half face makeup

Even the mentally handicapped know—during this period of time, did you know too much?

Can't it?I just picked up some news about you, the goddess. It was an old incident five or six years ago, orthodox history, and those unofficial laces are not touched at all!I don't know much!

So I said cautiously: "Equal to zero."

"No, it's equal to two." Di Jinzhuang's eyes were dim, "It doesn't matter if it's equal to three, but remember not to make it equal to four."

I immediately understood what the goddess meant—the range of things you know so far is very safe, but if you make mistakes, you will be courting death.

Although it was a warning, I breathed a sigh of relief and promised: "In the future, when I see one plus one, I will write three! No matter if it is Wikipedia or Baidu Encyclopedia, it will not stop Zhengli's footsteps!"

Di Jinzhuang smiled, and handed me another card with a few elegant words wrapped around it by clear vines. I took it suspiciously, and heard his tone lightly: "I can't stay outside any longer, I promise to treat you once." Rice, use this first."

As soon as I touched this VIP top-level membership card, I knew that this restaurant must be extremely bourgeoisie. I couldn't help looking at this card over and over again: "Is it for [-]% off? Or [-]% off?"

"Free of charge."

"How many times can it be? One-time consumption?"

"Eat till you die."

With tears in my eyes, I clenched the card tightly: "Goddess, why didn't you give it to me sooner?!"

Dipping off makeup, he said indifferently: "What do you do if you eat too much food and don't work hard? I worked so hard to raise a rice worm?"

I blurted out: "How could it be! I'm warm and full, thinking about lust and desire, I haven't eaten you, the goddess yet!"

Dripping makeup: "..."

Seeing the goddess' unfriendly eyes, my mind was like having been bombarded by 56 colorful cannons in the celebration, and I immediately changed my words in a panic: "No, no, it's kneeling and licking! Kneeling and licking!"

With all the makeup on, he glanced at me, ignored it, and directly bent over to get into the leather seat next to which the guard opened the door.The body and engine had already been prepared, and the car started up almost as soon as the door was closed.

I want to cry but have no tears—goddess, I really just want to kneel and lick!Don't you run so fast! !

At least send a good person card ah hello! !

……

Just bought a few spring rolls in the commercial street and walked back. There was a new round of publicity for the exchange meeting of opera masters in August. The final publicity was extremely beautiful, and there was even a hardcover publicity picture book.I saw a large poster with a hardcover cover on the street. Although the color was gorgeous, it seemed faintly indifferent because of the layer of light gauze covered.

Wearing a monochromatic costume with dripping make-up, long water sleeves spilling all over the floor, three feet of black hair blown away by the wind, the color of red sand's lips is really as if stained with blood, and it looks very beautiful.

In this interlaced world of black, red, orange and gold, everyone is obliterated by this color, only that figure is as lonely as snow on a mountain top, and his pupils are like the clear moonlight.

……

After returning to Chai's house, I went directly to find Fan Jinglan. Although we really didn't get along well, she was the only one I could rely on at the moment.After I sat down, I went straight to the point and said, "You can see the first step from that game of blindfold chess, so how much do you know at this point?"

Fan Jinglan was approving the documents without raising her head: "The secret must not be revealed."

I laughed angrily: "Fuck you! Did the goddess and Yan Fafu fall out on purpose?"

Fan Jinglan raised her eyelids, then lowered her eyes: "Family secret, no comment."

Me: "..." I could only put the cup heavily on the table, "Master Fan, the relationship between me and you is not so rigid, is it? Isn't it just my conscience that wanted to save the language of the earth? What do you do?" See how I look like a late lady?"

Fan Jinglan pointed at the door with a pen: "As the parent, please don't hinder me from handling official duties."

I:"……"

I could only leave indignantly, slandering me all the time, as expected, fairy tales are really classics, and the stepmother is an unreliable thing, at this time, the airs are higher than the sky.

In the next few days, in order to follow up the news, I ordered newspapers, and every time I went to the newsstand to pick up a few copies, I also brought a few collections of fairy tales for Cowhide Candy—the little one recently read philosophy carefully. , When meeting people, he has a deep face, and discusses very seriously: "What is the source of all things? Thales' water principle said that everything in water is water; but Parmenides said that it is the substrate; Anaxagoras I want to study the matrix, and found that it can be divided again. I think that the matrix of the matrix is ​​the original essence, and call it 'Nus'. But the Pythagozilla school disagreed again, thinking that everything is number, but there is another What kind of outlandish ancient Greek scholars think that harmony is the origin of all things. Then sister, do you know which statement is metaphysics?"

I:"……"

I deeply feel the failure of education.

In order to make Nougaty get out of the dead end of philosophy, I had no choice but to buy her a book of fairy tales, and bravely undertook the task of reading bedtime stories.

As a result, I asked her what she got from the story the next day, and she thought deeply: "The production relationship between men and women depends on the ability to reproduce. From the nature of Snow White's work of enslaving the seven dwarfs, the seven dwarfs They're all toothpick men."

I:"……"

Damn damn it!

This is not going to work, baby fairy tales are too dangerous, I decided to develop a religion of love and bought her a Bible.

As a result, she had just watched Adam and Eve's eldest son Cain kill the younger son Abel, and she swore that she understood: "It turns out that the First World War happened at this time, and all of a sudden the world lost four children." One-third of the population, the trigger is the tragedy that happened indirectly because Jehovah ate meat instead of vegetarian."

I:"……"

Alas... So God is a meat eater, no wonder Christians are not as lean and thin as Buddhists... Wait a minute, does God's love of meat have anything to do with what I told you to understand? ! !

No, you have to change your education.

A few days later, in the process of lingering in the book city, I finally found a series of books that are positive, full of hope, loving nature, and not even a single punctuation mark. Collection! !

The world is better.

Note:

The story of Cain and Abel comes from the Bible. They are a pair of brothers born after Adam and Eve were expelled from the Garden of Eden.The elder brother was Cain, who was a farmer, and the younger son was Abel, who was a shepherd.Cain brought an offering of the fruit of the field to the Lord, and Abel also brought the sheep of his flock.But God favored Abel's offering more than Cain's, so Cain hated and envied his younger brother, and finally killed Abel.

(Became the world's first murderer, leading to a world war that wiped out a quarter of the population in one fell swoop. ← This is just a joke)

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☆, August [-]

It was sunny in August, the residual heat was still there, and the sun had steamed the concrete floor into twisted ripples. The thick green sycamore leaves on the top of the head seemed to be scorched by the scorching sun, and the cicadas were singing loudly, shaking the world .

The "Spring Ox Head" at the foot of the southeast mountain is adjacent to the "Second Tombs of the Southern Tang Dynasty" and the "Tomb of Zheng He", which is also an excellent geomantic treasure.At this time, the sun was scorching hot, the huge cemetery was empty, and the blue-gray stone tablet stood alone.

I carried a bag of long fish noodles and walked up the planned straight stairs, followed the familiar path to the stone monument that I personally supervised, held up an umbrella, sat down cross-legged, and placed the long fish noodles in front of the tombstone .

August [-]nd, Qiao Zuodong's birthday.

I never remember the date of death, because remembering a death date is a burden. You have to think about the day when someone passed away forever every year.

It’s all about remembering, why not remember some representative, commemorative and hopeful days during your lifetime?

Although my mother's birthday has never been with me, in her words, "I need the pleasure of ascending to the sky more", I was extremely obsessed back then, and I wanted to know what it was like. So I went to ride a roller coaster, and it was so pleasant that I vomited all over the floor.

So I came to Pujue Temple with long fish noodles at this time, and I couldn't remember anything.I opened the long fish noodle lunch box, took out my chopsticks and ate it, and then thought about the recent things in this empty place where only the cicadas were chirping.

……

Yan Fafu and the most powerful backer behind him collapsed, and Meng Poting withdrew all assistance with him, and naturally withdrew his support for his ascension to the head of the family, making the other heirs of the Yan family ready to move.

I really don't understand it. It stands to reason that supporting Yan Fafu to ascend the throne of Pingping King is only good for Meng Poting no matter where you look at it.Moreover, Meng Poting spent so much effort to kill Mr. Yan, if a Yan family who did not agree with Meng Poting robbed the fruit—would this loss-making goddess of business really do it?

I have to say that Meng Poting's series of things are too incredible.

If you don't engage in Yan Luodian and don't engage in Wenren's family, you will desperately lower your own strength.

If it is a sign of weakness in other aspects, it may be reasonable, but strength is the capital on which the entire force is based, so reducing influence and support again and again will undoubtedly destroy the Great Wall!

This deadly situation makes me worry. The other heirs of the Yan family are now forming cliques and relying on connections everywhere. Once there is a trouble, it will be really hot, and Yan Fafu's position as the head of the family is getting more and more hanging.

Asked about Chi Rong, Master Chi was singing half of the sentence "Dreams are broken and the fragrance is gone, 40 years old willow in Shenyuan". , if you can’t guess it, it means that King Yan Luo and Wen Renmo can’t guess it either, so it’s very good, very good, very good.”

After she continued with a long chorus of "Don't blow the cotton", I was actually a little happy in my heart. After she finished singing, I asked one more question: "So you think their IQ is at the same starting line as mine?" up?"

Chi Rong glanced at me, and said in a long voice, "Actually, I'm cheering for you."

I:"……"

After finishing a bowl of long fish noodles, I patted the plaster on my shorts, stood up with an umbrella, walked slowly into the path of Pujue Temple, and walked out of the park along the scorched stone slabs baked by the sun. cemetery.

After walking for about ten minutes, passing the small road under the high wall of Pujue Temple, I saw a group of bustling people besieging the city, and there were a few whispers, which sounded quite classic.

"Poor thing."

"It's really a crime, and it's in the pure land of Buddhism."

"Give it up, let me take a picture, oops, let me post on Weibo, 3G is so expensive outside!"

I thought it was some weird disabled person, or put up a card with his own tragic story, but it didn't make any sense.

Unexpectedly, just after I walked over, a police car roared over and stopped by the side of the road.

I turned around, frowned, and saw a few policemen get out of the car, disperse the crowd, and then reveal the true face of the mysterious object—it was indeed a person, or a dead man with a puddle of blood all over his body.

The police cordoned off the onlookers while ordering them to leave.A policeman picked up the walkie-talkie and reported to the top: "Yes, yes, this person ran away when he saw us, his expression was flustered, and we thought there was a ghost, so we started chasing him. Unexpectedly, this person was in a panic and stumbled from the height of Pujue Temple. The wall fell down and I was out of gas... ID? Wait, let me check... No, I don't have any ID. Wallet? I do have it, and I still have 5000 yuan. The clothes are high-grade, and my height is more than 1.7 meters, about 50 Around the age of ... we have now sealed off the scene, waiting for instructions from above!"

Look at that little appearance, it really fell from a height.I looked up at the city wall cast into a monastery-like platform next to me, and then I got closer and squinted my eyes.

Immediately, a policeman stopped me: "Little girl, don't go there, we are enforcing the law."

At this distance, I carefully identified the person again, and suddenly said: "I know this person."

The policeman must have been impatient due to the heat: "You know... huh? Your relatives?"

"No." I said, "Have you read the newspaper? His name is Yan Xinchi, the deputy director of Baiyan Building Materials Co., Ltd."

When I saw the first successor of the Yan family, the eldest son of Mr. Yan, and the uncle of Yan Fafu, I was really shocked.

Fuck, you're so hot that you're ready to be a parent, so you fell to your death for no reason?

Still dying in the temple... You are not able to grasp the Buddha's feet, so you want to die early and be reborn early? !

Good guy, the cemetery is behind it, which really saved the family a lot of moving fees.

My mind was in a state of confusion, I acted as a witness and watched for a long time, and suddenly I was shocked, could it be that the goddess made a move?

It's terrible, I immediately took out my mobile phone and dialed Yan Fafu's number, after a few beeps, Yan Fafu picked up: "Yi Shu, there is nothing to talk about between us, you smashed my crystal and it's never over!"

I:"……"

Damn Yan Fafu, you bastard, your uncle is dead!The dead body is right in front of me!You still care about a crystal with me!

I hung up the phone resolutely, then quietly took a picture of the cordon in front of me, and sent a multimedia message directly.

Half a minute later, Yan Fafu called back: "Where are you?"

I said strangely, "Don't you care about the crystal? Why don't you care about it with the goddess! The pig doesn't blame the merchant for complaining about the butcher, and the ghost still lingers after committing suicide."

Yan Fafu was silent for a while, and then said solemnly: "I'm not really caring about the crystal, Yi Shu, I'm caring about your personality. Master Zhuang bought you after a meal. It's conceivable that You're mentally weak and morally corrupt, and I feel like a failure in the company of someone like you."

I raised my umbrella so that the scorching sun could not get my thick skin: "Really? The upright Master Yan Er, if the goddess asks you to shave my hair at the price of treating you to a meal, this business cannot be done." Do?"

Yan Fafu was very firm: "Don't do it!"

My heart vibrated for a moment, thinking that this guy is really an upright and sunny boy. Before the vibration in my heart was over, Yan Fafu continued: "How can I invite you to a meal! Master Zhuang and I have been friends for so many years. At least cook the soup yourself! As long as you take a bite, I'll shave your head off!"

I:"……"

Master Yan Er, why the fuck wasn't you the one who fell to his death from the Buddhist gate today? !

After negotiating with Yan Fafu for a long time, this guy didn't know the current situation at all.According to him, the days during this period of time were very pleasant, because the coffin of Mr. Yan was going back to the ancestral grave in the remote mountains, and he personally escorted him. village girl.

I:"……"

Yan Fafu heard the general situation I said, and suddenly said: "Does Master Zhuang need to take action? No, this situation is simply logical-the most dreadful force behind me has collapsed, making the seven uncles and eight uncles think about it." It's active, but I have a lot of influence in the Yan family for many years. If they want to fight for that seat, they will definitely recruit foreign aid. Meng Poting is hopeless, so I will pull Yan Luodian. Yan Luodian may think Meng Poting is nothing. If they dare not accept the conspiracy, then—they can only pull on the Baidao relationship. Wang Chuanhe has already said hello to the Baidao relationship, so they can only pull the Baidao relationship from Yan Luodian. At this time, expose those Baidao Official bribery was related to the viaduct incident. In the eyes of the police, it became Mr. Yan who committed suicide in fear of crime. The Yan family tried their best to pull the relationship away from the incident, but the more anxious the more ghosts in their hearts? Hahaha, Bai Dao of Yan Luodian Powers, and those who block my way, this time, it's all over."

After I heard it, I was startled: "In other words, this is a conspiracy?"

Yan Fafu hummed: "They take a step back and give me the position of King Equality, and the next step is to be caught by the police's suspicion. They are so greedy, how could they hand over the King Equality to me, the ninth heir?"

"Aren't your Yan family famous for their cunning?"

"This is about dealing with people. You can squeeze out a lot of benefits when you talk about business. But for the overall situation, except for my grandpa, an old fritter, other people are still very ignorant."

After hanging up the phone, I took another look at the corpse that was pulled into the car, and turned to leave.

Taking retreat as advance, this move is also safe and sound.According to Meng Poting's support, it will be very difficult for Yan Fafu to sit on the position of King Equality. After all, the heirs of his father's generation are likely to rely on the old to sell the old, and they can't save face when dealing with things.Or sitting on arrogance and finally getting to the point where the family is divided, the strength of the Yan family will be like that of the Chai family, but it will be greatly reduced.

A scene of smashing crystals made the heirs of the family unable to advance or retreat, so that they are now in the abyss.

Two days later, the newspaper made a headline - "Yan Xinchi, deputy director of Baiyan Company, accidentally bumped into the law enforcement police while bribing officials in the 'viaduct incident', mistakenly thought that the incident had been exposed, fled to Pujue Temple and died unexpectedly!"

I put down the newspaper and took a sip of coffee: "This is really a coincidence."

On the opposite side, Chi Rong, who was finishing shopping, was putting on nail polish, glanced at the newspaper, let out an ah, and criticized: "The police are too irresponsible! I happened to go to get the hairdress that the makeup master commissioned to repair that day, but a man killed me on the way." Thief! I said why I waited for a long time after calling, but the police uncle still didn’t come to catch the thief, so he ran to the temple!”

I looked up at Chi Rong, Chi Rong painted the last nail, and then smiled, beautifully: "What's the matter?"

"No."

"But you have a fierce look in your eyes!"

"I just feel that Chi Da is really getting more and more beautiful the longer he grows."

"..."

……

Note:

"Meng Duan Xiang Xiao, 40 years old willows in Shenyuan, do not blow cotton" comes from Lu You's "Shen Yuan No. 40". into an opera similar to singing, with slightly changed punctuation.

The author has something to say: In the fourth class today, when I was working against the design drawings, I hit my little finger with a hammer, and the joints between the fingers were bleeding, and half of the finger cover was red.I finished typing this chapter with my little finger up, so red blood also appeared in the text. I used to be so fair and selfless. 【←Don't kick my thick skin, damn my hands are already hurting

☆、Autumn scenery divides geese and kings

On August [-]th, Yan Fafu became the head of Yan in a low-key manner, as well as the equal king of the ten halls of Yama.

The family of Yan’s family was in decline, and a total of 11 people were squatted because of the “viaduct collapse incident”, and their sentences were different.And because the Yan family shirked responsibility for their crimes and had good relationships, Yan Huichang, who died, was blamed for more than half of the blame.

For such a result, I feel that it is really unfair, and I have too many worries, so I decided to consult the opinion of the new head of Yan.

When I set foot in Yan’s house, Yan Fafu had just finished the ceremony of King Ping’s ascension to the throne. He was wearing a gold-red mask with intertwined hands and feet, and was sitting on the highest seat in Yan’s house. The clouds and smoke settled down and turned into thick ink.

The guy took the congratulatory gift from me and stepped back slowly.When I expressed my concerns, Yan Fafu didn't seem to be worried.

"Even one day is enough." Yan Fafu's voice was still familiar, but because of the addition of a low tone, it seemed to have suddenly aged decades, "As long as they go to prison, they will never get out."

I frowned: "Can you kill people in the Baidao law enforcement agency?"

"I can't, but Zhuang Ye can."

"Wangchuanhe's connections don't seem to be that strong."

"You don't need to forget Chuanhe, not even Meng Poting." The golden red color of Yan Faskin's mask under the light is so bright, but there is a faint meaning, "Killing people at home requires those outside forces. what to do?"

"Home?"

"You have checked so many information about Mr. Zhuang, but you didn't check mine? You are too contemptuous." Yan Fafu said indifferently, "Eight years ago, the police cracked down on an oil smuggling case under the name of Yan's family. It took a lot of effort to buy the joints, and in order to pass this disaster smoothly, the whole family unanimously pulled a group of guys headed by me to take the blame."

I was silent for a moment: "Is this why you want to take revenge on the Yan family?"

"No, I just feel very lucky." Yan Fafu said, "I became Zhuang Ye's family before the six death row prison systems across the country were paralyzed, the defense collapsed, and 30.00% of the death row prisoners successfully escaped from prison."

Eight years ago!

I was really stunned, because no matter how much I checked the goddess's information, I couldn't find out what happened six years ago. The goddess's past before the age of 20 was completely blocked.And from my father's mouth, I can barely know that the goddess once had a criminal record, but this record is likely to have been destroyed long ago.

Yan Fafu was imprisoned eight years ago, and one year later, then seven years ago, there was a large-scale escape of death row prisoners?

Seven years ago, the goddess was 19 years old.

But what about the year when the goddess was 19 to 20 years old?Why can't I find half of the news?Where is he in a year?

Damn, this is really life like a play, complicated and confusing.

Slightly opening a hole from Yan Fafu, I immediately began to ask: "In other words, the goddess has the most powerful contacts in the prison?"

Yan Fafu suddenly smiled: "There are no contacts in the prison, only family members and dead people."

Coming out of Yan's house, I blew the night breeze for a long time, stood at the street corner for a long time, and then walked slowly towards the subway station.

Yan Fafu didn't disclose any more information, but there was only one thing he said very clearly.When I asked him why the goddess was convicted, Yan Fafu shook his head: "I don't know, but one thing is for sure, it is definitely not his fault."

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing interesting, don't you understand?"

"Is there any evidence?"

"This kind of thing never needs evidence. There was no evidence back then, so I can be stuffed in. Without evidence, I can come out." Yan Fafu slowly reached out and took off the mask, and smiled slightly, "Life is a dream in the world, and it's a dream again." What evidence is needed to prove it?"

What Yan Fafu said was right.

I looked at the train time at the underground subway station, bought a few coins, and stood on the platform and waited for the train 10 minutes later.

At such a night, there are only a few gloomy lights left on the platform, and the broken newspapers are blown by the cold wind, making a rustling sound. The piano sounded.

I looked over, and there was actually a boy in the corner with a broken and inferior violin in his hand. Seeing me looking over, his voice was hoarse, and then it sounded again. The tone was simple and familiar.

I lamented that this world is really not easy, and children are performing in the middle of the night, which is too scary.

So I walked over, took out a ten-dollar bill from my wallet, put it in front of him, and said, "Can I not play "Ave Maria" at night, and will you play something else? How about I set a theme for you?" ?”

The boy looked at me with wide eyes: "What song do you want? I don't know if it's too biased."

I pondered for a moment: "I also know that you can't play the world famous song, "The Great Compassion Mantra", many people can sing it."

boy:"……"

The ending of this matter is very intriguing. The boy couldn’t play the song of compassion, but he refused to return the ten yuan, so after some bargaining, we reached an agreement-playing "Little Cabbage" twice.

Later, when I told Chi Rong about this, Chi Rong looked at me in astonishment, filled with righteous indignation: "Forgive me, I misjudged you!!"

Seeing how angry she was, I hurriedly picked up a magazine to cover my face: "What's the matter, molesting a child is right for entertainment at night, the subway station is so far away, you can't even connect to 3G, it's easy to think wildly while waiting for the bus!"

Chi Rong didn't listen to my explanation, and was still full of anger: "Why don't you have any basic musical literacy! That's a violin! A violin is not an erhu!! You actually let a violin play cabbage!!"

I let out a sigh, and felt a little relieved: "I also want him to play a Chinese cabbage, so it doesn't need to be played twice by the small cabbage...Okay, I won't talk about it, so tell me, what song should I play?"

Chi Rong snorted, very contemptuous: "Of course it's Little Apple!"

I:"……"

Did you build Chi Da, the violin is so beautiful.

……

On August [-]th, the celebrity exchange meeting "Autumn Colors Divide Geese and One King" was grandly opened in the capital Beijing.

This exchange meeting gathered visitors from all over the world, and the goddess really kept her promise and gave the only ticket left on hand to the world to draw a lottery. I don't care much about who gets drawn, because it's not me.

Those who are most concerned about and looking forward to this feast are those students who are professional in opera singing.Some gossip came out from nowhere, saying that one of the items in the master exchange meeting was suggested by the goddess, and it showed a tendency to accept disciples.

When this news broke out, it really turned the opera world upside down.

As we all know, the goddess of makeup has debuted for six years and has no disciples so far.And as the troupe leader of the most elite troupe of Sushi Group, one of the four major business leaders, he is also a direct disciple of Sushi Old Master, and he is still at the peak of his reputation. If he can get the goddess Qingmi at this time, it can be said that he will skyrocket Ninety thousand miles.

It is not difficult to imagine that in less than three years, with such comprehensive cultivation and support, it is definitely not a problem to become the leader of a new generation of opera stars.

When sending the goddess into the VIP channel of the airport, I also raised this issue a little bit, and tapped on the authenticity of this news.

The goddess is sorting out the backpack. The valuables such as hair and costumes are consigned by a special person. In the backpack are some special things, such as biochemical weapon eight-treasure porridge and alcohol, as well as some unknown medicine bottles and clean injections.While sorting out Chi Rong's messy things, he said casually, "About disciples? Why didn't I know?"

My heart went back to my stomach, but my face was still full of worry: "It's all rumored outside."

"Nonsense."

Immediately my mood brightened, the smell of vinegar dissipated a lot, and I happily helped to unzip the bag: "I'll come, I'll come, by the way, Goddess, when are you coming back? Xiaoji said that although your physical condition is under control, you don't need it just to be on the safe side." Playful, come back as soon as possible. The exchange meeting lasts for five days, and I have already turned off the things after five days. When you come back, give me a call and I will pick you up. And do you want to eat something? Ordinary cooking I don't dare to boast, but I am very confident in making a biochemical weapon..."

"Yi Shu, you have pulled the zipper ten times in a row, and it will break if you pull it again."

Chi Rong, who was pretending to be an invisible person, also stepped on my foot, motioning for me to return to my soul.

I haven't seen the goddess since I smashed the crystal, because Nuan Busi knelt and licked her mouth without any choice, and my heart was extremely disturbed. At this moment, I cheekily ignored Chi Rong's warning, and continued: "But goddess, your first time After being away for so long..."

"You can't go any longer."

I let go of the zipper, rubbed my face, moved my facial muscles, and made a bitter expression: "But the affairs of the Yan family are over. I also used Chai Si's private deal with the Yan family to kill him. Give him a hand, he is now being investigated by Bai Dao in a hurry, I can definitely go to Beijing with you."

"Do you think I didn't care about your outrageous words, so you dare to bargain with me now?" I act like a baby, and it doesn’t even matter if I commit a crime. But I really hate that you dare to disturb my situation for a little personal matter, especially this kind of personal matter is related to me.”

These words were very serious, and I immediately felt palpitations, restrained my expression, and bowed my head conservatively to be scolded.

In the corner of the eye, Chi Rong was uncharacteristically silent today, wearing glasses to pretend to be an intellectual.

"You also know that kind of medicine, which caused me to have a bad temper recently." The goddess picked up the backpack, patted me on the shoulder twice, and rubbed the hair on the forehead of Chi Rong who was reading the book that didn't exist. Turning around and walking towards the aisle, the voice echoed faintly in the footsteps, "Be good, and watch out for any problems at home, don't worry about it... just force yourself to trust me."

At that moment, the lights and shadows spread all over, and the flourishing scenery seemed to bloom overnight, and the peerless brilliance was condensed on that one back.

Many years later, I still vaguely remember that figure that was drifting away.

In Chi Rong’s memoirs, there was a sentence that explained her unconditional silence at that time—“It’s as if thousands of troops followed behind, the moment’s grandeur, with the advancement of the marriage chess game, bloomed a world-shattering Power and beauty.

He goes away like that.

Just like how he walked so many years ago. "

The author has something to say: Today is a bit late, because when I woke up in the morning, I found that the little finger that was hit by a hammer yesterday was swollen. . .

How swollen is it? . .It's like seeing two thumbs, one left and one right, on one hand. . .

TAT

Today I save two paragraphs and send them together, it hurts so much

☆、Pine Age Crane Life

"Autumn Colors Divide Geese, One Monarch" Famous Masters Exchange Conference, there is only one representative present in the world, and it is Di Jinzhuang, who has become famous in recent years. However, only this person has brought [-]% higher than expected revenue to the organizer. .

I also asked Chi Rong about this matter, since it has something to do with opera, why didn't I bring her along.

Chi Rong was peeling peanuts, and replied naturally: "Because I'm in charge! It's enough for my younger brother to go alone, and if I accompany you, I will appear weak!"

I:"……"

Little brother and your sister, who is it who hugs the money tree repeatedly, snots and tears and calls out uncle? !

Chi Rong stuffed peanuts into his mouth, and said vaguely, "Of course, I still have to look after the house, so I can't leave."

I wondered: "Housekeeping? Such a peaceful situation..."

Chi Rong patted me on the shoulder: "You have to know, Mr. Zhuang, he is not someone who can reassure the enemy, let alone someone who can reassure our own people." Then without waiting for me to ask, he immediately said, "Ah, ah So what, I recently bought a 100-inch ultra-high-definition ADSDS TV display screen, do you want to follow the game of the conference all the time?"

I instantly forgot about the calm situation: "Yes, yes!!"

The situation on August [-]th was still very orthodox. The guests came out to introduce, and then discussed the facts. The scope of literature was very heavy.Although the goddess of makeup sings, reads, does and plays uniquely, breaking a very good cross-generational integration path, she still has a very solid grasp of the basic skills of opera, and her insights hit the nail on the head. Coupled with his unique cool voice, this boring first day The feedback from the exchange meeting was very good, very cute.

August [-]th will be even more exciting, because disciples of masters will compete on stage.

Here I have to introduce a master. This master belongs to the generation of Chi Rong and her father Chi who went downstairs. With the entire background of the world, this great master has been suppressed for decades in grief and anger, but he has been catching up and never surpassed.It is estimated that it was not easy until Master Chi passed away. In the end, after three or four years, Master Chi's proud disciple was born...

Needless to say, when his master came downstairs late with all the make-up on, it was blue out of blue and better than blue.This time the blow was more thorough, it was like Wuzhishan crushing a monkey, unable to turn over.

It is conceivable that Master Juju hates that his fingernails are about to be gnawed off by himself, but he has nothing to do. She is a goddess of make-up, whether it is singing skills, figure, or youthful capital, he can't keep up with it. .

In the previous exchange meetings, he also relied on his high qualifications and extensive experience to pick out obscure and difficult issues in operas or issues that have been debated for thousands of years, and the result is that the art of speaking with dripping makeup is simply amazing. What should be said? What should I not say, in the end, I stunned all the masters, but I still didn't show my feet.

Master Huge was desperate, and felt that he was old, and this kind of thing could only be left to the younger juniors to do.

So he pinned his hopes on a few of his disciples, and established for them the firm idea of ​​"overthrowing the monopoly of opera, especially the group headed by Drip Makeup".