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The new content is a piece of lifestyle news.

A local lady from Minqing participated in a design competition for a foreign toy company and won a gold medal. The bear doll she designed will be one of the company's limited editions this year and will be sold around the world.

On the TV screen, I saw a gentle and intellectual woman smiling like a child. Behind her is a cupboard of bear dolls. In the frame on the wall, she and her family smile brightly. That happy smile is a little different from her cute smile in the camera.

At the end of the news, the woman's husband and son also appeared in the shot. The man is shy but has a warm smile. The child was very lively and complained a little aggrievedly that his mother only designed bears, not cars. He held up his car in a showy way and told reporters how his father helped him modify the toys and how the friends he knew were envious and jealous of it. The smiles on the couple's faces turned into embarrassment.

I couldn't help laughing, watching the reporters making fun of this interesting family.

News about them ended quickly.

I was about to arrive at the station, so I twisted my body and squeezed out of the crowd.

There is the continuous sound of TV in my ears.

In this crowded carriage, the sound of the TV is not loud, and you need to listen carefully to hear the content clearly.

The new content is foreign entertainment news.

The famous singer Christina's memorial concert was successfully held yesterday. Many celebrities in the music industry came on stage to mourn the legendary singer who died young.

When the car arrived at the stop, a group of people swarmed out of the car.

The sound of TV news also stopped abruptly.

I remembered a video that was circulated on the Internet not long ago. It was a foreign talent show. One of the young contestants sang Christina's song. It was so shocking that it was hailed as the reincarnation of Christina.

I don’t know if it was hype or the truth. In the post-match interview, this young player said that he had been singing in his previous life and that he was born with a love of singing and wanted to sing for the whole world. It is said that this was also the wish that Christina often talked about when she was alive.

I was multitasking. While thinking about this, I called the thin man.

After a few steps, I arrived at the door of his unit and waited for him to come out.

Before I could wait for the thin man, I witnessed a car accident at the intersection.

A car hit a bicycle.

I could see clearly that the bicycle was trying to make a sharp turn, but before it reached the intersection, it twisted the handlebars in advance, hit the car, and fell to the ground.

The rider was a young office worker who looked about the same age as me. He fell to the ground in a daze.

The driver got out of the car and looked older than the office worker.

"Are you okay?" he asked with concern.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay. Sorry, I didn't look at the road."

"I hope you're fine." The driver helped to lift the bicycle, lowered his head, and pointed at the young man's trouser legs, "It's really okay with you?"

There was a deep mark on the young man's trouser leg.

He stomped his feet in a daze and patted his trouser legs, "It's okay, just rubbed it a little bit, it's okay."

The car behind honked its horn, and the driver of that car stuck his head out and shouted: "Don't be blocked! Get out of the way!"

Before the person involved could speak, an aunt who was riding by on her bicycle spat: "Did you kill someone else in your last life? Are you rushing to reincarnate?"

The driver said angrily: "You're the one who killed someone else! I just sell moldy meat..."

After he finished speaking, he immediately shut up and retracted his head.

The people around burst into laughter.

"Oh, then you must have been fed rotten meat down there. No wonder your mouth smells so bad." The aunt continued to laugh and pointed at the car.

"Rotten heart, selling rotten meat."

"What do you do now, brother? Do you still sell meat?"

"You are so heartless, you still sell meat?"

"I must be a vegetarian for the rest of my life, and I will have psychological shadow."

"Don't tell me yet, this really has a shadow. A classmate of mine in elementary school is..."

"I can't tell you that I'm really heartless and continue to sell meat."

People around him chatted lively.

The two parties looked at each other.

The driver took out a business card from his pocket and said, "If you have any questions, please contact me. Remember to go to the hospital."

"Hey. Sorry, I bumped into you..."

"okay."

The driver waved his hand and got in the car.

The young man lifted the car to the side and waved to the driver.

He was a little dazed, and with a wave of his hand, he threw out the business card in his hand.

When the wind blew, the business card spun in the air. After landing, it slid for a while.

The young man was in a hurry to catch up.

I took a look, took two steps, bent down and picked up the business card from the ground.

The name printed on the business card is "Liu Miao".

"Thank you. Thank you so much." The young man ran to me panting.

I handed him my business card and heard the phone ringing in his pocket.

He was in a hurry again, busy answering the phone without thinking about the end.

"Sister Wu, hey, I'm at the intersection. I'll be at the company soon. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Ah, okay, I'm sorry." He apologized awkwardly. He didn't know what button he pressed, and the phone suddenly went out.

I heard the helpless sigh of the woman on the other end of the phone.

"Tian Yifan, I'm not angry, and you don't need to apologize like this. Okay, come here quickly."

He hung up the phone slowly, and the caller's name was "Wu Ling" displayed on the phone screen.

The young man seemed to be shocked. He put away his mobile phone very slowly and stood in front of me with his head hanging down, like a primary school student in training.

I handed the business card to him, "Aren't you in a hurry?"

"Ah?" He looked up at me and patted his forehead, "Yes. Thank you."

He hurriedly took the business card and ran back to his bicycle.

I watched him fumble back into work traffic.

He was careful while riding this time, paying attention to the surrounding traffic.

A bus passes by. The car body with advertisements blocked my view.

There was a snap, and someone tapped me on the shoulder.

When I turned around, I saw the thin man.

"Brother Qi, what are you looking at? Oh..." He looked over and sighed with understanding, ""The Knights of Jianghu". That guy Nangong, his skills are so awesome. This time I asked Bai An to draw the picture. It should be more fun than the previous hot chicken war king."

I glanced at the bus as it drove away. The advertisement on the car is "The Knights of Jianghu" which is currently being promoted like crazy. The real person above is the game spokesperson Gu Yan.

The development company Sihai Games is part of Sihai Fortune Group. It is rumored on the Internet that the CEO of Sihai Games is the eldest son of the Sihai Wealthy Family. The eldest young master didn't run the family's financial group well, so he went out to play games. After doing it for many years, he never regretted it. It can be said to be true love. The current intern at Sihai Fortune is his younger brother, the second young master of the Nangong family. The second young master also specially allocated funds to his eldest brother and worked hard to promote the games made by his eldest brother.

This gossip attracts more attention than the game itself.

At least, for people like me who don’t play games, eating melon is more important.

The skinny guy is a gamer. He has introduced Nangong Yao to us eloquently before. Every time, he always hates iron and criticizes him for not spending money to find better original paintings. All the money is used to raise cats. The cat in Nangong Yao's family is still a little internet celebrity. Shouzi’s girlfriend Qi Bai particularly likes this cat and follows Nangong Yao’s social account. Like many cat slaves, she urges the CEO to post cats. She also brought the fat man's wife Xue Jingyue into the pit.

During work hours, the thin man couldn't help but say a few words before handing me the key.

I shook the key and said, "Whose key is this?"

"It's yours."

"This is not mine."

The two of us stared at each other.

"That belongs to the fat man." The thin man said immediately as he held the pendant on the key that looked like a couple's.

"Forget it, you go to work. I'll call him." I breathed out.

"Oh. Be careful on the road." The thin man said sincerely, waving his hand at me as if to shoo away flies, and ran back to the work unit.

I took out my cell phone and was about to call Fatty, when a message alert came.

Mom posted the photo in our family group. She and her father, as well as her uncles and aunts, sat in a circle and took a group photo with their breakfast today. This was followed by a series of photos, all close-ups of breakfast.

I replied with a thumbs-up emoticon and closed the message.

The phone was called to Fatty.

He and Xue Jingyue just returned from their overseas honeymoon trip yesterday. They are still on wedding leave today and haven't gotten up yet.

I told him about the key, and he called his wife in a daze.