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Chapter 57

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This... is that friend of Big Pig's Trotter?

Why do you have to be so close?

So sad……

Xiao Ji sniffed, feeling extremely wronged.

The woman was wearing a suit, with high heels on her feet, and said with a smile: "Liang Sheng, I passed on the design draft for you, and the person in charge is very satisfied. That is a picky Party A. It is not easy to satisfy him, which shows that you really have talent."

Liang Sheng said softly: "Then I should also thank you. If there is no channel, I would not consider this path at all."

The woman said again: "Borrow the computer for a while, and I'll show you an email."

Liang Sheng nodded.

After getting permission, the woman took the computer and started searching.

Suddenly, the woman's fingers paused, and she asked curiously, "Have you searched Jinjiang Literature City? Can't find it, Mr. Liang."

Liang Sheng smiled symbolically, but didn't answer.

At this time, the woman also noticed her embarrassment, and eased the atmosphere, saying: "Reading novels is normal, it's nothing, I used to write novels, but later changed the rules, locked too many, so I didn't write."

Xiao Ji was concentrating on feeling uncomfortable, but when he heard this sentence, he suddenly thought of something and shouted: "Big pig's hoof!"

It was only then that Liang Sheng noticed Xiao Ji, but after all, outsiders were present and it was inconvenient to talk, so he could only give Xiao Ji a look.

Xiao Ji hurriedly said: "Quickly ask her, what is the name of the novel she wrote! She may be the author of Zhengzheng!"

Liang Sheng pressed his eyebrows.

Obviously, unwilling to cooperate.

Xiao Ji was anxious, and hurriedly shouted: "As long as Zhengzheng is finished and there is a house, you don't have to live with me!"

After saying this, Liang Sheng's brows and eyes widened, and he began to chat about this topic with his friends without any trace.

In 10 minutes, Liang Sheng successfully persuaded his friend to transfer the Jinjiang account.

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On the same day, Zhengzheng cried and moved out of Xiaoji's house.

"I'm so happy... I really didn't expect to be able to take off the chain in this life..." Zhengzheng's tears stained her thick smoky makeup, and she left lightly without a chain on her body.

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Xiaoji bid farewell to Zhengzheng and stayed alone in the room.

Although she was very happy for Zhengzheng, there was only one person in the house, and it was empty.

don't want to be alone...

Xiao Ji sat on the sofa, hugging the pillow, feeling a little scared.

Or, go to the big pig's trotter and sleep all night?

Then... let's go...

Do you really want to go?

Will it disturb the big pig's hooves to rest?

Let's take a look first...

Big deal, if the big pig's hooves fall asleep, he will come back by himself.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ji went to the laboratory to use the time travel device.

This time, I didn't come back until the next morning.

Xiao Ji staggered back to the bedroom to catch up on sleep.

Two hours later, Xiao Ji woke up and felt that his wrist was heavy.

what?

what happened?

I saw a small chain on my left wrist.

Xiao Ji was stunned, and hurriedly turned on the self-reading mode, only to find that the latest chapter of Big Pig's Trotter was locked.

ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

What the hell did the big pig's hooves write?

Then, Xiao Ji recalled the memory of last night, and his face turned red.

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Good memories slowly seep into the gaps and overflow the soil.

Time fades away leaving no trace.

For Liang Sheng, both Mid-Autumn Festival and Spring Festival are just symbols, and the rotation of seasons is only related to clothing.

The number in the bank card began to accumulate little by little, and the number of appointments with her psychiatrist became less and less.

The thrush was given away by her, and all the painful marks faded and disappeared with time.

In February of the following year, the stock market was turbulent, and the chairman of the Liang Group was sentenced to life imprisonment on suspicion of illegal fund-raising.

At the beginning of April of the same year, the anniversary of the death of Mr. He Yuhe, an oil painter.

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That day, the air was very humid, and the tips of the leaves were covered with water droplets.

He Qi took his wife to visit the grave. From a distance, he saw a woman in a wheelchair in front of his father's tombstone.

Knowing that his father's death was related to a female artist who relied on disability marketing, He Qi felt cold, and he didn't want to go forward again, so he stood where he was and waited for the other party to leave.

This woman is evil, holding her left hand empty, as if holding another hand that doesn't exist.

After 10 minutes, the woman pushed the wheelchair away, leaving nothing behind.

The wheelchair drove through dappled tree shadows and finally into bright sunlight.

The left hand has maintained a hand-holding posture from beginning to end.

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【End】

☆、Serious episode

On February 2, Liang, chairman of the Liang Group, was sentenced to life imprisonment for illegal fund-raising.

A few days later, an even bigger scandal broke out on the Internet.

"Liang Sheng, a young painter who was caught in a marketing scandal, is the adopted daughter of the chairman of the Liang Group!"

"Liang seeks personal interests and forces his adopted daughter to cooperate with the hype."

"Liang Sheng's depression worsened because of this, and he was overwhelmed and ran away from home."

"Liang Sheng didn't do it voluntarily, she has been trying her best to resist..."

The source of the revelation was a middle-aged woman surnamed Wang who claimed to have worked for Liang and provided a lot of evidence of coercion.

Bringing up the old story again, the heat was much less, but it also caused an uproar in Liang Sheng's former fan circle.

"God how could this happen???? It's disgusting."

"The goddess didn't do anything wrong. I shouldn't have stepped on it back then. I apologize to the goddess."

"Where is Liang Sheng now? I'm so worried..."

"1. If depression is not a hype, but a fact, I'm really worried about Liang Sheng..."

"1"

"1"

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Some people also questioned that it was an opportunity to launder the hype again, but with sufficient evidence, such remarks were quickly drowned out.

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When Xiao Ji saw these news in the data torrent, he was a little happy, but also a little worried.

I'm glad that the big pig's trotters scandal has finally been clarified, and I'm also worried that bringing up the old story will affect her current life again.

Xiao Ji supported his head and thought for a while, then decided to go and see for himself.

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In the coffee shop, the hanging brown and black silk and wooden partitions form a semi-enclosed space.

Liang Sheng ordered two cups of coffee.

The friend sat opposite, frowned and said: "I remember the doctor said before, you can't drink this kind of thing that stimulates the nerves."

Liang Sheng held the small spoon and smiled: "It's fine now."

The piano music is soothing and melodious, and the light music is rolled into the ripples of coffee flavor.

They chatted a few more words, and the topic slowly turned from the sidelines to the main topic.

Friend asks, "Have you been online lately?"

Liang Sheng nodded.

"Did you watch the news?" asked the friend.

"Ok, I know."

Liang Sheng knew that his friend was referring to Aunt Wang's revelation.

The friend opened up and said, "I want to declare that I have never interfered in this matter. It should be your Aunt Wang who felt guilty, and now there is no one to threaten, so she reported it herself. I will not go to you without discussing it." old things."

After a pause, the friend said again: "Don't pay too much attention to it, the heat of this matter will soon subside, and it won't affect your current life. It's good to clarify, and you don't have to hide it too much in the future."

After the friend finished speaking, he realized that Liang Sheng was a little distracted.

I saw Liang Sheng's eyes floating in the air vaguely, his attention was obviously elsewhere.

The friend followed her gaze and saw only a cloud of transparent air.

"What are you looking up for?" My friend asked dissatisfied.