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"A Ye, A Ye. Tianlai Novel.|2"

Wang Yan, in the stratosphere in the air, sneezes a few times. No need to guess, he knows that Linghu Yaojue is whispering to him behind his back.

To be honest, Wang Yan had a great time this time, but he also completely offended Linghu Yaojue and annoyed her. With her personality, she would definitely not give up on this matter.

However, even if he didn't give up, Wang Yan was not afraid. He was so upright that he was already a pillar of the country.

Not to mention the other person, even if the zy leader sees him, he will be polite. Just kidding, the level 6 gods are at the first level. In ancient times, they were worshipped.

After curling his lips, Wang Yan left behind his distractions, took out his phone and dialed a number.

He uses special satellite phones, and communication satellites are usually hundreds of kilometers high, while the stratosphere he is located in is only more than ten kilometers high, completely within the signal coverage range.

Doudou, the target phone is in a shutdown state.

Sister Nan Lian is very busy, Wang Yan smirked. He originally wanted to talk to her to share his joy. However, Nan Lian has been busy with big tasks recently, even more busy than Wang Yan.

It is normal for her to be busy with tasks. The world is so colorful, as if there are countless secrets waiting for people to dig. This world is not surrounded by light and light.

Moreover, Wang Yan also knew that Sister Nan Lian and the others were all working hard to speed up their entry into S-level. They were all amazing women, so they were naturally unwilling to fall behind.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Yan made another call.

Doudou~

After a while of waiting, a lazy and slightly hoarse voice came from the opposite side, "Xiao Yan, I'm busy on a business trip recently, and I don't know if I want to call me? Could it be that I was fascinated by a beauty in Starry Sky Academy?"

"Haha, Sister An Ge is thinking too much." Wang Yan said with a smile, "I'm back, are you busy?"

"It's not too busy. If you want to see me, I'll give you a position and fly over by yourself." Wu Ya'ange said slightly charmingly.

After chatting for a few seconds, the two hung up the phone.

Wang Yan received a message about the shared location and looked at it. It was probably a large city hundreds of kilometers away. It happened that it was the city where Wang Yan went to college.

It has been a blink of an eye, but Wang Yan hasn't been back yet.

After thinking for a while, Wang Yan did not fly over.

Instead, he came down from the sky and bought a high-speed rail ticket directly.

Nowadays, the high-speed rail system is very high, and it will only take less than two hours to reach that city. Why do you have to fly hard in the sky and not talk about it, but you are not down-to-earth.

Wang Yan is in a bustling crowd, surrounded by ordinary people, and his heart is more comfortable and natural. He deals with people with messy abilities all day long. After a long time, he is afraid that he will become more and more out of society and will lose his "humanity".

What's more, Taoism emphasizes worldly practice. Only in this world of mixed feelings can one better understand life, cultivate one's own state of mind, and it is easier to achieve higher levels.

Think about it, a person like Uncle Pao is very down-to-earth and opens a convenience store.

Wang Yan, dressed in an ordinary dress, wore a baseball cap and sunglasses, was sunny and handsome. He was riding in a second-class seat, and the carriage was relatively crowded. There were both students, ordinary white-collar workers, migrant workers, and some ordinary families who went out to travel and visit relatives.

Sitting on Wang Yan's right side, beside the window, was a character with acne on his face and looked like a student wearing glasses. He curled up by the window, lowered his head and was reading an online novel with his cell phone. On the left side was a middle-aged woman wearing gold and jade and thick foundation on her face.

On the other side of the aisle was a young white-collar worker in his twenties and thirties. Although he was not beautiful, he was dressed up cleanly, holding a physical book in his hand and reading it. After a long time, he turned a page, and it was obviously reading it carefully.

Another one is a young couple. Judging from their dress and temperament, they should be doing some small business or working in Huahai City.

Perhaps he only bought a ticket, and the young wife sat in her seat with a three or four-year-old child in her arms, while the young father stood beside her in the corridor.

Because the children were crying, they were a little restrained and helpless.

When Wang Yan looked over, his young father, who looked a little honest, smiled apologetically at Wang Yan. Wang Yan didn't care, and smiled at him kindly.

This train is much more down-to-earth than the magic train I took some time ago.

Wang Yan felt that he was in it, as if he was back in his student days. At that time, he also took a train or long-distance bus to travel between home and school.

"Crying, this child is so annoying. The country man is really not good at it."

Just when Wang Yan was in this environment and felt a sense of the real world, the middle-aged woman leaning against Wang Yan made a sharp sound, pinching her nose and staring at the opposite side of the aisle with disgust, "Who are these second-class carriages? It's noisy and smelly, so annoying."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The young father's face turned red and he hurriedly apologized, "The child is crying and disturbing you."

"Be good, baby, don't cry." The young woman hurriedly coaxed the child.

The white-collar woman looked over and continued to focus on the book. As for the acne student, she curled up and leaned against the window.

This is generally the case for the Chinese people. They are not willing to meddle in other people's business when they go out. It is not their fault. Their too many frauds and the random cases of judges' random judgments have made the Chinese people less and less afraid to meddle in other people's business.

Wang Yan frowned slightly, and he couldn't stand it, but he didn't care too much about it. Although the middle-aged woman's behavior made him hate her, she didn't commit any crime.

"Damn Xiao Liu, I didn't buy me a business seat. If I hadn't been in a hurry, I wouldn't have been in the second class seat. They were all a group of unqualified country people." After the middle-aged woman apologized, she was still a little reluctant. After pinching her nose and cursing for a few words, she began to bury an innocent Comrade Liu.

She looked proud and looked like a colorful peacock, high above, looking down at the mortals around her with contempt. Unfortunately, her intoxicating quality was like the bare butt of a peacock after she opened her tail.

I feel superior to others, but I don’t see my ugliness.

The young couple on the other side of the corridor looked red, but they couldn't say anything, so they just kept coaxing the child. Unfortunately, the child cried even harder, and many people around him cast strange looks.

"The child may be hungry." The girl leaning against the porthole put down the book and gently reminded her.

"Yes, yes, maybe you're hungry." The young father, who was so anxious that he was sweating, took out a ham sausage from his plastic pocket and peeled it for the child to eat. "Be good baby, eat it quickly, and you won't cry after eating it."

But the child is willful and ignores him, and he cries louder.

Just as the middle-aged woman raised her eyebrows again and was about to scold her, Wang Yan interrupted her in advance in a faint voice: "Auntie, if you think it's noisy, just change your seat with me."

aunt!?

The middle-aged woman was like a cat with a trampled tail, screaming and jumping up, "Boy, who are you calling me? Open your dog's eyes and see, where do I look like an aunt?"

As he spoke, there were a series of dirty words, which caused many people to look here.

Wang Yan frowned and ignored her. With his current level and mood, he really didn't want to care about such a rascal woman. In fact, at his level today, even when a master-level figure stood in front of him, he would stand still and dare not make any move.

"That damn Xiao Liu didn't even order a first-class business seat for me. Sitting with a group of unqualified people is so disgusting." The middle-aged woman curled her lips and expressed her disdain for Wang Yan.

Indeed, Wang Yan is tall and big, wearing sunglasses and a baseball cap, and has a good temperament. But his clothes are ordinary, and he looks like a boy from an ordinary family.

The white-collar woman opposite and the acne-like student behind Wang Yan both gave Wang Yan a sympathetic look. When encountering such unreasonable shrews, most young people disliked them, but there was no good way.

Just when the middle-aged shrew was still cursing and complaining that she had not booked a business seat. The high-speed train crew came all the way and shouted: "There are still free of charges for the first-class seats and business seats of this train. If there are passengers who need to upgrade, please hurry up and handle it."

Swish swish swish swish ~

All your eyes are focused on the middle-aged shrew. Don’t you dislike the noisy second-class carriage and the poor quality of the passengers? Aren’t you complaining all the time and not booking a business seat?

Now that your chance has come, why don’t you escape from this “devil’s cave” quickly?

The middle-aged shrew's face suddenly became ugly. The business seat is three times the price of a second-class seat. Although she can bear it, it will hurt extremely.

I can only pretend that I didn't hear it anymore and continued to talk.

"Sister, there is still business class and there are still spaces." The acne student moved his eyes away from the online novel on his mobile phone and muttered.

"If you want to care, why don't I go?" the middle-aged shrew said angrily, "I'm leaving. This seat is not cheap. This unqualified countryman, hum!"

"If you don't leave, please let me go." Wang Yan said in a cold voice, "I want to go out."

The middle-aged shrew looked annoyed. Just as he was about to make trouble again, he suddenly felt a coldness pass by, and he shuddered all over and swallowed the words from his mouth honestly.

Wang Yan stepped out calmly, stood in the aisle, and smiled at the child who was still crying, saying, "Little baby, uncle will make you a magic trick."

His voice seemed to have a different magic. The child's crying became less, and his eyes narrowed a slit and looked at Wang Yan.

The others also looked at Wang Yan curiously.

Wang Yan smiled and stretched out a pair of white and slender hands. Because of the continuous evolution of physical fitness, his hands were even more perfect than the pianist's, with almost no flaws.

When the white-collar woman saw Wang Yan's hand, she was stunned and felt a little ashamed and shrank her hand back. Compared with the handsome guy's hand, her hand didn't look like a girl's hand.

After attracting the child's attention, two small flames suddenly burst out from Wang Yan's left and right hands. The flames were extremely agile and danced gracefully in his palms.

“Wow~”

Such magical magic immediately made many people exclaim. This is a close-up magic, or an extremely rare flame magic.

Some people were shocked and habitually took out their phones to shoot. However, they found that the camera of their phones seemed to be blocked by some invisible objects, and they looked like they were all black.

Without waiting for them to react, the flames in Wang Yan's hand changed again. They turned into two little people, a man and a woman, jumped happily and danced in their palms. Even the expressions on their faces and the folds of their clothes were vivid and beautiful and lively.

Such a magical performance made people exclaim, attracting everyone's attention and forgetting everything.

The two little people began to perform a small love story in Wang Yan's palm, with intimacy and noise, and finally, they merged sweetly together.

A few seconds later, they separated again, and a smaller flame-like little man split out from the female villain's body. Then, the family of three happily danced in Wang Yan's palm to end the magic.

It's like a dream, it's really like a scene in a dream.

After five or six seconds of silence around, thunderous applause rang out, and it was heard for a long time. The crying little baby also widened his watery eyes, both surprised and excited.

"You little boy, be more behaved. It's not easy for mom and dad to raise you." Wang Yan smiled and stroked his head twice. A pure mental power soothes his emotions like a feather.

"Thank you, thank you."

The simple young couple kept thanking Wang Yan.

"Sir, your magic performance is really good." The flight attendant who promoted the first class seat and the business seat was also attracted by Wang Yan, and his face flushed slightly, "However, on our high-speed rail, you are not allowed to play with fire."

"Haha, sorry, I'm sorry, those of me are all prop flames." Wang Yan apologized with a smile, and then asked, "Do you have any business staff?"

"Yes, sir." The flight attendant was also fascinated by Wang Yan's face and nodded repeatedly.

"Please give this couple and children to a business seat." Wang Yan took out a stack of money and handed it to her like a magic trick, and said with a smile, "I'll have to take them there and take care of the children. The rest is just your tip."

"Sir, this is what I should do." The flight attendant calculated the money and took the remaining money to Wang Yan, and hesitated for a little bit, "Sir, why don't you add WeChat? If there is any situation, we can contact us." It was obvious that she was very moved by Wang Yan and took the initiative to attack.

"Ha, I'd better see you again if you're destined." Wang Yan politely refused.

With the flight attendant's disappointed look and the couple thanked them repeatedly, they left.

Wang Yan didn't want to squeeze with the middle-aged shrew anymore, and said to the white-collar woman: "Miss, can I sit next to you?"

The white-collar woman's face turned red suddenly. She hurriedly nodded with her face down and said shyly: "Please, please sit down."

"Boss~"

At this moment, the acne student rushed over and hugged Wang Yan's thigh, "Boss, you're so good at picking up girls, please accept me as your apprentice."
Chapter completed!