48. After wearing a black star
When I was a black star,
The first few, 100 days, and it’s like a new passion.
Shaunt Song wrote a microblog, a picture of a flower with the text: the most beautiful flower for you.
Soon the comments will begin with the crazy Eid week.
There is also an ambiguous microblogging over the weekend: flowers are good, but people are more important.
All of a sudden it blew up, and hundreds of people are down there, 99, and a lot of people are saying, “Well, that’s sweet, and the Civil Administration has moved you over.
Song Shunan looked at my cell phone stop, shuddered, and posted a tweet: Don’t come and thank me!
One.
When I came through, the main river was dead.
There’s blood all over the tub. She’s already stopped breathing.
The cause of death was that the former’s boyfriend had cheated on him, and the former’s search for their theory had been accompanied by a malicious video clip, which had been posted on the Internet, with an instant of verbal abuse and ridicule.
The master could not bear to kill himself.
And We turned to the memory of the former, and the man, Chen Wei, who was indeed a scum, had prepared for this day, and had removed from his hand all the information concerning him, so that he could not speak when he was wronged, and could not even give any proof.
At one point, the original owner was verbally abused and even intimidated.
I wrapped up my arm and got a phone call: “Sister Jiang, we’ve arranged for you to go tomorrow. I’m sorry.
“I sent you the guest’s staff, and the company asked me to tell you that there were things to do. I’m sorry.
I opened the list of assistants and laughed at the fact that the scum was here, so the company warned me?
I hung up the phone, and the Lord was bullied, and I would not be bullied.
I’ve been told since I was a teacher that the most important thing in our business is to pay dues.
I thought I was dead and the Lord gave me another chance to live, and I couldn’t spare the people who killed him.
It’s an all-embracing adventure, and the director is an all-embracing fan with a lot of investors and a lot of traffic stars to double the ratings.
That scum and green tea is one of them.
And I’m just a replacement, and I’m in such a hurry because the original guest is not coming, and I’m here to do it for traffic.
What’s better than this?
The recording takes place in a village in the north and, in order to ensure the authenticity of the art, it is broadcast live, with a separate booth for each artist.
There were eight guests, and the team had done its homework to ensure safety, and medical personnel and bodyguards had been able to prevent accidents.
By the time I arrived, the rest of the guests arrived, opened the airroom, and there was a scolding coming out.
“Yo, there’s a face to go out! I’m sorry.
“Did Jiang Li leave the entertainment ring today? I’m sorry.
I looked at them, and they were all cursing words, whatever. I didn’t do them, either.
In the moment that I was close, there was a scene.
“Fuck, fuck.”
“It should be said that this river is a beautiful place. I’m sorry.
“So what? Moral depravity. I’m sorry.
“Stand upstairs plus one, if you’re ugly, how’s that? I’m sorry.
Next is to get on the plane, where it’s far north, and it’s not opened until it’s closed.
The Sunday moon sat with Chen Xiao, and as I passed by them, it looked me in the eye.
“Can I sit here?” I’m sorry.
The girl noded her head: “Yes. I’m sorry.
When I got off the plane, I knew that the girl, Lynn Anne, was a member of the women’s group, and that recently there had been some momentum in order to get back on the show.
It has to be said that the director is so full of curiosity that a lot of people came in at the moment of the announcement.
Some fans, some just for excitement.
When the plane got off, it began to change into a vehicle, which went upside-down into the mountains, began to desolate around it, and finally arrived in the village at night.
Fortunately, the village is remote but still signals.
Crawling tigers have crawled over walls and are afraid to look far away.
Upon arrival in the village, the booth was opened and a total of eight people began to distribute guests, taking into account the remoteness of the area, and would be divided into two teams of four, with directors and others outside the village.
Our job is to live all day, to stay here for three days and three nights.
Water and food will be delivered once a day, and we will find our own way.
As soon as I entered the village, I felt so cold and so heavy that no one had lived in the village for at least 50 years.
There is a house, but there is no living person to live in, and it will surely live on.
It started from the moment it entered the village, when it was not completely dark, but it was cold.
The director took out the paper group and announced the rules with the horn: “There are only two numbers on these eight groups, and the same group was drawn. I’m sorry.
“If someone can’t hold on to this red button, there will be staff to pick you up. I’m sorry.
“But this is considered a phase-out. I’m sorry.
“The largest group of people left behind after the last one will have a million voices, and there will be an opportunity to work with His Majesty Song. I’m sorry.
As soon as it came out, everyone’s eyes were bright, and they were traffic stars, but the gap with the Shadow King was very far.
I’m sure that with this temptation no one would want to leave early.
I got number two, I got the same number as Sunday, Chen Yee, and the little girl on the plane with me, Lynn.
There were four men and four women, and Chen Huai had three guests, and it was common knowledge that girls had less guts than they could hold out for one night.
Chen Yee’s face was a bit ugly, and he was known to be unhappy with such a team, but there was no way to do it because it was live.
It’s a bomb.
“The director must be sick. I’m sorry.
“That’s the key, that’s not the eyeball. I’m sorry.
“Dirty, I hope San leaves soon. I’m sorry.
Outside of the scene, the director noded to the satisfaction of the live video: “That’s it, isn’t it? I’m sorry.
Lynne looked at Chen and Sunday and looked at me again, and she was careful to move to me and whisper: “Sister, I’m with you. I’m sorry.
“Oh, geese, how can you be with this bad woman? I’m sorry.
“Emi, you better not break our geese, or you’re not done with us! I’m sorry.
And I’m on the air, all but one.
The night has come, the group has withdrawn from the village, the cold winds are coming, and the light of the flashlight has begun to be insufficient.
I picked up the bed that the team left behind and walked in to the abandoned house, and Lynne was standing right behind me.
I picked out a nice house on the right and the left, and I put the cotton on the floor.
Lynn was close to me, and Chen and Sunday followed me.
It’s better for four people to come in and look at me and say, “Jan Li, the past is over and we can be friends.” I’m sorry.
“You’ll like it and it’ll be normal if you’re so good at it, we’ll be friends.” I’m sorry.
Friends who are friends with them, go and be friends with the Lord!
It must be fun to think of things here tonight, and I smiled at them: “Have a nice evening.” I’m sorry.
It was followed by a careless constriction in the cotton.
Chen Qi doesn’t care about him, he doesn’t get upset, he touches the tip of his nose and lays the cotton on our side of the season.
It was only 8 p.m., when it was dark, the electricity was limited and it turned off as soon as it entered the house, and four people were lying in the house, interacting with the fans in the live room.
I looked at those scoldings and I put my phone upside down and fell asleep.
Chen was interacting with his fans, and suddenly, as soon as the screen stopped on his cell phone, the screen was full of “shit.” I’m sorry.
“Big brother, am I blind? I’m sorry.
Me, me, me!
Not only Chen, but the same is true of the other three live booths.
“I think I saw someone walk! I’m sorry.
“Really, I saw it too! I’m sorry.
“Mom, don’t scare me!”
“What?” I’m sorry.
The fans in the studio immediately responded to her: “Bo, we’ve all just seen someone walk through the back. I’m sorry.
“This place is not really dirty. I’m sorry.
I don’t think so. It’s not the director’s fault. I’m sorry.
The covers were pulled out of my head, and Lynne’s voice came out with a bit of crying: “Sister, I’m scared. I’m sorry.
“The people in the studio said someone walked through our house. I’m sorry.
Two.
When I looked at Lynn Anne, he looked very pale inside and looked really scared.
The temperature around me was lower than before, and I softly filmed the hands of the girls: “The crew is outside, don’t scare themselves, we can’t superstitiously. I’m sorry.
“And even if there is something unclean, some people who have done wrong should be afraid. I’m sorry.
I mean, Sunday and Chen Xiaoqiao looked at me, and then turned and smiled at the live booth: “Emi is right, there is no ghost in this world, but only those who do wrong are afraid. I’m sorry.
There was an instant wave of live footage.
“Yeah, we’re science age. Don’t be superstitious. I’m sorry.
“Whatever it is, it’s the group that’s doing it, and it’s trying to make a scene. I’m sorry.
“The goddess is right. We didn’t do anything wrong. I’m sorry.
The sound of consolation between the weekly season and Chen Wei’s live broadcast gave both of them much courage in an instant.
It also seemed to have been comforted, indulged and noded: “I know.” I’m sorry.
As I was about to go to sleep, there was a noise, like human footsteps.
“No, I am still afraid.” I’m sorry.
I took a little breath, and I got up and I drew a sign on her back, and I hit her gently, and I whispered in her ear: “We’re a live kind of adventure, and the group’s got to do something to get a view, so don’t scare yourself. I’m sorry.
When Lynn turned around and looked at me with a little bit of confusion in her big eyes, she looked at me and she didn’t know if it was me or what was going on, and she really didn’t seem scared and even felt much warmer.
Once the footsteps were stopped, Sundays and Chen was conscious of looking outside.
On Sunday, the moon approached Chen Xiao, saying, “Aye, is there someone outside? I’m sorry.
Chen Ying smiled a little bit: “I think so. I’m sorry.
The sound is much lower: “Well, it’s usually a part of the script that’s used to doing ensembles, but we don’t have a script, but we always get something for the ratings, or we’re just doing it for three days. I’m sorry.
Chen Xiao has come out of the street for several years and has participated in a great deal, and at this point he has calmed himself from the fear he has just had.
The other group, which also cooperated at the time, showed a sense of fear and was aware of what the group was doing.
On the other hand, the director, sitting in the car watching what happened on the air, drank a cup of tea and came up with a walkie-talkie: “Give them something to eat.” I’m sorry.
“The scarier we get, the better our show gets. I’m sorry.
The people around him whispered, “It’s not gonna happen. I’m sorry.
“What’s going to happen?” They’re not new, they know the way to choreography, and the more real their performances are, the easier it is to get. I’m sorry.
There was an electric sound from the walkie-talkie, and then a voice came: “Okay. I’m sorry.
It was more than 10 o’clock, and it was quiet outside, and there were no footsteps at all, and it was a while away.
Suddenly, a knock sounded.
“Bow! Bow! Bow!
3
Three beats, three brushes on the Sunday, looking at the door, a chubby puff of pussy coming in, and I came out of the hole.
I had a lot of cursing in my studio, and at this point there was only one or two walkers.
The door knocks clearly into the cell phone, and all the members of the live stream set up a screen.
“Don’t open the door. I’m sorry.
“I heard the old man say that it’s not human to knock three times on the door. I’m sorry.
“Isn’t it a spiritual adventure? I’m sorry.
“Go check it out. I’m sorry.
“You can’t sell dog meat with a sheep head and sleep live like someone. I’m sorry.
The same is true of another group at this time.
The four of them face to face and wonder whether this door should be opened.
Lynne was a lot more daring than he was before, so he woke me up and approached me. I’m sorry.
I sat up and looked outside, and I could see even through the door that the vagina had spilled through the door.
“Bow! Bow! Bow!
There were three knocks at the door again, this time without everyone talking, the first sound came from outside the door, and a sharp voice came out: “Is anyone there? I’m sorry.
Hello?
Chen and Zhou were feeling cold and twitching, stiff, linan’s guilt was pulling me to death and looking outside.
There’s a lot of nerve on the air.
You’re the only man in this group. I’m sorry.
“It’s so exciting, I look forward to opening the door! I’m sorry.
“Go and open the door. I’m sorry.
Come on! I’m sorry.
Chen Yee’s live room was painted with a full screen, and Chen looked at it and looked at the door, swallowed his mouth, and stood up to make a smile: “Now that this is a miracle, it’s enough to see me.” I’m sorry.
“I’m the only man in the group. It’s natural for me to do this. I’m sorry.
He took his cell phone to the door, and I looked at him as if he was so calm, and he was still so faking and his legs were shaking.
Chen Xiaoqin took a deep breath and opened the door, a cold wind came in, nothing was left outside, let alone people.
But you didn’t hear the footsteps of leaving!
Chen Xiao is already afraid of getting to the point, but laughing at the live audience, he says, “There’s nothing. I’m sorry.
He closes the door and then the screen on the air is full of exclamation signs.
“I can’t believe it! I’m sorry.
“Did you see it? I’m sorry.
Don’t look back! I’m sorry.
But then Chen was more curious, and the moment he turned around, all his cell phones were suddenly black screend.
It’s like the phone suddenly turned off.
“Sister, I’m scared.” I’m sorry.
“What’s going on?” I’m sorry.
“Where are you? I’m sorry.
The door had not yet been filled with a cold wind, and it was dark, and heard the sound of the Sunday moon. I’m sorry.
I turned on the flashlight, and the two of them hugged.
I watched Ryan hand her the flashlight: “Take it, don’t be afraid of me.” I’m sorry.
Ryan nod his head, stretch his hand and hold me.
The director looked at the broadcast room, which suddenly turned black, and there was some confusion, but the sound was heard.
“Is the director really okay?” I’m sorry.
The director waved: “What are you afraid of? Do you not hear them still talking? I’m sorry.
“If anything happens, they’ll call for help. Let’s bring someone in. I’m sorry.
“And besides, we’ve got people inside. They’ve got a point. I’m sorry.
At the end of the sentence, his eyes were luminous, and he had anticipated that this would be a great show.
At that time, tweets had begun to be posted about the state of the phantom complex, which was suddenly dark during the live broadcast, but could hear voices and before the dark they saw people outside the door.
This is a time when people are pouring into the live booth.
4
It turns them on even more.
The door was blown open with a bang, and a shadow came in, and it was flashing in the light of the flash of the handlight, and for a moment, it was true that there was something in the house.
The flashlight flashes, and it’s completely gone.
There was a darkness all around me, and Lynn was holding my hand, and there was a cold wind blowing through, and in the darkness I heard the sound of the Sunday moon: “What are you doing? I’m sorry.
The light of the flashlight then shined, a white man’s face appeared in front of Chen Xiao’s mouth and Chen was conscious of pushing the Sunday out.
On Sundays, he bumped into the face of the white man and went straight through the past and jumped on the floor.
The pain of the skin rubbing on the floor has awakened the Sunday’s brain, and she can’t be afraid but can’t believe looking at Chen Xiao: “You do this to me?” I’m sorry.
The weekly month stood up, and it was difficult to see Chen.
The air in the house increased, the weekly season opened its mouth and the whole person was emptied, as if he had been strangled.
And I looked with my eyes, and looked at the shadow of the bitterness, and said: Let her go. I’m sorry.
Chen Wei and Lian Anzi looked at me, and I marched forward to the Sunday moon: “Let her go! I’m sorry.
“She doesn’t like you, I killed her.” I’m sorry.
“She killed you. Don’t you want her dead? I’m sorry.
I looked at the cynics and laughed, “So you did it for me?” I’m sorry.
“She robbed your boyfriend and insulted you, and you almost died, don’t you hate her?” I’m sorry.
Chen Wei and Lynne did not see the shadow, and only heard the sound and felt all sweating up.
“Well, thank you. I’m sorry.
Listening to my weird vibe, the voice was a little angry, too. I’m sorry.
After that, when the shadow threw the weekly moon to the ground, it came to me, and a venom came straight towards my door, and Lynne could still feel something coming, though he could not see anything, and she shouted, “Son! I’m sorry.
And I grabbed it, and I grabbed it, and it felt like a flood beast when it touched my hand, and spread out quickly, and then I showed a pale face.
“Who are you?” I’m sorry.
He looked at me with a bit of terror, and his face broke a little bit. I’m sorry.
At this point, his original appearance appeared in front of everyone, and Chen looked at me with a bit of shock on my face, and the Sunday moon covered my neck with horror.
Lynne was relieved to sit down on the ground.
“Tell me, what’s going on in the village. I’m sorry.
5
Then he struggled, and turned his head, and my hands were tightened a little, and he appeared upon his face a painful look: “I say, I say.” I’m sorry.
“Sixty years ago, a group of people came to the village, saying they were passing by, but they were not at all living in the village, experimenting with the villagers, and the entire village died of the drugs they had developed. I’m sorry.
“In the beginning, everyone in the village was sick and coughed, and they said that they had doctors in their ranks who could give us free medical treatment, and that the village was grateful to them. It was only when we died that we knew that they had drugged our wells and that the evidence that the village had destroyed everything had gone. I’m sorry.
“No one in the village survived. I’m sorry.
That’s why the village is a deserted village.
He went on to say, “We are not natural deaths, we cannot leave here. I’m sorry.
“Some enthusiasts say that if we can find a living person as a double, we can get out of here again. I’m sorry.
He said, “No one has been here for decades, we repeat what happened before death every day, and we feel the pain of the year every day. I’m sorry.
He looked at me and looked at me with a few complaints, but there was nothing left to do.
And he pointed at the Qur’an and Chen Xiao, saying, “They were so sorry that they almost killed you. Why did you not let me kill them?” I’m sorry.
“I killed them, and I can go back and avenge you. Why don’t you do one thing? I’m sorry.
And I heard from Chen, before I spoke, saying, “This is not how we were together so long that you knew I loved you. I’m sorry.
And he pointed his back to the rest of the season: “It was her who seduced me!” I’m sorry.
“I told her I had a girlfriend, but she put it up. I’m sorry.
It was only on Sundays, when Chen Xiao saw him like this, that he stood up and pointed at him with excitement: “What are you talking about?” I’m sorry.
“You didn’t say you had a girlfriend when you were with me, and then I found out you said you didn’t love her and you loved me! I’m sorry.
And Chen was quick to say, “That is not how much you say to me how much you love me. You cannot leave me, and I will only be made to wonder by you. I’m sorry.
“You can’t trust him. He was the one who took the video and told me you were the three of us and he planned it earlier.” I’m sorry.
“He bought some of those sailors who were exposed to you!” I’m sorry.
He said, “Be a man must be heartless, not give you a chance to get up and get back at him. I’m sorry.
Six.
Chen’s face was blue and he yelled at the Sunday, “Slut, what are you talking about? I’m sorry.
“You’re the one who ruined my relationship with Jiang Li and now you’re insulting me. I’m sorry.
And he turned to me, saying, “We were together for seven years, and you know what I am. I’m sorry.
“I actually love you. We can still be the same. I’m sorry.
“Son, do not believe in what I say, and fear that I will be deceived by the scum.” I’m sorry.
And he licked his lips, and said: “As I see, let me kill them all, and that is a hundred.” I’m sorry.
I turned around and looked at him, “Shut up.” I’m sorry.
He kept his mouth shut. Some of them look down on me.
“Do you want to go back or not? I’m sorry.
He’s got a little light in his eyes. I’m sorry.
“If you’re handicapped, you don’t have a chance to go back. I’m sorry.
“They have their own punishment and do not need you.” I’m sorry.
“Tomorrow, I’ll take you back.” I’m sorry.
His face is full of glamour: “Really? I’m sorry.
After the God of Zerton in his face, he whispered, “The people of the village are miserable, and they are tortured here day and night, can’t they…”
I noded, “Yes, come to me here tomorrow night.” I’m sorry.
He was happy to nod his head and disappeared.
The temperature in the house had returned to normal, the mobile phone had recovered, the live footage had returned and the light of the flashlight had returned.
The screen of the live broadcast stopped for a second and then took off.
“I heard you right. I’m sorry.
“Is that what I thought?”
“So Xiao San is not Jiang Li? I’m sorry.
“It’s so big. I’m sorry.
“Is my focus different?” I’m sorry.
Whose voice was that? I’m sorry.
“It’s true…”
7
“Don’t be silly upstairs. It’s all a fake. I’m sorry.
“No, no, no, I don’t think so. If it’s fake, how could it explode like that?” I’m sorry.
Chen Wei’s studio was full of questions: “What just heard was true? I’m sorry.
“Are you the one who cheated?”
“The victim is Jiang Li?”
“You’re the one who led us to curse Jiang Li? I’m sorry.
Chen Xiao looks at the screen and doesn’t know how to respond.
The only good thing about Sundays is Lynne, who wakes up with a red eye and answers the live scene.
“Sister is a victim. I’m sorry.
She turned around for a look at Chen Xiao and Sunday and continued to respond.
And my live room, it’s all an apology.
“I should be damned. I’m sorry.
“How come my head is growing now? I’m sorry.
And then somebody asks, “Big Man, is that true?” I’m sorry.
I looked at the screens on the air, and the smiles on my face, “You guess?” I’m sorry.
“Look, I said there’s a book. I’m sorry.
“It’s all fake. I’m sorry.
“Stairway is stupid x. I’m sorry.
“If it’s really a book, will it explode?” You go to those two studios and see what’s going on. I’m sorry.
Nothing went wrong after that, until the next morning.
The next day, the group went on a hot search.
The first is the man’s voice on the air.
The second hot search is Chen Wei’s trip from the season to the river.
The third is, Mr. Kang-yun?
The director laughed when he saw the Weibo heat, and when he started the live broadcast, he arranged for people to enter the village, but it was strange that the village could not get in, walk away and get lost, and eventually nothing happened.
It’s not as good as Sunday and Chen Xiao’s. It’s online and the company let Chen and Sun go back.
8
After they left, they called from my agent, who had given up, and said, “Oh, Jiang Li, the company’s side has been hurting you for the sake of development. I’m sorry.
“The high-level team has decided to make up for your good representation, and I’ll send it to you. I’m sorry.
I’m listening to the phone. It’s just funny.
When I was in the same company with Chen Xiao, they said that Chen was a company that worked so hard to make me understand something about me.
Can’t you please me now?
I was silent and said, “Li, I remember my contract is coming to an end, so I don’t have to leave it to anyone else. I’m sorry.
“Emi, what do you mean? I’m sorry.
“Do you now think you’ve cleaned up and tried to leave the company? I’m sorry.
“Emi, if the company wants to shut you down, you’ll never get mixed up in this circle again. I’m sorry.
“Think about it yourself. I’m sorry.
“People have to be smart. I’m sorry.
I don’t mind hanging up on the phone. I had no idea about the show.
We left with Chen and Linan on Sunday.
The other group also left two, one the only girl in their group and the other the younger man group.
He was told that he had seen people when he came out to the bathroom in the middle of the night and that he had left the next day to pack up.
So now it’s two to two.
Lynne would have wanted to leave, but the company refused to let her go back and allowed her to smoke more powder on the current heat.
The team brought the next day’s supplies and continued to exit the village, and after last night’s audio blast, more people were present.
A lot of people are waiting for tonight to see if something strange will continue to happen, and a lot of people are questioning whether it was the crew that bought the sailors.
At night, when the appointment was made, the man who was in the house last night had his face on the camera, and I moved the phone.
It’s not like it’s been playing “Damn it.” I’m sorry.
“God! Was that face alive?”
“Don’t you see the anchor? I’m sorry.
I deliberately looked to the right and left and wondered: “What do you see? I’m sorry.
“That face?
“You didn’t see it? I’m sorry.
I shook my head: “I didn’t see it. I’m sorry.
“…”
“Let’s believe in science. The purpose of this ensemble is to tell you that there is no god in the world. I’m sorry.
“Don’t scare yourself. I’m sorry.
The man who looked over his head at me, who had already revealed a shadow, looked at my true lie, and she took a deep breath and just pulled a smile. I’m sorry.
It is also best to send them away in the middle of the night when they are the strongest.
I got up and walked out the door, and Lynn was scared and wanted to follow.
I said, “You and I may be even more afraid.” I’m sorry.
Lynn Anne’s step stopped.
She continued to broadcast live and I came out of the house and stood in the middle of the village, far away from the whole village as if it were a fog.
“What’s your name, Wang Qin?” I said. I’m sorry.
“Do you have any wish yet? I’m sorry.
He shook his head: “My family is in the village, and they are all dead.” I’m sorry.
We turned to him and said: “What about those who killed you in that year? I’m sorry.
Then he went down with a little relief, and said, “For so many years, they should have been gone, and the harm will not be for their children. Forget it. I’m sorry.
“Okay, then I’ll start. I’m sorry.
My hands crossed a mouth in my hand, and blood came out, with blood on my fingertips drawn in the air, and at the last drop, there was a wind all around, as if countless people were running this way.
The letters are coagulated in the air, with golden light, spreading around.
9
I then saw countless shadows coming out of the house, and then neared the spell to become a little starlight and scattered in the air.
I turned to the house, and Lynne looked a little pale, and I came back and ran away: “Is my sister all right?” I’m sorry.
“It’s okay. I’ll show you something nice with my phone. I’m sorry.
I picked up my phone, and I took Lynn Anne, and the people in the studio were crouching to see what I could show them in the middle of the night.
Coming out of the house, I turned my cell phone outside, and the whole village was wrapped up in the light of the stars, as if there were countless fireflies.
It took a few minutes before the images slowly disappeared.
Everyone in the studio saw this.
“I love her so much. I’m sorry.
“It really looks good. I’m sorry.
The following day, a group of two other individuals proposed to withdraw because of the sudden movement of people in the house last night in the middle of the night, not only when they saw it, but also when they saw it.
They left the next day, just me and Lynn, and the rest of the night was peaceful.
The footage, which was broadcast live, was soon released, and a lot of it was cut off in order not to involve sensitive later stages.
I got word from Chen Yee in a few days. He called me.
On the other side of the phone, he was a little tired with his voice: “Bie, I was wrong, I really knew wrong.” I’m sorry.
“I still love you. Let’s make up. I’m sorry.
I hung up on the phone, and I saw Chen Xie again in a live studio, where the traffic was now destined for three products.
And Sundays seem like nothing.
When she came out of the village, she was on the air, leaving everything behind with Chen and leaving everything to Chen.
She cried to the camera, “I just loved someone so much that he would deceive me.” I’m sorry.
I have to say that the weekly public relations company hired her well and brought her out soon.
I don’t know what’s going on behind her, not only taking her out, but she quickly made a fairy tale with the Shinjuku, and she had a big wave of CP powder.
I’m not paying much attention to this, mainly because I don’t have time to deal with Sundays.
When I got out of the village, I was too busy with the choreographer of the choreographer’s prize, and I filmed the hysteria of linan and I whispered, “Sister, I’ll give you the opportunity to work with the Shadow King.” I’m sorry.
I looked at her, and I saw her spitting on me with her face on her face: “Song’s stench is cold and I hate him the most. I’m sorry.
“When he was home, he was colder than my dad looked. I’m sorry.
“I don’t want any chance of working with him. I’m sorry.
That’s when I knew that Lynn Anne was Song’s cousin.
When I was leaving, she pulled me, she put her toes in my ear and whispered, “He doesn’t have a girlfriend. I’m sorry.
“I love my sister. I’m sorry.
I’ve lost my smile. I’ve never seen Song Zhongnan.
Soon it will be time to work with Song Zhongnan as the spokesman for the jewels.
Look away, he’s standing in the crowd, and my eyes shine.
The strictness of the purple air wrapped in Song’s body is all good! For people like us, it’s like ordinary people see a pile of gold.
When I got close, Song Zhongnan did as Lynne said, cold and cold as an old man, and I didn’t get a single look at my business.
After that, I volunteered to approach, “Mr. Song, will you be free later?” I’m sorry.
“I’ll buy you dinner. I’m sorry.
He looked me in the eye and there was no one else around to pick up the frown. I’m sorry.
I nodded my head with no cover.
He laughed at me, and when I thought he was going to say yes, “No time.” I’m sorry.
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“Miss Jiang, you’re a bit behind in the way. I’m sorry.
Then I turned on my car and I stood there and I couldn’t remember.
This is the thing I left behind, mainly the three-bit product that the fucking company keeps taking, and I’m throwing a stack of masks at the company: “So you want me to fool around with this?” I’m sorry.
The broker looked at me and said, “Emi, you’re the company’s artist, and the company doesn’t feed you for nothing. I’m sorry.
“Or you can pay the default money and then go.” I’m sorry.
The very essence of the original principal contract was not looked at carefully, unless the contract expired, and once the settlement was a default in heaven’s price, the modest savings of the original owner were simply insufficient.
That’s what the company took. It’s what it did to me.
I took a deep breath and put the fire in my heart.
Well, then don’t blame me!
“Does Miss Jiang want to come to my studio?” I’m sorry.
When I turned around, I saw Song Tsai Nam walking in, and Li Fong saw Song Tsai Nam’s face change: “Mr. Song, dig someone into someone else’s company?” I’m sorry.
Song Zhongnan looked at her frown: “Well, if you say so, I’ll buy the company.” I’m sorry.
“Mr. Song, why are you here?” I’m sorry.
“If only you could tell me anything. I’m sorry.
I look at the scene and look at it, and it’s more exaggerating than the novels I read before. It’s life. I’ve seen it.
I went outside the office, and Song Zhongnan looked at me and said, “Miss Jiang isn’t going to buy me dinner? I’m sorry.
I’m a little speechless, “You didn’t say I was a cliché last time? I’m sorry.
“I like the old-fashioned way of doing things.” I’m sorry.
It was only when I sat on the table that I knew why Song Zhongnan had come and heard Anne talk about my situation.
After dinner, Song Su-nam gave me a ride home, and there was a smell of snorkels in the car, and he turned to me with his head in one hand: “Do you believe in fate?” I’m sorry.
I looked at him for nothing: “Are you saying that I have a destiny? I’m sorry.
Song Chi Nam smiles softly.
The car came to my door and just got out of the car and ran away with a shadow. Chen had no good looks. I’m sorry.
“I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.” I’m sorry.
As soon as Chen’s voice fell, Song’s voice came: “Miss Jiang, can I help you?” I’m sorry.
He looked at me by the car, with smoke in his mouth, and he lit a smoky smoky smoky, which was nothing like usual.
When Chen saw Song Zhongnan, he looked at me with a sudden realization: “No wonder you moved away so quickly, you had a better choice.” I’m sorry.
He betrayed me and I was speechless.
“I can handle it without it.” I’m sorry.
Then I went to Chen Xiao’s side, slowly approaching him, and Chen saw a little surprise coming close to my eyes, and I was standing there without saying anything. I’m sorry.
He looked up to me with his head, and then I gently put my hand on his shoulder, and his eyes looked far away, and his pupils magnified.
All the pictures were in his head the night he died.
And I turned away, and his ass fell on the floor, and he said, “No, no. I’m sorry.
Then he stood up and cried out and ran away.
Chen Xiao’s life has been like this, and his luck has been cut off. His second half of his life has brought poverty to an end, at the expense of the past.
Eleven.
I turned my head towards Song Zhongnan, and I saw him before he left. “Why isn’t Mr. Song leaving for my house? I’m sorry.
Then I saw Song Sunan’s foot down the gas door, and the car drove so far.
I laughed into the house.
Song Shunan has a reputation. I go to him almost every day.
I’m sorry, I can’t say no to this.
– It really smells good.
I must take him down! Several months of efforts have finally borne fruit.
When he made the film, he saw Song Jinnan’s car parked outside, with his sunglasses, shaking off his window: “I’ll take you back in time. I’m sorry.
When I arrived at my door, Song Zhongnan followed me out of the car: “Why don’t you invite me to your house today? I’m sorry.
I took my frown home with Song Tonam, who sat on the couch with a bit of frenziedness, and when I brought warm water, he took a look at me, and said, “Listen, Anne, there have been a lot of people who have been trying to get hot with you lately. I’m sorry.
I looked at him and wanted to wait for him to say, “No, no, no, no, no, no, no. I’ll let the company give you.” I’m sorry.
I came near him on purpose, and laughed in his ear, “What if I thought?” I’m sorry.
He looked up to my eyes red, but he took it very seriously: “I think, if I had to, why not choose the best one? I’m sorry.
It was my intention to stay and not leave.
I have a good relationship with Song. Everyone in the company knows it.
While I was with Song Zhongnan, I was obsessed with his virtues almost every day.
And he’s on the air with Sunday’s TV, and there’s a time when the handsome and beautiful fairy-spring pop pop pops up, and people keep cutting two-person videos.
“Why don’t I send a tweet?” I’m sorry.
I’ve been swinging, and if the government says I can’t be powdered with cp and my girlfriends, I’ve slipped to a Sunday photo, and almost forgot to deal with her.
But I don’t think I need to do it.
That’s why she’s not only unlucky, but she’s back on fire because of this.
It’s not something she can contain.
On Valentine’s Day, Song Tonam bought a microblog with flowers: “The most beautiful flower for you.” I’m sorry.
The only thing that’s ever happened is the latest television show with the Sunday moon, which everyone guessed about.
There’s a lot of people down there.
“Oh, sweet. I’m sorry.
“The Civil Administration has moved you two. I’m sorry.
“Please get married. I’ll eat the dog’s food. I’m sorry.
I had a girlfriend who yelled at me, but it didn’t hurt.
I thought it was a fan’s wish, and who knows that there was a microblogging over the weekend: flowers are good, but people are more important.
It’s so sweet down there. I’m sorry.
“I did it once.
“Is this a two-way relationship?” I’m sorry.
Song Zhongnan was unconscious, and he handed me flowers. I’m sorry.
I put my phone down, and the page is a weekly tweet.
As soon as his eyes were washed, his eyebrow wrinkled, and he explained, “I have nothing with her. I’m sorry.
Before I spoke, he took up his cell phone and sent a tweet: Don’t come over and thank you, my girlfriend will be angry.
Next, there’s a question mark, and everyone knows who Song Zhongnan is talking about.
She was mocked by her friends on Sunday, and she deleted the tweet.
A few days later, I saw the Sunday season, and she was sitting in her office, and her face was already very dark, and she was still wearing that medal around her neck.
I was looking for Sunday to break the cause and effect of the original, but at this point it seems she doesn’t need me.
She looked at me with a bit of pride on my chin: “I’m still on fire now.” I’m sorry.
“Emi, you can’t beat me. I’m sorry.
One month later, when the Red Star had died in a hotel, the police had made a preliminary determination that it was a mental disorder that led to death.
There’s a lot of good Internet friends on the Internet who say she’s been turned back with the Zhou Fry.
When I saw the news of the Sunday death, I was relieved and felt perfectly in my body and soul, and the bitterness of my father had disappeared.
When winter came, Song Tonan took me back to Song’s house, and Lin Anan snuck up his thumb and pulled me to the side and whispered, “Sister, I knew you’d get your cousin.” I’m sorry.
“You don’t know how much they like you. Before, they all thought there was something wrong with your cousin. I’m sorry.
“Even my aunt says even if he gets a man back. I’m sorry.
“I saw you today, and my aunt was completely relieved. I’m sorry.
In the spring of the following year, I received a marriage certificate with Song Zhongnan, and I issued him both a microblog, a copy of which was a marriage certificate, and then Ait.
The direct paralysis of the Weibo fever search was followed by a second Weibo, both of whom announced a retreat.
Song Zhongnan: Go home and inherit.
I’m going home to be Mrs. Song.
SONG Zhongnan Weibo is full of “Master, are you short of slaves?” I’m sorry.
“Ooh, I’m lost and I want to be employed on the same day. I’m sorry.
And my tweets are like, “The revenge of the husband is not shared.” I’m sorry.
“Uh, wept and wept for 99. I’m sorry.
“Mrs. Song, thank you for coming.” I’m sorry.
I nodded to him and laughed: “No, no, no, no, no, no. I’m sorry.
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I’m in love.
The first few, 100 days, and it’s like a new passion.
Lee Xiao Knife, wait!
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
