Qu Yong shouted, "I can’t sleep."
Coffin slave eyes blurred murmured, "how can people not die in this life … I look back on this life and finally … live up to me …"
He still has something to say, but he can’t say it after all.
"I’m finally left alone." The hundred-tailed fox looked at the coffin slave and closed his eyes. "When the five of us were behind me one day, it was such a prestige. Who would have thought that today’s death in a cave was really ironic?"
"Hum" QuYong sneered, "They wouldn’t have died if the pavilion hadn’t carefully arranged them."
"Well-laid out is not wiped out in the end. Is it really a coffin slave or an act of God?"
He seems to be slowly immersed in his own world. "Do you want to hear that I met like a grandfather?"
Qu Yong said, "Say what you want."
"Well," said the hundred-tailed fox, "anyway, if you want to regain your strength and walk, at least you have to rest for a day and a night, and I’m lying here neither dead nor alive. If I don’t talk, it’s even worse than waiting for death."
He looked at the different forms of death, and everyone frowned slightly, as if the trend of thought had rolled back to the day when they met.
"I just got beaten up for stealing that day. I was all hurt and hungry. I can drag my leg step by step to the back hall of a small restaurant to steal the leftovers from the guests. Have you ever tried to put your hand into the bucket and take out rice grains to eat?"
Qu Yong shook his head. Although his family was poor, he was not down and out to beg for leftovers. Besides, once there were any good parents in the family, he would leave him a place to eat. Although he was poor, he was full of gratitude and respect for his parents.
"That kind of rice is really terrible. I spit it out while eating it, because I know that I will die if I don’t eat it. I must eat it even if I compete with pigs and wild dogs for food." The hundred foxes continued, "That’s it. When I was half full, the owner of the store found out that I was stealing from him and he took out a stick to drive me away. He scolded and beat me, and I will never forget the taste. Later, I vowed to make a big contribution to the daily high bed and soft pillow."
"When I run away, I can go anywhere, that is, I can stay on the side of the road at that time, or the oil road is sticky and dark, just like I am dirty. People trample on me until late at night, and no one will look at me because I am a beggar, dirty and smelly. After that night, the sky was overcast and gradually thundered, and the pedestrians around me gradually disappeared in the downpour. It seems that I am alone, and I can go anywhere. I am soaked and the rain is washing away my wounds, and I feel irritable and painful. So holding his arm crouched on the ground and huddled up, hugging himself tightly, and the water drops kept falling from my face, and I couldn’t tell whether it was raindrops or tears I had been suppressing for a long time … "
"At that moment, I really didn’t know if I was a human or a wild dog. I hid my head deep in my knees. I knew I was crying. I was very monk and hated my cowardice, but my tears couldn’t stop."
Rainy nights always make people more vulnerable.
Chapter two hundred and eleven An umbrella
"I also hate God for treating me like this. Others were born with fathers, mothers and families. I was spoiled when I was born. I was picked up by beggars on the roadside. Is my generation a beggar’s life? I can’t. I can’t help this ugly world. If a devil comes to me at that time and says that I can fulfill my wish, I will destroy the earth and kill everyone. There is no injustice."
Until today, when it comes to this past, the hundred-tailed fox is still red-eyed and excited, and he can’t wait to bite someone else’s meat.
"It happened that it was not the devil but him."
"The bigger the rain, the fiercer the storm comes in the summer night. There is a white flash like a crazy snake in the night. My body is shaking violently and there are waves of thunder in my ears. At this moment, a man came to me with an old oil-paper umbrella."
"Until now, I still clearly remember that his feet were covered with a thousand layers of rain, and his shoes were very clean. Don’t say muddy, but there was no rain star on the vamp. Now I know that it was a hexagram" walking in the mud ",but at that time I thought this man was sent by God."
"I have to say that the fate of three thousand worlds is what will happen after everyone meets. No one knows, but such a special rainy night is more likely to have a wonderful fate. He walked past me wearing a bronze mask with fangs and stopped and looked at me."
"At that time, I didn’t know who he was, but it was very important to be a beggar’s eyesight. At first glance, I found that this was a dragon in a man. A character like him actually gave me a look. He sighed. At this time, it happened that a huge flash on the horizon split him and said," Don’t bully the poor young people. "I seemed to be possessed at that time and actually got up. Several huge thunderbolts flashed through the night, making the whole dark world seem like day."
"Good. He nodded with satisfaction and said," Come with me. "I followed him from that day on."
"That’s it," the hundred-tailed fox gently sighed with emotion. "Memories of the past are really a heavy shackle …"
Qu Yong didn’t expect that it was so wonderful for a hundred-tailed fox to meet Tianyi Road. He also listened with emotion, but the thought of a hundred-tailed fox made him angry and scolded, "Since Master has such a kindness to you, why do you want to betray him?"
"This is another story. Forget it. I’m tired and have a rest."
An umbrella after the past. Yeah
"The past has passed, what is left now …" The hundred-tailed fox seems to have lost all hope. "You are the best chance to escape here, so you should have a good rest."
Qu Yong wanted to ask again, but the hundred-tailed fox stopped talking about it. Six people here were lying motionless on the ground. If an outsider accidentally broke in, he would be shocked, except for his eyes. Qu Yong was too lazy to move a little.
Fortunately, it’s cold here, and even if it’s kept for a long time, it won’t be easy for it to pass quickly.
During this period, the two men never spoke again.
Finally, Qu Yong felt that he had recovered some strength and was able to stand firm when he broke the bronze mask from the stiff fingers of the money string. Now he is white. This thing is a big hidden weapons, but he didn’t touch the machine at all.
"It’s been a day," Qu Yong muttered to Baiwei Fox. "I have the strength to walk now, but I want you to go with me."
"Let’s go together." Hundreds of foxes looked at Qu Yong with their eyes open again. "What did you say? You want to save me."
"Yes," Qu Yong said, "There are too many dead people here. If you can save one, just one."
"How are you going to save me?"
Qu Yong said, "Come climb on my back and I’ll carry you out."
He bit his teeth and gasped for a long time when he suddenly saw a hundred foxes shake his head and said, "I can’t leave. It’s impossible to carry me out with your physical strength. Besides, there is no sign of people here after going out in the wild. If you really want to save me, why don’t you go out first and then call someone to save me?"
"Who are you calling?"
The hundred-tailed fox moved his mouth and tried to point to the wide man in his chest and said, "I have a white box here. Take it out."
"Good" QuYong touched it in his arms, and it was very ordinary to find a box to take out.
"fight"
After the box is punched, it is divided into nine thin layers, and each layer has a thin human skin mask, in addition to which there is a photo ID card.
"You wear the third mask," said the hundred-tailed fox. "This mask is a student of Tokyo University in Japan. His name is Kato Peak. You can’t speak Japanese. He happens to be dumb. Remember never to talk."
QuYong hesitate way "this"
"My name is Baiwei Fox," said Baiwei Fox. "Half of it comes from my quick mind and the other half is because I am easy to operate, and my easy operation lies in these nine human skin masks."
"Good" Qu Yong wears the mask according to the special method taught by the hundred-tailed fox. The mask fits very well. After wearing it, he almost doesn’t feel that he is wearing a human skin mask, and his smile can be well reflected. It is a perfect art.
At last, he didn’t understand why a hundred-tailed fox could be so sophisticated all day long. If he wasn’t really familiar with the sophisticated, he would have been cheated.
"Good." The hundred-tailed fox saw him wearing a mask and then confessed, "After you go out, go all the way to the west. There is a small town about 100 kilometers away. There is a carpenter in the town. If you go straight into the door and say that you want to find the amputee, the little carpenter will know who you are." He paused again and again. "You may not have sealed the coffin yet, but you can see my last side."
Qu Yong said excitedly, "You said that the master was taken there by you."
"Right"
"Okay, I’ll go." QuYong finally glanced at the bodies on the ground and sighed, "You wait for me to come back."
"I’m waiting for you to come back."
Qu Yong turned and walked outside. Although he was hungry for a day and a night, he was exhausted. It was conceivable that knowing that Tian Yi’s old body was dead and his heart was strong, yuang actually felt that his feet were not so heavy. Although he walked slowly, he was firm.
He walked out slowly and left the hundred foxes alone in the cold and humid depths of the earth.
I don’t know if it’s been too long, because he couldn’t see the road when he came. It’s also possible to estimate how long it is, and he walks slowly, walking in the near darkness, loneliness and coldness. People who are not determined may want to go crazy soon.
Qu Yong suddenly had an idea when he was walking. "I feel like a captain touching gold, walking in the underground tomb, but it’s better here than the underground tomb. There are finally no strange machines and dumplings that can’t be killed."
In the dark, people’s strange ideas are easy to come out, and once they come out, they are like mushrooms after rain.
Qu Yong walked for too long with his head full of ideas, and he felt his feet heavy and terrible, as if the machine was moving and suddenly his eyes shone.
"Have I finally arrived?"

Charles Andreas is a Greek. He can’t understand Spanish, and he can’t say that he always wins. He will translate for him.
Can also communicate.
I just feel awkward
There is really no desire to speak in the face of just two journalists …
But after several cycles, everyone gradually got used to it-just consider it an interview.
It was then that Charles became talkative.
Is it easy and pleasant to add a constant victory to the gag atmosphere?
In this way, the press release will not come to an end.
The last three people got up and let the reporters take pictures.
On the left is Senna, who holds his blue Hertha No.19 jersey, and on the right is Charles Andreas, who holds his own No.9 jersey.
Chang Sheng smiles brilliantly, while Charles smiles a little stiffly-it’s hard to smile brilliantly when he sees two cameras when he gets up with his jersey.
Senna is sipping her mouth with an expression on her face.
In this way, three people left such a photo with different expressions in the reporter’s lens.
This photo is memorable for Chang Sheng because it is the first batch of players he bought after he became a coach.
It was he who took advantage of his own traveler to find the future star.
In front of the camera, he always smiles brilliantly, and his heart is full of confidence in the future.
Chapter seventy Gansu mouthpiece
Chang Sheng and Senna Charles took a group photo in front of the camera with jerseys, and the photo soon appeared in the Hertha local life newspaper, the official website of Hertha.
Hertha fans suddenly realized that if they want to know the latest news of Hertha Club, they can now read the newspaper Hertha Local Life.
But the fans don’t care about it.
After all, the newspaper Hertha Local Life is cheaper, and they don’t have any brand loyalty. Anyway, now all newspapers have news about Hertha by guessing that one newspaper did say that they had reached an agreement with Hertha Club to have an exclusive report on Hertha Li.
Buying an extra newspaper won’t kill anyone.
In this way, the sales of Hertha Local Life went up that day.
Hertha fans are still interested in winning new signings.
Charles Andreas, if you have a heart, can find out that this is the main center of Greece’s 19-year-old national team, which is somewhat famous.
But what about Senna?
Senna, does anyone know what he did before?
Brazilian football is too far away for Spaniards.
The newspaper said that Senna played for Corinti Ann before, and Corinti Ann is also a Brazilian giant and has a certain reputation around the world, but everyone still doesn’t know who Senna is.
Fortunately, the Hertha Local Life newspaper enabled them to learn more.
In addition to these two media, other media are laughing at Hertha’s two press conferences for journalists.
"Marca" sarcastically said, "I really don’t know if those two new players will sincerely regret when they see such a poor press conference … I feel embarrassed for them!"
Not to be outdone, AS newspaper denounced Hertha Club for refusing the media to participate in the press conference in its special coverage of Serie B.
Other newspapers, large and small, have also expressed their opinions or ridiculed or reprimanded.
Some media turned to criticize the newspaper Hertha Local Life, and they disdained the name of this newspaper and called each other "Hertha Local Tabloid".
It is normal for some media to criticize "Hertha Local Life" because this newspaper has given other media a very bad start-if you want to always win, you can get a report on Hertha.
This is despicable capitulationism!

Punishment is really like laughing "Don’t bother you"
He likes women, of course, must be unique, at least so that he can hide it in his heart and never forget it.
Just as the scarlet figure lingers in front of his eyes again at the moment, a smile, an anger and an anger are so real and visible.
There are firecrackers coming and going from the street. That’s firecrackers when the shops are closed.
Pan Hui stopped working and looked at the sky and asked, "What time is it?"
"It’s three minutes since Shenshi!" Aoqing glanced at the sun outside the house and casually replied that the calculation of a creature who has lived for more than 1,600 years has become a skill for her and it is quite accurate. She touched her belly and looked at Lin Ling please. "When can we have New Year’s Eve dinner?"
Everyone used to shake their heads and Chu Xingyu rudely said "Eat food!"
Ikebuo has also become familiar with everyone these days. Listening to Chu Xing’s words, he quickly followed the sentence "Eat food!"
"Little girl, you are itchy again, aren’t you?" Aoqing gnashed her teeth to catch Chuxing meteorite. She didn’t dare to move this little girl. Can she still move?
Chi Cong immediately hid beside Pan Hui and shouted, "Sister Pan, help!"
"I don’t care about you." Pan Hui sighed directly from the position, but the moving direction just blocked Aoqing’s momentum, which made Chicong escape.
Aoqing, this is the department where attention is focused on Chi Tuo, and Pan Hui plays that little trick directly over Pan Hui and runs away with my little girl figure.
Pan Hui smiled and shook her head so that Chu Xingyu shook the red paper in his hand and asked, "Xiao Chu, what do you think I just cut?"
Today, everyone is idle and ready for the new year’s goods. Pan Huishen is also neat, so a group of people nest in the hall to cut window grilles to play. Anyway, I forgot who first discussed the proprietress. as one pleases thought it was a good idea. He said that the people did have the custom of New Year in stick grilles, so he dug up a pile of red paper from the new year’s goods and then dug up a bunch of patterns from somewhere. Everyone cut and played according to the patterns.
Although this group of people are usually martial arts, it seems that they don’t need any needlework to cut window grilles, so they can also cut a rough sample to be good or bad. Of course, we can’t care too much about it. Anyway, everyone just wants to have fun
ChuXing meteorite glanced at Pan Hui hand set up horse throw scissors to surprise way "Pan Hui you really didn’t learn? It’s much better than me! "
Hearing this, Lin Ling and the wife of shop-owner immediately leaned in. When they compared the patterns, they immediately cried, "What a pity! It’s exactly the same as the pattern Pan Hui, you are amazing! "
Chapter 113 New Year’s Eve (1)
Pan Hui was suddenly blushed with praise and quickly changed the subject. "What is the New Year’s Eve without Lin Ling?"
Lin Ling looked back at Ao Qing and Chi Chui, who were still chasing each other. "It seems that these two people won’t rest for a while. Go to the kitchen and help me!"
Wife of shop-owner nodded and pushed the rest of the red paper to the front of ChuXing meteorite and Pan Hui, saying, "You two are a little more tired and cut out all the windows you need. I and Lin Ling will go to prepare the New Year’s Eve dinner for those two guys."
Aoqing has been getting more and more crazy since Chisou came. Just like a child who didn’t grow up, two people can get together easily, which also makes people have to admire.
In an instant, a family of six people each has a division of labor, two to cook, two to cut window grilles, and the remaining two seem to need to have a good time.
Chi Zan and Aoqing played for less than half an hour. Finally, when they were tired, they ran back to Pan Hui for asylum. Aoqing was too lazy to play tricks on my little girl and make trouble beside Chuxing meteorite. For a while, she looked at this and then pulled the "stinging" one by one. The cut window grilles were torn in two in Aoqing’s hands.
Chuxing meteorite threw red paper in his hand and quickly picked up the deformed and broken window grilles and went to Aoqing’s face. At that time, someone was playing again, but this time it was replaced by Chuxing meteorite and Aoqing.
The little girl in the pool is helping Chuxing meteorite applaud from time to time, and it’s never too much to watch the fun.
Pan Huinai sighed and looked at the already formed pattern, thinking that it seems that today can’t be cut out, and then a symbolic one-person house post will be fine.
There are two people still slapping here, and the proprietress suddenly jumped out and cried, "Oh, I forgot to hurry!" Stop messing around and post Spring Festival couplets and door gods! "
A few people stopped busy looking for Spring Festival couplets to clean up window grilles. In less than a moment, the preparation workers have completed five people and walked to the gate.
When I got to the door, I looked at a few people and was blindsided.
All right! The door beam is too high. This banner seems out of reach.
At this time, Aoqing had a brainwave and called Chuxing Meteor to release the boss. A ball of light surrounded the gate with five people, and then the boss’s wife-in-law became a prototype, so she was instantly high.
Anyway, the colorful ball of light can’t see the inside from the outside.
The wife of shop-owner is in front of the banner, while Aoqingchi is fooling around in the face, saying that the left side is high for a while and the right side is high for a while, or simply that the banner is not in the middle position. Finally, Pan Huiren can endure a person to enjoy a chestnut, which will stop.
Stay in a good position. Pan Hui will paste the paste for the convenience of the proprietress. In a short time, the banner will be completed, and then a left and a right couplet will be pasted. This time, the proprietress will not listen to the two troublemakers directly. Pan Hui and Chu Xing meteorite’s opinions will soon be completed, making Aoqing sigh and say that the proprietress doesn’t believe her.
For AoQing accused the proprietress very directly chose to see.
Finally, Pan Hui was puzzled when he posted the door god. "We cultivate immortals but we don’t worship the door god and we have never heard of a door god!"
The proprietress laughed. "The keeper of the door is just the psychological comfort of the people. They think that the two brothers, who are in charge of ghosts and gods in the underworld and Yu Lei, will be posted at the gate, so there will be no evil in GREAT GHOST. Since we are going to celebrate the New Year, we should take it as appropriate."
AoQing pie mouth show disdain for this kind of practice "just the two underworld jailers can have? Dare to stay in the human world and not report to the underworld, where are the ghosts afraid of them! "
"This common people are just trying to think about it, so it’s no loss to accompany them." Wife of shop-owner smiled to humanize ChuXing meteorite will light ball took the lead to the door "go home! I’m going to help Chef Lin Ling. You should put up the window grilles first and take out a plate of firecrackers by the way. You need them later. "
Chisou happily followed the wife of shop-owner into the hospital.
Pan Hui took a last look at the gate before entering the gate, and a pair of beautiful eyebrows puckered slightly. Although it was appropriate, after all, she had no fear of these ghosts. How could people who stepped into the fairy path be afraid of these things!
AoQing gently hum a pair of girlfriends make signal with the lips, "posted such ugly things at the door is not afraid to keep good luck out! If you really want to avoid disaster, you should stick me up! "
Chuxing meteorite supercilious look once again directly grab AoQing arm and drag people to their homes. By the way, kick the door to AoQing, which is a tacit cooperation to hook the door bolt.
Before the three of them went to the hall, they saw Chiyong’s small body coming out of the hiding room with a plate of firecrackers as big as a washbasin. Pan Hui hurriedly went to help.
See Pan Hui has picked up the firecracker AoQing to the side of the pool and said, "Little fool, where are you moving such a heavy thing?" I won’t ask my sister for help! "
Ikebuo’s small nose immediately retorted, "Ikebuo is not a little fool! Chiyong has done a lot of things for everyone! Aoqing is the fool! In addition to eating and playing all day long! "
Just listen to "ChuXing meteorite" one couldn’t help laughing. She touched the small head of Ikebuo and praised "Good point!"
Aoqing was so angry that she jumped through the ceiling, but now her best friend pool is at one end, so she can’t teach that little girl to jump in place.
Pan Hui thought that firecrackers should not be put in the courtyard, so he put them on the stone table next to the pond for convenience. Later, he directly carried them out to wait for her to put away her good things and turned around to see that the three men were still fighting in the same place and shook their heads naively. "Go and take out the window grilles in the lobby and stick them for a while to eat! If anyone doesn’t want to eat, I’ll inform Lin Ling to cancel her share. "
When a gust of wind blew from the courtyard and looked at it again, Aoqing’s figure had disappeared from the original place and appeared outside the lobby. Chuxing meteorite looked at his best friend humorously and told them to come over quickly. Pan Hui took one look at each other and walked past together.
Sure enough, eating food is always eating without accident.
It seems that everyone has got it right now.
After several people finished, there was no tacit cooperation. Finally, it was pasted. However, both Chibu and Aoqing hung up the heavy colors in the fierce battle, and their faces were covered with paste.
Chapter 114 New Year’s Eve (2)
Looking at the two people’s misery, Pan Hui’s only feeling at this time is that it’s a good thing that she was very prescient in the past and made a paste from rice paste. Otherwise, at this time, even if they want to wash their hair and take a bath thoroughly, they may not be able to clean the paste department, and then they will really miss the New Year’s Eve dinner.
It’s a good thing that this little girl is not greedy but likes to stick to people to play; Aoqing can definitely cry and grab the land.
Pan Hui silently looked at the sky and felt that when it was time, he urged the two men to change their clothes first and then wash their faces, or they were not allowed to table, so they had enough nonsense. Pan Hui and Chu Xing meteorite together cut off the remaining red paper at the fairy table in the lobby, threw the scraps of paper into the bamboo basket in the courtyard and wiped the desk and chair again before resting.
Soon the evening came and the hot food was served at the beginning of the Hua Deng.

Seeing this amazing young man who snatched himself back from the hand of death, old Bill grabbed Mo Yifan’s hand and was so excited that he didn’t speak for a long time before he said, Oh, why didn’t I believe you at the beginning? What’s the point of living now?
Mo Yifan ran white. What’s this old man doing? Ha ha a smile. Uncle Bill, look what I brought you.
As he said, he typed a folder sandwiched in the ribs, which contained two industrial business licenses and a villa real estate license. Old Bill didn’t know what Mo Yifan was going to do, but he glanced at it with his eyes, but he froze.
Isn’t this my stuff? Chairman Mo, where did you get it?
Come to Mo Yifan, it took old Bill more than half a lifetime to run the bar grape plantation and return the property certificate of his beloved villa. This is something that old Bill dreams of coming back now, but it is impossible to come back because the roots have been divided by those three rabbits. But now how can Mo Yifan suddenly have it?
Mo Yifan smiled and said that you regard these things as treasures, but in the eyes of your children, these things are not as attractive as real money. As soon as they divided these properties into their hands, they auctioned them separately in less than three days. When I heard about it, I asked someone to buy them back by the way. How about Uncle Bill, do you want to return these things that belong to you?
Bill excitedly held those papers in his hand like a lover. He touched them with his big hand and then looked up at Mo Yifan. He firmly said that if you need me to do anything, just say it. Even if you gave me my life, I’ll give it back to you.
Mo Yifan shook his head and said that it is not as serious as you think. In fact, I just want to be a witness in front of you, and you don’t have to tell the truth if you commit perjury.
Bill paused for a moment and then asked, "You mean when I was interviewed in Paris to write that untrue report?"
Mo Yifan didn’t expect this to look a little old-fashioned, but now Mr. Bill is behaving brilliantly. Is this the same old man who foolishly gave his inheritance to his children before he died? Is it that the low-boiling nutrient solution can also make people smarter? Well, it will take a good study when it arrives.
You’re right. It was that incident. See if it was this person who secretly picked you up at that time. Mo Yifan said and took another photo to show Bill.
Bill took one look and immediately affirmed that it was him. I remember what he said he was editor-in-chief. Oh, by the way, his name was Amos, an authentic Hebrew.
Chapter two hundred and seventy Beautiful anchorwoman
Very good. Mo Yifan clapped his thigh and smiled at Bill, saying, since you remember, I don’t need you to lie. I just need you to give a solid answer in front of the judge. Well, you can take these real estate licenses. I hope you don’t want me to bribe you. In fact, even if you don’t promise me to testify against Amos, I will give them to you. After all, you are the one I saved myself. I don’t want to save a living life and starve to death in the street after the hospital. Haha.
Hearing Mo Yifan say this, Bill was moved to a pulp, and his face was full of tears, indicating that no matter what he did, he would definitely punish those who had slandered Mo Yifan and attacked Notre Dame Hospital.
In the next few days, Mo Yifan became high-profile again, accepted several interviews, and made an exception to participate in a healthy life program on TV. At the same time, he publicly announced that he was going to continue his terminally ill challenge in three days. His second challenge goal was a terminal brain cancer patient. According to this case, he was also sentenced to death by tumor experts in major hospitals. According to those experts, the brain tumor patient will not live for half a year.
As soon as Mo Yifan’s words were announced, the audience on the spot got excited and talked endlessly. Many people simply got up and asked Mo Yifan, all of whom were terminally ill patients from their families. I heard that Mo Yifan, the terminally ill nemesis who has been in the limelight recently, was going to do a program at the TV station, so he was stingy and dug a window to find a way to participate in the festival catalogue through the network of the TV station.
Although those people’s voices may not be clear to the audience without Mike’s grace, these people obviously don’t care so much. Instead, their aim is that Mo Yifan can hear clearly, and these people have jumped in and out of control without the arrangement of the program director.
This is a live broadcast, and it is impossible to cut off this passage and shoot the show from the beginning. Jones, the female anchor who just graduated from college, is still in the real stage at the TV station. Where did she encounter such a thing? She immediately panicked and looked at the station for a while, scratching the audience, but even forgot to say anything.
It’s impossible for a student like her to be arranged for a live broadcast program. However, this healthy living program is a very poor program of Paris TV. However, for the official TV station, the viewing rate has been pitifully low, so this program has been kept alive. However, those popular hosts of this program are unwilling to take over. This is the turn of Jones, a newly graduated student.
This healthy life is broadcast every two weeks, and it is impossible to broadcast it live. But now Mo Yifan is carrying out a terminal illness challenge. It is really a sensation. They have occupied the geographical position of Paris TV Station and finally invited Mo Yifan to do this program. However, Mo Yifan has long asked for the program, but it must be broadcast live. He hates variety shows that can be edited later.
There is no way. Now, all the media in the world are paying attention to news figures. Their Paris TV station can’t meet Mo Yifan’s requirements. There are still many TV stations waiting in line. Paris TV station organized such a special program on healthy living. Because it was a temporary decision and Jones knew the interview background best, it didn’t temporarily change people to let a newcomer like Jones host the live broadcast program.
I’m a little embarrassed to see Jones as a poor helper. He repeatedly asked for live broadcast. He just wanted this sensational effect, that is, everything was arranged according to the director of the TV station. What to say? Then he might as well film, but it would definitely be a disaster for a female anchor who has no live broadcast experience. If Jones’s performance makes the TV station dissatisfied, she may lose her job at any time.
Mo Yifan didn’t mean to tear down other people’s TV stations. He didn’t expect that this live broadcast would be arranged for such an inexperienced newcomer. Seeing that Jones couldn’t react, he quickly got up and pressed his hands to let those emotional audience sit down first and promised that the TV crew would help with the questions of the audience. Wait a minute. I will save some time for other audience friends to answer a few questions. If necessary, will I contact you on the ground one by one or will Miss Jones continue to ask? Oh, by the way, where were we?
Seeing Mo Yifan in a few words calmed the audience who almost blew up. Jones was full of passion for Mo Yifan. When he heard Mo Yifan wake up, he remembered that the program was still on the air, so he quickly continued to ask the topic just now. Well, Mr. Mo’s popularity is comparable to that of many world-class emperors and superstars. I’m afraid Mr. Mo’s program will have to find hundreds of security guards to maintain order. Hehe, a joke is still to continue the question just now. I don’t know how sure Mr. Mo is about this second terminally ill challenge.
The 45-minute program finally ended. Mo Yifan, who was not entangled in the enthusiastic audience, got into the back aisle with Jones.
Mr. Mo, thank you so much just now. Without your help, I really don’t know what to do. Jones took two steps to chase Mo Yifan and gently bit his lip and said, I don’t know if I can have dinner with Mr. Mo to thank him.
That’s not necessary. Mo Yifan smiled and shook his head and said that in fact, Miss Jones is a very attractive female anchor, but she still lacks a little experience. Today, it’s because of me that I am willing to help Miss Jones out, so Miss Jones is welcome.
Jones was stunned when he saw Mo Yifan going away, and then he hurriedly chased after him. Seeing that no one around him paid attention, he immediately grabbed Mo Yifan and said, Mr. Mo, do me a favor and let me have a meal today. I beg you.
Mo Yifan didn’t expect Jones to be so serious, and didn’t he just want to have dinner for himself? Did he commit such a self-seeking? Seeing Jones’ desire to talk about it, he suddenly moved his heart and deliberately said, well, I said that today’s events are really nothing, and that’s why Miss Jones wanted me to have dinner. Even if it’s really unnecessary to bother, and you know that the second terminally ill challenge is only three days later, I have to hurry up every minute to get ready now. At this time, I really don’t have time to socialize and your TV station is also preparing a banquet for me.
Mo Yifan said yes, sexy and beautiful Jones walked on without even looking.
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Mo Yifan gave me a wry smile when he made a name in France. The most common thing he encountered was that these people came to him for dinner in the name of asking for help, and these people asked him for nothing more than two things. One was that the terminally ill person at home or the root was not terminally ill, and the other was that he wanted to treat him personally. That is to say, watching him sell Shennong slimming liquid was too hot, and he was very interested in Mo Yifan’s newly researched low-boiling nutrition industry. Generally, Mo Yifan didn’t even talk about it. The talks were directly sent away, while for the first person, Mo Yifan was aimed at contacting the other family members’ diseases. If they compare the characteristics, they will be transferred to Notre Dame Hospital, but Mo Yifan will not guarantee that they will be treated by relatives.
After all, people’s energy is limited. Mo Yifan is no longer a full-time doctor, and he still has a multi-billion-dollar multinational group to manage. Besides, how many people in this world are terminally ill? Even if he doesn’t have to do other things, that one person can’t be saved. Mo Yifan is still focusing on making money and doing research on these two things to play high-profile terminally ill. The big challenge has also changed to making money, but in fact, making money requires a lot of scientific research. Of course, it is mainly to save his sister Ning Fei, but he also. I believe that once the biological polar needle can be successfully studied, it will play a considerable role in promoting the progress of human medicine, but it will not be one person or two when it can be saved.
In addition, the three-dimensional microgravity rotary cell tissue culture technology in biotechnology companies can play a key role in the treatment of tumors, and then combined with some other technologies, it can completely break people’s consistent understanding of the terminal disease of tumors, saying that Mo Yifan is now doing his duty as a doctor and putting all his energy into treating people’s diseases, so it will change direction and hinder the development of human medical literature.
Since Jones said it was a matter of asking Mo Yifan when I would recognize her, it was also a matter of asking herself. Jones is a female anchor of Paris TV Station, so the possibility of finding him to do business is almost impossible. Mo Yifan wanted to ask if Jones’ relatives were terminally ill, but he felt that it would be impolite to ask people like that to look at this beautiful female anchor. Mo Yifan couldn’t bear to refuse, and it seemed that there was nothing serious to do tonight, so he agreed to accompany Jones to dinner and beg.
As soon as Jones heard Mo Yifan’s promise, he was surprised like a child, which attracted the attention of several people in the hall, but Jones had completely ignored the eyes of others, as if afraid that Mo Yifan would change his mind, and immediately took Mo Yifan straight to the parking lot of the viewing platform.
Hello, Miss Amos, Mr. Anthony, you go over and report today’s live broadcast. When they were about to walk into the underpass, a blond guy rushed over to greet Jones.
Jones looked back at the young man impatiently and said, I’m sorry. Please tell Mr. Anthony that I have to leave the program report immediately or wait until the day shift.
The young man paused, but Mr. Anthony seems to be angry. If you leave like this, he’s afraid.

"Come on, no matter what chariots. No matter how powerful it is, it can’t be worse than what I put in the clock of heaven and earth. "
According to the scene, the one who destroyed the chariot was probably the broken halberd that Fang Yun met. Now that you have got the most powerful halberd, you don’t have to participate in the battle for the wreckage of the car. So as not to be greedy, you will lose big because of small.
Fang Yun knows, however, that there is a "Hall of All Demons" and the Emperor’s Prince and his party hidden in the dark.
"Hoo!"
The wind swings, Fang Yun without hesitation to another direction.
"Dragon saliva Gentiana!"
"Chaos tung skin!"
"Yin and Yang stretch grass …"
Fang Yun is constantly collecting the medicinal materials here.
"This time, or try to collect enough. Otherwise, out of here, I’m afraid I can’t find it again! It’ s too pale to have a prescription, but there is no material, but it’ s a very troublesome thing. "
Fang Yun frowned slightly while collecting medicinal materials. The value of "Tai Cang Shen Ding" is far above the general ancient instruments. But one problem that he has to face is that it is impossible for him to find so many places with ancient materials.
Besides, there are many strong people here. A conflict, a fight, can easily make this place, devastated. Besides, so many people are staring. It’s impossible for Fang Yun to sweep the whole piece away.
After all, no one is stupid who can cultivate to the realm of six or seven products of Tianchong. Probably, just seeing some bare spots, I guess someone got the formula of the ancient God Dan.
Suddenly, Wu Guang flashed in my mind, and Fang Yun suddenly had to laugh: "Hey! I actually ignored such a simple fact. " A breeze blew, and another flower disappeared out of thin air. Only this time, not only the roots, stems, flowers and leaves on the surface were collected, but even a piece of soil disappeared.
At the same time, just below a mountain peak, there was a newly transplanted herb.
Transplanting the exotic flowers and herbs in the ancient small world into the universal clock of heaven and earth, and establishing a medicine garden. Use the time of "the clock of heaven and earth" to accelerate energy, breed continuously and cultivate herbs! This is Fang Yun’s solution.
The so-called incoming fans, onlookers see clearly. Fang Yun kept thinking about how to collect more herbs, but ignored the simplest fact. With a complete space, Fang Yun can cultivate itself in it.
The concentration of primordial energy in the Middle Ages and the Near Ages is no longer suitable for cultivating ancient plants and medicinal materials. However, this is not a problem. Fang Yun can completely create an ancient environment in it.
"Ha, ha, ha, unexpectedly, I also made such a low-level mistake. Fortunately, I reacted in time. "
Da3 Yun4 smiled and relaxed completely. Now, really speaking, as long as he cultivates the medicine garden. There can be no one here who has gained more than him.
Sometimes, the harvest of killing is not necessarily the biggest!