Uncle Bo, who was a late bloomer but had limited blessings, was like a stone thrown into the river, and after a few waves gently rippled in Lin Miao's heart, he disappeared into the bottomless water of the capital. Lin Miao put away her signature very sorry for Uncle Bo, feeling that Uncle Bo missed a chance to turn over. Otherwise, twenty years later, he might reach out and pull him for the sake of Uncle Bo's handsome life.

After all, that's just a little bit of in the crotch of an old man's pants, and it's far from harmful, as long as you control the direction of public opinion a little, with more than eighty percent of people on the Internet habitually hitting the keyboard without a brain, Uncle Bo will easily turn the tables in public opinion. As for where this self-confidence comes from-just kidding! As a prodigy who apprenticed to a deputy ministerial-level cadre at the age of seven, his father is rich and famous, and his whole family is in the system, if he continues to work hard and lonely for 20 years and still can't save even a single play, then there is still a point in the rebirth?

In the depths of Lin Miao's subconscious, arrogant but not arrogant, similar thoughts flashed, and then sighed softly, and whispered to himself: "I'm still young, I can't grasp the lifebuoy of fate......"

Chai Xiaojing, who was sitting opposite Lin Miao, heard that her eyelids jumped again.

She naturally didn't know what Lin Miao meant by this, but it was enough to make her feel impatient.

Regardless of whether the child in front of her, who obviously played cards according to common sense, was really Lin Guorong's son, but at this point in the interview, she no longer had enough patience to communicate with Lin Miao further. There are so many dignitaries and nobles in the capital, even if Lao Lin's fortune has been red recently, in the final analysis, it is nothing more than a code word. How many people are there in the building of code words? Some of them are even so high that if they were engaged in writing professionally, they might not have won the Nobel Prize in Literature.

In such a comparison, which onion is Lin Guorong?

Chai Xiaojing raised her hand and looked at the time, feeling that she had wasted twenty minutes in vain. But just as they were about to get up, two disheveled men and women suddenly rushed into the restaurant and rushed to Lin Miao and Luo Li.

Qin Wanqiu, who woke up and found that her daughter and Lin Miao were all missing, knocked on Lao Lin's door almost like crazy just now. At this time, she saw Luo Li obediently sitting next to Lin Miao eating, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Lao Lin, who was also frightened, also fell to the ground with the stone in his heart, he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and kept saying: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay......

"Why don't you say a word to your mother when you go out, I'm scared to death my mother!" Qin Wanqiu didn't care that she only put on a bathrobe, sat down next to Luo Li, and hugged Luo Li into her arms. Luo Li hugged Qin Wanqiu's arm, shook it slightly, raised his head and stared at her with big eyes, which made Qin Wanqiu lose his temper at once.

Lin Miao would never shirk her responsibilities when she shouldn't shirk her responsibilities, and stepped forward in the Dongou dialect, which is known as the language of the devil, pointing at Chai Xiaojing and saying, "Auntie, it's none of Lili's business! It's this aunt who sees me and Lily are good-looking, so she has to interview us!"

What? What is this dialect?

Chai Xiaojing was confused when she heard it, and Lao Lin and Qin Wanqiu couldn't help but look at Chai Xiaojing.

The two sides stared at each other, Chai Xiaojing, who was a standard literary and artistic young woman, never thought that the first time she met Lin Guorong, who was well-known in the literary and youth circles, the other party would be dressed like this - Lao Lin was shirtless, wearing trousers, and his belt was loose and unfastened, just like a beer belly in August facing the world, the most greasy shape in the world is nothing more than this......

"Sir, since the child has been found, go back and get dressed, it's too unsightly. Several hotel foremen hurriedly caught up from behind, breaking the strange atmosphere between Lao Lin and Chai Xiaojing.

Lao Lin was out of the house, but he was much more reasonable than in Dongou City, and immediately agreed while saying to Qin Wanqiu: "Okay, that ...... Late autumn, child, you take a look first, I'll go up and get dressed first. ”

"Take it home and eat it. Qin Wanqiu was frightened, and she was even less interested in Chai Xiaojing, so she directly picked up Luo Li and grabbed Lin Miao with the other hand, lest one of them get lost again. When the foreman heard Qin Wanqiu's words, he also hurriedly helped pack bread and milk, as for the rule that food is not allowed to be taken out in the restaurant - if there is really a bad pen hotel to be meticulous and completely follow the rules, then with this kind of flexibility and eyesight, there is no management level, then it is estimated that this hotel will not be open for a long time.

The four of them were like a family of four, carrying a big bag of breakfast to go out of the restaurant, Chai Xiaojing finally came back to her senses.

She hurriedly stopped in front of Lao Lin, and asked excitedly and uncontrollably: "Wait a minute, are you Teacher Lin Guorong Lin who wrote "Miscellaneous Conversations in the Small Courtyard"?"

"Ahh Lao Lin glanced at the logo of the camera on the shoulder of Chai Xiaojing's colleague, and saw that it was from the pants building, so he couldn't help but look straight, and asked rhetorically, "You guys are from CCTV?"

The corners of Chai Xiaojing's mouth were the same, and she finally smiled.

……

"So you're here this time mainly to visit your children? Are you friends with Ms. Qin?" 20 minutes later, Chai Xiaojing set up a machine in Lao Lin's big suite and started an interview with the characters she had wanted to do for a long time.

Lao Lin, who was dressed in clothes, became like a dog again, crossed Erlang's legs, smoking a cigarette to the camera, his state was relaxed and natural, his bearing was excellent, and the typhoon was excellent. The handsome middle-aged guy who had his beer belly covered came back when he saw it.

"I am friends with my lover in late autumn, her lover is the deputy director of our district public security bureau, and I am the deputy director of our street in charge of urban construction and comprehensive management...... I usually have more contact at work," Lao Lin said nonsense without blinking his eyes.

Lin Miao, Luo Li, and Qin Wanqiu sat off-camera and watched.

Qin Wanqiu's eyes looked at Lao Lin, and gradually became reverent.

It is no wonder that a man with a successful career, thirty-five or sixteen years old is the most attractive time in his life, he is in the prime of life, has a calm temperament, and is capable of doing things, even if his figure has begun to lose shape, but he can't hide the light of success. Not to mention, Lao Lin's success is not a small asset in the general sense, he is a national-level success that even CCTV reporters have to interview! In addition, coupled with the least important but important enough appearance factor for successful men, Qin Wanqiu can hold on to not giving Lao Lin a chance to go to the base, to be honest, morally blameless. Even if there is an occasional slippery slope in her thoughts, it can't be blamed on her.

It's just that the popularity of household sanitation facilities in our country is not good enough.

Otherwise, Lin Miao would not have let Lao Lin embark on the road of no return to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf for the sake of a flushing toilet......

"You said that your child has just won the first prize in the Qujiang Provincial National Primary and Secondary School Essay Competition? Chai Xiaojing chatted with Lao Lin more and more happily, and the conversation turned to Lin Miao again, "What books does that child usually like to read?"

"This one. Lao Lin smiled slightly, and the father and son shook the pot heartily, "You can ask him yourself." ”

Chai Xiaojing's face stiffened slightly, and a slight uneasiness rose in her heart.

Lin Miao soon appeared in the camera, and in the face of Chai Xiaojing's question, Lin Miao replied obediently: "Look at the four famous novels." ”

"Oh...... Which of the four famous novels do you like the most?"

"Water Margin. ”

"Why? Is it because there are the most heroes in it?"

"It's not. ”

"I don't like heroes, why do you still like to watch Water Margin?"

"Because the Water Margin is full of many things that are the purest in human nature. ”

"For example, what kind of person's humanity makes you think he is pure?"

"Li Kui. ”

"Li Kui, which section of Li Kui? Yiling killed the Four Tigers or Jiangzhou robbed the law field to save Song Jiang?"

"Neither. ”

"Which paragraph is that?"

"It was Li Kui who tore Xiao Yanei into two petals in order to force Zhu Tong to go to Liangshan—the petal of one and two petals of oranges. ”

Chai Xiaojing: "......"

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