Lost in love at the beginning, I backhand her best friend

Wang Zihao suddenly remembered the dream he had last night. He dreamed of himself ten or twenty years later.

At that time, he was the most rumored star in the world, and ironically, none of the rumors were true.

For example, he has five or six wives.

Are you kidding me, treating the law as if it doesn’t exist?

Talking about civility and establishing new trends, two wives have committed bigamy, let alone five or six, which is simply nonsense.

In the dream, some people also said that he is a banana man, with yellow skin and white heart.

You have been studying English for more than ten years, but I have not said anything. I have even studied English for more than ten years and almost passed CET-6.

Now, I just wrote a few English songs and they just slandered me.

Songs such as "Chengdu" and "Prague Square" use children's voices. You also say that I have evil intentions towards children. I am more unjust than the snow falling in June...

Fortunately, it was a dream, nothing so outrageous in real life.

It's not for nothing that the big brother recognized him. How could they allow their little brother to suffer such shame and humiliation?

Wang Zihao was very relieved, and the anxiety and worry in the dream disappeared.

Real life is still beautiful, but dreams are full of messy things that are disgusting.

In Teacher Liu’s room.

Looking at the two delicate bodies bursting with spring light, Wang Zihao suddenly felt melancholy again.

Life in real life may not be much better than in dreams. Xu Meili, who was lying on her side facing him, opened her eyes, with a hint of laziness in her charming eyes.

Blinking, she lifted her skirt.

Wang Zihao's heartbeat suddenly skipped half a beat, and his breathing became awkward.

It’s so eye-catching and so alluring that I can’t do it!

I really want to give Xu Da Niu a lesson with a stick and tell her to have a sense of shame. Even if we are boyfriend and girlfriend, we can't be so presumptuous in front of my other girlfriend.

If it had been another girl, it would have been nothing.

Soon, Xu Meili put down her skirt and gestured to the little man to let him out.

My best friend is half awake.

In order to show respect for your best friends, you should not do any transgressive behavior in front of your best friends.

Her behavior of lifting up her skirt just now doesn't count, and it's not like she was lifting up her best friend.

Wang Zihao fully understood the righteousness, exited the room and returned to the study on the third floor.

This kind of drunken life is too decadent, so we should serve the people.

Code words and continue to save the manuscript.

It takes ten and a half days to save to feel safe, because Teacher Liu is about to go on summer vacation.

When the time comes, the two of them will go on a trip to enjoy life and bring their sister-in-law and sister-in-law with them, so that they can have both love and family ties.

After starting to code, Wang Zihao's heart gradually calmed down.

We once longed for the waves of destiny, but in the end we discovered that the most beautiful scenery in life is inner calmness and calmness.

We once looked forward to the recognition of the outside world so much, but in the end we realized that the world belongs to us and has nothing to do with others.

Serving the people makes people happy. Wang Zihao typed on the keyboard happily, and lines of words appeared in the writing document.

When coding on the keyboard, there are fewer and fewer typos. Basically, ten thousand words are coded, and there are only four or five typos. Most of them can be detected using the "error correction" function of writing documents.

After coding nearly fifteen thousand words, Liu Yueyue came into the study.

She had taken off her pajamas and put on formal clothes.

At this time, she was wearing a refreshing dress with bright patterns and colors that gently set off her fair complexion.

The skirt made of tulle material is light and free, showing off the slender legs when swinging.

Her hair is let down, exuding a light fragrance, very elegant, and the whole person looks light and graceful, lazy but charming.

Wang Zihao looked over and showed respect. He kept looking at him with respect.

He respects his sister-in-law very much.

"I'm going home." Liu Yueyue said softly to Wang Zihao, whose eyes were a little straight.

"Aren't you going to have lunch here?" After coming back to his senses, Wang Zihao looked at the time.

It's time to go down and cook.

"I won't eat anymore. I'll bring the baby to say goodbye to you." Liu Yueyue's pretty face was filled with the glory of motherhood.

"Goodbye, baby!" Wang Zihao stood up and walked over.

Liu Yueyue touched her belly and said, "Why don't you kiss the baby goodbye?"

what?

Wang Zihao is a little embarrassed, you don't even show your pregnancy, your belly is flat, you can't tell at all.

If it's obvious that I'm pregnant, I won't feel any psychological burden by touching her, and I won't be able to accept a kiss.

"Forget it, I'll go back with the baby." Liu Yueyue didn't force it.

Don't be too hasty, take your time.

Hasn’t the father of the child begun to accept that he is the father of the baby?

After you show that you are pregnant, let him touch and kiss you again, and it won't be so abrupt.

Wang Zihao felt very guilty because he refused to agree to his sister-in-law's small request.

So unloving and unethical.

Just as he was about to leave the study, Liu Yueyue suddenly stopped and said to Wang Zihao: "I want to go to the temple to burn incense and donate some merit to the Buddha. Do you have any temple recommendations?"

The sister-in-law suddenly stopped, and Wang Zihao almost rear-ended her. She held on to the door frame and asked without answering, "Do you know why in history there have been acts of extermination of Buddhism and Christianity, but no such thing as the extermination of Taoism has ever been heard of?"

Liu Yueyue pondered, she had never thought about this issue unless her brother-in-law asked.

"Why?" Unable to figure it out, Liu Yueyue had no choice but to ask.

Wang Zihao said: "Our Taoism can be said to be the most bizarre and unique sect among all mainstream religions. Catholicism, Judaism, Buddhism and other religions all rely on believers to support them."

After a pause, Wang Zihao continued: "What about Taoism? They work to make money, do feng shui, tell fortunes, keep fit, exorcise evil spirits, and practice martial arts... What's even more frightening is that other religions all talk about what happens after death and the next life. Taoism It is very pragmatic and carries out practical and useful business. Why should it be destroyed if it is such a hard-working sect composed of migrant workers?"

Liu Yueyue thoughtfully nodded and said: "I understand, it is better to ask the Buddha than to ask you, and to listen to the chanting of sutras is not as good as listening to your stories. I will come here often in the future. If it is inconvenient to come, just call."

Wang Zihao was stunned. Can I take back what I just said?

It’s not bad to ask for help from Buddha. It’s not like you don’t have money to ask for help.

If you want me to read the story, you can give me the money to read the story.

Forget it, it’s really difficult in this era, and the godfather has to help raise the godchild.

Ancient times are better. Cars and horses are far away, letters are slow, and there is only enough time to love one person in a lifetime, but you can...

You can have many concubines.

It was not very good either, and Wang Zihao no longer envied ancient times.

Coming downstairs, Teacher Liu and Xu Meili had already gotten up, and had eaten something to fill their stomachs before lunch.

There is a saying that goes, "One monk carries water to drink, two monks carry water to drink, and three monks have no water to drink."

In fact, the two monks may have no water to drink. Xu Meili's eyes were a little resentful. Last night, she was thinking about riding a dragon in the Year of the Dragon. My best friend is also cruel enough, she would rather be broken into pieces than destroyed.

I can't get it, and you can't get it either.

Several women are checking their mobile phones and surfing the Internet.

There is no doubt that the number one hot topic in today’s news is the identity of Peak Night [Moon Over the Willow Head].

According to Zhang Ruolan, her phone has been inundated with calls ever since Sunrise Dongfang was unveiled. Whether it was business calls or personal calls, they kept stopping in the middle of the night, giving her a headache.

I don't dare to turn off the phone yet, for fear of a public relations incident involving the company's artists.

Just like the electrical emergency repair team or the fire brigade, if there is a power outage or fire in the middle of the night, they have to be on duty.

Jiangcheng.

In a certain restaurant, Lu Daming and two friends who are both directors were preparing to have dinner, and the three of them were chatting.

One of them talked about the TV series he was preparing, which was set three hundred years ago.

At that time, some countries in the West had already entered capitalist society.

While chatting, the three of them came up with this topic.

"In the original story, a person from the West plays an important role. I don't know how to grasp this role in the adaptation." The director of the TV series expressed melancholy.

"I think it can highlight the essence of Western history." Lu Daming said.

"Is it to this level?"

"How to say?"

The other two friends asked curiously.

Lu Daming smiled and said: "I talked about this topic with Sunrise East. Although his opinions are not unique, they go to the essence."

"Oh?" The two director friends were very interested and listened attentively.

Later, Lu Daming stated the essence of Western history.

Even if the landlords and capitalists are killed, within a few years, those who killed the landlords will become new landlords or capitalists, drinking wine and hugging beautiful women, while ordinary people will always be at the bottom of society.

Don't rejoice when the King's Flag changes at the top of the city, because no matter how the King's Flag changes, the lives of ordinary people will not change. If there is a war, they will even become ants, because there is no part for ordinary people at all.

The dragon-slaying heroes will eventually become the objects they once hated. A Western writer wrote a fable in which the animals in the manor drove away the humans who once exploited them through resistance, realized their desire to be the masters of their own country, and advocated the equality of all animals. .

However, the two pigs who eventually led the animals to revolt became the new privileged class. "

"This..." Lu Daming's friends looked at each other.

What the hell is telling the truth? It's too straightforward and can't be filmed like this.

The three of them were chatting, and one of the friends asked Lu Daming: "Da Ming, did you invite any singers to Jiangcheng this time?"

Lu Daming sighed: "I came to the door in person and the other party agreed to give it a try. If it weren't for such a major event as the Asian Games and my movie, I wouldn't be too lazy to go to so many places to ask for help."

"Why don't you look for Chen Tianxian? She has been silent for a long time. She may have inspiration." The friend asked.

Lu Daming shook his head: "She said she had stopped writing and she really couldn't write a song she was satisfied with."

"These people either don't value fame or profit, and they really have a headache." My friend said helplessly, "Chen Tianxian is still in his prime in the entertainment industry. If he retired so early, if it were me, I would definitely have to hang out. Semi-retirement until age sixty.”

"Few creative people think like normal people, and like normal people, they can't write excellent works." Lu Daming understands people like Chen Tianxian better.

Suddenly.

Lu Daming's cell phone rang.

When he saw it was his friend Guo Hongjun's call, he answered it with a smile.

"Lao Lu, let's go to Junsha." Guo Hongjun said there.

"What?" Lu Daming was confused.

"You still have to look for the sunrise in the east." Guo Hongjun exclaimed there.

"I made a phone call last time and gave a hint. He said he was very busy and couldn't find him, right?" Lu Daming said.

Guo Hongjun was speechless: "Lao Lu, Sunrise Dongfang is not an old man, he is very innocent. When you talk to him, don't use charades and half-hidden words. He is such an innocent man and has not been polluted yet."

"I see that he hasn't released any songs in the past few months. He probably has encountered a bottleneck and can't write any songs." Lu Daming said.

"Who said he didn't release any songs? In the past three months, he has released no less than ten songs." Guo Hongjun said.

"Nonsense, I've been paying attention, but he hasn't updated a single song in the past three months." Lu Daming frowned.

"You must not have watched "The Masked Singer" last night." Guo Hongjun said with a smile, "Actually, I didn't watch the live broadcast either. I only watched it this morning."

"Why did you suddenly mention "The Masked Singer"?" Lu Daming was even more puzzled.

Guo Hongjun said something astonishing: "The masked warrior on the peak night of "Singer" is the sunrise in the east."

"What?" Lu Daming stood up from his seat, startling the friends next to him, "How is that possible?!"

Although Lu Daming will not watch every episode of "The Masked Singer" as scheduled, or even watch all of it.

But the performance of "Moon Over the Willow Shaotou" is a must-see for him every time.

He doesn't pay much attention to the music scene, only to the people and things he cares about.

Because he has to direct the opening and closing ceremonies of the Asian Games next year, choose a theme song, and find someone to sing, Lu Daming is paying more attention to the music scene this year.

"That's why it's such a sensation. Now, not only the Internet, but people in the industry are excited. The facts are in front of us, and many people can't believe it." Guo Hongjun clicked his tongue.

If Sunrise Dongfang hadn't performed an authentic solo dance after his unveiling, everyone would have suspected that he was an imposter.

Things like ghostwriting and stand-ins in the industry are routine operations.

Besides, no one dares to impersonate the identity of a peak warrior except himself.

I can’t stand it!

"It's actually the sun rising in the east." Lu Daming murmured to himself, "How could such a monster exist?"

Guo Hongjun lamented: "In the past three months since he revealed his face, the songwriters of new songs that appeared on the stage of "The Masked Singer" have also revealed their identities. Most of the new songs were written by him, and some were sung by other singers. of."

"Schools all over the country are going on summer vacation one after another. The song "Chengdu" has made Chengdu very popular now and there are many tourists. The train tickets and air tickets to get there are also quite tight now." Lu Daming was impatient and didn't want to eat anymore. I want to go to Junsha now.

Sunrise East said it was busy, but it was really busy.

Lu Daming hurriedly hung up the phone with Guo Hongjun, and then immediately asked the company to book a high-speed rail ticket for him to Junsha.

The high-speed train from Jiangcheng to Junsha is very fast and can be reached in more than 90 minutes.

The high-speed trains on the Beijing-Kowloon Line are so fast, with an average speed of 350 kilometers per hour.

then.

That night, at the celebration banquet of the "Masked Singer" program team, Wang Zihao was surprised to find that Lu Daming came to have dinner again.

"Why do I feel like I'm back at the "Singer" celebration party more than three months ago?" Wang Zihao was a little confused.

My brain has indeed been a little abnormal lately, with all kinds of hallucinations and delusions.

Before going out to attend the celebration party, he took a shower.

When he was being washed, he had the illusion that he was recognized as the Lord by a drop of blood.

It's a pity that the water was flushed too quickly, and the opportunity was fleeting and could not be repeated. (End of chapter)