What’s it like to be a driver for your boss?

What’s it like to be a driver for your boss?

What’s the experience of being a driver for her boss?

Red and Green: True love doesn’t end

My boss is a high cold, I drive her. First day of work, I died.

One.

A relative ‘ s cousin told me that his wife had given birth to three children, that he wanted a month ‘ s paternity leave and that he was afraid of being replaced and asked me to replace him.

It’s so rare that I thought it was a fairy job to drive the boss.

My cousin looked down on me and laughed: “Salary 9,000! It’s much easier than running drops and delivering takeaways. You just graduated from college. Where did you find such a good job? And aren’t you in a hurry to make money? I’m sorry.

That’s true…

I want to buy a portable recording device for over $10,000. He gets 9,000 a month, plus five grand at night at the bar.

“And the boss is a beautiful woman, single…”

I laughed: “How beautiful can it be that more than 30 are single.” I’m sorry.

The next day, I stood next to that Maebach and watched the woman whose money was coming, and I carried back the stunned jaw.

It’s no wonder I’m in trouble. I’m surrounded by young girls. I’ve never been in touch with this mature, cold-looking sis.

And, still so pretty.

My heart beats a little.

She came to me and noded in a nice place: “Are you Zhang? Please. I’m sorry.

Says he gave me the car keys.

My cousin told me that the boss’s name is Summer, and it’s the CFO that has its capital.

“Kou Cheng says you’re good at driving and insists on recommending you. I’m sorry.

She sits in the back seat, holding coffee in her hand and browsing through today’s schedule.

Kwok was my cousin, and I was told yesterday that it was only because he tried so hard that the company agreed to a day’s trial, and if the boss was satisfied, he could stay.

That’s when I laughed. I had to try again.

When the name of the God of Westgate is a joke!

But right now, I’m scolding Guo without telling me what car it is.

Touching this million-dollar limousine, my heart is shaking, my legs are shaking, and then…

Finish up.

After the brakes, boom.

The big brother in front came down and said it was the pope.

I even apologized, but once I looked at the signs, it would have been a lot of attitude.

Zhang Tsang called me, “We’re all responsible, take pictures, leave a cell phone number, and we’ll deal with it later. I’m gonna be late. I’m sorry.

I took care of it and then I saw a big piece of coffee on her pretty silk shirt.

There’s also coffee on the floor.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

She just looked at me.

“Take off your clothes. “The sound is calm and clean.

I looked up and looked up at her.

First time I met you, so, really?

She’s a little speechless.

“It’s too late. My meeting today is very important. Take your white shirt off to me. I’m sorry.

I knew what she meant, and I was blushing for her dirty thoughts and taking off her shirt.

Lucky Guo reminded me to wear a formality, so I wore a shirt.

After handing her the clothes, the compartment inside the car was raised.

She’s changing in the back.

It’s light.

I can’t even breathe.

Two.

When she gets dressed, I start the car again.

In order to save the face of the car that was just trampled on, I took a deep breath and held my mind, and then I stepped on the gas door all the way, turned over the car, speeded up and grew up!

I have to say, a limo is good. She was sent to her destination 10 minutes earlier.

Why don’t you take your word for it?

When she got off, she grew relieved and looked at me in a complex manner.

I don’t feel right about that look.

She said, “Zhang Tsang, help me go to Ayomas later and buy the same clothes back.” I’m sorry.

He said, “Look at my short-sleeved sleeves: buy yourself a dress.” I’m sorry.

She gave me a black card: “No password. I’m sorry.

I took a credit card and I looked at myself.

I’m sorry.

Dude!

Big hole under armpit!

I don’t know.

I’ve been standing at the door of Eima for 10 minutes.

Is it in this subcutaneous dress?

Or take them off and go naked?

The former is at best despised, while the latter may have to go to jail. Wear it.

“Is it Mr. Zhang? Hello, I told you, you and I will be in the VIP room. I’m sorry.

Even if I wore weird, her smile didn’t hesitate.

The sale of top-class luxury goods is no wonder even the vests drag.

“You can choose something else. She pulled over a line of hangers.

I’m in a bit of a hurry. I can’t choose for her.

She flipped over and saw a light green dress in it, and suddenly she had a summer look in her head and thought she would look good in it.

She had a good eye and had taken it off for wrapping, then pulled a line of men’s clothes and packed me from the beginning to the end.

I can’t help but wonder at the new me in the mirror.

I’m so happy with that, “Closed.” I’m sorry.

She smiled: “This is $72,000. I’m sorry.

I pulled my hand out of the card, shivered, and then I stuffed it back and took out the black card.

She gave it to me: “The bag she had ordered before summer is here. Take it with you.” I’m sorry.

After buying, she sent me out, still the standard smile.

But I can’t say it’s weird.

Back in the car, I suddenly hit my thigh.

Shit! That’s the way you look at your face!

3

He drove back to the building, waited for his shift and saw Summer Ming come out of the building.

She seems in a good mood and is expected to have a very successful meeting today.

I was so busy carrying my clothes, “You’re out of your clothes, it’s recommended for sale.” I’m sorry.

I’m afraid she would mind, so say so.

She noded and picked up the clothes: “Thank you. Just a moment, I’ll get back to you. I’m sorry.

When I stood by the car, I saw a light green figure coming at me.

My eyes were drawn to the past.

It’s like a summer wind came through the hall, blowing my heart out.

I knew she was really pretty dressed.

I don’t know.

On the way home, relative silence.

She’s looking at the contract. I’m looking at her in the mirror.

I’ll pay you back for the clothes. I’m sorry.

“No, it’s pay for your clothes. She didn’t look up.

Her answer suddenly made me wonder what to say, “Yeah, I brought the bag back. I’m sorry.

She’s “um,” she’s not answering, she’s not even looking.

“Don’t you want to see it? The reaction is too flat.

Her eyes did not leave the contract: “Sometimes, the purchase was not because it was like it, but because it was useful. I’m sorry.

She looked at me and said, “Just like this morning, this car will save us a lot of time by avoiding long disputes. I’m sorry.

She said that the old man in the front car did a lot of work when he got to the end of the morning.

So, yes.

“Something is not worth it if you like it, but on some occasions you need it, even if it helps you. I’m sorry.

Referring to the accident this morning, I feel a little embarrassed and embarrassed to say anything.

When she was taken home, she was in a teleconference. I left the car keys in the car and left quietly after she had indicated.

Walking along the river, the wind was a little cold, wearing the shirt she gave me back.

If there was a seemingly light fragrance around, it was the smell of her body, which seemed to have her temperature.

My ears are red and then my heart gives me some remorse.

After all this, the job must have been ruined. She would never have agreed to use me again.

I can’t help but sighs, and I put my hand in my pocket and I suddenly touched something.

I’ll take a look.

Damn it, black card forgot to give it back to her!

4

“Do you want some noodles? I’m sorry.

The roommate saw me lying dead in bed, and I didn’t eat dinner. He was just holding a bank card and kicking me.

I don’t care about him, and I’m thinking about giving her the card back.

That’s when the phone went off and I picked it up.

“Hello, Mr. Zhang, our company has decided to hire you. Please wait for her downstairs at 7:00 a.m. I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

The roommate said he kept remembering that night, when I was half-blooded, half-dead in my bed, and suddenly I was called by some sort of indescribable mystery, punched by a carp, bled up, laughed all night with my phone!

Oh, he knows shit. He’s a single dog with no peach blossoms!

At 7:00 a.m. the next morning, I appeared in a tremor next to the Mabah.

Summer smiled and gave me the key: “I found you leaving the key after you left last night. Take it. Don’t give it back. I’m sorry.

The fingertips didn’t mean to scratch my hands, and they brought a little soothing.

I hold the car key, and I hold it tight with the thrashing.

“Yes, your bank card…”

“Take it. Sometimes I need you to buy something for me. I’m sorry.

She’s in the car, and she’s following the protocol, “Listen to the radio. I’m sorry.

I responded to the sound, pressed the play key, it came out of the microphone, but it wasn’t the radio.

The melody is so familiar, the first one comes out, I know it’s my fucking song!

Damn it! I forgot that I was waiting for her to get bored from work yesterday, and I put half of the songs in my cell phone, and I was listening.

So the interface was left here, and as soon as it was played today, my song was aired!

I’ve got tossing my toes, I feel more dead than yesterday, and I’m going to close.

“It’s nice. I’m sorry.

Her voice came from behind.

“Open it up. I’m sorry.

My hands are shaking.

Let her listen to my song. It’s more suffocating than yesterday when I was asked to undress.

I can only comfort myself, but only melody, not singing, not hearing my song.

I watched her carefully in the rear-view mirror, but she was normal and seemed to appreciate it.

I hesitated for a while to finally ask, “Do you really like it?” I’m sorry.

“Hmm. She didn’t look up, but she saw a slight bend of her mouth, “I love folk. I’m sorry.

She can actually hear it as a folk tale, even if it’s only half complete.

My heart was unwittingly moved.

Suddenly, there was a joy to be recognized, and so did the disquiet.

After first gaining her approval, I became more and more daring, from time to time, to play a new melody, and then to look forward to her occasional one or two assessments.

Like a kid waiting for a reward.

“The creator is talented.” I’m sorry.

I’m surprised she always hears what I’m thinking and always picks out what I’m most satisfied with.

I found out that she knew nothing less about music than me. I graduated from the conservatory of music, but she just said she learned violins as a child.

And I’m beginning to look forward to a brief exchange with her every day as if there was a spiritual resonance, a spiritual response.

In half a month, I felt my first love.

I’m inspired by thin air. In order to have more talk to her, I’ve been writing new songs almost every night, and I’m waiting for the next day to hear it.

Although she never knew who the creator was, every evaluation really touched my emotions.

I’ll be happy to be insomnia for her words, and because of her words, I’ll be happy.

Whatever you see, whatever you hear, you think of her at first, but you don’t dare to disturb her. Turned her circle over and over and over again, and it was almost out.

The worst part is Friday night, thinking of not seeing her for two days on the weekend, like losing her soul and groaning in the house.

The roommates hate to throw me out, a man who smells like love.

And every morning I was raised with blood, and the gods ran to My muse.

5

When she was taken to the company this day, she told me that there was a dinner tonight, which would be later.

I’ll wait for you. I’ll come out.

After that, the ears are red again.

Shit, it’s good she didn’t see it.

She opened the door a little bit, and then she said, “Well,” and she left.

I didn’t realize it was 10:00 until I finished writing the new graph, rubbing the sour neck.

Her meal isn’t over yet?

Put the equipment back in the trunk. I got a message.

Zhang met me at the door. I’m sorry.

I drove out, stopped at the door, and I saw her coming out.

She’s out with another man.

It’s a well-dressed, well-dressed, well-dressed, high-end male type that girls now prefer.

I recognize him as the big boss of our company, Guang, the CEO of the capital.

Summertime looks like she’s been drinking, but her feet are a little shaky.

When she came down the stairs, she was shaking. I was too busy to go up, and I was held in front of one hand.

Guang held her faster than I did and looked at me strangely.

“I’ll take you back. He said to her:

“No, I’ve got a meeting with me. It’s late. You should get some rest. I’m sorry.

“He’s your new driver? He looked at me again, wrinkled, and said, “You drank tonight, I don’t feel comfortable. Take my car back, I have something to tell you. I’m sorry.

Then he looked at me, “Go back to her car.” I’m sorry.

His eyes are a little bit hostile. Summer can’t see it, but me and him know it.

Actually, I’ve heard about them.

Guang and she are alumni, two years above her. Three years ago, she returned to the CFO, where she worked for Guang.

There are rumours in the company that Guang has been chasing her for a long time, as if the relationship between a man and a woman had been established, but that it was an impediment to work and was not made public.

I do not know the truth of this rumor, nor can I prove it.

But now that they’re gone, even the shadows are so perfect…

I never thought the world was so quiet on the way back.

I can’t help but wonder if she really likes Guang too? Rich and handsome, regular guests in financial and economic magazines, and ordinary people who dare not rise above the winners of life.

You don’t like women, do you?

Sneaking, trying to break the silence with a song, but just now I’ve got two words, and I’ve reached out.

She’s not here.

It’s like melody’s laughing at me.

Yeah, well, a good woman like her should really match a better man.

I feel like I’m really out of my mind.

I don’t know.

I didn’t ask about last night and she didn’t say anything.

We seem to be the same, but not the same.

I’m still gonna write her songs and I’m still waiting for her response.

But beyond that, I find that there is nothing else I can talk to her about, and there is no place where she can be more interested.

She’s in a different world than me.

She continued to be a driver for half a month with such courtesy and silence.

My contract, expired.

My cousin will be back tomorrow to take over the job.

I don’t have any identity to stay with her anymore.

Last night, take her home.

She asked me what the future was.

So I laughed and said I’d found a job and I could do it tomorrow.

She looked at me, she tried to stop, and she noded and wished me the best.

I feel terrible.

The scene of the first encounter is still before me, when I did not think that I would fall so full, but lost my voice.

My love is over before it begins.

Six.

“Do you want some noodles? I’m sorry.

When my roommate saw me lying dead in bed again, the atrophy was worse than last time, and he kicked me.

“The body is empty again. What is this? The first half of the month was like a chicken hemorrhage, the second half of the month was like a sept blood. I’m sorry.

I threw my pillow over there: “Go away. I’m sorry.

The phone rings. It’s a message from the bar owner, old Shell, urging me to work tonight.

This month, when she was a driver, only weekends were available to sing at the bar.

Now that the driver’s work is over, thanks for urging me to get back.

Well, roses are gone, bread can’t be lost.

When I was singing on stage, she was watching her teeth.

When he finished the song, he dragged me to the side of it and yelled, “What are you singing?” Do you believe me when I do this? It’s Saturday night, Happy night.

He’s spitting on my face.

He sprayed him, and I looked at the door, and I saw a couple of fine-looking urban women coming in and laughing.

I suddenly stopped.

The woman in the middle, is it Summer Shing?

I was in the dark. She didn’t see me. She was led straight to the second floor.

I heard her voice coming through.

“Do you want a drink?”

The other woman laughed, “Yes or no, you’ll find out soon.” I’m sorry.

My heart just came up!

The bar is well known not because of the first floor bar, but because of the second floor playground, where the man deacon, who plays eight abs, drinks and plays games with him.

They play whatever they want. A lot of rich women like to come here and consume.

It’s a serious place, but a bunch of men and women have been drinking.

The thought of the men surrounding the summer festival…

When my head is buzzing, I’m going up.

“What are you doing?” I’m sorry.

“I’m not singing anymore, I’m going upstairs. I’m sorry.

He went up and down and looked at me, “Well, finally figured it out?” You don’t want to try? I told you you’d go upstairs to work. You wait, I’ll let Seven take you up. I’m sorry.

“I can’t wait! * And I splattered and he ran upstairs *

Just went up to the second floor and hit Seven.

I asked her, “Where are the women who just came in? I’m sorry.

“You’re just in time. There’s one person left. I’m sorry.

She took me to the door, told the other men to look after me, and she led us in.

My eyes were hurried, and I saw the summer view in the corner, and I was talking to the friends.

When they saw us coming in, they looked at us.

That moment, I panicked.

I came in just in a hurry and didn’t want to do anything, and now I see her sitting there quietly and suddenly I realize I’m going to finish the calf.

Well, it’s a real dilemma to jump into the Yellow River.

Seven let us introduce ourselves. Which one of your sisters does, stays.

When it came to me, I felt the whole skin was numb, and I couldn’t even look in the direction of the summer, much less what she would look like.

“This is new today, and a little shy.” Sisters don’t mind. I’m sorry.

Some laugh and say, “So cute, come sit with your sister.” I’m sorry.

I looked up at her and I couldn’t move.

Seven Crazy gave me eyes: Go on.

I think I want to die…

It was hard to take a few steps over there and suddenly heard the cold sound of summer:

“Wait. I’m sorry.

When I was dead, I looked over.

But she looked at me and said, “Come to me.” I’m sorry.

7

The air was silent for two seconds.

Seven was just about to play round, and a few women suddenly laughed.

“Yes, the map. You like that type? We’re afraid you’ll find out. I’m sorry.

And the woman who just called me, “Go, go, go, go.” I’m sorry.

Summer is just looking at me, no talking.

Although she’s very cold, she’s got a very good temper, and I’ve never seen her lose her temper to anyone.

But now, in her eyes, I don’t know how to describe it, but I think I’m probably not far from hell.

I have almost exhausted my life’s courage to sit next to her.

A couple of Deacons started to greet us playing werewolves. After a few games, they were drinking and singing, and the atmosphere was getting warmer.

I sat in the corner of the sofa with Summer Ming, and they were just singing, not watching us.

“This is your job? She’s on the couch. She doesn’t know the color.

“No,” I explained, “I’m here to sing. I’m sorry.

And then there’s a loud sound: “Love you is hard to say…”

She looked at it and said, “It’s true that she came to sing.” I’m sorry.

Shit, it’s getting darker!

“No, I really…”

At this point, a woman stood up and said, “It’s not a big deal from the beginning, it’s a big deal. I’m sorry.

She couldn’t take it off. She had to pick up the wine in front of her.

“I drink for my sister. I’m sorry.

And in the voice of the people, “Ooh,” I drank, and I felt some strange sight of her, and I looked at her.

I looked at her so bold for the first time.

It must have been the wine just now.

I put my hand back in the cup, I put it down, and I accidentally touched her hand on the couch.

My heart is pounding.

All senses are focused on her little finger.

Should have moved your hand.

But I didn’t move.

I don’t understand.

She didn’t move.

Then it was cried out, “Hey, overstepping, your eyes are laced.” I’m sorry.

And the rising of the people awakened me, and turned my eyes away, and put my hands back on my legs.

Her phone was on, and I saw Guang send several messages.

My emotions suddenly roll, jealous and lost.

Shall I call your boyfriend?

As soon as I say it, I regret it.

The test of this sentence is too obvious to ask.

She looked at me, wrinkled, and she looked like she was saying:

You’re in a place like this with your friends. You call yourself a girlfriend?

I smoked my mouth.

I was hasty.

But what she said was:

“I don’t have a boyfriend. I’m sorry.

I looked up to her.

“I’ve heard rumors about the company, and I’m not ashamed to refute them. Guang was my brother and superior, and as long as I spent the day, it would be impossible to develop other relationships with him. I’m sorry.

I’m half a genius in my confused mind.

She doesn’t have a boyfriend. Guang is not her boyfriend!

In my head, a thousand fireworks have burst!

That feeling is, guys, I’m alive!

Everything’s coming back. My heart’s going out of my chest!

I’m a little shaken.

Those women have been talking to us, and they’re not happy. They’ve put two bottles of wine in front of us and they’re yelling for us to drink.

I wouldn’t have let her drink, but I stood up and stopped her from drinking.

It’s amazing. It was like a broken heart. It’s all sweet.

When I was unconscious, she suddenly stood up: “I went out to take a call. I’m sorry.

I’m a little weird. She didn’t light her phone.

I didn’t worry. I followed her out on the pretext of convenience.

Then she leaned to the door, and when she saw me coming out, she said, “Wait for me here. I’m sorry.

Then I went in and said something, and I carried the bag.

“I told them the company was looking for me, so I’m leaving. I’m sorry.

And after two steps, she looked back at me standing there, and she picked her eyebrow: “Are you going to get drunk?”

8

I sat in her car waiting for her to die. Fortunately, today is Saturday and her driver, my cousin, is not at work.

Because I heard her ask:

“Where do you live? I’ll take you home first. I’m sorry.

I close my eyes and I’m mad at myself. You can do it. You can’t talk about it.

After asking her questions several times, she groaned and said to her deputy, “Go to the Four Seas.” I’m sorry.

I don’t know that name too well.

I bit my teeth and tried not to laugh.

Suddenly my nostrils smelt a shallow scent, and as soon as I turned my head and opened my eyes, I saw her leaning over and fastening my seatbelt.

The body grew closer to me until her delicate side of the face was only one hand away from me, and I could almost hear her breathing. Flowing silk towards my cheeks, falling on my neck, driving my nerves crazy.

My back is completely flat, my head is buzzing, and I can barely hold her!

I choked my thighs and calmed myself down. I had a long way to go.

Come to her house, this is the first time.

It’s the first night!

I’m out!

I’m a little excited, I’m in bed in the middle of the night and I’m really sleepy to sleep.

The next day, when I heard something out there, I came out and saw Summer Mammoth in the kitchen.

She noticed me: “The breakfast is almost ready, later. I’m sorry.

And then the kitchen door.

I can eat her breakfast!

Last night, even with a stomach bleed, it was worth it!

I was thinking about going in and helping out. The bell was ringing.

“Map, are you there?”

I’m sorry, is this the voice of Guang?

I’ll go. If he sees me at her house this early in the morning, he can’t get me wrong.

I suddenly settled.

Hey…

Wrong! Big!

I looked at the sights and the sound was too loud in the kitchen, she didn’t hear it.

God help me!

I rushed into the bathroom and took off my blouse, and poured water over my head, grabbed a towel, covered my body, and opened the door, and said, “Come.” I’m sorry.

Standing outside the door, seeing me open, and I was clearly just taking a shower.

Pupil earthquake!

I pretended to be surprised: “Mr. Gu, what brings you here?” Why are you so early?”

“What are you doing here? Where’s Natsumi? * He pushes me away and goes in.*

I knew he was going to do it. I got his foot against the door and I got him out.

“It’s not finished yet. I heard the door. I laughed.

He was angry at his eyes: “Scram! What have you done to her?”

And then the sound of the summer came out: “Is the doorbell ringing?” I’m sorry.

And I went back, “Oh, yes, that’s all right, you’re busy.” I’m sorry.

“Hmm. She closed the door again.

She’s such a miracle!

I was sneezing, and I said to Guang, “You heard me, you’re all grown up, you love me. I’m sorry.

He was so angry that he ran away.

I close the door, I almost didn’t laugh back, and then I turned around and saw Summers standing there.

I don’t know.

“What are you doing naked? I’m sorry.

“It’s hot, it’s hot, it’s sweaty.” I’m sorry.

A cold wind blows through.

I sneeze three times in a row…

Her face is more complicated.

“…go put your clothes on. I’m sorry.

“Okay. I’m sorry.

9

When she had breakfast, she asked me, “How much are you paid to work there?” I’m sorry.

I almost spilled a porridge, coughed twice, and said, “5300.” I’m sorry.

She didn’t talk, but look at my face, it makes me wonder:

5300, you sold out your soul and your body?

“No! No! I was singing at the bar. I saw you yesterday.”

I was too busy to say anything.

I don’t know if she believes it.

She was silent for a moment, and suddenly she lamented: “You should not waste your time in Zhang’s encounter.” I didn’t want to see you do these things. I’m sorry.

She looked at me straight and she had disappointment in her eyes.

I suddenly feel like I’m getting a stupor, and I’m in the middle of it.

“Youth is not an excuse for running, maybe you should figure out what you want and what you can do. I’m sorry.

She shakes her head and doesn’t look at me anymore.

“Go home after breakfast. I’m sorry.

I’m spicy and I think my whole head is burning.

She was disappointed in me.

I’m not in the business, I’m wasting my life at the Flying Camp.

Maybe she saw me, that’s it.

My heart was set when I came home.

She’s right.

I’ve been up and cleaned up, and I’ve been live.

I’ve been publishing my songs online for several years, and I’ve accumulated a group of fans known as “the little singers.” I have my own albums and singers’ pages on Goose House music, and sometimes I open them in a live studio.

I suddenly received a reward of $5,300 from a fan named Mirror.

The request is that this month be broadcast every night.

I can’t go to the bar every night.

It’s true, however, that there are more fans on the air than bars. I thought about it and promised.

Immediately after that, she sent a map, which was a recently released recruitment plan.

The Goose Factory Video United Stars Entertainment Singing Training Camp has begun to register.

This is an all-embracing, powerful icon of the goose factory this year, which will certainly bring out some bright new stars, of which creative singers are the most popular.

I feel like there’s a flash in front of me. It is also surprising that this appears to be an internal source that has not yet been published.

I asked my fans where they got the information.

And she’s offline, and the gray head just leaves one thing:

You should have a wider world. Zhang, don’t waste your talent.

10

I signed up for a singing camp, and I was in the ensemble team soon.

The month I was a driver, the night I was inspired, I went all the way to the top ten.

During that time, I used all of my time to write songs, except for recording.

I took a break from the studio, and the fans were particularly supportive.

Because with the show, I quickly captured a large number of fans and the heat on the Internet was very high. There’s even a lot of speculation that thinks I’m the hottest winner.

My old fans wept, and they left me messages saying that three or four years of tyrannical singers were finally going to be famous.

But before success comes, I dare not stop, I dare not rest, and I will work hard to seize this opportunity.

Because I know, this is my only chance to catch up with the summers.

I’ve made a decision in my heart, and I’m going to tell her the day I win.

When I finally stand at the height of her, in a world like her, and become a man who can fit with her, I look at her.

I’ll be honest with her, my heart.

The competition soon entered the hot phase.

At the rehearsal, I was playing with the band and suddenly there was a little commotion.

The director-in-chief came here with a man in his shape, and where he came from, she drew attention to all the girls.

“He’s so handsome. Is he an artist too? I’m sorry.

“No, he’s the owner of his capital, our golden father. I’m sorry.

“No wonder, I said it was so good. I’m sorry.

I can’t help but be surprised to see Guang.

Why was he there?

Father?

Did they say that their company was involved in the investment?

And the director-in-chief of my God’s work came with him: “This is an encounter, and he’s loud on the Internet, and he’s a popular player.” I’m sorry.

Gu was laughing at me, “Isn’t it?” I’m sorry.

It was then that the producer suddenly pulled the director-in-chief and left us alone.

“You don’t really think it’ll come to you, do you, driver Chang? He laughs, “Are you naive enough to think you can really be a singer?” I’m sorry.

I shrugged my shoulder: “I don’t know, but I’m sure she doesn’t like you.” I’m sorry.

And his face was darkened: “Do not think that I did not know what you used to do that day. She felt sorry for you and took you over the night. Don’t think you’re something! I’m sorry.

“At least I stayed the night, and she made me breakfast. “I’m just trying to pick him up.

I’m sure he’s mad at you.

He was just about to have an attack, and the director-in-chief came back. I’m sorry.

He put down the hate in his eyes and turned to the director-in-chief, saying, “This is a show of great hope for all of us, and the artists selected must be prepared for both. If people lack a sense of morality and behave badly, the higher they climb in the future, the worse they fall. Moreover, bad-for-good artists can cause immeasurable losses to our company. I’m sorry.

And when he had said that he looked at me in the presence of mankind, he turned away.

Stay in the sheds, and look at me all the way.

That night, I was placed in the worst and worst dormitories. I’ll have my turn when all the players are finished.

That way, my time for singing and writing has been drastically reduced.

I couldn’t help but rush to talk to the director-in-chief.

But I heard the conversation outside the director’s room.

“I can’t help it, neither can I. I’m sorry.

Director-in-Chief: “But Zhang met that kid, he’s talented. I’m sorry.

“Look for yourself. Who’s got no talent for the boys at the firm? Who’s not? But talent doesn’t matter. Capital is the rule. I’m sorry.

“He’s got a big voice for winning, and if he’s out of it, we’ll be scolded in the dark…”

“Don’t be so obvious! Let him enter the finals. Who’s weaker than who? He’s not equipped to practice any more than normal. Stop, lose, fans say nothing. I’m sorry.

“I know. It’s a shame.”

“There is nothing to be sorry about. There is no shortage of this singer, but we must not lack this investor. I’m sorry.

Eleven.

The finals are broadcast live, and their names are determined by the vote of the audience.

Without additional support, I have to fight on my own. I don’t believe I can break through the obstacles they set up, as long as I can produce something that’s quite powerful.

I want summer to see me on stage.

On the day of the finals, the most popular goddess in the current entertainment business came to the town scene, driving thousands of fans crazy into the airway.

I’m the last one to show up on the basis of what I’ve done before.

The performance of the first four people was over and the atmosphere on the ground had been pushed to an orgasm.

The good thing about this is it’s already hot. The bad thing is, if I don’t catch the field, I’m out!

I stood on the whole black stage, and I kept my eyes shut and breathed, waiting for the moment when the lights were shining.

I gave up my song for the finals.

After hearing about the director’s conversation with the director, I made a decision that I’d like to speak to them, in the end, for everyone to hear!

Talent won’t be lost forever.

Prelude to rap, and I’ll take my attitude directly in this line.

They were squeezed, trampled and struggling at the bottom.

But the bones of life do not bend and yield.

I’ve changed the main song to a four-adder chord, a tune that makes the whole song feel so strong, and creates emotional memory and resonance.

The bands at the scene are very professional, giving and speaking in harmony and disharmony, and they keep pushing music in detail.

The group doesn’t work on it, it’s theirs, it’s theirs, so I’m sure the band will show the most professional.

Before the adjoining song, the chords were laid down, and it was broken with a tube, followed by a sounding drum that drove the mood to its height.

Sing!

Full-heart hoo-hoo-hoo.

This song of slamming, angering capital sung into the heart of every social animal and sung with blood on the scene.

After the whole show, the audience was still clapping.

When the stage lights are up again, the fair goddess can’t keep up and rises and shouts to the stage:

Zhang met! You, my God!

I laughed, I breathed, I calmed myself.

And then I didn’t know that my song had broken the air.

And I didn’t think that it would be my representative’s song, my song, and it would be called “The Sage Wars”.

It’s a little second-rate though.

But I kind of like it.

The judges were excited to give the highest praise: Zhang Tsang, I didn’t think you’d sing such a big song! I feel like you’re an army. You’re gonna have to die. You just cried out of my middle two spirits. I’m sorry.

He laughed at the scene.

The moderator had a chilling interaction and finally reached the final announcement of the vote chain.

I’m nervous, but I’m open, because I know I’ve done everything I can.

So at the end of the day, when the facilitators read out my name, and when all the applause, flowers and cannons came to me, I could hardly speak.

When everyone hugged me and congratulated me warmly, my eyes passed through the tide, and I saw the sight of summer.

And then I just swayed, and I was blindfolded, so I looked back and there was nothing left.

Is it an illusion?

I was pulled back.

After the game, I couldn’t wait to get out of the room and run straight to the summer home.

12

Running in the big neighborhood, panting in front of her building.

My heart is pounding.

Suddenly, two people standing face to face in front of the street light.

Nightlight shadow, so gentle.

She smiled at him, turned around and walked away, and he pulled him into her arms.

My heart was smitten by a stupor, turning around and hiding itself in the shadows, with a wall on its back, with its chest as if it had been broken and unable to breathe.

I can’t get my hands down and I’m looking at that trophy.

At this moment I suddenly found out.

Turns out I did everything so redundant.

I’m really redundant.

I closed my eyes, I suffocated my tears and walked out of the neighborhood.

The driver suddenly came down the window and called out to me, “The great nephew?” I’m sorry.

I almost scolded the streets.

One more look and say, “Cunt, what are you doing here? I’m sorry.

“I just returned the General Shin. He’s coming over.

“Where did she go so late?”

“You went to see your show, didn’t you know? I’m sorry.

“She really went to the scene. I’m sorry.

“Yeah. You can take your cousin with you I’m sorry.

“You’re gone. There’s no driver in Summer. I’m sorry.

He was like, “The President has left.” I’m sorry.

And I was astonished: “When? Why?”

“Only tonight. When she came out of the show, she called Gu in the car and said that the letter of resignation had been sent to his mailbox. Mr. Gu came looking for her. I just saw him rush into the neighborhood, which is 10 minutes earlier than you. I’m sorry.

My confused brain suddenly flashed, and she said something at the bar the other day.

She said that she would not develop any other relationship with Guang as long as she lived on that day.

I laughed, “So did she resign for Guang?” I’m sorry.

Kwok Sung hesitated for a while, and said, “There is something that my cousin has not told you. I didn’t recommend you to be the driver of the screening, I asked for your advice. I’m sorry.

I looked at his mouth and said something I couldn’t understand.

“Wait a minute, hold on! What are you talking about? How did she know about me? I’m sorry.

“Yeah, I’m surprised too. I asked her, and she said she was your fan for three years. I’m sorry.

“I didn’t believe a word, but I saw your performance today. Don’t blame Uncle Cousin. I was just trying to get credit from you. Didn’t you say you wanted to buy a musical device without money? I’m sorry.

I was blown up by this message, and I was struck by a thunderbolt, and suddenly I understood.

When I jump, I’ll run to the neighborhood!

Turns out I was never chasing her.

It’s her, waiting for me.

13

On her way back, she was the only one standing under the streetlight.

I’m breathing, step by step.

I’m asking.

She was a little awkward when she said, “Do you see it? I’m sorry.

“Gouang knows I’m leaving, wants to stay. But I knew what he had done, I could not identify with him and decided not to work with him. He got a little emotional after hearing it, so he hugged me. But don’t worry, I’ve solved it. I’m sorry.

It’s the first time she’s explained it to me so clearly.

I don’t have any complaints. I’m filled with joy.

“So you went to the scene to make sure the data is true. You represent them, they dare not. I’m sorry.

She laughed and was gentle: “This is what you deserve. I’m sorry.

“Hamas, I just want you to see it alone. I’m sorry.

“I saw it,” she looked at me, “I saw it three years ago. I’m sorry.

“I returned to the country to join Shaoji, and for the first time I was outside, the new school building was built. The building was built at the company ‘ s expense, and I attended the celebration on behalf of the company. You’re a performance guest, singing a song on stage. “I still remember the song, I love it.” So later I’ve been watching your new song. I’m sorry.

I woke up like a dream.

She said something I remember.

I was the champion of the 10 great singers at the campus, so I was invited to perform when there were events at school.

I remember that event, it was a big one, but I don’t know…

Turns out she was down there looking at me on stage.

“Miroror is also you, right?”

She smiled and noded.

“But I still don’t get it. If you want to help me, you can recommend me to Starbucks, and they’ll appreciate it. Why do you want me to be your driver? I’m sorry.

She’s suddenly a little embarrassed: “The girls in the entertainment company, young and cute…”

My heart is beating out of my chest. Is she jealous?

“I don’t want to risk creating so many competitors for myself. “I’m a lot older than you, but I’m not sure you’ll like me…”

“I like you. * I speak out, but I’m serious. *

She stunned and laughed.

Zhang met, my new company is starting tomorrow. I still lack a driver to take me home every day, and the pay is, “She points to her home, “The right to live in this house.” I’m sorry.

Her voice is a little unstable: “Will you accept?” I’m sorry.

I shook my head: “Not enough.” I’m sorry.

And then, in her dazzling eyes, he kissed her lips…

“That’s how it works. I’m sorry.

Document number: YX01b98yYEYDEX5R

Published in 2022-05-23 11:01 Prohibition of Reproduction

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