The soft and sad singing voice can't resist her dancing posture, the prosperity and charm of the millennium, rouge and tears, and a red note.

The glittering lights blurred, and she looked back like a smile, and she had fallen into the city, and her heart had sunk.

The second time I saw Meng Junnian, she was in a wheelchair with a plain face facing the sky, her face was clear, and she was in a wheelchair.

Handing in a thick stack of paper manuscripts to the editor, noticing her gaze, smiling sideways, and her voice soft, the woman who looked cold because of her excessive beauty could not find a trace of zài: "Hello, I'm Meng Junnian." ”

......

It was obviously a lonely and solemn sunset, but her mind kept repeating Meng Junnian's singing and dancing.

She sings, she laughs, in the memory, indelible.

The prosperous era is born, the pen turns white to red, and the neon clothes and feathers have moved Beijing, and they hold their hands to complain deeply ......

Luo Xiaozhuang withdrew from his memories, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "When I first met Sister Nian, I was thinking, how could there be such an honest person who actually wrote word by word in this information age. ”

Meng Junnian winked at her, revealing a rare cunning: "Since you take the classical route, you have to be literary and artistic to the end." ”

Her novels are neatly transcribed on manuscript paper, neatly stacked at the bedside and on the desk.

The gold editor of the publishing house said: "It is enjoyable to read Jun Nian's manuscript, and it is pleasant to read her story." Then he glanced at Luo Xiaozhuang, who looked forward to it through the bottom of the thick wine bottle, his voice dropped several tones suddenly, and his brows were furrowed tightly, "Looking at Zhuang Xiaoxiao's manuscript is tormenting, holding back a thousand words in three hours, and opening a new article for me the next day, I really don't know where the explosive power of "Tianqing Weiqing" came from." ”

>o<

Leaving Meng Junnian's residence, she walked down the street with her handbag and passed by an electrical appliance sales store.

The LCD screen screen that occupies the entire glass of the side door is playing a meeting between the mayor of the city and a French dignitary.

Mr. Twenty Dollars!

He actually stood in front of the camera, smiling and calmly talking with a French dignitary.

This kind of person is praised by Luo Xiaozhuang as a 'person who flies in the sky', and she actually has such an amazing 'person who flies in the sky'?!

After the freeze instantly, the brain that crashed restarted when I heard the screams of the girls behind me who didn't know when they had gathered.

"This guy is so handsome! When will there be such a handsome guy in the high flip game!"

Luo Xiaozhuang: What kind of rice is a high-volume drama?

"The side face is also killed in an instant - who knows what his name is!"

Luo Xiaozhuang: Isn't it now the king of the melon seed face, but the side face???

"Look at the way he speaks, gentleman, turtle!ah~ it's my dish!"

Luo Xiaozhuang let out a long breath: I finally heard something familiar.

When the corners of her mouth raised a smile of relief, she immediately reacted! What is she doing! She stared at the disappeared part of the screen, and asked herself uncertainly, why is this world so small?

Back at the apartment, she went online and saw that all his information on the meager was exposed.

Once again, worship the powerful human flesh of netizens...... OTL

Shen Ziluo, his father is a senior cadre of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and his mother is a famous lady. Because of the unique conditions, he studied abroad and graduated from Simon Fraser University in Canada with a master's degree. Recently, after returning to China, he accepted the real estate business of the family business, and he did not appear in the news as a translator, but received an invitation as one of the people involved in the construction of the Pujiang Bridge.