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

Uncommonly, there are two lines on the stick. Both the control line and the test line are colored, and the test line is obviously clear.

Seeing the results, Chen Tianxian smiled and was full of joy.

Even though it’s not morning, there’s nothing wrong with it!
Of course, you still have to go to the hospital for a checkup.

The hospital's results are the final answer.

Chen Tianxian sent a message to Cao Mengru, asking her to make an appointment and go to the hospital with her tomorrow.

"Okay, Sister Chen!" Cao Mengru's message came back quickly.

Putting down her phone, Cao Mengru felt a little excited.

The result of Chen Tianxian's self-test is likely to be successful, which is also a good thing for Cao Mengru.

Because in the next eleven months, Chen Tianxian's workload will definitely decrease.

There was no workload before, but now it’s even easier.

The world is so beautiful, full of all kinds of amazing things, from spectacular natural scenery to human artistic and scientific achievements, from warm family affection to deep friendship and romantic love. It is also full of diversity and possibility.

"Did you just take a test?" After taking a shower, he saw Chen Tianxian in a daze. There was a stick on the coffee table in front of him. Wang Zihao picked it up and looked around.

Scratching the back of his head, he was a little confused and couldn't read.

"Yes." After coming back to his senses, Chen Tianxian smiled and said, "I will go to the hospital to see a doctor tomorrow to confirm whether it is true."

Wang Zihao was surprised and anxious: "Is this indication a hit?"

"Yes." Chen Tianxian nodded, "Don't say anything in front of Liu Qianqian and Xu Meili."

Wang Zihao was a little embarrassed. As expected of a confidante, he was so considerate.

"If it's true, what about next year's concert?" Wang Zihao changed the topic. There must be a way from the car to the mountain. Women's affairs should be solved by women.

"The time is just right, no delay." Chen Tianxian was very satisfied. Her concert tour originally started in August and ended in October.

There are many women who go to work before finishing confinement. After finishing confinement, she still has about a month to warm up and adjust her condition.

Even during pregnancy, many women dance and dance.

It is said that this is also a kind of prenatal education, and Liu Yueyue still insists on exercising and doing yoga.

Yang Lizi's house.

In the study, she put her hands behind her back and admired a calligraphy and painting on the wall.

This was given to her by Wang Zihao.

The painting is majestic. From the Yanhuang Land in the east to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau in the west, this vast land has both beautiful mountains and rivers and rich human history.

Below the calligraphy and painting is a water town in the south of the Yangtze River in misty rain. The ancient town is simple and elegant, and thousand-year-old trees stand among the fields.

The spring rain is falling continuously, everything is silent, and the raindrops are beating on the eaves.

The lotus flowers are in full bloom in the lotus pond on the lower right, and the fragrance is fragrant and beautiful.

Above the calligraphy and painting is the vast expanse of prairie.

On the upper left, everything is revived, with green grass and flocks of cattle and sheep.

On the upper right, heavy snow is falling, and the vast white fields are covered in silver, like a fairy tale world.

On the left side of the calligraphy and painting is the mysterious Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, with a blue sky, cotton-like clouds, majestic snow-capped mountains, crystal clear glaciers, and rare animals such as Tibetan antelopes and wild yaks running freely.

The center of calligraphy and painting is a prosperous city and vast fields.

The city is full of high-rise buildings and busy with traffic; the fields are rolling with waves of wheat as far as the eye can see.

The edges of the calligraphy and painting are blurry and somewhat unreal.

What Yang Lizi likes most is not the paintings, but the words in them.

"In this small world, a few flies hit the wall.

Buzzing, a few screams, a few sobs.

The ants are attracted by the locust tree and exaggerate the country, but it is not easy for the earthworm to shake the tree.

The west wind is blowing, leaves are falling in Chang'an, and arrows are flying.

Many things are always urgent; the world is turning and time is running out.

ten thousand years is too long, fight for now.

The four seas are churning, clouds and water are angry, and the five continents are shaking with wind and thunder.

We must wipe out all pests and make them invincible. "

It suits her so well!

Starting from "Little World", it is magnificent and has a magnificent realm.

In the vast and vast universe, the earth is just a small and small planet.

This compression of space from large to small shows her majestic spirit and broad mind that accommodates the sun, moon and stars.

The earth is still small, so a few flies hitting the wall are even smaller and insignificant.

He regards those ugly people in the world who are rampantly anti-China and making a fuss as flies that crave fishy smells and crawl under the seams. Their contempt, contempt, disgust, and ridicule are beyond words.

Reduce the number of "flies" to "a few" to describe their bluffing and extremely isolated situation.

The word "hitting the wall" not only metaphorizes its foolish move against the historical trend, but also metaphors its inevitable fate of failure. It can be said that one village and one harmonious complement each other.

The author seems to be standing in the sky, looking down at the world, with a calm, proud and calm attitude, taking a cold look and watching how the "fly" moves, how it performs, and how it becomes a climate.

Viewing this contest from the perspective of history, the times and the universe, through the interaction of rapidly changing time and space, it shows a courage to turn the tide, a determination without hesitation, and an eager fighting spirit.

"So many things are always urgent; the world is turning, and time is pressing." Four neat three-character sentences, with powerful writing, are like copper plates and iron lutes, which promote the rhythm and sonority; like the yellow bell and the big box, the loud sound is boring.

"Ten thousand years is too long, seize the day" points out the necessity and urgency of this contest.

Issues of principle that bear on major issues of right and wrong must be fought over. We cannot sit back and wait for history to draw conclusions. We must proactively meet challenges and gain time to accelerate the historical process of world development.

The country must be independent, the nation must be liberated, and the people must be the masters of their own country. This has become an irresistible historical trend.

"The four seas are churning with clouds and water in anger, and the five continents are shaking with wind and thunder" is an artistic summary and optimistic outlook of the world situation at that time.

This poem runs through the ideological and willpower of opposing imperialism, opposing hegemony, and defending freedom from beginning to end.

The previous film ridicules, exposes and lashes out the hegemonists' actions, with a cold yet humorous tone. The second film is about "chanting from the bottom of my heart to the wind and thunder", which combines scene description, lyricism and discussion, and enthusiastically praises the surging spirit of resistance, with a majestic style.

The upper and lower pieces are integrated into one piece, forming the undulating artistic characteristics of opening, closing, and closing, showing the beauty of a majestic and strong spirit.

"Wu Tong, did you write this?" There was an old man next to Yang Lizi with a stern and sharp face, but his eyes were full of joy and admiration while watching "The River is Red".

"Man Jiang Hong" has an imperial air and is unrivaled in dominance. Wu Tong is Yang Lizi’s codename, but not many people know Wu Tong’s true identity.

"No, it was written by a person who is a saint inside and a king outside." Yang Lizi looked away from the calligraphy and painting with a smile on her face.

Inner sage: refers to the inner moral cultivation and spiritual realm of an individual, and the pursuit of becoming a person with sage character. This involves personal self-improvement, moral perfection, and the practice of a gentleman's personality.

External King: It refers to applying the inner sage’s virtues to external affairs, such as governing the country, dealing with interpersonal relationships, and leadership and influence on the outside world.

In layman's terms, "inner sage" means cultivating one's moral character, and "outer king" means ordering the family, governing the country, and bringing peace to the world.

But since ancient times, there have been only a few people who can be internal saints and external kings.

Lao Zeng is relatively close to this level. He said: "I don't want to be an upright official."

What is the logic?

Lao Zeng also said: "People like a good reputation, everyone is like this."

Lao Zeng likes a good reputation, but he doesn't want to use other people's corruption to set off his own integrity, so he is unwilling to be an upright official. He wants to "complicit in corruption" within a controllable range. Only in this way will his colleagues and subordinates trust him and help him. Achieve great things.

As the saying goes, "Taishan does not give way to the soil, so it can become big." The reason why Lao Zeng was able to take the philosophy of officialdom to the extreme was precisely because he not only adhered to his own morals, but also knew how to be considerate and tolerant of others as much as possible.

Of course, his ultimate goal is to unite and utilize others to achieve a win-win situation.

When the water is extremely clear, there will be no fish, and when people are extremely observant, there will be no disciples. "Inner Saint and External King" is the highest state. This is the essence of "Officials must look to Lao Zeng".

"Then this person knows Wu Tong very well." The old man smiled, "It's rare that he can express it appropriately. Which one is it?"

"The sun rises in the east." Yang Lizi said.

The old man was confused: "The sun rises in the east? I've never heard of it."

"You are not in the literary world, so you have never heard of his name. Most people in the literary world now know that there is such a person." Yang Lizi walked out of the study.

"Wu Tong, I'm not very interested in calligraphy and painting, and I won't ask for it shamelessly. Don't rush out to drink tea. I haven't seen enough yet." The old man glanced at "Man Jiang Hong" with some reluctance, and then followed out.

"I saw your eyes shining, and you said you were not interested." Yang Lizi wanted to drive the old man away.

The old man can be regarded as Yang Lizi's senior brother. He belongs to the peaceful faction in the martial arts circle. He is not tough, but he is not weak either.

The times no longer need Yang Gigi, the old man stepped onto the stage.

Just like the moment Kodak went out of business, it still produced the best film in the world.

It didn't do anything wrong, it's just that the times no longer require it.

"Is it that obvious?" The old man blinked, as if he wanted to squeeze out the light inside and return to normal.

"You didn't shy away from suspicion and came to Junsha to look for me with great fanfare." Yang Lizi sat at the tea table in the living room. Tea was brewing on the tea table, and the mist was steaming.

"There is no way. Some people are dissatisfied with me and say I am weak. I can only come to Wu Tong to absorb some masculinity." The old man sat down opposite Yang Lizi.

"I'm retired, don't talk to me about confidential things." Yang Lizi poured tea for the old man.

"Then let's talk about "Man Jiang Hong"." The old man smiled and said, "Junior sister Wu Tong, I wonder if you are willing to part ways with me?"

"You have to ask the owner of the calligraphy and painting to see if he is willing to give it to you, a man who has no toughness at all." Yang Lizi said.

"I'm not that unbearable, I just can't compare with you." The old man smiled bitterly.

After a pause, he asked curiously: "Who is the owner of the calligraphy and painting? Is he from Junsha?"

"Junsha people are very qualified in political examination." Yang Lizi said.

The old man's eyes lit up: "Wu Tong, can you make some arrangements? If nothing else, just this "Man Jiang Hong". I also want to see him."

"No!" Yang Lizi refused on behalf of Wang Zihao.

She liked the young man very much and hoped that he would gain power, but she did not want him to achieve success overnight.

His son Liu Haidong was a little pushy and put Sunrise Dongfang in a position where he could not bear the cold.

This is not necessarily a good thing.

Very few upstarts end up well. Preventing ordinary people from winning multi-billion dollar jackpots can be regarded as protecting ordinary people.

"Why not let me see you?" the old man wondered.

"Because this young man is excellent and has too little experience." Yang Lizi said.

Sunrise Oriental itself has huge traffic, but it has not moved at all and has not been realized.

He is not a kid from a rich family. Just this fact makes Yang Lizi look at him with admiration.

On the other hand, those celebrities and Internet celebrities, tens of millions of big anchors, also planned and fabricated the incident of "Qin Lang lost his winter vacation homework in Paris".

What for?
Of course it’s traffic!
Traffic is money to them.

For money, they wrote their own video scripts, purchased winter vacation homework online, took selfies with their mobile phones, made related videos, and spread them to multiple online platforms, causing a negative impact.

At that time, "Qin Lang lost his homework" occupied many hot search lists, and many self-media rushed to follow up the hype, deriving many topics such as "Uncle Qin Lang" and "Xichang Middle School".

Recently, the results of the police investigation were announced. It turns out that "Qin Lang" did not lose his job, but instead some "Internet celebrities" and self-media lost their basic social responsibility and moral bottom line.

There are endless frauds in the self-media, from the female rider "who broke down and cried when her stolen electric car delivering food late at night" to the "husband who was abandoned by his wife and took the baby to set up a street stall to pay off debts". The relevant videos were later confirmed to be deliberately staged, and the cases involved Personnel were punished in accordance with the law.

Despite the warning of punishment, fake photos and hype still occur from time to time. You sing and I appear on stage, regardless of the consequences and by any means.

The goal of some "Internet celebrity" self-media is very clear, that is, as long as there is traffic, they can ignore it. To this end, they do not hesitate to create confrontation, spread anxiety, challenge the bottom line, and intensify prejudice.

They got the traffic they wanted, but what they brought to society and the public was negative impact, polluting the network ecology and ruining the social atmosphere.

"Internet celebrity" self-media blatantly falsifies and deceives traffic, but the essence is that the "pushers" behind it have lost their moral and legal bottom lines in order to pursue profits.

The real logic of "traffic monetization" should be to use high-quality and reliable creations to better provide quality and nutritious content to the public, win durable long-term traffic, and thereby obtain corresponding legitimate benefits. It must not become Blindly win attention and lose the bottom line.

"Wu Tong said he was excellent, so I should meet him." The old man said with a smile.

"I told you that he is not suitable to see you yet. He is still digesting his current fame and fortune." Yang Lizi still refused the kindness of her senior brother.

Jinhu Mansion, Chen Tianxian's home.

A beautiful melody echoed in the master bedroom. Wang Zihao crossed his hands and pillowed them under his head.

Suddenly, he raised his head.

But after taking a look, he continued to look at the ceiling, counting sheep silently in his heart: "301, 302, 303, 304..."

The count was getting faster and faster, so fast that he was frightened.

"Sister Tianxian, please take it easy." Finally, Wang Zihao took out his hand from under his head.

It's too high!

That's okay, but if you keep up with the highway, it won't work. (End of chapter)