Bitter Entertainment Critic

Vol 2 Chapter 62: Do not pretend

   The lights seemed to be swaying.

   The wind is particularly strong tonight, and there seems to be a storm coming.

   Morrows’s room was still lit with a transparent light. He was sitting in front of the computer and was reading an online novel "Monk's Monk".

   This novel is extremely interesting, combined with oriental mythology, using this overhead background to tell the story of a few men and disciples going south to catch demon.

   Almost at this time, Morrows yawned, rubbed his eyes, but was not ready to sleep.

   The phone vibrated on the desktop.

  He reached out and touched the phone. When he saw Song Haoran called, he immediately connected the phone.

   "Dr. Zhuo, there is something I want to talk to you about." Song Haoran was sitting alone in the darkly lit living room in pajamas, and the room was lit with lights.

   "It's so late, you say!" Mo Zhuo took the mobile phone to his ear and turned to lie on the bed.

   "I recommend a book to you, how about you comment?" Song Haoran said softly.

   Morrows suddenly smiled: "This is easy to handle, as long as it is not looking for me to buy good reviews."

   Song Haoran went on to say: "Wei Yan, a book called "Xu Police Officer", is said to be okay."

   "OK, I have time to take a look!" Mo Zhuo Si agreed with a smile.

   "Ah, tell you, my sister-in-law's sister, came to my house and cried all night tonight." Song Haoran looked helpless.

   "What's the situation?" Morrows asked curiously.

   Song Haoran sighed softly, "Emotional problems, her boyfriend slapped her mouth."

   Morzos glared, said cleanly: "Five, direct points!"

   Song Haoran smiled and said with a smile: "A man who beats a woman, it does score, but the feelings of four years are old and sad."

   "Hey, old Song, but you are an emotional expert, I can't say anything about this matter." Mo Zhuosi said with his pillow in his arms.

   "You listen to me, do you know why she was slapped?" Song Haoran asked back.

   "Okay, what do you say, why?" Morrows asked patiently.

   "Oh, that would involve you, the big critic!" Song Haoran rubbed his temple and smiled.

   Morrows suddenly froze, he quickly explained: "I don't know anything!"

   "You don't know, but your chairman, director Hua knows." Song Haoran continued: "Do not hide from you, my little aunt's boyfriend is Wei Yan who just introduced to you."

  Muo Zhuosi's face was awkward and inexplicably pulled himself.

   "Your column is not allowed to buy good reviews. You said on WeChat about this. My little aunt doesn't know our relationship. She asked someone to find out the contact information of your chairman."

   "I should first introduce that my little aunt is both Wei Yan's girlfriend and his assistant."

   Mo Zhuo Si blinked and nodded: "Huh?"

   "So, when Wei Yan's works come out, she is responsible for finding out the publishers outside and looking for people to advertise." Song Haoran smiled bitterly, "how can you expect that your chairman really moved his mind."

   Mo Zhuo Si interested in this, and smiled and asked: "Do you want to move the foot, or ask for money?"

   "The money hasn't been talked about, it was originally for money, but my little aunt looks beautiful." Song Haoran smiled bitterly.

   "I get it!" Morrows responded.

"She asked your chairman, came out for dinner, and drank a little wine. Hua Kangbo began to move her feet. She was definitely not willing and wanted to leave. As a result, Hua Kangbo had to send her home!" Song Haoran probably Describe it.

   "Huh?" Morrows had already made up the picture in his mind.

   "At this time, Hua Kangbo came over and took her hand and said that she had to send her home, just because her boyfriend appeared."

   The matter became clear at once, and Mo Zhuosi smiled and asked, "Is this misunderstood?"

   "Yeah! Even if the misunderstanding is true, the man still started. He asked to beat people without asking." Song Haoran frowned and said very uncomfortably.

  Muo Zhuosi is also silent.

   "This is probably the case. Why do you think my aunt is showing her head, and the result?" Song Haoran replied: "At that time she cried and found my wife to complain."

"Understood!" Mortzer analyzed: "According to what you said, I think she should be a girl's house, and she often runs around. Her boyfriend is insecure and may even have gossip outside, so I thought After grabbing a straight one, the direct temper came up."

   Song Haoran said with a curse: "No, they have no public relationship at all."

  Mo Zhuosi choked with a sudden, and asked: "Why not make it public, didn't you say it's been several years?"

   "So, I said this man is not reliable." Song Haoran pursed his lips.

   "For whatever reason, I haven't disclosed it for several years together, I can't accept it." Morrows shook his head and smiled.

   "My little aunt, when she was in school, admired Wei Yan, that is, her boyfriend, and after she put up with it, she became like this now." Song Haoran explained.

  Mo Zhuo Si narrowed his thoughts, he probably figured out, that is, the girl found Hua Kangbo for her boyfriend, and Hua Kangbo moved his hands. At this time, the boyfriend appeared and thought it was a cheating.

   "You said she was not sad, it was almost twelve o'clock at night, and I was still crying with my daughter-in-law in the room, and I was all rushed to the living room now." Song Haoran spat out playfully.

   Morrows laughed, "Yes, I understand this!"

   Song Haoran resolutely said: "I told them all, I said this kind of men must be divided, it is impossible to support them in the future."

   "Wei Yan's "Xu Police Officer", right? I wrote it down, and I must look back seriously." Mo Zhuosi grinned: "Even if it is an epic masterpiece, I will spray it!"

   Song Haoran nodded with a smile and said, "Next Saturday, call on Lao Xiao, I haven't been skating for a long time."

   "Okay, you tell your little aunt, don't pretend to force it, as long as I take action, I will find something wrong with the article of Laotian~~www.readwn.com~ Mo Zhuosi patted his chest and smiled.

   "Anything, I believe you!"

   didn't chatter, and almost hung up.

   Song Haoran came to the room. He looked at his wife who was ill in bed, and Tang Miaomeng who was sitting on the bed and complained. He deliberately knocked on the door.

   The eyes of the two women looked immediately.

   "I told Zhuo Si." Song Haoran leaned on the door with his chest in his arms.

  Tang Miaomeng took a deep breath and wanted to say something, but could not speak.

   She chatted with her sister for a night, and finally she could see the true face of this man Wei Yan, just wanted to come a little taunt.

   Previously, the whole life revolved around this Wei Yan, dreaming about the picture of marrying himself after he became famous.

   She didn't care about the eyes of outsiders. She cheeked and asked for people everywhere. It turned out to be the result.

  Song Haoran said: "Actually, it is not a loss to see a person through this matter, and I will call you four times in total today.

   Tang Miaomeng couldn’t help but explain to Wei Yan: “He may be busy, he is going to a class meeting tonight!”

   "Student meeting? I tell you, if it is really because of this, I will see him in the future, I still have to give him a slap, what is it!" Song Haoran couldn't help but scold.

   "Okay! It's over!" Tang Qiaoyun clapped his sister's hand and said, "Oh, what's the matter, tell me more."

   Tang Miaomeng's nose was sour, he cried all night, and his tears were dry.

   She nodded and sobbed, "I will."

the other side.

   Morzos tapped his finger gently on the quilt. I didn't expect Hua Kangbo to be such a person. It seemed that he really didn't need to give face.

  

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