Difficult to quit

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"As for what happened back then, Wen Yajing called Zhuang Yi on my birthday, and Li Yan told us everything about the two of us on the phone. This was heard by Zhuang Yi's father, and there was a car accident." Li Qinghai He walked to the wine cabinet and poured himself a glass of wine. Every time he thought about it, he felt tight in his chest, "His father didn't save him."

"...Ah, this, this," Song Xueqian was silent for a while, "It's not your fault, it's not all your fault."

"I know, and Zhuang Yi knows too." Li Qinghai took a few sips of wine, and the bitter taste spread in his mouth, "But Zhuang Yi can't get over this hurdle."

After returning from Linxiang County, Li Qinghai would sometimes ask Zhuang Yi to come over for a meal, but he never crossed the line. He knew that Zhuang Yi was still concerned, and kept restraining himself.

Song Xueqian asked: "Then what are you going to do?"

"What can we do, just wait." Li Qinghai smiled softly, "We'll talk about it when he can let go of this matter."

"Hey Qinghai," Song Xueqian made him feel uncomfortable, "Speaking of that incident back then, he blamed me, if it wasn't for me..."

"Okay, let's not talk about this." Li Qinghai interrupted him and changed the subject: "When are you going to come back? I'll pick you up and give you a good chance."

"No need, someone will pick me up." Song Xueqian said in his heart that it would be fine if he picked up his eldest brother and me at the same time, so it's better not to leave such a big surprise at the airport.

"I'll contact you when I'm settled down. Isn't Wang Meng also in City B? Let's get together then."

"Wang Meng is a celebrity now, and he has to wear a mask when he goes out." Li Qinghai didn't want Song Xueqian to bring up that matter and feel guilty again, so he joked and laughed, "If you want to call Meng Shao to eat, you have to choose a secret restaurant , it would be bad if the fans didn’t recognize it.”

"That's right, Meng Shao is bigger than your second young master now." Song Xueqian actively cooperated with him, "I specially used the accelerator to watch his live broadcast last time. He rewarded it!"

After Wang Meng dropped out of high school for some reason, he didn't study anymore. He turned around and signed a contract with Xdot Chinese website to become an online writer. Now he is a platinum-level author of Xdot.

A few years ago, when the live broadcast industry was on the rise, Wang Meng went to Doomao Live and registered an account to become an anchor. It was just for fun, but the audience liked his technology. The anchor of Quanshui's hang-up has accumulated popularity faster than he can write novels, and has been hanging on the homepage of cat fighting games all year round.

What's even more irritating is that Wang Meng's two vests are very tightly covered. No one knows that the eloquent Internet addict boy in the live broadcast room and the author who has been addicted to procrastination all the year round at X point are actually the same person. Reward unemployed youth who have lived.

The two chatted for a while about the two internet celebrities "Neur Meng Shao" and "Neighbor Lao Wang" before hanging up the phone.

Li Qinghai saw that it was getting late, so he went to take a bath and got ready for bed.

The situation with Song Xueqian is not so good.

The man sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, looking at him with a half-smile, a gleam of light reflected from the lens, "Have you used all the 'raincoats' you recommended to Qinghai?"

"I'm just kidding, I don't have a chance to use it." Song Xueqian hurriedly smiled.

"I'm also thinking about your chances. You met me shortly after you came to the UK. We went to bed two months later and established a relationship at Christmas." Li Qingyang tapped his slender fingers on his knees, recalling and summarizing in an orderly manner, " Was it when you first came to England? After we slept? Or last year when you went skiing in Switzerland by yourself?”

His good-looking brows raised slightly, "Not counting before, since we established our relationship, I have been to Manchester for 13 meetings, flown to Sheffield 9 times, and you sneaked away 7 times... Ah Song, you There are a lot of chances of cheating."

"I really don't have one." Song Xueqian scolded himself ten thousand times in his heart, why would he talk about raincoats with Li Qinghai in front of Li Qingyang, isn't he digging his own grave?

"No, when I was with you, I," Song Xueqian blushed slightly, "It's the first time for me, don't you know."

Song Xueqian, Baitiao Baitiao in Langli, is still a little virgin. No one will believe this, but he really is.

In high school, he was crazy, and he was the king of the third middle school. Song Xueqian had never had a girlfriend, but at that time, one was still young, and the other was hanging around with Li Qinghai and others all day long. He really didn't do anything out of line thing.

Later Wen Yajing appeared, and Song Xueqian cut off everything he had talked about and had an affair with. In his heart, Wen Yajing was different from those girls, just like a little princess. Being so nervous that your palms sweat is like falling in love for the first time.

Later, he fell into Wen Yajing's tricks, and his best brother took the blame for him. Although Li Qinghai was fine afterwards, Song Xueqian regained consciousness in an instant.

Li Qinghai returned to Li's house, Song Xueqian picked up a brand new textbook that had never been opened, and began to study seriously. This study has been learned since the third year of high school. Listening to the opening speech of the Department of Economics, I ran into Li Qingyang, an upstart in the business world who was invited to give a speech.

Then he was abducted onto a thief boat and has not been able to get off so far.

"Ask you a question." Li Qingyang said suddenly.

"What's the question?" Song Xueqian hurriedly answered, hoping that he would change the subject immediately.

"If you have a brother and both of you have sex at the same time, how would you tell your parents about it?" Li Qingyang asked.

"It's bad enough if I'm one of them, but it's still bad for another brother. My mother can't beat us two brothers to death." Song Xueqian didn't understand what kind of problem he was talking about.

"It's all hypothetical, you just say how you deal with it." Li Qingyang said.

"Then, let my brother come out first." Song Xueqian thought for a while, and replied honestly: "A dead fellow Taoist will not die a poor daoist."

"Well, I think you're right." Li Qingyang smiled, bowed his head, typed a paragraph on the keyboard and sent it.

Song Xueqian leaned over to read it, but Li Qingyang had already closed the notebook.

The man put the notebook aside, stood up and smoothed out the creases on his clothes, "Now it's time to discuss those 'raincoats'. There are bumps, and there are various flavors. Which one do you like?"

"It's only afternoon!" Song Xueqian wailed, "Aren't you gentlemen the most taboo about making public announcements during the day?"

"We can stay in bed until night." Li Qingyang said, reaching out to take off the gold-rimmed glasses and put them aside, revealing a pair of naked eyes that have been hidden for a long time, "Since you just gave me a good suggestion , I can be gentle."

"Do you really know what 'gentle' means?" Song Xueqian went crazy.

"Well," Li Qingyang smiled softly, "I can let you choose a 'raincoat'."

I won't go into details about what happened later.

Song Xueqian went from the living room to the bedroom to the bathroom and finally returned to the bedroom. He suddenly remembered in a daze: What advice did he give Li Qingyang?

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On the second day of domestic time, at [-]:[-] p.m., Zhuang Yi took a car to Strawberry Terrace to participate in the lottery.

Du Jiale's voice was still high-spirited and powerful, "Let us welcome the ten contestants with applause!"

"The second competition of 'Who is the King of Singers' this season adopts an off-site singing system. Contestants will select a singing venue on the stage, and then arrive at the venue by car to sing. After singing, our five guest judges will score the highest score. Four people compete in pairs, and the two winners will directly advance to the top six; the remaining eight players will exchange venues to compete for the remaining four promotion spots!"

"Now, it's time for the exciting venue draw, please ask our staff to deliver the draw box!"

The staff brought up a box closed on all sides and placed it in the center of the stage.

At the same time, the 15 outfield venues prepared by Strawberry Stage rolled up on the big screen, including a small stadium, an open-air stage, a lawn terrace on the top floor of a shopping mall, and a concert stage at a bar...

There are differences in the size of the venues, but they are all distributed in places with relatively dense crowds, and the distance between them is not too far, which is convenient for swapping venues during the second round of competition.

The contestants stepped forward to draw venues one by one according to the order of numbers, and Du Jiale would give a corresponding introduction for each one drawn.

Zhuang Yi is No. 15, and No. 16 was eliminated in the last round. He was the last one drawn.

After all the other contestants were drawn, there were still six yuan left in the venue, two small auditoriums, an open-air stage at the entrance of the shopping mall, a lawn terrace on the top floor opposite, a small gymnasium, and a central square.

"The small auditorium and the gymnasium are closed spaces, and the rest are open-air stages." Du Jiale reminded.

Zhuang Yi stepped forward, reached into the box, touched a few scattered balls, hesitated for a moment, and grabbed one of them.

The ball was taken out, and the camera gave a close-up, it was the No. 4 ball.

On the big screen, several other venues dissipated, and one of them was enlarged.

"Here, the No. 4 ball drawn by Zhuang Yi is an open-air stage, located at the entrance of Dayang Department Store..." Du Jiale was slightly stunned before he started to introduce. He knew that the public opinion was very unfavorable to Zhuang Yi recently. If Yi can get an indoor venue, the singing effect can be guaranteed to the greatest extent.

Who knows the probability of 6/[-], he still chose an outdoor venue, and it was still at the entrance of a big shopping mall, which was almost the most unfavorable to Zhuang Yi among the remaining [-] venues.

This open-air stage is temporarily built, passers-by can stop and watch, this is usually a good opportunity to increase the popularity, but now the whole network is criticizing Zhuang Yi's fake singing and fake competitions, in case the audience collectively Protest, whether Zhuang Yi can finish singing is a problem.

Du Jiale sympathized with Zhuang Yi in his heart, and handed him the microphone, "Contestant Zhuang Yi, is there anything else you want to say to the audience and the judges?"

Zhuang Yi took the microphone and thought for a while, "I will sing seriously, please watch my performance."

Du Jiale felt sorry, but there was nothing he could do. He raised his voice and said, "Our first batch of contestants has already set off for the venue, and the second batch of contestants will leave immediately. We will enter a commercial, and the competition will start after the commercial!"