The sun is born when the day overwhelms the night on the bed. When night overwhelms day, the moon takes the place of the sun and becomes the one on our heads that lights the way forward.

Gimoto hadn't said a word since he had treated his wounds in the hospital, and within 100 meters of his center, everything was silent.

Dodge was quite frightened by this, he felt that this was the calm before the storm, and on the other hand, he was very worried, he had never seen such a discrepancy, such a terrible ambiguity with such a blue face and silence, such a disagreement that did not scold him and bury him.

He poured a glass of water for Kimoto, carefully brought it to him, and said, "Boss, does it still hurt?" ”

Does it still hurt?

That hermaphrodite afternoon asked the same thing.

Qiben knocked the water glass to the ground, and Ni said to Dodge: "Go to the garage and get me a wrench." ”

Dodge sighed: "Boss, forty-eight hours haven't come yet...... "You are smashing people's wine at this time to stir up trouble, why do the neighbors make such a fuss?" Didn't you pick this house for a long time to finalize? It's hard to find a house that meets your two conditions of isolation and good artistic conception!

"You only have two choices, go get it for me, or don't get it for me." Gimoto didn't bother to raise his eyes to Dodge again.

Dodge stood up and said, "I'll get it!" ”

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At the end of the recording of the "Angel's Little Pickled Knife" program, the host mentioned yì to have a supper together, and no one in the group could refute her in person, so they responded one after another.

At the dining table, the host glanced at Chen Zhoumu, who had been sticking to Lao Zi since he entered the restaurant, and said, "With so many outsiders present, Zhou Mu, you should be more restrained." The original intention was to ridicule his sticky and labory behavior, but I didn't expect Chen Zhoumu to reply generously: "I haven't heard that if you like a person, you have to be restrained." ”

……

The moderator didn't know how to answer.

Jiang Jinghao kept looking at his phone, not noticing who said anything at the table.

Lao Zi's hands on his lap pinched Chen Zhoumu hard under the table, and said with a smile: "For a person who likes to joke very much, I really can't do anything about it." ”

Chen Zhoumu felt pain in his waist, gasped, instinctively straightened his back, and his neck was stretched by three centimeters.

The host exchanged glances with the two sister sisters, with an expression of 'we all understand'.

"I'm sorry, I might not have time to have this supper with you." Jiang Jinghao suddenly knocked his hand on the table and said.

It was very abrupt, and no one reacted and responded at the first time.

After ten seconds of freeze-frame, the host smiled and asked, "Are you leaving?" ”

Jiang Jinghao nodded: "The plane will return to Beijing in an hour, and I will prepare for the publicity work of the movie to be released on the 20th of next month, and the 12-city roadshow will start tomorrow." ”

The conversation was closed, and the host let him go very considerately.

Chen Zhoumu and Lao Zi who stayed behind are very embarrassed, and Chen Zhoumu will be popular tomorrow. Singer Ruan Yu, shooting the MV for his new single, he is not idle, but Lao Zi is idle, so he always plays clever with his agent, squeezing out time to walk around her, intending to accompany her. At present, Jiang Jinghao is in a good situation due to work reasons, compared with the two people who stayed to eat leisurely, the atmosphere at the table has become a little delicate because of the obscure question of whether it is red or not.

Lao Zi couldn't stay anymore, so he got up and left on the grounds of work.

Chen Zhoumu naturally chased it out.

For a while, only the host and the two sisters in the box stared at each other with big eyes.

"Lao Zi's acting career in ten years is not as good as a Chen Zhou Muhong who debuted eight years later, and she is still dying." The host clipped a chopstick, and the pig bent.

A sister responded: "What I said is that the only drama that is remembered is the 'Obstetrician and Gynecologist' three years ago, and the obstetrician and gynecologist have not had any works since." ”

"But you can't underestimate her, maybe she will be very popular because of Chen Zhoumu."

"Well, so far, it's not bad."

"Moreover, even if Chen Zhoumu fails to bring her any exposure, she still has poppies to rely on."

After the host finished speaking, he clicked on his mobile phone and swiped Weibo, and sure enough, the episode of the program he recorded just now had become headlines because of the gun version spontaneously uploaded by netizens. In Weibo, the word 'poppy' topped the hot search list, and Jiang Jinghao, who ranked second in the number of hot searches, was more than three times as much.

In this way, Chen Zhoumu and Lao Zi's hot search seems to have become a nepotism effect by poppies.

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Poppy family.

She drank three bottles of soju without mixing them or eating them, because she found the design drawings crumpled together by Qimoto like a curse, damning her to no longer feel anything, and she longed for alcohol to stimulate her creative power to sleep peacefully.

As early as the Renaissance, painters relied on alcohol to complete their works that were high and unconventional.

The ball of paper sat quietly on the calculator, and the wrinkled appearance seemed to mock her for her talent, and it also seemed to pity her for being at the mercy of others.

“**!” The poppy overturned the drawing table in front of her, grabbed the ball of paper and threw it out the window.

"Whew~" The princess rubbed the poppy's calf to show comfort.

The poppy picked it up, kissed her on the top of the head, and said, "Maybe another bottle would be enough." ”

"Whew~"

"Well, then drink another bottle."

Thinking about it, Poppy went down to the basement, pushed open the door of the wine cellar, and at a glance she saw Kimoto holding a wrench and preparing to aim and swing at her wine cabinet, her brows locked, and she exclaimed: "How dare you!" ”

Hearing the poppy's voice, Kimoto scratched his ears, turned around, looked at her face in the dim orange-yellow light, and said, "What am I afraid of?" ”

The poppy put down the princess and took two steps over to snatch the wrench.

It was only when Kimoto's hand fell short that he began to think about how Poppy had snatched the wrench out of his hand just now......

The poppy woman held the wrench and compared it to Qiben, and her tone was not good: "How can there be a person with such a bad character as you?" ”

"The intangible substance that is independent of the visible factors within a certain range of time and space and influences the way and even the law of the change of objective things in an uncertain way is called character, which is synonymous with whether the change of a certain stage of a thing is good or bad. What you know about me is limited to letting you vacate the basement and letting you modify the blueprints when you are HEER, so from an objective point of view, is it not natural for you to occupy the basement that belongs to me? As for your design drawings, do you think you can tell better than a professional investor whether it is qualified for capital injection? ”

Yu Meiren was completely stunned on the side, she had seen the mouth cannon skills of Qiben, but she didn't expect it to have reached this peak level, it seems that he studied very well when he was a child, and he was very proficient in memorizing books.

"So your leg doesn't hurt now, do you?" It's not the time to hold back a fart in the afternoon, right?

She didn't mention it, she thought she was ashamed, and she knew that she was wrong, so she was generous and didn't care about her, but she didn't expect her to mention this matter at such a juncture, which made him instantly blackface, picked up a bottle of wine on the wine shelf, and smashed it on the ground in front of the poppy.

The poppy opened her mouth wide, and looked at the messy picture of the jade liquid elixir falling to the ground under her feet in disbelief, and her anger came up all of a sudden. She walked to the wine cabinet with heavy steps, took a bottle of high-strength foreign wine, and after opening the bottle, she turned around and pressed Qimoto to the ground, rode on, and pinched his mouth and poured it vigorously.

In all the time except for work, his favorite thing to do is exercise, so he is in good shape, although he can't hold the big ding, he can still lift a burly dodge effortlessly, but at this moment he was ridden under by the poppy, and he couldn't move! It seems that this is a hermaphrodite who has taken a strong pill.

Less than half a bottle of wine was poured in, and Qi Ben floated, not to blame the poppy for the strength of the wine, he was originally the amount of two beers.

The poppy looked at Qiben, who had become rippling in just half a minute, and stretched out her hand to shake it in front of him: "Are you okay?" ”

Qiben only cared about Lang and smiled, and did not reply.

it! Half in the bag!

Poppy twitched the corners of her mouth, picked up Princess Gimoto and put her on the sofa, and patted him on the face: "Hey! ”

Gimoto smiled and slapped the poppy's hand off: "Don't feed, I won't eat." ”

The poppy was powerless to hold her forehead, and she was also drunk.

Now there are two options, the first is to throw him here, but I am afraid that he will do it again when he sobers up. The second one is to take him away, but it's not good to explain to his dogleg why he became like this...... There are disadvantages, and now it's a question of which one to choose.

"It's the most annoying to do multiple-choice questions." The poppy said leisurely.

"Pick D!" Kimoto sat up from the couch with a thud and called.

The poppy slapped him on the head: "No D!" ”

When Qiben heard this, he glanced at Yu Meiren, and his eyes were full of disgust: "You don't even have a D." ”

Resisting the urge to strangle him, the poppy made a decision to take him to his own house first.

"Put your hand on me." Poppy said when she didn't live or die on her neck.

Of course, he stretched out his hand to the poppy's chest, and then gave the poppy a 'put' face.

The poppy adjusted her breathing to make herself as angry as possible, and finally closed her eyes, threw him back on the couch, and turned away.

Such a person is only suitable to fend for himself where he cannot see the light, because all the places where there is light and light sneer at such people.

The poppy, who left the basement with the princess, took a shower, put on a mask, turned on the small speaker in the bedroom, put on the soothing Jazz, and then slammed into the soft bed.

She looked at the ceiling, thinking about Haizi's sentence in 'Dreams as Horses', I was in vain, and I was tired.

At the beginning, when she had no creative inspiration, she pinched the tiger's mouth position of her left hand, relying on pain to stimulate her nerves, so as to stimulate inspiration. Later, she liked to drink, at first she drank a glass, she felt very much, the picture she drew seemed to be good, then two glasses, one bottle, three bottles, and finally, the amount of alcohol became more and more good, but the picture became more and more bad.

About her wine......

Concerning......

……

Unable to continue this thought, Poppy abruptly got up from her bed and headed straight for the cellar.

She found that she was a person who couldn't easily distract herself, she found that all the thoughts that appeared in the moment seemed to be excuses, and she found that she couldn't control herself from thinking about the man she had thrown in the basement.