The profession of a reporter is somewhat similar to the ancient speech officials, supervising the society and reporting to the people, and the current popular outside reporter in Z City is Hao Fan, who is talking nonsense in Jiuya's eyes.

Hao Fan is in charge of the copywriting, his sister Hao E is in charge of the post-editing, and the video is in charge of Shuai Bing, who has reported on the whereabouts of the second-hand equipment in the hospital, what is the meat in the barbecue stall, and child abuse in the kindergarten...... and a series of sensational hot news.

However, they recently targeted the entertainment industry, and cut off the popular rock singer Zuo Ze from the altar, revealing that his works were plagiarized and suspected of drug use, which made Zuo Ze, who was preparing to hold a concert, lose nothing and fall into the streets.

"You're still open here." The left wears a gray cotton hat, sunglasses to cover his eyes, his nose and mouth are all wrapped in a gray scarf, and the left is almost unable to walk under the heavy cotton clothes.

Zuo Ze didn't eat for three days, and as soon as his concert tickets were refunded after his scandal, the organizer immediately sent a lawyer's letter asking for compensation for losses, and the brokerage company had to hide himself, and even the police detained him for a urine test.

"You know me here?" Jiuya had no impression of the person in front of her at all, how many people would be offended by wearing such a strict dress, and she was afraid of being recognized.

"Have you forgotten who I am?" Zuo Ze said as he unbuttoned his scarf, took off his cotton coat, took off his hat, hesitated for a moment and took off his glasses.

"Who are you?" Jiuya didn't remember that there was such a No. 1 person living in her store, and the clothes she wore were still famous brands, and she needed at least 200,000 yuan for a single outfit, how could she fit him in this small store.

"I'm Zuoze."

"Huh?" Jiuya couldn't believe that the person in front of her was Zuo Ze, and Zuo Ze did come to stay when she first came to the hotel.

At that time, Zuo Ze was dark and skinny, carrying a shabby but clean guitar, wearing a hole-in-law denim suit, his hair was yellow and piled high, as if he was called a cockscomb head, especially non-mainstream, the soles of canvas sneakers were worn out, and he was poor and had no money to pay rent.

The ghost cried wolf all night, and he couldn't hear anything at all, and Jiuya couldn't see the ghost in his eyes at that time, but his ears had been trained very well, and he had the heart to be beaten to death by Zuo Ze all night.

The next day, Zuo left and mortgaged the broken guitar to his aunt and grandmother and said that he would come back to get it when he had money, and then he never returned, and then heard the news about him, that is, he was a rookie in the rock industry, won some foreign awards, and was praised by domestic fans, and sold more than 10 million copies of any album.

"Are you surprised?" Zuo is a little sad, he still remembers this, remembers this girl, why did she forget herself, how could her fame plummet so much.

"The house payment is settled first." Jiuya stretched out her hand and asked Zuo Ze for money.

"I don't have any money, and my bank accounts are frozen." Zuo rummaged through his pockets in embarrassment.

"Aren't you popular? I remember reading the news a few days ago and saying that you were going to hold a concert venue for five minutes, and 100,000 tickets were sold out, and there was not a hundred yuan yet? ”

"No...... I'm left with this outfit now, do you think I can pay the rent? Give me something to stutter. Zuo Ze said this and pressed his head very low in embarrassment.

"You're here to ask for food?" As soon as Jiuya said this, she immediately changed her words, "That...... Money is something outside the body and you can earn it when it's gone, so I invite you to eat instant noodles. ”

Jiuya casually threw a box of instant noodles to Zuo Ze, and hurriedly went to find Fuchen, Fuchen's foot injury was lying in the room before healing, Jiuya pushed the door and went in, Fuchen was trying to move his legs, but the action was a little unsightly, and Jiuya pushed the door and retreated in embarrassment for a moment.

"Can I get in?" Jiuya knocked on the door and asked.

"Yes."

"Where's that broken guitar in your house?"

"Hanging behind the door? What's wrong? ”

"Its owner is here! But I'm poor again, my aunt and grandmother used to say that it was fate to be able to come here, and if you can, you can help. ”

"Does this have anything to do with the guitar?"

"My aunt and grandmother took in a wooden elf who was polluted and couldn't return to the elf world, and directly sealed the guitar, and his clothes were 200,000 yuan, so if he sold the guitar, he had to return it."

"Did he say he wanted a guitar?"

"No ......"

"What are you anxious about?" Fuchen is accustomed to Jiuya's startled character, and as soon as others say the beginning, she can make up the end by herself, and the more she makes up for it, the more chaotic it becomes.

"Then I'd better inform the wood elves first." Jiuya said and tapped lightly on the guitar behind the door, but there was a sound similar to a fall in the room.

"You're going to smash your guitar?" Fuchen was surprised by Jiuya's strength, and felt the whole room shake.

"It's not me, it's inside the hall." Jiuya opened the door to prove her innocence, and when she looked at it, an unknown man in the house was sitting on an orange striped tiger and waving his fist, and the tiger's head had been knocked off.

"I'll just say it's not me, it's a fight outside." Jiuya said to Fuchen, and she had no intention of taking care of it at all.

"It's a person down there, too? How do you wear it like a stuffed animal? "Fu Chenguang saw the tiger's head, but he didn't notice that there was a person in the tiger's clothes.

"That's Tigger, didn't you watch cartoons when you were a kid?" As soon as Jiuya opened the door, she saw who the person in the tiger costume was, so she didn't bother to care.

"Are you focusing on the wrong point, there is blood on your fists."

"In ancient times, Wu Song fought tigers, and now there are left, can't they fight tigers? It's just a few punches, and it doesn't kill anyone, it's just a little blood from the nose. ”

"Who's that man?" Fuchen doesn't believe in everything and wants to take care of everything, Jiuya will simply watch the excitement at this time.

"Internet celebrity ......" Jiuya originally wanted to see it, but Zuo grabbed the tiger's head and pressed it directly on the person's face.

"Zuo, you're crazy! It's going to kill you! Only then did Jiuya remember to pull the rack, and the people in the tiger costume were already convulsed.

"Don't worry about it! He's still thinking about falling into the well! Dress like this to take a picture of my downfall! You're trying to write news! I'll never be able to turn over! Zuo Ze is still holding his hands hard.

"Who comes in downstairs to help save people, Hao Fan is going to be suffocated to death." It is absolutely impossible for Hao Fan to appear here alone, and there are definitely people downstairs.

"Ahh Fuchen couldn't stand it, so he took down the guitar behind the door and aimed at the back of Zuo Ze's head and slapped it down, and Zuo Ze, who was in pain, screamed and lay on the ground convulsions.

He ...... He's not going to be killed, is he? Hao Fan was lying motionless on the ground, the tiger's head was still on his face, Jiuya was a little scared, and slowly leaned over.

"Something shouted, I went back to recuperate." Fuchen is lazy to care whether Hao Fan is dead or alive, and he has fulfilled his greatest responsibility.

"God forbid, you must not die here, or I won't be able to explain clearly." Jiuya squatted down and slowly lifted the tiger's head.

Hao Fan's cheeks were swollen and bruised, the corners of his mouth were a little bloody, his nose was red and swollen and still bleeding out, his left eye was bloodshot and wide, and his right eye was swollen and narrowed into a slit.

"Ahh Jiuya was frightened and put the tiger's head back again.

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