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

In November in Junsha, autumn is in full swing, the sky is blue, and occasionally a few white clouds float by, seeming to tell of the tranquility of late autumn.

The sunlight shines through the clouds and onto the ground, casting mottled light and shadows. As the clouds move, the light and shadows also slowly change.

On Lushan Mountain, the maple leaves have turned from green to yellow, and then from yellow to red, as if performing a gorgeous masquerade dance.

In the park, the golden ginkgo leaves formed a golden carpet. When you stepped on it, the fallen leaves made a rustling sound.

Rows of osmanthus trees are still emitting a faint fragrance. Changsha in November is still full of vitality.

One weekend, the sun was shining brightly.

In the living room on the second floor of Wind Whisper.

A young girl was lying on the sofa playing with her cell phone, with her legs raised up and swaying back and forth.

She has a pure and elegant appearance, a pair of big clear and bright eyes, and delicate skin as white as snow.

Next to the girl, Wang Zihao was typing on his notebook.

A very warm and sweet picture.

Feifei Reading Network.

"The leader's new book is so good that it made me give up love." After reading the latest chapter of Dongfang Bubai's new book, the wandering pig couldn't help but sigh in the book review area.

Some time ago, he went to a KTV with his friends to sing and ordered a girl to accompany him for drinks. She was very pretty and quite beautiful.

Not long after, the stray pig got drunk and couldn't drink any more. The girl came over to stop him from drinking, took his arm to stop him from drinking, supported his shoulders, and let him lie on her legs to rest.

At that moment, the stray pig felt a different kind of care and also felt that he was a normal man.

He took out more than a thousand yuan of his own money. The phone was covered with scratches, the screen was stained, and the back cover was broken. He was reluctant to replace it, and spent six hundred yuan on the girl's phone, which cost six or seven thousand yuan.

The girl looked at the stray pig with affection and said to him, "Don't come to such places in the future. It's not easy to make money nowadays. I can see that you are a good man."

Afterwards, the girl took out her cell phone and scanned another 30 yuan back to the stray pig. She said to him gently, "Be nice to yourself and go buy two bottles of hand cream. Look at you, you've made my stockings, which cost more than 100 yuan, become balled up."

Since the release of Dongfang Bubai’s new book, Wandering Pig has never looked for love again, and has focused on work and waiting for updates.

For some readers, Dongfang Bubai's new book is very interesting.

It is "Zhu Xian", a novel that subverts chivalry.

"Zhu Xian" is a wonderful book. It can be called a fairy tale in the East and a fantasy novel in Europe and the United States.

Perhaps many people will sneer at it and think it is not worthy of being displayed in a respectable manner.

The world of sword immortals, evil demons, and strange beasts does not exist. There is no point in writing about these mysterious and magical things.

However, novels do not necessarily have to reflect real life, but should also describe human nature, the good and evil, the beauty and ugliness of human nature.

As for whether it can attract readers, the key lies in the characterization and the excitement of the plot.

From these two perspectives, "Zhu Xian" is a very successful novel.

"Zhu Xian" is to domestic literature what "The Lord of the Rings" is to European and American literature. It was an insurmountable mountain in its time.

The book "Zhu Xian" is magnificent, magnificent, majestic, ingeniously conceived, and full of wild imagination.

The humor between the lines of the book makes people laugh from time to time, allowing people to fully enjoy the pleasure of reading.

What is most commendable is the description of "emotion", including family affection, friendship, and love, which are described in vivid colors and freely.

However, all those who are in love are like the poison of the love flower, unable to extricate themselves, which means that this is destined to be an irreversible tragedy from the beginning. "Zhu Xian" is just about the growth process of an ordinary boy, but readers can see their own shadows in it: the ignorance, loneliness, melancholy, unrequited love, crazy moths to the flame, and the thought of being abandoned by the whole world...

After completing the writing goal, Wang Zihao put his computer aside. Before he started to rest, he received a phone call.

It’s Zhang Fanzhi, probably calling to complain.

This year's "Singer" started one or two months earlier than last year, unveiling the last fig leaf of the Chinese music scene.

The 57-year-old American female singer and the 23-year-old Canadian female singer, one old and one young, firmly ranked in the top three.

The appearance of the ugly Chinese male singer Adam was an even greater blow. The Chinese singers had almost no rivals. Although they were clearly playing at home, they were so nervous that they frequently sang out of tune.

The audience burst into laughter. No one dared to grab the first two spots, and the competition for the last one was fierce.

This season of "Singer" invited foreign singers to participate. The gap was as big as a chasm, and singers from three generations, old, middle-aged and young, all suffered a miserable defeat.

"Bad news" came one after another. Director Zhang Fanzhi revealed that many singers had been invited before, but were scared away by the live broadcast format.

What is more unacceptable than failure is cowardice before the battle.

The audience suddenly realized that after leaving the recording studio and post-production audio editing, there are very few people who are truly qualified to be called "singers".

"I'm out of my mind, doing a live broadcast." Zhang Fanzhi sighed on the phone.

The ratings are there, but it’s not much different from killing the goose that lays the eggs.

There should be more seasons, live broadcasts and foreign singers.

"You trust our singer too much. Don't you know what it means to be in vain?" Wang Zihao had no sympathy for Zhang Fanzhi at all.

It’s not the first day that I’ve been in this circle. There are talented singers out there, but it’s a two-way choice.

Singers like Tang Shujuan are not interested in the "Singer" stage and cannot be invited.

"Brother-in-law, this news is so negative." Wang Zihao had just finished chatting with Zhang Fanzhi and hung up the phone when Liu Xiangxiang immediately got up from the sofa and sat down next to him.

There was a blush hidden under her fair skin, and her two bright eyes flashed with lively light.

The light pink pajamas are simple yet charming, with delicate lace decorating the neckline and hem, reminding people of the beauty of first love.

"What news?" Wang Zihao looked over.

It turned out that Xiao Shuai had an affair with a female colleague at work when his wife Xiao Mei was pregnant.

"Isn't it full of negative energy?" Liu Xiangxiang asked after Wang Zihao finished reading it.

"Well, what a scumbag." Wang Zihao put down his phone and enthusiastically examined Liu Xiangxiang's body.

"That's right, well, Xiaomei is so beautiful, I can't bear it for several months, well." Liu Xiangxiang's cheeks were flushed.

My third brother-in-law was an upright person. When my third sister was about three weeks pregnant and Xu Meili was also more than three months pregnant, he never went out to mess around with other women.

Her third brother-in-law works all day and is very busy. Yesterday, she had a hard time coaxing him to go out and play.

The two went to Xiangbiwo Forest Park, which had just started to be planned and developed. It was very pristine and there were wild trails on the mountain.

However, for those who like hiking, the more off-road they go, the more fun they are.

Liu Xiangxiang was so excited yesterday that she was carried down the mountain by Wang Zihao. (End of this chapter)