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But it turns out that I'm standing at the gate of Ming Weekly at the moment, and I'm really sick!

"Song Delirium!"

"Sister delusion!"

"Ahh

"Little delusion!"

"Delusion!"

……

Delusional? It's also a big gift package!

There has never been a moment when I feel that I have so many nicknames, and I have a little tinnitus when I hear the sound of "delusion", and my body is involuntarily huddled on the sofa in the living room, and then a group of colleagues who are too familiar with me to be familiar in the past gather around me like a press conference. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I held my backpack in both hands, held it to my chest, and looked at them worriedly: "What are you doing?" ”

"Song Yu, this is your mistake, how can this kind of fertilizer water flow into the fields of outsiders!" Brother CP shook his pen and shook his head with a sad face.

"That's right, delusional sister, you are so bold, you dare to hide it from the editor-in-chief, and finally cheapen such a big material from another company! You're dead! Zhou Kankan pinched the little doll in his hand, and specially demonstrated to me the action of wiping his neck, which was strange and scary.

Si Xiaoxia stepped forward to hold my hand, and said to me with a sad expression: "Ah Yu, did you say that you gave me a recorder that day and was taken advantage of by Tang Jiamo, and you will ...... it" said and blushed inexplicably and couldn't go on.

I looked at the atmosphere that had suddenly quieted down a little dazedly, and suddenly a group of people wanted to talk and stopped.

"Ghost" patted me on the shoulder comfortingly with a look of a person who came over, and looked like a confidant big brother to explain people: "Actually, it's nothing, since he is willing to accompany you, he should still be responsible, and on the whole he is also an excellent young man", paused, looked at me carefully, and his tone suddenly became relieved: "You don't suffer a loss!" ”

When the ghost said this, the eyes that were still slightly sympathetic and melancholy turned their directions, looking like I had earned them.

This made my already confused head even more confused.

Fortunately, there is a logical thinking that is quite rigorous, and the observation is keen, Qiu Zhenzhen finally found that I was at a loss, as if I didn't understand what they were talking about, and kindly handed me a PAD: "During this time, I think you should get up and read the news first, and then decide whether to go out." ”

I looked down and read in confusion, the blood-red title: The mysterious female Song is suspected of being pregnant, and Tang Jiamo accompanied the examination intimately! And then the picture is yesterday when Tang Jiamo helped me to go to the follow-up clinic and happened to pass by the obstetrics and gynecology department, when my waist was a little painful, so the back of the waist was quite pregnant with a big belly.

But that's pot-bellied poop! I looked down at my flat lower abdomen, who walked like this in the early stages of pregnancy!

I looked at this extremely unreliable news in shock, looked up in horror at the colleagues whose eyes were full of doubts or sympathy or blessings, and stood up with difficulty by holding my waist: "I'm not pregnant, I'm a back injury, a back injury!" ”

"Back injury?" Everyone looked at me suspiciously, so that I had to take out the painkillers and calcium tablets that the doctor had prescribed to me yesterday, and I had to take the doctor out and show them.

Just when everyone finally began to question the authenticity of this news, Si Xiaoxia, the girl who excavated gossip but created gossip aura, weakly raised a question: "What did you do, how did you get a back injury?" Suddenly thinking of a possibility, she angrily held my shoulder: "Tang Jiamo beat you?!" ”

was reminded by her like this, the crowd that had already dispersed suddenly gathered again, and the eyes slowly changed from deep thought to epiphany, and a series of micro-expressions were more layered than those of the students of the acting department.

I couldn't wait to pull Si Xiaoxia and beat her violently.

"What's wrong, there's nothing to do?" The voice of Weiyi sounded from behind a group of gossip crowds, so that the people in front of me suddenly scattered, the speed of action, the neatness of the action really made me very admired, I feel that maybe next year's media games will be able to win the first place in the group, just let Si Xiaoxia go to participate in a sprint too wasteful.

Just as they were planning what project everyone should report, Weiyi's voice sounded again: "Song Yu, you get in for me." ”

I made a bitter face, let out an "oh", and obediently dragged my steps to "roll" in.

As soon as he entered the door, Xuan Yongfeng's already unhealed face became even more ugly, it was almost a tendency to be angry, and even the words he said seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth one by one: "That kid surnamed Tang actually dares to threaten the old lady?!" ”

When I heard this, I took a step back in horror and asked in a hoarse voice, "He, what did he say?" ”

Xuan Yongfeng didn't know if he was so angry that his nerve endings were forked, so he snorted twice with a smile: "When the old lady came out to mix, he didn't know where to find his mother's fetus, and he dared to threaten the old lady!" After sneering a few times, he suddenly turned his head to look at me: "I tell you, even if he cries and begs you for forgiveness in the future, you will give me a hard breath, don't be cheap that kid!" ”

I was a little puzzled: "He begged me for forgiveness? Auntie, you are not dead and confused, what does Tang Jiamo need to ask me for forgiveness? "He doesn't owe me anything, after all, I felt a little guilty about him back then.

"Hey, what I mean is that you must not be soft-hearted, the Tang family kid may feel a little guilty about your suicide back then, and everything you are doing now ......"

I smiled and interrupted her next words, although I am dead to Tang Jiamo now, but it still makes me a little sad to be dissected by someone like this, so I hurriedly interrupted Xuan Yongfeng's words: "Auntie, I am Song Yu, even if I promise Tang Jiamo to play Song Kun for a while, it is because I feel that I did too much back then, and when I owe him, I will pay him back." ”

After hearing this, Xuan Yongfeng rarely showed distress in his eyes, and comfortingly took my hand and patted it: "Silly boy, what do you owe him, ...... You've suffered so much, and you've paid it back, and he hasn't done anything for you! As he spoke, he became indignant again: "You see that it will disturb your life as soon as you come!" Sure enough, the talents who are far away from the Tang and Song dynasties are your right path! ”

I was very moved for a moment, and I held Xuan Yongfeng's hand instead, and said Qi Qiran: "Auntie, I thought you would say that only by facing fear can you overcome fear, and then me, Tang Jiamo and Song Ye, they will fight to the end, fight upside down, and never die?" Auntie, you are so good to me! ”

Xuan Yongfeng's expression was a little stiff, and he withdrew his palm faintly, and patted me on the shoulder: "Mainly, I think you can't play with them, besides, 'fear' is not something that can be overcome if you want to overcome it, just like death, if you overcome it, maybe you will really die, people, you always have to be afraid to cherish it." He patted me again and sat back in his place.

I suddenly held up the two palms that were clapped on my shoulders and were extremely heavy, and asked her a little speechlessly: "Then why did you finally agree to Tang Jiamo's 'borrowing'?" ”

She didn't raise her head, her figure was a little lazy and she held her forehead and hung her head in front of the messy file bag: "Oh, I think the conditions of his opening are not bad, and by the way, you can also get rid of your heart disease, besides," she raised her head to look at me, and said with a ruthless face: "If you have any grudges or grudges before, don't be polite, and report them together." ”

I was a little messy in the wind, and I felt like my petrified body was suddenly cracking.

I hurriedly received the latest interview task, and was about to open the door to go out, when Xuan Yongfeng suddenly asked me meaningfully: "Ah Yu, will you regret leaving in the first place?" ”

I put my hand on the doorknob for a moment, and looked back and smiled sincerely: "No, false things will still be debunked one day, I didn't understand it when I was young, but now that I have grown up, I feel that my tuition has not been paid in vain." Turning around and scraping his finger on the doorknob, he unconsciously looked at the ring finger and felt that the current appearance was right, so he opened the door and went out without hesitation.

Xuan Yongfeng seemed to be watching her from behind, until the door blocked her vision, and she could still hear a long sigh coming from inside.

Thinking about it, Xuan Yongfeng was really angry with Tang Jiamo, and actually became sentimental.

I shrugged my shoulders and went to the manuscript according to Xuan Yongfeng's explanation. During the period, I thought that the subject of the manuscript was a very fond of the shelf, and the manuscript usually had to be made several times to succeed, so after talking to the other party's economist on the phone, I didn't think that I would have a critical itinerary in the afternoon, even if the appointment had been set three days ago.

With Xuan Yongfeng's deterrence before, the gossip colleagues finally restrained their desires, and no longer stuck in front of me in piles, but just occasionally poured water and copied something, and my side looked at me with a few longing eyes.

Although I can't be as strong as Han Nuo's psychological quality, I think I can still tolerate such a little starry eye, and I even have the leisure to chat with Yan Yan, who also has the leisure time to go to Q.

As soon as she came up, she asked with great interest: "I heard my mother say that Tang Jiamo wants you to be a 'love refreshment'?" ”

I was a little puzzled and asked her, "What refreshment?" ”

"Oh, damn Sogou, the associative power is so poor, it's a 'stand-in for love', a stand-in!"

I shuddered: "What the hell is this metaphor! ”

She sent a surprised expression: "Hey, didn't you say that you should play 'Song Kun'?" ”

I rolled my eyes at him and retorted succinctly: "Please remove the modifier in front of the stand-in, thank you." ”

She sent an even more surprised emoji, she didn't know where she had so many emojis!

"Yay? It's not inappropriate, it's not the word 'stand-in', it's obviously the right body! ”

...... "I suddenly didn't know how to communicate with her, and I felt congested.

Yan Yan spontaneously said at that end: "Hey, cousin, why do you always fall into this kind of bitter drama!" Before, it was a 'domineering president house arrest drama', and now it's a 'love stand-in', although the general author takes care of the readers' hearts, most of them are happy endings, but the process is so abusive that people twitch, I'm really afraid that you are weak, what if you and Sister Lin generally boil up a heart disease! Her sad tone came through a cartoon image of a handkerchief stirring up.

I was speechless and choked and wanted to reply to her: It's not that I want to fall into this kind of bitter drama, it's the heroine you made up for me directly!

I was about to educate her not to limit her thinking to this sadomasochistic drama when my phone rang suddenly, and I looked down and stopped tapping my fingers on the keyboard.

I looked at the three words printed on the screen: that person, I didn't know if I should answer it for a while.

Yan Yan urgently called out from the other end: "Cousin, you pressed 'send' here, I saw that you have been 'typing', why don't you say it, is there something unspeakable, what's wrong, is it possible for Tang Jiamo to marry Sister Bao like Baoyu?!" ”

"Cousin, cousin!"

"Are you still there?!"

I reluctantly and quickly typed a string of words: "Baoyu has come to find Sister Lin, I guess if I ignore him, he should find the ancestor to throw the jade......"

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