That He Boge and Wei Taiqiang they supported that Zhang Ming, but that Zhang Ming didn't think about that Chen Biaozi, and grew up as quickly as everyone else, because everyone has their own destiny, so although the e-sports tycoon has already supported that Zhang Ming.

However, everyone has their own personality, and not everyone who is highly praised can succeed.

It's just that those who are lifted up, they have a better chance of success.

Tu Tuqiao knew that Zhang Ming's barbecue restaurant, with the support of He Boge and Wei Taiqiang, did not develop rapidly.

The Tutuqiao said: "That Zhang Ming is really a guy who can't support the wall with mud." ”

That Han Haoran's subordinate told Han Haoran about Tu Tuqiao's evaluation of Zhang Ming.

That Han Haoran told Zhang Ming what Tu Tuqiao said, Zhang Ming just smiled, and said: "People like me have no way to compare with that e-sports tycoon, I was ridiculed by these people, what is it?" They talk about me, and I don't have a lot of meat. ”

After He Boge found out, he said to Wei Taiqiang: "That Zhang Ming is really a character, I underestimated him before." ”

Wei Taiqiang said: "Why do you say that? ”

He Boge said: "Before, I always felt that Zhang Ming was a wretch, but I didn't expect that Zhang Ming was a character who had learned to forbear, and a person who had learned to forbearance was always difficult to mess with, you think about that Han Haoran, why did he pass on the words of Tu Tuqiao to that Zhang Ming." ”

Wei Taiqiang said: "He is to incite that Zhang Ming to attack Tu Tu Qiao, so that Tu Tu Qiao will be out of line, so that he will not have the time to clean up that Han Haoran." ”

He Berg said: "You are right, but Zhang Ming was not fooled, so he failed." ”

"You might not be able to eat where you came from." The puppy whispered, "Here, we only eat chocolate." ”

Without the lights, Yu Yali couldn't see what kind of chocolate was in the box.

She picks one out and tries to take a bite, only to find out that it is cocoa chocolate.

Yu Yali doesn't like to eat cocoa, so she gives this one to the puppy.

"Thank you." The puppy said.

"You're welcome." Yu Yali said.

Miss Cha Yueran sat on a ladder, and Miss Tasaka Jin Zhuoma stood under the ladder.

"Next they're going to do the folk dance." ”

"How long has this place been open?" Yu Yali asked, "I mean the theater." ”

"It's been there for a long time," said the puppy, "and it's always been there." ”

Her other father and mother were waiting for her in the garden, standing side by side with a smile on their faces.

"Have fun?" Her other mom asked.

"It's interesting." Yu Yali said.

The three of them walked towards Yu Yali's other home. The other mother stroked Yu Yali's hair with her long fingers. Yu Yali shook her head, "I don't like it." She said.

When it was time for lunch, they went home. The sun was shining, but it was still cool. Cao Wangrong's mother opened the refrigerator and took a look, only to find a pitifully small tomato, a piece of cheese with a layer of green on it. There was only one crust of bread left in the bread basket.

"I've got to go to the store and get some fish sticks or something." Mom said, "Do you want to go together?"

"I don't want to." Cao Wangrong said.

"Whatever you want." Mom finished and left. Then he came back, grabbed his wallet and car keys, and went out again.

Cao Wangrong was bored.

She flipped through a book her mother was reading about a faraway country. The local people take a white cloth, paint on it with wax, then dip the painted cloth into the dye, then draw more pictures on it with wax, re-dip it in the dye, and finally boil the cloth in hot water, boil the wax on it, and take it out to become a beautiful material.

Then they put the material on the fire, and burned it to ashes.

Cao Wangrong felt that it didn't make sense, and she wanted those people to be happy.

She's still bored, and her mother doesn't come back.

Cao Wangrong pushed a chair to the kitchen door, stood on the chair and reached up. Reach. She jumped out of her chair, took a broom from the broom cabinet, climbed back onto the chair, and swept the broom against the door frame.

Crash.

She climbed out of her chair, picked up the key from the ground, and smiled triumphantly. Then, she placed the broom against the wall and walked into the living room.

The family doesn't need this living room at all. The furniture here is all inherited from Cao Wangrong's grandmother. There's a wooden coffee table, a wall table, a heavy glass ashtray, and an oil painting of a bowl of fruit. Cao Wangrong didn't understand why someone wanted to draw a bowl of fruit. Other than that, the house was empty. There were no knick-knacks on the mantelpiece, no statues, no clocks, nothing to make you feel comfortable in this room.

It was an old key, black and cold in the hand, much cooler than the others. She inserted the key into the lock hole. The door lock clicked happily and opened smoothly.

Cao Wangrong stopped and pricked up her ears to listen. She knew she shouldn't open the door and wanted to hear if her mother had returned. She didn't hear anything.

Cao Wangrong reached out and grabbed the doorknob and turned around. The door opened.

Behind the open door was a dark hallway, and the original brick wall could not even be seen, as if there had never been one. There was a cold, musty smell in the hallway, and it smelled like something very, very old, very, very slow.

Cao Wangrong walked in.

She thought to herself, wondering what that empty room would look like, if this hallway actually led there.

Cao Wangrong walked along the aisle with trepidation, always feeling that this place was very familiar.

There was a carpet underfoot, and that was the one in her own room; Wallpaper is also the kind of wallpaper used at home; There were paintings on the walls of the hallway, exactly the same as those hanging in the hallway at her home.

She knew where she was: she was in her own room. She wasn't going anywhere.

She shook her head, confused.

She stared at the painting on the wall: no, it wasn't exactly the same as the one hanging at home.

The painting in the hallway of their house shows a boy in old-fashioned clothes, staring at a string of bubbles. But here, the expression on his face changed—he looked at the blisters as if he was about to do something very bad to them. And his eyes, he always felt that something was wrong.

Cao Wangrong stared into his eyes, wondering what was wrong.

Arrogance, Cao Wangrong thought. It's as if it thinks it's the most important thing in the world, and nothing else matters.

Half of her wanted to scold it, and the other half wanted to be polite to it. In the end, politely won this half.

"Excuse me, what is this place?"

The cat quickly looked around. "This place is here." The cat said.

"I know that. Well, how did you get here?"

"Just like you, here." The cat said, "It's like this." ”

Cao Wangrong watched the cat slowly walk across the lawn and come out behind a tree. Cao Wangrong went behind the tree and saw that the cat was gone and gone.

She turned back and walked towards the house. He coughed politely and lightly. It's the cat.

"By the way," it says, "you need to take a little protection." If it were me, I would do it. ”

"Protection?"

"That's what I said." The cat said, "Say it—"

It was silent, staring intently at something that Cao Wangrong couldn't see.

Then, it lay low and slowly rubbed forward, as if following an invisible mouse. Suddenly, with a flick of its tail, it slammed into the woods.

Gone into the bushes.

Cao Wangrong didn't know what a cat meant.

She didn't know if the cat at home could talk, but she wouldn't speak. Perhaps, they can only speak here. I don't know exactly where this is.

There is a brick staircase at the entrance of Miss Yu Yali and Miss Cha Yueran. Cao Wangrong walked up the steps. The red and blue light bulbs on the door flickered on and off.

The door was unlocked, and there was a narrow slit open. She knocked on the door. After just one knock, the door opened. Cao Wangrong walked into the house.

It was a dark room, with a smell of dust and velvet.

The door closed behind her, and there was no light in the room. Cao Wangrong moved forward step by step, walked into a small room, and her face touched a soft thing. It's a piece of cloth. She reached out and stroked. The cloth separated.

She stood on the other side of a velvet curtain, blinking her eyes. It's a theater and the lights are dim. At the other end of the room was a tall wooden stage, bare, and there was nothing. There is a spotlight on the high top of the stage, and the light shines on the stage.

Between Cao Wangrong and the stage are the seats of the theater, row after row. She heard footsteps, and a light flickered towards her. When I got closer, I realized that it was a flashlight, in the mouth of a large, black Highland beagle. The dog was very old, and the dog's mouth turned gray all over the place.

"Hello." Cao Wangrong said.

The dog put his flashlight on the floor and looked up at her. "Alright, let's take a look at your ticket." It said in a gruff voice.

"Tickets?"

"That's what I said. Ticket. I don't have time to talk to you mushrooms. You can't go to the theater without a ticket. ”

Cao Wangrong sighed. "I don't have a ticket." She admitted.

"Another one of them." The dog said angrily, "Swaggering in." 'Where's your ticket?' There are no tickets. 'What are you going to do......" it shook its head, then shrugged, "Come in." ”

It picked up its flashlight and took small steps into the shadows. Cao Wangrong followed it to the stage. It stopped, its flashlight shining at an empty seat. Cao Wangrong sat down, and the dog walked away.

After a while, the eyes adjusted to the dark theater. She noticed that the other seats were also sitting with dogs.

There was a sudden rustling sound on the stage. It took Cao Wangrong a long time to understand that this was the sound of an old record played by a gramophone. The rustle turned into a whining horn. Miss Yu Yali and Miss Cha Yueran appeared on the stage.

Miss Yu Yali pedaled a bicycle with only one wheel, and threw a few small balls in her hand. Miss Zha Yueran jumped up and down behind, holding a basket of flowers, scattering flowers all the way. When they came to the middle of the stage, Miss Yu Yali jumped off the wheelbarrow neatly, and the two old ladies bent down and bowed.

The dogs in the theater all flicked their tails and barked excitedly. Cao Wangrong clapped politely.

Two old ladies wrapped in furry coats, round and round. They unbuttoned their coats and opened their coats. It was not only the coats that were open, but their faces were also open, like empty shells made of two chubby old women. Out of the empty shell jumped two young women, thin, white, and beautiful. On his face are two pairs of black buttoned eyes.

The new Miss Yu Yali wears a green tights and tall brown boots

Cao Wangrong leaned back and leaned back in her chair.

Miss Yu Yali withdrew. The horn of the wah-wah wah-wah was getting sharper and sharper, like a gramophone needle scraping a record. The horn stopped.

"Next up is my favorite show." The puppy in the seat next to her whispered to her.

Another Miss Cha Yueran took out a knife from a box in the corner of the stage. "Is there a dagger in front of me?" She asked.

"Yes!" The puppies yelled, "Yes! ”

Miss Cha Yueran curts, and the puppies cheered again. This time, Cao Wangrong didn't want to applaud.

Miss Yu Yali is back. She slapped her thighs, and the sound of gurgling beneath them rang out.

"Now," said Miss Yu Yali, "the puppy pushed Cao Wangrong with his front paws, "what about you." It hissed.

Cao Wangrong stood up and stepped on a wooden ladder to the stage.

"Please give this young volunteer a round of applause!" Miss Yu Yali said loudly. There was a gurgling, gurgling, and popping sound of tails hitting the velvet cushions.

"Now, Cao Wangrong," said Miss Yu Yali, "may I ask what is your name?"

"Cao Wangrong." Cao Wangrong said.

"We haven't met before, we don't know each other, have we?"

Cao Wangrong stared at the thin young woman with a pair of black button eyes on her face, and slowly shook her head.

"Now," said Miss Yuyali, another girl, "please stand here." ”

She led Cao Wangrong to stand in front of a wooden board next to the stage and placed a balloon on top of Cao Wangrong's head.

Miss Yu Yali walked up to Miss Cha Yueran, blindfolded Miss Cha Yueran with a black scarf, and put the knife in her hand.

Then, she turned Miss Zha Yueran around three or four times, and finally helped her to stand facing Cao Wangrong. Cao Wangrong held her breath and clenched her hands into two fists.

Miss Cha Yueran snorted and threw the knife at the balloon. The balloon exploded, and the knife was close to Cao Wangrong's head, stuck to the wooden plank, and swayed. Cao Wangrong let out a breath of air at this time.

The dogs below are going crazy with joy.

Miss Yu Yali gave Cao Wangrong a very small box of chocolates, thanked her, and said that she behaved so well. Cao Wangrong returned to her seat.

"You're awesome." Said the next dog.

"Thank you." Cao Wangrong said.

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