to his palm, with a pair of eyes staring straight at him, as if he wanted to tear him apart. Jiang Bie just smiled lightly, patted his cheek in a soft voice and said, "Be good." Kuai Chuan's emotional flow "Though the useless NPC is stupid, he is really beautiful" Xie Qiao, an intern employee in the vicious cannon fodder department of the Fast Travel Bureau, traveled through time and brought with him a novice system that only made random search ideas. The first world: Stupid and money-worshiping female cannon fodder vs. Boss You are a money-worshiping white lotus. For money, you always post photos of yourself wearing women's clothes online to attract rich men, and you are complacent in defrauding those stupid men out of their money. But, I don't know why, after you posted photos for so long, no man came to your door. For money, you had to take the initiative to click on a man whose homepage had photos of the villa, and sent your first private message. It's a photo. For some reason, the student council president, who is unfamiliar with you and has always been aloof, suddenly glanced at you. At the same time, that person replied to your private message. Everything went smoothly, you got the money, and there were no problems except for meeting that aloof president all the time, until that person asked you to meet. You panicked and blocked that person, trying to disappear. One day, you were blindfolded and held tightly in his arms, a cold breath hit your face, and a message with a new phone number popped up on the screen of your phone - Baby, I found you. The second world: the financial owner only has the beautiful green tea white moonlight stand-in vs. The financial owner The third world: the vicious immortal who only has beauty vs. His disciple Tentatively decide on the remaining Emotional flow "Who said rabbits can't be celebrities" Emotional flow "After becoming famous, my ex-husband chased his wife to the crematorium" "Ah, she is the senior brother of Hehuan Sect?" Song Fu was a ruthless swordsman, but he was stupid, poor, and had bad luck. He would fall when walking, choke when drinking water, and was not good at speaking. People always thought he was stupid, and he was greatly ostracized. But fortunately, he is quite accomplished in swordsmanship and will not starve to death. One day, he blankly took the 'specialty' from the smiling and malicious person, and then he hugged a cold object in his arms in a daze. When he opened his eyes again, he was holding a peerless beauty in his arms. It turns out that specialty comes from the Acacia sect! The beauty had a face like a hibiscus and eyes like spring water. Song Fu's heart, which had been silent for twenty years, suddenly beat wildly. He turned his back in shame, his face turned red and he did not dare to look anymore. He was so nervous that he stuttered: "Girl, I, I will be responsible." The beauty held her chin, her red lips parted slightly, and she smiled inexplicably: "Oh?" After being with the beauty, Song Fu's bad luck seemed to disappear out of thin air, and he no longer staggered when walking. The only flaw was that the beauty was quite domineering and indulgent, and she only had simple intimacy with him, but he was happy with it, thinking that one day they could have consensual relationships. Until one day he accidentally bumped into a girl who was changing clothes and felt like he was struck by lightning. It's a man! Before he could say anything, his sweetheart leaned over and held him down, teasing him in every possible way until he was exhausted. But he was stupid and couldn't refuse, so he could only pray to the sword cultivator ancestor countless times to get out of the sea of suffering as soon as possible. Before he finished praying, the beauty with a faint fragrance floating on the bed stretched out her jade arms and forcefully pulled him back to the warm bed. Song Fu was in unspeakable pain: "My back hurts! I really can't stand it!" The beauty stretched out her slender jade fingers and sealed his lips: "Sword cultivator, how can you say no?" Before he could resist, Song Fu fell into a passionate kiss again. Small theater: One day, Song Fu accidentally saw the portrait of "Elder Brother of the Hehuan Sect". This turned out to be the beauty who accompanied him day and night, skin to skin. Song Fu raised his troops to question the crime with red eyes: "You'd better give me an explanation." The beauty's hand gently pressed the end of his eyes, her apology voice was as gentle as water, but her hand wrapped around his waist irregularly and rubbed it gently. "It's all my fault. How about you rest early today and make it up to your husband?" Afterwards, Song Fu regretted that his intestines were green. Stay on December 22, 2024 Intention: Be good and make progress.