Peach Blossom Valley Colorful Square.
Nuonuo and her senior sisters finished their performance in the square. Amidst the loud applause, the girls stood up to greet the crowd. Nuonuo took a photo with a few of her fans who came up to ask for autographs. Then, she gently picked up her zither and prepared to return to Agarwood Temple's new base on Dong Mountain.
In addition to the necessary daily cultivation homework, public performances became her daily task.
Temple Master Yinshu intended to pass her mantle.
Naturally, she would be vigorously nurtured.
She was ordered to perform outside the square with her senior sisters every day. While completing Lin Dong's task of promoting the Eastern civilization, she would also gain more experience in the mortal world.
Nuonuo and the other girls had long become super Internet celebrities on Dong Mountain. If it were someone else, they would have become a live streamer to earn some money. But Nuonuo didn't care about this at all. She didn't even care about fame. Of course, she knew she was famous, so famous that it was purple. But this smart girl was especially perceptive. She knew that no matter how famous she was, it was just a false reputation. She was a cultivator, and only strength was the foundation of everything.
What was the use of being famous on the Internet? It was not even as good as a word from the Supreme Martial Uncle!
Plus.
Nuonuo really didn't lack money.
Because she was the favorite disciple of Temple Master Yinshu, anyone in the cultivation world who wasn't blind could see that she was the future temple master of Agarwood Temple.
So, the seniors of the cultivation world prepared countless gifts and piled them up in her room. They wanted to build a good relationship with Nuonuo while she was still in the early stages of growth. Big shots like Vast Expanse Gate Master, Cloud Riding Gate Master, Closed North Gate Master, and Great Master Yi Fang all sent her all kinds of carefully prepared gifts. Even Ancestor Chi Shi, Blue Flower Medicine Fairy, and Purple Bamboo Immortal Father, these three shocking ancestors, personally gave her small treasures from their secret stash as Nuonuo's birthday gift.
In short.
Nuonuo was the person that Lin Dong thought highly of. She had the greatest potential among the younger generation. Everyone in the cultivation world wanted to praise her to the sky.
Money. If Nuonuo said she was short of money, the disciples of the big sects could pave a street for her with money. For example, the Nine Ming Qi Mountain Sect had more than a hundred layman disciples with a net worth of over a hundred million. This was because the Nine Ming Qi Mountain Sect did not easily recruit layman disciples. Otherwise, they would have even more billionaires.
"Nuonuo, Nuonuo, can you accept my interview today?" Paul, the special reporter of the Big Apple Times, the super rookie of the Eagle Head Flag Group, and one of the core members of the Eagle Eye Group of Dong Mountain, made his request again.
He had been observing Nuo Nuo for the past few days.
He felt that the truth behind the mystery of his "Kung Fu" might lie with her.
Of course, it was impossible for him to tell the truth on the surface. He pretended to be a Kung Fu enthusiast of the Zu Long Country and pestered Nuo Nuo for an interview.
He was not well-known in the country.
But abroad.
Paul's social media account had become one of the most searched topics on the internet due to his frequent livestreams of Nuonuo's various ancient instrument ensembles.
In the beginning, the Westerners did not care about what instrument Nuo Nuo was performing. They only felt that the music was very unique and pleasing to the ears. Especially if they listened to it quietly and carefully, it had a unique oriental charm.
After hearing so much, the foreigners finally realized how amazing Nuo Nuo was.
Dozens of different musical instruments were at his fingertips.
If she was good at studying, she would be called a scholar.
Then Nuo Nuo would definitely be a music tyrant of her generation.
Not only that, Nuo Nuo was also very good at dancing. When she danced the ancient dance, time and space seemed to have traveled, causing people to be involuntarily immersed in the classical elegance of a thousand years ago. The foreigners who had been dominated by her music and dance gave her a nickname, "Nuo Nuo of Dong Mountain", as if she was not the most authentic and high-class person of the Dong Mountain if she did not add the two words "Dong Mountain" in front of her name.
"I have to rush back, so I can only answer one question." Nuo Nuo was easier to talk to than her senior sisters. Under normal circumstances, they would not care about Paul.
In the eyes of the people of the Immortal Cultivation World, Paul was a completely different kind of person from them.
Different kind.
They were not the same kind of person, so what else was there to say?
"I want to know, for you to be able to play so loudly and control so well, do you have to have profound skills to achieve this?" Paul would never give up his disguise as a Kung Fu fanatic. Of course, he was indeed doing a special project to investigate the secrets of Kung Fu. It was not a complete fake, but the ultimate goal was different.
"Practice makes perfect!" Nuo would not tell Paul what the truth was.
"Alright, but I want to say, you are so young, and you know so many musical instruments. It is impossible for you to practice all of them. Can you tell me how many years you have been studying the zither?" Paul saw that Nuo Nuo was about to leave and immediately asked.
"Almost ten years. This is the second question. Your question has already exceeded our previous agreement." Nuo Nuo walked back with the zither in her arms.
"This is not fair. This is closely linked, so it can only be considered a question. Nuo Nuo, we want to invite you to go abroad to perform in our art theater. Are you willing? I guarantee that it will not take you a minute. Not only does going abroad not cost you money, but you can also earn money. We have the travel expenses and remuneration for the invitation. With your artistic level, you can definitely get the highest price! "Paul continued to pursue.
"I have no interest in going abroad. Also, I don't want to earn this money!" Nuo Nuo shook her head.
"Isn't the more money the better? No one would complain about having too much money, right? " Paul was a little confused by this little girl's thoughts. Was it not the Zulong people's proudest act to go abroad to perform?
"Don't follow me. We have different ideas. You can't use your set of things to measure each of us!" Nuo Nuo directly refused.
"I don't have any ill intentions!" Paul even raised his hand.
"Are you a boring alien from a boring planet?" Nuo Nuo directly gestured for Paul to stay away from her.
"I'm just a foreigner, not an alien!" Paul felt very helpless in his heart.
When a person does not pursue money or benefits, and lives leisurely all day long, what can you do to deal with such a person?
If the person with this kind of thinking was an old man who was about to die, Paul would not be surprised.
The problem was that the person in front of him was a teenage girl!
He shook his head.
Looking at the screen of the live broadcast, he sighed helplessly at the audience. "I've been rejected again. It's so sad. I've tried my best, but she won't even look at me out of the corner of her eye! I knew it, you guys. Alright, you can laugh at me all you want, but the unwavering Paul will not give up! Heh, don't spew nonsense, I don't care. The other party is a teenage girl, I don't want to be caught and eat the world-famous' free meal 'of Dong Mountain because of some inappropriate remarks. Yes, I don't want to try that at all. No, no, no, I won't step on the line. Don't tempt me, I want to go home alive, I want to go home alive to see my mother … My opinion towards Nuo Nuo still hasn't changed. I think she's a Kung Fu master, a deeply hidden Kung Fu master. I bet with my eyes! You guys have been watching my live broadcast for almost a month. Haven't you ever thought that a teenage girl like her wouldn't be curious about musical instruments and dance? Even if she's just doing it casually, don't you guys think that she has the support of a special ability to achieve such omnipotence? "
His fans were in an uproar, and their complaints filled the entire screen.
Almost everyone thought that Paul was just a fanboy.
He liked the girl.
He used a very lame excuse of a Kung Fu fanatic.
As for them, who had the Wisdom Eye to see through the truth, they watched the tragic story of how he persevered and was repeatedly rejected by Nuo Nuo.
Many people lamented that ever since they watched Paul's live broadcast, their lives were no longer gloomy, and their pressure was completely gone. This was because they realized that there was a possibility of success in everything in the world, except for Paul's pursuit of Nuo Nuo. It would never be possible!
They called this result God's disgust!
They thought that Paul must have been cursed.
Otherwise.
Nuo Nuo would not look at her loyal fanboy as if he was an alien.
"I'm just a foreigner, not an alien … I'm actually treated as a boring alien from a boring planet. Forgive me for seeing someone successfully obtain such a rare title for the first time! Haha, forgive me for laughing out loud! "
"Paul, what are you trying to do on our Earth? Do you want us to die of boredom? "
"Nuo Nuo is right!"
"This time, I've decided to stand on the little girl's side. She discovered the alien hidden among us, I want to vote for her!"
"Dear boring alien, hello, I'm George from Earth!"
"No wonder you come here every day, you're a boring alien!"
"…"
When Paul saw the audience's ridicule, he immediately put on a pitiful expression as if he was about to vomit blood and die.
In fact.
He quite liked this kind of atmosphere.
This made him look more like a streamer and more like a reporter who had suffered a setback, so that he could conceal his true identity and true purpose in private.
Just as Paul was about to greet the audience and turn off the live broadcast, something suddenly happened in front of him.
At the edge of the Colorful Square.
Two buses that seemed to be exclusive to a certain company slowly slid over from the side of the street.
As they slowly slid past Nuo Nuo and a few senior sisters, more than ten men in black suits and black sunglasses jumped out of the two buses. When they appeared, Paul almost did not scream because he knew the leader of these people. He was a genetic mutant created by the Lighthouse of Freedom using expensive gold potions. He was two meters tall and looked like a giant bear.
This bear-like man was called Newman, nicknamed "Giant Bear". Paul had seen him once in the Peach Blossom Hollow Silver Elephant Tree Union Club. Although he did not receive the most detailed introduction in his personal information, Paul knew that this Giant Bear Newman was from the Far East Whip.
People from the Far East Whip?
What were they trying to do here?
Paul was also a member of the Lighthouse of Freedom, and his heart was extremely eager for the Lighthouse of Freedom to quickly develop genetic potions, solve the various mysteries of Dong Mountain, and once again suppress the second-in-command of Ancestral Dragon Nation. However, Paul was different from the extremists. He was a rational person and knew that using brute force would only make things worse!
Giant Bear Newman wanted to kidnap Nuo and her companions?
Why?
What was the benefit of doing so?
Thousands of thoughts flashed through Paul's mind. For a moment, his mind was in a mess. Should he speak up or remain silent? Should he stop them or help them in secret? Should he pretend not to know or broadcast the whole thing?
Nuo Nuo seemed to be completely unaware as she continued to walk forward with her companions, laughing and chatting.
Giant Bear Newman led his people to form a semicircle and surrounded them.
At this moment.
Even a blind man would be able to see the true intentions of this group of people …
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