Give you wood.
Give you wood.
The first few, 100 days, and it’s like a new passion.
At the party, I looked at the face of the other man and accidentally drank too much.
When I get back, I’m gonna get drunk, I’m gonna hold my cell phone, and I’m gonna use a large number and I’m gonna tweet:
“Scrambling and scrambling and talking and letting me go. A thousand steps.”
When I woke up, I looked hotter and cried more than my sister died.
Because of me, Art is wrong.
One.
Turning on Twitter, the hot search on it is making a mockery of my stupidity.
# The 18-line star dared to take a step #
# Scrambling and scrambling #
The following comments are even more difficult to read.
“Let’s get the fuck out of here. I’m sorry.
“Uh, Moo is happy with the name, um… with all due respect, I haven’t heard of it. I’m sorry.
“I don’t know which pheasant flies out. I’m sorry.
I can’t look at the agent’s face in the dark.
“The face of Chu Zhen is so much like a drink. I drank too much when I was careful. I’m sorry.
The agent Ran directly shouted:
“So why did you say “Ette” to me? You’re the bald assistant director of Art. I wouldn’t be so desperate! I’m sorry.
I don’t know what to say.
Chu is my god.
And who dares to mess with that man?
Give me ten balls and I won’t touch his heat!
As for the second hot search, why am I so upset?
He’s so gentle, he smiles at me, and he’s covering for me.
It was hard for me to add that he believed, and said, “Hello, Mr. Chu, I am Moo’s joy.” I’m sorry.
The first thing he said was, “Go away!” I’m sorry.
I feel like I’ve been thrown out of my pocket. Can I stop crying?
The broker snuck me out of the sofa with a quail.
I delivered the fruit knife to my hand with a sense of humor: “Come on, give me a jolly one. I’m sorry.
The agent threw me back and shot the ash on the bullet.
She shook her head and groaned: “Looks like the 18 lines already don’t hold you…”
I thought it inspired the broker’s hidden background, and the surprise smile was about to surface.
“Mofe? You’re the daughter of some entertainment company chief? I’m sorry.
She didn’t even look at me, and she said, “Enjoy me to go to the 18th floor and change.” I’m sorry.
I’m:
All these years of relationships have ended up being mispaid.
I sat on the floor in front of the couch and almost cried, “Well, what now?”
Ran with her legs on her cell phone, “You better pray that you don’t be torn to pieces by a thousand-step fan.” I’ll give you back a thousand steps!”
The next second, Ran’s cell phone snapped on the floor.
I was so busy crawling over to the floor and looking at the screen.
Watching the new round of hot searches, my voice sounded like a human voice:
“Gah”? I’m sorry.
Two.
A note with a little “hot” tail hanging at the top of the menu:
# Who gave you the guts to sit down at Etburn #
There’s a question mark on my head.
It’s not easy to get in there and look at it. Under my drinking-crazed microblogging, a thousand-step response has been put to the top.
“Who gave you the courage of Aitbon?” I’m sorry.
It’s a hundred hits.
I’m sure I did.
That’s bullshit. Open the fucking door.
This is crazy.
Is this really coming out of your mouth? Are you going to make a decision?
My focus has been on a thousand steps, but it is clear that the understanding of the netizens of this session is not exactly the same as mine.
“A thousand Shadows didn’t deny the little dork’s tweets, so what did he mean by that? Cry.jpg.”
“No, I don’t believe it. I only believe the second sentence! My brother’s letting the little fucker go! I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
It’s a salt jar.
Your brother’s going to be a boss, so why don’t you go and scream?
What’s the point of holding me here?
It’s not over yet, and the wind is getting worse:
“He must have stolen my brother’s number and set himself up for his own play. I’m sorry.
“That’s it. Get out of here! I’m sorry.
I watched the topic #Moo Ji-Yu Thieves rise.
You can get me anything.
If you don’t get what you want, you’ll have to show us a dead man.
Oh, by the way:
Hot search, clean and clean.
She’s still there with her big mouth around her.
“Congratulations on your success in moving from the 18th line to the 18th line, which steals the heat.” I’m sorry.
I was on the couch, and I looked at the ceiling without a heart: “What’s the difference?” I’m sorry.
“The difference is, you’ve mentioned a new name: “Mugger! I’m sorry.
Why don’t you just call me a mooch?
This shit hasn’t been solved yet, and the director called and said he’d need some shots.
I yelled at my dead cell phone, “What else do you want to do with it? I’m sorry.
Or are you wearing clothes and shoes?
No way, man under the roof, had to bow.
As soon as he got to the set, the director looked at me and looked like he was angry.
I’ve been in the entertainment business for years, and the director of the small productions despises me.
The next second, the director’s face suddenly turned and smiled up.
I’m going to look up and have a nice smile.
This director, he’s coming.
I didn’t expect him to skip me and walk behind me.
I close my smile for a second and pretend nothing happened.
Turning around, watching the director step on the accelerated little steps up and laughing,
“I’m sorry to take your time. I’m sorry.
When I saw a thousand-step car parked by the side of the road, I felt the balance.
Shadows have to work overtime, and I’m on the 18th line.
The door was opened, the sound of the shoes fell and the long legs covered in black panty were slowly stretched out.
He wore a black mask and showed only one eye.
Deep, cold, remote.
One eye can guess what the face under the mask looks like.
He’s like the man in the comic.
A pair of long white hands reached out to fix the neck of a black shirt, with a slight drop in the hair of the lower forehead.
Stranger like a son.
A thousand steps is still a cold, moony image of your son, and there does not seem to be a half a cent of the money involved.
That’s good. I’ve got another one for the burglary.
3
It’s a small production, and I don’t know how to agree to it.
At the time, the director called out to his family’s grave.
There’s a thousand steps off, small productions are going straight up to plus.
The camera to be filled is one of the only scenes I’ve ever had with my rivals.
Looking at the script in hand, the memory that is not yet completely dead suddenly snaps at me.
The story is: I played a role in drinking with a man who played a thousand steps, and I tried to get drunk, but I was drunk.
Dude, it’s got to do with my fucking hot search.
I looked at the glass in front of me and saliva.
With a thousand steps of professional service, I think he might have a real drink.
But I can’t. I’ll pour three.
But if I had a problem with that, I’d have figured out how bald co-director would get me.
He will look at me first, then he will say, “You will not be Aristotle’s sister, Janisto.” I’m sorry.
I’m cheering myself up, CPU. This is a sacrifice for art.
Suddenly, a shadow was cast around them and the cedars were fragranced.
He walked away to pick up the glass and put it back.
Quietly said to the people next to him: “Replace the wine with water.” I’m sorry.
I’m having a bad time. That’s a good idea. I’m talking about my heart.
I’m tired of getting tired of a thousand steps.
Thinking about that hot search, I think he’s really stolen.
But I didn’t steal it.
Look at the wine cups and the scripts and I’m suddenly blessed.
I told you it was from the movie!
It’s true that I’m too deeply involved and that the mood at the party was so unstable that I made such an argument.
And who made me play in the play was the love of the man who played the thousand steps…
I’m sorry, I’m exaggerating. I’m actually the man’s number N licking dog.
I’ve been asked why I’m hanging on a hot search? Why don’t you erase the tweets?
A joke. Is that what I want to hang up on? I can’t delete my tweets as a trigger, whether they’re tough or not.
It’s not true.
That’s not the best way to handle it.
I’m sorry about that, but now we’re going to make it up.
Get dressed, get dressed, get everything ready.
According to the script, I took a sip from the wine cup and snuck a sip from the mouth.
How does it feel a little bitter?
Before it came out, he took it and drank it.
I was just going to say the line, and the glass fell on the ground in front of me.
His eyebrow is wrinkled and his voice is ten percent cold: “Who swapped water for wine?” I’m sorry.
The director’s dead. I forgot to scream.
It’s like the sound of a thousand steps turned around in my head, and my brain was stuck for seconds.
I saw it when I saw it again.
Myself.
4
I looked down and looked at myself in a slightly familiar man’s dress.
And look at the low-pressure myself across the street. I seem to understand something.
I’m a thousand steps away… and my soul is changing!
At this point, the director finally said, “Cut!” I’m sorry.
The staff members were busy picking up wine glasses on the ground and the proprietors ran away and the scene was a little messy.
The director’s face was a little panicking, and the things he threw in his hand stood up.
He came, he came, he came towards me.
The director apologized, “I’m sorry, Mr. Chien, it’s our fault we didn’t check the props. I’m sorry.
I saw a thousand steps across my face.
He slowly shook his head.
I’m going to close my face and I’m not talking.
The director was not sure why he was so angry about this, but it didn’t matter.
All he needs to know is that he’s pissed off and now he’s gonna calm down.
The director went on to say, “We’ll take care of it. I’m sorry.
I see a little bit of a tumble over there.
I received a signal, and I noded to the director, and the signal shot could go on.
Now that I’ve changed my identity, I’m the man now.
Knowing this problem, I’m like that little bitch eating peppers– jalapeño claws.
Is it possible that a man like me can handle this?
Forget it, I’m not gonna kill me anyway.
That’s not true.
Cut! I’m sorry.
Cut! I’m sorry.
Cut! I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Several times after the NG, the director watched the movie star fall and his glasses fall.
The 18-line star has suddenly increased, making it difficult.
The assistant director, bald-headed, smitten his hair and laughed, and said, “Is it too tired for you to take a break from a thousand teachers? I’m sorry.
I tried to nod my head.
The head wasn’t finished yet, and the thousand-step walk to grab my arm and go to the restroom.
He let go of my arm and looked up at me and bit my teeth.
“Moo Changjo! I’m a cold man. Why are you acting like a monkey in Mt. I’m sorry.
I’m:
He insulted not only me, but also my acting, even the monkeys!
But I can’t believe you remember my name!
Mom, I’m out.
I can’t tell you how rich I am. He’s got the script, he’s got it.
The Shadow King is a Shadow King, and the King can bring me up with brass.
It’s almost time for me to say no to the place: “Don’t worry, I’ll screw this up.” I’m sorry.
“…”
“Action! I’m sorry.
I’ll play that part again, as a close-door student of a thousand Shadows!
“Okay! Cut!”
The director finally showed satisfaction, and I’m relieved.
All the shots were over, but the director was more like a thousand-step speech. I’m sorry.
My name can be said so many times in the director’s mouth. It’s a good time for life.
After that, I turned around and got into a thousand-step car with my own simple, some rotten babysitting car.
Then he returned to his home, a thousand steps.
Once the door was opened, a figure came in from behind me in a way that was too quick to hide.
I’m gonna close the door and stand at the door with my big eyes.
I looked down at him by my height:
“Tell me what’s going on, dear Mr. Schoolgrass. I’m sorry.
I’m actually a college student, and he’s the president of the student council, and he’s the school character, and the only drawback is that he’s blind and can’t remember his name.
And I am…
I’m a pretty, useless piece of shit.
I also have a beautiful name called the vase.
“Why do you think I let them change their drinks to water?” I’m sorry.
I almost said, “Is it because I can’t drink?” I’m sorry.
But it’s good that I have a little sense of reason, and I don’t put any gold on my face. I’m sorry.
‘Cause I have a superpower, and if I drink the same drink with someone else, I’ll swap with that person’s soul. I’m sorry.
5
When you drink the same wine, you switch souls?
And suddenly it feels like the world’s magic.
And I looked not far from the Corkids, and I said, “What if you and the dogs had the same drink?” I’m sorry.
It’s like you’re not gonna talk to me.
I suddenly thought of something, and I jumped off the couch, and I was so excited:
Did you send that? Did you and Chu Yan switch souls at the party? I’m sorry.
“It’s me.” I’m sorry.
Then I feel like there’s nothing wrong with Art.
I sat back with my cheeks on my back, and I said, “How can you let me go?” I’m sorry.
The air pressure was suddenly low, and I was pulled down by my hand with my cheeks on.
“Get away from Chu. I’m sorry.
“Why?”
“You’ll know that by then.” I’m sorry.
Come on, let’s change the subject. We can’t talk anymore.
And I pointed at him, and I pointed at myself, and I asked, “How can we get back after the exchange?” I’m sorry.
The breath of a thousand steps has suffocated, “A hour of automatic return.” I’m sorry.
I was just trying to say something, and he added, “But this time I don’t know what’s going on with the bug, and it’s been hours since it’s been changed back.” I’m sorry.
I’m making a voice that doesn’t look like a human being. I’m sorry.
How come I got the bug out?
A thousand steps away from walking towards that big liquor cabinet.
“Try on the swap. I’m sorry.
A thousand years later…
Several bottles of expensive wine are on the tea table, with only one cup in the middle.
My body is three cups down, so a thousand steps can only snuggle and pass it to me.
It was hard to get over it. I siped and closed my eyes.
In five seconds I opened my eyes and I looked down and looked at myself.
A thousand steps to open another bottle, “Perhaps this type of wine isn’t working. Try something else. I’m sorry.
“Try this again. I’m sorry.
“Try this. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
We tried almost all the wine in a thousand-step walker or didn’t get it back.
A thousand steps to the couch, red cheeks.
His voice was soft: “I don’t think it’s going to work just for drinking.” I’m sorry.
At this point, I also asked, with a bit of intoxication and vagueness: “Do you want to do something that is not simple?” I’m sorry.
A glass of wine fell off a thousand steps, swayed and took a drink.
And then he took me, leaning down into my mouth.
The fragrance of wine spreads between lips, combining the cedars with the smell of wood. I heard a heart beating, I don’t know if it’s his or mine.
It’s all right, anyway.
The face of a thousand steps is a little reder than just now, and the cold air seems to have been lost. My first reaction was…
Did my body ingestion too much alcohol, instinctively ecstasy, to pull a thousand-step soul off the altar?
When he wakes up to think about it, it won’t be S. I’ll shut up.
The more I think about it, the faster my brain goes, the faster my hands push him away.
Six.
Who could think of me for 20 years, the first time in my life was with myself.
And, after all this sacrifice, it didn’t come back.
Yes, we did.
Crying without place.
A thousand-step cough, shrunk to the sofa, looked weak and helpless, looked at my face like a bitch.
It’s as if I’m the unrecognizable scum.
I opened my mouth and closed it again.
It’s hard to say.
I stood up and cried, “I’m going to the bathroom. I’m sorry.
“Don’t go! @Ambassah: #Jan25 #Jan25 pic.twitter.com/Jan25 #Feb14
I turned my head and I couldn’t figure out why. I’m sorry.
It’s a little red in the ear, and the lips move and nothing is said.
But who am I? They call me the oldest wu turtle.
Looks like he’s nervous, I get it.
I smiled like a hooligan, down my head, and looked like I’d swept my feet.
Well… it’s the toes.
“Don’t look down on yourself. I won’t laugh at you…”
I was blindfolded and my hand was pulled forward.
My two hands waved in vain, and I didn’t forget to take advantage of them: “You won’t be able to hide from the first one.” I’m sorry.
He will not speak, but will die in my eyes, and will not leave a stitch.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion or something. I thought I heard him say, “I want to see what will happen sooner or later.” I’m sorry.
Why didn’t I dream till night?
When I came back to the living room, I kept my mouth shut and looked like a small man.
Oh, that’s a mistake. It’s a pretty girl.
“Did you forget I’m using your body now?” I’m sorry.
I’m going to take the big teeth and keep my mouth shut.
That’s because we can’t eat.
I can’t get it back today. I’m just getting ready to take a thousand steps back to my little low-end house.
“I have an ad tomorrow.” I’m sorry.
The implication is perfect.
I’m in such a beautiful mood that it’s gone away.
Can I get an ad like that?
“Can we not go?” I’m sorry.
Thinking about it, I added another sentence: “I have a stomach ache tomorrow. I’m sorry.
“You think you’re a prophet?” I’m sorry.
I threw away my pillow and looked at him.
Damn it, why don’t I just let a thousand steps go and dance?
I looked outside and said:
“It’s not actually a commercial. I’m sorry.
My eyes will shine.
“It’s a PK for the ad. I’m sorry.
I pulled my head off again.
How about a commercial?
“PK is for Chu. I’m sorry.
And when I heard this, I lifted my head and said, “What is it?”
In a few seconds, I was in the mood of a roller coaster.
“Ah, with my body, you will only be far away.” I’m sorry.
“But if you deliberately lose to him, I’ll screw up your vicious female role. I’m sorry.
I said, “What’s going on?” # #
It’s free. I know even the part I’m auditioning for.
But I disagree with his last words.
Because I don’t have to lose on purpose.
“There can only be one in me and Chu Qian, if PK fails…”
In the words of a thousand steps, I was given a profound look.
I’m glad I didn’t read it, or he scared me.
Maybe it’s just me who learned. I’m really the first to hear about PK.
I waved, I looked generous:
“What’s the word? We need to go to PK himself. I’m sorry.
“Flicker’s Globe Advocate.” I’m sorry.
When I didn’t say anything.
Flicker’s spokesperson, that’s what it takes, after all, to get 18-lines like me, 10,000 against almost one.
I’m ready to die, and I’m going to blow my sleeves up, “Come on, how do you have to prepare, what scripts, all of them to me!” I’m sorry.
“The theme of the film is unknown. I’m sorry.
Pull it down and bury it. The doctor’s dead.
7
The next day, I arrived at the shooting site with a dying determination.
Flicker is not only a world-renowned brand of jewellery, but also a world-leading brand, unique. The selection of Fliker Globe spokesmen, even the two great actors in the entertainment business, is a good example.
But, Fliker, not just a new season of spokespersons, but even the latest product on the subject of PK has not been revealed, and everyone outside is looking forward to it.
At 9:00 a.m., the staff was almost all here, and I looked at the people around me, and I was a little timid.
It is also surrounded, always with a polite smile and self-confidence.
There was a prop glass on the stage, and it was even more laughter when the sharp eyes fell on it.
Through the crowd, he looked me in the eye, and his eyes were full of provocation.
I suddenly thought of what I had to say yesterday.
I can guess what I think.
At the last party, Chu changed his identity by mistake and a thousand steps.
So, he deliberately switched to real wine the props that I used to use when I left the camera.
All I had to do was trade me for a thousand steps, let me take a thousand steps to the PK, lose to him.
Maybe there’s something else in the wine that we can’t get back.
Yuck, a gentle man is a mean little man.
I want to tear his fake face apart.
But I can’t help but think about the next PK.
I’ve got two hands in my heart.
“The faith girl would like to let a thousand steps die of vegetarianism in exchange for the speech of Flikker this time. I’m sorry.
After a brief introductory statement by the person in charge, it was finally the most stressful point.
And my eyes were not blinking at the silk that was covered.
The moment I saw the whole jewelry show, my eyebrow jumped so hard.
This is really… good job!
8
The venom.
It’s a very precious piece of gas, accompanied by an attractive ferocious ferocious wind.
It’s like a turbo that attracts you.
It doesn’t match a thousand-step high-cold style, nor does it match a very gentle temperament.
But, come with me!
I’m a hot, vicious woman with a professional. Isn’t that the kind of style I can handle?
That’s the style that Fliker never tried, and the moment the theme was revealed was a shock to everyone.
I took a look in the direction I thought he looked ugly.
Next is the PK each to prepare for their own site.
I returned the look of the provocation to Chu, leaving with my head and chest.
The time to prepare is only half an hour.
Half an hour later, I took care of the red leisure suit and the red hair-stained blue-bracketed pine.
I touched a thorny earring in my left ear, leaning on the high stage, making an impervious move that a thousand steps could never have been done in my life, with a ring hand hanging around the rails and lazy eyes.
It’s tempting, but not losing.
I heard the sound of inhaling around, and my mouth rose.
It’s like the photographer owed him 8 million.
Faces don’t match, looks don’t match, moves don’t match, make-up only goes side by side with jewelry.
There is no need for too much comparison to produce results.
Obviously, I’m better suited for this jewelry.
I’ll remember to tell him he’s gonna be a vegetarian for life.
When I left the scene, I passed by Chu and said with a voice that only two people could hear:
“Hello, Mr. Chu. I’m sorry.
Then he smiled, and said with the same low voice, “What is the matter with you, and you will not be able to return, and all I have is a chance to do to you.” I’m sorry.
There’s a lot of reporters out there, so I didn’t go back to him, but I was worried:
“Mr. Chu, you’re a little blue, aren’t you having a bad kidney? I’m sorry.
People around me ate the look of a melon:
“I’ll go. Is the rumor true? I’m sorry.
“I think it’s possible. Why else would he look so fake? And didn’t the paparazzi get it before? Except he’s got a rumor and bought a sailor…”
I watched a hot search of my own #True kidneys, and I was so happy.
Back in a thousand steps to resign, the official Flicker had sent a quick message from his spokesperson.
I sat on the sofa and my eyes were dark.
“What’s wrong with a thousand Shadows? I’m sorry.
“This is my face.” I’m sorry.
Half a day of running, I feel a little thirsty.
Just thinking about getting water, I suddenly saw a strange little bottle at the corner of the table.
It’s got a puppy on it.
“Isn’t there another bottle of wine? I can’t believe I didn’t take it out yesterday. I’m sorry.
When I fell on my face and took a sip of it, it wasn’t in my shadow that I said:
“That’s for dogs. I’m sorry.
When my hands slip, the glass falls on the table, and a fine line flows down the table leg.
“Does it taste good? I’m sorry.
“Ooh. “A little Corky, about three months ago, came along with a fat ass and smelled on the ground.
“Girl! I’m sorry.
But it’s too late, and little Corky put out a pink little tongue, and he licked a few drops of wine on the floor.
Then a familiar sense of dizziness came.
I opened my eyes, and I looked up and I saw a big furry slipper.
I was lying on a thousand-step slipper and two dog claws carrying the hairy gray dog ears on the slipper.
I’ve got an MMP that doesn’t know what to say.
Why can’t I change my words with a thousand steps?
A thousand-step speech seems to understand my face, leaning over and touching my head, moving softly, and talking so hard.
“Maybe it’s easier for the same kind to switch, Wood. I’m sorry.
I suspect he’s scolding me, but I have no proof.
So here’s the thing: a thousand-step walk in the body is little Kirky, and a thousand steps in the body is me.
So the dog left a drop of his drink in his body and managed to get it back.
It’s a little complicated. It needs to be nice.
Then I’ll switch with Corky, and somehow it won’t come back.
So the story went from “I swapped with the Shadow King’s Soul” to “I swapped with the Shadow King’s Dog Soul.”
One step away from holding the little Corky.
To be precise, it’s me who has Kirky’s appearance.
And I was in his chest, and I squeezed like anger.
A thousand steps to put a tablet on my leg and hold my dog’s paw and electric pen and make me type on it.
I had a hard time manipulating it and banging on it, “What about my choreography tomorrow?” Did you ask Kirky to do it for me? I’m sorry.
It’s very important that the broker paid for it. If I dot, I can’t think.
The thousand-step speech above the top of the head makes a happy laugh and stretches out my ear.
Damn it, I’m a dog. This dog man can laugh.
It’s like a bad idea.
“You can’t get here because you’re sick, so your love will do your job. I’m sorry.
“The outsiders don’t know it’s my dog, you say it’s yours. I’m sorry.
“So you can join the ensemble.” I’m sorry.
“The consequence may be to give a lot of netizens the impression that dogs are smarter than you. I’m sorry.
“But it’s okay, it’s already true. I’m sorry.
I’d like to spit on a long line of fragrances, but I can’t talk right now, so I have to keep it short:
“Who’s holding me?”
I stomped on his face with my soft hair, and said strangely gentle:
“I am. I’m sorry.
The list of guest speakers is before me in a thousand steps.
His name is in the column.
Beyond that, there’s Zhuang.
He said: “It is important that you remove his other arrangement and let the manager talk to the director. I’m sorry.
I grunted twice to make myself clear.
“I’m here for you. It’s so fraternal. It’s so full.”
I typed up high, and I suddenly took my pen and knocked on my head.
“What kind of crap is that in your head? I’m sorry.
I pulled him off, signaled him to give me the pen.
The wood used my body to sleep in the guest’s room.
What am I supposed to do? I can’t sleep in a kennel, can I?
“Where am I going to sleep tonight? I’m sorry.
“What a coincidence, there’s only one guest room in my house.” I’m sorry.
“So you’ll have to sleep with me. I’m sorry.
No, no, no.
I’m a Koki. I’m not human.
He was lying on his bed in a pyjamas and was so tightly wrapped.
I snuggled in the corner and grunted with some disappointment.
I heard the humming, and suddenly, I grabbed it, and I stepped on his chest, and I looked in my eyes and asked:
“What’s wrong with wood? I’m sorry.
I looked up in the eye. Did he take a shower and forget I wasn’t real?
I didn’t react to a thousand-step speech, reaching out my finger two times to my nose.
Then put me in my arms and closed my eyes.
“Good night, Wood. I’m sorry.
The dog’s nose is so sensitive that I can’t sleep without smelling his scent.
I’d like to wake him up with a paw.
I suddenly realized it wasn’t easy to be a dog.
There was a wind outside in the middle of the night, and I woke up and I kept rolling around.
“Don’t make a scene, please.” I’m sorry.
I roll my body right in the spot.
It’s not wood! It’s not wood!
I can feel my heart pounding all the time, and if the dog gets blushing, then I’m…
Great. I don’t have to sleep after midnight.
9
The scene was a playground on the outskirts of the city.
He walked in his arms and I fell down on his shoulder and fell asleep.
Everyone’s clothes are custom-made by the program and their names are written behind them.
And I’m wearing the same custom-made pet dress, which says three big words, “Moo-joo.”
A lot of people are already coming in from the live studios of the Concertation.
Everyone on the air is saying:
“Why did Mu’s joyful pet come from a thousand Shadows?” I’m sorry.
Almost every curtain speaks of me and a thousand steps, and there is no doubt that the face is blue again.
I swear, I didn’t buy a sailor.
The curtain continues:
“Happy Moo, was it the one who searched for the White Shadow two days ago? I’m sorry.
“It was a bit confusing at the time. Now look at it…”
“I’m not going to fall down. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
The show will begin, and all guests will need two or two teams to complete the next level.
I was brought in as a dog with a thousand steps, and I could only say in a thousand steps.
Our team’s name is Moo-Tai.
First level, listen to melody and choose the song name.
Listen to this. I’m a vase, but a vase.
Yes, please call me Little Prince of Music.
Of course, I’m a musical puppy now, and it’s natural to tell the tunes of these popular music.
When the first song started to sound, I had reached out to the dog’s paws and pushed the button.
The camera gave me the right answer with my nose.
The hosts were shocked.
“The answer is yes.” I’m sorry.
It’s not surprising that the screen is hot as well.
A thousand steps to hold me and kiss me on my forehead.
When I saw it, it was all the more crazy:
“A thousand Shadow Kings he kissed the dog of Mu, and the dog of Mu, I’m sorry.
I threw my head away.
You’re not going to leave a dog alone.
“In these days, even a dog is worse. I’m sorry.
“My brother and I are dogs, come on! Get me a rope! I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I stepped on a thousand steps to lift my dog’s claws on the side of the kite, two strokes of it.
The sound of an ear pours out, like an empty valley phantom, and even more like a dose of tranquilizer, so as to condensate the already noisy scene for one second, two seconds, three seconds…
“I’m a good boy. Who forgot to drink the soup?” I’m sorry.
“This is not Kirky, this is God! I’m sorry.
He took me back and his head was in his arms.
For the top camera, his hand squeezed my ear, and he explained it in a flattering way:
“Follow the Lord. I’m sorry.
This musical puppy shakes his head, and he’s very proud.
“Aah-aah-aah! Help, reason tells me the way, but it’s really good! I’m sorry.
“Does the upstairs sisters forget their head? This is clearly the love house and Wu! I’m sorry.
“Stand up the flag of Mu’s foot! I’m sorry.
There’s a musical puppy sitting in town, and we’re coming to the second level with the number one.
Shooting competition.
Oh, ho, I can do this! I’m the archer!
Of course, it’s from school to get the dolls and balloons.
But I was just having a good time, and I just fell.
In this situation, even if I do not have any more false arrows, I have no power.
Because… this short leg can’t hold up the bow and arrow.
It’s like saying it to me on purpose:
“Alas, what do I do? I shoot bad. I’m sorry.
I hit him with my short legs and my eyes were full of anger.
It’s amazing to see what’s happening on our side.
The race began, and Chu Zheng was the first to enter the game, with a bow and arrow in his head and a half a day of grinding out.
His three arrows are seven rings, eight rings, nine rings.
Then, much more.
I scratched my crotch, and he held my paw in his back and whispered:
“Take it easy. I’m sorry.
I was lying in his coat and I had only one head out of the collar.
In a thousand steps, two arrows were taken from staff members, playing with bows and arrows.
Put the two arrows together, put them in positions, bend their bows and arrows.
Chu Zheng was still there, “You don’t have to make it.”
The next second, his face went black.
The photographer first gave a big close-up to Chu’s big black face and then slowly turned to the target.
10
Two rings!
I was happy to bow him, hum.
It was a little bit like that.
The presenter never talks about anything.
“What was Chu’s point? I’m sorry.
Chu Zheng ate his face and boasted of a thousand steps to the camera with tears.
The words of a thousand steps have been rebukeed:
“That’s too much. It’s no better than Mr. Chu’s sword. I’m sorry.
I’m happy to roll. I’ve never seen a thousand steps like this before.
When the third arrow is up, everyone knows it’s gonna be ten.
However, when the arrow was about to be fired, the staff member in the back suddenly fell and hit a thousand steps.
This “sudden” thing is so “sudden” that you can fall on your feet.
There is a smell of money in the air.
The bow and arrow of his thousand-step escape were directed in the direction.
On a thousand rounds, accompanied by a parabolic line, my whole body flew out and kicked a bow and arrow.
Then he fell down and fell in a thousand steps.
The flinching arrows were flying with the sound of the emptiness, and the arrows were not targeted.
This arrow is still the right target.
He held me up and rubbed his face with my head:
“My wood is so strong, it’s a ten ring. I’m sorry.
He said he gave Chu a provocative look, as if he had four big words on his face:
“Dogs are worse.”
A line of bullets passed through the live air:
“Mumberwood, tell me what color sack I like! I’m sorry.
“Through the other side, I found something wrong with his bones and sent them to my house for a look. I’m sorry.
“You’re going to sound too loud to my eyes. I’m sorry.
And one of the screens says:
“I don’t know if I’m saying it right, but did Moi give her all his intelligence? I’m sorry.
I don’t think so.
It’s harmless and humiliating.
“I am so curious by what you say about Moo. I’m sorry.
“Don’t be curious, let’s say it’s nice to say it’s worth it, to have an IQ. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
All the remaining levels were successfully completed with the perfect cooperation of one dog and one dog, while the team of Moo-Tang CP powder grew stronger.
At the end of the first day of the assignment, the guests will be able to return to the room reserved for the programme.
He put me in a huge pocket of his coat, and in his pocket he had the velvet, especially warm.
I took my claws to the edge of my pocket and showed my eyes and looked out.
Each room had a sign on its door, which contained the name of the guest in question.
The other guests had only one cameraman, followed by several photographers and staff after a thousand steps.
I have to say, this photographer can do things.
Because there are six big words on the sign on the door of a thousand steps:
“A thousand-step speech and joy.”
In the moment of the sign, the CP CP “Murks” went crazy:
“Save me, there’s a billion dots to do. I’m sorry.
“Even if I’m on CP, it’s the first time I’ve ever seen the Lord do it! I’m sorry.
He! I’m sorry.
In a few minutes, this photo of the room sign has been made into a CP flag.
I didn’t even go to the bathroom.
I heard someone say to a thousand steps:
“I’m so sorry that you didn’t have time to prepare your dog’s nest for time. I’m sorry.
“No, wood and I will sleep.” I’m sorry.
You don’t have to see, the CPs are so excited they can’t type.
“Sisters, CP Pink Springs! I’m sorry.
“Mu’s joy must have slept with the wood, and the wood with the thousand. So Mu-jian slept with a thousand Shadows! I’m sorry.
“You know the equivalent. I’m sorry.
Close the door and take me to bed and take a shower.
God damn it! Don’t you need a bath?
I jumped out of bed and scratched his bathroom door.
You won’t get comfortable without me.
Who knows when the water stops after two scratches.
Even more alarming, this guy opened the door!
Thanks to my shortness, I can only see his calves, and the water ticks and ticks on the floor before me.
When I react, I can’t even lift my head.
There’s a laughter of a thousand steps.
Smile, smile. What’s so funny? Never seen a dog run?
At night, I was lying down on my pillow, looking at my cell phone with a small walk.
I can’t help it. I’m in a really bad shape to manipulate electronics.
But today it’s too sleepy to look like it’s too late.
I woke up asleep and I realized that the thousand-step speech was still up and that the phone screen was still on.
I snuck a peek.
All of a sudden it turns out that a thousand steps to brush the WB till midnight and the mouth is never down.
Eleven.
The next day’s recording was remote.
It was said that Chu Zhong had offered to say that the place was a beautiful place.
Where the bird doesn’t shit, he doesn’t know where the esteemed Shadow King’s eyes grow.
But soon I’ll know where his eyes are.
Long on his black heart.
This black-eyed dog thing.
I woke up and I was in a bag.
It just feels like someone’s saying I’m moving so fast that I’m gonna throw up.
Apparently, there was a dog thief.
After a long time, I was left on the floor at random, and a moment of conversation passed into my ear.
“It’s just a dog. We need so many men to catch him. I’m sorry.
“There’s no way. Mr. Chu paid more. We’ll do it. I’m sorry.
Suddenly one of them had his cell phone vibrating.
“Mr. Chu means, sell it for nothing, let’s take it…”
I was laughing in my heart.
What’s not worth selling?
It’s too late to scold, and the next thing they say, it just scares me.
“He said to take the bricks and shoot them alive. I’m sorry.
Bastards! I’m shaking and I don’t know if I’m angry or scared.
But I’m just a few months old puppy. How can I save myself?
I tried to scream twice, but I got a hard-on.
No, this place is empty.
They picked up a brick around them, and they laughed in their mouths.
“It’s good money. It’s just a son of a bitch. I’m sorry.
My heart sank at the bottom of the valley.
I bit the bag and said, “Thousand steps to save your dog…”
They threw me out of the bag, tied me up with a rope, and said they wanted to see me run over.
I’d hate to kill all of them.
The bricks have been raised up, and I can’t move. I can only watch it fall.
In a moment, a lot of things were flashing in my head.
Desperateness engulfed the whole body.
12
But I didn’t wait for the pain I imagined.
On the contrary, the sound of heavy objects is heard.
A thousand steps were taken and the bricks in their hands were thrown, and a shadow was cast over my face.
I almost cried out.
I can see that a thousand steps have been taken, and nothing has been brought.
Both hair and clothes are messy and cuffs are even slit several times.
This guy is such a fool.
My heart is dying.
It is difficult to keep him in good physical condition for a long time, even though he has fought with three strong men with his bare hands.
The tension reached its peak at the moment they pulled out the knife.
There was a man with a knife on his back.
I tried to get out of the shackles, and I did everything I could.
I forgot how short I was. I just wanted to help him stop the knife.
But a thousand-step speech, as if I had eyes on my back, threw me aside and hit me hard.
Blood came out of his body and dyed his shirt.
13
The power of a thousand steps has disappeared.
Just as he was stabbed, I lost consciousness.
And when I opened my eyes again, I was at a thousand steps away.
Obviously we all went back to ourselves.
I couldn’t get my shoes on and ran away.
By the time the horses arrived at the place, the thousand steps had been taken to hospital.
They heard that the wood was fine and unharmed, but that a thousand steps had been cut with a knife and a lot of blood.
I saw a thousand steps in silence lying on the bed, pale.
I’m smelling bland disinfectant water and my nose is sour.
My legs were so soft that I fell by the bed, my head was so confused, I didn’t think about why there was no one in the room.
I was lying by the bed of a thousand steps, holding his hand, and a drop of tears fell on his back.
A lot of things that have never been clear to you, and it’s only when you get there or go through something.
Just like I am now.
I rubbed a tear, rubbed it in his hand, and said:
“Ooh, I’ll never look at you in the shower again. I’m sorry.
“Ooh, I admit I’m flattered, but more true…”
“Wake up, wake up and let me be your dog, don’t be a dog, be anything…”
“Really? Anything?”
My tears stopped at a moment.
M.D., you’re on!
14
A few days later, the first album of life was published as a singer in a thousand steps.
It went so fast because everything had been planned for so long.
The album is called “I just want to see you.”
That day, the WB’s entertainment list was slaughtered.
And the man who started it was lying in my room and couldn’t get away.
He’s telling me something called the “Manual of Youth.”
Finally, he said his final remarks:
“This is my real experience. I’m sorry.
“Hello, my heroine, Mui thief. I’m sorry.
I was going to have an attack.
He whispered in my ear:
“The theft of the heart. I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
That night, I boarded the account number that was going to be ash.
“There are dogs. I don’t want to talk to people without dogs. A thousand steps away. I’m sorry.
(concluded)
Case number: YXX1azPQoLL5PamUQ4rK
I was sealed at Sam’s.
The first few, 100 days, and it’s like a new passion.
Thank you. Wait.
x
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
