After Zhang Yumeng compared all the photos taken in the past three years, he was a little dumbfounded and looked at Yang Qian blankly, with questions in his eyes.
Yang Gan blinked and nodded silently.
"How is this possible?"
Yang Gan said, "The most important thing is that I took the photo with 45 million pixels. Yes, your appearance from here to now is almost exactly the same, not even a single extra wrinkle. Don't you think it's weird?"
Zhang Yumeng said in a daze, "You mean to say that I'm about to die?"
"Pfft~~~!"
Yang Qian spit out a mouthful of wine, grabbed her ear and said.
"Are you stupid? It's easy for women to have wrinkles after thirty, unless they are naturally beautiful. Even if they are naturally beautiful, they can't stand up to time. But you haven't aged at all."
"I think that you have physically traveled through time because some unknown energy has contaminated your body, causing it to not age, or to delay aging."
Zhang Yumeng's gloomy eyes gradually became kind, and he saw Yang Qian in disbelief.
"You, you mean that I will live forever?"
Yang Qian nodded matter-of-factly.
"Hahahaha, I am indeed the protagonist of fortune. The blind fortune teller said that my horoscope is very strong and noble."
Yang Gan licked his lips and said, "So you don't have to worry about getting wrinkles."
After being excited for a while, Zhang Yumeng's face fell down again, and she forced a smile.
"I-I don't think immortality is a good thing!"
"Why? That's what many people dream of."
Zhang Yumeng let out a long sigh, "If you are all gone and I am left alone, what's the point?"
Yang Qian was stunned, and immediately tightened his nerves. Yu Meng said firmly, "Don't worry, immortality is completely impossible. After all, the Highcliff limit is still there, and there is a limit to the number of cell divisions."
"According to the Haycliff limit, normal human embryonic cells can divide a limited number of times before aging, about 50 times. This determines that human lifespan has a limit and is about 120 years old. Of course, as the human base increases, there will be some People can go beyond this limit, but they can’t go too far.”
"In addition to illness and the like, I am twenty years younger than you. Even if you can live to be 150, I only need to live to be 130. I understand my body."
"Kristina, Belika, my master, as long as there are no lesions and no sudden death, our lifespans will be very long."
After chatting with Ge Xiuming and Ge Zhao for so long, Yang Qian knew that according to traditional books, one inch of muscle growth extended his life by ten years.
It means that the muscles and bones are healed, which can enhance the body's immunity, thereby achieving the effect of prolonging life. .z.br>
Although the statement is exaggerated, the importance of muscles and bones to longevity is self-evident.
Yang Qian now asks Ge Xiuming to diagnose several people almost every three days.
I'm not afraid of anything else. I'm just afraid that I may develop hidden diseases due to frequent battles. Now that I'm young, the hidden diseases are not obvious.
After more than ten or twenty years, the hidden disease becomes a focus, and it will be very difficult to remove it.
If this lesion is not discovered in time and breaks out when you are seventy or eighty years old, it will be difficult for even gods to save you.
Even if you take your life back from the hands of the Lord of Hell, your life will have no quality at all.
For the first time, Zhang Yumeng paid attention to Yang Qian's understanding of traditional culture.
Zhang Yumeng was stunned and immediately sat up. After opening the phone, he flipped through the document and handed it to Yang Qian.
"What do you think this is?"
Yang Gan glanced at it indifferently, and then sneered.
"Yi Jin Jing, Wu Qin Xi, Baduan Jin, Tai Chi? You don't really believe this, do you?"
Zhang Yumeng shook his head and said, "Although I don't know whether these things are true or false, these information were found in a person's notebook."
"Um? And then...
..." Yang Qian's mouth twitched, a little confused.
Zhang Yumeng solemnly said, "This is written by a screenwriter in our crew. He has a lot of information, and he is not only a screenwriter, but also sometimes a guest star in the crew."
"What is the martial arts finger?"
Yang Qian is just an ordinary person in the metropolis, and he knows nothing about crews, filming and other things.
Zhang Yumeng said angrily, "Martial arts instructors are martial arts instructors. They handle all those cool fights."
Yang Gan was laughing so hard, "The action movies of the 1980s and 1990s were okay, but now, except for some old-timers, the action movies are pretty passable. They usually have special effects. All you need to do is shoot a pose." , What kind of martial arts, what kind of instructions?"
Zhang Yumeng shook his head and said, "That's not the point. The point is that that martial artist has real skills. And although he is almost fifty years old, he looks like he is in his early thirties."
"I heard that he practiced Yi Jin Jing, Wu Qin Xi, Baduan Jin, Tai Chi and other things."
Yang Qian's eyes suddenly lit up and he said hurriedly.
"Then, take out these information. I may not understand it, but my master will definitely understand it."
Zhang Yumeng immediately stopped Yang Qian from shaking and said, "Please, I haven't even sorted out the contents of several suitcases. In addition, there is a lot of information in the hard drive, and several laptops all contain professional information. I only have catalogs. , but there is no complete version of the information, you have to go back to see it."
Yang Qian clenched his fists and nodded, indicating that he understood, but he kept this matter in his heart. Now he really can't go back and must stay in the royal city of Goguryeo.
Seeing Gui Xianwan dancing happily, Yang Gan touched his chin and suddenly felt a little bored.
Songs and dances are rare to watch, mainly for the fun of it, PUA Gui is graceful, but the dances of this era are really a bit old-fashioned and have a slow-moving feeling.
In Yang Qian's mind, the power in his hands, his own martial arts, and the people in his family are the things that should be valued most.
Don't think it's a bit embarrassing to put your family in the third place. Without certain strength, let alone your family, you can't even protect yourself, so power must come first.
"Zhang Yumeng, you are not from a major. Have you learned any other talents?"
"Yes, I have been playing the piano since I was a child."
........
"Is there a piano here? I'm talking about the talents that can be used here!!!"
Zhang Yumeng looked around, then looked at the dance of Gui Xianwan and the other actors, and curled his lips.
"You must think that the dance of this era is not good-looking, right?"
Yang Gan covered his forehead and said speechlessly, "Oh, I could just take a look at it, it's better than nothing, but now, all I can think about is the martial arts secrets you mentioned, plus what they danced, it's such an ancient dance. , the more I look at it, the more boring it becomes.”
Zhang Yumeng licked her lips, rolled her eyes, and said slyly, "Would you like me to dance for you?"
Yang Gan was shocked and said, "You can also dance."
"Damn it, who are you looking down on? Who trained the actresses at home? Can I train them if I don't know how to dance?"
Yang Gan raised his eyebrows and said casually, "Okay, okay, you go and try it. I want to see what kind of dance you can do. By the way, I don't like that kind of non-mainstream dance that kills people and sweeps the streets with their legs." ,allergy."
"Bah, who knows such messy things? Don't worry."
After Zhang Yumeng finished speaking, she walked towards the back bedroom. After a while, she came out.
The moment he came out, Yang Gan felt as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, and he instantly felt in love.
The red and black attire wraps around the body, revealing the graceful neck and clearly visible collarbones. The pleats of the skirt flow like red moonlight and flow to the ground, stretching more than three feet, making the gait more graceful and soft.
Three thousand blue silk hair is tied up with a hairband, a butterfly hairpin is inserted into the hair, a strand of blue silk hangs down on the chest, a thin layer of powder is applied, which only adds color, and the looming red color on the cheeks creates a sense of
The pure skin is as delicate and lovely as petals, and the whole person is like a butterfly flying in the wind, and like the clear and bright sun.
Yang Qian Yaning couldn't help but stare, pointed and said, "This, isn't this the clothes and makeup of the Tang Dynasty?"
Zhang Yumeng raised his eyes and said with a smile, "You are very knowledgeable. Yes, it is the style of the Tang Dynasty. I made a set recently out of boredom. I didn't expect that my craftsmanship is pretty good."
Seeing Yang Qian's piggy look, Zhang Yumeng's eyes rose up and turned into crescent moons. She smiled and said, "Am I so beautiful that you can't even blink? Tell me, how beautiful am I?"
Yang Gan murmured.
"The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold, and the dew is thick."
"If we hadn't met at the top of Qunyu Mountain, we would have met under the moonlight at Yaotai."
Zhang Yumeng was stunned and murmured, "This is..."
"That's right, one of Li Bai's Qingping tunes describes Yang Yuhuan, Yang Guifei, and Zhang Yumeng. You really surprised me today."
Zhang Yumeng's face was full of joy, but her words were unforgiving: "What? Am I as fat as Concubine Yang?"
"Hey, how do I know? I've never seen you before, but in terms of figure, you are absolutely stunning Concubine Yang. In addition, you now have a pear-shaped and hourglass figure. When the Kardashians see you, they will all say wow. .”
Zhang Yumeng smiled brightly and came to the center with a look of recognition. After dismissing the actors, she called up a song on her mobile phone and placed it in a wooden box.
The originally normal volume instantly became louder with the blessing of the wooden box.
The waist is like a thin willow supporting the wind.
A few glances make me dream.
The show begins with heavy makeup.
I sing all the joys and sorrows on stage alone.
As graceful as floating clouds and colorful clothes.
At the end of the day, my temples were stained with frost.
As the DJ's music played, Zhang Yumeng slowly raised one of her long legs, gradually touching the top of her head, and a red skirt slipped down.
When the body leaned forward and suddenly rotated 180°, the long legs actually didn't move at all and just changed directions.
Her waist began to sway to the music, and every time she swung it, the red skirt seemed to be beating to the beat and flying in the wind.
Not only Yang Gan's eyes widened, Cao Wushuang, Krisna, and Bellica were also shocked.
