Hu Qiang's Decision

When Hu Yifei asked this question, the writer Xiaohei suddenly sighed faintly.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Hei, a writer, looked at Hu Yifei and shook his head and said, "I know that you are Zhang Wei's best friends, and I envy your friendship, but you must know that each of us has our own secrets. No matter how good the relationship is with old friends, there are some things that cannot be said to old friends."

Hu Yifei crossed her arms and curled her lips: "Can't tell us, but can I tell you?"

"Of course." The writer-type gangster said, "Although I have a normal relationship with Zhang Wei, but because of the normal relationship, sometimes he can tell me things that he can't tell you."

"Stop talking nonsense with me!" Hu Yifei said impatiently, "What did Zhang Wei tell you at that time, tell me quickly!"

The writer Xiaohei breathed out, and then said with a look of reminiscence: "At that time, I asked him why he didn't come back home, why did he want to get caught in the rain here?
He told me that he did something wrong, and now his mind is full of remorse and annoyance, and he doesn't know whether he should go home or what to do.

Then I asked him again, what did you do wrong?

He told me that he did many things wrong, but the most wrong thing was that he shouldn't be greedy for cheap, and he shouldn't have agreed to talk about the internship relationship with Dali, and finally fell into the trap.

In that pit called love, he has actually been entangled all the time.

Just climb out, he is a little bit reluctant.

Why not come out, he was a little flustered, he couldn't see the real future, he was afraid that it would be nothing in the end, anyway, it was very annoying. "

"Zhang Weizhen told you that?" Hu Yifei asked with a frown.

"Of course." Writer Xiao Hei raised his chin and said, "I am also a cultural person who loves writing, and I still want to be the greatest screenwriter. How can I lie about it with such a proud body."

"That's right!" Zhao Haitang nodded in agreement.

Hu Yifei glared at Zhao Haitang with a cold face: "You are tall! Don't interrupt if you have nothing to do!"

Zhao Haitang was taken aback, and was about to speak, but suddenly he frowned and bent down, clutching his belly and said, "Oh, I can't do it, here it is again, I, I'll go to the bathroom first!"

"Are you okay?" Curry Sauce asked concerned, "Do you want me to help you?"

"No, no, no!" Zhao Haitang frowned and gritted his teeth and shook his head, "You are here to watch, after all, such a great scene, I just miss it alone, if you miss it again, it would be a pity."

Upon hearing this, Curry Sauce's eyes suddenly lit up, and he decisively took out his phone and said, "How about it, Haitang, I'll open a live broadcast room, and then pull you into my room.

In this way, you can watch my live broadcast, and you won't miss such a great scene! "

Zhao Haitang was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "This is a good way! Let's do it like this!"

"Then go!" Curry Sauce said with a smile, "Don't worry, I will definitely record everything on the scene, so that you won't miss any wonderful moment."

"That's good!" Zhao Haitang said, clutching his stomach, "I'll go first, you live broadcast well, I'll definitely watch it!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Haitang bent over, covered his belly with one hand and buttocks with the other, trotted away with gritted teeth.

After Zhao Haitang left, Curry Sauce decisively held up the phone, pointed the camera at Xiao Hei, and started the live broadcast.

Seeing the live broadcast of Curry Sauce, everyone turned their attention to Xiao Hei again.

"Cough!" Hu Yifei cleared his throat, and then said to the underworld, "Come back to business, you... By the way, what did you just say?"

The writing gangster said: "I said, it is impossible for me to lie about Zhang Wei. This is against my principles of life!"

Hu Yifei frowned: "So, what exactly is Zhang Wei's confusion and trouble?
Does it mean the thing between him and Dali and Dali's mother? "

"No!" The writer Xiaohei shook his head.

"Actually, Zhang Wei told me about the incident between Zhang Wei and Dali's mother, and he also has his own analysis and judgment.

In other words, in fact, after Zhang Wei escaped from Dali's mother's house in embarrassment, it didn't take long for him to wake up, and knew that it should be a misunderstanding, an oolong, or a test.

In short, Zhang Wei later became convinced that he had not actually had any substantive in-depth contact with Dali's mother, and he had never done anything to be sorry for Dali and Dali's mother. "

"Really?" Zeng Xiaoxian looked suspicious, "Can Zhang Wei really tell if it's a misunderstanding? Couldn't it be that he just took things for the better by chance?"

The writer Xiaohei looked at Zeng Xiaoxian, smiled slightly and said, "Zeng Xiaoxian, although you claim to be Zhang Wei's best friend, you actually don't know Zhang Wei at all.

That's right, Zhang Wei did not do well in his career before, but this does not mean that Zhang Wei's IQ is not good, nor does it mean that he is not working hard enough.

Think about it, how many orphans in this world can be admitted to the University of Political Science and Law by their own strength?
How many orphans can pass the judicial examination and become lawyers on their own after graduation?

After becoming a lawyer, how many people can persist to the end, and finally open their own law firm and become a real practicing lawyer? "

Zeng Xiaoxian blinked: "Is this difficult?"

"Of course it's difficult." The writer-type gangster said, "If it's not difficult, why can't you become a lawyer?"

"I... I didn't choose that major when I chose my major!" Zeng Xiaoxian said, "If I took the law test back then, I..."

"You may not be able to pass the exam!" The writer Xiao Hei smiled contemptuously.

"Nonsense!" Zeng Xiaoxian quit immediately, "I am a double master!"

Writer Xiao Hei smiled contemptuously again: "Your double master's degree is very good. It is incomparable with the difficulty of the judicial examination, and it is also incomparable with the difficulty of being a lawyer. If you don't believe me, you can ask Dali, you can ask him, How difficult it is to be a lawyer in our country!"

Zeng Xiaoxian subconsciously looked at Zhuge Dali, and then nodded at Zhuge Dali: "Mr. Zeng, in terms of difficulty, your Master of Philosophy and Master of History, even if you add them together, are not as difficult as the judicial examination, otherwise , the judicial examination will not be called the best in the world.”

"That's right." Hu Yifei squinted at Zeng Xiaoxian, "Zeng Xiaoxian, don't talk about your master's degree all day long! Your two subjects were unpopular subjects back then, and there weren't many people there. Are you willing to say that?"

"I..." Zeng Xiaoxian blinked, "No matter what, I also have a double master's degree, so don't take master's degree seriously!"

"Okay!" Chen Meijia said suddenly, "Student masters, stop fighting in front of us scumbags. It feels like you are deliberately showing off."

"That's right!" Lu Ziqiao also nodded deeply.

Hu Yifei shook her head, and then asked the writer-type underworld: "So, you want to say that Zhang Wei is actually very hardworking, and has a high IQ, and he is actually good at mixing. We have always underestimated him?"

"That's right!" said the writer-type gangster, "As far as Zhang Wei's conditions are concerned, he can actually be said to be an inspirational model.

It's just that after being with you, he doesn't look so conspicuous.

In addition, he has been very unlucky, either in unlucky, or on the road of unlucky, so that he has become a joke in your eyes, and he has become the laughing stock among you people. "

"Hey, hey, what you said is wrong!" Lu Ziqiao said hastily, "I have never made fun of Zhang Wei, never used him as a joke!"

"Really?" The writer Xiao Hei squinted at Lu Ziqiao.

Lu Ziqiao blinked: "At least, I never looked down on him! Otherwise, how could I regard him as my best brother!"

"That's right!" Chen Meijia added hastily, "At least we two scumbags must not dare to look down on Lawyer Zhang!"

"That's right!" Zeng Xiaoxian also hurriedly said, "Xiao Hei, don't talk nonsense. The relationship between us and Zhang Wei is at most just a teasing between friends. How could he be used as a joke? If you want to say that, I have also been I have been insulted, bullied, and I have had a lot of jokes!"

"Exactly!" Hu Yifei immediately said, "Don't scare me! What's more, I don't believe that Zhang Wei will leave us without saying goodbye just because of this!"

Writer Xiao Hei smiled slightly: "Of course Zhang Wei won't leave without saying goodbye because of this kind of thing. There is another reason for him to leave without saying goodbye!"

"What's the reason?" Zhuge Dali asked subconsciously.

Hu Yifei glanced at Zhuge Dali, but also asked: "Yes, what is the reason?"

The writing-type Xiao Hei put his hands behind his back again and sighed: "It's very complicated in detail, but in general, it's actually four words!"

"Which four words?" Zhuge vigorously asked.

Writing-type Xiao Hei calmly stretched out four fingers of one hand: "These four words are - mid-life crisis!" (End of this chapter)