Chapter 482 People in the drama


Chapter 482 People in the Play

“This... this is not scientific...”

Looking at Hu Yonghua who was mumbling and looking absent-minded, Hu Yifei felt a little suppressed in his heart.

“Dad, you see I told you earlier, this is no ordinary expert.

Don’t mention a quasi-professional player like you, I guess the same result will happen if a professional comes. ”

Just kidding, Zhongnan Mountain is the best among all the heroes, and Meng's vaginal leg lifting is famous in the world.

Did the title of the best master in the world come for nothing?

Although Hu Yifei doesn't have much experience fighting against masters, he definitely has a lot of fighting experience.

He knows that if he wants to knock down many masters from the front, he should do so if they are prepared...

The nerve reactions, eyesight, and body coordination must be far beyond normal. people.

And these are precisely the key talents needed for table tennis...

Hu Yonghua could not refute Hu Yifei's words.

Even when facing professional players, he did not get his head shaved like today.

After the bureau level, it is even more "rarely defeated".

This young man really doesn’t respect the old and care for the young at all...

"Are you sure...he is really not a professional player?" Hu Yonghua looked strange.

“I said he is an insurance salesman with a Chinese major. Do you believe it?

The most popular sport in the circle of friends is running with Mr. Park, right?”< br>
Hu Yonghua’s expression became even weirder.

He is a professional and naturally knows the opponent's skills. It can be said that he has completely surpassed the level of ordinary amateurs.

And he's still so young.

Unless you have been practicing for many years since childhood, coupled with extraordinary talent, it is impossible to have such a level of crushing yourself...

Besides, when I met him not long ago, he clearly knew that Still a beginner who knows nothing.

But today...he believes you when you say he is the main player of the national team!

Of course he suspected that the other party had preserved his strength at that time and was deliberately pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger.

But what is the picture?

Such a deliberate layout, creating chance encounters and creating suspense, just to show off in front of you today?

Besides, my family knows my own affairs.

He just played a game with Secretary Li on a whim that day, and even his schedule for the day was changed temporarily.

He really couldn't imagine that anyone could create that chance encounter in advance.

But if it's a coincidence... that makes even less sense!

This is obviously a passerby whom I have met for the first time. Is it necessary to deliberately hide your strength and show off your upper limit after showing off your lower limit?

The purpose is to create extremely contrasting characters?

Even though Hu Yonghua has been in the officialdom for a long time and can be regarded as a quick-thinking person, his mind is still a little buzzing at this time...

This guy doesn't play according to common sense... What a fundamental reason. I have no idea!

But he didn't think about the "three days of separation" at all.

After all, a person who was just a novice at table tennis not long ago, and who has not developed into a master in just a few dozen days, would be a fantasy...

"Dad, let's not worry about the table tennis ball. Okay, you asked me to come over for a meeting today, okay? Do you want to talk about business?

This is a discussion of poetry and a competition of football skills. We let him go without saying a word about business.

I have to say it first. Don’t let me invite anyone else next time!

Even though you are the mayor of a city, I don't want to see you at all! "

Hu Yonghua rolled his eyes at his son.

"Who said we haven't talked about serious matters? We've already finished talking about it! "

"Huh? Hu Yifei looked confused, "Is there any?" What were we talking about? "

"So...I agree that you will not pursue an official career..."

Hu Yonghua shook his head and was too lazy to talk to him anymore, turned around and left.

In the song "Linjiang Fairy", people expressed their attitude.

In a competition of skills, people showed their strength.

After asking about attitude and strength, what else do you want to test?

Are you really going to test the credentials of the "thousand-year-old family"?

Can you test it out? The other party has made it clear that he doesn’t want to have anything to do with me, and he has helped the Hu family so much...

After all this, you still don’t know how to move forward or back to annoy others? This is unwise.

Some words say nothing, but they say everything...

Those who don’t understand it are confused, but those who understand it will know the three flavors.

The way of being an official is to stop at one point and don’t tell the truth when you see through it.

When we really have to wait for the truth to be revealed, that is often the time for the final showdown...

"Insurance salesman? Haha! It's really interesting..."

Hu Yifei looked at his father holding his hands behind his back The figure shook his head and left, confused.

“It’s inexplicable. This is...”

……

"Yeah! Not bad!"

After returning home from Yipinju, Meng Lang searched for a long time and finally hung the song "Linjiang Fairy" in an inconspicuous corner of the study.

Looking up and down, he nodded with satisfaction.

The wording is a bit ugly, but the key depends on who signed it.

The word "chief of a city" is hung in the house. There is no way to ward off evil spirits in the house, but the troublesome little devil can be driven away...

"Ding dong~"

At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.

“Who is it?” Meng Lang opened the door and saw Lin Haitang standing in front of him handsomely.

She was wearing black stockings today and a professional OL outfit. She seemed to have just come back from get off work.

"Begonia? Is it time for dinner?" Meng Lang looked at his watch strangely.

"No, I came to you to talk about AI lawyers. Last time we talked for a long time, but in the end we didn't talk about anything serious..."

The day before yesterday, Lin Haitang was shot by Meng Lang in the car with "old photos" "The weird question made her feel extremely guilty. In the end, she almost forgot how she escaped.

The AI ​​lawyer promotion plan that I originally wanted to discuss with Meng Lang was not mentioned a word in the end.

After struggling for two days, hiding like this was no longer an option. She finally knocked on Meng Lang's door helplessly...

"You came to me...just to talk about work?" ”

"Otherwise, what else can we talk about?"

Of course we are talking about our relationship that transcends time and space and transcends friendship...

Meng Lang looked at her helplessly.

“Didn’t I tell you, you can decide this matter yourself. I am a layman, how can I give you any suggestions...”

“You started it, you still want to Be a hands-off shopkeeper?

Besides, although you are usually not very reliable, you are still quite reliable at critical moments..."

Lin Haitang seemed a little unaccustomed to complimenting others, and his voice lowered a little later.
< br>"Haha! "Meng Lang couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

It should be said that after twenty years, your trust in me has still increased?

"Okay, come in. . "Meng Lang stepped aside halfway.

"Hmm..." Lin Haitang looked down at himself and then into the room. He didn't know what he thought of and coughed dryly.

"Ahem! I can't see. Let's go for a walk in the community. It's cool outside."

Meng Lang: "..."

Okay, I take back what I just said Evaluation...

...

There was only a little afterglow of the setting sun in the distance. Residents in the community were picking up their children and going home one after another. There was a bit more fireworks than usual.

The sky is clear, a faint full moon looms in the horizon, and the sun and moon shine together.

“The mock court test the day before yesterday has greatly increased our confidence in the ‘First Block of the Discipline Academy’. Next, we decided to let it participate in the national judicial examination in the near future, and even a public trial, so as to gain public recognition step by step. ..."

The two were walking on the tree-lined avenue of the community, listening to Lin Haitang's soft whisper in his ears, but Meng Lang's thoughts couldn't help but fly to the distant future.

The inexplicable emotion that was deliberately suppressed suddenly came to my heart again...

[You are always pessimistic, just like when we started promoting AI lawyers.

You said it is easy to start, but it is often too difficult to persist.

A hundred people started, but maybe only one person persisted to the end.

Today is cruel, tomorrow will be even crueler, and the day after tomorrow will be beautiful, but countless people will fall tomorrow night...

In your life, there is no heroism, only succession...< br>


But I feel that there is only one kind of heroism in the world, which is to still love life after recognizing the essence of life.

Only by never forgetting your original intention can you achieve success.

So no matter what difficulties and obstacles I encounter, I will never regret my choice or succumb to fate.

As for...what is the "destiny" in your mouth?

Perhaps it is a coincidence at a certain time in life.

Perhaps it is the most unexpected result among many struggles and futility.

Cannot be designed and captured...

“No!!!”

When your vision gradually blurs, your hoarse shouting gradually fades away in your ears, and the sound coming from your five fingers The warmth is so clear, just like the day we walked into the Civil Affairs Bureau together...

I think there should be a smile on the corner of my mouth.

"Thank you for being you, it's always been you..."

You said that everyone is actually a book.

Then I think meeting you is my most beautiful page...]

"Hey! Hey! Are you listening to me?"

The tenderness in my ears made me slowly come back to my senses, and the hustle and bustle of the real world became clear again...

"Um...it's nothing."

"What's wrong with you? Why did I feel that something was wrong with your expression just now?"

"What's wrong?"

Lin Haitang looked at it He, "I can't tell you, but I always feel... a little murderous?"

emm...

The hatred for seizing your wife, with a bit of murderous intent... is normal, right?

Meng Lang stretched out his hands helplessly, trying to smooth away the vague ferocity on his face.

He finally understood why the unplanned situation of "ghostwriting" occurred.

Perhaps, blinded by anger, the future world line...

It has lost its reference value long ago...

He couldn't bear to think about what kind of brutal fight he would wage against the Night Demons after losing his mind, and what kind of Shura battlefield the world would become?

Looking at Lin Haitang who looked concerned in front of him, Meng Lang smiled.

“I’m fine, I’m just thinking, maybe you’re right, some people have to do some things.

It’s not heroism, it’s succession.

Everyone Not an exception..."

"Ah? What?"

"It's nothing. By the way, when you finish this period, we will leave for the capital. Then I will treat you to a meal at the capital hotel."

" Huh?”

Since conservative strategies have all kinds of surprises, it might as well be more radical...

The moment he made the decision, Meng Lang felt extremely comfortable, as if he had been there for many days. The gloom that was weighing on my heart was swept away.

He knows that he shouldn't be impulsive, and being impatient can mess up big plans, but...

We all understand the truth, but sometimes the story is too provocative and emotions are at play...

Just like us always Want to look at something from a detached, outsider attitude.

But in fact we cannot truly be objective.

Because we are the ones in the game and cannot really stay out of it...

He looked up at the bright moon that was gradually becoming clearer on the treetops, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

The moon above the tree is the moon in the sky, and the person in front of you is your sweetheart.

My heart has always been a spectator’s heart, but this person is the person in the play... (End of this chapter)

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