Scientists in the Entertainment Circle

"Yuanchi cars are a bit difficult."

Wang You said the truth, I really miss the days in the telemagnet.

Although the mentality is a bit unacceptable, in the hand of an enemy, after the real coming, he feels that the atmosphere of the day magnetic car is really TM.

There is no hiking angle, everyone's strength is made, but in the Yuanchi cars are not like this, anyway, everyone, every job, countless people squeezed the head, it is simply nothing.

"Right, I have to leave again, Schiro is ready to let me go to South China, general manager, simple sentence, that is, you don't let me return to Gancheng, I will be boss, fight with you, become a hist Pioneer in Virgin. "

Wang Timai seems to think about it, saying a sentence, let Ling Yuan have a night.

".... He really dare to use you."

"Can you dare to use it, I am your love."

"Then you come back, I will be awarded at year, the reward is still very rich."

"How much can I?"

Wang You came interest. Now he is not more than, he finds that he has earned money, and it is really comfortable.

When I heard the year-end award, my eyes were bright.

"I don't know, this has a big enemy, last year is a double annual salary."

"That is a truth, actually only three months of salary."

Wang You chatted with Lingyuan and hang up the phone.

Sitter in Yanjing Headquarters, after seeing the situation of the day magnetic car, the face is also revealing a smile.

"Go to the city."

Smith looked at all, and he didn't say it. He didn't say it. He was ready to go to the city, because he went to Yaowu Yangwei, chaos the mentality of the Nummer Motor.

This is actually his most common way.

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This time He Wei did not take a laboratory, but arranged some people to help have done some things.

He brought Wen Yuli and He Wei, all the way back to Zhangcheng, playing in the home of Jijiang County.

He Wei thought about a surprise for his parents, proposes not notifying, killing directly.

However, this temporary comment is very likely to become scared.

Just like He Wei, just like He Wei, after it comes, just stopped, heard some sharp songs in the house.

Although the song is somewhat sharp, there is a painful heart.

He Wei is a doubt, because she didn't hear this sound from this sound, and the voice was a bit sharp, and some thick and low, anyway, full of sadness.

"What kind of instrument is." He Wei has a little confused.

"Lock, how do we have a lock at home." He Wei is unexpected, completely can't think of why there is lock.

Just, He Wei said, and there is a musical instrument to enter.

This time, she listened to it, the voice of Erhu, and this erhu came out, and the atmosphere of the original sorrow, even more sad, simply listening to tears, and even the soul is like it is going to fly.

"I actually started to cultivate sentiment." He Wei said, but did not hurry, but listened to the outside.

Warm Orange and He Wei are also quiet, staying outside Linghu Lake outside, quiet listening.

As a paragraph has passed, the sound is also slowly entered an end, and the three knows that this is coming.

Just when He Wei is preparing to knock on the door, the self-calling of his mother with Dad, let him have a stiffness in the air.

"Yes, the cooperation is ok." Zeng Lan nodded and looked at the sofa, holding the erhu to put the erhu put on the leg.

"I can't figure it out, so many ancient instruments are not selected, you don't have to choose a lock dry." He Bo said that Zeng Lan is going down, but a speechless look at Zenglan.

Since Zeng Lan proposed that now, a classical musical instrument is cultivated, and when he arrived in the way, he can teach children and master a talent.

Such a proposal He Bo is of course consent, but I didn't think of the classical instrument selected by Zenglan, shocked his eyes.

I have chosen the lock.

Lock, different from other ancient musicians, there is a word lock, who is fighting, because this is a typical solo instrument.

Follow the lock, his style will always be biased, or it is a happy thing, or it is a sadness. I didn't give him the third choice.

Such an ensemble, his inner refused.

"There is a bad history, long history, extensive prevalence, strong performance, pronunciation, high pronunciation, high, just in the middle, there is a musical instrument that is deeply loved."

Zeng Lan is a blog, and the opening is forcibly explained a wave.

"I still don't know you? If you have a thousand encyclopedia, you will count, you still want to fool me, this is not the reason you choose to lock, and you only let me choose two Hu." I looked at Zealand.

Since the last balcony, it has been in the past.

He is also a typical scar, forgetting pain, face Zenglan, is also a questioned question.

"Well, I have been occupational disease."

"What is the relationship with your career." He wave is sober, and there is a little curious asked.

However, Zeng Lan's answer, but he slowly fell into a sluggish.

"Why didn't, doctor, I am used to life and death, there is a saying that there is no two Hura not crying, there is no lock to send a soul, lock is very conforming to the doctor." Zeng Lan is very firm answer Obviously, it is full of beliefs.

But He Bo is not a matter, because he thought of a question, that is, when Zeng Lan Gang began to learn to lock, it seems to say a self-study instrument, which is specifically for him.

In combination with this sentence, He Bao's eyes are full of angry to Zeng Lan, and inexplicably looks inexplicably.

"Yue, you are now gorgeous and bigger, and you can't just look angry ..." Zeng Lan as a real master, where is this kind of gas, two words do not say, eyes are angry.

"You seem to say that it is a lock." He Bo's eyes and words, let Zeng Lan can't go.

"That, I feel that I can explain it." Zeng Lan weak, I feel that I can rescue it.

"Explain a hammer, you want to send me to heaven, today's rice, you do it, clothes you wash, don't accept it." He Bo is very hard, after all, this opportunity to let Zeng Lan Gong live, really don't .

In particular, Zeng Lan took a few days, it was just a free panic, combined with today, he found a free, supported Zenglan, he could go to the balcony to smoke a smoke, he has not smoked for several days. .

"Ok, ok, I cook." Zeng Lan is also self-knowledge, silently nodding, it should be down.

He Bo is a beautifully preparing to go upstairs, come to a wave of personal world, smoking a real smoke, watching Zeng Laoto agreed, his beautiful upper building, appearing on the balcony, look at the distance .

"Life is really beautiful, take a smoke in a few days, too happy." He wave felt that you can smoke yourself, feeling that you have glow youth, feeling beautiful, and you are also It is poetry and distant.

However, after he looked down, he felt that life was deceived, it seems that there is no poem and distant thinking, but is full of eyes.

Because he saw three of the three downstairs filled with a sluggish face, he looked at himself.

He Bo just prepared to take the smoke, very stiff.

"Actually, things are not what I said, I usually smoke, no one dares to manage me ... I will open the door," He Bo looked at the three eyes, and I was a little in an instant.

If he is just He Wei and He Wei, he doesn't matter, after all, his own person knows his own affairs, but after Wost Orange, he feels its own image, or you can maintain it.

He Bo looked at the smoke in his hand, and also looked at MD orange.

It's hard to don't have to smoke in the balcony, the wind smokes, my wife smoked me, I took the wind, realistic, cruel ....

He wave is in the heart of a sigh. It is not as good as the day, and the arrival of Wost Orange. He is not in the balcony. If he is just He Wei and He Wei, he will definitely not go.

However, Warm Orange is coming back, then it is not quite the same, his smoke can't go.

"Your dad is very interesting." Wen Mo orange is a little quirky look at He Bo disappeared in the balcony, and his face is revealing.

"Mo Orange, but also 'Your Dad', you can change mouth, call your dad directly."

He Wei did not return, but He Wei said, but let the humor orange face slightly red.

And this, also let He Zi smile, there is nothing to say, because the change is really fast.

However, just that He Yisiso, the door in the family opened.

"Husband, you can open the door, don't you smoke on the balcony?" Zeng Lan hugged a lot of clothes, and it was a single class, it was obviously ready to come to a big cleaning, but he looked at He Bo opened The door is like a doubt.

For Xiao Jiujiu in He Bo, how can she not be very clear, the so-called anger, nothing more than a few reasons, either want to smoke, or want to drink with friends.

However, she also knows what I want to quit smoking, not for a while, but only a few days ago.

"Mo is coming."

"Is Mo?"

He wave returned to a sentence, but also immediately let Zeng Lan two words, directly put it again in the original position, and rush to organize their own image.

"Uncle Auntie."

Warmum Orange looked at He Bo opened the door and then Zeng Lan's enthusiasm.

"Mof orange is coming, Auntie is very happy, I have just learned to lock, give you a welcome ceremony." Zeng Lan looked at Wost Orange, the face was not controlled.

Directly in the hand of Warm Orange, walk into the house, just a mouth, but this, instantly let the Wumeng Orange have been watching, then seek to help.

And He Wei and He Wei are also facing each other, and the face is revealing, and I looked at Zealand, and finally He Wei stood up.

"That, mom, no, sit down and rest."

He Wei also wiped a cold sweat from the forehead.

There are no people who don't cry without the cry, and they don't lock the soul.

Zeng Lan's words were still in the mind. Before he heard this, he can still accept my mother to blow lock, but after hearing my mother, he now feels that Zeng Lan has picked up the lock. It is sent from the soul.

This kind of welcome ceremony, he would rather don't, don't go now, I will not have to go later.

"No need? Unfortunately, I am talented, forget, Mo, I have prepared a beautiful gift, you come with me."

Zeng Lan seems to have a bit distressed and sigh.

But this sighs, but let He Wei and He Wei have wiped the cold sweat on the forehead.

This is absolutely can't hear the words of Zenglan, or no one dares to appreciate this talent, because listening, there is a feeling that I feel that my soul is sent.