At nine o'clock in the morning, Zhang Chuyi's biological clock woke him up on time.
Although he only slept for six hours, his energy and energy were far superior to ordinary people, and his need for sleep was not particularly high. In many cases, just meditating and practicing could restore his strength.
But last night was the only time in this period that I didn't meditate, and Xia He only did it.
I thought that since I had a body of pure Yang and was blessed with Vajra power, it would not be easy for me to deal with Xia He.
"It seems that I need to strengthen special training." Zhang Chuyi sighed softly and decided to do a hundred more squats from today on. In addition, he also had to arrange food supplements such as leeks.
Turning his head and looking at Xia He, who was sleeping sweetly, Zhang Chuyi couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It's true that I have such a wife in my family. Wolfberry is difficult to treat. I will suffer from it in the future."
If other bachelors didn't hear this, they would probably want to chop him with a knife.
This is a typical example of a full man who doesn’t know how hungry he is.
After getting dressed quietly, Zhang Chuyi called the hotel room service and asked them to prepare breakfast.
After washing up in the bathroom, he found that Xia He was also awake, sitting on the bed and stretching.
The golden sunshine shone on her undulating body, and her proud parts looked even more majestic due to her stretching movements.
Zhang Chuyi only glanced at it and instantly lost interest in the hotel's breakfast.
As if he could feel Zhang Chuyi's surging blood, Xia He rolled his eyes at him charmingly: "You're a dog, don't you have enough?"
"It's hard to control it this early in the morning." Zhang Chuyi said, patting his back again, "But let's forget it now and wait for me to recharge my batteries."
"Whatever you want, anyway, I'm here in the capital and I won't be leaving for a long time." Xia He said, looking towards the center of the bed.
On the snow-white sheets, there was a striking patch of fallen red.
Xia He used his true energy and used his finger as a knife to cut off the piece of cloth.
"Are you going to keep it?" Zhang Chuyi sat next to him and asked softly.
"You couldn't guess that this was my first time, right?" Xia He folded the cut piece of cloth and raised his head with a sly smile.
Zhang Chuyi laughed: "You don't need to guess? You can tell it at a glance, okay?"
"One glance?" Xia He's smiling face immediately turned angry, "You bastard, you sound so experienced, you can't have seen countless people!"
After saying that, he sat directly on Zhang Chuyi's belly and strangled his neck fiercely: "Tell me, which vixens have you done bad things to?"
"What an injustice!" Zhang Chuyi almost sang Dou E's injustice, "The Internet is so developed, you can't see anything, you can tell the difference naturally if you see more."
"Really?" Xia He stared closely at Zhang Chuyi's eyes, trying to find the panic and avoidance hidden in them.
"It's absolutely true!" Zhang Chuyi's eyes were clear, like a gentleman.
In fact, he was lying, but Xia He probably wouldn't believe him if he told the truth.
Do you want to tell Xia He that he knows everything that happened in the past and future? It would be strange if Xia He didn't regard him as a madman.
But at least one thing is true, that is, what was handed over last night was indeed Yuanyang who had been guarding him for nearly twenty years.
"Hmph, I'm sorry you don't dare to lie." Xia He twisted Zhang Chuyi's nose and suddenly said with a smile: "When I was exercising Qi just now, I found that my skill has improved a lot. I wonder if you have any progress?"
"Is there such a thing?" Zhang Chuyi's eyes widened, he quickly checked his dantian, and then said in disappointment: "There's a fart, there's nothing but waist pain!"
Thinking of this, Zhang Chuyi suddenly said in fear: "You don't understand, what kind of method is it to collect yang and replenish yin?"
Although Buddhism is abstinent, there is also a branch of Buddhism called Tantra. Joyful Zen is a very popular practice method in Tantra, which relies on gathering yin and replenishing yang to greatly increase one's power.
Could it be that what Xia He realized that day was some kind of joyful Zen technique?
"How is it possible!" Xia He immediately denied Zhang Chuyi's speculation, "What I have learned is [Thousand Hands of Purification]. This is an upright Buddhist martial arts. What does it have to do with the evil martial arts you mentioned? ?”
"Then why does this happen?" Zhang Chuyi scratched his head, puzzled.
Xia He suddenly seemed to remember something at this moment, blushing and hesitating: "Do you think it has something to do with that?"
"Which one?" Zhang Chuyi blinked.
Xia He said softly: "I have told you before that I am born with a special physique. Men will always fall uncontrollably when they see me, and then be controlled by me.
Do you think this kind of physique has the effect of picking up yang and replenishing yin? "
"It is possible." Zhang Chuyi nodded, feeling that there should be no second explanation.
"In that case, won't your body become more and more weak?" Xia He looked at Zhang Chuyi's strong body worriedly, but in his mind, he had already begun to imagine him looking like a skinny man.
"I suspect you look down on me." Zhang Chuyi frowned, "Why would I be afraid of this with my pure Yang body? Besides, I just haven't made any progress, but I haven't suffered any losses either. You don't have to worry so much."
"It's okay." Xia He felt a little relieved after hearing this.
In fact, it's not that it has no impact at all, at least his lightning skills are basically gone.
There are two different concepts: the body is broken before the thunder method is completed, and the body is broken after the thunder method is completed.
The random movement of kidney water will cause the imbalance of the five elements of qi in the body. Although he can forcibly suppress it with heart fire, the conditions for using Jianggong Lei are quite harsh. Once the balance is lost, it can no longer be used.
On Longhu Mountain, there is a thunder method specially designed for people who have lost their virginity to practice. What they practice is water zang thunder, which is dominated by the energy of the kidney essence.
However, his grandfather did not teach him how to practice water visceral thunder, so the thunder method cannot be used for the time being.
Fortunately, he has never relied on thunder methods since he was a child.
In the past, the most commonly used one was the Golden Light Spell, but now there are also the Three Levels of Reverse Rebirth and the Diamond Sutra, which have not greatly weakened the strength.
"By the way, Xia He, what are you going to do in the capital next?" Zhang Chuyi put a pillow behind him and looked at the little woman sitting on his belly.
"I told you before, I will debut as a star, and then make money to pay off debts. I have set a goal. I will earn 100 million first."
Xia He said, taking out his phone and showing it to Zhang Chuyi: "In order to achieve this goal, I signed up for the first season of The Voice of China, and I have passed the audition, and I will be singing on stage in a while.
It is said that this is an imitation of a foreign music variety show. At that time, the instructors will have their backs to the contestants. The better they sing, the more instructors will turn around. "
"You can also sing?" Zhang Chuyi was shocked, "I thought you could act, after all, you are so beautiful."
"You don't understand this." Xia He showed a playful smile, "Beauty is the best no matter what it is paired with, but going alone will most likely lead to death.
I don’t want to be described as a big-breasted and brainless vase after I debut.
It happened that I had studied vocal music when I was a child and my singing skills were pretty good, so I wanted to debut as a singer. The Voice of China was my first stop. "
"Is it just good?" Zhang Chuyi saw the reserve in Xia He's eyes and asked with a smile.
"Oh, I'm just being modest, why do you want to break it?" Xia He put his hands on his hips helplessly and said, "Okay, I admit that my singing skills are very good."
"I heard it last night." Zhang Chuyi said with a smile.
"Talk dirty talk!" Xia He glared at him angrily, his face flushed.
"The Voice of China is very reliable just by the name. It will definitely become a big hit after it is broadcast!" Zhang Chuyi analyzed seriously, "You should prepare well for the competition, but there is no need to have any psychological burden. Even if no one turns around for you, I can still find a way. May you continue to shine as a singer."
"Why?" Xia He looked puzzled, "Do you know the investors of The Voice?"
"Where do I have those connections?" Zhang Chuyi denied it and smiled mysteriously: "Do I have to go everywhere to promote the fact that I am a talented music creator?"
"You can also write songs?" Xia He's face was full of disbelief, "If you really have that ability, how can you get to this point?"
"I don't sing well with my broken voice. I can't sing these songs very well myself, and I'm not willing to give them to others. I want to sell them to the company for money, but they won't give me a share, so I keep holding them in my hand. "
Zhang Chuyi sent Xia He a copy of the lyrics as he spoke, and then sang according to the lyrics.
After singing half of the song, Zhang Chuyi stopped, but Xia He still had an unfinished expression on his face.
"It's not as exaggerated as you said. It really sounds good." Xia He put his ear against Zhang Chuyi's chest and praised him gently.
"Don't come here, it's not like I haven't recorded it myself."
"At least the melody is really good, and it's the kind that will make you go viral when you hear it." Xia He drew circles on Zhang Chuyi's chest with his fingers, "This is not a compliment, it's all true."
Zhang Chuyi was tickled both inside and outside by Xia He, so he took a deep breath and said, "You have to find someone to write out the score and polish it, and then you have to arrange the music for this song to be complete.
However, these skills are technical tasks and are not particularly expensive. "
"Is there more?" Xia He was curious.
"Just this one." Zhang Chuyi shook his head, "I also thought about becoming a musician or singer when I was a child, but after more than ten years of running away, I didn't have the time to create.
This song has taken me more than ten years of hard work. "
"That's such a pity." Xia He felt it sincerely.
In fact, Zhang Chuyi could only sing this song completely, and the other songs were either out of tune or only half-sung.
He can sing the climax of many songs, but this is the only one that works.
If he could remember all the songs completely, he would have debuted as a singer long ago.
"What's the name of this song?"
"'Red High Heels'."
Zhang Chuyi said a somewhat strange name.
In fact, this song is suspected of "Chinese borrowing", but let alone this song in this world, even its author, its Chinese version of the song, and the author of the foreign version do not exist.
So even if it is released, there is no need to worry about the secret being exposed.
As for why the original song is not used, the main reason is that the original song is an English song, and in terms of listening experience, it is slightly inferior to the Chinese version of "Red High Heels".
Another reason is that Zhang Chuyi feels that the melody, atmosphere, and lyrics of this song are very suitable for Xia He.
That kind of lazy sexiness, fiery desire, and irresistible love are exactly the characteristics of Xia He, very much like the red high heels sung in the lyrics.
"I can't tell, but you are still a talented literary young man." Xia He hugged Zhang Chuyi tightly, as if he was worried that someone would steal her treasure.
Zhang Chuyi lightly sniffed the charming fragrance coming from Xia He, and said with a smile: "I am very happy when you praise me for my talent, but I am not happy when you say that I am a literary young man.
What I hate the most is literary youth, because they always add all kinds of disgusting plots to their works to achieve the so-called sublimation or reflect the artistic value.
Life is already full of suffering, why should we torture everyone again in a virtual work that is supposed to bring happiness to people?
If it is a reasonable tragedy, then that's it. The key point is that these idiots want to torture for the sake of torture. It is simply unreasonable. Therefore, in my opinion, literary youth is completely a derogatory term. "
When Xia He heard this, he blinked in surprise: "So you hate the suffering of the protagonist so much? Do you hate literary youth so much?"
"I just don't like tragedies." Zhang Chuyi said quietly, "If I write in the future, my protagonist must be a character like Long Aotian.
With a glance, the enemy was frightened by the news, and the tiger's body trembled, and the beautiful woman offered herself a pillow.
There are no dilemmas in the protagonist's life, there are only two words, "It's fun when it's positive" and "It's fun when it's the other way around"! "
Xia He pondered for a moment and asked doubtfully: "But regardless of whether it's positive or negative, doesn't this word sound good to you?"
Zhang Chuyi nodded: "Yes, it just feels good no matter what."
Xia He was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud: "The protagonist's experience sounds too smooth, it feels like some kind of third-rate brainless network."
Zhang Chuyi suddenly became excited: "Then what do you usually like to watch? Let me know."
"Yilin, reader." Xia He raised his chin proudly, thinking he had good taste.
Zhang Chuyi chuckled: "Typical little bourgeois reading hobby, likes to think that he has understood the world and even seen through the true meaning of life through these mostly fictitious contents.
In fact, there is no essential difference from the Tuyile readers who read cool articles on the Internet, or even worse. After all, those who read cool articles know that everything in the cool articles is false, but you may take it seriously. "
"Nonsense!" Xia He patted Zhang Chuyi's belly angrily, "Do I seem to be such a brainless person?"
"That's definitely not the case." Zhang Chuyi quickly hugged Xia He and admitted his mistake, "You must be among the small group of readers who truly have the ability to think independently.
I mean, I personally prefer the cool ones.
I hope that my life will go smoothly, and our ending will definitely be a Happy Ending! "
"It will definitely be." Xia He's eyes were full of tenderness, and he leaned over and kissed Zhang Chuyi on the lips.
(End of chapter)
