How does a seesaw work?

The highest point on one side, the lowest point on the other?

In other words, the death probability of Qin Xiaole and Xu Yan is opposite!!

When Qin Xiaole's death index reached 100%, Xu Yan's death index was only 0%.

Turn.

If Qin Xiaole's death index is 0%, Xu Yan's death index is as high as 100%.

So that's what happened.

So why is this the situation between the two?

In the case of a couple, the mortality index should not be the same.

Live and die together.

It's greasy.

Liu Li once again checked the information given by the system, "White horse is not a horse?"

"White horses are not horses is a famous paradox." Xiao Jiu said again, "Old ~ boss, why did you suddenly mention this?"

Liu Li naturally knows that the white horse is not a paradox, but he doesn't know what the meaning of the system is.

White horses are not horses?

Not a horse?

Don't......

Liu Li's eyes froze, and she called Xiao Yun'er, "Yun'er, you go to the hospital where Qin Xiaole was hospitalized before to investigate, mainly to check her attending doctor, who is also her husband, I suspect that Qin Xiaole's cancer may have a problem."

"Okay, I'll go now." Xiao Yun'er packed up and prepared to go out.

There are still many people waiting at the door in front, all waiting for Liu Li to appear and cancel their attention to Qin Xiaole.

Fortunately, there is still a back door in the house, which saves a lot of trouble.

Xiao Yun'er went out from behind, Xiao Jiu slightly lifted a small corner of the curtain, and probed his brain, "Old ~ boss, if they keep blocking, what will our business do?"

Liu Li now wants to figure out what is going on between Qin Xiaole and Xu Yan, so it is naturally impossible to unfollow.

Not only will she not cancel her attention to Qin Xiaole, but she will also give Xu Yan a attention with her backhand.

As for the people outside, they just keep it if they love it, and they don't do anything anyway.

The customers haven't come yet.

Netizens didn't expect Liuli Funeral to cancel their attention to Qin Xiaole, and when they saw that she also paid attention to Dr. Xu, everyone was indignant.

Originally, they could politely plead for a while, but now they are blessed with all kinds of anger.

"What's it, it's shameless, isn't it?"

"Liuli's funeral get out of the bucket sound, everyone should shut her up, don't give her heat."

"This is simply eating human blood steamed buns, resisting glass funerals."

"Resist Glass Funeral +1"

"Support Qin Xiaole and Dr. Xu."

"Is there a brother at the door of the glass funeral shop, wait for me, let's go and smash her shop together."

At the moment when someone approached, the doll came out of it and closed the door with his backhand, feeling like a person who couldn't open it.

It really scared those guys.

Liu Li didn't want to take out his mobile phone and call the police.

Waiting for the time of the police, Liu Li sat on the sofa, and the whole person was empty.

Xiao Jiu and Ling Nai thought that Liu Li was worrying about Qin Xiaole and Xu Yan, as well as the bunch of people outside, so they didn't bother much.

Actually, Liu Li is opening the system, and I don't know how Mr. Zhang died.

Before, it was clear that Mr. Zhang's customer index was still stuck at 89%, which was also dying too quickly.

Liu Ligang clicked on the classic playback, and the big screen in front of him instantly went black, and the all-cinema viewing experience came.

In the evening, Teacher Zhang's house.

Their house is still very antique, and you can see all kinds of literary books everywhere, so it can be said that the literary atmosphere is very strong.

In the study, on the edge of the huge bookshelf, Teacher Zhang was giving a lecture to a female student.

This female student was the girl who went to the office to find him before, saying that her dream was to write a book.

The girl looked at the book, her eyes were shining, and she had an infinite yearning for the future, and

An insatiable thirst for literature.

Teacher Zhang brought a cup of tea to the girl and stood behind the girl.

The girl's gaze took off the book and turned to look at Teacher Zhang, her face full of smiles, "Teacher Zhang, can you really help me submit what I wrote to the Faculty of Arts?"

"Absolutely." Teacher Zhang put his hand on the girl's shoulder.

The girl felt a little wrong, but she didn't pay much attention to it, after all, the other party was a professor at school, and he was a good teacher respected by everyone.

The girl couldn't help but be excited when she thought of her book, "Teacher Zhang, do you really think it's okay with my book? I've been thinking about it for a long time, and the background is ......."

"Of course I can see that." Teacher Zhang interrupted her, "However, there are still some problems."

"What's the problem? Teacher Zhang." The girl asked.

Teacher Zhang pressed both hands on the girl's shoulders, "The text is still too tender, I need to polish it for you."

"But—" Teacher Zhang changed his words, "I've been busy lately, so I may not have time, and the deadline for the Faculty of Arts is approaching again..."

The girl was a little anxious, "Teacher, what do you need me to do to help you, just ask, this opportunity is very important to me."

"You can definitely help, depending on whether you are willing or not." As he spoke, Mr. Zhang's hand that was originally on the girl's shoulder was released, and he directly opened his arms to hug the girl.

The girl was startled, and began to struggle when she wanted to understand when Teacher Zhang was going to do it.

"Teacher Zhang, what are you going to do? I don't want that Faculty of Letters, it's getting late, and I want to go back."

How could Teacher Zhang let go of the meat that was already in his mouth, let the girl struggle, and didn't let go, "That's your dream, it's so rare, don't give up easily."

The girl didn't expect that Teacher Zhang, who looked so young, had so much strength, she was just a little girl, she usually didn't like sports, she always sat and read, and she didn't have much strength at all.

Door.

She looked over the door, and at some point, the door to the study was shut.

That's right.

Master!

When she first came, Shi Niang was at home, "Teacher Zhang, Shi Niang is outside, don't do this."

She tried her best to speak with a roar, but Teacher Zhang didn't seem to care, "Your sister has already gone out, she has to go out and jump in the square every day, and it takes an hour and a half to jump, and she won't disturb us."

"And the soundproofing here is very good, if you like to shout, you can make it louder."

Despair.

Coming like a tidal wave.

extinguished the original light in the girl's eyes.

Teacher Zhang's laughter and the girl's crying are very ironic under the screen mosaic of LoveandPeace.

If it weren't for the death of this old man, Liu Li would have been eager to arrest people from the screen.

Look at her temper.

After less than half an hour, the footage resumes again.

The girl sat on the ground clutching the hem of her clothes, her face as pale as paper.

Teacher Zhang looked like a spring breeze, "I will help you change your book, and then submit it, today's matter, but you are willing to do it."

As he spoke, Teacher Zhang bent down and gently patted the girl's shoulder.