80 lucky wife with fierce milk and sweet milk

Several people who were injured were rushed to the hospital for treatment, but fortunately they were not too serious to be irreparable.

The legs and feet of dancers are life. Although sprained feet are injured and broken, it does not prevent them from continuing to dance after they are cured.

In this way, the stage was delayed. It was originally scheduled to give back at the end of the year, so after the delay, it will only be a year later.

Fortunately, there was no big publicity for everything, but people who knew him knew that Zhu Hui came to the door to apologize and changed the time.

Ning Xi was free like this, and often got tired of being around Mrs. Zheng, hanging around like a koala, and occasionally went to the hospital to see his injured brother.

In a dilapidated small house on the outskirts of Beijing, the bearded assistant director was lying on a pile of wine bottles, smiling maliciously, looking at Zhang Xue standing in front of him.

At this time, Zhang Xue asked angrily, "I told you, before I become a judge, I can't act rashly, and I can't do tricks!"

"Zhu Hui must think that I did it now, that I want to retaliate! The list of judges will be finalized soon, and she will definitely not let me be this judge. You have killed me!"

Shouting hysterically, as if venting, the knocked wine bottle jingled, and the sound in the room pierced people's ears for a while.

The assistant director still looked like that, as if he didn't hear it. He didn't speak until Zhang Xue finished venting and his mood stabilized a little.

"The heavens have eyes, there was an accident before I even made a move, it seems that God will not let them do what they want!"

Zhang Xue was stunned when she heard this sentence, "Didn't you do it?"

The assistant director sneered, gritted his teeth and said, "I can't wait to tear those two people apart. How could it be as simple as making a few actors break a few legs."

Zhang Xue panicked for a moment, and a voice in her heart told herself that she couldn't listen to what was going to happen next, and if she wanted to pretend she didn't know, she quickly interrupted him with this face.

"Okay, it's fine if you don't do it, you just stay here, and when I become a judge, I will introduce you to the program team as an assistant director."

Another big pie was drawn, and the assistant director couldn't believe it anymore, so he sneered.

"I have no income these days, no money, let me spend some money."

Seeing this scoundrel who couldn't get rid of him, Zhang Xue got dizzy with anger, but just wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible, threw 200 yuan on the ground, and rushed out the door.

The assistant director stared at the money, took a long time to pick it up and patted it, looking at the closed door with a cruel smile.

At the end of the year, the capital city was very lively. Qiao Yuerong changed the opening time of the two lo-mei shops to only half a day, and the amount prepared was nearly half less than usual.

But the Chu family has prepared a lot of ingredients these days, because the family's meals are rich during the Chinese New Year.

Chu Yizhi, who came home from vacation, also picked up the job of purchasing at home. After entering university, he became more calm. As long as he went out, the aunts and aunts of any family who had a girl to marry would always stop him to say a few words.

It made him dodge left and right every time, rushing across the area quickly.

Today, I walked through the alley quickly as usual, but before I went out, I heard a familiar voice from the depths of the alley.

"I don't have any money to give you, all the money has already been handed over to the teacher for next year's tuition."

The voice was clear and trembling, and Chu Yizhi recognized that it was the voice of Wang Qiaoxiu, a classmate.

Just when he was about to leave, he heard a few sultry voices asking for money, Chu Yizhi stopped and turned around and ran over.

As soon as I ran over, I saw those gangsters blocking Wang Qiaoxiu at the deepest part of the alley, with malicious smiles on their faces, and one of the gangsters tried to take off her clothes.

"Stop it!" Chu Yizhi yelled, startling the punks and immediately stopped their movements, turning to look at him.

The leader of the gangster said, "Where is the stinky boy, hurry up, don't delay the good things of the masters, or you will look good."

As soon as several people stepped aside, Chu Yizhi saw that Wang Qiaoxiu's face was covered with tears, leaning against the wall tremblingly, looking at him with hope and gratitude.

At this second of wrong God, the punks rushed forward involuntarily. Chu Yizhi is not a white-faced scholar who can't raise his hopes. On the contrary, he admires soldiers very much.

So I didn't let up on my own training, and now I beat a few people to the ground very neatly.

The punks looked at each other, "Let's go!"

Clutching his sore spot, everyone ran away, and Chu Yizhi hurriedly raised his legs to chase after him.

Suddenly, a slender arm stretched out from his waist to tightly wrap around him, and a warm and soft body was pressed against his back.

Chu Yizhi was stunned for a moment, and the next second he heard Wang Qiaoxiu's trembling cry, "No, please don't go, I'm afraid."

Even though he was wearing a thick jacket, he could still feel Wang Qiaoxiu's trembling. After all, Chu Yizhi didn't continue to chase, and pulled Wang Qiaoxiu's arm stiffly away.

After walking two or three steps forward, he turned around. Seeing the fragility in Wang Qiaoxiu's eyes, he said in the same tone, "It's okay, they're gone, you should go home quickly."

After saying this, he seemed to think of something again, "No, it's already Chinese New Year, why are you still in the capital and not going back to your hometown?"

When Wang Qiaoxiu heard this, she lowered her head and wiped away her tears, then raised her head and smiled miserably.

"I found a job and worked part-time in the capital, and I want to save the tuition fees for next year."

After hearing this, Chu Yizhi sighed in his heart. What Wang Qiaoxiu said was a little bit like his little sister's experience.

Her parents left early and lived with her uncle's house all the time, but her aunt didn't treat her well. After going to college, she earned her own tuition fees. If she didn't go home during the Chinese New Year, it was understandable to make money here.

Chu Yizhi scratched his head in embarrassment. Although he felt sorry for his life experience and felt that this girl was a bit pitiful, it wasn't as bad as feeling sorry for his own sister.

Turning around, he picked up the overturned vegetable basket from the corner and said, "Then where do you live now? Go back quickly, and be careful when you go out in the future."

After saying this, he didn't hear a reply for a long time, Chu Yizhi looked up, and saw Wang Qiaoxiu seemed to have collapsed, squatting on the ground with his face covered in grievance and crying.

This stumped him, he really couldn't handle a woman's tears as a big man.

Standing there a little at a loss, his tone was stiff, "Don't cry, they are all gone, why are you crying?"

Wang Qiaoxiu cried harder, sobbing and saying, "No, no more...I have no place to live."

After finally saying it, Wang Qiaoxiu raised her head and hugged her legs and crouched on the ground, wiping her tears and looked pitifully at Chu Yizhi.

"Those people went to the restaurant to look for me every day recently, scaring away a lot of customers, and the boss didn't tire of it. Later, he really had no choice but to take advantage of the Chinese New Year. The boss said he couldn't open the door and kicked me out."

After speaking, there were tears in his eyes again, as if he wanted to flood Jinshan with water.