Be a real Phoenix man

Chapter 21 The Strange Man

There was silence on the other side of the phone, very quiet, only a faint sound of almost stagnant breathing could be heard.It seemed to be a man's breath.

Jiang Tao frowned, and repeated again: "Did you hear me, don't call anymore. After something else..."

But before he finished speaking, he heard a deep magnetic and inexplicably cold voice coming from the other end: "Who are you?"

"Are you at Qingluan's house?"

The man only asked these two short sentences, but a strong sense of oppression came over him, and along with the weak electromagnetic vibration in the phone, it showed an inorganic condensation.

Even a character like Jiang Tao can feel this keenly.

But he didn't take it seriously at all.He pushed his glasses impatiently, and said angrily: "Of course I'm at his house, he's sleeping, and I have to watch over him. Are you in a hurry?"

He was very anxious, afraid that he would miss the miraculous change in the tail if he wasted so much time, and he didn't want to talk to this person for a moment, but this person was chattering endlessly on the phone.

There was silence on the other end of the phone.Although it was only a few seconds, it seemed extremely long in the man's depressed and heavy breathing, so long that Jiang Tao couldn't help holding his breath, tensing his temples.

Finally, the man spoke again, but his voice was extremely deep and hoarse, as if filled with boundless astonishment and loneliness: "It's all right." The man took a deep breath and hung up the phone.

"Beep—beep—" there was only a busy tone on the phone, and Jiang Tao complained inexplicably, "Crazy", and quickly put the phone behind him, and hurried back to the living room.

On the light coffee-colored fabric sofa in the living room, Ye Qingluan was sleeping soundly. He was half lying on the pillow, and his fair cheeks were flushed slightly.The five gorgeous tail feathers spread quietly behind him, like a huge and gorgeous fan, undulating slightly with Ye Qingluan's even breathing.

Jiang Tao moved a chair, and simply sat opposite Ye Qingluan, his sharp eyes swept over the five tail feathers bit by bit.

He noticed the strange texture and shape of the tail feathers last time. The main feathers are thick and long, extending all the way to the tip of the tail. There are small and soft fluff on the sides of the main feathers. Although the hairs are fine and dense, they are not messy at all. The roots are there, and there is a kind of amazing beauty.

Of all the birds on earth, perhaps only the peacock's tail feathers can be compared with it.No, although the peacock's tail is similar to it in appearance, the details are too rough.

Although the sparrow's tail is huge and gorgeous, it is far inferior to Ye Qingluan's tail feathers, which have beautiful lines, exquisite details, and are slender and moving.

What's more, the tail tips of these five tail feathers also extended a unique tail plume, shining golden light, dazzling and brilliant.

Jiang Tao looked at the tail feather, his heart moved, and he couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it, but at this moment, he heard Ye Qingluan's almost inaudible snort.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Tao was stunned by the scene in front of him.

This, this tail really disappeared!Just disappeared out of thin air!

Ye Qingluan didn't do anything, didn't even turn over, and saw that the five gorgeous tail feathers were suddenly covered with a layer of golden light like smoke and mist, and then it was like rain and dew dissipating in the morning light, from the tip of the tail. From the beginning, the real and palpable tail gradually blurred and weakened, and finally disappeared.

Jiang Tao was dumbfounded, he reached out his hand foolishly, but only caught the cool air and the faint gold dust on the palm of his hand.It's a pity that in the next second, even the gold powder was scattered in the air and disappeared completely.

Ye Qingluan, who was lying on the sofa like this, seemed to be an ordinary person again.

Jiang Tao suddenly remembered what Ye Qingluan said: "When I don't want to show people my tail, the tail will disappear."

It turned out to be so!It disappeared without leaving any evidence, and it will never disturb the owner of this tail at all!

Amazing.

Jiang Tao grabbed his observation diary, his hands were as fast as a bolt of lightning, and he wrote it down in the notebook.After writing it down, he stared at Ye Qingluan's exceptionally peaceful sleeping face, and couldn't help scratching his ears and cheeks.

Hi, why are you still sleeping?He had seen the spectacle of the tail disappearing, and now he couldn't wait to see how the tail reappeared!

Does it appear little by little like it disappears, or does it pop out like a frenzy?He wants to know too much.

Jiang Tao held back, but still couldn't hold back, he stretched out his hand and shook Ye Qingluan's shoulder back and forth.

Ye Qingluan didn't wake up.As usual, don't you have to sleep for more than ten hours?

He frowned, unable to wait any longer, he simply took his satchel and hurried out the door, and left, even forgetting to take the strange boxes he brought with him.

He wants to go back and search for information about the manipulation of matter by consciousness, and he also needs to look at spiritualism, which he never believed in before.In addition, it is strange that Ye Qingluan sleeps so deeply every time. It would be great if he could apply for a portable brain wave measuring instrument in the courtyard. Brain wave frequency during deep sleep.

Thinking of this, Jiang Tao left in a hurry.Ye Qingluan was on the other side of the door, sleeping deeply.

His cell phone rang for a few more times, not sure if it was a text message or something else, but he didn't get any response.

At this time, the Hualin Literature Publishing House was in chaos.

This is the largest commercial publishing house in China, and every move is particularly eye-catching.When there is glory, thousands of people will hold flowers, and when there is scandal, thousands of people will step on it.

It has been two days since the incident.In the past two days, that first long Weibo post was like an introduction, attracting many ghosts and monsters, who took advantage of the wind to attack Hua Lin.Some editors from little-known small publishing houses took this opportunity to publish some seemingly sharp remarks on Weibo, following the trend to criticize the so-called "chaos in the domestic publishing industry", and instantly won many netizens. Likes and support, a small fire.

Everyone immediately stood on the commanding heights of morality and justice, condemning Hualin's insult to the word "literature".

The impact on Hualin is not insignificant.

As of this morning, Hualin had already received countless calls from printing houses and bookstores. Although it was impossible to see any changes in market sales in just two days, such an incident had caused a lot of pressure from all parties.

There are also literary websites that keep contacting here, asking what's going on, whether the author's conference can't be held, etc.

Gu Xiaotang was almost driven crazy, this was the first time she encountered such a thing in her two years of work.Everyone is constantly looking for her, asking her about the editor-in-chief's attitude, but she is just a small assistant, how can she guess Fang Yibai's mind?

Especially Editor-in-Chief He was going crazy looking at Gu Xiaotang.His real name Weibo is almost full of scolding.

But Fang Yibai has never given a letter to the people below.This makes the publishing house can't help but panic.

Under tremendous pressure, Gu Xiaotang entered the office and gave Fang Yibai a cup of coffee. She stood there and struggled for a few times, and finally summoned up her courage, and said dryly, "Boss..."

He only yelled this sentence, but he couldn't say anything after that.Because she saw Fang Yibai's raised eyes.

Fang Yibai has always paid great attention to his image. He always wears a suit and tie at work. He is clean and tidy, and his every move and gesture is full of elegance and maturity.And he still does.

A light blue shirt was wrapped in an uncluttered suit jacket, and matched with a dark blue striped tie, gently hitting the man's sexy neck, the abstinence also aroused people's infinite reverie.Looking up, there is that handsome face that cannot pick out any flaws, the thin lips like a knife are habitually pursed into an indifferent arc, the bridge of the nose is high, and the hair is combed back, revealing the broad and angular forehead.

All of this was perfect, the only thing that surprised her was Fang Yibai's extremely tired eyes.

There was no distressed red blood, and the eyes were still beautiful from the outside, but Gu Xiaotang just felt that the moment Fang Yibai raised his head, she saw the fatigue that he seldom showed.

However, it was only for a moment, Fang Yibai's eyes froze, he looked away, and then regained his usual calmness and awe.

He loosened the tie around his neck, put his slender hands on the table, stood up, nodded to Gu Xiaotang, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

It has been two days since the incident happened, and it cannot be delayed any longer.Even if Qingluan can't get through on the phone...

Fang Yibai looked back at the phone with a blacked-out screen on the table, his face darkened for a while, then he concealed it well, and strode out of the office.

This incident has had a very bad impact so far, and the losses continue to expand.But even so, Fang Yibai did not intend to compromise.

Because all these kinds of things are basically created out of nothing, and they are spreading rumors and slander.

The rumormongers may be aiming to slander Hua Lin's reputation, so as to take the opportunity to carry out a commercial attack, or they may be aiming at attacking Qingluan, or even killing two birds with one stone.In short, Hualin's forthcoming author conference gave the rumormongers an opportunity to attack.

He will not show weakness just because of this, let alone let Hua Lin and Qingluan get hurt because of such an insignificant matter.

It was ten o'clock in the morning, and the editorial department was in chaos. The phones on every desk were ringing tirelessly, one after another, as if there were bombs planted that would explode at any time.

Not only the editor-in-chief of the planning department, but also the editor-in-chief and editors of the publicity department and the various departments of the art department have almost collapsed in the past two days, all of them are frowning. Reporter, but now, they really can't handle it. They just hope for a sudden power outage and cut off all these calls.

It was at this time that Fang Yibai pushed the door open and entered.His footsteps stepped on the floor, and the short and firm sound of leather shoes hitting the smooth marble floor suddenly caught everyone's attention.

The editors raised their heads and stared blankly at Fang Yibai's movements, as if they were about to receive an amnesty.

Fang Yibai nodded to the crowd, raised his chin slightly, and said neatly to Editor-in-Chief He who was already haggard in the corner: "Pick up the phone."

The other end of the phone is an entertainment reporter who is not a popular tabloid. Usually, he doesn't pay attention to the literary publishing industry at all. At this time, he flies over and buzzes around like a fly. These days, he usually calls Editor-in-Chief He. Extremely insulting, with sinister intentions, just to force Editor-in-Chief He to speak out in a hurry.

At this moment, seeing that Editor-in-Chief He was in a daze and didn't respond, Fang Yibai strode over, took the phone in Editor-in-Chief He's hand, and said only one sentence to Yuji, who was still cursing on the other end of the phone: "I want to Know the whole story? I'll give you a chance."