Qian Mo remembers that when he was in junior high school, the teacher at that time asked his classmates what life was. The young teacher at that time should have just come out for internship. He was young and had a lot of perceptual and in-depth questions about things. Qian Mo
I still don’t know
Some people say that life is actually very simple, live to live, live to live, Qian Mo really doesn’t understand the meaning of this sentence, as if life is a walking zombie, living just to live, but then thinking about it, he is the walking zombie,
Over the years, I have been bleeding just to stay alive.
Although Qianmo is non-committal because he has had a similar experience, Qianmo doesn't agree with it, just because he doesn't think so in his heart. People have the right to think, even Qianmo who was once considered a walking corpse
While some people can describe life with a calm mind, there are also people who strongly accuse this ****'s life. Look, what has become of this life? Men are ruining themselves, and women are making a fool of themselves. These people say that this life has become
It’s not fucking called life, because it has a despicable color added to it. This is indeed understandable. I remember a few years ago, a buddy posted a self-deprecating post and wrote, if reality collapses, please go online to find a sense of existence. If
I have seen too many ugly things on the Internet. Please watch the show that has not changed for thirty years to find the happiness of life.
Qian Mo's sense of existence has always been very strong. His sense of existence does not need the affirmation of others, but only his own approval. Because of this, Qian Mo is particularly vulnerable when faced with emotional choices.
Everything is fine, let everything happen naturally. This is a true reflection of Qian Mo's heart. In the past few days, he has deliberately avoided Gong Yanmeng, not going to school, and not taking the initiative to call Lin Bingqi. He was hiding.
But Qianmo gave himself a deadline, which was to wait until the end of this year to return to the port city from Kyoto. Now everything is empty talk, because Qianmo is not sure that the trip to Kyoto will go smoothly.
The earth will not stop for a moment because of a fall. The story here is coherent, and there is also a story in progress there.
The University of Hong Kong basketball team led by Daniel played the second qualifier. They won, but it was a tough win. Power forward Xiao Lu sprained his ankle at the cost of narrowly missing out on a three-point victory. As a coach, Qian Mo was not present.
, because Qian Mo felt that he had said everything he wanted to say when he was in Jiangzhuan. If he could win, he could win. If he couldn't win, he would have no way to save himself.
Wandering in an unknown street in Hong Kong City, as mentioned in the previous few words, Qian Mo really didn’t know the exact name of where he came from. During his daily morning exercise this morning, Qian Mo felt vaguely that he was being
The feeling of peeping led Qian Mo to this street, following the vague traces left by the other party. But now, the feeling of peeping at him was completely gone, making Qian Mo wander around aimlessly.
"Xinsheng Road?"
Qian Mo looked at the road sign at the intersection, and said with a slight movement of his mouth, this road is really a good name, new life or voice? Rotate 360 degrees to scan the crowds coming and going, passers-by in the crowd or
Rushing to work, or eating breakfast leisurely, it is a normal urban street scene, but when Qianmo felt that he stopped in front of a road sign, the vague sense of peeping appeared again!
As an excellent mercenary, Qian Mo has excellent tracking ability. On the contrary, Qian Mo also has absolutely excellent anti-tracking ability. But now this sense of voyeurism makes Qian Mo feel as if his whole body is exposed under the opponent's eyes, but he finds that
You can't see the other party, what a professional concealment and investigation method!
Qian Mo's eyelids gradually lowered, and he looked away from the turbulent crowd. To be able to peek at him so calmly... Qian Mo believed that there would not be too many such people, and there were more places in the country that could cultivate such people.
It's so pitiful. Even though I was so uncomfortable with this feeling, I didn't feel that the other party had any malice towards me... Speaking of feelings, it was indeed ethereal, but this was Qianmo's judgment.
Suddenly, Qian Mo's eyelids opened and his body quickly turned 130 degrees. In this direction, someone kept looking at him and walked over!
"Uncle, this is Xinsheng Road, you need..."
In Qian Mo's sight, a little boy under ten years old was looking at Qian Mo timidly. It was obvious that Qian Mo's sudden turn around had frightened the little boy, causing him to stutter when talking to the latter.
"You need... This is a small gift from Xinsheng Road, which can make people feel their own feelings..."
The little boy was a little afraid of the uncle in front of him. The indifference in his eyes made the little boy take two steps back unconsciously. However, a beautiful aunt just asked him to say these words and gave him money to say these words and give him gifts.
Give uncle a small gift
Qian Mo watched the little boy hand over a small plastic photo frame. It was a very common and cheap thing. However, the photo frame had not been placed on it yet, so it was completely blank.
"Who asked you to give it to me?" Qian Mo took the small pendant and shook it in front of his eyes. The blank frame rotated back and forth. Is this the voice of his heart? What is in the blank space... Then what is his voice?
"I can't say, I agreed." The little boy shook his head as if he were playing a lang drum. After saying that, he ran away. The beautiful aunt just now said that she would leave as soon as she was delivered.
Qian Mo did not continue to watch the little boy disappear into the crowd. The question he just asked was just casual and a purely subconscious question. Just like a friend who is not very familiar with you asks you if you have eaten, you will usually answer.
already eaten
'Where could this person be?' Qian Mo shook the small pendant in his hand, and the other party 'tempted' him to come to this road. Based on the words of Xin Sheng and the voice of the little boy just now... the other party seemed to know his recent situation very well.
In other words, he is very concerned about his recent situation, and has no malicious intent... Very careful and capable layout... I have no idea about this person in Qianmo.
When Qian Mo frowned and thought about possible candidates, he didn't notice the cameras on the sleeves of pedestrians walking by casually around him, and it wasn't just one or two people. After these people passed by, in order not to reappear, no less than thirty people were used.
Taking turns to take photos, with great care, it is a good thing
Some people like to use telescopes to spy on others from the circle, but these 'some people' cannot represent everyone. In a hotel with ordinary decoration in Hong Kong City, business is still cold. Only a few people stayed in it some time ago.
Talent makes the hotel more than just employees
In one room of this hotel, there are no LCD screens of dozens of inches. There is only a 21-inch color TV set on the counter. However, what is puzzling is that the programs played on the color TV are not for entertainment.
It’s a live camera broadcast with shaky images!
On the sofa, a lady in her forties looked elegantly at the young man playing with a small phone on the color TV. There was some deep distress and melancholy in the lady's eyes. Yesterday, she knew that the man on the screen wanted to
A girl stayed up all night. Some time ago, this young man was so angry that he reached into the chest of a living person with his bare hands.
"I don't know what he is thinking in his heart, alas..." The lady sighed softly and continued: "Do you think this little guy will fall in love with several girls at the same time?"
Beside the sofa, two burly men standing respectfully looked at each other, and the man on the right said: "Madam, we don't know this matter."
The bodyguard's job is very simple, which is to ensure the safety of the employer. These two are not bodyguards, but they are similar in nature. They must respond to the lady's words, but most of them just talk empty words.
"You guys, I told me that you can express your own opinions. But judging from the current situation, although my ideas are good, some things cannot be changed so easily."
The lady's eyes were always on the young man on the color TV. At this time, the latter had stopped playing with the small pendant in his hand, and instead of staying where he was, he had already walked out of Xinsheng Road.
"If the little guy likes girls from three families at the same time... Haha, I might as well go to the in-laws' house to visit him. I just don't know what he thinks." The young man on the color TV gradually disappeared from the camera.
The woman couldn't help but smile bitterly, and had no intention of discussing it with the people next to her. Sometimes talking to herself was also a way of telling: "They are all good girls, and they are hard to let go of. Although the little guy is a little weaker than his father in terms of 'love'."
, but the pursuit of better is carved from the same mold."
...
Qian Mo really felt uncomfortable with the Xinsheng Road whose homophonic sound was too graceful. He always felt that something was staring at him around him, but he couldn't find it. He simply left to make himself feel better.
Xin Sheng, my voice... It seems that Xiao Li needs to check the inbound and outbound people in Hong Kong City. There seem to be quite a few 'big boss' figures who have come to Hong Kong City recently. They come and go without a trace, which makes Qian Mo feel sad.
cast a layer of haze
'Ring ring ring...' The old-fashioned ring tone attracted the attention of many others. In this kind of attention ceremony, Qian Mo took out his mobile phone and looked at the caller.
"Guo Ling, what's the matter?"
Guo Ling now goes to the Three Treasures Palace for no reason. Every time he calls, it will lead to a lot of things for him. The most recent call was to invite Qian Mo to a dinner, but that time it was at two o'clock in the middle of the night and he woke him up.
Guo Ling, who had been away from Qian Mo, got the former and immediately hung up the phone.
"Hey, there is good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"
Only Guo Ling can say lines that are more corny than Qian Mo’s cell phone ringtone. Fortunately, Qian Mo can say something more novel.
"A mixture of good and bad"
"Brother, your request is a bit difficult. You have to know that I basically didn't get full marks in Chinese when I was in elementary school. After junior high school, I barely passed. Then in high school, I didn't pass at all." Guo Ling is very good at talking, even though he is sitting in a thatched cottage now.
The monitoring room of the production workshop looked at the bleak situation outside the factory: "It's a mixture of good and bad... It can be said that the reputation of our Yicaotang workshop is big enough that Bei Lingwa can drag hundreds of people in front of us.
Come and block the door."
Qian Mo had some difficulty listening to Guo Ling's last sentence. After sorting it out, he got a clear sentence: Bei Lingao brought people to block the door of the Yicaotang workshop!