"What's wrong with your little girlfriend, can you tell my sister?"

Lin Miao finally recalled that a young female reporter named Chai Xiaojing became interested in Lin Miao and Luo Li for no reason, not only sat down with Lin Miao and Luo Li, but also let her male colleague turn on the camera in a grand manner, and even more excessively, unilaterally changed her and Lin Miao's generational relationship.

The hotel restaurant at 6 a.m. is full of tourists in a hurry. People of all ages who come from all over the country to sign up for group tours, when they pass by Lin Miao's table, they can't help but slow down and take a few more curious looks.

Under the gaze of many eyes, Lin Miao picked up the milk in her hand, looked at Chai Xiaojing, and replied softly: "Auntie, don't be like this, I'm only seven years old......"

The buddy carrying the machine obviously trembled twice, laughing so hard that even the camera was shaking.

Chai Xiaojing turned her head to look at her colleague with cannibalistic eyes, and the camera immediately stabilized, and then she turned her head, and actually endured the humiliation, smiling: "Okay, since you insist, then Auntie is Auntie." Can you tell Auntie now what is wrong with Lily's child?"

Lin Miao put down the cup, grabbed Luo Li's hand, and said in a deep voice: "She has a disease that she can't live completely without me." ”

Chai Xiaojing was silent for two seconds, and suddenly wanted to flip the table.

Fortunately, just when Chai Xiaojing was about to break out, Lin Miao continued: "Lily has aphasia, and she can barely say a few words only when she is with me. Her mother brought her to the capital for almost a month, and the psychiatrist took a look, but unfortunately those doctors were too poor, the level was too low, and the quality of their business was very problematic, so I had to ask my father to take me from Dongou City to save a little face for the psychology community in the capital. ”

Chai Xiaojing was so awkward to hear Lin Miao's words, but thinking that the object of his spray didn't seem to have anything to do with herself, she simply skipped Lin Miao's slander of the medical community in the capital, and continued to ask, "How did Lily get sick?"

Lin Miao thought about it seriously for a while, and said, "This, it's a bit long, I won't say it specifically, you know the result." ”

Chai Xiaojing: "......"

Lin Miao looked at Chai Xiaojing, who was speechless, and asked innocently, "Auntie, why don't you speak?"

The corners of Chai Xiaojing's mouth twitched twice, and she changed the topic: "When will your father get up?"

Lin Miao asked rhetorically: "Do you want my father's autograph? You can just look for me! I imitate my father's handwriting at home to sign readers, and I can already do it as if it were fake." More than eighty percent of my dad's autographed books on the market are actually signed by me. ”

Chai Xiaojing couldn't cry or laugh: "Little friend, you are really versatile...... Or is it your dad's handwriting, which is too easy to imitate?"

Lin Miao's face suddenly changed, and she said solemnly: "Auntie, you can insult everything in my dad, but you can't insult his calligraphy level!

Chai Xiaojing exchanged glances with the two colleagues on the left and right, and was a little confused about Lin Miao's attitude for a while.

Is this a compliment or a derogation?

I've never seen a child say this about his father......

Especially, how old is this kid?

Chai Xiaojing reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said softly: "I'm sorry, Auntie seems to have said the wrong thing again, so you said so well, can you write it to Auntie?"

"Yes. Lin Miao leaned back, "Pen and ink waiting." ”

Chai Xiaojing's eyelids twitched, as if there was a tight string in her head, which was plucked by someone and almost broken.

Thousands of miles away, He Shengming, who was asleep, suddenly woke up from his dream, he sat on the bed sweating profusely, gasped for a long time, and then forgot the content of the dream just now, and then lay back with a long sigh of relief.

He no longer works at Dongou Daily, and this Saturday, the District Sports Bureau does not have to go to work......

……

Strangled him! I wanted to strangle him......

Chai Xiaojing looked at Lin Miao with the eyes of a class enemy, and had forgotten what her original intention was when she sat down to interview him. She gritted her teeth, controlling her emotions, and put her hand next to the bag, but did not reach in further to get the pen and paper. In the crowded restaurant, she felt like she was cultivating. As a professional journalist, if she can't even handle such a child, what face does she have to mix in the Autumn Pants Building?

I have to endure, there is no threshold in this world that cannot be crossed, and there is no person who is without flaws.

Chai Xiaojing was at war with heaven and earth, and Luo Li suddenly left his seat and walked towards a middle-aged man in his thirties in the hall who was polite and had a rich mole on his forehead. Chai Jing was stunned when she saw this, and asked, "What is she going to do?"

Lin Miao said: "Lily saw that you couldn't even get a pen and paper out after a long time, so I went to ask someone for it." ”

Chai Xiaojing asked, "Isn't she unable to speak?"

Lin Miao replied lightly: "What are you kidding, what do I want from Lily, do you still need to move your mouth?"

Chai Xiaojing and her two male colleagues were all silent.

Bear with ......

Strangling a child is wrong and criminal......

Chai Xiaojing forcibly suppressed the irritability that had already surged into her heart, and watched Luo Li walk to the middle-aged man's side. Then I saw the little girl pull the sleeve of the person without recognition, the middle-aged man looked down and saw that it was an extremely cute little girl, his eyes suddenly lit up, he squatted down and asked softly, "Little friend, what's wrong?"

Luo Li raised his hand and pointed at the middle-aged man's chest.

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand, took out a pen, held it in his hand and asked, "Want this?"

Luo Li nodded with a cute expression.

The middle-aged man was covered with blood and handed the pen to Luo Li.

Luo Li took the pen, made another gesture of writing in his hand, gestured twice, then raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man with wide eyes, playing dumb riddles with the other party. The middle-aged man and Luo Li stared at each other for a long time, and finally guessed what Luo Li meant, and said with a smile: "The paper on which you write is it?"

"Hmm!" Luo Li nodded heavily.

"Okay, okay, Uncle will go get it for you. The middle-aged man happily stood up and hurried towards a countertop.

Luo Li completed the task, returned to Lin Miao's side, handed the pen to Lin Miao, and grinned.

Then before Chai Xiaojing could speak, the middle-aged man with a rich mole had already walked back, handed over a stack of hotel notes, and asked Chai Xiaojing with a smile: "Comrade, are you recording a show?"

Chai Xiaojing nodded elegantly.

Lin Miao had already lifted the pen, brushed it a few times, and wrote down Lao Lin's name.

In fact, the handwriting is still slightly different, at least from the point of view of the spirit of the words, it definitely can't reach the fierce feeling of Lao Lin. Lin Miao's words are still delicate, similar to what a woman writes, and she belongs to the sissy in the word, but she can't stand the market and just likes the sissy.

Chai Xiaojing was stunned.

The middle-aged man politely wanted to leave, and said with a polite smile: "Then I won't bother, you continue." ”

"Wait. Lin Miao suddenly called out to the man again, and said, "Big brother, meeting is fate, I'll sign your name, and you can sell it for a lot of money in the future." ”

The middle-aged man looked at Lin Miao, a little confused.

Lin Miao wrote the word "gift" on the note, and asked arrogantly: "Big brother, what do you call it?"

The middle-aged man replied in confusion: "My name is Wu Xiubo." ”

"Oh...... Huh?!" Lin Miao picked up the pen, and then looked up as if he had been electrocuted.

The two looked at each other for a moment, Lin Miao slowly put down the pen, and said with emotion: "Sijiu City is worthy of being Sijiu City, and there are dragons and crouching tigers everywhere. Big brother, I look at your face, and you will definitely be rich and rich in the future. I don't think my name is worth as much as yours, so why don't you sign one for me?"

Bogo: "......"