Still, Wait For Me

Xu Tiansheng made an ordinary evening special while also cheering Miss Xiang. For his part, it was clear that the latter was more important.

Seventeen-year-old Xiang coaxed that she was going to marry and marry fourteen-year-old Xu Tiansheng, who haunted her. This is probably the story of a little lamb finally falling into the wolf's mouth.

Also, more officially, Xu Tingsheng's torment this evening allowed at least Iwatsu, a sub-provincial city in Graduate Sea Province, to expand its visibility considerably throughout the country.

A lot of people are starting to get interested in knowing on Weibo that this future economic aggregate could even threaten the capital city of West Lake.

And all of this, just because a guy named Little... A modern tower with a bare... waist. It's not just pretty, it's funny. Interesting is actually a very important thing to exchange money for, from ancient times to the present, to the future.

Virtually no government would do so from an official standpoint, and most of the time the country's officials still treat stubbornness as a rule and a decent one.

This was done by Xu Tiansheng. The benefits for the people's livelihood of Iwatsu's government are obvious. It is said that he should be praised.

However, those who stood at another level of Iwata City were not calm and had no intention of awarding Xu Tin a medal, as opposed to ordinary people who had just harvested a lively evening, some pride, or even a little outrage.

They looked at the matter completely differently.

In the box of a private club on the outskirts of Iwatsu, a group of elite second and third generations, mostly in or near Iwatsu, such as West Lake City, are stacked with heirs that the family focuses on cultivating. There was another person in this circle called Square Orange. They are now automatically alienated from her, even if they once pursued her with enthusiasm, as they are now, without any sense of sympathy and reaching out, but only for a cold-eyed discussion.

The hypocrisy and ruthlessness of this circle is never disguised. There is only mutual benefit and no charcoal delivery in the snow.

“Fang Jia's second generation just left one, the defeat is confirmed. At this point, there was such a noise on the bitten plot up to Makoto Garden... this is the waste Square Yuqing, are you going to fight back? ”

These people stood at such a node analyst today, and finally surprisingly discovered that in the case of the death of the old man and the defeat of the second generation, Fang Family's only chance and strength to fight back was the one that they and the entire upper level of IWA had never seen the most, Fang Family, Fang Yuqing.

There was an objection on the spot: “Why don't you think that it's actually not Fang Yuqing, it's the guy who did this? ”

“The guy? You mean... Xu Tiansheng? Is he really going to rush the Fang family to the table? ”

As Lingxiao said earlier, in the upper level of Iwata, Xu Tinsheng has influences and evaluations that are completely unclear to himself. He was a gardener who never made a mistake. He was a mysterious, weird, invisible gardener.

“Why would you think that? ”

“Anyway, Fang Yuqing's origins are there. Most officially born children with wet ears are unlikely to be unaffected by traditional Chinese official culture. Like us, we really have to fight each other, we also have the tacit choice to play pusher under the counter, work hard... nobody will spread out to fight like this.

Apart from the... Someone said he might really be completely grassroots, more people thought he was actually a deep background guy, Xu Tiansheng. If any of you had studied him carefully, you would have known that he had always done the same thing. ”

“Which one? ”

“He likes to hold onto people and use their opinions. ”

“How's that sound? ”

“He has always believed firmly in the power of the people. ”

“How did he do that? ”

“Public opinion. His attention and enthusiasm for public opinion, his ability to take control… are rare. And don't forget, he's got a tweet. This thing, to be honest, is among us... but who is not afraid if he knows he can't get rid of it?! ”

“That's too much," someone snapped his mouth, fingering up, “What are we afraid of? There's a vetting mechanism up there! ”

“Exactly. But the truth is, the pair of pliers don't usually grip him, because he never comes forward. Have you seen him this time? Are you involved in a half-writer or an official battle? No, not at all. But if he does, things will come out themselves, and no one can hide them. ”

“What about his intentions? ”

“Just look at the surface and there are two layers. First floor, to the land of Makoto. Now the land is the same as he pissed it off, and the whole people are watching it, and whoever touches it is sucking. Second, the third generation of the Bao Fang family. Fang Jia's second generation was planted, he admitted it. Now coming out of this is like moving the former pusher under the counter onto the ring and punching the king. Nor does he mind that Fang's nasal bluish face was seen, in order to put the fate of Fang's third generation out for all to see, not to give people a chance to privately mastermind. ”

“Really put it on the field, that's how to play scoundrel. There are many bottle jars in our family, and there are many unseen things hidden in them that we can't even learn to learn. By the way, you said it was a surface… that there was a deeper layer? What's that?”

“How do I know? If I could see through that, it would be me who would never go wrong. ”

“Then let's not rush to the inside, wait to see Ling and Xiao's response, and wait for his next move. Guess what he'll do next? Is there some kind of kill plot buried? ”

“Who knows? Wait, that guy always has a good patience. ”

This assessment, combined with the performance of Xu Zheng on several occasions in the business struggle, was endorsed by the majority of those present. But if Xu Tiansheng was there himself, he would laugh: bullshit.

Xu Tiansheng's major drawback was that he couldn't hold his breath. When he used to deal with Huang Tianliang, it was also when he chased Xiaoxiang Jiao. So, he always likes to do something else today, after putting up a gesture.

For example, this time, the next day, he would go home and wait for his sister to take the college entrance exam. Leave time for public opinion to ferment and for Ling and Xiao families to fight.

“Guess what he's doing now?” Soon after a brief agreement was reached, there was a resurgence of the subject, which remained about Xu Tiansheng.

It was a girl in the room who was too young in the circle and had an unstable personality, but because of her thick background at home, spoiled at home and beautiful looking, she was very popular in the circle and was the target of many people there.

She answered herself not long after she asked, laughing and saying, "You are here to nag and analyze him. What is Xu Tiansheng doing? Do you know? He's focusing on his 17-year-old girlfriend watching the show. Teacher, little. Barbarian. Waist, garden, meet you… is the best thing… you men, if you want to have him half romantic, Miss Ben marry him. ”

As Ling Xiao said, Xu Tiansheng thought he was carefully hiding Xiang Jie, and in the upper level of IWA, it was no secret at all.

At the scene was a very cooperative laugh, followed by questionable and dissatisfied men, began to speak.

“To be honest, he couldn't see through, and that's the last thing I could see through. At first, I didn't think there was anything. After all, we liked to play with the little ones in our circles, but there wasn't... Who knew? He seemed to be really serious. And that little maid's house is so ordinary, she has no background.” One of them said confusedly.

“What's wrong? Make a fool of yourself. In fact, there is no way, at any level of origin, to look at it. The most dreams of the fields are dreams of the landlord's daughter, not to mention the princess, dreams of a county magistrate's daughter can wake him up himself.” The other followed with disdain.

Followed by a couple of people, laughing.

“You know shit.” The girl who spoke earlier said nothing to her face and went on to say, "Whatever morality you have, you feel that everyone else should have the same morality. Do you know what these two generations and three generations of women around Iwata said after all the things he'd done for that little girl? ”

“Hmm? What did you say? ”

The girl's expression was solemn and she stood with one hand: “Jed, Jed, enough to save for another Xu gardener, and in her next life she started spoiling me from 14.” She finished her speech like a high priest said. All the men in the room, face to face.

“And,” added another woman on the spot, adding, "another sentence, ten years of good birth, hundreds of years of courtyard training. ”

“And…”

The “elite” women in the room seemed to forget their identities, excited to come together and chatted.

Their origins largely dictate that most of them will end up marrying someone in the presence or at almost the same level of a man in the presence, but they are actually women, and they will like and expect in their hearts: a courtyard student who is deeply romantic and doesn't let other men live.