Jiu Ge hugged himself, and took a few steps back with some horror in his eyes.

"No one said you were in trouble"

Forced to compose, she picked up her phone with trembling hands and searched for it, trying to comfort Hua Ji.

Zhang Zhidong echoed: "Yes, no one said you are troublesome!" ”

Jiu Ge slid his phone, choked up, and recited the inspirational chicken soup that often appears in the circle of friends of the elderly.

"Good morning, everyone, the world is beautiful, we should work harder."

The flower season did not react, and Zhang Zhidong began to think about whether there was a big difference between the time of the underworld and the yang.

Seeing that Hua Ji was not encouraged, Jiu Ge continued to read loudly: "Find problems from yourself, and you can figure it out as soon as you think about it." Find problems in other people, and go crazy when you think about it. The height is different, and the mind and pattern are also different. If people don't have height, all they see is problems. If people don't have a pattern, their hearts will be trivial. ”

"Not bad! Reasonable! Zhang Zhidong's eyes lit up and he said in a shocking voice.

"I'm sorry!!! It's that I don't have a pattern, it's that I don't have a mind, I'm a dwarf, I'm not saved, and I can't figure it out when I find problems from myself!!! Good morning!!!! Flower season screamed hysterically.

Although the action of hitting the sofa stopped, the bloodshot in his eyes became heavier.

Jiu Ge couldn't bear it and was about to cry, her legs were shaking, and she found a more positive energy to continue reading: "The biggest difference between people and people is positive thinking and negative thinking. All those who have achieved success are people who think positively and actively solve problems. Thinking positively, always thinking about overcoming difficulties! Good morning/coffee. ”

"Not bad! That's right! Good morning! Zhang Zhidong nodded frequently, and even gave a thumbs up to Jiu Ge.

Please, Jiu Ge is really not wrong.

Jiu Ge was encouraged, coughed, she continued to add: "Living in this world, many things can't go as you wish, life is not as happy as you imagined, work is not as comfortable as you imagined, we are all adults, we have responsibilities on our shoulders, we can't just say that we will lose it, we have no choice but to boil it." Boiling, although hard, is also a kind of improvement. Boiling, although very tiring, is also an experience. If you survive the hardships, you can usher in happiness, and if you survive the ups and downs, you can achieve success! Good morning/coffee. ”

Like a puppet with a broken string, the flower season fell loosely and half-fell to the ground.

For a long time, only his head rested on the edge of the sofa.

"But I'm dead...... It's useless...... her voice became weak.

"......" Zhang Zhidong was silent.

"I'm sorry!" Jiu Ge's eyes also lost their highlights.

"I said the wrong thing." She sat down on the couch, her eyes welling with tears in her eyes and her mind in a trance.

Zhang Zhidong flew towards the sofa.

"Lady Flowers! Ms. Nine Songs! Perk! He encouraged.

......

The farce lasted two hours before it ended.

"Anyway, it's good that we approve of you."

"Really?"

"You're almost going to have to learn to dig out the good in yourself, or you'll never die well."

"Can you die well by digging out the merits?"

"Yes, you have to believe that you are the best."

After wasting the power of Jiuniu and Erhu, Jiu Ge finally cheered up Hua Ji with her gentle but cold words.

Because it had been so long, she had lost her sense of fear.

"Not bad!" Zhang Zhidong nodded with satisfaction on the side, his expression was very pleased.

Looking at the poor flower season, Jiu Ge suddenly had other ideas.

Glancing at Zhang Zhidong defensively, she put her mouth to Hua Ji's ear.

"There's something good, I want to show you."

"What's that?"

Hua Ji wiped her tears, and her mood had almost calmed down.

"Not bad! What is it? Zhang Zhidong also leaned his head over.

Subsequently, he was punched by Jiu Ge.

The pain reminded Zhang Zhidong of how he felt when he was hit by a bullet when he was chasing the prisoner at the end.

For a time, he had traumatic stress disorder.

Ignoring Zhang Zhidong, Jiu Ge hesitated for a moment and pulled Hua Ji into his room.

Seeing that the headphones may not work, she can only turn down the volume of the phone as much as possible.

"That's it, you can listen to it, it's very useful." Jiu Ge looked around vigilantly, and then whispered.

"It's my secret, and I only told you a spirit, and you're special." She added confidently.

That's probably how the password feels when it's correct.

It didn't take much effort, and the flower season that floated out of the Jiu Ge room seemed to be purified and baptized, and her expression was like a spring breeze.

The hair was no longer glued together, his expression returned to normal, and there was no other madness.

Seeing that the flower season was reborn like a new spirit, Zhang Zhidong couldn't care about emo.

It only took a few tenths of a second for him to pick himself up.

"Not bad! Marvel! ”

Giving a thumbs up to Jiu Ge, who had an indifferent face, Zhang Zhidong was shocked in his heart.

"That's not right! Miracles! He reversed his words.

When he was wandering around the Puppet Capital University, Zhang Zhidong once heard a passing student say that Jiuge was a goddess or something.

He thought it was a metaphor at the time, but now that he thinks about it, it turns out to be a description of the facts.

In order to solve the psychology of the flower season, Zhang Zhidong was tossed for most of the day yesterday, and he did everything, so he could say that he had used all the methods.

Even the spilling and selling cuteness and rolling begging for hugs used by Mao Maotou while trembling all over his body did not play any role.

"Hmph, it's a trivial matter." Brushing his hair, Jiu Ge showed a victor's expression.

"I Really Don't Poke" does have a miraculous effect, but it's a pity that the content is too weird and not suitable for promotion everywhere, only for niche tastes.

She suddenly had a new idea, if Zhang Zhidong was allowed to sing and dance this song at the Spirit Realm Spiritual Clinic, would she be able to avoid half of the trouble?

Squeezing his hand, Jiu Ge began to hesitate to make this suggestion.

After thinking about it for a moment, she decided not to open it.

"How can I say it......"

Hua Ji smiled, with a healed expression.

"I just figured it out all of a sudden."

She looked at Jiu Ge with a doting expression.

Hua Ji never thought that such a beautiful girl would have such an indescribable side.

People are not sages, everyone will have their own secrets.

Then her personality is a little weird, so there shouldn't be anything bad, right? It won't be long before I can be reincarnated with peace of mind.

"Hmm......" Jiu Ge was stared at by Hua Ji with such eyes, and he always felt uncomfortable.

Although the other party looks normal now, he is still a spirit after all.

After watching it for a long time, it will still make her panic.

"Thank you, then I'll go first."

Dropping this sentence, the flower season floated away in the direction of the window.

When she came back to her senses, she still thought that this place was too bright and hot, and it was not suitable for the survival of spirits.

A slight cool air swept across the ground, and a few crumpled spirit coins appeared on the ground.