Chapter 919
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Since Fenghua was willing to wait, other small artists naturally couldn't say no.
But the way he looked at Ye Shaohua changed a little.
On the other side, Yan Lang drove to pick up his mother. His agent and assistant saw the situation on the set and were very displeased with Yan Lang's decision.
Especially when he saw the card in Yan Lang's hand, the assistant avoided the cameraman and whispered to Yan Lang, "What's the use of this card? He wouldn't really believe her, right? Could it be that the Ye family helped her find out? "
Yan Lang held the card in his hand and said nothing.
He went to the nursing home at the same time that Mother Yan was about to drive out.
Yan Lang thought of Ye Shaohua's words and directly drove Yan Mu's car. He sat in the driver's seat and Yan Mu sat in the passenger seat.
The cameraman and Yan Lang's assistant were in the car behind.
The car was heading to the recording studio.
The assistant and agent of the car behind are discussing Ye Shaohua's problem.
"Actually, I've filmed the process of Master's tarot card divination." The photographer turned off the camera and whispered to Yan Lang's agent, "According to what I said, Miss Ye's divination process is wrong. The card spirit definitely won't appear …"
The group of people were talking.
Suddenly, the driver slammed on the brakes.
The assistant beside him let out a scream.
The agent and the cameraman subconsciously looked forward and saw that Yan Lang's car had collided with an oil truck. From this angle, they could only see that the front of the car had been crushed.
Seeing this scene, the manager's heart sank.
Because of the accident, all the cars stopped.
Yan Lang's agent, assistant, and cameraman immediately got out of the car to check on him.
In fact, Yan Lang's agent and the others could tell from the damage to the front of the car that Yan Lang was in bad condition.
Yan Lang and his mother were still in the car.
When they walked in, they could see that the steering wheel of the car was squashed, and the car seat was twisted into a strange shape.
If the car itself was already like this, how could Yan Lang and his mother, who were sitting in the seats, be in a better state?
"Xiao Lin, hurry up and help my mother out." Just as the agent was panicking, Yan Lang's voice came from inside the car.
The manager was stunned for a moment.
He immediately opened the damaged car door with his assistant.
When they saw Yan Lang and Mrs. Yan coming out unscathed, their eyes widened in shock. "Oh my god! You … nothing happened to you?! "
They couldn't be blamed for thinking that way. When the car collided with the oil truck, the front of the car was flattened and the car seat was damaged.
However, he was not injured at all. Wasn't this strange?
Mother Yan found it strange as well.
Only Yan Lang suddenly remembered something and took out the card of the wheel of fate that Ye Shaohua gave him in his pocket.
The cameraman who had followed them out had already turned on his camera to capture this magical scene.
After seeing Yan Lang take out the card, he immediately pointed the camera at the card.
Everyone could see the golden circle in the middle of the tarot card, which represented the Wheel of Fortune, when Yan Lang took it out.
One could clearly see the Wheel of Fortune spinning in the middle of the tarot cards.
However, in the next second, it turned gray and stopped spinning, becoming incomparably dim.
The Wheel of Fortune Tarot Card represented change and change.
This tarot card represented the constant changes in one's life. One side represented new life, while the other side represented death.
Everyone who saw this tarot card by the side of the car was speechless.
They just stared blankly at the tarot card that had lost its luster in an instant.
Mother Yan was the first to react. She grabbed Yan Lang's hand and said, "Tarot Card Spirit Attachment, the God of Fate. Only a nine-star tarot card master or above can do that … Yan Lang, which tarot card master gave you this tarot card?"
"It's Master Ye." Yan Lang also reacted at this time and immediately walked to the car behind. "She's still in the show now!"
The two of them didn't wait for the police to come. They handed over the follow-up to the incident to their assistants and walked to the car behind.
The cameraman on the side now looked very confused.
Master … Master Ye?
At the recording site, Fenghua and others were still waiting for Yan Lang to come back.
The audience also wanted to know what happened to Yan Lang, so no one felt anxious.
"Friends under the stage, do you think what will really happen to Movie Emperor Yan?" The host asked the hundreds of people under the stage.
These audience friends laughed directly. "She doesn't look like she knows divination. If she really knows divination, why doesn't Xue Jinhong know it himself?"
The supporter asked the artists on the stage. Although these small artists didn't say it clearly, in fact, they didn't really believe Ye Shaohua.
Some even suspected that Ye Shaohua had a private agreement with Yan Lang.
Unexpectedly, half an hour later, Yan Lang brought his mother to the program's set.
Fenghua didn't expect that Yan Lang really had a mother. When she saw Yan Lang's mother, she subconsciously stood up and wanted to say hello to her, but Yan Lang and her mother didn't look at her.
Yan Lang's mother bowed to Ye Shaohua very solemnly to show her gratitude.
She also said that she would pay Ye Shaohua a lot.
"No need." Ye Shaohua waved her hand. "Movie Emperor Yan is the second person I tested. He believes in me. This is also your fate."
The host, Fenghua, the director, the artists, and the audience all didn't know what was going on.
Why did she call Master Ye Shaohua?
How could Master Ye be called so casually?
Especially Fenghua.
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