Dear girl

Xia Yao leaned against the bay window with her knees in one hand, and clicked on the video that Lao Yang sent her.

The video is shaky, and the photographer walked all the way forward, accompanied by the brilliant lights, and the roaring singing can be faintly heard.The few people beside him can only see the waist down, which looks like an abnormal shot.

The first clear human voice that appeared was a man's voice, which sounded drunk and wild, calling you the most beautiful lady.

There was a burst of laughter, it should be a companion.

Then there is a female voice, it sounds sweet and polite, sir, we do not provide special services here.

The man got angry, took two steps forward, and seemed to be pulled back again, the video was chaotic for a few seconds, he said, is he looking down on people, I can beat you to death with money, no miss, you open a shit nightclub...

Crackling and cursing.

A few people in security uniforms gathered not far away, and a female voice said, "The organization is breaking the law. We are doing legitimate business. If you continue to make trouble for no reason, sir, we have no choice but to call the police."

□□Master, pretend to be innocent, the more the man scolds, the worse it sounds.The security guards came over with electric batons. After a few seconds of confusion, the two sides almost fought.

Another male voice said, forget it, let's go to another place. If we have money, we don't know where to spend it.

The scolding continued, the scenery retreated to the lobby, and several people carried the angriest man out.

Walk out of the lobby, the video is over.

Below the video is a message from Lao Yang: Girl, I have tried several times with my friends, and it seems that pornography, gambling and drugs do not exist, think about it again

Xia Yao turned back: You said it seems to be

A few minutes later, Lao Yang: To be honest, I also think it is unlikely, but this is a subjective assumption. We report it. In the absence of evidence, even if there is a 90.00% chance of something being true, it cannot be relied on. 90.00% nine chance to guess that one percent is also, the report must be an objective fact

Xia Yao: Well, so the report hasn’t come out yet

Lao Yang: Well, if you need anything, call me anytime.Be smart, withdraw first if you feel something is wrong, and remember, don't act too hastily

Xia Yao: I thought I was a teacher [laughing]

Lao Yang: The master is here, and the apprentice will always be the apprentice [naughty]

Lao Yang tried to persuade her to leave under various considerations, but Xia Yao knew that in fact, Lao Yang must support her in her heart.

Journalists have the same blood.

Turning off the phone, Xia Yao drank warm water and took a painkiller.Because of the alcohol, my ribs started to ache again, either unbearable or affecting my thinking.

Will the callus delay healing?She felt that her injury was not serious and should not cause osteoporosis.

Song Xinci's face flashed in Xia Yao's mind, she remembered something, she lowered her head and smiled, sat quietly for a while, opened the address book, and called Liu Yanghao.

**

The next morning, Song Xinci was still woken up by Liu Wei.

Opening the door, Song Xinci covered half of his face with one hand, lowered his head slightly, and said in a weak voice, "Sister Weiwei, shouldn't you be glad that I didn't get up."

Liu Wei entered the room, put the breakfast on the table, and asked, "Why don't you set an alarm clock yourself."

You clearly know that I call you at this point every day.

"You don't understand—" Song Xinci walked into the bathroom, took a handful of cold water, and patted his face, "Implying that I have no time limit and can improve the quality of sleep." After finishing speaking, he posed in front of the mirror pose, looking at the drops of water hanging from the eyelashes, he smiled sweetly, showing his white teeth.

"Implying that I have no time limit will only oversleep, and oversleeping will only delay things." Liu Wei walked to the door, "I'll give you half an hour." After finishing speaking, she went out without looking back.

Isn't it just to count the flow of people, such a trivial matter.Song Xinci withdrew his gaze and rinsed his mouth calmly.

Song Xinci nodded and went downstairs, Liu Wei had already ordered a car.

Out of the lobby, turn right and go straight... This is the same as the daily itinerary.Song Xinci propped up his chin, watching a crowded bus approaching the platform, and was left behind immediately.

After driving for a while, Song Xinci found that the route was different from the previous few days. He turned to look at Liu Wei and asked, "Did you tell the master the wrong place?"

"Do I look like someone who would make that kind of low-level mistake?"

Even though Liu Wei just pushed her glasses expressionlessly, Song Xinci still had the illusion of an iceberg rolling her eyes...

"Change one today." Liu Wei continued.

"What!" Song Xinci couldn't believe his ears. He stretched out a finger and pointed back and forth. She smiled with a "dead face", "Sister Weiwei, you better not joke around, it's not suitable...it's easy to cause shock."

Liu Wei was still wearing a professional suit, and she still had a meticulous and indifferent makeup, with her hands folded on her knees, as if she was going to sign a contract, and her whole body seemed to say, do you think I look like someone who knows how to joke.

"Oh, sister Weiwei—" Song Xinci turned into a little girl in seconds, "I saw a PRADA hand-held shoulder bag a few days ago, dark blue, which matches your temperament very well, it seems to be for you Tailor-made. Over the years, you have taken good care of me, just in time..."

"Keep it for yourself."

"oops."

Liu Wei turned her head to look at Song Xinci: "Mr. Song will come to talk to you in a few days, and then you can go back."

"What?" Song Xinci pouted, "It's so mysterious."

Liu Wei took her to her destination and left.Song Xinci was carrying a portable camera and was looking for a suitable location. When he looked up, he was attracted by the banner hanging across the road.

Somewhere in my heart touched me.

What a coincidence.

Opening Ceremony of Ningzhou Opera Museum

Warmly welcome Xue Qinghe and An Hui to attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony of our unit

Long time no see, grandpa and grandma.

Song Xinci's mother's surname is Xue and her name is Yazhi. The love story with her father is like a fairy match, and her natal family is extremely disapproving.However, her mother's nature, capitalized distressing sentence, treasured for thousands of years, the vow should be farther than forever... No matter what heaven he is, nothing can stop the Seventh Princess from stealing the account book and going out to create a family with her lover.

For this reason, her grandparents announced that she would not have a daughter like her mother, and the two sides had a cold war for two years before slowly breaking the ice.

Her father didn't know beforehand that her mother's household registration book was stolen, and he repeatedly emphasized in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau that he should meet the elders first.Her mother's stubborn temper, she just said a word, and she broke up if she didn't get married.

During the Cold War, her father also tried many times to take the initiative to visit the two elders, saying that people can only understand people if they are familiar with them. He is confident that if he is given a period of time, his father-in-law and mother-in-law will change their views on him.

Her mother just said one word, go and get a divorce.

These are also what Aunt Chen and Uncle Li told Song Xinci later. Aunt Chen said, don't look at your mother being stubborn, I saw her cry many times in secret.

It's too spoiled, that's why I haven't seen each other for two years because of my parents' harsh words for a while.

It's too spoiled, so after the daughter divorced, she didn't even recognize her granddaughter.

Song Xinci is not very close to his grandparents, and he doesn't usually move around much.

But she stood under the ginkgo tree and thought for a while before crossing the road.

After buying a ticket, Song Xinci found a seat and sat down.There were not many people, and beside the stage built, a few reporters with cameras were chatting in full swing.

**

At five past ten in the morning, Xia Yao was standing under a certain lamppost in a section of Binjiang Avenue, waiting for Liu Yanghao who came from a distance in a patrol car.

Liu Yanghao got out of the car, saluted Xia Yao with a smile, and asked, "Does this lesbian need help?"

Xia Yao smiled: "It's a small matter that needs to bother the police officer."

"You're welcome. I went to find out what you said yesterday." Liu Yanghao became serious, "There is no rectification record, and the business is in good condition. Tsk, the water is deep."

Xia Yao looked at the road, and then at the white clouds in the distance: "It's against the rules, you go and find out."

Liu Yanghao was straightening his big hat: "I didn't bother to investigate, just chatting with my buddies. I'm a policeman, and some of them don't have authority."

"I called you over so early, did you have breakfast?" Liu Yanghao asked.

"It's getting late." Xia Yao raised her watch, "It's almost 10:30."

"Actually, I came here just to tell you—" Liu Yanghao paused, "It's really hard to handle. Leave this to me, and I'll take the time to make an unannounced visit."

"One of the three disciplines of the Ministry of Public Security, police officers are never allowed to enter nightclubs for entertainment." Xia Yao rubbed her chin with one hand, slightly puzzled, "It seems to be like this."

Liu Yanghao put his hands in his trouser pockets and smiled: "I did it out of justice."

A few birds flew across the air, and the warm morning sun made the ground soft and transparent.

Xia Yao said: "If you think about it carefully, the police and reporters also have many similarities."